Mei / Camille Shrinking

Cryoshrinker Mei swung open the door to her lab and after a brief pause from confusion turned her gaze down, way down to spot the near-toddler sized visitor hanging out at well below waist level. "Oh! Hello there! When I put up the ad for volunteers I wasn't expecting to get a response from someone with... Experience in this field already!" To confirm what was already obvious Mei crouched down to meet the young woman at eye level before looking her dimunitive body up and down, taking in a little more than she should for someone who only just met her. "I'm correct, aren't I? Proportionally you appear just like an average height female, but to scale you're teeny! It's sooooo fascinating to meet someone else with an interest in shrinking technology! That's what you're here for, I take it? Come in, come in!" After gushing just a tad too hard over this complete stranger, the much larger and extremely curvy scientist stood back up to her full height and stepped deeper into the lab. She followed up with a gesture for the woman to follow her, but in a show of slight absentmindedness made no attempt to adjust her stride and walked at a brisk pace that could be considered a light run for someone so much shorter than herself.

Camille Beckett had been waiting on a little stool that had nevertheless been a climb for her, the flustered, pint-sized Camille, dressed in a pretty cozy child's extra-small shirt and shorts, the closest things she could find to basically resembling adult clothing. She'd been waiting for about a half hour, but...then again, she'd arrived early! This lab, she'd heard, was thoroughly studying bio-technology that focused on resizing objects, and...if nothing else, she'd vaguely wondered, in the back of her mind, what it could do for her. When the doors swung open, Camille's worried eyes widened, and her mouth curled into a warm smile, starting her little greeting of "H-hello-" only to be...overwhelmed. Mei was absolutely massive, a woman of extremely soft shape and physique that pressed her uniform's fibers to their limits...and she barely got a chance to get a word in edgewise as that lovely looming scientist leaned in to study her. ...Of course, when she started off further into the lab, Camille had to hop down, huffing as she scurried and scampered after Mei...taking two little jogging steps for every one of the larger woman's! "T-thank you so much for seeing me! I...u-um...oh gosh. A-actually, that's what I was coming to see you about, yeah! Shrinking..." She was a little too out of breath to get proper sentences out!

Cryoshrinker Mei strolled through thankfully just a short few corrifdors of the small private complex before heading to her main testing lab, keeping up casual conversation on the way without much thought as to why the weak voice coming from knee-level sounded so breathless. "Excellent! I am always so happy when people show interest in this technology. The applications are just so, so vast it's hard to even imagine! Please call me Mei. I saw your name on your application form, Camille; you don't mind me calling you Camille do you?" By the time those awkward attempts at small talk were finally over, the two were stood in a somewhat cramped room that looked like a combination of disorganized lab and messy living quarters with a large metal bench in front of them placed height enough for the surface to be just above the top of Camille's head. "Now I just need you to hope up and... Oh." Mei glanced down and realized what she was asking before trying to save face with an awkward giggle. "Ehehe, sorry." With an equally strained attempt at apologizing Mei bent down once again, this time leaning forward enough to treat the smaller woman to an impressive view [static.f-list.net] of the busty scientist's generous assets threatening to spill out of her tight tank top at any moment. "Well the ad did mention the chance of being handled as part of the experiment so... Up you go!" Without warning she reached under Camille's arms and hoisted her up in the air as if she were playing with a small child, then sat her down on the bench with a warm grin filled with innocence despite the sudden forwardness with her touching. "There! All comfortable? We should be ready to begin the test in just one moment. I hope you're ready!"

