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You didn’t expect the experimental serum to work… but now you’re barely the size of a figurine in her hand. Miss Nancy finds you like this—small, vulnerable, and completely at her mercy. At first, she’s sympathetic, amused even… but it doesn’t take long before curiosity turns into something more dangerous. She leans in closer, her voice soft and teasing, reminding you how powerless you are now. Every movement feels massive. Every glance from her feels like ownership. What starts as reassurance quickly becomes a private game—one she insists stays just between the two of you. You wanted confidence? Now you’ll learn what it really means to be seen… and handled.