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Where has Dr. Rae Perkins, inventor of the shrinking process, been all this time? How did the city fare while Justin was visiting Brooke?

"Is that the new shrinking device?" Hank asked as he stepped into Dr. Perkins' lab.


Rae jumped at the sudden sound and turned to face her visitor. Hank, her business partner for Micro Cities, Inc. stood in the doorway dressed in his typical navy blue suit. He stood nearly a foot taller than her at 6'5".


"Yep, it sure is," she said cheerfully. She picked up a circular device that appeared like a choker or collar.


"Wow, so what's this new-and-improved version do?" he asked, picking up one of the other shrinking devices from the table.


"Well first, it shrinks things, just like the old model." She teased, "You'll also notice it's smaller and lighter than our current armband model. Not only that, I found that delivering the doses at the neck allows for more control over the process."


"What's this?" Hank pointed to a small lock on the choker. "Are we no longer using the automatic locks from the armband?"


Rae shook her head, "No, those are a temporary solution for human trials. We had to make sure none of the participants removed the device during testing. We used these remotes to help us adjust their sizes on the fly during the trial."


Rae set the choker in her hand down and picked up the appropriately paired remote. The remote itself was surprisingly simple, offering only a few buttons and dials–all labeled clearly.


"Speaking of which, how did the human trials go?" Hank asked.


"Really good! They performed better than expected. Some of the participants didn't read the fine print… so they were a little surprised." Rae pinched her fingers together with a smile. "The only downside is that the process is incredibly painful if done too quickly–and that's what I'm working on fixing now."


"Amazing… So will we finally be able to build a 1:2000 scale city?" Hank asked. He twirled the shrinking collar in his hands.


"I haven't tested its limits yet, but that wasn't the point of this model," Rae explained, shaking her head. "I'm trying to make the size-shifting process faster. I think our residents would be a lot happier if they could come and go as they please–without wasting a week in our waiting areas." She finished.


Hank set the device down, disappointed. 


"Look, Rae, we make our money from two things," Hank explained condescendingly. "First, rental payments from our residents. Second, the government subsidies for affordable housing… and neither of those depend on resident satisfaction"


Rae simply rolled her eyes.


Hank scowled at Rae, "We should focus on making the residents smaller. If anything, the fact it takes a week to grow back to normal is a benefit! They can't really go house hunting without leaving home for a very long time!" He laughed.


It was Rae's turn to scowl. "Do you hear yourself? These people have families and friends that don't live here. They should be able to see them without fear of being stepped on! These people should want to live here because it's nice–not because we've artificially trapped them."


Hank threw his hands up in defeat; it was pointless to talk to her when she got like this.


"You wanted to see me, Dr. Perkins?" Alexis, their HR representative, peeked into the lab.


"Ah, yes! I want you to hire someone." Rae walked toward Alexis and pulled up a LinkedIn profile on her phone.


"You want me to hire…" Alexis paused to look at her boss's screen. "Justin? What for?"


"I want him on the Microengineering team. I've been following him for a while and I've seen some of his work–I think he'll be a huge asset. I want you to bring him aboard–whatever the cost." Rae said matter-of-factly.


"Of course, I'll see what I can do!" Alexis said as she quickly disappeared.


"Whatever it costs?" Hank scoffed. "Do you even care that we're trying to run a business here?"


"He'll be a huge help in making Micropolis comfortable–and when our residents are happy, they'll bring everyone they know here." She explained, "... and if you ever want that 1:2000 scale city to happen, we'll need him."


Hank started to argue, but couldn't find the words.


"Now if you'll excuse me, I have work to do." Rae turned her shoulder coldly.


Hank grumbled under his breath as he started to walk out of her lab. He saw a series of shrinking collars, remotes, and matching keys lined up on a table near the exit–likely the remaining devices from the trial. At that moment he made a decision to protect his profits at all costs.


Hank snatched up a collar and matching remote. He turned to face the distracted Dr. Perkins. He walked toward her slowly, quietly. When he was within arms reach he quickly slipped the choker around her neck. With a 'click' the choker locked around Rae's neck.


"What are you do–" Rae spun around to face Hank, furious.


Hank smiled evilly and, with the tap of a button, Rae rapidly shrank. Her body was racked with pain, Hank had set the device to shrink her very quickly. Hank's already tall frame loomed higher and higher above her. Rae went from furious, to confused, then finally terrified as she approached her final height.


Within seconds Rae was barely 4" tall. Hank easily scooped her up and dropped her into his pocket. Hank kicked her clothes into the trash can.


