Standing naked before the mirror, you examine yourself for several minutes. There's something wrong about this picture, you think. For a moment it's on the tip of your tounge. Then for a second you are distracted by the weight on your chest. Concentrating in front of the mirror, you think how nice it would be for your breasts to be smaller. Within a few seconds you feel them start to get lighter, and the the visual evidence shows them shrinking to normal sized, comfortable C cups rather than the monstrosities they were. You think how nice it would be to be just a couple inches shorter. And so you shrink, a smile on your face.
As you look into the mirror you catch sight of your reflection. As you start to stare, the image in front of you seems to take on a hypnotic quality, and you shiver, as the eyes seem to bore into your very soul. There was something important I was going to fix. Staring into the mirror, you think---
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