Pressure Vessel - Part 02 (Patreon)

My grin broke wider and wider as time began to slow. Rings of blue ionized light pulsing down from the emitter so slowly I could almost count them. Chuckling as I watched the scene play out, Ivana twisting her body, shifting her weight, vainly holding up a hand to try and bat plasma away from her. I could practically see her tiny little mind reeling as the energy filled every pore, cell, strand of DNA and so on.

Then, the tinny shrieking voice pitching up and softening as she descends from 14 inches, to a foot, to six, to two. Ivana nearly disappearing on the threads of the rug on my bedroom floor, my vision blurring and tightening quickly before finding her again.

Finally spotting the little woman standing near the edge of the carpet, tiny feet fitting inside the small white squares of woven fabric. Grinning, I take a few short steps towards her. So close that I almost can’t see her past the curve of my chest. Faintly, distantly, a light tone builds in volume, I barely register it as a scream. I can see a shock of blonde and brown twisting in space as she looks around, taking in the enormity of what just happened. I can almost make out hints of green from her eyes before she begins sprinting away from me.