"Dr. Perkins?" Alexis said as she turned the corner back to the lab.


"She was unfortunately carried away with some other business," Hank said, still feeling the tiny woman squirm in his pocket near his keys.


"Oh… can you tell her I had some more questions about that Justin guy?" Alexis asked.


"She's going to be pretty busy from now on. How about I help you?" he said, wrapping his arm around Alexis as they walked out of the lab. "After talking it over with her, I think she's right. He'll be a great asset. I think we should do everything we can to bring him on board. In fact, what about some employer-provided housing…"


Rae screamed and thrashed from inside her pocket prison. Despite her efforts, only Hank knew where she was. Dr. Perkins, an esteemed member of the scientific community and co-founder of the first size-tech start-up disappeared without a trace.


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Rae sat in the darkness of her prison, thinking back to the day her life completely changed. The day she became the living sex toy of Hank and his wife, Katie. From what she could gather, it had been at least a few months since her disappearance. She overheard Hank lie countless times, claiming that she was busy working on a secret project.


The truth was, she spent most of her day in the darkness of the giant couple's drawer–the one filled with all of their favorite sex toys. Her only reprieve from the darkness of her prison was when her giant captors wanted to play. Both Katie and Hank had become adept at manipulating Rae's size.


They had done… unspeakable things to her at all sorts of sizes. Rae had been bruised, cut, beaten, and nearly drowned more than once. Yet she was alive. Rae looked at the enormous key next to her, which currently stood about half her height. It was the key to her choker–the key to her freedom. She punched the wall of the drawer angrily. Truly the only thing keeping her alive now was the thought of getting revenge on the uncaring couple.


Rae's entire world suddenly pulled out from under her as the drawer was opened. Light poured into her prison, blinding the tiny woman. Before her eyes could adjust, she was yanked out of the drawer. Rae could tell by the soft hands that it was Katie. Rae silently hoped the giantess only needed her for a pedicure or something easy.


Katie sat down on her bed, completely naked. She dropped the tiny woman she carried unceremoniously between her legs, then laid back. Once Rae recovered from the disorientation, she stood up and looked at Katie's towering slit. She knew what the giantess expected. Rae had paid in pain more than once to learn what was expected of her now. Rae stepped toward Katie's womanhood and started to massage her labia. Katie felt a thrilling shiver down her spine as Rae's tiny hands began to work her nether region.


"You know, I was a little apprehensive when Hank suggested bringing another woman into the bedroom." Katie looked at the 4" tall woman between her legs.


"But you're barely even a person now," Katie said to herself, using her left hand to press Rae against her pussy lips. She loved the feeling of Rae's tiny body squirming against her. Katie started to slide the tiny woman up and down against her labia.


After a few strokes, Katie was sufficiently warmed up and slid the minuscule woman deep into her vagina. Rae's tiny body easily fit inside the hungry cavern. She let Rae thrash inside her, enjoying the meager attempts to escape. Katie finally picked up the remote and clicked a few buttons, slowly increasing the woman's size to 9" tall.


Rae tried to orient herself inside the dark, wet cave of Katie's vagina. She attempted to climb out of the slippery wet prison, but Katie's vaginal muscles easily overpowered her. Rae suddenly felt the familiar sensation of growth. Katie's cavern quickly became cramped as Rae expanded. 


Katie let out several soft moans as Rae grew, the reverberations from each could be felt through Rae's entire body. Rae struggled to breathe in the cramped confines of Katie's womanhood. Katie flexed her pelvic floor, forcing the air from Rae's lungs, making it far more difficult to breathe. Suddenly, Katie's walls squeezed against the 9" tall woman from all sides, pushing her body to its very limit. Rae felt as if her ribs would crack at any moment. Then came the gushing river of Katie's cum from all sides, which completely doused Rae. Katie's orgasm quickly pushed the shrunken woman out.


Katie breathed heavily, enjoying her post-orgasm high. Meanwhile, Rae coughed up the lungs full of cum she had swallowed.


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The following section includes graphic depictions of an MF/f interaction. If that's not your cup of tea, skip ahead to the next set of asterisks!


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"Mind if I join?" Hank said as he stepped into the room. His dick was already hard from watching his wife masturbate.


"Mmm… I could use a round two." Katie suggested lustfully.