Camille Beckett By the time they arrived in the lab proper, Camille panted softly and nearly bent over double as she tried to catch her breath. Normally she wasn't this rushed along to get from place to place...honestly, very few other human beings seemed to pay much notice to her! But nevertheless, as she recovered, her eyes started to scan the room. Sure, there was...plenty of clutter. Mechanical parts, a few clothes here and there, a food container or two. She...momentarily wondered if Mei actually lived here, but immediately decided, with a blush, that she was too skittish to ask. "U-um, Camille is fine, and...oh!" She blinked. As Mei hefted down, it was impossible to miss just how perfectly and wonderfully shapely and curvaceous the scientist was. It was...almost baffling and embarrassing for Camille to internally admit that Mei was undoubtedly her sort of type...b-but, this wasn't the time! "I-it's okay, I can climb just fine, even if-" she began, giving a brief glance to the bench behind her...only to feel large palms and fingers sweep beneath her arms and lift her nigh weightlessly, until her little rump landed soundlessly on the smooth metal! ...For Camille, she couldn't help but look down. Already, she was only a few feet up, but the drop to the floor looked kind of substantial. Turning her attention to Mei again, she took a deep breath, trying to take in all of the imposing woman's physique, little hands folded in her lap. "A-ah, wait, we're already getting started? I mean, Miss Mei...or, wait, just Mei is fine? Um, Mei, should I be...doing anything?"

Cryoshrinker Mei was already opening up the sealed case, the only thing in the entire room that actually looked secure, and retrieving her prized device when she heard the nervous voice throwing more questions her way from behind her back. "Yep! All the primary setup is complete so this is just a standard field test. Mei is fine, Miss Mei sounds a little to professional for my tastes! And no, not at all. You just need to sit there and allow the shrinking to happen, easy right?" By the time she had finished answering Mei was back with a reassuring smile and her endothermic blaster held firmly in her hands. "I do need to give you some warnings first, nothing minor just what you can expect to happen. First, this may feel extremely cold for juuust a few seconds. That's the feeling of your body mass being converted into heat energy and lost to the atmosphere, which is what makes you shrink! And second, well... This one is kinda awkward to explain. You see the special thing about this kind of shrinking is that it works differently for just about everyone! And that means that I... Don't know how fast you'll shrink. D-don't worry though! I'll make sure to let go of the trigger before you get too small." Mei gave an inappropriate wink at the end of that not so reasurring statement and before Camille could even process her words long enough to formulate a response to all of that was already taking aim. "Okay then. Here goes!" She squeezed down on the trigger and immediately a pale blue mist fired from the nozzle to coat the woman in its icy embrace. Within just seconds her body was beginning to dwindle down in size until all of a sudden going into a major freefall that almost caused her to disappear entirely from how much it appeared out of nowhere. "Oh no!" Mei called out as she released her hold on the trigger as soon as she saw the drastic change before placing the device to one side and leaning over the table to see just how much her volunteer had shrunk.

Camille Beckett does blink a couple times in the process of trying to absorb all of that rapid information...wait, she could've sworn she'd come here to get her size 'issues' fixed, not worsened! Just trying to square what she'd heard with her personal expectations of the evening was taking all of her focus in the moment. "W-wait, this isn't exactly what I thought I'd signed up for..." Camille began...but, that was mere seconds before the nozzle hovered right before her eyes, framed by Mei's soft, shapely, view-swallowing physique. "O-oh gosh-" The sensations were -immediate-, all over, Camille felt herself shudder as that blue mist swept over and cover her, her little rump and skirt dragging along the metal as she was pulled ever smaller on the spot. It was almost insane, watching the room expand everywhere all around her nearly faster than she could properly perceive...! ...All until the world stopped spinning, and Camille was left grasping her arms around herself just to recollect some of her heat. "G-gods, that was so...c-chilly...w-wait...wha-" she began...only to slowly blink. ...A soft, tan mountain dipped down to roughly her level, right below an enormous pair of eyes, like moons in size, obscured slightly by the glimmer reflecting off of what felt like a hundred-foot-wall deep cliff of glass. ...With a swallow, the speck sized, half-millimeter tall Camille slowly stood up...a little dot, quite nearly, standing on that bench. "O-oh no. Oh gods, w-what...what just happened...?" she asked rhetorically, her voice quivering.

