An inspection

"This is great!" Max continues. "First try too. I knew it would work." Max walks up, each step causing Molly's raised platform to tremble. She had been lifted to about eye height for Max, and he takes a good look at her. "Hmm," he says thoughtfully. "It's a shame about the clothes, but it makes sense if they aren't organic material. Maybe if I add a secondary... never mind that, I can sort it out later." He turns his full attention to the tiny naked intern, whose heartbeat doubles in strength and pace. Based on her best guess, Molly has been shrunk to a height of about ten inches. The size of the inventor's looming face makes her feel very small and exposed.

Max immediately starts asking questions. "How do you feel? Can you hear me? Do you feel any pain anywhere?" Stunned, Molly answers his questions. "Yes, I can hear you." In response to his booming voice, hers sounds small and weak. "I don't feel any different, just a little cold from being naked..." she blushes. This was one hero she actually wanted to end up... doing stuff with, but not like this! "I don't feel pain at all," she continues. "Actually," she flexed. "I feel pretty great!" Max nods, satisfied. "Nice, that's a great sign. Now move your hands so I can get a good look at you and make sure everything worked as expected."

Heart beating again, Molly felt like she had no other option but to comply. Slowly and timidly, she lifts her arms, revealing her naked body to the inventor. He looks her over, and she feels a heat start to rise. She feels small and ****, like she has to listen to everything that he says. She wasn't scared of him but... how could she refuse? The thought turned her on, and warmth spread from between her legs, hoping he doesn't notice.

Max inspects her closely, lifting her arms with his fingers and spinning her platform around. His fingers are huge compared to her, each about the same thickness as one of her thighs. The pounding in her chest doesn't abate the entire time he inspects her.