Doc's World

[kintsugi]

Loved this series since day one. I do wonder if you'd do some more, ahem, milf-ish plots? Speaking as a younger guy with a vested love of older women

[DocRick]

Loved this series since day one. I do wonder if you'd do some more, ahem, milf-ish plots? Speaking as a younger guy with a vested love of older women

Thank you for your kind words. I enjoy this hobby and when it makes someone else happy to view it, even better.

When I was a young man, 19-21ish, I dated older women, 27-34ish. I don't believe there was any particular reason for it or if I was actively seeking older women, but at 18, I looked much older than I was and those were the girls, ummmmm, women, I met and started relationships with. As I got older, my female interests got younger and younger. That said, most of my work comes from whatever my Facebook feed gives me, which is usually younger OF women. But I occasionally delve into older women, even a collage I made for someone involving a senior aged woman on page 126, not neglecting them intentionally, but creating my images from, pardon the expression, whatever comes up.

I'll see what I can do with some older lady concept images.

[DocRick]

[kintsugi]

Loved this series since day one. I do wonder if you'd do some more, ahem, milf-ish plots? Speaking as a younger guy with a vested love of older women

Thank you for your kind words. I enjoy this hobby and when it makes someone else happy to view it, even better.

When I was a young man, 19-21ish, I dated older women, 27-34ish. I don't believe there was any particular reason for it or if I was actively seeking older women, but at 18, I looked much older than I was and those were the girls, ummmmm, women, I met and started relationships with. As I got older, my female interests got younger and younger. That said, most of my work comes from whatever my Facebook feed gives me, which is usually younger OF women. But I occasionally delve into older women, even a collage I made for someone involving a senior aged woman on page 126, not neglecting them intentionally, but creating my images from, pardon the expression, whatever comes up.

I'll see what I can do with some older lady concept images.

Much obliged. And good lord I hope my dating life is as fortunate as yours was, I've never been able to be attracted to any gal younger than me, possibly because I had a LOT of sisters. always been fond of women my age or older.

[DocRick]

Derek had an IQ of 170, but socially inept. He often fell prey to his crush, Justine, who used him to get her Chemistry and Physics class, flirting with him and leading him on all the way to the Prom, where she told him two weeks prior to the dance that she was going with a college guy. A year later, they found themselves attending the same college, Derek taking Physics and Advanced Molecular Modification Studies and Justine taking Art and Gender Studies. She pretty much ignored him in public but occasionally called him when she was having trouble in one of the classes.

Then one day she called him. She was entering a Cosplay contest as a Forte Night character and wanted him to create her an armored costume with his 3D printer. Of course, he couldn't say no.......just being in the same room with her was a thrill his stunted hormones fired up on. He told her to come over on Saturday and bring her yoga tights so he could do a 3D scan of her to program the printer. She came over on Saturday and he performed the scan. Derek said he could have everything made and she could come back over the next Saturday and they could paint it. Saturday came and she told him she couldn't make it and would he paint it for her?

Crestfallen, Derek pondered trashing the costume, then he got an idea. He painted everything, then got to work on a "special" part of the costume. The next Saturday, the day of the contest, Justine came over to put on the costume then go to the competition. Derek handed her a one piece knit jumpsuit made of nylon with metal threads, telling her she needs to wear it to hold the armor on her. She went into the bathroom and when she came out, Derek nearly fainted seeing her body under the tightly fitting jumpsuit. He helped her put on the armor suit, piece by piece, then attached a small box that looked like a computer module. He stepped back so she could look at herself in the mirror. She smiled and told him it came out perfect, as she compared her costume to the corresponding Forte Night action figure Derek had set on the table. Derek grinned slightly and said it was not quite perfect....yet, as he reached out and pressed a button on the computer module attached to the suit.

Justine felt a tingling sensation all over her body, the current running through the metal fabric in the jumpsuit. Then she felt a sensation of slowing falling as she noticed the room, and Derek, getting bigger and bigger. The sensation stopped and she found herself looking straight at the top of his high-topped sneakers. "What did you do to me?" she screamed. Derek just laughed, reached down and picked her up. The joints of the armor had locked and prevented her from moving. Derek reached to her and removed the computer module, now the size of a microchip, dropped it onto the floor and crushed it under his foot.

"This makes it permanent now." he said.

"What do you mean permanent?" she cried.

"I've always dreamed of holding you in my arms, but you took advantage of me. But no more. Now I can hold you in just one hand. You're mine to take advantage of whenever I want. Now......let's get this armor off of you so I can have a little fun."

[DocRick]

Even after she was shrunk, Karen refused to give up her position as floor manager.......but soon she found the "floor" was not a very safe place to be when you're only five inches tall.

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Waking up in a strange bedroom after a wild party, Molly found she could open the door or windows. The room looked familiar, like she's seen it before, in a dollhouse and miniature store. Suddenly, the room shook and one wall pulled away and she out, impossible as it was, where she was....................

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George learned through a mutual acquaintance that his new wife Becky, was planning on divorcing him, taking everything he had and worse, getting custody of his daughter, accusing him of child abuse and neglect. George contacted a friend at Size Matters, Inc, and arraigned to borrow the Matter Manipulator. Later, when Becky fell deep asleep from the sedative he slipped in her drink, he miniaturized her, ziptied her into an empty Barbie Doll box and put her in a Toy r Us bag........

