Experiment 76 Part 2 (Scenes 71-82)

Scene 71:

Ivana was about to head up the stairs to dig through her clothes and took the first step. She remembered the stairs feeling different the night before, but now, being even smaller, it was a much bigger difference. She had to lift her leg quite a bit more to land on the next stair, combined with the railing being about shoulder level. She took the first step and realized how tiring this was going to be, as she had 15 stairs to get up. She didn't want to admit how these difficulties were killing her confidence that was so driven on her size and presence.

"Hey Aurora?" Ivana said.

"Ya?" Aurora responded, as she took a sip of water that she got from the refrigerator.

"Why don't you go find a shirt for me instead? My room is on the left, just go into the closet and see if you can find something..." Ivana said weakly.

Aurora was confused. "You want me to dig through your closet?"

Ivana quickly responded. "Something popped in my head... and I want to start researching immediately. And you won't have to dig, pick something out labeled 'PJs' on the hangers."

Aurora knew something was bugging her. It wouldn't take Ivana more than a few minutes to find a shirt, and she wasn't one to just let people into her personal space. Many times, she was annoyed when Aurora needed to be picked up, Ivana telling her to not touch anything in her car. Now all of a sudden, she's letting her dig through her closet.

But Aurora left it alone for now. "Ok, I'll grab something!" she responded cheerfully.

Ivana watched Aurora easily scale the stairs, becoming a bit jealous of her physical ability compared to hers.

Scene 72:

As Aurora made her way into Ivana's room, it was nothing less than expected. Perfectly cleaned, while at the same time very plain. It was as if her house was in a state of being staged to sell 24/7. Her closet of clothes was no different. Most were formal or business casual wear, some duplicates, were all hanging and categorized. Each hanger has a label for the clothes draped over them, and they were sectioned off between "formal, "business casual", "PJs", "Gym", and "Misc."

"Jeez Ivana, always so meticulous with everything except when you are testing your experiments..." she muttered under her breath.

Looking in the "PJ's" section, she skipped over the pants and shorts, trying to find a long enough shirt. "Here is something!" she said, pulling the shirt out. She held it up to herself, seeing it would even be a bit long on her. Maybe this would be long enough to be a dress on Ivana at her current size. It was a yellow short sleeve shirt with a simple pattern on the front, which matched Ivana's plainness.

She smiled, thinking it will work well for Ivana.

Scene 73:

Meanwhile, while Aurora was looking for clothes, Ivana walked into her kitchen, her kid-sized converse shoes squeaking against the tile floor. She was still taking it all in. Last night, after shrinking the first time, she was more intrigued than anything by her new size, and so hyper focused on finding the cause and fix that she didn't really fully absorb the fact that she was 4'4" and 52 pounds, losing 25% of her entire being, her entire existence.

Now, after shrinking again to 3'8", when at the time she thought the process would restore her, it forced her to focus on it. She was forced to reflect. Living 4'4" for the rest of her life actually scared her. It scared her so much that, looking back, she rushed, trying the experiment again. How could she be so stupid? Now, even smaller, she wanted more than ever to be restored. But the fear was even worse. She wanted to go back to the lab right now and fix it, but she knew she had to think. Focusing was becoming harder, and she feared this was going to clash, she was going to rush again, and in the hopes of being restored, get even smaller.

She looked around, her head barely peering over the tops of the counters, the chairs gigantic, Aurora's empty glass of water reflecting the kitchen light directly in her face as she walked by.

Now, temporarily alone with her thoughts, she said aloud. "My god, what have I done to myself…", the words barely leaving her mouth.

She snapped out of it as she heard the stairs creak, Aurora quickly coming down, Ivana turning her gaze towards the stairs.

Scene 74:

"Oh hey!" Aurora said. "So much for jumping on that research..." Aurora said, hinting that she knew Ivana’s reasoning was a ruse.

"I just got... distracted.” Ivana said, not producing much of a defense. “I hope you found something for me.” Ivana quickly redirected the conversation.

"Yup! This looked large enough, plus it’s soft! I figured if even I could almost wear it as a PJ dress, although it would be much... cheekier on me, it would work perfectly for you! Try it on!" she said, handing the large piece of clothing to Ivana.

Ivana remembered this as one of her lounging shirts, usually matched with some soft pants. It seemed so... different... even as she held it in her hands. As much as she had worn it and recognized exactly what it was, it still looked different, felt different, and as strange as it may sound, smelled different. It didn't feel like hers anymore, it felt completely foreign.

Ivana looked up to Aurora. "Well, are you going to turn around so I can put this on?" she said, trying to go back to her normal attitude.

Aurora, quickly spinning. "Oh ya, sorry!"

Scene 75:

Ivana removed her skirt and baggy kids shirt, tossing it aside. She tossed the oversized shirt on. The shirt now felt beyond foreign. "Jeez..." she let out as the heavy fabric draped around her shoulders, one side barely staying on.

