So, we googled it and discovered that there was one at the only diner in town. There restroom we not in the restaurant but out back so the men’s and...woman’s booths were right next to each other. We instantly started talking about this and decided that we should go and check it out. However since Lacy was sleeping over, we had to wait for my parents went to bed and wouldn’t be checking on us anymore so we felt like we could sneak out without being caught.We could walk to the diner and going out. " She pointed, and Jim followed her gaze. "Past the turnstiles, at the small gray building. Go in the door and press the intercom button. Grandmother is expecting you." She smiled. "Although I don't think she expected you to be early."Jim nodded and tried to smile. "Thank you," he muttered. The gray building was impossible to miss. Jim pushed the intercom button, as directed."Yes?" The voice sounded tinny, almost mechanical over the cheap intercom system.Jim cleared his throat. "I'm. He looked around. It was early afternoon on a weekday. The mall was almost empty."Here goes nothing," he said.It was a pretty fair assessment of his life, he thought. Nothing. He put the pill in his mouth and used the soda to wash it down.A sudden wave of dizziness washed through him. "Whoa," he yawned. "That thing is... is... strong."He closed his eyes and leaned back against the bench. In a moment, he was snoring softly.As he snored, his body began to shrink until he was almost a foot smaller. My cousin's oldest daughter, a girl from New Jersey with huge hair and huge tits and a huge opinion of herself, had roped a computer programmer. As I understood it, the poor soul had a mammoth IQ, about a dozen key copyrights on code, a ton of money and almost as much experience with women as you'd expect from a prime example of nerdus extremis.What made it worse, though, was Ashley. The bride's younger sister decided to see how much of a rise she could get out of me by teasing me mercilessly..