by handheadcase » Tue Jan 11, 2022 10:15 pm
I think it is a difficult question to answer, but I'll try answering it as a shrunken woman (and whose main experiences with the topic come through DeviantArt, Discord, and the written word). I'm going to ignore a lot of the problems with physically shrinking (thermodynamics, problems with mass, atoms, energy, etc. etc.) for the sake of my answer.
First: I think about immediate material concerns such as employment, rent, food, and the various responsibilities I face from day to day. I'm employed full time and while there are days that make me want to jump off of a bridge, I generally like my job. But it is, at the end of the day, something I am obligated to do. One of my primary "fantasies" (if you can call them that) would be to shrink so that I could escape from my job and the responsibilities and concerns I deal with every day. Who needs to meet deadlines, respond to emails, deal with work jerks, or show up fully put together on time when your perspective shifts so radically with your height? And besides, I'm not sure my employers would find much value in me as a shrunken woman. It's definitely a job I need to do "full sized". I don't think I would be able to assert much authority or control over my workplace environment, which is chaotic unless I step in and keep things on track.
Then there is the question of rent and money - I certainly don't need my apartment to myself if I'm toy-sized even if my formerly small apartment is now more like a mansion. I wouldn't be able to utilize the appliances and cook for myself, and I'd have trouble getting in and out. So I think about what alternatives might look like for me. We'll say for the sake of my response that shrinking full-sized buildings isn't efficient, and that my options would either be to move into a small-sized house or apartment constructed to my scale, or to move in with a normal-sized person.
Let's consider the former. The option of living in a miniature house or apartment wouldn't appeal to me much. Why? Because whereas a normal-sized building is resilient to the elements, animals, and should be a safe place away from the outside world and other people, a miniaturized building out in the open would likely not be. It seems to me severe weather such as tornadoes, strong thunderstorms, and flooding would destroy my little abode rather quickly, and if I didn't die, I'd lose all of my possessions. I would also be wary of leaving it for fear a nearby bird or other animal might mistake me for prey as I walk about. And I think all of you are quite aware that an unsupervised shrunken woman would likely find herself at best someone's new play doll, and at worst... well, let's not go there. So I would only shrink myself if I could move in with someone I know and trust. If I were doll-sized, I certainly wouldn't move in with any strangers or acquaintances unless I trusted them. And I and my friends that I'd trust to live with are all single twenty-somethings - what happens if they meet someone and decide to live with each other? Do I become akin to a "family pet" that they watch over? Do they ask me to move out? I would never want to be miniature around anybody with kids or any sort of nuclear family, so I suppose the person taking me in would be making a sort of commitment to me, which, at my size, I'm likely not in a position to ask for. One would imagine I'd find myself dumped in the Goodwill donation box with old toys when my tiny demands become unbearable.
But let's consider what happens if I move in with someone I know and trust, with whom long-term life won't be a problem. Perhaps I live in a miniature building, made fully to my scale and with working appliances, plumbing, electricity, etc. Where does that go in their house? I and my peers and friends aren't in positions where we can invest in a house as a permanent place to live, and I doubt most of the landlords we rent from would be interested in installing a miniature apartment inside of an existing apartment. We might assume that in this scenario such living situations do exist, but they are expensive. Plus, I think most apartments would need to be rearranged around such a miniature building. It would probably be on their floor, since I wouldn't want to have to climb up and down a ladder to get in and out of my house if it were on a table or shelf, but that might put me at risk of being stepped on or for pests to enter. Sounds unpleasant.
So then I could live in a miniature apartment without lights, power, water, etc, or I could live in some kind of facsimile (say, a diorama of some kind). We'll assume whoever I live with has found a safe place for my home to dwell, and we'll say that they provide me with a lamp or other light I can activate from my height and have inside my little apartment instead of hitting the lightswitch on the wall. But I wouldn't be able to cook for myself, do my own laundry unless it was by hand, or entertain myself without most amenities (and, while I don't want to dwell on it too much, the bathroom situation without plumbing might be quite awkward). So I hypothetically would want to live in a miniature house that's nice, but if it's only use is for sleeping and being alone, I probably don't need too much.
