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Lauren had finished her drink minutes ago, a suspiciously sweet cocktail Anya had insisted on mixing for her. She tilted her head, practicing her best interview-ready expression in the mirror. Then it hit her.

A warm tingle spread through her body, subtle at first, like the first sip of hot tea on a cold morning. Lauren gasped softly as her reflection shrank in the mirror. Something was off. She blinked, leaning closer to her reflection.

"Did... did I just... shrink?" she murmured, half-laughing at how ridiculous the words sounded.

Anya glanced up from her own glass, barely suppressing a giggle. "Did you just what?"

Lauren shook her head, trying to laugh it off, but the warm tingle returned, stronger this time. Her reflection seemed to slide downward ever so slightly. The mirror's edge now framed her a little differently. A few inches gone, just like that.

"Anya!" Lauren's voice rose, a mix of confusion and rising panic. "Something's happening to me!"

Anya took a slow sip of her drink, eyes sparkling with mischief over the rim of the glass. "Whatever do you mean?" she asked sweetly.

Lauren turned away from the mirror, only to feel another soft wave of warmth wash over her. The world around her seemed to grow even bigger. She looked down at her hands, then back up at her reflection. She couldn't be more than 4 feet tall. The potion she slipped into her drink was definitely working. Anya snapped a photo of the dwindling Lauren. "You look so cute like this!"

Lauren's eyes widened in horror as the tingling surged again, faster now. She scrambled onto the couch beside Anya, her legs dangling helplessly over the edge. She lunged for Anya's giant phone, tiny hands grabbing at it desperately. "I am deleting those photos! This is so embarrassing! Stop laughing!"

Anya giggled at the dwindling woman next to her. "There's nothing I can do until the potion finishes its work, tiny."

Another powerful wave crashed through Lauren. She shrank even smaller with a soft whimper. "Please, Anya! Make it stop! I am begging you!"

Anya's playful laugh filled the room. "Oh, I have a reversal potion ready, but I am not giving it to you yet. I am just getting started having my fun."

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