The tiny little girl is shaking with fear as her once "little" sister bends over her, casting a huge shadow over her miniscule body. Liz leans in real close to her now toy-sized sister and says with a grin, "Hello, Barbie!" The shrunken girl screams in high-pitched terror, and flees in the other direction. You are just sitting on Erin's bed watching all of this unfold as Liz plays with her miniaturized sister. She was shrunk to about 6 or 7 inches tall, so her running didn't get her really anywhere as Liz toyed around with her terrorized sibling. She followed close behind as Erin ran for her life, and when she was just about to reach the door to get out into the hallway, Liz stomped a huge bare foot in front of her, blocking her path. Erin screamed and ran in the opposite direction, until she came to her bed. She looked up and saw your huge form looking down on her. You couldn't think of anything to do, so you just waved. This was enough to drive her crazy as she ran between your feet and under her own bed. Liz dropped to her knees and laughed out loud, loving the fear she's driving into her little sister. "Now Now, little doll. You need to come out and play with your BIG sister! She's got lots of games to play with you while you're all shrunk down like that!" Liz reaches a huge hand underneath the bed, trapping her shrunken sister in her fist. The tiny little girl furiously beats her hands against the huge fingers that are wrapped around her torso. She finally stops when she comes face to face with Liz, who looks down on her with supreme confidence. "Well, Erin.... How does it feel being the size of a doll! It's what you always were, you know. Just a perfect, prissy little doll. You never had time to play with me when i was a kid, so now we're going to play for a little while. Just you, me and my boyfriend here. And if you're good, maybe i'll make you a little bit bigger!" Erin limps her arms defeated in her sister's hand as she just sobs and nods her head. Liz takes a finger and rubs her hair, making it into a frizzy mess. "Good. But now, before we start playtime..."
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