Cryoshrinker Mei's eyes darted in every direction as she desperately searched the flat, open surface of the table for any sign of her test subject. The fact that she wasn't able to spot her immediately suggested a grim result to just how potent that particular blast was and with that in-mind the bespectacled scientist tightened her focus to spot even a speck that looked out of place. She may appear careless at times, but moments like this she did actually have countermeasures in place for and it was thanks to the polished metal with not a single hint of dust that Mei was able to spot the insanely tiny Camille who could have easily been mistaken for a crumb in any other circumstance. "Camille, is that you?" She asked completely rhetorically in give her brain time to catch up on processing what her eyes were taking in. "Oh dear. The endothermic blaster is capable of working fast, but I have never seen it shrink someone THIS rapidly before! D-don't worry down there. I have a plan for all mishaps including this one. We just have to... To... Ooh~" Even at a whisper Mei's voice bellowed out like a steamy hurricane threatening to blow the incredibly shrunken woman away without warning, but even that was completely outshadowed by a sudden deep moan coming out of nowhere to fill the air around the puny speck with the low hum of its powerful vibrations.

"Mm, Camille. I feel, kinda strange." The focus of her gaze drifted off from where Camille stood and a second later Mei rose back to her full height, her hands suddenly gravitating towards her chest to take a firm hold of her sizable breasts. "I can't quite explain it, but it feels oddly warm. Oddly relaxing." Her fingers sunk into the two heaving mounds of pliant flesh and began to knead them in a circular pattern right above the half-millimeter sized woman just a few inches away. As Mei's movements sped up her tits seemed to begin swelling up by the second until the were spilling out even further in that constrictive tank top. For a moment it was nothing but the sounds of erotic moaning filling the lab, until suddenly a loud tearing noise broke the monotomy as her clothing reached its breaking point and those massively swollen things burst from from their tight prison, having grown to easily two, nearing three times their original size. Just as the first sound died down another bizarre din picked up, this time the sound of liquid thrashing and sloshing around that synced up perfectly with the now struggled movements of Mei continuing to brazenly bounce her oversized breasts around in her hands. "Mhmm~! What is happening to meeee~" She sounded distressed, but mostly aroused thanks to her self-touching combined with the insane changes taking place in her body. And as Mei's fingers took a hold on her nipples that had stiffened up into two lengthy nubs, a few drops of white liquid appeared at the tips to drop down on the desk below without her realizing.

Camille Beckett was taking some time to fully comprehend her new world surrounding her. ...There was, of course, the vast amounts of open, flat space all around her, an endless metal plane that seemed to go on for MILES, well beyond what her eyes could make out, in any given direction. Slight imperfections looked like deep distant gashes in the metal, and Camille stumbled back a few steps, nervous about just...standing on such an enormous, desolate plane. ...Or maybe it was Mei, a towering woman, her suit filled to the brim with a figure the tiny speck of a woman's mind rapidly spun in circles just trying to imagine what had been behind it. ...And, with a little flustered gulp, she realized she couldn't take in ALL of Mei at any given time. Her chest spanned her horizon, her carefully leaning face blotted out her sky, and even the light twitches of those eyes fixating on her were exaggerated. With a slow swallow, Camille cupped her little hands together, and tried shouting out as loud as her little voice could muster. "P-please tell me you -do- have a way to fix thi-" she began...only for that sudden, humid gust to knock her -clearly- back on her rump and scoot her back several relative feet, the little Camille only barely managing to catch herself on a little crack in the metal! ...And when she opened her eyes again once the accompanying booming voice had swept past her...she chewed her lower lip, blushing wildly. Mei's outfit had been replaced with a view of enormous hands, fingers the size of skyscrapers each, fighting and sinking deep into an expanding, powerful shelf of jiggly flesh, which Camille took a few seconds to realize were her breasts...even MORE exaggerated, and now bare, than they had been a minute before. "U-uhm, oh god. M-mei? Mei, are you alright? O-oh goooosh....!" She squeaked, pushing to her feet and trying to scamper away as massive balls of creamy, white liquid came down like falling lakes, each droplet hitting the surface of her bench landscape like a small quake! A lot of them fell so close that Camille had to literally duck her head to avoid a sweeping wave of liquid rushing past her, threatening to catch her up...but, even as fast as she was running, the tiny girl hadn't even cleared a full inch of that desk...

