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More perils of shrunken babysitters.......

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Made these for a young lady. I think there's a story here somewhere........

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An unsuccessful escape attempt.......

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Tiny bathtime.....

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Shrunken tutor........

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Kidnapped, shrunk and chained, Kallie can just look in shock as her new owner places her in her purse after winning her in a Tiny Auction

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With her pasty business gaining steam, Kelly often couldn't find time to spend with her tiny girlfriend, Wendy, a victim of the shrink virus epidemic. Wendy, however, occasionally forced Kelly to take a break by diving into one of the chocolate pastries she was making....no soap and water involved here to clean Wendy of all the chocolate..........and no chocolate was wasted either.

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Frequent physical interaction with a new pet is very important for their mental well-being.................it helps them to accept their new place in the world.

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Desperate to escape Lilliput, Flirtecea signed up with a mail order bride company, thinking she would be married to a wealthy young man in one of the neighboring kingdoms............she was mortified when the box she was shipped in was opened and she found herself about to be betrothed to an Englishman......

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A Japanese themed set I made for her.

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Don't cheat.....read the story before scrolling down to the picture.







Jason and Jennie had known each other forever. Born six months apart and their parents being next door neighbors in a very small town just off the interstate, they literally grew up together. The were best friends all through elementary school and middle school, then with adolescence sneaking up on them, they began seeing each other as more than friends.

Jason had been hired at an upscale antique store. First, he cleaned the shop, helped customers and set up displays for new items. The owners noticed that Jason had quite an eye for quality antiques and before he had even graduated from high school, he was making the rounds of flea markets, auctions and estate sales, scoring very valuable items for the shop. On occasion, Jennie would go with him, not that she was interested in antiques, but just to be with him. One day, at an estate sale of a rather excentric deceased spinster, he saw a picture frame. Not ornate or fancy, rather roughhewn in fact, obviously handcrafted and he saw something in it that piqued his interest, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Jennie walked over to him to see what was so fascinating and when she touched the frame, they both felt an odd tingling sensation. Jason added the frame to the items he was buying for the shop, but when the two arrived back at the shop to unload, the frame had slid behind the seat, and they forgot about it. That evening, they went to a friend's farm for a tailgate party by the retention pond. It was that evening that Jennie told him she loved him.

A few years went past and Jason was an assistant manager at the antique shop. Jennie had gone to an out of state college, but they wrote, emailed and talked to each other daily. Jennie had begun to think that Jason was not making any plans for the future. He made decent money at the shop, and he loved working there, but Jennie wanted more out of life. One Saturday afternoon during spring break, she told him that he was wasting his time.....their time...at the antique shop and she wanted him to go to college and get a degree so they could afford to leave this small town. Jason was hurt and he tried to explain to her how much he loved working at the shop and one day, he would buy it from the current owners, and they would work it together. Jennie got a little disgruntled and told him that she wanted "something bigger" out of life and stormed off. She wouldn't answer his phone calls or texts, and she went back to school without saying goodbye.

Feeling totally down and out, Jason muddled through his work. He had no interest in anything anymore, so much the owners of the shop told him to take a couple weeks off to clear his head. He puttered around his apartment, not really accomplishing anything. He sent Jennie text messages, emails and tried to call her, but she never responded. One day, he was cleaning out his car when he found the frame. He took it in the apartment and found a filing folder of photographs. One of the photographs was of he and Jennie walking away down a dirt road in a field......one of their friends took the picture the night they professed their love for each other. Although he knew he was torturing himself, he found the photograph fit perfectly in the old frame and when he put it in and turned it around to look at it, he felt a slight tingle like the two of them did the day they bought it.

Jennie was now enjoying herself at school. She went out partying with friends, dated a few guys and planning her future.....without Jason. She even considered not going home for the summer but going on a cross-country roads trip with a guy she had been seeing. She had been out this night with her girlfriends and was slightly intoxicated. Stumbling into her dormitory, she had to pee real bad and she stopped at one of the common restrooms. The light was off, and she tripped and fell over something. Laughing to herself about her drunken clumsiness, she stood up and flicked the light switch. The light was blindingly bright. As her vision began to clear, she realized she was not in the restroom, but in a cavernous place, like the basketball arena, but bigger. She started looking around and found herself standing in front of a billboard sized photograph of a man walking away down a dirt road. It looked familiar, but she couldn't place it.

Jason had gone into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. Walking past his desk, he glanced at the photograph as he always did and noticed something weird....something was different about it. Then he saw something moving on his desk and when he saw what it was, the coffee cup fell from his hands, crashing and shattering on the floor. Jennie, hearing the deafening crash, spun around towards the sound. She saw a behemoth of a person, silhouetted by the light behind it and a hand bigger than a mattress extending towards her..............

