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[DocRick]

I like your collages and short stories. Keep it up.

[jopitty]

I like your collages and short stories. Keep it up.

Thanks!

[jopitty]

"Hey sis, you'll never guess what my doctor just told me... There was a mix up and she thinks that I got your test results! It's not me who's got the shrink virus, It's YOU! I guess all that crap about putting me in a hamster cage and feeding me crumbs isn't all that funny anymore, huh Becky... Becky, where are you... O.M.G, You're tiny!"

"Shit!"

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Angela held up her oldest daughter and smiled, "There, see, just because its pink and frilly doesn't mean it's too girly, you look great!"

"MOM! I look like a doll... I hate this so much! The shrink virus sucks!"

"Oh, I know honey, but let's just try and stay positive..." Angela paused for a second to think, "It's better than what Kayley made you sleep in last night!" She chuckled, attempting to lighten the mood but Alex was angrier than ever.

"She made me sleep in a sock!" her little sister was such a brat ever since she could hold her big sister in one hand, "And it was dirty!"

Angela's smile disappeared and she tried to look stern, she was used to the constant teasing and a night in an old gym sock was nothing out of the ordinary. In truth, she remembered just how nasty Alex was before the incident and though she would never say it, she felt like a Kayley was due a few just desserts. "Oh, how horrid... I'll talk to her!"

"Oh no, don't..." Alex panicked, "She'll only do something worse!"

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"Jessica, seriously, cut it out!" Ana exclaimed, her voice laced with irritation as she glared up at her smirking friend.

"Ok, Ha ha, you're hilarious," Ana continued, her frustration evident. "Now can you stop messing around with the shrink app and make me big again?!"

Jessica chuckled, her finger hovering over the screen as giggled. "Relax, shorty," She teased. "I'll get onto it soon enough... Hey, what does this button do..."

Before Ana could protest, Jessica tapped the screen again. Ana felt a tingling sensation rush through her body, and suddenly, she was even shorter!

"Hey! Stop shrinking me!" Her voice, though distorted by her new size, showed her rising in panic. She was now barely taller than a barbie doll and the room rose around her like a cavern.

Jessica burst into laughter, clutching her stomach as she watched Ana struggle to stand up straight, her frustration turning into pure indignation.

"Jess, this isn't funny anymore," Ana said, sharp with annoyance. "Change me back right now!"

Jessica wiped tears from her eyes, her laughter slowly subsiding as she realized Ana wasn't finding this amusing at all. She glanced down at her pad, tapping a few more buttons with a serious expression.

"Okay, okay," she finally relented, "I think I got it. Let's see..."

Ana held her breath, hoping to feel the rush of normalcy returning as Jessica fiddled with the app. But to her dismay, nothing changed.

"Jess, seriously? I mean it. Change me back!"

Jessica chewed her lower lip, staring at the screen intently. "Um.. It's not working..."

Ana's heart sank. "What do you mean it's not working?!"

Jessica shrugged. "I don't know... Maybe we need to restart the app or something?"

Ana groaned, sinking to the ground in defeat. "Great. Just great."

Jessica closed the app and set the pad down as it restarted, kneeling beside Ana with a smirk she reached for the trembling girl who flinched away.

"What are you doing!" Ana yelled, "You can't pick me up!"

Jessica ignored the protest and lunged forward with an exaggerated leap, snatching her friend in both hands. "Relax! My pad takes forever to restart! Plus, I've got to pick you up! I mean, look at you! You're a little barbie doll... It's so cute Ana!"

"Put me down!" She squirmed and banged her fists onto Jessica's hand. The only effect her exhausting display had was to bring a huge smile to Jessica's joyful face.

Eventually she let her go and returned to her pad, which had restarted, and input her password.

"Ok little lady... Are you ready to be all boring and normal!?"

Ana stomped her foot in annoyance, "Just get on with it!"

"Or.... I could make you into a Polly pocket...!"

Ana's face dropped, "No... Don't you dare... Jessica, I'm seriouis, unshrink me right now... JESSICA!"

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The shrink virus had not been kind to Emma. The once tall and popular girl now found herself living in a dollhouse and spending most of her time trying to avoid her sister Laura. A task that was easy at ground level, there's a thousand places to hide when you're smaller than a mouse, but on the unfortunate occasions that Emma was left on a desk or a counter, she was trapped. Situations like these presented themselves regularly for the poor shrinkie and her bratty sister never wasted an opportunity to take full advantage of her new position as big sister.

