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[jopitty]

Lila poked out her head from behind the towering dollhouse. Breathing heavily, her tiny heart raced as she watched Harper’s giant body move around the room. She had called out Harpers name more than once this morning and the massive girl had finally heard something and come to investigate. Harper’s eyes landed on the dollhouse, and her expression shifted from confusion to shock.

“Lila?” She gasped, dropping to her knees. Her eyes went wide as she spotted her tiny friend. “Oh my God, is that really you?”

Lila nodded, she forced a smile but her cheeks burned with embarrassment. “Y... Yeah, it’s me,” she squeaked, her voice barely reaching Harper’s ears. “Um.. Surprise…”

Harper stared at her in disbelief for a moment, then her face softened as realization dawned. “The Shrink Virus… I totally forgot about that. I can’t believe it happened to you! How did—what happened?”

Lila sighed, feeling utterly humiliated as she stepped out from her hiding spot. “Well, last night, at Prom...,” she explained, trying to keep her voice steady despite the ridiculousness of the situation. “One minute, I’m dancing with Matt, and the next, I’m shrinking right in the middle of the dance floor! I was so freaked out, Harper! Everyone was huge, and I was trying not to get crushed by those cliquey girls stomping around in their dumb high heels.”

Harper’s mouth dropped open, her shock slowly giving way to a tiny hint of amusement. “Lila, that’s horrible! I can’t even imagine… But how did you end up here?”

“I tried to find you,” Lila continued, “but you were too busy flirting to notice me! I had to climb into your purse just to get out of there! I figured you’d see me once we got back to your house, but nope—you just tossed your purse on the floor and went to bed.”

“Oh no!” Harper gasped, “Lila, I’m so sorry! I had no idea…”

“Yeah, well, it gets worse,” the tiny girl grumbled, crossing her arms. “Your little sister found me this morning. She thought I was a doll, Harper! She dressed me up in those ridiculous outfits and made me play ‘fashion show’ with her! Do you have any idea how humiliating that was? I was begging her to stop, but she just kept going, like I a toy!”

Harper’s initial shock was giving way to a grin, and Lila could tell she was trying hard not to laugh. “Oh no, Lila, that’s awful,” Harper said, her voice shaking slightly. But the corners of her mouth were twitching, and Lila knew what was coming.

“Hey, stop laughing!” Lila squeaked, glaring up at her. She stomped out from behind the dollhouse, forgetting that she was naked. “This isn’t funny! It was a total nightmare!”

Harper couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out laughing, clutching her sides. “Dress up!? Then why are you... Naked!?"

Lila darted back to the safty of the dollhouse and clutched at herself, utterly humiliated. "You're fucking sister! Jesus... This is a nightmare!"

Harper eventually stopped laughing and reached for her friend. She giggled when Lila flinched away from her but quickly snatched her up. "Don't worry little mouse..." She smirked, "I'll find you something to wear.... Maybe WE could play dress up...!"

"What! No way... Hey... Ugh... Harper, put me down...!"

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“Give it back, Emma!” Sarah snapped, lunging across the couch, with a smug grin, she clicked the Netflix button, ending her sisters program instantly. Sarah always revelled in the power that she got from lording over her kid sister gave her, it was so easy to wind her up and she was powerless to do anything but whine. In truth, even listening to her whine made Sarah smile. It's good to be the older sibling sometimes!

“Ugh! You’re not the boss, Sarah! I was watching that”

"Yeah, well, now you're not!" A self satisfied grin made Emma pout. Sarah continued, "Plus, I’m older, so actually, I AM in charge!”

The tension between them crackled like static, and just as Emma was about to snatch the remote back she saw her sister's face twist into a strange grimace.

It almost looked like she was panicked, but that didn't make any sense, Sarah was always so smug and self assured.

And then she saw it.

At first, it looked like Sarah was slipping her jumper off as her hands slid into the sleeves, but her head dropped down too and it was getting smaller! In fact, all of her was getting smaller!

“What… what’s happening?!” Sarah’s voice, now high-pitched and frantic, squeaked out as her body collapsed into the the thickness of her clothes..

Emma’s initial shock quickly turned into gleeful surprise. Her eyes sparkled with delight as she watched her bossy big sister shrink more and more until her terrified face plopped under the folds of fabric and into darkness.

The tiny bounce of movement was strangely hypnotic, with the tiny, chirpy standing out in hilarious contrast. "Help me!" It whimpered, muffled. "M... Mom!"

Emma giggled, it was a long time since she had heard her big sister call out for her mommy!

The bump moved across the baggy jumper and eventually a head poked out from a sleeve. Emma and Sarah made eye contact and for a second the world froze.

Then the tiny sister pulled the cloth back over herself and tried to burrow back inside.

"HA!" Emma laughed, "Not so fast!" the gentlest of touches made Sarah tumble out as Emma lifted the sleeve, marvelling at how light and tiny Sarah had become.

"This is too good! Of all the people to catch the shrink virus! HA!" Just as she was reaching toward her, there mom came into the room.

"Hey, where's your sister?" Her tone was casual, almost distracted, as she absentmindedly thumbed through a few more letters, not really looking up or expecting much of an answer.

Emma didn't hesitate and bundled the giant jumper over the tiny girl before she had a chance to yell out.

"...Um, I think she went to a friends house... Yeah... Um, that's it, she's staying at Stacey's tonight..." A hasty lie, though unconvincing enough that her mom walked away.

