An inch and a half of Height, to Make you Even.

Scrolling straight to height, you knock an inch and a half off of Felicia to give three to yourself. There are a surprising amount of sub options, but you ignore these for now, eager to get right to it. You do leave the box checked for 'Proportional Size Changes', which had a small disclaimer that said you would drain away a bit of muscle mass and size along with it. Not that you know exactly how well that will work between sexes, but the thought of the woman, practically an amazon compared to you now, diminishing in any way turned you on like nothing else.

The first thing you feel as you confirm the change is a strange feeling build in the pit of your stomach. It made you feel charged, like internal static electricity, but before it became unpleasant it dispersed itself all throughout your body, diminishing into a pleasurable warmth. In a wave starting from your core to your extremities, it felt as if every possible muscle in your body flexed and released involuntarily. Looking down at yourself, it was hard to see a change under your clothes, but you could certainly feel it. Your clothes, and your shoes especially, all felt that much more snug for the extra size and height. Tight clothes aside, you felt good, like you had been hitting the gym but skipping the soreness. You quickly flex your right arm, and while you’re still hardly a bodybuilder, you could immediately notice an aesthetically pleasing increase in tone.

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Jesus Christ, it actually worked. Which means not only are you bigger, but –

“So sorry about that delay, I’ve got the tea right here!”

As if on que, Felicia appears in the doorway, tea in hand. You may only notice because you are a pervert who checks her out incessantly, but you can clearly tell: her dress is no longer quite as tantalizingly form-fitting and it hangs ever so farther down her legs than it did before. Even having just reviewed your personal changes, you can hardly believe it. She really did shrink!

“Oh that’s-” You squeak out, before clearing your throat. Stay cool Marcus.

“Ahem, Yeah, that’s no problem, you can just bring it here” You gesture at the coffee table you were sitting at.

Felicia walks over, handing you your glass before sitting down across from you. You take care not to get up, lest you give away the now non-existent height difference. Taking an inch and a half from her has brought her down to just barely over 5’9, and brought you up so that you figure you would stand just about eye-to-eye with her now.

“Sorry again for taking so long with the tea”, Felicia says as she sits, “a dizzy spell came over me while I was pouring them, I almost spilled the pitcher all over the counter!”

So she can feel the changes just like you can, to an extent. Interesting. “That’s strange, its not like you were exerting yourself”, you reply as evenly as your excited and increasingly aroused self can manage, “Does it happen to you often?”

“Not really, well, maybe sometimes, but it felt so strange. And it doesn’t seem to have totally gone away either, I nearly tripped over myself when I turned to leave the kitchen”. Looking downwards, she frowned slightly and tugged her dress up. “I usually feel so comfortable in the house, no matter what I'm doing, but now something just feels… off?”

She’s a sharp cookie. Maybe you took too big of a first bite, but you definitely crave more. You could keep trying to play this causally, or quickly up the ante on her. After all, you know now with certainty that you can take anything you want from her, and quickly too.