She had always been a bit of a bitch, but now that she had her big sister literally in the palm of her hand, she was relentless. Emma couldn't get a moment's peace without Laura poking fun, sticking her somewhere horrible, or laughing hysterically as Emma struggled to do whatever task the giant girl ordered her too.

Today had been one of the worst. Laura had spent the entire afternoon playing "catch" with Emma, tossing her up and down between her hands like a toy. No matter how much Emma screamed, Laura just giggled and kept going.

After a particularly hard toss, Emma had scrambled away from Laura’s clutches and dived for cover under the nearest hiding spot she could find— Laura's discarded bra on the bedroom floor! It was gross, sure, and it stunk of her, but it was safe. At least, that’s what she had thought.

She stayed hidden there, her tiny heart pounding as she listened to Laura's footsteps thunder out of the room. Maybe she'd get lucky, and Laura would get distracted by something else—like her phone or one of her many selfies. The smell of laundry detergent mixed with the faint scent of Laura’s perfume and the stench of her sweat filled Emma's nose as she huddled beneath the cup of the bra, trying to catch her breath.

"Emma! Where are you?!" Laura’s yelled, she was becoming frustrated and her voice was getting louder, "Where are you, you little freak?!"

Emma cringed, curling up tighter in her hiding spot. But then, another voice pierced the air, one that made Emma’s fear ebb into hope.

The door creaked open, and Emma felt a rush of air as her mom entered the room. Her giant feet appeared just inches away from her hiding spot.

"Laura, you know you're not supposed to mess with your sister," their mom said in that tired, exasperated tone she often used when dealing with Laura's antics.

"I wasn’t! She just… disappeared!" Laura lied, using that innocent lilt that fooled no one.

Emma tried to crawl free, but Laura, in her blind rummaging to look for her, must have shifted everything. The bra was flat on the ground and Emma couldn't budge it.

"Help me! Like, HELP ME!" she yelled as she pounded on the filthy fabric.

Massive fingers soon snaked under and lifted the bra, blinding light filling Emma's eyes.

"There you are!" Mom exclaimed, bending down to scoop Emma up gently in her hands.

Emma squirmed, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Mom!" was all she could say as Laura peered over the woman's shoulder and laughed.

"Under your Laura's bra?" Mom raised an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. "That’s not exactly the best hiding spot, sweetie."

"I didn’t exactly have a lot of options!" Emma snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. "And it’s not funny. Laura’s been tormenting me all day."

Laura opened her mouth to protest between giggles, but their mom silenced her with a stern glare.

"Enough, Laura. You know better," she said firmly. "You've got to be nicer to your sister."

Laura scowled but didn’t argue, sulking as she stomped out of the room. Emma watched her go with relief. Laura was always getting away with stuff like this, but at least she was gone now.

Her mom gently cradled her in one hand, sitting down on the bed. "I know it’s tough right now, Em," she said softly, brushing a tiny lock of hair out of Emma's face with a fingertip. "But we’re going to fix this. And in the meantime, you need to stay out of trouble, okay?"

Emma sighed, her anger deflating a little under her mom's concerned gaze. "I know, Mom. I just… I just wish Laura would stop being so mean to me."

"I’ll have a talk with her," Mom promised. "But you also have to be careful. Hiding under things like that could be dangerous. What if I hadn’t seen you?"

Emma knew her mom was right, but it didn’t make her feel any less frustrated. She was tired of being tiny, tired of being treated like a child, and most of all, tired of being at Laura’s mercy.

"I just want to be big again," Emma whispered, feeling a lump form in her throat.

"I know, sweetie," Mom said, bringing her up to her cheek for a comforting nuzzle. "And we’ll get there. Just hang in there, okay?"

Emma nodded, feeling a little better. It wasn’t the perfect solution, but at least she knew her mom was on her side. As for Laura, Emma hoped that maybe a good talking-to from Mom would finally get her to back off. But it was unlikely!

[DocRick]

Nice storyline. And as far as your collage..........great matching of the color tones. Your choice of models is perfect too. Not only the upward apprehensive gaze, but the garments look like a wrap that a tiny girl might have to wear.