As soon as the coast was clear, Emma freed her sister and smiled at what a dishevelled mess she had become.

"Ooh, that was close! I better register you quick!"

Sarah’s eyes widened in terror. Of course, she knew what it meant. Shrinkies were supposed to be ‘cared for,’ but everyone knew that in reality, they were just pets.

“What! No, you're not registering me... MOM! MOM HELP!" Sarah tried to run but stumbled and rolled across the couch.

A cold hand wrapped around her, strong and unyielding, pinning her arms and letting her legs dangle as she was lifted into the air.

""Wow, I can’t believe how small you are! I mean, I've seen shrinkies online before but this is... Crazy!"

"Ugh... Put me down!" Sarah grumbled as she struggled in her sisters grip.

"You're almost too small! Not that I'm complaining!" Reaching down, she grabbed her purse and dropped her sister inside. "Honestly this is unreal... You're going to be my pet!"

Sarah scrambled around in the bag, gasping for air, "No... Don't you dare register me... Get Mom...!"

A huge grin stretched across Emma's face. "You're DEFINTATLY not in charge anymore!" She laughed as she zipped her screaming sister in.

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Mandy had done everything she could to make life as comfortable as possible for her daughter Megan after she caught the shrinking virus. At just three inches tall, Megan was vulnerable, and despite being 21, Mandy couldn’t bear the thought of leaving her alone while she went on a business trip. The tiny girl spent most of her days in the safety of her cage, a precaution to keep her from any pests or accidents. Megan had refused to see anyone since she shrank, embarrassed and scared of how people would react.

But Mandy had an idea. Megan needed a friend, someone to keep her company for the weekend. Maybe it would help her feel less isolated. Mandy decided to go through Megan’s phone, looking for someone she could trust. As she scrolled through, she noticed a bunch of missed calls from Tiffany. Mandy smiled to herself—Tiffany must be a good friend if she called so many times. Little did she know, Tiffany’s intentions were far from friendly. She was only calling to gloat, to rub it in that the once popular and confident Megan was now reduced to such a tiny, helpless size.

Mandy was excited as she placed Megan on the kitchen table that morning. The tiny girl sat there, looking up at her mom, curious but nervous. She had no idea what was coming.

“Megan, sweetheart,” Mandy said with a warm smile, “I know you’ve been having a hard time since the virus, so I thought I’d do something nice for you. I invited a friend over to keep you company while I’m away.”

Megan’s heart dropped. “W-what? Who?” she squeaked.

Before Mandy could answer, the doorbell rang. “That must be her now!” Mandy darted away, oblivious to the panic on Megan’s face. She hurried to the door, leaving Megan alone on the table, her mind racing.

When Mandy returned, Megan’s worst fears were confirmed. Tiffany strutted into the kitchen, a self-satisfied grin plastered on her face. She looked down at Megan, her eyes gleaming with smugness.

“Oh, Megan, look at you!” Tiffany said sweetly. She was clearly trying to sound concerned but the mockery in her voice was unmistakable.

“Tiffany?! No mom, please...” Megan started to say, but before she could finish, Tiffany’s hand swooped down, scooping her up. Tiffany’s fingers wrapped around her tightly, and Megan’s world went dark as she was cupped in the monstrous girls hands.

“Oh, don’t worry, Mrs. Andrews,” Tiffany said, with fake sweetness as she turned to Mandy. “I’ll take good care of her.”

Mandy smiled, completely oblivious to the tension in the room. “Thank you so much, Tiffany. I feel so much better knowing Megan’s in good hands.”

“Of course,” Tiffany replied, her grin widening as she casually walked Mandy to the door, all the while holding Megan trapped in her hands.

She had to stifle a giggle at Megan's tiny, muffled protests, feint as they were.

Leaving Mandy at the door, she returned to the kitchen table, dropping Megan down with enough gentleness that it looked kind but with just enough force that the tiny girl tumbled back onto her backside with a bump.

Megan tried to call her mom back, but her voice was too small, too faint to be heard across the room.

“Goodbye, Mrs. Andrews!” Tiffany called cheerfully as she waved Mandy off.

“Goodbye, girls! Have fun!” Mandy smiled, closing the door behind her.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Tiffany turned back to Megan, her smile turning cruel. “Hey, freak!" She spat, "How's life in the slow lane?"

Megan backed away, terrified of what was to come. "Tiff... Tiff please..." She stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Ha! This is too good... Hey, how about you show me some tiny cheer routines, huh!"

Megan looked down at the cheerleader outfit her mom had dressed her in that morning and her humiliation tripled.

"I said..." Tiffany slapped her palm down on the table, "Dance you little mouse!"

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The two tiny sisters, Emma and Sophie, their voices high-pitched and squeaky as they argued over something silly—who had the comfier spot in their little dollhouse that night.

They were so caught up in their bickering that they didn’t notice their much larger little sister, Kelly, watching them. Kelly, who had once been the smallest, now towered over them, and she couldn’t help but giggle at how ridiculous they looked, so small and feisty.

“Why are you two munchkins always fighting?” Kelly finally said, her voice booming down at them. Emma and Sophie froze, looking up at their giant little sister in surprise. Kelly had a smug grin on her face as she crossed her arms. “Honestly, it's like having naughty puppies. Do I need to remind you just how little you are now?”