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Nice one, Doc!

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Nice one, Doc!

Thanks. There's an old TV commercial where a tiny confused girl crawls out of a framed photograph onto a guy's desk. I can't found it on line, but that was the inspiration for this story/collage.

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Nightly News Report"

"Police are baffled by the recent disappearance of young women from nightclubs around the city. No trace of any of the women have been found. Human trafficking is suspected, but they have no leads."








Meanwhile, at a very exclusive restaurant where the filthy rich dine in private dining rooms and money can buy anything, the chef prepares special appetizers for selected clients. The miniaturized women are intended for the diner's entertainment between courses and retrieved by the waitstaff at the end of the meal, but a few, for an additional fee, are taken home in a specially designed takeout box.

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"Ducking", the game where one Jeep owner places a rubber duck on another person's Jeep, had exploded with more and more people buying the more road friendly Jeeps, particularly women. At Jeep events, venders gather to advertise and sell their Jeep accessories, including ducks.

One such company, trying to get into the market, developed a line of ducks with realistic human faces. To draw attention to their booth, they hired several actresses to be miniaturized and wearing specially made "Duck costumes", to dance and otherwise get people interested in these new ducks.

Near the end of the show, the company owner still had a number of his ducks left unsold, so he told one of the workers to take the remaining ducks into the parking lot and put them on some of the more "duck friendly" looking Jeeps. In his clumsiness, the worker accidently grabbed one of the actresses in her duck costume, which included a tiny plastic Jeep which was glued to her costume and a business card with a heavy rubber band had pinned her arms to her side. Not realizing his mistake, the tiny actress was placed on the dashboard of a Jeep in the parking lot.

The owner of the Jeep, an influencer who was into "Ducking", was excited to find the "duck" on her dashboard. She picked it up and took a selfie with it but didn't post it on her social media page. It wasn't until she got home and brought her into her house that she realized that she hadn't received a regular rubber duck. The actress begged her to take her back to the show so the company owner could restore her to normal size. The woman just smiled at her while she picked up her phone and deleted the "selfie" from her picture files.............

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As her Human Physiology 101 class ended, Professor Thorton stopped Kayla before she left the classroom. He told her he had to work late and his wife just called and said she had a emergency and asked her if she could babysit their daughter for a few hours. She said she would, so he gave her fifty dollars and wrote the address down on a scrap of paper.

Kayla got to the Thorton's house and met Mrs. Thorton at the door. Their five year old daughter Rebecca, was sitting on the living room floor playing with Legos. Mrs. Thorton and Kayla exchanged phone numbers and Mrs. Thorton left the house. Kayla turned and saw Rebecca was gone. She began searching the house, calling her name, then following her giggling, she went into a room that appeared to be a small laboratory. There was a machine in the corner that she didn't know what it was. She stepped onto a metal plate and heard the child yell out "Here I am". She turned to see her kneeling on a stool behind the machine. She pressed a button and a green light blinded Kayla.

She found herself buried in fabric. Kayla clawed her way to top and looked around at a cavernous room bigger than the college's basketball arena. Then she felt a rumbling through the floor and saw a giant sized child walking towards her. She screamed , jumped off the pile of what used to her clothes and ran, ducking under the door and running down the hallway. She spent the next few hours playing a game of hide and seek and dodging grubby hands and Nerf Gun darts. Finally, the kid got tired of the game and went to the living room and turned on the television. Kayla hid under the couch, hoping that Mrs. Thorton would get back home before she got interested in looking for her again.

Finally, she heard the door open and Mrs. Thorton walked into the room. She asked Rebecca where Kayla was and she just shrugged his shoulders. Mrs. Thorton called out Kayla's name. Kayla walked out from under the couch and yelled "Here I am". Mrs. Thorton looked down at her, shook her head and rubbed her temples. Before Kayla could react, she knelt down and picked up Kayla, wrapping her fingers around her tiny body and picked her up off the floor. Kayla was still frightened but a feeling of relief came over her, as surely Mrs. Thorton could restore her to normal size.

Her relief was short lived as instead of carrying her to the lab, she walked towards a bird cage hanging from the ceiling. Kayla struggled in the giant woman's fingers, pushing and thrashing as she opened the door of the cage and set her down inside.

"No NO! You can't do this! Please you have to grow me back! I-I won't tell anyone about your invention I swear!"she screamed up at her, gripping the bars.

"Well" Mrs. Thorton said more to herself than Kayla, "I guess this will have to do until I can find something a little more............permanant."

