《Prankster》Prank 23: Size matters
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Today was a big day, or at least big enough to be of note. Valentina Santiago had a meeting to deliver the improved TBRES to the military and hopefully after a short testing period, they would place a big order, so she could pay for the expansion of her businesses. But first, everything had an order, so Penny began with her morning routine. After learning all the new martial arts, sword and other weapon forms, she included the katas in her routine, which increased its length by about an hour, but in the end it was worth it. Or it would be, when it started showing results.
Later in the day, Penny finished fabricating the improved TBRES, with a last minute addition of a back camera monitored by an elementary AI that would project the feed to the glasses. Next she fabricated a pair of new briefcases, because the last ones were still with the military to whom she gave them to, and packed the TBRES in the first and a repair kit in the other. The military was very rude, not returning the briefcases they had borrowed. Anyways, Penny next disguised herself as Valentina Santiago, changed into a newly printed suit, changed the documents in her wallet and then took Aica’s hand and together they teleported close to the meeting point.
When she entered the meeting room, Rob and one other man were already waiting for her inside. She greeted them professionally like a BOSS, then put the briefcases on the table in front of them and then sat across them. Aica took her post behind Valentina and surveyed the room.
-Gentlemen, in the briefcase to your left is the TBRES with all the modifications the army wanted, in the one on your right is a repair kit for when you run your usual battery of tests. When it passes all your tests, in what amount of time can I expect your orders?-
-You are quite direct Ms. Santiago. We are planning to first test the changes you have implemented and if we are satisfied, we plan on ordering a batch of 100 to continue testing in the next 6 months to a year. We will contact you again in 2 weeks with the results of the tests to discuss the contracts. We hope to continue working with your company in the future and are expecting great things from you.-
Of course there were more small talk, discussions and technical questions, but that was what the entire conversation boiled down to, because The Author is very bad at thinking about and writhing dialogues. He should hire someone to write them for him and maybe his story would pick up in popularity. But probably not, because we all know how much people critique wish fulfilment stories and let’s be honest, that is totally one of them. Calling himself The Author, having total control over everything happening in the story, breaking reality left and right. Anyways, going back to the story.
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Valentina finished her meeting and left the building, then after walking into a back alley, she made sure they weren’t being watched and teleported back home. She took down her disguise, changed into more comfortable clothes, put on pink bunny slippers and plopped herself on the couch.
-You know, A.I.C.A. if I programmed a good physics engine and put together a training mission simulator game, I could have totally been able to sell the new game console as a military training equipment. With the haptic suit, the realism of the holograms and if I included the VR glasses from Ready Player One, they could totally train and gain real battle experience with the system. In fact, I thing to do just that, but use it all myself. But maybe another day, I am tired after that negotiation. Should totally create a Life Model Decoy of Valentina Santiago and make it do all my military meetings. Time for a nap.-
Penny had a strange dream, which led her to come up with the outlines of a prank. While she tested if it was possible to implement it, she would put on the finishing touches after reviewing the results from testing. She browsed the internet for a couple of minutes and downloaded the Disney version of Alice in Wonderland. Carefully following the movie, she paused at the part where Alice was breaking parts of a mushroom to regulate her growth, and after using selective invisibility, she dimension traveled into Alice’s dream. Some of you may ask: ‘Why not just get the drink me and eat me bottle and candy?’ Well I will tell you why. That stuff was probably made from the mushroom itself and contains all sorts of other ingredients. If she was going to implement it the way she wanted, she needed the pure stuff and a way to regulate the dosage.
Penny found herself at the right spot in the dimension, just not the right size. If she wanted to find the mushroom she needed, she would have to search bellow her. Fortunately she had her glasses with a number of scanning modes. Also, while she was scanning her surroundings, a giant Alice appeared, marking the general vicinity of the mushroom. She waited a minute for a regular Alice to appear and continued her scan at the place she had been. It took a little time, but she found the mushroom and picked it up, then dimension traveled back to her lab.