Hank took the remaining steps toward his wife, dropping his towel. He grabbed the remote and shrunk Rae. Her dwindling form quickly reached 1" tall and Hank picked up the tiny woman, dropping her on Katie's breast. Hank made his way 'downtown' and started to eat Katie out, his tongue expertly working her womanhood. Meanwhile, the well-trained Rae began to work Katie's enormous nipple. After a short time, let out a loud moan and Katie took control. She put one hand on the back of Hank's head and the other atop Rae. She roughly pressed the tiny woman against her overwhelming breast.


An expert in cunnilingus, Hank quickly produced another orgasm from Katie, albeit weaker than the one when she was masturbating. This sent Rae tumbling down the giant woman's tits, landing her squarely between them. Hank started to make his way back up to his wife, gently kissing her along the way. When he arrived at the tiny Rae, he picked her up with his mouth and then kissed Katie. The giant couple fondled and played with the tiny Rae between their massive tongues, violating every inch of her.


Katie pushed Hank, signaling that she wanted to take the top, to which he complied. This time, Katie made her way 'downtown' with the shrunken woman in her mouth. The giantess spit the tiny woman out, at the base of her husband's dick. A moment later, Rae finds herself about 6" tall–just an inch shy of being as tall as the tree-sized member before her.


"Go ahead," Katie grinned maliciously. Unsure of what the giantess had planned, Rae complied. Rae squeezed, hugged, and rubbed the tree-sized obelisk. Without warning, Katie flicked Hank's cock, knocking Rae on her ass as the massive member slapped against her.


Katie's vulva suddenly loomed overhead and pressed against Hank's dick. Rae was firmly pressed between his stomach, cock, and her labia. Katie gently rubbed her labia against Hank's prick, her juices gently lubricating him and the tiny woman trapped below.


Rae was suddenly released from her hell as Katie's face loomed overhead and began to work her husband's shaft. She heard another click of the remote and could feel herself dwindling away again. She watched in terrified awe as Katie's ravenous mouth easily manipulated the towering member.


When Rae was about half as tall as Hank's cock, Katie's face moved away–to be replaced by her hungry womanhood. The giantess expertly positioned her husband's member and inserted it slowly. Rae continued to shrink. Smaller and smaller. The towering scene of the couple fucking growing bigger, and bigger. Katie carefully controlled her thrusts as Rae shrank, careful not to crush their favorite toy. The couple enjoyed lusting over their absolute power over the helpless woman.


Rae guessed she was, at most, 1mm tall when she stopped shrinking. Every movement by the giant couple was earth-rending. She felt the muscles below twitch, then looked up in horror as a river of cum started to pour out of the giant couple's connected parts.


Rae frantically started to run. Katie slipped off of Hank, unleashing the full river of their juices. Rae continued to run as fast as she could from the unrelenting wall of sticky liquid that threatened to swallow her whole. It was useless, however, as she found herself caught up in the rushing torrent. She tried to swim to the surface, to get air but was powerless against the viscous mix of their sexual juices.


She could feel her body grow tired. Rae wondered if this was it. Was she to drown in a drop of cum? Just when she couldn't take anymore, her size exploded upward. She rapidly grew to her new regular height, 4" tall. With a sigh of relief, Rae looked down at the tiny puddle at her feet. The very same that had completely consumed her and nearly drowned her a moment ago wasn't even up to her ankle now.


Katie picked Rae up and dropped her on the bed again as she and Hank left to clean up.


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End Giant Couple Disclaimer


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As the giant couple left, Rae started to break down into tears. Was this all there was to life now? She looked up and saw, for the first time ever, one of her captors had left their phone on the bed. Rae stood up and rushed to the device.


It was unlocked! Rae was elated. She briefly considered calling the police but realized it would take too long to explain everything to them. Instead, she dialed the number of another friend of hers–Brooke. Her tiny, wet body found it difficult to work the touchscreen, but she managed.


"Hello?" Brooke's familiar voice said.


"Brooke?" Rae said, happy to finally talk to another human.


"Dr. Perkins?" Brooke asked.


"Yes!" Rae said emphatically, louder this time. "They'll be back any second. I need your help! Please!" she begged, tears streaming down her face.


"What the hell?" Hank's voice boomed from across the room.


Rae looked at him and Katie as they walked into the room.


"You little–give me that," he said, approaching the bed. He roughly smacked Rae aside and snatched the phone.


"Wrong number," he said and hung up the call.


Katie had picked up the tiny woman, her leg pinched between the giantess' fingers. Rae dangled upside down, terrified of what they would do to her now.


"You will be dealt with… severely," Katie said. A chill went down Rae's spine as she felt herself shrinking again.


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"Justin!" a familiar voice rang out with a hint of panic.


