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Teacher's pet

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Done for someone who wanted to be a fairy

[Hand-Holder]

the drops from the watering can are so cool

[DocRick]

the drops from the watering can are so cool

Thanks. I made those two images a long time ago and don't even remember how I did it. I was cleaning out my files on unposted images and found those two. I don't think I posted them but I may have. Oh well, twice the fun if I did.

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Kelly had been a promising college student until the day she was accidentally miniaturized in a lab accident. She tried to continue her studies but after confronting the teasing and sexually harassment she was receiving, she had to leave school and move back to her father and stepmother's home. It wasn't too bad at first, but six months after she was shrunk, her father was killed in a car crash. After that, her stepmother acted like Kelly was a burden to her. She basically became a prisoner, forced to stay in a dollhouse most of the time and friends were no longer allowed to visit.

Her stepmother had a garage sale to get rid of most of the stuff her husband had packed away in the attic. One of the items was a mason jar containing some marbles. They had been given to Kelly by her father when she was a child and were about the only thing she had to remember the good times she had with him. Kelly snuck out of the house when her stepmother didn't close the door to the garage and Kelly found the jar in a box on the floor. She carefully pushed a few things next to the box and climbed to the top of the box. The jar was right next to the side and as she tried to climb onto the rim of the jar, she lost her balance and fell in, landing hard on the marbles on the bottom. The rim of the jar was just out of reach as she couldn't get footing on the bottom of the jar because of the marbles. She yelled for help, but her diminished voice volume and the sides of the jar made it impossible for anyone to hear.........

Josh was a neighbor and went to high school with Kelly. He had a crush on her, but since he wasn't one of the "pretty people" in school, she had no time for him. With nothing to do on his day off from the warehouse where he worked, he walked over to the garage sale, just to browse and for the slim to zero shot at seeing Kelly. There were a lot of people at the sale when he got there, and Kelly's stepmother was busy taking cash for the things people were buying. As he walked among the tables, he saw a mason jar in a box under one of the tables. His mother liked to can foods and collected old mason jars as display pieces, so he was always on the lookout for the jars. He reached into the box and pulled it out, lifting it up so he could examine the script on the jar which would give him an idea of its age and value. He was shocked to find Kelly in the jar !!!!!

Kelly was relieved. Finally, she could get out of this stupid jar. But her relief turned to terror as Josh, instead of letting her out of the jar, carried the jar towards her stepmother, carefully wrapping his hand around it so she couldn't see Kelly, paid the dollar that was on the price tag and walked back home, pleased with the "Garage Sale Bargain" he had found............

[DocRick]

I didn't even notice my thread has passed the ONE MILLION views mark!!!!!!!! Yeah, yeah, I know, a bot's visit counts as a "view" but hey, bots like tiny women too.

[Elana]

Well, lets hope the ai scrapers at least learned something by regurging this site a million times

[DocRick]

Well, lets hope the ai scrapers at least learned something by regurging this site a million times

My understanding of the bots is they do not browse sites on their own, they browse the sites SOMEONE is looking at so for a bot to visit my thread, someone else, a human being or reasonable facsimile, is browsing it first.........

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A nervous Borrower bride being carried across the threshold on her wedding night by her newlywed Bean husband. While all brides are a little nervous on their wedding night, she had quite a bit more to worry about than a Bean bride..........

[Elana]

Well, lets hope the ai scrapers at least learned something by regurging this site a million times

My understanding of the bots is they do not browse sites on their own, they browse the sites SOMEONE is looking at so for a bot to visit my thread, someone else, a human being or reasonable facsimile, is browsing it first.........

Those bots are around too.

But the job for the AI scraper bots is to find any new material they can use to train their ai models with.

And they are blatantly stupid.

But for reference
The open AI search bot, that get triggered by human interaction last visited this page around 5 hours ago.
The openAi bot that searches for new content, visited us last, this very minute, as it always lurks around.
(and makes now around 30% of all bot traffic)



(Also the months of outages were caused by scraper bots, who pretended to be just browsers, so they wont get restricted, which caused tons of troubles for tons of phpBB forums as the bots were too stupid to grasp the concept of session ids and aggressively consumed the same content thousands of times, believing it to be new, as the url they saw was different(in the parameters after the actually address))

[DocRick]

It's at it again. Won't download images.

[Elana]

But the images are not on the same server. So those problems are different ones.
(Well considering that they offer the service to phpBB boards and all of those suffer from the same insane AI scrapper bots, it might be related, but anyway beyond my control...and also seems to be working fine most of the time, sometimes a bit slow perhaps, but otherwise working)

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Back up again...........


It was late in the season. She and I were the only two people on the beach. I had a house there and she was starting back to school late. I walked over and said "Hi" and we started talking. A sudden rainstorm drenched both of us and her clothes, so I invited her back to my beach house to dry off and have dinner. She said "Yes" so we walked the mile of sand until we got there. I started to make dinner, and she asked if she could take a shower while her clothes were drying. I showed her the "shower room", a teak floored room with teak walls and shower stall.

She took off her bikini and stepped into the shower stall. Turning on the water, the room began to fill with steam. The process was so gradual, taking nearly a minute and she didn't even realize what was happening to her.......until she felt the shower stall being lifted up and the steam cleared.......

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It's been two months since I bought Bella, formerly named Anna, from a miniature trafficking site on the Dark Web. She had been in Law School before she was kidnapped and shrunk by the traffickers, so she had a very strong and defiant personality. Now, locked up in a hamster cage for 10 to 12 hours while I'm at work, she happily greets me when I come home, wearing whatever sexy little outfit I left with her in the morning. She was particularly enthusiastic to see me this evening.......I think dinner will be late.