The next morning, you woke up startled hoping your weird 'nightmare' was just that, a nightmare. As you opened your eyes, you saw a shadow by your door; it was Mel, and from the looks of things, she must had seen that you was stirring. "Melanie. What... my voice! I-it wasn't a dream? Why?" you screamed as you heard your much higher voice. Furious you leapt out of bed, and stopped cold. Sometime during the night, someone dressed you in pink pajamas. You suspected Mel.
"Damn it" you said, determined to get out of such a girly and embarrassing outfit, but your blood turned to ice as you saw that under your pajama bottoms, you was wearing panties. That was too much for you to handle. Screaming as you headed for your door, you yelled, "MELANIE. I'LL KILL YOU!" You never made it; the door opened, revealing Hayley. She had a worried look instead of the bemused look that you expected.
"Calm down John" Hayley soothed.
"Calm down? Look what she did to me!"
"We noticed that you had shrunk during the night" Hayley said.
"What?!" you said, noticing that she was right. You had shrunk at least an inch. Maybe two. Hayley sighed, seeing that it replaced your fury with fear.
"I saw Mel sneaking into your room. All this dress up is her way of dealing with all this" Hayley said.
"She has to 'deal' with this? I'm the one that is getting changed" you protested.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.21 seconds at 12:08am on Apr 23, 2025 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
