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| �You�ll shrink yourself and give yourself to me?� she asked hopefully. �You�re not exactly the brightest bulb on the tree, are you, Kendra? If I shrink at all after this, it�ll be for Jessica. Instead you�ll get her ex, or the girl he said he was going give Jessica to. Do you like those terms?� She nodded, wondering what she had just agreed to. �I don�t like the idea of doing to them what they�ve caused to happen to Jessica and I, but since they know of the machine�s existence, they�d be a danger at full size.� �What about me?� �You�ve learned, and I just made a deal that I fully expect you to keep.� He set her inside his desk drawer and provided her with a washcloth to lie on as well as to use as a blanket for her small size. Kendra snuggled up in it and closed her eyes to dream of the fun she�d have with new toys. Jessica was now barely an inch high and sitting in front of a massive game controller. Mistress had insisted on playing some fighting game and made Jessica a deal. She would restore an inch of height for every round won. �Do as I say, slave, or you will be punished further.� �This is ridiculous,� she screamed so she could be heard, �there�s no possible way I could beat you. I can�t even manipulate the controls to have a chance.� Mistress smiled mockingly. �But you wouldn�t be made any smaller if you lost. If you keep refusing, you�ll be doing all your arguing with bacteria that would tower over you. For even questioning me you should be at least at quarter of an inch high.� �Please, no, don�t call him over. I�ll play your video game.� �Too late, I want to play a new fighting game.� She leaned in very close to her toy and extended a pinky. �See if you can fight off one finger.� In a matter of seconds, Jessica was pinned down by the enormous digit and had to cover her ears to drown out Mistress�s howling laughter. Jessica could tell by the look in her eye that Mistress had more ideas and that none would be overly appealing to the miniature girl. Despite the late hour, Mistress wanted to stay up long enough for Jessica to give her a tongue bath and warned the little girl she wouldn�t sleep until every square inch of her body had been taken care of. The breasts and vagina had been the worst, Mistress had insisted on each being cleaned several times and had even once trapped Jessica inside of her long enough to nearly suffocate. Right before drifting off, she promised to take Jessica to sports practice and would then share her with her suitemates. One final comment scared her further, Mistress had been instructed on how to use the device and it had been left with her to experiment with starting tomorrow morning. The next day Jessica awoke to a high, shrill buzz that pierced her ears endlessly until she looked and saw the whistle Mistress held. �Wake up, Little Thing,� she taunted. �It�s playtime.� Jessica was scooped up and dropped in front of the device. She cringed as Mistress brought her up to six inches, picturing all the horrible things Mistress had locked in her brain. The device was pushed into a closet and Jessica was carried into the suite�s common room where she was greeted by an assortment of voices and sounds. Apparently Mistress had been up for a while, arranging the entire setup. �I was going to save her for tonight, but then I realized that sharing can be so much more fun,� Mistress proclaimed. �Jessica, meet Sara, Renee, and Carrie.� Each girl waved in turn and peered at the tiny female. Sara, raven haired with large breasts and about 5�4� grabbed her first. �I remember her, this is Jessica from my Psych class. Every guy would check her out because her breasts were slightly larger than mine.� She flicked the mini mounds with her right forefinger. �I should take her with me, I definitely have those beat now.� Carrie, also black haired, but more slender with a much smaller chest and almost 5�8� grabbed her from Sara. �Look at how cute she is. You know, she looks a bit like a girl from my hometown who stole my boyfriend.� She looked up at Amy. �Can I take out my anger on her?� �Go ahead, but don�t break her.� Jessica tried to scream but it was cut out by a wave of agony burning through her teeny ass as Carrie�s index finger railed her. She screamed again and got it out, pleading with her tormentor to stop. Carrie finally stopped and literally tossed her to Renee, she was about 5�5� with dirty blonde hair, a decent sized rack and a slender build, but obviously self-conscious because she wore baggy clothes as if hiding excess weight. �This freaky as hell, Amy, how the fuck did she get this way?� �A shrinking machine,� she giggled. �My boyfriend was dating her before me and really dug the whole tiny thing. I liked it too so he decided to shrink her as a gift to me. I wish he�d also brought out the guy he said was there too. I�d like to get both in me.� �Or make �em do it and threaten to crush them if they didn�t,� Carrie cackled. �Can we see the shrinking machine?� Sara asked. �Sure, come to my room,� Amy insisted. Jessica was placed on a table and ignored as the girls filed into Amy�s room. She sat down, a sickening feeling zapping through her gut that told her she didn�t even want to think about a strange look that had passed across Amy�s features at Sara�s question. She knew she was right when she heard the telltale whir accompanied by several quick shrieks that instantly turned to squeaks. Amy came back out for Jessica and carried her back to her Amy�s bed. There she saw all three girls about her size. �I told all of you that sharing can be fun,� Amy cooed. �Now you can share in Jessica�s life. And I have ready-made replacements in case one of you should break when play turns too rough.� She surveyed the terrified expressions. �Just ask Jessica how rough it can get. I�ve nearly swallowed her, suffocated her, crushed her, and drowned her. Awww all of you look terrified. You�ll get used to being tiny, Jessica had lots of practice before becoming my pet. I just wish there was some way I could reassure you that you�ll get used to being my property, but you�ll learn from Jessica that you little people never accept losing all say in your life.� Sara stepped forward. �Could I be made smaller? I think I�m starting to like this.� �That can be arranged. This can be set to constant shrink until I deactivate it. Just wave your arms over your head when you want to stop. The rest of you should now learn from Sara how to be my little sex slaves.� She turned the machine on a gradual shrink and watched Sara dwindle ever so slightly. She grinned as the little girl soon faded tinier and tinier. Sara was just raising her arms when a loud pounding came at the suite door. �Dammit, who is that?� Amy asked. She headed over and then gasped when she remembered Sara. She dashed back to see if the girl was waving, but had lost sight of her. �One of you, is she waving?� They all shouted an affirmative and Amy tried to stop it, but had no idea of her success. �Where is she?� �Over there,� Renee replied, pointing to a speck on the bed sheet. Amy leaned in close and squinted. �Where?� Continue |