Cathy has to train new Fredricks Fancy employees, but she is not happy about it.  On top of it they are all taller than her and she hates it.  If only there was a way to bring them down to her size, oh wait there is.  (This story is currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on May 21st.  This was also the Patreon voted story for the month.)

Andrew shrugged his shoulders. “Just about how this company is trying to cover up changing people in size.”

             “Enough.” Cathy threw up her arms and walked towards the door. “There is nothing that is being covered up here. I need to get some things out of the next room for your training session. I will be right back.”

             She walked through the door and slammed it behind her. “God.” Cathy shook her head. “What is with these people.” She made her way over to the storage room. “I can’t believe that I am supposed to train a bunch of people who think this company is only about altering people’s size.” She sighed as she picked up a few pamphlets. “I mean, sure, it does happen, but that isn’t anything these people need to know about.” Cathy shuddered. “I still can’t believe that the company has been experimenting with size-changing technology, so why would I tell people who might be gone tomorrow about this.”

             Cathy noticed a vial on the ground. “What is this?” She picked it up. “It is one of the shrinking vials from the experimental department. How did this get here?”

             “Hey, where did you get off to Cathy? Can you hurry back so we can get our work started?”

             She gripped the bottle in her hands.  If they want to know about this company’s size-changing policies so bad, I will show it to them. Besides, I am sick and tired of people being so much taller than me. Why oh why does everyone have to be fucking a foot or more taller than me. It isn’t fair.  She looked at the bottle.  It is time that they knew what being small really meant.  Cathy giggled and slid the vial into her pocket.