I would want to be free to roam the larger home outside of my home at my leisure, though, again, I'm not sure how much utility I would get from it without assistance. Do I risk falling while climbing a couch to watch television? What if the remote isn't on the couch, or is stuck in the cushions and too difficult for me to get out? I probably couldn't leave unless there was a dog door installed (which, no), so I'd have to entertain myself somehow. Let's assume that shrinking existing technology such as phones or computers is unfeasible or not something within immediate reach for me. I'd have to watch movies on my roommate's phone, and the internet would be completely out of reach for me. But this brings up the problem that my life is now largely dependent on the bigger person's schedule. Unless we both agreed that the bigger person would come to my assistance 24/7, I would probably have to wait for them to do things for me. For example, while I may not eat much (and wouldn't need to buy groceries, since I eat much less than the "normal" person), I wouldn't be able to cook on my own. So I'd have to wait for my roommate to cook something and bring me to the table or give it to me to eat. I would wager I would be covertly banned from cooking, anyhow, since, at my tiny size, a kitchen fire or accident could quickly get out of control.
But the problem persists even outside of cooking and eating. How do I bathe and groom myself? In the sink? Must I wait for my roommate to carry me to the sink, turn the water on, and then come back after a certain amount of time? How do I go visit other friends, unless they come to us or my roommate takes me to them? I don't think leaving the front door unlocked would be wise. And I wouldn't want to travel on my own or in any small-sized vehicles, as an accident could prove deadly and I would be suspect of the interference of normal-sized people. So, in effect, I become a lesser partner in a sort of union, unable to do much without the assistance of the bigger person. And, when the union is defined by my helplessness and ability to be picked up, held, or, dare I say, "put away" when the bigger person has other things to do, I become something less than an autonomous human being to them. I wouldn't quite be a pet or a toy to them, but, rather, a responsibility. And when the novelty of a tiny roommate wears off, life would be less glamorous for me, I assume.
But let's take a step back. My roommate is certainly employed full time. So they wouldn't have all day to assist me or do things with me. I'd either have to go to work with them, stay at home and entertain myself, or find myself small-sized work. Let's consider all three options.
First - going to work with my roommate. It might be kind of fun and cute at first. I'd hang out at their office desk when they were in the office, or, more likely, hang out in their bag when they were doing responsibilities where a shrunken woman such as myself might distract everyone else. But I imagine I might be a distraction to my roommate - they need to consistently perform, after all. I might get to chat with them during idle moments or lunch breaks, but otherwise I'd still need something to do. The idea of being their assistant might appeal to me, at least, for some time. And I'd be wary of coworkers who might want to get their hands on me, or, heaven forbid, to be mistaken for someone's stress toy.
Second - staying home. I think the previous few paragraphs illustrate why that might be difficult. The only thing I would be able to do would be to read books, which is fine, and exercise (by running around? Climbing? Unsure). But there's only so much I could read before getting very, very bored.
Third - find myself small-sized work. One wonders what employment for a shrunken woman might look like. We might look to more mundane options (work in a miniature office), which, to me, defeats the purpose of being shrunk. I couldn't work retail, for fear of someone "shoplifting" me. We'll assume in this situation being shrunk is relatively uncommon, yet not particularly notable, so I wouldn't be a celebrity by virtue of my size. So I think there might be a few obvious job candidates for a shrunken woman. The first would be to be a model - plenty of Shutterstock photos utilize size difference for even business contexts, but I imagine there's a lot of potential in advertising, photography, etc. for a shrunken woman. If shrunk IRL, I would prefer to stay away from any and all size fetish production and photos. So, I imagine, while I might be able to make money taking pictures such as the ones on shutterstock, I would likely shy away from this work for fear of my image being used for fetish or pornographic purposes. The same might make me nervous about commercial or advertising work. While, personally, I do enjoy seeing advertisements such as the ChristmascoUK ad from 2014 that feature size, I again would be wary about becoming the object of someone's fetish. So I might try local acting - say, in community plays. I imagine I might make a convenient Tinkerbell, though Peter Pan would eventually leave the stage and I'd have to find some other type of acting job. I would also stay away from jobs such as performing jobs (ex: hiring a "Disney Princess" to go to a party) for fear of being snatched and because I would never, IRL or online, mix shrinking and anybody under the age of 18 for obvious reasons. And I'd certainly reject job offers where someone pays me to be their personal plaything, either hourly or on a long-term basis. I might do something online, such as tutor or teach, but even operating a computer at my size might make this too difficult to be feasible. There are likely other options that I'm not considering, though, if you suggest them, I will likely give you a reason as to why I would reject it. So, we'll assume I'd be an unemployed tiny person. I'd be most qualified to tutor (as I have an advanced degree and have plenty of experience teaching), but I'm not sure I want to commit to being somebody's PhD Barbie. Imagine someone pulling a string on my back and demanding that I recite a useful fact for them!
