"Good boy, Squeekems. And for being such a good wittle mousey wowsey, hear's a little something to wash away the taste." Luna taunted you in a baby-talk voice, holding out a glass of what looked like lime juice.
Now, normally, you would be wondering what she was plotting, but you were too desperate to get the pet food taste out of your mouth, to the point that you didn't question why Luna of all people would ever do anything nice for you, or the wired way that she said it.
But, the taste was too disgusting, and you snatched it and gulped it down. Anything to
As soon as the drink goes down your throat, you know something was horribly wrong.
Suddenly, your whole body was on fire. The pain was so intense, you couldn't even open your mouth to scream. All you could make was this strange, choking noise and clench your teeth, trying to drive away the pain but failing miserably. It spread through your veins like poison, and you could almost feel your bones melting in the heat of the pain.
Sweat trickled from your forehead, and tears of pain were squeezed out from the corners of your tightly closed eyes. Other than the pain, you couldn't feel anything. When you opened your eyes a crack, through the haze of black and red, you could see Luna standing over you as everything spun, her expression too blurry for you to see, but it was clear she was smug before you blacked out.
***
You weren't sure how much time had passed when you opened your eyes with a groan, and for a long moment, you couldn't remember where you were. You slowly opened your eyes. With a yelp, you find yourself staring straight down at the ground, you instantly start to struggle on reflex.
"MWAHAHAH! FEE-FI-FO-FUM! WATCHING YOU STRUGGLE IS SO MUCH FUN!" Boomed a thunder-like voice that caused you to stop and cover your ears.
Then you saw what was holding you and you gaped, shocked and horrified, as Luna smiled as she dangled you in front of her face.
"Wh-what's ha-hapenig to meeeee?! Wha-what did you do t-t-to meeeeeee!?" you cried out, tears filling your eyes, but the only response that you got from Luna was her laughing at you as a massive, evil-looking grin spared over your owner Luna’s deceptively cute goth face.
"HA! Like it, Squeekems? That drink I gave you was a shrinking potion that I had that fat nerd Becky whip up in that lab of hers for me. She was willing to became my lackey to avoid getting pounded anymore. She's pretty good, I'll give her that. You're the size of an actual mouse now!" The goth smirked.
"Now, Squeekems! Prepare to suffer the playtime of Goth-Zilla!"
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