"I have a solution!" exclaimed Joey confidently. There was a pause. "What are you
waiting for?" asked Monique. "Nothing, just warming up." said Joey, rubbing his hands
together. He began to whisper, "I wish Monique would get a little smaller whenever I
snapped my fingers." Joey raised his hand in the air and snapped hos fingers, giving off
a comical poof of glitter from his fingers. "Very amusing, Joey, but ah still 'ave a job to
do, and you 'aven't done anything!" said Monique, getting rather annoyed. Suddenly,
Monique felt her body shiver and her hairs stand on end as she felt her maid uniform
loosen. She let out a moan as her body pulsated, shrinking rather quickly before
instantly stopping. Monique had lost an entire foot, and her uniform showed it, with her
breasts being clearly visible as her dress hung uselessly under them, and the bottom of
her dress sunk down to below her knees. "Joey, 'at did you do?" "I just made you a bit
shorter to fit your new bust size in your dress." replied Joey matter of factly. "But it didn't
work, and someone could walk in here right now! Fix it!" demanded the diminished
Monique. "Alright, I'll think of something." said Joey. Joey...