Since I would be resigned to staying home, we should return to the topic of other responsibilities. Aside from work, I still have to do things like do my laundry, keep my apartment tidy and clean, pay bills, pay taxes, etc. And I have social obligations as well - to keep up with friends and coworkers, to see my family, etc. In my view, the former responsibilities would be altered or eliminated entirely. We'll assume that many of the taxes I deal with could be dealt with by my roommate (as I am now their dependent) and that their cost would be reduced just as much as I am in size. I wouldn't be opposed to cleaning around the house, though there would only be so much I could do. I would probably do laundry by hand just to keep myself busy and because I imagine little doll-sized clothes might not be treated well by a big person's washer and dryer (if they don't get lost, like all of my socks seem to).
The latter, as I touched upon earlier, would also be massively complicated. I would be living with someone I am friends with and trust, and, for the most part, I would only be making social calls with them. I rather like the idea of hanging out with my friends at tiny size, both because my main interest in shrinking is to be easily held and toted around by bigger people, and because doing things we normally do together at a new size might be fun. But I wonder how I would feel if, say, my trusted roommate simply dropped me off at another friend's house? Would I feel like a toy or belonging being loaned from person to person, to be played with and then returned when that person gets bored? Would I feel like an awkward third wheel as the "big people" talk? And how would I make new friends? I would be wary of making new normal sized friends, who might only be looking for a shrunken woman to get their hands on, and the thought of being brought to someone's house to meet a similarly sized shrunken woman seems awkward - I'd feel like I'm a valued toy being brought over for a playdate at best, and, at worst, being forced to hang out with someone based on the fact we share a size alone seems like a recipe for awkward conversation.
And then we get to the topic of treatment. I won't lie - the thought of being shrunk certainly evokes being "doll-sized" for me, and I imagine (and sometimes relish the thought of) my trusted friends sheepishly asking me if they can treat me like a toy. Who wouldn't want to play with a living doll, even once? I'd say yes, undoubtedly. But there's only so much toy treatment I could imagine taking. While it might be fun a few times to let someone larger than me style my hair, or play with my body, or change my outfit, I would only allow very trusted friends to do so, and I would be afraid of them normalizing the thought of me being a toy. At present, my friends like me for who I am. I wouldn't want them to like me for my size, or because they enjoy touching my body and treating me like a playtoy.
I would certainly allow people to hold me. I swoon at the thought of a woman wrapping her hands around me, fingers clutching my torso tightly as my arms and legs dangle outside of her grasp as she considers me a living doll. But that's fantasy - and the topic of realistically shrinking has to divide fantasy and reality. Were I to shrink IRL, I would have to be careful in keeping my current fantasy of shrinking away from the realities of shrinking. I am attracted to women (and only women), though I am not attracted to my friends. I would have to be careful about having them hold me so that I do not accidentally become a miniature creeper, getting off as they tote me around. In fact, if I were to shrink IRL, I would likely attempt to get over the fantasy entirely. But this line of thought is bringing me away from my initial point.
There's a lot more here I want to say and could spend time thinking about, but I'll keep this post short and follow up with another post at another time. If I could permanently shrink in real life, I would likely do so due to the ways it would alter the way I live and because of my interest in being toy-sized. I would most enjoy not having to live a "normal" life full of responsibilities, though this would come at the cost of living independently. Ideally, I would want to live with someone who enjoyed having a shrunken woman as much as I enjoyed being one, though this would be a much larger commitment than both of us might realize at first. I would likely even enjoy being "dressed up" (though I would prefer to handle that myself, most likely), and would devote much of my time towards aesthetic goals. There's a stark difference between how I would want to live as a shrunken woman and the sorts of fantasy scenarios that intrigue me. There are certainly fantasies about being shrunk I would enjoy, but I'd only want to explore them if with a safe person who consented to it - and that would be separate from regular existence as a SW. Just because I might fantasize about some geek doll collector chick making me a part of her collection doesn't mean that's what I would want out of IRL shrinking.
