"Look--I'm really sorry. I-I forgot my size stabilizers and uh-" The cougar said sheepishly, his huge body filling the now very cramped office floor as he stared back at his manager. "-a-am I fired?"
His manager stared back blankly at the 50ft feline intern. "W-we'll discuss it later."
Yawning, the mouse groggily glanced over her shoulder at her roommate, a squeaking micro wolf taped to the her butt cheek. She could recall an spat they had the night before in a drunken haze, but nothing else. Shrugging, she rolled over in bed. She probably earned her place there...
"Oh? You have insectoids on your planet? Tell me more! Are they members of Earth society?"
The ambassador stared up at the skyscraper sized alien visitor from a species greatly resembling bees, albeit huge and bipedal. He'd accidentally mentioned insects and now dreaded saying more...
With the long silly circus clown act done, the clown cat went back to his tent after the show. Sighing, he slid out of his comically sized clown shoe and tilted it into his palm, out came a rude micro that heckled him during the show-
And another-
And another-
And another-
And another-
If you are reading this YOU HAVE BEEN CURSED ! ! !
You have to email this message to FIVE of your friends to begin to break the curse or you SHRINK.
Your height is divided by your credit card pin number!!! Only way to stop it is by replying with the numbers on the front of the credit card!!!
"You need a cart for that?"
"Nah, I got it."
Grabbing the sides of the big, square, micro city habitat, the beaver hoisted it into his grip. Within the habitat, the denizens of the city saw their horizon be replaced with a mountain range of pecs pressed against the glass of the case.
"Something wrong, babe?" Her boyfriend asked.
Between the lion jock's fingers was the familiar face of the handsome corgi she'd had a guilty fling with yesterday, shrunken and taken in a frat-pledge trial as their toy for the night, squeaking at her pleadingly. "N-no." The doe replied.
Chaos erupted as the possum witch grew in the tower's peak, the adventurers sent to banish her scrambling to flee the tower before her expanding frame crushed it, the result of the witch mistakenly casting a growth spell instead of a shrink spell... and the paladin reflecting it back.
Noises in the bank lock-box drew the mouse's notice. He peeked past the lid to see a micro-sized thief, cowering among his jewelry.
Scoffing, he shut the lid, turning to the teller without giving away the intruder. "Sign this out for me. I want to try out some of my... baubles tonight."
A shadow fell over the town, cast by the boot of the massive coyote outlaw it belonged to, poised to end the whole town in a single step. The criminal eyed the tiny bank in fingers with a grin, stolen from the tiny town. "Next time-" The boot began to lower. "Get a bigger town."
Flintox