Amanda looked at me and gasped when she heard me say wish. When I finished, I looked at her hoping she was feeling the same thing. My body began to tingle inside. It was very pleasant for the few seconds it lasted. The whole-body, instantaneous massage ended rather quickly as I saw Amanda standing next to me. Then I saw two Amanda's standing before me. One was rather happy to see me. The other one had a little bit of a scowl.
Around us, a continuous tower of book shelves was around them. It stretched infinitely in one direction. Every 12 feet, a new shelf contained books. They could see about 4 shelves above them. Joe realized that the ring had made it easier for Amanda and him to listen to Little-amanda.
"Hey, you two. What do you think? Isn't this so cool?" Little-amanda bubbled.
"Joe, we're 6" tall!" Amanda proclaimed.
"Yes, you are. I'm glad you joined me," Little-amanda said as she hugged Amanda. "Isn't this an awesome size?"
"I didn't mean to, Amanda," I replied. "The ring did make it easier for us to talk to her." I smiled weakly.
"Yes, but what if someone finds three 6" mini-people on a desk?" she warned.
"They will see three 6" people and be shocked. At least we know what it feels like when the ring transforms us. You felt a tingling sensation, didn't you?"
Amanda nodded, "I did. It was incredible," she said with a blush. Her body was covered in goose-bumps and she felt a lot of warmth in her lower abdomen. "I felt a rush surge through me and then found myself here," she added.
"Oh, that's what I felt. I noticed things went darker and then suddenly lighter as I felt something flow through me," Little-amanda added. "There wasn't any interruption in the warmth I felt. How long was I a book?"
"About 15 minutes," I replied. "We scanned your contents," he laughed at the thought.
"What was I about?"
Amanda quipped, "Fantasies of a Librarian. All those thoughts I had 5 years ago about magic and other fantasies, you contained them." Little-amanda blushed with Amanda at that statement. It was odd for me to see the interaction.
Amanda asked her little duplicate, "And you didn't feel dead, or anything?"
Little-amanda gave a serious frown at the word dead. "Dead? I didn't even know I was a book. I just felt the energy in me all the time. I didn't even know I was opened up. What did I look like?"
I spoke, "A red hard book with a lithograph of your face. Inside, it was like a diary of your, I mean, Amanda's fantasies. The whole transformation was interesting to watch, too."
"Oh, it was. I wish I could see it," she said excitedly.
Amanda looked at me and then her. "Not yet," she said, sensing she was being asked to volunteer. "I'm not crazy about being so small in a library. Besides, I need to work. I'm supposed to get off at four." She looked at her watch. "It's 3:15, now. I've been with Joe almost 90 minutes. Someone may be wondering where I'm at."
"Amanda, you have to admit, this is bizarre to be so small. It's exciting, too," I shared my curiosity at the situation.
"Joe, I totally agree. But I don't feel very safe, right now. Could we become full-size again?" she plead.
"Hang on, Amanda," I said as I turned to Little-amanda. "So, you don't feel any different or can't recall anything unpleasant when I transformed you?"
Little-amanda smiled. "No, it was heavenly. You can do it over and over to me," she swooned. "It was the best feeling I've ever felt. Although, I didn't know I was a book," she added.
"Amanda, what do you think? I think we just went through the experience of transformation. And she seems quite okay," I announced.
"Yes, she doesn't appear to be phased by it. Still, could we be full-size again?" she asked strongly.
"Yes, Amanda. I wish you and I were full-size again." Instantly, the tingling sensation washed over me and we found ourselves standing next to the table. Everything was normal sized to us, except for the little-Amanda on the table. She waved at us.
"What should we do with her?" I asked.