I think it is a difficult question to answer, but I'll try answering it as a shrunken woman (and whose main experiences with the topic come through DeviantArt, Discord, and the written word). I'm going to ignore a lot of the problems with physically shrinking (thermodynamics, problems with mass, atoms, energy, etc. etc.) for the sake of my answer.
First: I think about immediate material concerns such as employment, rent, food, and the various responsibilities I face from day to day. I'm employed full time and while there are days that make me want to jump off of a bridge, I generally like my job. But it is, at the end of the day, something I am obligated to do. One of my primary "fantasies" (if you can call them that) would be to shrink so that I could escape from my job and the responsibilities and concerns I deal with every day. Who needs to meet deadlines, respond to emails, deal with work jerks, or show up fully put together on time when your perspective shifts so radically with your height? And besides, I'm not sure my employers would find much value in me as a shrunken woman. It's definitely a job I need to do "full sized". I don't think I would be able to assert much authority or control over my workplace environment, which is chaotic unless I step in and keep things on track.
Then there is the question of rent and money - I certainly don't need my apartment to myself if I'm toy-sized even if my formerly small apartment is now more like a mansion. I wouldn't be able to utilize the appliances and cook for myself, and I'd have trouble getting in and out. So I think about what alternatives might look like for me. We'll say for the sake of my response that shrinking full-sized buildings isn't efficient, and that my options would either be to move into a small-sized house or apartment constructed to my scale, or to move in with a normal-sized person.
Let's consider the former. The option of living in a miniature house or apartment wouldn't appeal to me much. Why? Because whereas a normal-sized building is resilient to the elements, animals, and should be a safe place away from the outside world and other people, a miniaturized building out in the open would likely not be. It seems to me severe weather such as tornadoes, strong thunderstorms, and flooding would destroy my little abode rather quickly, and if I didn't die, I'd lose all of my possessions. I would also be wary of leaving it for fear a nearby bird or other animal might mistake me for prey as I walk about. And I think all of you are quite aware that an unsupervised shrunken woman would likely find herself at best someone's new play doll, and at worst... well, let's not go there. So I would only shrink myself if I could move in with someone I know and trust. If I were doll-sized, I certainly wouldn't move in with any strangers or acquaintances unless I trusted them. And I and my friends that I'd trust to live with are all single twenty-somethings - what happens if they meet someone and decide to live with each other? Do I become akin to a "family pet" that they watch over? Do they ask me to move out? I would never want to be miniature around anybody with kids or any sort of nuclear family, so I suppose the person taking me in would be making a sort of commitment to me, which, at my size, I'm likely not in a position to ask for. One would imagine I'd find myself dumped in the Goodwill donation box with old toys when my tiny demands become unbearable.
But let's consider what happens if I move in with someone I know and trust, with whom long-term life won't be a problem. Perhaps I live in a miniature building, made fully to my scale and with working appliances, plumbing, electricity, etc. Where does that go in their house? I and my peers and friends aren't in positions where we can invest in a house as a permanent place to live, and I doubt most of the landlords we rent from would be interested in installing a miniature apartment inside of an existing apartment. We might assume that in this scenario such living situations do exist, but they are expensive. Plus, I think most apartments would need to be rearranged around such a miniature building. It would probably be on their floor, since I wouldn't want to have to climb up and down a ladder to get in and out of my house if it were on a table or shelf, but that might put me at risk of being stepped on or for pests to enter. Sounds unpleasant.
So then I could live in a miniature apartment without lights, power, water, etc, or I could live in some kind of facsimile (say, a diorama of some kind). We'll assume whoever I live with has found a safe place for my home to dwell, and we'll say that they provide me with a lamp or other light I can activate from my height and have inside my little apartment instead of hitting the lightswitch on the wall. But I wouldn't be able to cook for myself, do my own laundry unless it was by hand, or entertain myself without most amenities (and, while I don't want to dwell on it too much, the bathroom situation without plumbing might be quite awkward). So I hypothetically would want to live in a miniature house that's nice, but if it's only use is for sleeping and being alone, I probably don't need too much.