Emma and Sophie exchanged nervous glances. They hated being reminded of how small they’d become, especially by their younger sister. But before they could say anything, Kelly leaned down, her shadow falling over them like a dark cloud.

“You better behave,” Kelly warned, her tone playful but with a hint of authority. “Or else maybe I’ll have to give you a little spanking, like the naughty girls you’re being.”

The tiny sisters’ faces turned red with anger and embarrassment. They hated being treated like this, but they knew they didn’t have much choice. Reluctantly, they mumbled apologies, their tiny voices barely audible.

“Sorry, Kelly,” they said, feeling humiliated.

Kelly’s grin widened as she stood up straight again, pleased with their response. “Good girls,” she said with a smug laugh.

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“I can’t believe we... we shrunk her!” Jess said, trembling. “We need to tell a professor right away. Rachel needs help!”

Amy, who was leaning against the locker with a worried frown, shook her head. “Are you kidding? If we get caught, we’re going to be in huge trouble. We don’t even know how to fix it. What if it's permeant? This HAS to be illegal or something!?”

Zoe, who had been unusually quiet, suddenly spoke up with a sly smile. “Or maybe… maybe we should just keep Rachel this way. Think about it. She’s tiny and super cute, and she’ll be easy to take care of. We could make her our little pet.”

Jess’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What? Are you serious, Zoe? That’s horrible! She’s our friend!”

Zoe shrugged, still smiling. “I know, I know; but It's not like I wouldn't take great care of her! Think about it, if we tell someone, she'll still be tiny and we'll be in serious trouble, at least this way she doesn't end up in some lab somewhere!”

Amy looked between Jess and Zoe, her face twisted with indecision. “I don’t like this idea, Zoe. But… Jess, what if there’s no way to reverse this? What if we really can’t fix it? Maybe we should keep Rachel safe... At least until we can figure out more?”

Jess sighed, her shoulders slumping. “Okay, But just until we can undo it, ok?”

As Rachel looked up at them with tiny, fearful eyes, Jess took a deep breath. “Alright, we’ll keep her in my locker here for now, I've got a hamster cage at home, I'll come and get her at the end of the day”

Zoe nodded, her grin still in place, while Amy gave a reluctant nod. She turned to her tiny friend, "Stay here shorty, we'll be back soon... And stay quite!" she closed the door and turned the key, plunging Rachel into darkness.

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Natalie had been in a complete panic when she discovered that her big sister, Hannah, had caught the shrinking virus and was now no bigger than six inches tall. After a frenzied search for a safe place, Natalie had hastily thrown Hannah in her underwear drawer when she heard there mom return from work.

An hour later, with her nerves somewhat steadied, Natalie returned to check on her tiny sister. Her heart sank into her stomach when she saw what Hannah had done. Hannah had used one of Natalie’s favourite pairs of underwear as a makeshift dress. The satin pink pair had been butchered, torn into pieces.

Natalie’s frustration bubbled over as she opened the drawer. “Hannah, seriously? You had to use my favourite pair of panties? Do you have any idea how much I loved these? They’re ruined now!”

Hannah, who had been trying to stay warm and cover up, looked up at Natalie. Her hour in the dark drwer had made her angry but one look at the frowning giant stopped dead any thoughts of rage. Her tiny voice trembled as she tried to explain, “I—I didn’t have a choice! It was either this or nothing.”

Natalie’s eyes narrowed in irritation. “Well, that doesn’t change the fact that my favourite underwear is completely wrecked. Couldn’t you have used something else?”

Hannah was too scared to argue. The towering presence of her sister and the anger in her voice made her feel even smaller and more helpless. She wanted to defend herself but found it too daunting.

Natalie sighed deeply, shaking her head as she carefully pulled the ruined underwear away from Hannah. “I don't care, if you mess with my stuff again I'll....”

Hannah clasped hold of her new dress and tried to yank it free, halting her sister tirade in the process, "Hey... Leave it alone...!"

"Really!?" Natalie was amazed, "It belongs to me!"

Even with there size difference the two sisters were quick to bicker.

"But... I'm naked...!"

"Yeah, but your also, like, 6 inches tall... So if I want it back..." She yanked it away, "Then I get it back!"

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“Oooh, Zoe, listen to this!” Lucy said with a smirk, turning the phone so her shrunken sister could see the screen from her little cage. “This article has some great tips on how to train shrinkie's like you.”

Zoe crossed her tiny arms, glaring up at Lucy. “You're supposed to be helping me! I'm not you fucking pet!”

But Lucy only giggled, clearly enjoying herself. “Yeah, sure, everyone knows what shrinkie caregiver means dumass! I'm just lucky that, of all the bitchy freaks in the world that could catch the shrink virus, I got you! Now, listen to this...”

She scrolled down a bit, her eyes scanning the list. “ ‘Establish clear commands and reinforce them with rewards or punishments. Small pets should learn to associate specific actions with either treats or discipline.’” Lucy grinned. “I guess that means I’ll have to come up with some commands for you, huh?”

Zoe backed up against the bars of her cage, shaking her head. “What... It actually say's pet!?”

“I told you, everyone knows that shrinkies are pets!” Lucy said, waving her hand dismissively. She continued reading. “‘For particularly stubborn pets, a light tap or spanking can be an effective way to correct bad behaviour.’”

She paused, then looked over at Zoe with a smirk. “Spanking, huh? Can you imagine that, Zoe? Me, giving you a little smack when you’re naughty?” Lucy laughed, clearly amused by the idea.