Cryoshrinker Mei let out several sharp gasps between her bouts of moaning brought out through a combination of sudden massive expansion and her own relentless touching and after roughly a minute or so was finally able to pull herself together enough to realize what was going on. By that point her breathing had escalated to heavy panting, which was a silver lining to the fact that she was no longer looking down on Camille since those tremendous gusts would have swept her away in an instant. Much more importantly however was the increased flow of near-uncomfortably warm milk coming from her breasts that cascaded down onto the table create the simulated sound of heavy rainfall on a tin roof. Just the sight of this combined with the knowledge that there was a speck-sized woman caught up in that milky storm who was meant to be in her care was enough to overpower Mei's arousal and put her back into serious scientist mode long enough to try and combat this rising problem. "O-okay, Camille! I think I can deal with this problem, just... Hang tight for a moment!" The first step was containment because even if she wasn't constantly rubbing at her oversized breasts they were still dripping milk at an alarming rate and in desperation she whipped around with enough force to send her two wrecking balls flying through the air, the immense weight throwing off her center of gravity almost enough to send her hurtling into the table for what would easily have been a deadily double meteor strike on the one shrunken resident on its vast metal surface. A few more seconds and a few more large droplets wetting the area and Mei managed to grab a large bowl with two hands that she heaved onto the bench with an Earth-shaking slam. "Whew! Now that that is under control I'll make sure to keep you safe, Camille." Mei looked back down to where she last remembered seeing that near-microscopic cutie and blinked twice at the sight of nothing but pooled up milk in the area. "Camillle?" She swore she had kept one eye on her the entire time! All the way up until the moment she dropped that heavy bowl onto the desk and... Oh no. Mei looked into the bowl to see a familiar looking pinprick near enough perfecly in the center, who must have been accidentally launched inside from the sudden lurch of the 'ground' beneath her feet. It was right when she started reaching out to pluck her up from that new prison that disaster struck in the form of a burning itch in both nipples that immediately drew in her attention, and her hands. "Haa~! O-oh my... C-Camille I'm sorry, but you need to try and hold out by yourself. I can't hold it back any... Mmf... More!" Mei's hands were back on her swollen udders, which by now had grown immense at roughly four times their former size and completely filled the scientists armspan as she did everything in her power to ease the desperation in her flushed nipples, which were now releasing their contents without holding back to unleash a tidal wave of hot cream into the awaiting dish. "I... I hope you're a good swimmer at least~" She muttered out, sounding half sympathetic and half dreamily engrossed in her own arousal before going back to orchestrating this cataclysmic event with her lustful moaning.

Camille Beckett could feel every last breath as a heavy, humid windstorm at her back, but no matter how quickly she worked her tiny little legs, she simply couldn't outrun the torrent of milk spilling forth from those massive milk volcanoes, rumbling and splashing more droplets down around her by the second! Luckily, she had managed to outrun the most precarious of drops, but it wasn't until the ground beneath her feet, that smooth metal, rumbled and LURCHED underneath her puny feet that...Camille just finally and suddenly felt gravity ignore her, and with wide eyes and a sharp squeak, she was tossed backwards, immediately splashing -deep- into a thick, heavy pool of warm whiteness! ...From there, everything was a wild torrent that she struggled to swim against. Quite luckily, Camille -was- a pretty good swimmer, enough to at least keep herself somewhat upright, even as enormous waves seemed to sweep her backwards...but, really, it was impossible to fight the current. She was swept in reverse, then felt her body tumble into a free fall, briefly catching a glimpse of sheer walls of glistening, pale tits, before...! ...-plop~!- ...Camille found herself floating on her back, sputtering and panting, in an endless ocean of white, able, just barely, to see the glint of Mei's glasses past those twin planets eclipsing her view. Where was she...a bowl? Some sort of container, the way the 'waves' were washing her up and down...and up and down...and... "W-what's that...rumble?" Camille muttered weakly...before her whole world turned white~ She was simply washed, flooded by three...four...six??...times the amount of milk all of the sudden, her own size turned rich, creamy dairy pouring freely from Mei's massively overswollen, jiggling tits~! ...And she couldn't even tell where she was anymore, futilly splashing amidst all that rich cream. She'd...likely just been washed clear away, stuck in the center of that bowl, or poured out into one of MANY massive puddles spilled out across the floor~ ...It'd...probably take hours to find her, for sure. When the milk stopped, of course...~!

