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Chapter 10: Shrunken

Tohru clawed at her face in hysteric, screaming at the top of her lungs. "W-Why am I naked?" she gasped, stumbling back. "W-Who did this, what happened?"

She was confused, that was for sure. "I don't understand this at all!" she exclaimed, backing into the wall made of fabric. "What to do, what to do." She mumbled raking a hand through her tangled hair.

'What is the most sensible thing to do?' a voice whispered.

Tohru placed a hand to her head to think. "...I-I need to cover up!" she nodded, taking a sudden tumble and crashing into a pile of giant confetti.

The paper felt heavy, holding her in place with their multi-coloured corners. Her hands fumbled around tugging at the confetti to relieve herself of the weight. Once standing she clambered over to the wall of fabric, gripping the material with white knuckles. Her eyes roamed over its texture and she considered an option.

"Here goes," she huffed and yanked on the fabric, pushing all of her energy into the pull. There was a sound of a tear before a fraction of the material ripped from the wall, knocking her back from the force of the snap.

The material was a familiar peach, paling in comparison to her skin. "Even the texture is the same," she breathed, taking a step back. Angling her position Tohru gazed at the wall of fabric, finding something entirely different.

The wall wasn't a wall, but a dress. Her dress. "...D-Did I shrink?"

It would explain the sudden change in size of the room and furniture. But was it possible? She shook her head. "I guess this is a dream." Then it's possible to imagine a new set of clothes, right?

Holding her breath Tohru closed her eyes and pictured a replica of her overgrown dress, memorizing a much smaller size to fit her tiny form.

She opened her eyes and looked down. She was still naked. "It didn't work..." she loosened her hold on the fabric, glancing down. "O-Oh!"

She held the fabric back up, finding a dress in its place. But it wasn't the one she had imagined.

The dress was tight-fitting at the top with white lace and puffy sleeves. It puffed out at the waist, creating a circular hoop of blue. One thing that stuck out as odd was the white apron laced into the bottom half, holding a single black heart in the corner. She wished for her previous dress.

Taking no chances, Tohru slipped the dress on and rushed towards the door before the falling paper filled it up completely.

Posting Date: 20th May 2014

Words: 445

Symm: I have an interview at the college I've applied for tomorrow and I'm kind of getting nervous. I have to take my art work up because one of the classes I want to take is art. I'm so nervous! o(0.0)o It's only a two year course though so it shouldn't be that bad.

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Thank you for reviewing Minzy. To answer your question yes, I've re-written the chapters and am uploading them as I go along. I'm doing it with all my stories since I'm trying to get better at writing ;) Sorry about that, this was the first one I decided to edit! I'm trying to add romance in too to make it better!