Aurora took this as her cue to turn around. "Hey, it works!" she let out in an excited tone.

Ivana looked down, seeing the hem of the shirt draped down to mid-thigh. It did work as a short dress, and while this was good for the time being, it made her feel beyond embarrassed. "I guess so..." she said, disappointed, looking down.

Scene 76: 

Aurora wanted to get Ivana out of her slump. "Well… Are you ready to find a way to get back to your old self, where all your clothes fit? I can help!" she said, trying her best to motivate Ivana.

Ivana replied. "I don't think you'll be able to help… But yes, I should get to work."

Aurora rolled her eyes as Ivana's attitude came back. "Well.. I can keep you company or be a second set of hands to search things for you!" Aurora replied.

"... I suppose." Ivana said as she makes her way over to the couch, reaching for her laptop.

"Hey... Do you think I can put a pair of your PJs on? Seeing you dressed like that makes me want to be comfortable too!" Aurora asks.

"Absolutely not!" Ivana replied, looking back at Aurora. A part of her then tries to find compromise, considering Aurora had been helping her out. "Ok… well… nothing on the hangers, but there is a box of clothes in the closet that I either did not like or did not fit me correctly. If you find something in there, fine. But that's it!" Ivana stated firmly.

"Yes Ma'am!" Aurora replied, quickly going back upstairs.

Scene 77:

As Ivana sat up on the couch, pillows behind her, she set the massive laptop on her legs. "I can't get used to this..." she said under her breath, as she began her research.

Meanwhile, Aurora came down the stairs with bright red PJs, with "Merry Christmas" written all over them. "These are so comfy!" Aurora stated, posing for Ivana. "How do I look?" Aurora asked, feeling confident.

Scene 78:

"... Fine... I guess." Ivana replied.

"I'll take it!" Aurora cheerfully replied. "Why didn't you like these? Were they too small? Cause they seem to fit me perfectly."

"Yes" Ivana said. "And the fact that it says 'Merry Christmas' all over it... It was a Christmas gift from a co-worker. I never got a receipt. You can keep them if you want to..."

"I can?" Aurora lit up. "Awesome!", as she sat down on the couch across from Ivana.

Scene 79:

Aurora pulled out her phone, checking her socials. "Just let me know when you need my help boss!" she let out.

"Uh huh…” Ivana mumbled.

As Aurora looked at her outstretched leg, she couldn't help but notice how long it was compared to Aurora's, and how large her foot looked next to her little hands typing.

"Look how big my foot looks next to you!" Aurora let out. Ivana glanced over. "Fe-fi-fo-fum." Aurora gave Ivana a look. "Funny..."

Scene 80:

Aurora, feeling a bit bold around tiny Ivana, decided to lift her leg and set her foot on Ivana's shoulder. "Wow, my foot is even bigger than your head!", Aurora giggling.

Ivana's patients had run out. "Get your nasty foot out of my face!" she squeaked loudly.

Aurora, realizing she pushed her limits, quickly put her foot back down. "Sorry..."

Scene 81:

"I was going to give you a break, but since you can't sit and do nothing without being annoying, here is a task. Find me an outfit that will fit me. An entire outfit. And before you say anything, I realize it's going to be from the kid's section. But pick something out that looks the most... mature. That should keep you busy for a while..." Ivana stated as she began her research.

Aurora loved the task. "Oh of course, I can find a cute outfit for you! I'll start with Gap Kids…" as she quickly tapped the screen of her phone.

Ivana stopped for a second, looking up at Aurora. "What part of mature did you not understand? Not cute. Not bright colored. Not sweet. Not unicorns and hearts all over it. Mature! Got it?" she said.

"But it's the kid’s sections..." Aurora said in a defending tone.

"Just find something the least kid looking, is that simple enough for you? I'll pay you back later…" Ivana said, going back to her laptop.

Scene 82:

"Alright, alright..." Aurora replied.

As she watched Ivana type on the oversized keyboard with her tiny fingers, she thought for a bit. Aurora had a loose relationship with religion, but part of her believed that Ivana being shrunk may have been a sign. Ivana's attitude was poor towards nearly everyone, especially her, and now Ivana was forced to face the reality of the situation, but her attitude was not following. Aurora was now in a position to do something about it. This was a chance for her to humble Ivana.

She went back to her phone, searching for an outfit that SHE felt would work best for Ivana, given the situation...

Ivana continued researching, reading as much as she could, caught up in the battle of trying to restore herself as fast as possible, while not being so fast that she shrinks herself again. It was an internal battle, a struggle, with no clear winner in sight.

As Aurora scrolled through outfits, Ivana pressed on, hoping to find answers soon, so she can restore herself to her comfortable reality…