[Sdk]

"Hey sis, you'll never guess what my doctor just told me... There was a mix up and she thinks that I got your test results! It's not me who's got the shrink virus, It's YOU! I guess all that crap about putting me in a hamster cage and feeding me crumbs isn't all that funny anymore, huh Becky... Becky, where are you... O.M.G, You're tiny!"

"Shit!"

Love the scenario / pic combo here.

[jopitty]

Nice storyline. And as far as your collage..........great matching of the color tones. Your choice of models is perfect too. Not only the upward apprehensive gaze, but the garments look like a wrap that a tiny girl might have to wear.

Thank you! As soon as I saw this picture I knew she'd make a great, apprehensive shrinkie!

[jopitty]

"Hey sis, you'll never guess what my doctor just told me... There was a mix up and she thinks that I got your test results! It's not me who's got the shrink virus, It's YOU! I guess all that crap about putting me in a hamster cage and feeding me crumbs isn't all that funny anymore, huh Becky... Becky, where are you... O.M.G, You're tiny!"

"Shit!"

Love the scenario / pic combo here.

Thanks man!

[jopitty]

Madison held the phone to her ear, with her other hand wrapped around Kylie like she was holding onto some weird science experiment. Kylie’s tiny heart pounded as she heard Madison talking. She thought her little sister was calling for help—maybe their mom, or even a doctor who could explain how in the world Kylie had shrunk. But the longer the call went on, the more Kylie’s worry morphed into sheer panic.

“Yeah, she’s super tiny,” Madison was saying, she was way too chill for the situation. “No joke, she’s like... six inches tall. You have to come over and check this out!”

Kylie felt her stomach twist into knots. That didn’t sound like a call for help. Was Madison talking to one of her friends? Kylie tried to shout, to make Madison hear her, but her voice came out as a squeaky, pitiful squeak. Madison didn’t even notice.

“This is, like, the craziest thing ever!” Madison continued “No, I’m serious, you won’t believe it until you see it. She’s like a living Polly Pocket!”

“Madison!” Kylie squeaked, her voice barely audible. “Fucking help me!”

But Madison was too busy laughing at something her friend had said on the other end of the line. “Yeah, I’ll totally send you a pic! This is so nuts,” Madison was saying, oblivious to the rising terror in her sister’s tiny voice.

"MADISON, YOU DUMB BITCH!"

This made the giantess pause, before turning to Kylie. Her face filled the tiny girl with terror.

"Shut up you runt! If you say another word, I swear I'll flush you down the toilet!" She then returned to her call as if Madison wasn't even there, "...Ha, I know, right. She's totally pathetic!"

Kylie had no choice but to sit in Madison's hand and just wait.

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Jenna glanced at Lexi, trying to stifle a laugh as she read the article aloud. “So, um, it turns out this app... well, it was supposed to be a joke, so don't get mad.. Lexi, I think it's been deleted.”

Brianna tried to keep her giggles in check, her shoulders shaking as she read the screen. “Yeah, it looks like it’s been pulled from the app store because it caused some pretty serious problems. Like... permanent shrinking.”

Lexi’s eyes widened with panic. “Wait, what? You’re saying I’m going to stay like... Like this?!” she gestured to her miniature body.

Jenna cleared her throat, struggling to keep a straight face. “Uh, yeah. It looks like the app was taken down for health and safety reasons. And... well... Look on the bright side, you just got a million times cuter!”

Lexi’s heart sank. “No! This can't be happening... Just unshrink me...”

Brianna bit her lip, trying to suppress her laughter. “We didn’t think it would be... um, that serious. We just thought it was a prank or something.”

Lexi waved her tiny arms frantically. “Hey! Stop laughing! This isn't a joke! I'm a fucking barbie doll!”

Jenna and Brianna exchanged nervous glances, their attempts to stifle their laughter growing more difficult. “um... Barbies a little bigger... You're more like a mouse!” Jenna laughed. “Sorry shrinkie dink, we didn’t realize it would actually... um, shrink you for good.”

Brianna nodded, biting her lip. “Yeah, we should have been more careful. I knew this app sounded sketchy. Oh no, I knew this was a bad idea.”

Lexi’s frustration bubbled over. “Seriously, guys! I'm freaking out here!”

Jenna finally managed to compose herself. “Okay, okay, we’re sorry. We’ll figure out what to do. Why don't I put you somewhere safe..." she pinched Lexi's collar and lifted her into the air. "I don't have any pockets, so it's going to be a bouncy ride..."