Zoe’s face turned bright red, anger and humiliation flushed her skin and she felt dizzy. “You wouldn’t dare!”

“Oh, you think...,” Lucy said with a giggle, leaning in closer. “Try me!”

Zoe’s tiny hands gripped the bars of the cag. “You can't... I'll tell Mom!”

Lucy shrugged, unbothered by Zoe’s outburst. “Maybe, but then I'll just do something worse. You know, Zoe, this is really for your own good. You’ve been so spoiled for so long, it’s about time someone taught you how to behave.”

She glanced back at the article, her finger scrolling down the page. “There’s more here, but I’ll save the rest for later. I wouldn’t want to overwhelm you with too much at once.”

Zoe’s heart pounded as she watched her little sister close her phone. Lucy stood up, casually walking over to the cage and peering down at her tiny sister.

“Now,” Lucy said sweetly, “why don’t you practice sitting quietly like a good little pet while I think up some more fun ways to train you?”

Zoe opened her mouth to protest, but one look at Lucy’s smug expression stopped her. Instead, she slumped down inside the cage.

Lucy smiled, pleased with Zoe’s silent compliance. “Good girl,” she murmured.

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"Cassie.. Can we go home now, I'm starting to get a little overwhelmed"

"Ok, sweetie"

"Thanks, can you just put me in your pocket, I'm getting sick of people staring"

"Oh, sorry shorty, I don't have any pockets..."

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Riley decided to take Amy to the park. She carried her older sister down her blouse, wedged between her breasts. Secure and utterly humiliated, exactly what the obnoxious bitch deserved after catching the shrink virus a month ago.

Tucked safely out of sight, they found a quiet spot and Riley stretched out on a towel, placing Amy beside her.

"Don’t wander off," Riley teased, though they both knew that Amy’s tiny size made that nearly impossible.

Amy glared up at her, annoyed but powerless to protest. Riley soon drifted off to sleep, leaving Amy alone in the vast expanse of the park. As she looked around, her heart skipped a beat—she spotted a group of her old friends nearby, laughing and chatting together.

Panic washed over her. The thought of her friends seeing her like this—so small, so utterly helpless—was mortifying. She knew they’d never look at her the same way again. Frantically, Amy turned to Riley, who was still dozing peacefully.

"Riley! Riley, wake up!" Amy’s tiny voice was strained with desperation. "Please, wake up... you have to hide me!"

Riley stirred, blinking her eyes open. As she realized what was happening, a slow grin spread across her face. Amy’s distress was always amusing to her.

"Oh, Amy," Riley said, suppressing a laugh. "You don’t want them to see you like this? Too bad, I think they’d love to see what’s become of their bossy old friend."

"Riley, no!" Amy pleaded, her voice trembling. "Please, don’t do this!"

But Riley was already waving them over, a wicked gleam in her eyes. "Hey, guys! Come here, you’ve got to see something!"

Amy’s heart sank as she watched her old friends turn toward them. She felt a wave of humiliation wash over her, knowing there was no escape. As her friends approached, their expressions shifted from confusion to shock and finally amusement.

"Amy?" one of them asked, eyes wide with astonishment. "Is that really you?"

Amy could only nod, her face flushed with shame. She felt so small. Some tried to hold back their laughter, while others giggled openly, as if she wasn't even worth the effort of restraint

"Yep, it’s her," Riley confirmed with a smirk. "Isn’t it crazy? She’s all mine now."

Amy stood there, feeling utterly humiliated, as her friends whispered among themselves, exchanging looks of pity and amusement. Riley, meanwhile, was clearly enjoying every second of her sister’s discomfort, her grin growing wider with each question.

Amy wished she could disappear, but there was nowhere to hide. All she could do was endure the mockery and whispers, knowing that Riley was revelling in her misery.

The icing on the cake came when Riley showed them how she had carried the miniature brat there.

"No... Riley, don't... Umphh!"

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Zoe thought it was going to be an easy weekend. Babysit the neighbour's kids, make some cash, and maybe even sneak in some screen time. But when she agreed to watch the bratty siblings down the street, she had no idea what she was in for.

The TriMec corporation had a facility on the other side of town and a top secret experiment was about to put the town of Harrisville on the map. Everything was going according to plan until... it didn’t. The machine malfunctioned, sending out a silent, invisible shockwave that rippled for miles.

Zoe never saw it coming. One moment she was giving the kids a stern lecture about bedtime, and the next, she was shrinking—fast. By the time she realized what was happening, it was too late. The kids, now towering over her, couldn’t believe their eyes. They had always seen Zoe as the bossy babysitter, but now she was no bigger than one of their action figures—and completely at their mercy.

For the rest of the weekend, Zoe was nothing more than a plaything, forced to endure endless games and humiliating pranks as the kids delighted in their newfound power. They dressed her up like a doll, gave her treats when she was good and spankings when she was bad! They even trapped her in a plastic hamster cage. She tried to escape, tried to reason with them, but they just laughed—this was the most fun they’d ever had.

Finally, as Sunday evening rolled around, the kids decided it was time to send their “pet” back home. Zoe knew that once she was home, things would return to normal. Right?

She couldn’t have been more wrong. Because as she was delivered back to her house in that same plastic cage, Zoe had no idea that her biggest nightmare was just beginning...

