Jim knew he wanted to take the redhead home right now, but he couldn't just walk out of the store with a half-naked woman with absurdly large breasts. If only there was some way he could sneak her out...
Then, an idea hit him. He looked at the already full balloon and said, "Release." Then, "Control her size."
He let the balloon rapidly deflate and watched the girl shrink away with it. At first, her torn clothes seemed to fit her better as she approached her original size, but soon she was less than 4 feet tall and her pants were slipping down her narrowing waist. Everything she wore hung loosely from her dwindling form except for her tank top, which remained stretched over her still enormous breasts. But, after a few more seconds, even that became loose. She was now barely 2 feet tall and still shrinking. She looked up, as if awakening from a daydream and noticed everything around her growing bigger. Just as she was about to scream, her voice was muffled as she disappeared into a pile of her own clothes.
At that point, Jim stopped the balloon from deflating and said, "Release."
Quickly, he walked over the the pile of torn clothes the redhead had been wearing. After checking that no one was watching, he reached a hand into her tank top and fished around for the shrunken girl. Soon, his fingers found her soft flesh.
Jim pulled her out and held the naked, doll-sized girl up to his face. Sitting in the palm of his hand was a 3-inch-tall goddess. He smiled as she fearfully tried to cover her massive grape-sized breasts.
As much as he would have liked to ogle her right then, Jim knew he had to hide her quick. He gently slipped her into the front pocket of his baggy jeans while ignoring her little squeak of protest, "Wait!"
Jim stood up and began to walk away from her clothes as nonchalantly as possible. He even whistled a little. As he walked, he felt her squirming around against his leg, which only aroused him more. Moments later, he was out of the store.
Jim looked around. No one paid any attention to him. He was just another boy in the crowd. He smiled. He'd done it. The girl was now his. He let his hand caress the small lump in his pocket and smiled even more.
"Let's go home," Jim said to the lump. "I've got some plans for you."
Jim walked away, unnoticed by everyone except for one person: the old man in the Spells 'R Us shop, who smiled as he watched the boy pass.
Another satisfied customer, he thought.
***
Soon, a clerk would discover the girl's torn clothes and abandoned purse. Fearing that something violent had happened to her, the clerk would call the police. After an investigation, they would come up empty handed. The store surveillance camera had missed her transformation as she had been standing in a blind spot. All it recorded was her entering the store and never leaving.
It was as if she had just disappeared.