Cryoshrinker Mei continued to grope, squeeze, knead and toy with those gigantic milk-filled balloons hanging heavily from her chest as the unrestrained sounds of her ecstacy completely filled the tiny labspace. For those blissful moments Camille didn't exist at all in her head, just like she wouldn't exist in the head of anyone who laid eyes on her to mistake that vastly shrunken human for nothing but a speck of dirt in her current hopeless state. While Mei's focus did return to the bowl as it continued to fill up with what had to be near enough gallons of her own milk, her mind was on nothing but the arousal seeing such an immense batch of high quality dairy her body produced in so little time and a desire to keep pouring more of it from her sloshing breasts until she was free of every last drop. Her mouth hung agape and her tongue flopped idly down her chin and with one final squeeze that brought out yet another gasp the cow-titted scientist was finally free of all that built up cream, leaving her sore breasts free of nothing but supple fat jiggling in relief. "Haah! That was... Amazing!" Mei said out loud with a sigh of deep satisfaction and just at the moment when she might have been sobered enough to think of the potential peril her tiny little volunteer was going through, another ominous sound filled the room.

Grrrrrwwl~! A low growl erupted from Mei's stomach in protest of its utter emptiness and the woman suddenly lightheaded as she swayed back and forth on the spot. Clearly having her body suddenly get put through such a rigorous round of milking was a real calorie burner because right now she was starving! So hungry in-fact that she was desperate to take in just about any form of sustenance on-hand, which coincidentally enough happened to be the drum-sized bowl of warm, rich and certainly high calorie milk she had just produced. At first even considering drinking something like that was preposterous, but a tingle between her legs sparked her curious side and with a quick lick of her lips Mei found herself gravitating towards that huge dish. She took things incredibly slow, wincing slightly on the approach and opening her mouth to poke out an inquisitive tongue that just barely prodded the surface of the still moving liquid, to which she suddenly found her eyes snapping open with utter shock at the taste. "Delicious!" Was all Mei said before going right back in for more, this time slurping away at the party-sized serving without a moment's consideration for table manners. Even that wasn't enough to satisfy her insatiable appetite, and with the apparent strength of a bull to match her cowlike milk production she hoisted up the entire bowl and began pouring its contents in her mouth, gulping down mouthful after greedy mouthful until her belly was soon bulging out and sloshing almost as loud as her chest had been just moments earlier, but even she showed zero signs of stopping or slowing down.

