“Can’t leave these lying around,” Batgirl says aiming the shrink ray at your clothes. You watch as the device produces another flash of light and your clothes shrink to match your current size.
Batgirl smiles as she puts the shrink ray back in her belt. “Looks like these clothes have shrunk a bit in the wash.” She giggles. She sits down and puts you in front of them. “Go ahead…Put them on!”
You hesitate still trying your best to take the situation in. This day has been just one twist after another with you nearly getting beaten up, then getting rescued by the superheroine you had crush on, fulfilling your fantasies with her feet and suddenly finding out that she was your best friend all around. Getting shrunk down just seems to push it over top and your mind seems to momentarily shut down for a second.
Batgirl bends over to check on you. “Well, what are you waiting for?” She asked. “Do you want me to dress you?”
You still don’t respond.
She smiles mischievously adding “Although…I have to admit you look really cute the way you are” She says teasingly tickling you with finger and taking a moment to stare at you in an extremely inappropriate manner for a superhero.
You blush embarrassed as you realizes she is checking you out and immediately cover yourself up causing her to giggle.
You sigh as you hastily get dressed to avoid her prying eyes. “That’s so not cool Barbara.” You grumble.
She laughs. “Sorry I couldn’t help it. You have a nice body”
You blush even harder. The two of you look at each other.
Even shrunken you feel the dynamic between the two of you hasn’t changed all that much. She still feels like a close friend.
“So…what exactly do you plan to do with me?” You ask.
Barbara bits her lip. “Well I haven’t really decided yet.” She says. “The thing is I can’t let you go around blabbing my secret identity to just anyone. It will get us both into trouble.”
You look at her. “You know you didn’t have to shrink me,” you say. “I’d never tell anyone your secret.”
Batgirl rolls her eyes. “Oh please!” She says. “C’mon…it’s me you’re talking to. How long have we been friends?” She lifts her mask as if to remind you who you were talking to. “We both know you can’t keep a secret to save your life.”
“Yes I can!!”
“If that’s the case…how come the entire school knows I have a pair of lime green underwear in my possession?”
You sigh. Like all women, Barbara seems to have a photographic memory when it comes to your screw ups. A couple of years ago, you had managed to catch a glimpse of what type of underwear she wore on a breezy day when the two of you were studying in the park. Unfortunately, you had made a mistake of telling another friend that you thought her choice of panties was cute and it spread like wildfire throughout the school. Needless to say it didn’t take crackerjack detective work for Barbara to figure out where the other students got that information and it had taken several weeks of giving her after-school foot massages before she finally let the issue slide. Now it looked like that incident has once again come back to haunt you. “Oh c’mon that was two years ago.” You say. “I said I was sorry didn’t I?”
“Well, you can see why I would have certain reservations about trusting you with a secret this important” Barbara told you rolling her eyes. “If I were to let you go, we’d be lucky if this secret lasted a week.”
You grimace. It was hard to fault Barbara’s logic. You haven’t exactly been known for your ability to hide the truth. “So what are you going to do with me?” you ask.
Barbara thinks about it about it and grins playfully. “Maybe I should just save myself the trouble and squish you here.” She says. You squeak as she quickly steps forward and lightly pins you underneath her boot.
“Barbara!!!!” You squeal horrified.
She giggles as she feels you wriggle around wildly underneath the foot and gently massages you with the sole of her boot. “Just kidding.” She says.
You breathe a sigh of relief. You didn’t think your friend would really crush you but then again you had no idea she was Batgirl either until a few minutes ago.
“Phew,” you say. “You scared me for a second.”
Batgirl smiles. “I think I’ll just keep you as my tiny pet.”
“P-Pet?” You repeat. That’s definitely a step up from being squished but not by much.
“Basically, I’ll take care of you while you worship me like a goddess.” She explains. “I kind of like the idea.”
“I’ll bet.” You say shaking your head. A very small part of you is enticed by the idea of being owned by your favorite female superhero but it’s a pretty dramatic transition. It would mean giving up your entire life. “You know I’m not sure I really like the idea of being anyone’s pet.” You tell her.
Batgirl shrugs. “Well that’s too bad I’m afraid because that really is the best idea I’ve got right now.”
“Don’t I get a vote?” You ask.
She smiles as she gently picks you up. “Nope!!”
You sigh helplessly.
“Oh quite pouting,” Batgirl says lightly tickling your chin with her fingertip. “You know you’ll love being my pet.”
“I doubt that” You say looking sullen.
“C’mon, it will be great.” Batgirl persisted. “Not only will we get to spend a lot more time together, just think of all the fun things we can do that we weren’t able to when you were normal size.”
Her face brightens as she gets an idea. “Here…I’ll show you.”
She smiles as she sits down and starts to pull her right boot off again once again revealing a really pretty foot. She does the same with her other boot. You watch her feet mesmerized. They look so much bigger and more impressive at your current size.
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