Her sister Lucy was home alone when the kids came knocking and she was overjoyed at her big sisters new size.

“Zoe? No way… is that really you?”

She moved closer, her shock turning into a wide-eyed grin. “Oh my God, you’re actually tiny! Like, bite-sized! This is unreal!”

Zoe shouted up at her, but Lucy barely heard, too caught up in the absurdity of it all. “You’re stuck in a hamster cage! This is priceless!”

A slow, mean smile spread across Lucy’s face. “Look at you, all helpless and small. Who’s the bossy one now, huh? Guess you’re not so tough when you’re fun-sized.”

The kids laughed aloung with her, "Yeah, we've been training her up!" one said.

The other giggled, "I gave her bum a few spanks! She's a quick learner!"

Lucy leaned in, her voice dripping with smugness. “This is too good! I could just keep you like this forever, my own little pet. This is too good to be true.”

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It all began in the cafeteria, when a spilled drink led to a heated argument with Jessica, the campus' biggest troublemaker. Josie’s temper flared, and what started as a minor spat quickly became a full-blown shouting match.

By lunch, Josie, unable to calm herself down, marched through the hallways with a single mission: to settle the score with Jessica.

Josie found Jessica, leaning casually against her locker, looked up with a smug grin. “Oh, look who’s here,” she spat with her usual condescending smugness.

Josie's anger stepped up a notch “You think you can just push me around? I’m not letting this go. I’m going to—”

But before she could finish her threat, a strange, eerie hum filled the air. A sudden, blinding flash of light erupted from nowhere, and Josie felt a bizarre, tingling sensation. It was as if her entire body was being squeezed and squished. The hallway and lockers around her grew monstrously large, as if they were growing like one of those nature docs about plants!

Josie looked up in terror and realized... She had shrunk! Her clothes were pooled around her and she was completely naked! The once-familiar corridor now seemed enormous and intimidating.

And then she traced the long, skyscraper legs up, slowly. Past a gigantic waste, mountainous breasts, up to Jessica’s face. Still smirking, still filled with smug self-satisfaction but now, terrifying!. “What—what’s happening?!” Josie’s tiny voice squeaked.

Jessica’s eyes widened in shock, then gleamed with a wicked delight. “No. Fucking. Way! You’re actually tiny!”

Josie tried to move, her tiny limbs feeling weak and unsteady. “Ge... Get away from me! I swear to God Jessica, I'll kick your ass..!” she threatened, though her fear trembled through her rage.

Jessica’s expression shifted to cruel amusement. “Oh really? And how are you going to do that?” she asked, leaning in with a mocking smile.

Josie’s heart raced as she flailed and squirmed, trying to escape, but it was useless. “You can’t do this to me!” she shouted, but Jessica only laughed.

“This is too perfect,” Jessica said. “You come storming up to me, ready for another round and then..." She shifted her hand enough to make Josie squeal, "Ha! Pathetic!”

She opened her locker, with a smirk. Josie’s stomach dropped as she was unceremoniously dropped inside.

A thundering thud plunged Josie into darkness, where she slumped to the floor.

Hours later, the noise of the campus was almost deafening and Josie huddled in the dim locker, her mind racing. Suddenly, she heard a creaking noise. The locker door swung open, flooding the interior with harsh light. Josie squinted, her eyes adjusting to see the bustle of campus life ahead of her.

She wanted to run, to cal out for help but everything was so big, so overwhelming. Her heart sat in her throat and she simply ducked behind some books in fear.

It wasn't long before Jessica came back and saw her locker door open. She ran to it in a panic only to find Josie still sitting there.
“Oh my god, you're still here?" she was confused, why hadn't the miniature girl just ran away, then realisation hit her, "Wait... Were you too scared to run... Ha! Little miss toughness! This is far to much fun... Don't worry freak, I'll keep you safe from the big bad campus!"

Josie’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She tried to maintain a defiant look but felt completely exposed. “I—”

Jessica’s giant finger poked into the locker, jostling Josie. “Look at you, all tiny and helpless. It’s kind of pathetic, really.”

Josie tried to fight back, but the force of Jessica’s poke made her stumble. “Stop it!” she shouted, her tiny voice filled with frustration. “This isn’t funny!”

Jessica’s laughter filled the hallway. “Funny!? This is hilarious!"

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By the time Kelly arrived home, the world had become a terrifying, giant place. The college professor who had driven her rang the doorbell, and soon, Harriette, Kelly’s 18-year-old sister, appeared at the door.

Harriette raised an eyebrow at the pet carrier in the professor’s hand. “What is this?” she asked, her tone half curious, half annoyed.

The professor cleared his throat. “This is Kelly. She’s been affected by the Shrink Virus. Your mother is aware of the situation, I'm sure she's on her way, but the Westpoint university have asked that she be brought home immediately, campus policy.”

Harriette blinked, her brain processing the information. “Kelly? In there?” she repeated, glancing down at the carrier.

“Indeed,” the professor said. “She’ll need some time to adjust. It’s important to keep her in the carrier for a while so she doesn’t become disoriented or frightened. Too much stimulation could overwhelm her in this state.”

As if on cue, Harriette’s phone buzzed with a text from their mom: “Kelly caught the shrinking virus at college! They are sending her home today, I'll be there soon.”

“Thanks, Professor. I’ll take it from here,” Harriette said, cutting him off and taking the carrier from his hand.