Camille Beckett still found herself immersed in that sea of white, only finally starting to gather the energy to move again. It was weird; she was -definitely- what felt like miles deep in an ocean of milk, but her lungs...really, her body as a whole, wasn't really fighting or demanding any air from her. Was it a weird quirk of her shrinking? Who could say? ...Regardless, as Camille tried her best to swim in a direction, -any- direction, she became vaguely aware of the rumbles outside and around her, the slight jostles to the bowl that sent little currents to shove her minute figure around with ease. Her clothes were heavy around her body, a fact that, if nothing else, made her sheepishly tug out of her shirt and shorts to keep her movement more readily free! ...But, even that wasn't enough to stop the sudden shift in gravity, Camille blinking as all that milk started to flow in a single direction...and tug her -straight- towards what she had no idea was Mei's open, ravenous maw. Futile splashing may have pushed her back an inch or so, relative to her insignificant size, but she might as well have been an ant fighting against a garden hose...something that felt a little too real to imagine at the moment. But it was only when the flow picked up that Camille felt herself pushed up, and out, over the lip of that large, milk-covered bowl, tumbling, with a squeak, into a wild and spinning free-fall! ...Here she could see the massive confines of the lab again, walls and furniture too distant to make out as much more than a blurry backdrop. ...But, rapidly approaching beneath her, or rather, her body tumbling briskly downwards towards it, Camille finally realized she was tumbling straight towards the greedy scientist's puffy lips. ...Her eyes, massive behind foggy glasses, looked lost in bliss and need, and in those few fateful seconds, Camille realized she wasn't even being properly thought about, considered. Had she...ceased to exist in Mei's mind? Was she little more than a tiny bug, an amoeba to her anymore? ...Oh gods, that open maw below her, glimpses of hungry pink flesh waiting to take her in, guzzle her down...was she going to get eaten? "N-nonononono...!" Camille squeaked frantically, trying to flail in the air while she spun and fell for what felt like an eternity...before...*plop*~! ...Camille found herself laying on her back, her petite chest down coated in a thin, yet -deep- layer of saliva keeping her wedged in place, even as her back felt itself sinking into pillowy flesh, microwrinkles tickling her underwear-clad form. ...She huffed, panted, laid with her arms outspread, stuck in place, as a massive waterfall of milk fell around her...an enormous droplet, every now and then, bouncing free from the torrent, but missing her by just a hair. ...Had she...made it? Safely...?

Cryoshrinker Mei was oblivious to everying but her own voracious desire to pack her already stuffed gut with milk, exceeding its capacity by far and continuing to down the hot cream until her belly resembled a massive bulging orb [static.f-list.net] taut with sloshing liquids and heavy enough to force the gluttonous scientist to a seated position right there on the lab floor. Eventually that massive payload disappeared down her throat with one last gulp and she was left satisfied and near enough completely spent from such a forced act of stuffing herself with that much irresistibly sweet milk, which had came from her body and was now back in there gurgling away in her disgestive system as she gave that huge ball a few gentle pats of appreciation for its hard work enduring such a trial. Just like any hearty helping of milk Mei was left with a prominent 'stache of the pale nectar right across her upper lip and already started on dealing with it with a slow, lengthy swipe of her tongue to savor that final drop until a strange sensation snapped her out of it.

It was insignifiicant, near impossible to notice at first, but thanks to the surface of the lips being so sensitive to touch Mei was able to pick up on the faintest feeling of movement against the soft surface dampened with both her saliva and her makeshift meal. Just before scooping it up with her tongue she stopped to investigate with her finger at first, and after a gentle prod something stuck to her finger and the scientist had to use her free hand to adjust her glasses at the bizarre encounter happening right before her eyes. "Camille?!" Mei couldn't believe it. At half a millimeter tall and trapped in these kinds of circumstances made this meeting a probability nightmare, but there she was right before her eyes! That brief period of arousal-addled mindlessness made this feel like meeting her all over again, which thankfully would go without a sudden interruption relating to one of their biology undergoing a sudden and massive shift. With her eyes crossed to focus on the speck of a woman stood atop her fingertip, Mei could only smile in relief as the guilt of this being entirely her fault had not quite settled in yet. "I'm so glad you're safe! You had me so worried for a while there, Camille!"

