Cory's shrinking slowed down to a crawl but had not yet stopped. If he had to guess, he would have placed his current height at about 24 inches. Nearly half of that was now made up of long, slender legs. The white legs stuck out from under his short blue dress. Cory stared at them with his large, detailed eyes. He now only had a tiny point of a nose, and small lips with large cheekbones. His proportions had been twisted by unexpected new changes. He couldn't take the sight of it any more, he just had to move.
Cory tried to keep the "I'm a chunk of plastic!" thoughts out of his mind so he could concentrate. He wiggled around and finally moved an arm. He was learning to use his new body. Next were his legs. Before long, he had all four limbs swiveling. He was even able to crane his long neck back and forth and turn his head.
Cory was about 20 inches tall at this point. The doll clothes continued to shrink with him. His stocking feet, trapped in shiny plastic doll shoes, stopped shrinking with the rest of him, so they seemed to be getting bigger. Cory manipulated his limbs and propped himself up, clattering against the floor. He began to walk across the room, in a desperate attempt to reach the Chronivac. Cory broke into a stiff run, since he could no longer bend his knees.
He had gone down to 18 inches in height before he stopped shrinking altogether. "My head hurts..." Cory thought. He stopped running, having reached the floor near the computer desk. He had no way to reach the top of it anyway. Cory turned back toward the mirror in despair; he grasped at his doll head with plastic fingers as it began to swell, larger and larger. His plastic breasts and butt rounded out to fill out his dress very tightly.
Cory, now wildly grasping his head, stared into the mirror at his unfamiliar eyes. He finally managed to speak, shouting a high pitched "Nooooooo!" as his black hair shot out, falling down to the middle of his back.