Doc's World

[DocRick]

Alyssa agreed to come back to her lab partner's dorm room at the end of the day to work on their study notes for the next exam. What she didn't know was that her lab partner had a giant crush on her & had only used the study session as an excuse to get her back to his room. In reality, he was secretly a child genius who had developed a shrink ray! Now with his miniature crush safely in his possession it was time to get down to business...

That'll work.

[DocRick]

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My daughter was an avid offroader before the accident at the university that left her a mere 5 inches tall. She still enjoyed riding in my R/C Jeeps when we would get together with friends on the weekends and race in the mud. She nagged me for months to modify the steering so she could actually steer the Jeep. I reluctantly agreed, though I would still control the speed with the remote control. The first race of the day she managed to not only wreck our Jeep but two other cars into a drainage ditch. I'll be disconnecting the steering wheel from the front axle when I rebuild our Jeep.

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I got a little "Tech Support" from Sally in enhancing my pictures. I think this one of Valerie getting grabbed by a giant came out pretty good.
(Her hands look a little weird, but that's just how they were in the original picture)

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Collages done for a cosplayer.

[KingTim]

Collages done for a cosplayer.

Oh wow! Who is this lovely little Imperial pilot? I must add her to my Star Wars collection! :3

[DocRick]

Collages done for a cosplayer.

Oh wow! Who is this lovely little Imperial pilot? I must add her to my Star Wars collection! :3

Sorry. This one is NFS.

[KingTim]

Damn! Oh well can't blame a guy for trying! :p

[DocRick]

Lacy was as pretty as she was unmotivated. She always dreamed of having a rich husband who would pamper her, cover her with gold and she would have no responsibilities. She got her wish and though she had to pay a small price, to her it was worth it.

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Julie had been collecting Beanie Babies since she was a child. Now in her mid-twenties, she still traveled around the state to toy conventions and auctions looking for some of the more valuable and elusive toys she still needed. She was standing in front of a kiosk at a convention admiring a display of extremely rare stuffed toys when she heard a voice from beside her. She turned to see a very well-dressed woman, about twenty years her senior. The woman began pointing out some of the toys, explaining the year they were released, the number released and the value of them. Julie was impressed by the woman's knowledge of Beanie Babies. She introduced herself to the woman and the pair began to wander around the convention together, getting to know each other and chatting about everything.

"So, are you married?" the woman asked Julie.

"No. Never found the right man."

"My husband passed away years ago. He was a good husband and a brilliant scientist and inventor. He left me very well off. No children?"

"No, I wanted to wait for a while."

"We were never blessed with children. I guess that's why I still collect these toys. Keeping my own childhood fresh and alive. Where do your parents live?"

"My parents were killed in a car accident when I was very young. My grandmother raised me but she passed away a couple years ago."

"Have you any brothers or sisters?"

"No, I was the first and the last child my parents had."

"Does your boyfriend enjoy your hobby? Does he ever travel with you to these shows?"

"I'm currently between boyfriends right now. Waiting for Mr. Right instead of Mr. Rightnow, I guess."

As the convention was approaching its closing time, the woman offered to show Julie her own collection. She told Julie she had a few duplicates of rare issues, and she might be willing to part with some of them. Having found nothing at the convention she needed or could afford, she accepted the woman's offer. The two left the convention and the woman guided Julie to her car, a Bentley, and told Julie she could spend the night at her house, and she would drive her back to the convention in the morning for day two.

The woman drove Julie to her house, more of a mansion and they went inside to see the woman's collection. Then they had dinner, and the woman made some coffee that they drank in front of the fireplace. Julie suddenly felt dizzy, then fell into unconsciousness. When she came to, she found herself sitting on a warm, soft platform that smelled of perfume. As her head cleared, she looked around and saw that she was in a humongous room, and she was actually sitting in the hand of the woman from the convention, clutching a Beanie Baby to her chest.

"Ah, you're awake. Good. I have been getting weary of living alone so I decided I would add you to my collection. Don't be afraid. I won't harm you and you'll be well cared for. Your duties will be to keep my collection clean of dust, and to keep me......entertained......when I'm in the mood.

Julie was still in shock over what had happened to her, the realization of her predicament solidifying as the woman attached a Beanie Baby tag around her neck.

[DocRick]

Cornered

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When the shrink virus was leaked from the clandestine lab in an authoritative country, it rapidly spread around the world. People were shrinking over a period of a few weeks and by the time a cure was found, approximately one third of the world's population had shrunk to a height of 4 to 12 inches. Another third suffered severe illnesses, but didn't shrink. The virus only affected certain genotypes so the other third of the population wasn't affected at all.

The medical community was struck hard. Millions of doctors and nurses had been shrunk and there were not enough unaffected medical professionals to staff the hospitals. The only solution was to permit the miniaturized health care workers to continue working, but they would need "escorts" to carry them around the hospital and fill out the medical reports for them.

I was fortunate to have the genotype that was unaffected by the virus. Even more fortunate, I had been working at a hospital as an orderly, so I was immediately selected to be an "escort" for a nurse named Rebecca. As she had no family, she would live with me and I would bring her to the hospital each day and carry her around from patient to patient while she gave instructions to the newly hired or student nurses.

After work, I would take her home and.........our off-work hours activities are none of your business.

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Abigail was a computer genius, making a good living programing video games, particularly anything Star Wars related. But she confided in me that even 3-D games were still just played while sitting in a chair and she wanted a more realistic experience. So, I convinced her to come to my home one evening and borrowing the Matter Manipulation from Micheal Thorton, son of Professor Thorton of "Size Matters, Inc", I miniaturized her to the size of my collection of Star Wars action figures. Dressed at Padme, we played out many of the scenarios from the movie and invented a few more. Then near morning, I decided to change up the game a little and dressed her up as "slave Leia" and I played the role of Jabba the Hut in the throne scene from episode 6......well, I improvised a little and did a lot more than just try to lick my little captive on her cheek.

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Failing to listen to Steve's warning, Valerie once again finds herself in the hands (sorry) of the SID. After she was interrogated, she was taken to the SID laboratory for a physical examination. The giant doctor ordered her to get undressed and she responded with her usual bravado, "That'll be the day."

The doctor was in no mood for levity. After nearly dislocating Valerie's left hip when he pulled off her boot, Valerie decided cooperation would be less painful, though more humiliating, than the alternative.

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Still getting more mileage out of this background picture.

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Another babysitter trying to understand what happened to her......

[Elana]

Dang it.
When will people learn, don't trust rubber ducks...they shrink people

[DocRick]

Dang it.
When will people learn, don't trust rubber ducks...they shrink people

My ducks genetically target only people with two "X" chromosomes.

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A couple I made on requests.

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After a long day at work, it's nice to have a happy tiny waiting for you to get home.

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A friend of mine posed with a giant teddy bear so I could shrink her like it was a beanie baby bear.