Kayla sunk to her knees as Mrs. Thorton turned her back on her, picking up her half-awake daughter, putting the tot on her hip as she carried her off to bed. Little did Kayla know she'd miss the safety of these bars when she was moved into the dollhouse....


Story written with the assistance of a tiny ghost writer.

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Wanting to upgrade my Star War action figure collection, I miniaturized a cosplayer to be my prize Princess Leia. I'll be introducing to "Jabba" soon......

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Tanya really hated this job.......four five-inch alien girls crash-landed on Earth. And if that wasn't bad enough, their costumes were based on the Teletubbies. And........instead of using green screens, a newly developed technology permitted the studio to actually miniaturize the four actresses to five inches tall. They were shooting thirteen episodes, each episode took about two days to shoot, and they shot straight through so the girls were to remain tiny for 26 days. A fancy dollhouse was brought in for them to live in for the duration, and a security was posted outside their dressing room so the girls would be safe. Tanya hated everything about this except it paid very well and she was told that some agents and talent scouts had been paying very close attention to her while the scenes were being filmed. So, she put up with it.

There was one cameraman that made her a little uneasy. She looked like the stereotypical 1990's dyke.......multicolored butch haircut, lots of piercings, leather jacket and pants, thigh high boots, the whole nine yards. But she was really good at her job, and she never really did or said anything out of line, other than go on and on about how much she loved watching The Teletubbies when she was a kid, so Tanya guessed it was just her own personal prejudices that gave her the willies around her.

The end of the shooting day in the middle of filming schedule ran late. It was well after midnight when an assistant carried the four girls, on a specially made velvet covered silver tray, to their dressing room and left them on the table their dollhouse sat on. As the assistant walked out of the room, the security guard said he really needed to take a piss and asked if he would stand watch at the door for a few minutes. It was against procedures, but it was late, everyone else had gone home so it would be okay..........for fifty bucks. The guard had no choice, or he would piss himself, so he gave the assistant a fifty and he scurried to the restroom on the other side of the studio building. The assistant leaned on the wall outside hte door and he cell phone rang. He checked the caller ID and saw it was his girlfriend, so he answered it. He started chatting with his girlfriend and like most people, started wandering around while talking. He stepped around a corner, just to make sure the actresses couldn't hear him and began to have phone sex with his girlfriend.

Everyone had NOT gone home. From a shadowy corner of the dressing room, a dark dressed figure quietly stepped towards the doll house. Tanya was standing outside the dollhouse and the other three had gone inside. Without any warning, a soft knitted sack came down over Tanya's head. She felt herself being grabbed and stuffed into a bag of some sorts. Then bouncing around as her captor ran from the room and down the hall to the exit. She could hear and feel that the bag she was imprisoned in, was put in a car and the car drove off for about 30 minutes. The car stopped and the bag was picked up and carried again, this time up some steps, then she could hear a door being unlocked, opened then locked again. She felt the bag being set down and she was abruptly grabbed again and lifted out of the bag, then the sack was untied, and she was dumped out onto a table. Looking around in the dim light, she saw numerous Teletubbie dolls and toys. She started thinking about the cameraman......"No, no, no, no, no..."

The lights came on, and she was horrified to see she was right. It was the cameraman. She demanded she return her to the studio. She just laughed, then said in a very authoritative and frightening voice, "Sit down". The tone of her voice made Tanya comply and she sat down between several of the Teletubbie dolls. The cameraman started playing with the dolls, reenacting scenes they had shot for the series. "Come on", she said. "Play your part." Too frightened to refuse, Tanya got up and began reciting her dialogue from the scenes they shot today. This went on for about an hour.

Tanya was confused. "Is this why she kidnapped me? To play dolls with her?" Suddenly, the cameraman got up, dropping the toys she was holding onto the table. She walked over to the kitchen sink and pulled open a drawer and began gathering things. She walked back over to the table and placed a length of string, some scotch tape, a pair of scissors, thumbtacks, a six-inch ruler and a couple Q-tips. Tanya looked at the items and recognized them for a scene that was planned but cut after a couple days of filming by the production company as they thought it would be too much for the general public. The scene was written for Tanya to be captured by a human, subjected to different types of bondage and molested.......Tanya began to think that the cameraman was disappointed that the scene was cut and wanted to roleplay it like they would have shot the scene, but she wanted to do it for real.

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Annie had taken a vacation to a small Central American country and met a local guy. They spent nearly every day together, he showed her the sites of his country, things off the tourist routes and dined her in some of the less crowded restaurants. At the end of her time there, he took her to the airport and they said goodbye. Before they separated, he handed her a handmade doll. He said it was made by his grandmother and he wanted her to have it. She kissed him and waved goodbye as she headed to the security gate.