Camille Beckett was left to watch the last remains of that milk torrent tumbling past Mei's ravenous lips to somewhere beneath her, finally getting the opportunity to catch her breath...so to speak. She still didn't feel the need to breathe, even out in the open air. It really was more like a subconscious reaction, really! Still, she was stuck in place, waiting for those warm, hot breaths to calm...before the ground beneath her started to rumble again. All it took was for Camille to twist her head, exhausted eyes watching that shelf of bumpy, soft flesh roll towards her, Mei's tongue coming to collect the last vestiges of milk from around the corners of her maw! Camille wasn't even upset or frightened this time. She simply sighed, a deep breath in and out, as it rapidly approached. "Of course, I can't get out of this one either. ...At least, if I'm gonna get eaten, it's by someone cu-"

Her tiny voice is cut off as she's bulldozed, momentarily, encased in darkness and more of that saliva. She feels gravity, or rather fluid dynamics shift, pushing her from the puffy surface of that lip until her arms are able to wrap around and clutch a small hill of a taste bud along Mei's sheer expanse of a tongue, dimly lit by little bits of light pouring between those pursed lips! ...But instead of being pulled into that darkness, she groans, feeling her whole body instead get smushed back down as some other soft surface collapsed down upon her...and once more, she found her world tossed and spun in circles, and her little body lifted back into the light. ...Once everything stopped spinning, her eyes finally got to focus...on those same giant eyes that had seen her go from a shrimpy pipsqueak of a woman to a literal speck, a dot now stuck firmly to the canyon-covered wall of that enormous fingertip, facing outwards. ...Gosh, all she could do was lightly free one of her arms from that blanket of saliva and meekly wave, her cheeks bright. "H-how did...? ...I-is it all over...? M-mmh, oh gods, my head's spinning..." she groans to herself, trying to regain her bearings! ...After all, in the course of ten minutes, she'd been reduced to a speck, washed away with milk not just once, but twice, nearly eaten ALSO twice, and...well, that brought her to here, hovering millions of feet above the ground just gazing whistfully at the cute, cosmically massive scientist...and, well, she didn't even bother to look down. She knew there was a sheer mind-breaking bosom below, weighted atop a massively overstuffed milk-filled tummy~ "C-can you...fix this?"

Cryoshrinker Mei's smile grew wider when she witnessed her adorably tiny lab partner wave up from her perch atop a comparatively massive fingertip and she almost felt the urge to wave back before listening to common sense tell her that it would probably be best to avoid any unnecessary sudden movements, proving that at times she was capable of acting like a professional when it comes to handling people of a very, very fragile stature. She did her best to strain her ears and pick up on the near-inaudible voice calling up from just a couple of inches away and after feeling a pang of genuine concern of the apparent pain and discomfort Camille was feeling right now, allowed her expression to shift into one that accurately portrayed her own relief at the question she knew she would be able to answer positively. "Yes, of course! The endothermic blaster stores the heat energy it absorbs, meaning it can... Oh." That one "Oh" said enough and was only accentuated even further by Mei's upper body suddenly drooping when she turned her head around to glance at her precious shrinking device. A slight whimper was followed by about thirty seconds of complete, awkward silence until she turned her head back around and sheepishly muttered more words to seal the grim reality of the shift in mood. "There may be a problem."

Another period of silence as Mei gathered her thoughts was broken when she followed up with her explanation. "It is indeed true that the device stores the energy it takes in, however there can be issues with the stability that result in discharges causing certain... Side effects. I think you'll understand what I mean by that now, right?" Not exactly known for her tact the bloated scientist decided the best way to convery her words would be to show her and as she leaned back in her seated position she gently placed Camille down onto the bulging round hill that was her belly. "I am so sincerely sorry, Camille, but your mass seems to have been converted into milk, which I happened to..." Mei couldn't maintain eye contact and tore her gaze away as she muttered the final few words. "...Drink all of it." And with that Mei confirmed the terrible mistake that would doom Camille to a permanent life as a speck, for the precious energy unique to her and her alone was now loudly sloshing around right beneath her feet as it was processed into nothing but nutrients to fuel the gluttonous woman who reduced her to this size in the first place. She may have initially believed to have escaped being eaten by Mei, but statistically that proved to be a falsehood since she had just lost 99.94% of her previous body mass to that churning stomach.