Lexi yelled and kicked as she was lowered into the massive cleavage with an exaggerated grace.

"What are you doing... Don't put me in your tit's... Jenna you bitc.... Ummmph!"

[jopitty]

Life in the dollhouse isn't exactly what I dreamed of, but it's not as bad as it could be. I mean, it's cosy in here. Alice did a pretty good job setting it up. The tiny bed is soft, and the little TV actually works, I mean, it's her old phone but I can still watch my favourite shows. The dollhouse bathroom is actually kind of cute and the giant soap bottles mean that my expensive conditioner will last forever!

Alice was the biggest issue, really. I mean, maybe I wasn’t the nicest sister before all of this—okay, I was a total bitch sometimes—but I don’t think that justifies what she’s putting me through now. She’s enjoying my tiny situation way too much, it's like she's paying me back for every insignificant thing I ever did!

It started small, no pun intended. She’d pick me up without warning, and tease me about being a 'little big sister'. Sometimes she make me do little dances for cookie crumbs! Humiliating, yes but a girls gotta eat!

But that was just the beginning.

Last night, she came into my room—or should I say, hovered over my dollhouse—and watched me as I tried to unwind in front of my tiny TV. I could feel her eyes on me, and it made my skin crawl. Then, without a word, she reached, grabbed me and pealed open the Velcro back of my dress -Barbies dress actually, but it's cuter on me!-

I kicked my legs uselessly the whole time. I don't know why I always fight back, it was always useless and most of the time it would only win me a spanked bottom!

As soon as I naked and shivering, she poured some water into the plastic tub and flicked me into it.

God I hated bath time!

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The shrink virus had not been kind to Emma. The once tall and popular girl now found herself living in a dollhouse and spending most of her time trying to avoid her sister Laura. A task that was easy at ground level, there's a thousand places to hide when you're smaller than a mouse, but on the unfortunate occasions that Emma was left on a desk or a counter, she was trapped. Situations like these presented themselves regularly for the poor shrinkie and her bratty sister never wasted an opportunity to take full advantage of her new position as big sister.

She had always been a bit of a bitch, but now that she had her big sister literally in the palm of her hand, she was relentless. Emma couldn't get a moment's peace without Laura poking fun, sticking her somewhere horrible, or laughing hysterically as Emma struggled to do whatever task the giant girl ordered her too.

Today had been one of the worst. Laura had spent the entire afternoon playing "catch" with Emma, tossing her up and down between her hands like a toy. No matter how much Emma screamed, Laura just giggled and kept going.

After a particularly hard toss, Emma had scrambled away from Laura’s clutches and dived for cover under the nearest hiding spot she could find— Laura's discarded bra on the bedroom floor! It was gross, sure, and it stunk of her, but it was safe. At least, that’s what she had thought.

She stayed hidden there, her tiny heart pounding as she listened to Laura's footsteps thunder out of the room. Maybe she'd get lucky, and Laura would get distracted by something else—like her phone or one of her many selfies. The smell of laundry detergent mixed with the faint scent of Laura’s perfume and the stench of her sweat filled Emma's nose as she huddled beneath the cup of the bra, trying to catch her breath.

"Emma! Where are you?!" Laura’s yelled, she was becoming frustrated and her voice was getting louder, "Where are you, you little freak?!"

Emma cringed, curling up tighter in her hiding spot. But then, another voice pierced the air, one that made Emma’s fear ebb into hope.

The door creaked open, and Emma felt a rush of air as her mom entered the room. Her giant feet appeared just inches away from her hiding spot.

"Laura, you know you're not supposed to mess with your sister," their mom said in that tired, exasperated tone she often used when dealing with Laura's antics.

"I wasn’t! She just… disappeared!" Laura lied, using that innocent lilt that fooled no one.

Emma tried to crawl free, but Laura, in her blind rummaging to look for her, must have shifted everything. The bra was flat on the ground and Emma couldn't budge it.

"Help me! Like, HELP ME!" she yelled as she pounded on the filthy fabric.

Massive fingers soon snaked under and lifted the bra, blinding light filling Emma's eyes.

"There you are!" Mom exclaimed, bending down to scoop Emma up gently in her hands.

Emma squirmed, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Mom!" was all she could say as Laura peered over the woman's shoulder and laughed.

"Under your Laura's bra?" Mom raised an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. "That’s not exactly the best hiding spot, sweetie."

