She mite have a problem

Closing her eyes, Emily felt herself grow smaller as she transformed into a mite, allowing her to inch up Helena's body. Though painstakingly slow, she mananaged to make it up to the dwarf's neck after five minutes without being noticed before climbing on the dwarf's chest. Turning slightly, Emily eyed the piece of paper that was still in between Integra's breasts as the woman slept in the armchair on the other side of the tent.

"Okay, no problem..." Emily thought as she slowly transformed into a chameleon, focusing her two rounded eyes forward. Opening her mouth, Emily shot out her tongue and grabbed the paper, bringing it towards her and clasping her mouth around it. She inwardly cheered... Before being surprised by a fearful gasp.

Now, Emily had forgotten this little factoid, but all dwarves, regardless of power, had an irrational fear of lizards from their ancestors falling prey to the now extinct lizardfolk. And after turning into something that was exceptionally bigger than a flea or a mite, Helena had groggily awaken to Emily’s chameleon form on her chest. Both Emily and Helena stared at one another for several seconds...

"BY THE GODS ABOVE! GET IT OFF ME!" Helena shrieked, jumping out of bed. The others awoke with a start as Emily was thrown into the air and landed down the back of Helena's shirt. Helena screamed as she tugged off her shirt and brassiere before throwing them to the ground...

Just as Emily transformed back into herself. Looking up, the elf chuckled sheepishly as Helena's fear turned into anger, the dwarf glaring down Emily with a murderous look. "What the absolute hell is wrong with you, you pointy-eared -"

"Are those cantaloupes?" Talrach asked innocently as she pointed to the fruit on the ground, Desiderata raising an eyebrow at a snickering Tara.

Helena's whole body went white as a sheet before looking up at the four other women. As she looked down, her body soon became a bright, neon red as she saw the two cantaloupes at her feet and her two bug bites on her chest. Letting out a squeak, the dwarf slapped her hands over her miniscule breasts.

"I-i-it's not what you think!" Helena stammered. "I, uh, I'm under a curse! Yeah, that’s - No! This... This is all a dream! You’re all still asleep and are dreaming that I - No, no! The first one works better. I was cursed so that anytime I'm seen without a shirt, my breasts only look that tiny. Yeah! I -"

"Helena? Are you trying to convince us or yourself?" Integra asked.

"..." Helena bit her lip as she turned and saw Tara biting her quivering lip with a smile on her face. Her eyes narrowed. "Was this what you freaking saw?!"

"Maybe..." Tara replied, a chuckle escaping her lips.

"Yes! Okay! They're fake. Are you happy now?!" Helena shouted in a mixture of anger and embarrassment as the cantaloupes sat at her feet, the dwarf woman covering the miniscule bug bites on her chest. "But I'm still thirty-six years old!"

"I don't get it." Talrach said in confusion, "You and Lucy are on the smaller side, why is her being smaller funny?"

"Yeah! You're in the same boat, Chosen One!"

Tara stopped laughing as she looked down at her breasts, clearing her throat with a blush. "Touché."

"I mean, she is smaller than the both of you, but -"

"That's enough helping, Talrach." Desiderata said as she placed a hand on the tiefling's shoulder. Turning her attention to Emily, she asked, "What were you even doing, Emily?"

"Yeah!" Helena demanded as she collected her brasserie and shirt.

"It's because -"

"Hey, Talrach." The group looked up to see Lucile standing in the entrance way of the tent, a sultry smile on her face as she sashayed into the tent. The intoxicating aroma came off her clean and shiny skin, her greenish red loincloth, and her trimmed hair and nails.

"Lucy?!" Talrach asked in shock. "You look so... So different!"

"Please let that be a good 'different'." Lucile thought worryingly as she kept the smile on her face.

"Wait..." Desiderata began as she smelled the air, "Is that that pink stuff that Kelixia made? Is that why you look and smell like you finally took a bath after a hundred years?"

"She and her sisters decided I could use a little - WHOA!" Lucile yelped as she tripped over her own two feet and fell to her knees, grasping the two cantaloupes on the floor...

Causing them to rapidly decay into nothing.

"No!" Helena screamed loudly. She then turned and growled at Emily, saying, "That was your fault! Why did you do that!"

"Because of her!" Emily replied, taking the paper out of her mouth as she pointed at Integra. Holding the paper out to Tara, she said, "I found this on her!"

"Really?! You exposed my shameful secrets because of your paronia?!" Helena asked in disbelief.

"What's wrong with having small breasts?" Lucile asked.

"Nothing, unless you're constantly mistaken for a small child by every other race while your own race laughs at you for being a dwarf among dwarfs!" Helena spat.

"I thought you said you were taller than average for a female dwarf." Desiserata commented.

"... Truthfully, I'm actually ten inches shorter than the average Dwarven woman." Helena begrudgingly admitted.

"'Paranoia' of what?" Tara asked.

"Tara, think about it for a second." Emily said, "She just so happens to appear when we're ready to start the quest. She just so happens to have a way that we can shorten the length of our quest to three days. Doesn't this strike you as odd?"

"Well, kinda, but -"

"Then take a look at this!" Emily said as she handed Tara the paper...

Not noticing Integra placing her hands behind her back and twirling one of her fingers.