I would want to be free to roam the larger home outside of my home at my leisure, though, again, I'm not sure how much utility I would get from it without assistance. Do I risk falling while climbing a couch to watch television? What if the remote isn't on the couch, or is stuck in the cushions and too difficult for me to get out? I probably couldn't leave unless there was a dog door installed (which, no), so I'd have to entertain myself somehow. Let's assume that shrinking existing technology such as phones or computers is unfeasible or not something within immediate reach for me. I'd have to watch movies on my roommate's phone, and the internet would be completely out of reach for me. But this brings up the problem that my life is now largely dependent on the bigger person's schedule. Unless we both agreed that the bigger person would come to my assistance 24/7, I would probably have to wait for them to do things for me. For example, while I may not eat much (and wouldn't need to buy groceries, since I eat much less than the "normal" person), I wouldn't be able to cook on my own. So I'd have to wait for my roommate to cook something and bring me to the table or give it to me to eat. I would wager I would be covertly banned from cooking, anyhow, since, at my tiny size, a kitchen fire or accident could quickly get out of control.
But the problem persists even outside of cooking and eating. How do I bathe and groom myself? In the sink? Must I wait for my roommate to carry me to the sink, turn the water on, and then come back after a certain amount of time? How do I go visit other friends, unless they come to us or my roommate takes me to them? I don't think leaving the front door unlocked would be wise. And I wouldn't want to travel on my own or in any small-sized vehicles, as an accident could prove deadly and I would be suspect of the interference of normal-sized people. So, in effect, I become a lesser partner in a sort of union, unable to do much without the assistance of the bigger person. And, when the union is defined by my helplessness and ability to be picked up, held, or, dare I say, "put away" when the bigger person has other things to do, I become something less than an autonomous human being to them. I wouldn't quite be a pet or a toy to them, but, rather, a responsibility. And when the novelty of a tiny roommate wears off, life would be less glamorous for me, I assume.
But let's take a step back. My roommate is certainly employed full time. So they wouldn't have all day to assist me or do things with me. I'd either have to go to work with them, stay at home and entertain myself, or find myself small-sized work. Let's consider all three options.
First - going to work with my roommate. It might be kind of fun and cute at first. I'd hang out at their office desk when they were in the office, or, more likely, hang out in their bag when they were doing responsibilities where a shrunken woman such as myself might distract everyone else. But I imagine I might be a distraction to my roommate - they need to consistently perform, after all. I might get to chat with them during idle moments or lunch breaks, but otherwise I'd still need something to do. The idea of being their assistant might appeal to me, at least, for some time. And I'd be wary of coworkers who might want to get their hands on me, or, heaven forbid, to be mistaken for someone's stress toy.
Second - staying home. I think the previous few paragraphs illustrate why that might be difficult. The only thing I would be able to do would be to read books, which is fine, and exercise (by running around? Climbing? Unsure). But there's only so much I could read before getting very, very bored.
Third - find myself small-sized work. One wonders what employment for a shrunken woman might look like. We might look to more mundane options (work in a miniature office), which, to me, defeats the purpose of being shrunk. I couldn't work retail, for fear of someone "shoplifting" me. We'll assume in this situation being shrunk is relatively uncommon, yet not particularly notable, so I wouldn't be a celebrity by virtue of my size. So I think there might be a few obvious job candidates for a shrunken woman. The first would be to be a model - plenty of Shutterstock photos utilize size difference for even business contexts, but I imagine there's a lot of potential in advertising, photography, etc. for a shrunken woman. If shrunk IRL, I would prefer to stay away from any and all size fetish production and photos. So, I imagine, while I might be able to make money taking pictures such as the ones on shutterstock, I would likely shy away from this work for fear of my image being used for fetish or pornographic purposes. The same might make me nervous about commercial or advertising work. While, personally, I do enjoy seeing advertisements such as the ChristmascoUK ad from 2014 that feature size, I again would be wary about becoming the object of someone's fetish. So I might try local acting - say, in community plays. I imagine I might make a convenient Tinkerbell, though Peter Pan would eventually leave the stage and I'd have to find some other type of acting job. I would also stay away from jobs such as performing jobs (ex: hiring a "Disney Princess" to go to a party) for fear of being snatched and because I would never, IRL or online, mix shrinking and anybody under the age of 18 for obvious reasons. And I'd certainly reject job offers where someone pays me to be their personal plaything, either hourly or on a long-term basis. I might do something online, such as tutor or teach, but even operating a computer at my size might make this too difficult to be feasible. There are likely other options that I'm not considering, though, if you suggest them, I will likely give you a reason as to why I would reject it. So, we'll assume I'd be an unemployed tiny person. I'd be most qualified to tutor (as I have an advanced degree and have plenty of experience teaching), but I'm not sure I want to commit to being somebody's PhD Barbie. Imagine someone pulling a string on my back and demanding that I recite a useful fact for them!
