smaller again
#8 of microfics
"N-no, no, no *no*!" You protest, your hands trying to pull off a pill bottle lid the size of a manhole cover. But the damage was done... you had become small, once again. Your method of maintaining a standard size was through time-released medication. While modern medicine was a marvel, nothing could keep you away from your natural height of a dozen centimeters (shy of five inches) tall forever. And these child proof locks were more than child proof, they were *you* proof, at this size. Can't squeeze the bottle as much as they require for you to open it.
Luckily, you left your phone on the counter and you remembered your passcode. Your tiny hands press against the screen in frustration as you navigated your phone, now the size of a television screen. A few taps against the bright glass lead you to your favorites and to speed dial your friend.
"Hello?" They chime, picking up after what appears like an eternity.
"Hey..." You reply, sighing once more. "It happened again." You can hear your voice at a smaller pitch now, and it's... belittling, to say the least.
"Oh gosh, really?!" There's almost elation in her voice. Your friend realizes that they're not supposed to be excited about this, and their tone changes. "U-uhm, I'll be right over to help you get your pills out. Are you safe?"
"Yeah, I'm on the counter..." You sigh.
"Okay. Be there soon!" Your friend hangs up. They know where the spare key is. For now, you're stranded once again. However, bigger you had left crumbs out that you can now eat while you wait for your friend to arrive. You wonder they'll stay to watch you grow back to standard size again. It's embarrassing, to say the least.
At least you managed to climb up onto the counter in time. This isn't as bad as the floor.
You hate the floor.
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