Bree Perkins slowly tiptoed downstairs, moving slowly and with shallow breaths so no one would hear her coming. Gripped tightly in her left hand was her nerdy stepsister’s invention: an organic matter compressor. It was a nifty little device that was capable of permanently reducing a person’s size. Gripped tightly in her right hand was her nerdy stepsister Morgan (who was now only six-inches tall).
Despite her better judgment, Morgan decided to show Bree her recently completed invention when her stepsister suddenly snatched it away and fired it at her. Morgan cried out in surprise and Bree squealed in delight as her sister rapidly dwindled.
For Bree, this was a dream come true. She just shrank the biggest dork in her class to the size of a doll and she was also now capable of getting revenge on her ultimate nemesis – her mother.
Bree’s relationship with her mother had deteriorated recently thanks to her abysmal grades and unwillingness to find a job to support herself after graduation. Despite her mother’s warnings, Bree still refused to take control of her life. This forced her to take drastic action and forbid her daughter from attending the school’s senior party. Bree was crestfallen. It was going to be the biggest night of the year! Everyone was going to be there! And if she wanted to keep her self-proclaimed ‘Queen Bree’ status, she needed to be there too!
Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, the eighteen year-old peered into the living room. There was her mother and four of her friends from around the neighborhood. Their book club meeting was tonight and they were all too busy discussing the novel to notice Bree at all. “Perfect!” Bree whispered as she aimed the compressor at the group. Morgan screamed for her stepmother and the others to run, but her voice was far too small and high-pitched for them to hear her cries. Bree giggled at her stepsister’s pitiful attempts and opened fire.
The quintet all gasped in surprise as their clothes became increasingly baggy while their surroundings grew larger and larger with each terrified breath they took. Morgan cried out defiantly while Bree laughed manically. In seconds, the group of mature women was only several inches tall and were all still rapidly dwindling. When it was over, Bree calmly approached the piles of abandoned clothes left in her wake.
She knew her mother and the others had to be around here somewhere, so she ordered her diminished sister to find them all. Fearing another zap from her own invention, Morgan complied. After a fair bit of searching, Morgan successfully located the group of mini-moms... all of them so small that Morgan was literally a giantess compared to them. Morgan placed the entire group on her outstretched palm and still had more than enough leftover room to spare.
Bree smirked as she looked down upon the group of frightened MILFs. The tallest among them was 1/16th of an inch tall. Bree giggled wickedly. She knew her mother was probably screaming up at her, but she no longer cared. It’s not like she could stop Bree from doing anything anymore.
However, Bree suspected that Morgan could still cause her some trouble at her current size. So she fired the compressor again without a second thought, shrinking poor Morgan down to 1/64th of an inch tall. The women on her palm shrank proportionately as a result and were now much, much smaller than before.
Morgan and the micro-moms trembled in fear as Bree looked over them for a final time, her one eyeball taking up their entire field of vision. “Now you girls be good while I’m gone.” Bree cautioned in a singsong tone as she happily bounced out the door. She had a party to attend!
With the compressor still gripped tightly in her hand, she would be definitely be returning home tomorrow with an entire senior’s class worth of party favors.
Tags: shrinking, shrunken woman, multiple shrunken women, peril, evil, revenge, loose clothing, human pet, MILF, plaything, handheld, microscopic, science
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Story by Prieminister |
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Artwork by SednaStudio-Wang |
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