Kelly knew it was futile, but she had to escape from Angela somehow. She turned and started running. The door she saw first was the girl's bathroom, so the reduced Kelly headed towards it.

Angela watched as the shorter girl tried to escape. She waited a few moments, just watching Kelly's shorter legs trying to carry her to a safe destination. She was toying with her, giving Kelly a false sense of security, before she decided to use the gun again.

As Kelly approached the bathroom door, Angela set the gun at a lower level, only 10% this time, and fired.

Kelly's hands were wrapped around the knob of the bathroom door when a strange sensation swept through her body. She knew what was going on. She watched as the world grew around her once more, but still, Kelly managed to pry the door open and rush inside, in an attempt to escape Angela.

Angela walked confidently towards the bathroom, the gun swinging in her arms as she walked. A grin of satisfaction crept over her face. "Oh, the things I could do with this thing," she thought to herself as she swung the bathroom door open and scanned the area for Kelly.

Kelly had ran into a stall and locked the door behind her, pulling her legs up onto the seat in the hopes of remaining hidden. Kelly was shaking slightly with fear, afraid of what Angela would do to her if she found her and/or decided to shrink her again.

"Oh, Kelly," Angela called out in a sing-song voice. "Could you come out here for a moment? I have a 'small' problem I hope you can help me with." Angela giggled slightly at her remark.

The shrinking Kelly was feeling had long passed. if she had to guess, she had to guess she had lost about maybe six inches, bringing her up to her rival's waist area, more or less. She was surprised she hadn't lost more. Apparently, Angela decided to make this whole thing into a game.

"Ooh, what's this I see," Kelly heard Angela say in a playful voice. "This thing also makes things grow? Well, that's neat." Kelly heard a few clicks of the dial on the device she had found earlier that morning, followed by the familiar hum of the machine powering up.

Kelly watched Angela grow from inside her stall. It was only a small increment, lasting no longer than 3 seconds, before the process stopped. "Ah," Angela sighed afterward. "I've always wanted to be 6 feet tall."

The taller girl paused a moment, before speaking. "You know, short stuff, this is getting kinda old. So either come out from where ever you're hiding, or I drive over to your house and shrink your entire family down to ant-size. And then, I'll get started on those loser friends of yours.

Kelly knew she had no choice now. To have herself shrink down is one thing, but to have her family and friends threatened was another. She placed her feet down on the ground, before opening the stall door. She looked up at Angela. The top of Kelly's head would barely reach the crotch of the taller girl now, given the two were standing side by side to make a comparison.

"Walk over to me," Angela commanded. The smaller girl obeyed, stopping a few feet in front of her. Angela was busy fiddling with the controls on the device as she spoke again. "You know, you really are a stupid bitch. Thinking that you could somehow teach me a lesson by shrinking me down. Then, when you DO shrink me, you follow that up by restoring most of my height."

"Thanks for that, by the way," Angela continued, looking down at Kelly, both literally and figuratively, with a predator's glare, a slight smile on her face. "I mean, I couldn't have taken the gun from you if you hadn't helped me, so again, thank you."

Kelly heard the device hum again, followed by Angela pointing the device down at her.

"Today's lesson," Angela continued. "Is to have the backbone to follow through with your plans. Like me: I'm going to shrink you down to a few inches tall, take you home and...well, I haven't decide exactly what to do with you yet. Maybe I'll sell you to one of my friends. Or give you to my younger brother. He's 8 and really needs a new toy to play with. It seems all of his other toys break too easily."

"Or," Angela concluded. "Maybe I'll just keep you for myself. Can you imagine yourself being my slave for the next 60 years of my life? Because I sure can." Angela laughed again.

Kelly knew she had to do something. Running wasn't an option anymore. It's what got her in this mess to begin with. Besides, the door was too far away now. She'd never make it.

Of course, Kelly could try to take the gun away from Angela. She was a little less than half of her tormentor's height, but she could use her bodyweight to plow into Angela's body, hopefully causing the bigger girl to drop the device in the process.

She was running out of time. Angela had her finger on the trigger of the gun. Kelly decides to...