Small

Hope's eyes fluttered open to feel the ground beneath her vibrating. She frowned, shifting suddenly; she was relieved to feel her body move less sluggishly.

She wasn't big at least. Part of her wanted to believe it was just a bad dream, but no, she could still feel the oddly coarse surface under her pressing against far too much bare skin. Hope sat up, blinking in the suddenly light.

She was... Hope looked around. She was on what looked like a car dashboard, coarse plastic under her as the vehicle drove along. Her father was driving; hastily she covered herself with her arms, still seated so she crossed both arms over her chest and hoped crossing her legs would hide her pussy.

The sudden motion got her father's attention. He looked down, though he kept one eye alternating between the road and the mirror.

"That was the only way I could think to rescue you," he said. "I couldn't carry you if you were full size. There were a couple of discs that did shrink. They were meant to all be size reduction discs, but that one must have gotten mixed in. I'm sorry about that."

At least she was safe. Hope shook off her wooziness.

"So we're..." Hope said. She faltered; she had to shout to be heard, but doing something that felt like it was drawing even more attention made her even more self-conscious.

"Moving," her father said. "We'll set up somewhere else, once I find somewhere quiet and when I'm sure we're not being tailed."

Hope glanced around. She still flushed red.

"And, uh..." she hesitated. "My clothes?"

"I don't have anything in, well, your size," he said.

"Just grow me back, there's got to be a jacket or something-"

"That was the only size-increase disc," her father said. "I checked. The others are in the lab, and until we're stopped we can't go rummaging around in there. Just wait."

Wait?! Easy for him to say, he wasn't stuck tiny and naked.

That damn lab. It wasn't like she could sneak into it even as she was, the ratio was all wrong; things didn't always shrink to the same scale. Even with the building and her small, she was just big enough to not make it in the front door.

Even her shoes had gone missing at some point. Probably ruined when she'd grown; she was left without the slightest stitch to her body.

"Can you pass, um, a tissue?" she said.

"A tissue?" he said. That seemed to surprise him enough that he did glance down at her, making her face go even redder. She adjusted her arms, making sure she was covered.

"Yeah," she said. "For, you know..."

"Right," he said after a moment.

He reached into a side compartment, pulling out a small pack. He passed a scrap of paper to her; at her current size it may as well have been a duvet. She took the paper, folding it slightly and delicately wrapping it around herself.

Well, it was better than nothing. Even if it seemed a bit too translucent. She desperately held the sides up, the paper feeling awkward against her skin, still showing a vague glimpse of what was 'hidden' beneath it.

God, she couldn't wait to be big again.