"Stan, I have to head to soccer - I'll be out most of the day. If I don't see you before your mom pics you up, I had a great time - you're going to have to sleep over more often. Mom or Dad will be in soon, they'll take care of you while I'm gone."
You wanted to object, but Steve couldn't hear you as he threw on his soccer gear and left the room. While you liked Steve's parents, you weren't sure how they'd react to your new size - even though you were pretty sure your mom had filled them in on your shrinking. You sat down on the bed when you heard the door open. It was...
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