A few hours later, he heard rustling from the bag and figured she had awakened. He pulled the box out of the bag and held it up so she could see him....

"Now Sweetheart......a divorce? I really don't think that will be necessary. Tomorrow is Molly's birthday. You know how she loved playing Barbie Dolls with you. Now she can REALLY play dolls with you. When she's sleeping, I can play with you too. And you remember Suzy, your former best friend that you slept with her boyfriend? I think she'll enjoying playing with you too, but I doubt anything Barbie will be involved."

[DocRick]

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Not my work, but found on a Facebook Photoedit page.....

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"Welcome to your new home"

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Sitting alone at the local Pizza Hut eating lunch, my eye catches a movement on the table next to me occupied by a family. At first, I thought I was hallucinating, but then I realized what I was seeing was real.......a girl I knew in High School, the one who barely gave me the time of day, but only five inches tall. I had heard rumors about the lab accident that caused her to shrink, but I thought it was just bullshit. And now, there she is....looking right at me and is she asking me out?

[DocRick]

I was wandering around the vender's tables at a Jeepfest and was passing by a table that sells those stupid ducks that people line their dashboards with. I was never into that, and I started to walk by when I saw something different. It was a duck shaped like a human, sitting Buddha-style. Kind of different and it held my attention. Unfortunately, I didn't have much cash on me, then a loud crash from the car crushing event drew everyone's attention, so I reached out and grabbed the duck and stuck it in my pocket. I decided to leave to get something to eat and just before climbing into my Jeep, I pulled the duck out of my pocket. To my surprise, the duck was moving around in my hand, then reached up and pulled of its head.

"I'm not a toy duck. I'm a person in a duck suit. I was shrunk as part of a promotional gimmick. Please take me back to the vender you took me from !!!"

I smiled as I put the little duck-lady on my dashboard. "Well," I said to myself, "Maybe just ONE duck."

[DocRick]

Another shrunken babysitter. Her mind still has not accepted the fact that she is the size of a Barbie Doll.

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I haven't eaten at McDonald's since my kids grew up so I decided to stop at one just for memories sake. I even ordered a kid's meal. Well, the food there still sucks, but the happy meal toys have REALLY gotten better............

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Stephanie just finished getting ready for work. Her husband and stepson were already gone for the day, so she enjoyed the peace and quiet of the empty house. Satisfied with her outfit and jewelry, she picked up the bottle of her favorite perfume and gave her neck a spritz......but instead of a spritz, a body engulfing cloud came out. When the cloud cleared, Stephanie was shocked to find herself miniaturized to five inches tall.

She struggled with the reality of her predicament and tried to think what to do. Her cellphone was on the kitchen counter and there was no way she could climb up there. She couldn't open the door to try to find help.....then thinking leaving the house would be a really bad idea. Cats, dogs, kids, perverts....any one of these could find her and it probably wouldn't be too enjoyable for her. She would just have to wait until her husband or stepson get home.

Hours later, she heard the front door open. Then heavy footsteps shook the floor, then her bedroom door opened. Her stepson, Johnny came in slowly, scanning the room.....no, scanning the floor until he saw her. He covered the ground between them in three steps, bent down and before she could react or even say anything, he grabbed her in his hand and carried her to his bedroom where he began to play with her like she was one of his action figures.

"Stop it right now Johnny. Put me down. Call your dad. Tell him to come home immediately."

Johnny just laughed and continued to play with her. "Dad says not to call him at work unless it's an emergency."

"This IS an emergency, you stupid kid. Call him. Tell him what happened to me."

"I don't have to call him. He already knows. After all, this was all his idea."

[DocRick]

Now available on Amazon, a carryon room when traveling with your tiny.

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When you pass out at a party at Professor Thorton's house, you never know where (or how small) you will wake up....

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She likes to freshen up before playtime......

[DocRick]

Saturday night bath

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"Stop pouting. This dollhouse is just until I find a way to restore you to normal size."

"It looks rather extravagant for a temporary thing."

"Well, "temporary" is.......subjective."

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She liked the first image I created and asked for more........

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An OFer who calls herself Barbie, so........

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A tisket, a tasket, a tiny in a basket........

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When you're a megastar like Taylor Swift, you are always looking to top your last performance so when someone got this bright idea, she jumped on it. Using a new technology, she would be miniaturized to five inches and suspended from a small drone. When the audience was all in the stadium, the drone would be flown in, buzz the crowd, then land on a platform in the center of the stage and she would be instantly returned to normal size in a puff of smoke.

Just before the concert was to begin, Ms. Swift was miniaturized, attached to a harness beneath the drone and launched into the air. She made several loops around the stadium, when suddenly the drone operator lost control. It gained altitude, then flew up and out of the stadium. With no input from the controller anymore, the drone descended, hit a tree and crashed into a grassy field.

A jogger saw the drone go down and ran over to investigate. He picked up the drone and found the shaken, but uninjured Swift dangling beneath it. Not a fan of her music, but a fan of tiny helpless women, he detached her from the drone, tossed the drone into a nearby stream and with no pockets in his running suit, placed her inside his shorts and continued on his run..............