"Okay, we'll test it. I wish a 6 inch tall duplicate of Amanda to appear on this table."
Amanda gasped as a little version of her materialized on the desk. It looked at them both and twirled around. She appeared to be happy to be only 6" tall.
"Is that me?" the larger Amanda said.
"Sure is," a very high pitched voice squeaked on the table. "This is awesome. You both are so big! This desk is so big!"
I looked at the full-sized Amanda. She was amazed. She didn't know how Joe created her 6" twin. She sure seemed to like being so small. 'Did she harbor a desire to be so small?'
The smaller Amanda ran up to her full-sized counterpart. She spun around showing her delight in being so small. "You will love this, Amanda!" she squeaked.
Amanda stumbled. 'Why does she like it so much and I'm so scared?' "Joe, if she's a copy of me, why am I so scared and she is not?"
"You heard the wish. I didn't ask for anything but a duplicate of you. I have no idea why she likes it so much. Perhaps you do like it and won't admit it," he offered.
The little-Amanda spoke up, "You have wanted to shrink ever since you were stuffed in a locker in 3rd grade. It was so crampt in there that you wanted some room. Well, there would be plenty of room now!"
"Oh... that was a horrible time," she recalled the trama of being forced into her locker and being locked in it for an hour. She had screamed and called. It took a hour to get her out and she was very embarrassed. "So, you're me."
The little-Amanda nodded. "Yep. Although I know I was just created for you to play with. Change me and have fun with that ring." She turned and ran to me. She did a few sexy poses and obviously wanted me to do something to her.
"Amanda, do you have wish?" I asked the little woman on the desk.
The real-Amanda couldn't hear her. The little-Amanda asked "Yes, turn me into ..."