Michelle and Sarah were stunned. As Beth’s bikini slid further down her chest, neither of them wanted to believe what they were seeing.
“What are we going to do?” Sarah asked frantically, “Can we go back up the river to the car and get her to a hospital?”
Michelle shook her head, “I don’t think so. The river’s current would slow us down so much that it would take hours to get back,” she glanced over at Beth, “and I don’t think we’ve got hours.”
Tears were streaming down Beth’s face as she looked at herself. By now she was able to fit easily in the middle of the raft. She could still touch the sides, but if this continued, she knew that it wouldn’t be long before the raft became gigantic to her. “What if we got to the side of the river and hiked back to the car? Wouldn’t that be faster?”
Sarah glanced at the banks of the river, which had widened as they had floated along for the last hour or so. They were in the middle of the river, and the banks were steep and filled with thick trees. “I don’t think so, not until we get to the open portion at least.”
Beth looked up, feeling smaller than she’d ever felt before, “How long before we reach the open portion?”
Sarah pulled the Tubing Adventures guide map from the side of the raft and opened it up. After looking at some landmarks, she concluded, “About half an hour at least.”
Beth moaned in disbelief, “By then I’ll be even smaller. Ooooh!” Sarah and Michelle were startled by Beth’s moan. It seemed that when she shrank, she was aroused, and as they watched, Beth closed her eyes and hugged herself as she dwindled a little further. The other strap of her bikini top slipped off her shoulder, exposing her breasts completely as the bikini slipped down to her waist. “Dammit!” She cried in frustration, “If it wasn’t for the fact that I’m shrinking, I’d almost enjoy this.”
Michelle looked quizzically at Beth, “You mean it arouses you?”
“Hell yes!” she replied, trying to pull the bikini up enough to cover herself, at least a little bit. “I don’t know why this is happening, but I’d almost think that I was being fondled or something. Its like little hands touching me all over when I shrink. Especially . . .” she glanced down and covered her privates.
Sarah and Michelle both blushed a little and smiled, surprised at Beth’s candidness in the middle of her predicament.
“So what do we do?” Michelle asked, suddenly feeling a tingling sensation run through her body. She rubbed herself, thinking that it was a chill.
Sarah sighed, “I guess we’ve got to wait until we get to the open portion of the river and then get off at the bank.” She glanced over at Beth, “I’m sorry, Beth. I wish there was something else we could do.”
Beth shrugged sadly, realizing that she was stuck with this. “It’s not your fault, Sarah. It’s the only thing we can do.” She smiled, “Thanks.”
“For what?” Sarah asked in confusion.
“For doing whatever you could.”
“Oh no!” Michelle cried, causing Sarah and Beth to glance over at Michelle to see what was wrong. They both gasped as they watched Michelle dwindle too, her swimsuit quickly bunching up around her breasts and stomach. Her feet slide over the top and into the middle of the raft. In moments, she went from being five foot, six inches, to just over five feet tall. She groaned in ecstasy, closing her eyes and rubbing herself in enjoyment, her shrink much faster than Beth’s. Sarah and Beth stared in disbelief until Michelle stopped shrinking.
Michelle opened her eyes and looked around as if coming out of a trance, “Shit. No!” She covered her mouth and tears formed in her eyes. Her headphones, which had sat on top of her head, after she got back into the raft, slipped off and fell into the water. Michelle reached out and grabbed them, but not before they got soaked. In doing so, the right strap on her suit slipped down her arm.
“Oh no, this can’t be happening!” Michelle began to cry. Beth, realizing how Michelle was feeling paddled over to Michelle’s raft, tied her raft to it, and jumped in with Michelle. Michelle looked up Beth, who had decided to forget trying to keep the bikini on. She sat down beside Michelle and hugged her, and they both cried.
Sarah paddled over, tied her raft to theirs and reached over to hold their hands. She was crying too, and for a minute, they all hugged each other and vented their emotions.
Michelle looked over at Sarah, “Why’d you tie your raft to ours?”
Sarah lowered her eyes, “Because I don’t know why you two are shrinking, but I’ve got a funny feeling that I might be joining you if this keeps going the way its going. Better to do it now than later.” She looked around and then jumped over the side of the raft.
Beth leaned over the side, “What are you doing?!?”
Sarah grabbed the side of her raft and started dragging the three rafts along, “Well, I figure that I might be able to pull us faster than the current will pull us. That might save some time and let us get back to the car before you two are so small that you’re giving everyone a peep show on the side of the road.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me. I’d jump out and help, but I’m afraid that this shrinking could be unpredictable. The next thing I know, I may be half this size and drowning in four feet of water.” Beth commented.
Michelle leaned over the side and began paddling, “At least if we paddle inside the raft, it would make it easier for you to pull us.”
“Good idea, Michelle.” Sarah replied as she began to pull.
About fifty yards upstream, a young man dressed in camouflage spied the three girls through his binoculars. “Tracker Two to base. It appears that the formula has affected two of the three girls. The third is still unaffected and is pulling the rafts along.”
For a moment there was silence, and then, “Tracker Two, you are advised to follow the targets. Do not, repeat, do not allow yourself to be detected. As long as the third girl is in the water, we cannot spray her. It requires fifty percent body exposure or more. If she’s in the water, there is no way that the formula will work.”
He nodded, “Copy that. What about the other two girls?”
Silence for a moment, “What are their current conditions?”
He pulled out a special detection device and aimed it at Beth, who was leaning against the side of the raft facing towards him, “Asian girl is currently four feet, five inches. The formula should start to accelerate within the next ten minutes.”
“And the second girl?”
It took a minute, but Michelle moved into his sight as she reached for something to eat, “Girl number two is currently five feet tall.” He looked again, and watched through the viewfinder as Michelle entered the effects of another shrink. He couldn’t hear her, but he could see that it was an intense effect, “Correction, subject two is . . .” Michelle dwindled further, the other strap of her swimsuit now falling off her shoulder. “Subject two is now four feet, eight inches.” Damn, he thought, that formula is working fast.
“Copy that, Tracker Two. Continue to observe and report back.”
“Roger that.” He thumbed the mike off and stared at Michelle. She was frantic, now almost the same height as Beth. She was crying again, and Beth was consoling her as best she could. Sarah, the girl in the water, looked up with worry at her friend, but continued to pull them along until they passed near him. Tracker Two remained silent and motionless as they floated by; the sounds of Michelle’s crying could be heard over the sounds of the river.