TF (goo, melting, shrinking)

Emily lay back with a sigh. The entire weekend stretched before her. And she had absolutely nothing to do.

Normally she'd be busy with her boyfriend Dan, but he was off at some exhibition, manning a booth for the music store he worked at. He wouldn't be back until Sunday night.

Her best friend, Dan's sister Lily, was also away. Her other best friend, Milly, was working.

Which made for a very bored Emily.

Which made for a very dangerous Emily.

The obvious solution was to take some goo serum, transform her body into jelly, and have a wonderful adventure. She was still working her way through the experimental serums Goo Labs had sent her for beta testing, or, as she called it, "being your number one guinea pig".

She was trying to ration herself. She'd almost worked her way through a third of the testers, and it wasn't like she knew when she was getting more. Goo Labs just didn't work that way. The last couple of times she'd tried to log on online, their website had been missing. Maybe it would reappear; maybe it wouldn't.

Did she really need a goo serum today?

She tried to occupy herself. She did her washing. She had a bath. She shaved her legs.

But when she came back into the living room, wrapped in a towel, the little box of serums lay on the table. Calling to her.

"Take me, Emily! Take me! Become a goo girl! Have a wonderful time!" they seemed to call.

What the hell. When goo serum started calling your name, it was time to give in gracefully.

Shrugging off the towel, Emily sat down and opened the box.

She rifled through the box. The vials of super liquifier were tempting ... but she had something big planned for them.

The twinning goo? Also tempting. The idea of using them to split her goo form in two - in effect, creating two Emilys - was very appealing.

Then she found the little envelope of hardeners.

She'd used a hardener before. When she transformed into goo, the hardeners had the effect of making her jelly form denser, in effect shrinking her body. The last time she'd used them, she had become a human racquet ball. She giggled at the memory.

How little had she been? Enough to fit in Dan's palm. She opened the envelope. There were six little vials inside. Each increased in
strength.

Emily began to feel a little weak at the knees. Using these serums, she could shrink herself even smaller.

It seemed like just the thing for a boring Saturday.

She quickly went into the bedroom and raided her bedside table. Most goo serums could be drunk; the hardeners, on the other hand, had to be injected into fat. It wasn't her favourite thing to do, but the end results were so worth it.

Returning to the living room, Emily loaded one of the vials into her epi-pen. She screwed up her face. "Here goes!" she thought, plunging the needle into her side boob.

Almost instantly she began to feel the tingly sensation that heralded a change. There was a full-length mirror in the room, placed there
just so she could watch her changes. That's where Emily now stationed herself.

"It's working, it's working!" she said with glee. Her body was beginning to change colour, from her usual pink to a milky white. She
held up her arm and watched as it wobbled like a jelly. She would never take this for granted.

And her goo form began to break down. As it did, instead of turning her into a formless blob, it drew in on itself. Emily watched as she seemed to fold into her body, getting smaller and smaller ... Until she was a vaguely ball-like shape.

How small was she? If the last time she'd tried this she had been about the size of a racquet ball, this time she was a marble.

"Ooh!" she thought. "I'm tiny! I can hide away anywhere!"

Shrinking hadn't made her helpless. It made her ... sneaky? She felt powerful. Who, after all, would pay attention to a tiny ball of goo?
No one would know she was actually a human girl who had just happened to subject her body to some crazy transformation. The things she would overhear!

Emily wondered if she could move herself. She was almost round, after all. Experimentally she rolled herself across the floor. Success!

Her cat, Bastard, walked into the room. Emily decided to have some fun, and began to roll herself around in front of him, taunting him.
Chase me, you flea-bitten thing! she thought.

Bastard, though, was too damned lazy and too damned jaded to take the bait. He simply jumped up on the sofa and was asleep in seconds.

Shrinking is cool! Emily thought. Then she remembered there were five vials left ... and they all doubled in strength.

Mentally she decided to restore herself, her human form exploding out of the tiny goo ball. She walked back to the other vials. She loaded the second vial and injected herself.

Her body went through the same process, shrinking down. Emily found herself lying on the floor. The ceiling looked several miles away.

How tiny was she now? Emily surmised she would be no larger than the head of a pin.

She lay on the floor for a while, basking in her new tininess. Then a thought struck her. If the second vial made her as small as a pinhead ... how much smaller would the sixth vial make her?

God, she had to try it. Popping back into existence, Emily ran to load the very last vial in the envelope.

"Here's your brave explorer, the incredible shrinking goo girl," she announced to the world as she injected herself with the serum.

Bastard opened one eye and went back to sleep.

The change came again, and then her goo form began to shrink again, going down and down and down ...

As she dwindled past her previous size, things began to get mighty unfamiliar. Objects like the coffee table took on surreal aspects. The leg of the table was a mighty wall stretching for miles. The knots in
the floorboards were moon-like terrains.

And then she began to float. With s start Emily realised she was so tiny, gravity had no effect on her. She was flying in the air like a
tiny particle of dust.

She must be microscopic! Imagine that! She, Emily, had become something too small to be seen with the eye! An infinitely tiny ball
of goo. Good thing Dan wasn't there - he could have breathed her in by mistake.

On the other hand, wouldn't that be amazing! Floating into her boyfriend's lungs, travelling around his body. Imagine travelling in
Dan's bloodstream, or riding on his sperm ...

Well, imagine it was all she could do. For now. Probably best not to tell him about this fantasy. Might freak the poor dear out.

For an hour or more, Emily simply sailed through the air in the living room. It wasn't until the phone began to ring that she sighed and changed back to her human form.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hey babe, it's Dan."

"Hey lover! How are you doing?"

"Things are pretty hectic here, but it's been good. How are you? Bored?"

"Well," Emily said with a grin, "it's actually been a pretty interesting day."

And she had all Sunday to go too.