The professor hesitated. “Remember, Harriette, she’s in a very vulnerable state. Just keep her calm and—”

“I got it, I got it,” Harriette interrupted, already closing the door behind her. She held the carrier up to her face, peering inside at her miniature sister.

Kelly was huddled in the corner, looking up at her with wide, frightened eyes. It was amusing to her that she was still naked. Obviously clothes don't shrink when people get the virus but couldn't they have given her a napkin or something!

“Hey, freak,” Harriette whispered with a smirk. “Guess who’s in charge now?”

Kelly opened her mouth to speak, but her tiny voice was too faint for Harriette to hear clearly. Harriette’s smirk grew wider. She placed the carrier on the kitchen table and opened the door. “Come on out, Kelly. Let’s have some fun.”

Kelly hesitated, remembering what the professor had said about staying inside to avoid getting overwhelmed. But Harriette wasn’t having any of that. She reached in and grabbed her sister, wrapping her fingers around Kelly’s tiny body and pulling her out into the open air.

“Harriette, put me back!” Kelly squeaked. “I’m not ready!”

“Ready? For what?” Harriette scoffed, holding her up close to her face. “For life as a tiny little freak? Too bad! You’re just going to have to deal with it. Besides, I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.”

Kelly’s heart raced as she squirmed in her sister’s grip, but she was powerless to escape. Harriette laughed, watching Kelly struggle like a trapped bug. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun,” Harriette whispered, her voice dripping with malice. “Just you wait. Big sister Kelly isn’t so big anymore, huh?”

Kelly pulled out her phone and replied with a giddy text. Less then a minute passed before she received a reply.

After reading it, i slow, wicked grin spread across her face as she glanced down at Kelly, who was squirming pointlessly in her hand.. “You got played with like a doll!?” Harriette laughed “Like an actual fucking doll?”

Kelly’s face flushed with embarrassment, and she desperately tried to look away, but Harriette wasn’t about to let this go. “Oh, this just gets better and better!” she gloated, shaking Kelly lightly as if she were a toy. “First, you get shrunk down to pocket size, and then a bunch of kids decide to use you as their personal doll. I bet you looked so cute in those little outfits they put you in.”

“Harriette, stop!” Kelly squeaked, humiliated. “It’s not funny!”

“Not funny?” Harriette laughed, the sound echoing through the hallway. “It’s hilarious! I wish I’d been there to see it... Actually, I don't suppose that matters... Apparently they posted it online!”

Kelly’s heart dropped. “What? No... they didn’t...” she stammered, struggling to acknowledge her humiliation.

“Oh, they did,” Harriette said with a smug grin. She quickly exchanged a few more messages with their mom, her fingers flying across the screen. Within minutes, she had the video pulled up on TikTok.

Harriette struggled to get through it, her laughter too overpowering. “Oh my God, Kelly, you’re famous! Look at you, all dressed up like a little princess... or a superhero... or whatever that is,” she gasped between fits of laughter.

Kelly’s cheeks burned as she heard the faint, muffled sounds of the video playing, unable to see it herself but knowing exactly what it showed. Harriette’s laughter rang in her ears.

“This is priceless,” Harriette managed to say, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. “You’re going to have a hard time living this one down, sis. I hope you’re ready for the spotlight... Now.. share-all contacts... Um, yes please!”

[jopitty]

“Kelsey? Is that really you?”

“Yeah, it’s me!” Kelsey shouted. “I think I got that... that shrink virus everyone’s talking about!”

Mia knelt down. “Oh my God, Kelsey! I didn’t even know it was real. I just heard rumours. I don’t know what to do!”

“And you think I do!?” Kelsey panted in frustration. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for ages. You’ve been so absorbed in your fucking phone... I almost had a meltdown!”

“I’m so sorry, Kelsey. I didn’t notice anything. We need to get you out of here, but where can we put you?”

Kelsey looked up at Mia, who was desperately searching for a solution. “I don’t want to be shoved in your pocket! It’s dark and cramped. I'm not spending my life like that, I don't care how small I am!”

Mia’s eyes darted around, realizing that the pocket was the only practical option they had. “I know it’s not ideal, but it's the best we have right now. We can’t leave you out in the open.”

Kelsey’s protest was cut short as Mia started to grin. How about..." she plucked her angry friend from the floor and lowered her toward her cleavage with a slow, almost theatrical flourish.

“No way!” Kelsey yelled and tried to fight against Mia's hand. “I'll go in the pocket... I'LL GO IN THE POCKET... MIA, PLEASE!”

Without waiting for further protests, Mia placed Kelsey into her cleavage. Kelsey’s yells got louder the second she tiny hands pressed against her soft breast.

"There we are" Mia giggled, "All safe!"

[jopitty]

The cheerleading gym was abuzz with excitement as the squad rehearsed their routine. Anabelle, the senior cheerleader and team captain, was diligently perfecting her moves. Her younger sister, Brittany, who was also on the team, was trying to show off her new routine, and it was starting to get on Anabelle’s nerves.

“Brittany, can you tone it down a bit?” Anabelle snapped, trying to focus on her own practice. “You’re making a scene, and it’s really embarrassing!”

Brittany never was never particularly able to take any criticism from her big sister. “Oh, come on, Anabelle! You’re just jealous because I’m better than you!” her smirking with a touch of arrogance, made the rest of the squad giggle..

