Learning a Lesson Part 2 (Patreon)

Ugh. Maisie's head was swimming.

Maybe it wasn't the food. Maybe it was that margarita? A pang of anxiety spiked in the girl as she thought of her date - Maisie had recommended the restaurant. What if they both got food poisoning? That wasn't a good look...

She took a breath. Phew. It felt like the wooziness was leaving. That was a relief.

When she got home, she'd be sure to text her date and send some enthusiasm their way, and...

Wait.

Sudden onset of light-headedness. Dizziness. Lack of focus. However, all those symptoms would pass within a moment.

Maisie remembered. The scientists behind that drug said those were the symptoms that would indicate...

The girl's focused was stripped away. Suddenly aware of her dress sinking lower on her chest!

...that would indicate when a size reduction was about to take place!

Her terrible deduction was punctuated by the dress tumbling down her breasts!

"Shit!" Her voice pierced the quiet environs. The woman's hands slapped to her body, trying to keep her outfit in some semblance of order.

Her eyes darted downwards; her daring attire had sat precariously on her when it fit her perfectly. The minor reduction in size quickly rendered modesty impossible!

Panic set in. Fear took hold. Anger boiled. 

Those idiots said it wouldn't take place until the evening!

Despite her protestations, her dress stubbornly refused to find purchase on her shrinking body.

This wasn't good!