A little help please?
Added 2025-02-07 17:24:17 +0000 UTCAfter a long day of grueling spellcraft lectures at Magic University, I needed a break. And what better way to relax than one of my favorite pastimes? Shrinking.
With a deep breath, I let the magic flow through me, feeling that familiar tingle as the world around me expanded. My clothes became heavier, looser, until—foomph!—they collapsed around me like a fabric avalanche. A giggle bubbled up from my tiny lips as I wriggled free from the folds, now standing only six inches tall amid the sea of fabric.
I stretched, enjoying the cool air against my shrunken skin. Perfection.
But my bliss was short-lived.
Click. The door swung open.
“Dahlia, I’m back! …Oh, she’s not here.”
My eyes widened as I peeked out from the folds of my clothes. My roomie was back early!
“And she left her laundry on the floor again!” my roommate sighed. “Guess I’ll just take care of it.”
Before I could even react, my world turned upside down. Quite literally.
A massive hand scooped up the pile—including me. The fabric swallowed me whole as I tumbled, my tiny body jostled about like a lost sock.
And then—whoosh—I went down, landing with a soft pomf in a deep, dark pit.
I sat up, dazed. I was surrounded by walls of sweaters, T-shirts, and—oh, fantastic—underwear. The air smelled strongly of detergent and faint traces of my roommate’s perfume.
“…She put me in the hamper,” I realized, deadpan.