Penny put thin slices from different parts of the mushroom under a microscope and studied them carefully with the help of the magic automata she picked up. After hours of speculations and experimenting on insects to measure the rate of growth and shrinking, and then a couple of round in a centrifuge, she was able to extract the magic substances responsible for the growing and shrinking of living beings. Now, she just had to test if she could regulate which parts she wanted to grow and shrink.
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Penny was at her desk in front of the computer, drawing the design for a new micro bot. She spent the last couple of hours studying the application of carbon nanotubes and nanobots in the field of theoretical medicine, and carelessly applying them to pull a prank, instead of furthering the knowledge of humanity on the subject. When she was done with her design, she fabricated a batch of micro bots and nanotubes and started to program them. First they would take the growing substance and suspend it in the nanotube, then be ingested by an organism and transported to a part of the body, where they would release the substance and she would observe the results. If the growing and shrinking liquid could work locally, this would prove it6, if not, the entire creature would grow again and it would be the end of her hopes for pulling the prank.
Hopefully, after a few of the micro bots released their payload, there was visible changes to parts of the insect, while others stayed the same. Penny repeated the experiment by applying the same dosage of the shrinking substance with another batch of micro bots, and confirmed that it would work. Now she just had to calculate the dosage she needed for her prank and everything would be ready.
Penny was wearing her prankster suit and skipping on her way to the human castle on Play World. She wasn’t invisible, she didn’t even wear a disguise, just her hood and neck gaiter with the giant laughing mouth. She continued to skip around, teleport from place to place and whistling one tune or another until she was inside the dining hall of the castle, where all the people turned around to look at the intruder. She paid them no attention and teleported to the Hero, before triggering a signal, so her micro bots would fly to his mouth. She stared at him like she had interest, then quickly teleported around the place doing the same to a couple of other people, before teleporting outside.
Penny waited for the commotion to quiet down and took the time to try a skill she had but hasn’t used until now, shapeshifting. She found a servant she would impersonate and proceeded to knocking him out with a sleep spell. There were a lot of prank that could be pulled while someone was asleep, so it was part of her prankster repertoire. She shapeshifted into the form of the unconscious servant and cast an illusion on her clothes to appear just like his, then snuck inside the castle with some other servants.
The dinner was resumed and Penny waited a couple of minutes, before she send the command for the micro bots to release their payload. In the next moment a few things happened simultaneously. The queens bust started growing and unlike Alice in Disney’s animated movie, started pressing on her dress trying to tear it apart in the pursuit of freedom. Most male gazes were attracted to the sight, but they and most of the rest soon changed their target. There was a ripping sound, but the queen’s dress was still holding up, so everyone looked to the king, who was red in the face. He took the queen by the arm, and while covering his nether region with the other left the dining hall, but not before all present saw his 40 cm long trouser snake. More people proceeded to excuse themselves and leaving, while in the corner of the room a servant was whistling, while looking up at the ceiling and swaying back and forth. A guard found that suspicious and approached the servant, only for Penny to dismiss the illusion and shapeshift back to her original form. She laughed mischievously and then dimension traveled home under the watchful gazes of the crowd.
Only the Hero, who was also sporting a giant bulge in his loose pants recognized the whistling and other signs as something from Earth, albeit being an act from comedy and fiction. The prankster was another summoned human from Earth, but on whose side was he on? He would contemplate that in his room away from the gazes of the people and when his member wasn’t under the stress of pants that were becoming tighter and tighter by the second.
Fortunately for everyone, Penny had programmed the micro bots to release the shrinking substance 2 hours after the growing one and then to self-destruct when everyone was back to normal. Whether the princess who until then was almost flat desired to be turned back to normal was entirely not Penny’s problem and she could do nothing about.
Penny was back home and laying on the couch, eating pizza chips and thinking what other variations of the prank she could try.
-Maybe next time I will program the micro bots to migrate to the lips or nose. Or I could turn the princess into a bodybuilder by programing them to release the payload in the muscle groups. Just have to stay away from the internal organs. Don’t want than on my conscience.-
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