Told Ya So
Sometimes me and mud get into an argument on size, being big or small. Both have perks and downsides, though she sees being big as having more downsides than small (bah, its equal).
Anyway, time I take a walk in the dobie's shoes for a bit, hoping she likes a smaller collie.
I also forgot to add cookies to this one :(
Told Ya So
"Could not."
"Could too."
"Could not."
"Could too."
Sero and Mud had been at it for awhile now, arguing back and forth with Mud on the floor, looking up at the blue and white collie who crossed his arms, looking down.
"I could so live a day at your size." Sero glared down at the twenty inch tall, chocolate brown doberman.
"How? You are out of shape and wouldn't even last an hour at my level. You are so use to being big you have no idea how it is down here." She smirked back. Sero's eyes narrowed as he stormed off to his lab, coming back with a vial of green liquid.
"I'll prove it to you." And before the small dobie could protest, Sero popped the cork and drank. Now it was Mud's turn to glare.
"You'll regret this."
Sero stuck out his tongue, but stopped as he felt a bit woozy. His clothing already started to feel baggier as he looked around, everything seeming to be slowly growing, the table not as low to him as it was a few moments ago. Mud looked up in awe and fascination as the collie shrank, starting to have to hold up his pants as he erfed, forgetting that clothing didn't shrink with potions. Mud giggled, seeing the reaction on his face.
"Naked collie time."
Sero growled down, his shirt already down to his mid thigh as he just let his jeans drop, clad in boxers, which began to look more like shorts.
"You just hush, I'll find something to wear." He huffed down, though down as far as it was before. He could barely reach over the table now, struggling to even hold up his boxers. Soon enough, they too fell, the collie's shirt down to his knees as he struggled to not let it slip over his shoulders.
"Oh come on hon, I've seen you naked before." Mud rolled her eyes, but still enjoyed seeing the collie struggle a bit. Sero mumbled, letting his shirt fall off and struggled inside his clothing as he shrank more down to her level, climbing out and standing before her nude, looking eye to eye.
"Welcome to my size short stuff." She giggled, pinching his rear. Sero yelped and rubbed the spot.
"Don't do that." He grumbled.
"What? Already can't take it?" She giggled.
"Haven't even started hon. I just need clothing." He smirked, starting to walk off towards their bedroom.
It was much longer than he was use to. Looking at how huge everything was sent shivers down his spine, Mud taking notice of the look on his face.
"Everything is different, isn't it?"
"A bit. It Just takes longer to get from point A to point B." Sero shrugged, trying to ignore the intimidation.
Finally, once they reached the bedroom, Sero walked over to the dresser, tapping his muzzle as he looked around it.
"Now just remembering you don't have clothes for someone your size?" Mud giggled beside him. Sero said nothing, moving towards the leg of the dresser and pulling on a tiny knob, revealing a secret drawer of clothing.
"Nope, just remembering where this was." He snickered as he got dressed.
"That's cheating!" The dobie protested and stamped her foot.
"No. Its being prepared. I have a second drawer higher up if I was larger." Sero smirked. After different accidents and events in the lab, the collie always made sure to be prepared for situations where he had gotten shrunk, or grown.
The rest of the day, Sero began to learn it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. Going to the bathroom? Well, first you had to make sure you could walk there in time AND climb the toilet. Wanted something to eat and drink? Climbing into the cupboards and straining to open the fridge door, then climbing up shelves themselves to reach the food and drink was a chore. Sero made a note to start putting drinks on the lower shelves.
And even watching TV was a pain. Sero had apparently left the remote on the coffee table, not on the sofa, so in order to channel surf, he would have to either climb down and up the sofa and coffee table to change the channel each time, or try dragging the remove up the sofa. Neither was a promising idea, so he was stuck watching a remodeling show with Mud.
"Getting tired hon?" Mud leaned on him as they watched the show.
"Not even breaking a sweat." He lied. Never before had his muscles ached so badly or felt so tired. No wonder mud was always in shape.
"By the way, someone from the club will be over soon to pick me up for work. Want to come?"
Nubz was Mud's own personal dance club she had started up years before. It was actually a popular place where a lot of bands came to play and furs came to hang out. Unfortunately, it wasn't Sero's ideal place to be. Too much bumping and grinding against him as he would try to walk, and usually he had better things to do in his lab.
That was the other reason, too. There were a few furs who knew him and what he did in his lab, not to mention some might have been previous...volunteers. The worse part was, other than being shrunk today, he had promised her before that he would go at least once a month, which he committed today to.
"Sure, I said I would." He forced a smile and rubbed her shoulder.
About half an hour later, Mark, the green dragon night bartender, picked them up and took them to the club. There was already a line outside with the bull bodyguard checking Ids.
The music was loud as always with the DJ spinning tracks. Lights flashed as furs were on the dance floor, moving to the beats. Sero could already feel a headache starting. Mud, on the other hand, was nodding to the music.
"You two want something to drink?" Mark asked loudly over the music, taking his place behind the bar.
"Nah, I need to check on a few things first. Keep an eye on the pup." Mud giggled, pinching Sero on the rear once more as she climbed down the stool, disappearing into the crowd. Sero grumbled, rubbing his rear and sighing, leaning on the edge of the counter with his hands over his ears.
As time went on, he only felt worse being here. Too many other furs were staring at him and saying something to their friends. He finally got fed up and climbed down as well when Mark wasn't looking, going in search of Mud to get a ride home. This, however, started to not seem like a good idea as he made his way through the furs, dodging feet and legs. He didn't even have an idea where Mud was.
"Mud? Mud!" He tried calling out over the music and laughter, but it was no use. He lifted up his pants and kept looking.
Wait. Lifted up his pants?
The collie let his hand go, watching as the pants' leg went over his feet. His heart jumped into his throat as he quickly picked them up again, trying to make his way back to the bar. Something had gone wrong with the potion. He was shrinking even more now! His clothing was getting baggier once again, as it was getting harder to hold up the jeans. He finally gave up and abandoned them on the floor. Being nude was the least of his worries though, as the thudding of feet all around him drowned out even the music now. He yelped as a toe came crashing down, leaping to the side and being blown back just by the force. He quickly rolled to his feet, slipping from his shirt and running as another foot stepped just where he was.
He panted as he ran, dodging what he could, looking behind him as a pair of feet were coming right for him. He pushed his legs to run as fast as he could, hearing those heavy steps getting louder by the second. He closed his eyes and leaped to the side just in time as they crashed down, passing him. He yelped as he ran straight into another foot, feeling is shift from the contact. He gulped as he began to look up, unknowing what would happen. Be squished for looking like a bug? Taken as a hostage? He shuddered before realizing a brown paw scooped him up into the air.
"Mud?" He gasped at the end of a massive doberman nose as the female looked at him.
"What happened hon?" She peered closely at the inch tall collie, looking worried.
"I think the potion worked too well." Sero whined and ear-folded. Mud easily slipped him between her breasts as he murred and blushed.
"Told ya so hon. You couldn't take my size for a day."
"Yeah, you're right. I can take smaller." He snickered.