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Chapter 9 by deviantgmx deviantgmx

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Taller again or thinner

„Would you rather be taller again or thinner?“

Mikes eyes widened. Finally an easy choice that would help him go back to normal.

„I want to be taller again!“, he blurted out quickly.

„Wait“, he heard Taylor say but it was already too late. The card vanished and they had no chance of copying the symbol from the back.

„Oh shit I didn’t think about that, but it’s okay as long as I am my normal height again.“

And it actually happened. Mike could see that he was growing again as his eyes surpassed the eye level of Taylor. It stopped when he was slightly looking down at him again. For a second he was happy but then he noticed Taylor face and his pitying view. Taylor simply pointed downwards with his finger.

„You’ve got to be kidding me.“

Mike has not grown back but his sneakers changed into 5“ high heels. The card was not wrong, he was back to his old height but in a different way he expected. Immediately Mike pulled off one of the heels but as soon as his flat foot touched the floor a sharp pain was shooting through his foot and calves. It felt as if the tendons were close to ripping and Mike could barely suppress a scream. He put his foot back into the heels and the pain was gone. It seems that his tendons shortened so that walking on flat heels became painful.

„Great, now I have to wear these high heels, or otherwise endure maximum pain.“, he grumbled towards Taylor.

Taylor didn’t know what to reply and he felt sorry for Mike. But there was nothing he could do at the moment but to stay optimistic.

„I know that is a setback, but let’s focus on finding a solution instead of succumbing to self-pity.“, he said Mike as empathic as possible.

„That’s easy for you to say. You are not the one in the clutches of of magical maniacal game!“

Mike was getting frustrated. On top of his already comical appearance he could barely stand with the new shoes. He was actually afraid of taking a step. But Taylor was right, it would not help to sit down and do nothing.

Cautiously Mike took his first step. He nearly fell over but he could balance himself out. The next step was already better and after a couple more he was walking somewhat safe, although it probably looked like a baby learning how to walk. Taylor followed and in double the usual time, they made it back to Mikes room.

They booted up their laptops to start searching around the internet, hoping to get a least a cue. But to Mikes displeasure his laptop was not booting properly. After a couple of bluescreens he gave up and in his anger slammed the laptop shut. His torment didn’t end there, because the resulting draft blew a new card into his lap.

„Not again…“, he sighed and picked up the card.

„Would you rather…“

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