Justin had been deep in a daydream about his encounter with Brooke. In fact, he barely remembered walking home. He looked up at the source of the voice and saw Natasha. She was wearing one of the temporary resizing bands but was starting to grow back to her 'normal' height. Natasha, standing a relative 8' tall to Justin rushed toward him and picked him up with a big hug. Her relative size pressed Justin's face against her bosom tightly.


"I'm so glad you're okay!" she said with a final squeeze. 


"Where were you?" she asked as she released him.


"Oh… uh," He stammered looking up at the amazon-sized Natasha. "Well after the job was done I kinda… hitched a ride with Brooke to her place."


Natasha's facial expression quickly changed from concern to curiosity. "Wait… does that mean you two…?" she let the question hang in the air.


Justin nodded.


"You have got to tell me all about it." She winked, "But first… we need to talk. Can we go inside?" she asked, motioning to his apartment door.


Justin quickly fumbled with the lock and opened the door. Natasha followed him in and immediately sat down on the couch–the same one she had bought him months ago.


"So what's going on? I'm surprised you're here in Micropolis without Ally." Justin asked as he took a seat in a chair nearby.


Natasha locked eyes with Justin at the mention of Ally. "She's… she's…" she tried to explain, tears of concern welling up in her eyes. Natasha took a deep breath to steady herself "She took her. Jazmin… she couldn't find you so she took her."


Justin suddenly felt a pit in his stomach. "Tell me what happened."


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Thanks to Claire covering her morning shift, she had fully recovered from her hangover. Jazmin skipped excitedly toward the door to Micropolis. She had been waiting all day for this moment. After seeing Brooke rush out this morning, Jazmin knew something had happened between the mixed-size couple. Jazmin was dying to see how Justin was holding up–and humiliate him relentlessly. 


Jazmin wore her favorite pair of jean shorts. They were so short that they didn't quite completely cover her ass, revealing some 'underbutt'. They were comfortable and hugged her body in all the right places. She referred to them as her 'boy catching' shorts. She wore a tank top that left a small portion of her toned stomach exposed. Her outfit was certainly not HR approved–but it didn't matter since no one else was in the building this late. Besides, she would only be here long enough to clean and restock all of the Micro Cities.


Jazmin finally stood in front of the door to Micropolis. She giggled to herself with devilish giddiness. Finally, she turned the handle and pushed the door open.


"Good evening, micros!" she said excitedly. Jazmin stepped her way toward the grassy park area in the middle of town. She spotted the new building, the one Justin and Brooke had installed. This gave her an idea.


"I heard you got a new bar in town." Jazmin took a single step toward the bar, easily closing the distance. Jazmin slowly squatted down, her enormous body hovering precariously over the building. Her already tight jean shorts rode up, revealing more of her butt cheeks.


"Hey, bartender! Make me a drink." she grinned mirthfully looking down at the tiny building below her.


She waited a few moments then knocked gently on top of the building. "Hello? Anyone home? I want a drink."


A few moments later a tiny person stepped out from the bar. Jazmin squinted her eyes and could barely see the tiny person holding something–which she assumed was a glass. Perhaps the drink she ordered? Jazmin suddenly burst into a fit of laughter, the sound reverberating through the city. She hadn't expected them to actually make her a drink–let alone one sized for them! 


As the giantess laughed, she suddenly found herself off balance. Jazmin tried to catch herself–but it was too late. Her denim-clad rear end crashed into a grove of trees inside the park.


"Damn it," Jazmin said to herself as she stood up. 


She looked down and could see the imprint of her ass cheeks against the small grove of trees. Most of the trees were completely flattened. Jazmin sighed to herself. She'd have to write an incident report for tonight. Annoyed about the extra work, Jazmin scowled at the tiny person in front of the bar who immediately ran inside the building in terror.


"You know…" Jazmin said as she brushed herself off, the debris of trees that were stuck to her butt fell to the ground.


"Since I already have to fill out an accident report…" she continued, once again stepping closer to the bar.


"It's not hard for me to add 'general building damage' as a line item." She placed her right foot onto the building and gently pressed.


"It's really just a couple extra clicks for me," she added, increasing the pressure.


The patrons inside panicked as they heard the creaking and crumbling of the building around them. After a few moments, she lifted her foot off the structure, satisfied that the tinies were sufficiently terrified.


"Instead, I think I'll just pay for my drink and go. I hope this will cover it?" she said with feigned innocence.


