After hearing the interest in what you guys are interested in moving forward, I have a big announcement to make:

I have revamped my old Patreon to focus on my blender work! While this is something I enjoy doing for fun, I wanted to offer more to those who are interested in getting a some bang for their buck. So I have updated my patreon for blender stuffs!

How does it work?:

if you pledge $1 you get access to early access, see some small snippets for upcoming comics, and you can leave comments and occasionally put inputs in I might use for warm-ups!

If you pledge $5 you get access to comic pages before they are posted anywere (Or sold anywhere), viewing of plans and details for some of the comics I am planning, You can vote for warm-ups and Comic Ideas for future comics, and you get access to the High-Res dumpster (a drive with all the high def images and even individual non edited images)

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"Aw come on little puppy dog - don't be such a sourpuss about this - I just wanna see how you measure up,"

The smirking mew purr-rumbled down to Mark as she brought the tape measure up infront of him. He rolled his eyes at her as she looked on with smug expectancy.

"Well, go on! Lets see how small I am now," Mark huffed in dismissive disinterest. Well, feigned disinterest. He was kinda curious what height he was right now - the desk was devoid of useful measuring sticks aside from Ma-Mows other hand and he was not going to try and pose by that knowing her.

"Nu-uh - I'm not doing all the hard work for you, lil puppy," Ma-mow tutted, tapping the measuring tape infront of him before rotating it around so the metal grip was positioned towards him. "Go on,"

Mark stared dumbly for a moment before looking up at her, "Really? come on - "

"Oooh I thought you were a big, strong, doggy Mark?" Ma-mow teased, tapping the metal clip against the table infront of him with each word. "Guess you're just a little shrimp afterall..."

"UGH! Shutup and hold it still..." Mark groaned - leaning forward to grab the mouth of the tape measure. He sidled his fingers under the cusp of it and gave it a pull but the tiny magnetic at the mouth of the measure was unrelenting with the flimsy grasp. The whole thing shook a bit as Ma-mow (poorly) hid a snicker watching him.

Grrrrowling under his breath Mark braced his foot against plastic brick and gave a tug. Then another. This time he felt the tape lurch under his grasp before clipping back. Determined now, he gave another yank with his full strength and was rewarded by the rattle-CLATTER of the tape launching forward - sending him sprawling on his back as the tape sailed overhead.

He would have afforded a woof of victory... except the tape had begun to reel back in on itself. Oh no - he wasn't going through that again! Leaping to his feet he raced over and seized the retreating metal band. He'd expected his bulk along would have been enough, but he could barely keep the tape still; the metal coil that wound it tight was pulling it and him along with it. Mark grufffed and bit his heels into the texture of the table top - but even so he had to strain to keep the tape in place. It was so big in his hands. He looked along the snaking length of the measure, beyond all those gradations and marks at Ma-mow whose smug face loomed over. Big. Big kitty. Big everyone.
Or rather... little him.

So little of him that he was struggling with a basic piece of construction equipment. So small that he needed both hands to hold it steady. So tiny that -
He felt a sudden swell of familiar and concerning dizziness. "Nnn - no!" he managed as he felt the world rising around him. The texture of the table slipped under him and the bulk of his mass, leaning full aware from the tape measure was suddenly not able to counterbalance the force pulling it back. He skidded forward a little. An invasive thoguth wormed into his thoughts as he felt the texture of the table shifting beneath him. The smooth polished grain of it wasn't all that smooth of polished at this size. His step stumbled a little bit and he imagined the faint texture of it rising up around him. Swallowing him in a cellulose canyon.

The tingling sensation started up again despite his protests - and this time the tape wasn't taking prisoners. He gripped and slipped and then yelped when he was lifted airborne and reeeeeeeled in. Bonking against the surface of the polypropylene brick with a yelp and falling flat on his butt as Ma-mow laughed above.

"Haha jeeeez Mark. Lemme help you out a little..." the smug cat mused, using her thumb claw to flick the tape measure out. It swooped down and tinked against the table effortlessly - and then with a single digit she pressed on the grip above - freezing the tape in place. It stood there at attention, obediently.

What he couldn't do with his whole body she'd managed with a few fingers. He could feel the tingling starting back up as he approached the line count infront of him. Gulping nervously as he wondered what he would measure up to indeed...

"Well?" Ma-mow's voice cascaded down toward the wolf, whose reverie was broken by the suddenly inquirer. "Come on lil guy - whats it say...?" she added impatiently as he gulped and stepped forward.

He stumbled - that same texture that had been stealing his focus made him yelp and wobble forward. Marks arms shot out to steady himself and he found himself colliding with the yellow, gradated pillar infront of him. Flushed with embarrassment over apparently being too small to walk properly now he could only gasp at the number that was right infront of him. The bold, unmistakable black font of a single 1 leered back at him.

It was right at eye level. He was already in the inches. One inch to be exact. His mouth felt dry. One. One inch. Just one inch tall. His eyes widened and he shivered instinctively as his thoughts filled with the tumbling debris of other things that were his size. He was as tall as his journal was thick. He could use a washer for a hula hoop. Christ there pieces of candy bigger than he was. "Ma-mow I - think we should um.— "

His palms were sweaty. He thought he was slipping for a moment but... his grip was steady. And still that 1 indicator climbed a little bit higher. Then a little bit more. His breath oozed out his chops as he exhaled in slow, cold terror, feeling his lungs compress like he was right now. Shrinking still. Shrinking smaller.

"We should WHAT little dog?" Ma-mows voice resonated, rattling the tape measure and making him stumble back as he panted and closed his eyes trying to calm himself down. Trying not to get any smaller. He looked around for something to steady his gaze on something. Gazing skyward he tried to just focus on Ma-mow or her hand. Or the rule so high above him.

And instead of finding a nice decal to stare at or even the textured sheen of the tape measures construction his gaze settled on the little, teeny, tiny, text on the side of the building scale tool above him.

BigBargains Brand: Metric Tape Measure.

Story by: Zakuratech

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