Anabelle’s patience snapped. “Seriously? You’re showing off and making me look stupid! Ugh, why did I even let you on the team, your a freak!”

Brittany’s face hardened with frustration. “You know what, Anabelle? If you’re going to be a total buzzkill....” She pulled out her phone and flicked the screen a few times before setting it back down.

"Ug, what was that, skank...?" Anabelle frowned.

Brittany giggled, "Oh, don't worry, you'll find out soon enough..."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean... You better not have posted anything about me! I'm serious Britt... Ugh..." A sudden hot flush made Anabelle feel like she was falling.

It was the open mouthed faces of her teammates that eventually let her see what had happened. She was smaller! Like, half her size and looking up at everyone!

Anabelle looked up at her sister, her anger bubbling as she saw Brittany's enormous smirk . “Did you... Did you just... Shrink me!

“Oh, but this is so much fun!” Brittany teased, bending down to get a closer look at her tiny sister. “Maybe you should learn to be a little less bossy and a little more humble.”

Before Anabelle could protest further, Brittany reached down and gave her a playful, humiliating tap on the bum. “Now why don’t you scamper off before I decide to make you even smaller?”

Anabelle’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She opened her mouth to speak but stopped herself. Brittany was huge and the slap really hurt! She really didnt want to be any smaller. A puff of anger, followed by a pointless stomp and Anabelle ran towrd the changing room door.

Brittany just laughed, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle. “That’s right, run along, LITTLE sis! And don’t even think about coming back until you’ve learned your lesson!”

Feeling completely humiliated, Anabelle ran as fast as her short little legs could carry her and tried to ignore her sisters humiliating shouting behind her or the sound of her teammates laughing hysterically.

[jopitty]

Part 2 of Ana's story



"For gods sake... Fucking phone... It's me dammit, just unlock!" Anabelle had managed to pull her phone free from her gym bag, a feet made very difficult at half her size, but she couldn't use the face recognition. All she wanted to do was to try and find the same ShrinkingApp that Brittany had used on her! "Please!" She said shaking it, "I'm going to make that bitch bug sized I swear... Wait..." A familiar feeling ebbed through her whole body. "Not again!" She cried as she dwindled in size again. Her phone clattered onto the ground, too heavy for her miniscule fingers and as she stood over it she realised it was almost as big as she was! "Fucking Brittany!" She said, gritting her teeth.

Her anger slowly flowed into panic as she looked up at he enormous locker room. The benches, lockers, and even the cheerleading uniforms hanging from hooks were now massive structures, looming over her. She needed to hide and fast.

Hurrying behind a stack of discarded towels, Anabelle tried to stay as quiet as possible. The footsteps of Brittany and her friends echoed louder and louder, getting closer with every passing second. Anabelle’s tiny heart raced as she watched Brittany and her cheerleading pals burst into the room.

Brittany’s voice cut through the room like a thunderclap. “I’m telling you, she’s got to be like 5 inches tall! Lets find her! Oh and.... Be careful where you walk, girls!" here somewhere. I know it!”

Anabelle’s stomach dropped as she saw Brittany’s shadow looming over her hiding spot. She tried to stay perfectly still, her tiny body barely visible behind the towels.

“Found you!” Brittany’s voice boomed triumphantly. Anabelle barely had time to react before she was scooped up by Brittany’s giant hand.

Brittany held her up to her face, her grin widening with every passing second. “Aww, look at you, all small and adorable! I think it’s time for a little fun, don’t you?”

In front of Brittany’s giggling friends, Anabelle was forced to look up at her giant sister. The cheerleaders watched in amusement, their laughter echoing off the locker room walls.

“Alright, Anabelle,” Brittany sang with a mock sweetness. “You’re going to make a little speech. Tell me how amazing I am, and maybe—just maybe... I’ll think about growing you back to normal.”

Anabelle’s cheeks burned with humiliation. “Brittany, you... Bitch!. Just change me back!”

"Tell everyone how wonderful I am Then, Everyone’s watching!"

Anabelle swallowed her pride and began to speak. “Brittany, you’re amazing. Really, you’re the best. I’m so impressed by you,” she said, trembling with embarrassment.

Brittany’s grin widened. “Aww, thanks! And don’t forget—give me a little kiss for the camera.”

With a reluctant sigh, Anabelle leaned in and gave her sister’s cheek a quick peck. The cheerleaders erupted into laughter, clearly enjoying the show.

“Perfect!” Brittany said with a satisfied smirk. “Now, as promised, I’ll grow you back to normal.”

Anabelle’s hope soared, but it was short-lived. Brittany pulled out her phone, "Actually, I better charge my phone first..." instead of using it to return her sister to her original size, she tilted her hand over the opening of her gym bag and let Anabelle slid into it.

“No! Wait!” Anabelle cried out, but the sound was swallowed by the muffled darkness of the gym bag. The smell of sweat and used cheerleading clothes overwhelmed her senses as the bag was closed shut.

“Have fun in there, sis!” Brittany called out cheerfully. “Looks like you’re going to be my little secret for a while!”

Anabelle’s world became a stifling, uncomfortable mess of gym clothes and darkness. She could hear Brittany’s muffled laughter and the sounds of the cheerleaders leaving the locker room, but there was no escape from her tiny, sweaty prison.

[DocRick]

Your cup of imagination overflowith.

[jopitty]

Your cup of imagination overflowith.