"I didn’t exactly have a lot of options!" Emma snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. "And it’s not funny. Laura’s been tormenting me all day."

Laura opened her mouth to protest between giggles, but their mom silenced her with a stern glare.

"Enough, Laura. You know better," she said firmly. "You've got to be nicer to your sister."

Laura scowled but didn’t argue, sulking as she stomped out of the room. Emma watched her go with relief. Laura was always getting away with stuff like this, but at least she was gone now.

Her mom gently cradled her in one hand, sitting down on the bed. "I know it’s tough right now, Em," she said softly, brushing a tiny lock of hair out of Emma's face with a fingertip. "But we’re going to fix this. And in the meantime, you need to stay out of trouble, okay?"

Emma sighed, her anger deflating a little under her mom's concerned gaze. "I know, Mom. I just… I just wish Laura would stop being so mean to me."

"I’ll have a talk with her," Mom promised. "But you also have to be careful. Hiding under things like that could be dangerous. What if I hadn’t seen you?"

Emma knew her mom was right, but it didn’t make her feel any less frustrated. She was tired of being tiny, tired of being treated like a child, and most of all, tired of being at Laura’s mercy.

"I just want to be big again," Emma whispered, feeling a lump form in her throat.

"I know, sweetie," Mom said, bringing her up to her cheek for a comforting nuzzle. "And we’ll get there. Just hang in there, okay?"

Emma nodded, feeling a little better. It wasn’t the perfect solution, but at least she knew her mom was on her side. As for Laura, Emma hoped that maybe a good talking-to from Mom would finally get her to back off. But it was unlikely!

Any chance you could post that bra backgound in the request section, thank

[dubiouskey]

Really like all of this.

[jopitty]

Any chance you could post that bra backgound in the request section, thank
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All done!

[jopitty]

Really like all of this.

Thanks buddy!

[jopitty]

The morning sun glared through the plastic dome of their tiny prison, illuminating the six shrunken figures trapped inside. Their once-glamorous prom outfits looked like doll clothes on there shrunken bodies, a stark contrast to the night before where they each glared down at everyone with there usual smug sense of superiority. The thrill of the night before had curdled into pure, seething anger.

Sydney, pressed her hands against the curved plastic wall, peering out at the world beyond. "This is insane!" she hissed, her voice raw from a night of yelling. "We’re not pets. We’re better than them all... We're better than... this!"

Jake, slumped against the side of the cage and gave a frustrated sigh. "Yelling isn’t going to help us, Sydney. We need to think."

Lacey’s eyes blazed with fury as she paced the small space. "Think about what? How we’re going to make the science club pay for this? Those nerds have crossed the line!"

Trent kicked the pink plastic wheel in the corner, sending it spinning wildly. "I knew those losers were jealous of us, but this...this is war!"

Mia, usually the calmest of the group, couldn’t keep the fear out of her voice. "What if...what if we can’t get out? What if they’ve made it permanent?"

The group fell silent at the thought. Being bundled into the garish cage had been beyond humiliating, especially with everyone laughing at them, could they really be this small, this pathetic for ever!

All their status and control, everything they’d built their identities on, was gone. They were powerless, and that feeling was eating them alive. For the first time ever, they weren’t the ones in charge, and it was the worst thing they could imagine.

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"MOM! Wait, I'm down here! Mom, HELP!!!"

[jopitty]

"So... Now what!" Amanda glared at the back Brittany's head as her cheer captain stared up at the lockers high above them.

"I... I don't know... The App wasn't supposed to shrink me as well..."

"wait... So you were going to shrink us! And then what, keep us as your fucking pets!?" Amanda lunged forward, her anger clear as her head glowed red. Brittany flinched out of the way in time for the rest of the tiny team to jump in and hold Amanda back. "I'm going to kill you...!" She yelled as she kicked her legs out in desperation.

As soon as it was obvious that Amanda was held at bay, Brittany laughed, "Ha! Calm down shorty, We'll be bigger soon enough! The App is, like, temporary! Ugh, Drama queen!"

Before anyone could say another word the bell rang out all around them with a deafeningly loud chime.

The girls scrambled to hide anywhere that they could and Brittany found herself under a dusty locker with Amanda breathing heavily beside her as a hundred sets of gigantic feet stomped past in all directions.

There momentary eye contact ended when Amanda pushed her smug teammate into the open with an almighty shove.

