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Latte with some dick milk Sam was having yet another absolutely sWeLl DaY working at the coffee shop. What could be more fun than cleaning tables and making drinks in order to afford food and shelter. Anyway, she turned with her plastered on smile to the next customer. "Hi there, could I take your order?" "Yeah, could I have a uhh… latte with some dick milk?" Sam rolled her eyes, "oh, another one of you jokers, ever since that meme we always get people coming in asking about bre- wait, what?" She looked back at this wacko, was he taller now? "Yeah, sorry, can I get some dick milk?" Okay, he'd definitely shot up two inches in height. Or had she shrunk? Wait, yeah, the counter was way closer than it should have been. "Hey, now hold on-" "Damn, sorry, I meant dick milk," this time the height change was minimal, but there were other changes. Her clothes felt like they were shifting against her skin, and the weight of hair on her head felt like everything except the last two inches had suddenly disappeared. "Hey, I
