Your eyes light up as you see a lesbian couple in their mid twenties walking down the street. You walk up to them, and touch them both on the shoulder, and soon they shrink down to a much more manageable three inches tall. You scoop them off the ground, as they kick and pound against the walls of your closed fist.
Walking into the restaurant, you follow typical process, placing one of them in a cage fit for her size as you examined the other's body, looking for any deformities. You enjoy the feeling of the squirming gay as she can't move a muscle. You switch her with her partner, doing the same with her. You flash them a smile as you pick their cage up and bring it to the office. Your boss looks directly at you and says "Y'know, I'm so glad we picked you up." He then picked out $500 of his desk and tossed it to you. "Drop them in the ingredients bin, will you?" You nod to him, walking out with the struggling queers.
You unlock their cage, only to lean the prison, dumping them into a steel box, which you flip the glass lid up right after they hit the other thousands of tiny morsels. Smiling down, you walk out the door and decide to
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