Brittany's appearance in the monstrously massive hallway burst into pandemonium and the terrified girl was quickly snatched up by an enormous hand.

It was then that Amanda saw it, Brittany's phone, tiny and smashed into a million pieces.

Her heart sank, would they still grow back if the App was gone!

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Sophie stood in her front yard, ready to head inside after waving goodbye to her mom. Just as she turned, Tara Collins, the girl next door, sauntered over with a smug grin.

“Hey skank, I heard you're off to college, huh? So, like, I suppose you think you’re better than everyone now?” Tara sneered, her arms crossed.

Sophie rolled her eyes. “What’s your problem, Tara? Just... Just fuck of...”

“HA! Your not even there yet and you've gone all high and mighty!” Tara shot back.

Sophie opened her mouth to reply, but suddenly, a strange dizziness washed over her. The world around her seemed to twist and blur, and within moments, she felt herself shrinking. The grass grew taller, the sidewalk stretched out, and in the blink of an eye, she was no bigger than a doll!

Sophie stared up in disbelief, her heart pounding in panic. “No, this can’t be real!” she whispered to herself, trying to make sense of what had just happened.

Her mind raced, and she quickly ducked out of the oversized clothes that pooled around her and into a nearby flower bed, hoping the tall stems and petals would hide her. Breathing heavily, she prayed that Tara hadn’t noticed.

But Tara had seen everything.

“Sophie! Did you just... SHRINK!?"

Sophie clasped her hands over her mouth to mask her gasps. If she just stayed still and quiet enough, maybe Tara would just... Leave?

"Just come out, dumass!" Tara laughed, "I'm not blind you little freak!"

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The afternoon sun bathed the backyard in a warm, golden light as three friends—Ava, Harper, and Mia—lounged beside the plastic Barbie pool that Ava had placed out there before using her dad's shrink ray to make her and her friends small enough to use it.

“This was a great idea!” Harper laughed, "I feel like an influencer or something!".

Mia, swimming up to them, nodded eagerly. “Best idea ever! But... we should head inside soon to return to normal size.”

Ava glanced at the house, worry crossing her face. “Yeah, let’s hurry before my dad notices the shrink ray is missing.”

The trio carefully made their way toward the back door, but froze when they saw who was waiting for them.

Blocking the entrance was Ava’s younger sister, Becky. Normally an annoying inconvenience, Becky now loomed above them, a smug smile stretching across her face.

“Oh no,” Ava whispered.

Becky spotted them and burst into giggles. “Dad's going to freak when he finds out that you've been messing with his shrink ray!!” she teased, her smirk widening.

“Becky, move! We need to get inside,” Ava called up, her tiny voice made Becky’s smile widen.

“Why should I?” Becky asked, crossing her arms and blocking the doorway completely. “You guys are always telling me what to do. Now I’m the one in charge.”

“Just, let us in!” Ava tried to appear calm and in control but her sister was just so huge!

The giggling giantess leaned forward and pinched her sisters bikini top between her fingers. “You’re so small and helpless now...” she then pulled it away and laughed as her sister yelled in embarrassment.

"What the fuck! I'm going to kick your fucking ass!”

Becky’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “um, sure thing Barbie!" She turned to the two girls that were a few feet away, " Oh, and by the way, I’ve got an empty hamster cage in my room.”

Ava’s eyes widened in horror. “You wouldn’t—”

“Oh, I definitely would,” Becky interrupted. “Why should I help you when I could keep you guys as my little pets for a while?”

Harper gasped. “This isn’t fair! Please, just let us get to the shrink ray.”

Becky stomped forward and laughed as they all ran in terror.

"Now..." She thought to herself, "Where did I put that cage...?"

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"Stop pouting, just because you're all tiny now, doesn't mean you can't go on a girls night out!" Amanda prodded her friend gently.

Chelsea giggled, pushing her chest closer to the already uncomfortable girl, "Yeah, it'll be fun! Try and enjoy yourself!"

Gina was still getting used to her new size. The change in status was almost as hard to come to terms with than the change in height. All of her college friends now loomed over her with their smirking, smug faces. Clearly they all enjoyed seeing there fraternity president like this. Well, she wasn't really there president anymore, more like a mascot really!

[DocRick]

Your work continues to be very creative and imaginative. Kudos.

[jopitty]

Your work continues to be very creative and imaginative. Kudos.

Thank you! I'm happy you're enjoying them!