She gently set a folded dollar bill over the entrance, completely blocking the only exit to the building. For her the weight of the bill was trivial, but for the citizens of Micropolis, it would be a challenge to remove–possibly requiring the effort of several people. She grinned, happy with her handiwork.


"I heard someone had a special visit from their girlfriend," Jazmin said as she stood up and turned her attention to the main event–Justin's apartment building. 


A single step put her in front of his building. The giantess bent down and opened the wall to Justin's apartment and was immediately filled with disappointment. Justin wasn't there. Jazmin once again stood up to her full height.


"Now don't hide from me! I just want to talk about your little visit with Brooke." She grinned mirthfully, surveying the landscape for any signs of Justin stepping outside. She waited a few moments, but it was clear there was no movement.


"You better show yourself right now," Jazmin said, stomping her food on the ground. The force of her stomp caused a shockwave which broke apart bits of the street nearby and left a clear indent on the grassy ground.


"Fine." Jazmin finally said, disappointed. "I'll have to take a prisoner then." The giantess suddenly lowered her body again to open the wall to the apartments neighboring Justin's. She used her pinky nail to scoop out a terrified tiny woman. Jazmin carefully stood up once again, careful not to drop her tiny passenger resting atop her fingernail.


"If you're not here next time, your red-haired neighbor gets it!" Jazmin pouted.


Jazmin dropped Ally into a tiny pocket she had sewn into the top of her bra. It was deep enough that Ally couldn't escape, but small enough to be discreet. After all, this wasn't the first time she had kidnapped a resident. Jazmin carefully scanned the city, looking for any sign of Justin coming to the rescue.


Disappointed, the giantess started to leave when she noticed a small cube nestled between buildings. The strange device was far too large to be owned by one of the residents–meaning a fellow normal-sized person had left it there. Jazmin bent down and picked up the tiny cube and realized immediately that it was a camera.


There were only two other people who had access to this room today, Jazmin reasoned as she left Micropolis. Had Brooke somehow caught wind that things were amiss in Micropolis? Or was this a betrayal from Claire? Jazmin looked up the model of the device and noticed it had no wireless interface. Whoever had placed it would have to come back to retrieve it. No matter who it was–she'd be ready to add them to her collection.


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"What do we do?" Natasha said, her eyes red from crying.


Justin was horrified. While he was having the time of his life, Jazmin had kidnapped Ally. His heart burned with helpless rage–he wanted to scream.


What could they do? He wondered. After all, could a person fight an earthquake? A tornado? A tsunami? No. Jazmin's relative power was akin to a force of nature compared to them. He walked over to the window and looked outward to the park. As if to accentuate his point he saw the flattened grove of trees–clearly outlining where the giantess' rear-end had landed. She had done that accidentally, he reminded himself.


Natasha stood up from the couch and walked toward Justin, she had grown even more since they entered his apartment. The top of her head was brushing against the ceiling now. She placed a hand on Justin's shoulder. She could tell Ally's kidnapping was weighing heavily on him.


"I hate to drop this bombshell on you and leave… but as you can see I'm quickly growing. I don't think your neighbors would appreciate it if I suddenly grew to my normal size here." she giggled, attempting to lighten the mood.


"Besides, I've been up all night. I think I could use a few hours of shut-eye." she smiled.


Justin looked up at the towering woman, "Yeah. I'll call you when I think of something, okay?" he said as he walked her out.


"One more thing," Natasha said as she stood in Justin's doorway, "I'm glad you're okay," she said with a smile and a hug.


After saying their goodbyes, Justin closed the door. He walked to his couch and collapsed under the weight of his guilt. He could only hope that Ally was okay.


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Jazmin pulled into a parking spot near her apartment. She had hurried home from work so she could drop off her tiny hostage, who was still nestled safely inside the hidden pocket of her bra. As Jazmin stepped out of the car, her phone rang. It was Claire.


"Where are you?" Claire asked over the loud thumping of music in the background.


"I had to swing by my place real quick. Be there in 10 minutes!" Jazmin said loudly as she walked toward her apartment.


Jazmin hung up the phone and grabbed her keys, quickly entering the unit.


"Lana!" Jazmin shouted to the empty apartment.


On command a woman around 9" tall comes running from the general direction of Jazmin's bedroom. She's dressed in a simple dress–one that Jazmin had fashioned for the tiny woman a long time ago. Lana stopped about a foot away from Jazmin.


"How can I be of service, mistress?" the tiny woman said with a bow.