Ha! Yeah, I had a few days and some pics just sitting in a folder so I thought I'd post some and write some stories to entertain myself.
Loving your stuff by the way, always smile when I see your post at the top of the page!

[jopitty]

“Alexis! Think about this... You can’t leave me like... This!” Julie's heart raced as the cold of the plastic floor stung at her naked bottom.

Alexis's face hovered above her, her giant eyes twinkling with amusement. “Aw, come on, Julie. It’s not so bad! The shrink virus got you good!”

Julie felt her cheeks burn. Her little sister was revelling in her humiliation. "Let me out, now! This... This isn’t funny!"

But Alexis was clearly enjoying this. She lifted open the metal door, but instead of freeing her sister, she reached inside and flicked the tiny hamster wheel with her finger. “You should try this out. It’s fun!”

Julie fumed, backing away from the wheel, her pride stinging. "Alexis, stop messing around!"

Alexis only giggled, closing the caged lid with a soft click. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. You’re like my little pet now.” .

[QTips]

I think Julie needs a little friend to keep her company.

[DocRick]

Really like this last one.....the composition of the collage and the look on her face really work. And the slight distortion or haze over the girl really gives the effect of looking through a clear plastic container. Three thumbs up.

[jopitty]

I think Julie needs a little friend to keep her company.

Ha! Definitely!

[jopitty]

Really like this last one.....the composition of the collage and the look on her face really work. And the slight distortion or haze over the girl really gives the effect of looking through a clear plastic container. Three thumbs up.

Thanks man, I normally add some haze/distortion at the end of the process. It's a simple bit of clouding that's really effective.

[jopitty]

"I just think..." Erin began, her tone innocent but barely concealing her glee, "this whole shrink virus thing... It's only a matter of time before she gets really small. And given how she’s already... you know, sooo much shorter than me now, we should be taking some extra steps to keep her safe... I think it would be in her best interest if I bought her a hamster cage."

Their mom raised an eyebrow, still unsure. "A hamster cage, Erin? For your sister?"

Erin nodded eagerly. "Yeah! I mean, it would keep her safe, right? We can't have her wandering around all tiny, where she could get hurt. Plus, it’ll have plenty of space for her, and it’s easy to clean. Think of it as... proactive protection."

In truth, Erin was thrilled. Watching her once-bossy older sister lose more and more height every day was the highlight of her week. Erin had always lived in the shadow of her domineering sibling, and now the tables had turned. With each inch her sister lost, Erin gained more control, more satisfaction. The idea of putting her in a hamster cage wasn't about protection—it was about savouring the nasty bitches humiliation!

Their mom was starting to come around, leaning on the counter as she considered the idea. "I suppose we need to think about how to keep her safe once she’s... well, really small. It’s not the worst idea."

Erin smiled sweetly. "Exactly, Mom. She could have bedding, some little toys... It’ll be like her own personal space."

Just then, the door swung open. Erin’s older sister, still tall enough to navigate the family home, but noticeably shorter than she used to be, stormed in. Her eyes were blazing.

"You are not putting me in a hamster cage!" she snapped, glaring at Erin. "Are you fucking crazy?!"

Erin barely suppressed a smirk. "Oh, come on, sis. It’s for your own good. Soon, you'll be so small you’ll need to be kept somewhere safe. And honestly, it’s either that or... well, we wouldn’t want you getting lost in the house, would we?"

Her sister crossed her arms, trembling with anger. "I am not some pet! You can't just—"

Erin cut her off with a sly grin. "Well, maybe if you didn’t act so bossy all the time, I wouldn’t have to make these kinds of decisions for you." She turned to their mom. "You agree, right? It’s just... practical."

Her sister’s face turned red with frustration. "Mom! You can’t seriously be considering this!"

Their mom hesitated, caught between her shrinking daughter’s fury and Erin’s convincing logic. "Well... Erin does make a point about safety. If you keep getting smaller—"

"I won’t need a hamster cage!" her sister protested, fists clenched. "This is ridiculous!"

Erin shrugged, looking far too pleased with herself. "We’ll see, shorty..." She leaned in close, whispering with a wicked smile, "How long do you think until you’re too small to talk back to me?"

Her sister’s eyes widened with fear as Erin pulled back.

[AB23]

At least she didn't suggest a bird cage or an aquarium with a little dollhouse...

[jopitty]

"H... Hey Abigail..." Harper clung to the cardboard that covered her nakedness and tried to smile up at the massive face of her frenemy.

Smug. Abigail Spencer always looked smug! It was one of the multitude of reasons that Harper hated her.

"Ewe..." The girls face contorted into revulsion as she peeled the tiny persons cover away without even registering Harpers resistance.

The miniature girl gasped in shock, quickly covering herself with her hands, "Hey... Give that back...!" She yelled.

"Are you that much of an attention whore, to actually shrink at Prom!?"

"Really... You think I did this on purpose!? It's that shrink virus thing, I... I need help!"

Abi face flashed with a rarely seen joyous smile, "So, I'm the first person to find you...?"

Both girls knew fully well about the whole registration act when it came to 'shrinkies'.

In an instant, the shrunken girl started to run across the cluttered table, tripping over the scattered decorations as she ran, but Abi was far too quick. Her fingers wrapped around the squeaking nuisance like a vice.

Pulling out her phone, she logged into the registration App. Everyone had the App installed somewhere, just on the off chance of finding a shrinkie.

And tonight was Abigail Spencer's night!