Calling in Shrunk
Added 2025-11-27 03:06:11 +0000 UTCYour phone buzzed just as you realized your sweatshirt had slipped halfway off one shoulder again. You pulled it up, or tried to, and checked your screen. It was your boss.
Boss: Hey, you’re not here yet. Everything okay?
You hesitated, watching in the mirror as the hem of your sweatshirt crept lower down your legs.
You: I don’t think I can come in today
Boss: Can you explain why?
You sighed. How exactly were you supposed to explain this.
You: I’m shrinking
Boss: Shrinking? Like your anxious?
You: no. like actually getting smaller
The boss took longer this time. The three dots kept dotting at the bottom of the screen. Then they stopped. Then they started again.
Boss: how much smaller?
You checked the mirror again. The counter looked higher than it had a few minutes ago.
You: like 4 foot something? idk. i dont have a tape measurer
The dots appeared again. And again.
Boss: send a photo
You let out a long sigh, lifted your phone, and snapped a picture.
You: …okay. here
More dots. Longer this time.
Boss: No. You can use the stepstool in the back room to see over the counter.
You stared at the message.
Fuck.
Comments
Sounds hot and bothered hehe
AW
2025-11-27 03:07:38 +0000 UTC