The narcotics detection dog alerted to the doll. The guard took it and slit it open with his pocketknife, finding it full of a white powder which tested positive for cocaine. Anne was arrested on the spot, handcuffed and taken outside to a police van. She was driven to the city hall and taken in front of a judge who pronounced her guilty and sentenced her to 25 years in prison.

Annie still couldn't get her head wrapped around what just happened to her. No jury, no defense lawyer, nothing? Just guilty and sent to prison? The guard in the prison van told her she was going to a woman's prison. She would have a private cell which was more like a dorm room than a prison cell. Some comfort, but not much. The van left the city and began heading out into the countryside. Finally, after a hour or so, the prison came into view. One solitary building, square, about six stories tall, surrounded by a high fence. It looked like something out of a futuristic dystopian movie. As the van entered the prison compound, it drove past the building and Annie saw a much smaller building was behind it. The guard told her that it was the woman's prison, segregated from the man's prison. It seemed really small even still. There must not be many female inmates there.

The van stopped and she taken inside. She asked to call the American Embassy, but her request was denied. After filling out the paperwork, the intake officer motioned to another officer who took Annie by the elbow and escorted her into a room. He suddenly released her arm and turned around and walked out of the room, closing and locking the door behind him. Annie looked around the room. It was sterile looking. There were no windows, and the walls and ceiling and even the floor was stainless steel. The only features in the room were a stainless-steel sink and a strange looking light above her.

Then she heard a strange humming sound and the light from the ceiling fixture changed from white to green. She felt strange, her skin tingling and she felt lightheaded. She noticed the walls seemed to be moving away from her and the ceiling was getting higher. She looked at the sink, and it was getting bigger and bigger and higher until the once waist high fixture was towering over her head. "What the hell is going on?" she thought, then the light changed back to white. She stood there, in shock and terror, when the door opened and the guard stepped in. She had to crane her neck to look up at his face, some sixty feet high. Before she could even scream, a huge hand reached down, and log sized fingers wrapped around her. She was lifted rapidly into the air, nearly puking from the sudden rise in altitude. The guard carried her out of the room and up to the intake desk. The other guards were laughing and the Sargent said that it was his turn to go first today.

"Go first?" Annie thought. "What does that mean?" Her question was quickly answered as the guard took her into the break room. Now holding her in the palm of his hand, he took hold of the back of the collar of the striped jumpsuit and tugged on it. The fabric, now miniaturized, tore away like tissue paper, leaving Annie bare naked, except for the chains and shackles. The guard dropped the shredded jumpsuit into the trash, then undid his belt and trousers with his free hand, letting his pants fall to his ankles. He slammed Annie against his erect cock and began masturbating with her. It only took a minute before he came, covering Annie with his hot sticky cum. When he was finished, he turned on the water in the sink and washed Annie clean of his semen, then setting her down on the counter, he dried his hands and pulled his pants back up. Then he grabbed Annie and carried her out of the breakroom. The Sargent said "Number 342" and the guard took her through another door into a room filled with small cages, like a veterinary or animal shelter. He opened one of the cages and put Annie inside, then closed and locked the door.

In the cage, Annie found a folded towel that appeared to be her bed. A small bowl of water and an empty bowl were on opposite sides of the cage. She assumed the empty bowl was a toilet and the other one for washing. Walking to the cage door, she looked out and saw rows and rows of cages, each holding a tiny woman like her. They all looked defeated, no talking or even showing any interest to the new prisoner.

Annie soon found out why the other prisoners were nearly catatonic. Every day, often more than once a day, a guard would take her out of her cell and use her as a sex toy. As the only American prisoner, she was in high demand with the guards. Later, once word got out about her being in prison, politicos and the deviant wealthy in the country would pay for an evening with her for more debauchery. After just a few weeks, Annie became like the other prisoners. Totally hopeless, she no longer even resisted the guards when they came to take her out of her cage for their personal pleasure. She didn't even have the energy to consider killing herself to release her from this horror. She just ate the slop from the bowl they put in her cage each morning and sat there and waited until it was her turn again and selfishly hoping some other American woman would soon be arrested and her tormenters would leave her alone in her solitude and misery.

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She wanted some photo edits of a couple pictures of her that were taken in front of a red barn scenery backdrop. It reminded me of a toy red barn playset I had as a kid, so...........she liked them.

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This girl was sitting on a boulder next to a creek holding an lantern. She wanted the background enhanced and a flame added to the lantern.....

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This one wanted a change of clothing. Okay, happy to oblige..........
(I did have to change the legs as the original legs in the picture didn't fit the scene)

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Just a little pinch.......