Tricked to Treat - Part 05 (Patreon)

Jenna tried to right herself in her panic, but her entanglement in her loosening shirt only worsened. The woman felt the fabric grow heavier, the world loomed larger, and Ivana's laughter echoed louder.

"Stop! Shrinking! Me!" Came the flustered protest as Jenna sank beneath two feet tall, sinking again to one foot... and smaller still! The woman had gone from her adult stature, smaller and smaller until her shirt had absolutely nothing to find purchase on. Her words turned to a shriek as her shrinking body was consumed entirely by her once-fitting shirt - the last thing she saw was the grinning face of her absurdly dressed neighbour, still pointing that finger at her.

"Hm? What was that? You'll have to speak up." Came the witch's voice.

Jenna's words turned muffled, and her vision went dark, the situation was so insane it took her a moment to realize what was happening. She was now scrambling inside her own shirt! Twisting, squirming, trying to find a way forward amidst the sea of fabric.

Ivana could only delight in the shifting mound inside the collapsed shirt, panicked as it was, tiny, higher pitched terror quietly rising from the welcome mat with each attempt at escape.

"Oh dear. Look at you, sweetie. What are you doing trying to wear such a thing?" Ivana knelt down, her finger still emanating her powerful magic. "Jenna, if you can't even escape your shirt what made you think you could escape me?"

The witch couldn't help but giggle. "Here, let me help you..."

Ivana's hand gently pounced upon the shifting fabric, her hand like a jaw - sinking her teeth gently into the shirt. "There you are."

Inside the murkiness, Jenna felt something huge and warm take hold of one of her feet. An enormous power was suddenly dragging her, it felt like being pulled and tossed by the ocean for all the strength she could muster to resist it. She wished she hadn't understood, but quickly she realized her foot was caught in the thumb and index finger of her gigantic neighbour. It was a terrifying sensation, and a horrified scream pierced the air - but to the rest of the world, it might as well have been a mouse squeaking.

"There we go. There's my treat..."

Ivana pulled Jenna from the dark, into the dreadful light.