It had been almost 2 months since she drank the potion. It only took a few minutes to shrink her down to nothing. Her clothes nothing more than a sea of fabric to her after that initial gulp. The feeling of shrinking was quite euphoric.
It excited her boyfriend sure, and the sex was fantastic, they did it in every room in the house, and the dollhouse too. His giant mushroom head bursting through the windows, painting the walls with his cum. But we're getting away from ourselves.
How long was this going to last? She had responsibilities to get to. If she was being honest, the whole needing to be carried on her, while a ton of fun at first, was starting to grate after the first week, she just wanted to get back to normal.
The potion didn't come with instructions though. It was bit like Death Becomes her, where Meryl Streep drinks the youth forever potion then gets the warning? She had no instructions, no warnings, no idea how long or even if there was a way to go back. Just, “Here this will make you tiny, drink up, your boyfriend will love it.” and her boyfriend looking at her with those puppy dog eyes.
She was excited to do this for him, but now, she was ready to give her libido a rest. She was ready to get back to work, but she wasn't even 20 cm tall. It had been a week since she decided it needed to stop. And her friend had been marking her height to see if there was any change, and the news was looking good but creeping along so slowly, 5 cm in a week. At this rate she might be back to normal height in a year. But a year was so long.
I guess next time she'll look for labels before just mindlessly ingesting potions from old ladies.