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Hello, regular sized bed. Good to see you, fresh change of clothes.

And now I can eat regular sized meals.

I think I love this place.

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Sacrificed sheep.

That'd be hilarious if it wasn't actually an option.

Relax, Buffy, Andrew just took me to see his employerwomanperson.

That timewitchthingy?

If you sold her your soul or something...

Uuuhm, no. Just my ability to grow.

Which. Already all grown.

Oh well. I'm sure you made that decision wisely and took into account that that could very well extend to your growing of new skin, hair, nails, what-have-you.

Well, I have that shiny Key magical ball thing going and I figure it's fairly self-preserving.

When Will gets here she's giving you a proper examination. Full of needles and uncomfortable itchy incantations.

...

No needles.

Thousands of them. The big kind.

... Will wouldn't. Will doesn't even use needles.

Oh she will for this.

Will's not a sadist.

They're needles for science. Thus no sadism.

But she's no-

You'd think you didn't want me to be normal sized.

I'm just worried about what might happen.

You always worry. Just think of it like this: I was a giantess, now I'm not. Win/win.

We'll see.

Pessimist.

You know it.

Don't worry, Miss Summers. It won't impair her healing.

Well that's a plus.

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