Since I would be resigned to staying home, we should return to the topic of other responsibilities. Aside from work, I still have to do things like do my laundry, keep my apartment tidy and clean, pay bills, pay taxes, etc. And I have social obligations as well - to keep up with friends and coworkers, to see my family, etc. In my view, the former responsibilities would be altered or eliminated entirely. We'll assume that many of the taxes I deal with could be dealt with by my roommate (as I am now their dependent) and that their cost would be reduced just as much as I am in size. I wouldn't be opposed to cleaning around the house, though there would only be so much I could do. I would probably do laundry by hand just to keep myself busy and because I imagine little doll-sized clothes might not be treated well by a big person's washer and dryer (if they don't get lost, like all of my socks seem to).
The latter, as I touched upon earlier, would also be massively complicated. I would be living with someone I am friends with and trust, and, for the most part, I would only be making social calls with them. I rather like the idea of hanging out with my friends at tiny size, both because my main interest in shrinking is to be easily held and toted around by bigger people, and because doing things we normally do together at a new size might be fun. But I wonder how I would feel if, say, my trusted roommate simply dropped me off at another friend's house? Would I feel like a toy or belonging being loaned from person to person, to be played with and then returned when that person gets bored? Would I feel like an awkward third wheel as the "big people" talk? And how would I make new friends? I would be wary of making new normal sized friends, who might only be looking for a shrunken woman to get their hands on, and the thought of being brought to someone's house to meet a similarly sized shrunken woman seems awkward - I'd feel like I'm a valued toy being brought over for a playdate at best, and, at worst, being forced to hang out with someone based on the fact we share a size alone seems like a recipe for awkward conversation.
And then we get to the topic of treatment. I won't lie - the thought of being shrunk certainly evokes being "doll-sized" for me, and I imagine (and sometimes relish the thought of) my trusted friends sheepishly asking me if they can treat me like a toy. Who wouldn't want to play with a living doll, even once? I'd say yes, undoubtedly. But there's only so much toy treatment I could imagine taking. While it might be fun a few times to let someone larger than me style my hair, or play with my body, or change my outfit, I would only allow very trusted friends to do so, and I would be afraid of them normalizing the thought of me being a toy. At present, my friends like me for who I am. I wouldn't want them to like me for my size, or because they enjoy touching my body and treating me like a playtoy.
I would certainly allow people to hold me. I swoon at the thought of a woman wrapping her hands around me, fingers clutching my torso tightly as my arms and legs dangle outside of her grasp as she considers me a living doll. But that's fantasy - and the topic of realistically shrinking has to divide fantasy and reality. Were I to shrink IRL, I would have to be careful in keeping my current fantasy of shrinking away from the realities of shrinking. I am attracted to women (and only women), though I am not attracted to my friends. I would have to be careful about having them hold me so that I do not accidentally become a miniature creeper, getting off as they tote me around. In fact, if I were to shrink IRL, I would likely attempt to get over the fantasy entirely. But this line of thought is bringing me away from my initial point.
There's a lot more here I want to say and could spend time thinking about, but I'll keep this post short and follow up with another post at another time. [b]If I could permanently shrink in real life, I would likely do so[/b] due to the ways it would alter the way I live and because of my interest in being toy-sized. I would most enjoy not having to live a "normal" life full of responsibilities, though this would come at the cost of living independently. Ideally, I would want to live with someone who enjoyed having a shrunken woman as much as I enjoyed being one, though this would be a much larger commitment than both of us might realize at first. I would likely even enjoy being "dressed up" (though I would prefer to handle that myself, most likely), and would devote much of my time towards aesthetic goals. There's a stark difference between how I would want to live as a shrunken woman and the sorts of fantasy scenarios that intrigue me. There are certainly fantasies about being shrunk I would enjoy, but I'd only want to explore them if with a safe person who consented to it - and that would be separate from regular existence as a SW. Just because I might fantasize about some geek doll collector chick making me a part of her collection doesn't mean that's what I would want out of IRL shrinking.