Jazmin quickly retrieved her tiny captive. Ally's eyes struggled to adjust to the sudden influx of light. Before she could get her bearings, Jazmin knelt down giving Ally severe vertigo. Jazmin held out her palm with Ally in the center.


"Take her. I want you to show her around and explain the rules." Jazmin said simply.


Ally tried to get up, she tried to run, but it was useless. Lana was significantly smaller than Jazmin, but she was still over 160' tall relative to Ally. Lana easily scooped up the tiny woman.


"A new toy?" Lana's eyes lit up with excitement.


"A hostage," Jazmin said coldly as she stood up to her full, imposing height. "I expect you to keep her safe," Jazmin added as she opened the front door to leave.


"As you wish, mistress," Lana said with a bow as Jazmin stepped outside.


Lana turned her attention to the palm-sized woman. Ally looked up at her new captor with a mix of fear and uncertainty.


"And what's your name, little one?" Lana asked curiously.


"A-Ally." the tiny woman said reluctantly.


Ally's eyes darted up at the towering woman, then around the room. It was her first time in a 'normal' sized room since she had shrunk. The enormity of everything was overwhelming–even the footrest near the couch was about as tall as her apartment building! Ally couldn't contain herself anymore–she fell to her butt then clutched her knees to her chest and let the tears flow. Her predicament was impossibly hopeless.


"Shhh… don't cry," Lana said calmly. She cupped her hands and brought Ally close to her. "I know it's a lot to take in right now." she cooed.


Ally could only sob in response. Her whole life had been taken away from her on a whim.


"How about I take you back to the dollhouse?" Lana offered. "I can give you the full tour when you're ready."


Ally nodded, surprised at Lana's friendliness. Lana clutched the tiny woman close to her chest and started walking down the hallway toward Jazmin's room.


"It's just…" Ally started to speak but struggled to find the words to express her feelings. "Less than an hour ago I was worried about meeting a project deadline… I made plans for my friend, Natasha, to come visit…" Ally let her voice trail off. 


Lana simply listened empathetically. She knew from experience that being ripped away from your old life was… difficult to handle. After all, she had been Jazmin's roommate in college. A few bad decisions led her to her current role as Jazmin's most favored 'toy'.


"Until… that bitch took me away!" Ally said angrily.


Lana suddenly came to a halt and looked down at Ally with a scowl.


"I know you're new here, so I'll let it go this time. While you live here you will obey our rules. All 'toys' smaller than an inch will only refer to her as 'Goddess'." Lana said with a certain callousness that Ally wasn't prepared for. 


"Goddess?!" Ally scoffed at the notion. "You can't be serious. If I were normal sized I'd kick her ass!"


"Normal size?" Lana raised an eyebrow. "So you can grow to Mistress Jazmin's size at will?"


"What? Of course not. I mean my size before I was shrunk!" Ally tried to explain.


"So… you're like this unless someone makes you big?" Lana asked rhetorically.


"Yeah, but I used to be…" she started but Lana's voice overpowered her.


"I think that means this is your normal size, silly" Lana giggled, finally continuing her walk toward the dollhouse.


Ally tried to respond–but couldn't think of a comeback. Deep down, she feared that Lana was right. 


The rest of the night was a blur. Ally met at least a dozen other people–or 'toys' as they called themselves. Their sizes ranged from slightly smaller than Lana all the way down to Ally's height. After some quick introductions, Lana whisked Ally away to her room in the dollhouse and closed the door. Lana gave Ally the space she needed to process everything that had happened… and everything that was to come.


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Justin knew he had to do something, but what could he do? If he confronted Jazmin he'd quickly find himself kidnapped as well. He would need the help of another giant–one that he could trust. He would need Brooke.


He would explain everything to her. Everything Jazmin has done, the choker-like device that can shrink you in seconds. Justin paused at that thought. What if Jazmin shrunk Brooke too? A chill went down his spine. He could only hope it never came to that.


Justin stood up and started walking toward his computer. He would call Brooke, give her the facts, and let her decide.


Before he had even sat down, however, he saw an incoming call from Brooke. Justin quickly answered it. He was taken aback by what he saw. Brooke looked terrified!


"Something awful has happened." She said, "But we can't talk here. They might be listening. When can you come over?"


Justin looked at the headset he had used to talk seamlessly with Brooke. Thankfully the device was nearly fully charged. "Come right now. I'll be ready by the time you get here."


Brooke nodded and quickly hung up. She didn't dare use the company phone longer than necessary.


Justin sat in the silence of his apartment. What could possibly have her so shaken? He wondered. More importantly, what did she think he could do about it?

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