You try to protest but her hand wraps tightly around you as she looks to her left and right quickly to see if there are any witnesses. Her eyes pierce into your skull as she whispers harshly "IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, NOBODY CAN... I'M TAKING YOU BACK TO THE GYPSY WOMAN... HOPEFULLY SHE'LL SMUSH YOU FLAT." She leaves you with that thought as the world whizzes around you and she puts her hand to her sides, hiding you from the public at large. You scream up to her to reconsider, but it's no use. Between the overwhelming distance between the giant dork's fingers and face, and the fact that your tiny lungs are being squeezed mercilessly within her grasp, there's no way of getting her attention. She's walking with a purpose and you can see a small, spiteful grin form on the girl's face as you reenter the tent you fought so hard to get away from. You can smell the familiar potpourri in the air, and can feel the humid wind blowing all around you. You're definitely back in the mystical presence of the gypsy woman who shrunk you in the first place. Her large, booming voice returns and you flinch a bit as you hear "WELCOME, WELCOME TO MY TENT, YOUNG ONE. WHAT CAN I DO TO HELP YOU?" Kristen starts to sweat a bit in her palms, which dampens your clothes as she nervously says to the powerful witch "UM... HELLO. MY NAME IS KRISTEN... I WAS JUST WANDERING THROUGH THE GROUNDS WHEN... WHEN I CAME ACROSS SOMETHING I THINK BELONGS TO YOU." The hand you're in flattens out and you stand exposed in the center of Kristen's palm, staring up at the gigantic gypsy yet again. With a big toothy grin, she reaches down and pokes you with a long fingernail, saying "THOUGHT YOU COULD ESCAPE FROM MADAME ROSELLA, DIDN'T YOU?" She looks up at Kristen and clasps her hands together, saying "THANK YOU, DEARY. YOU'VE BEEN A BIG HELP TO ME... BUT I CAN'T HELP BUT SEE THAT YOU ARE TROUBLED. PLEASE, WON'T YOU SIT DOWN? AND BRING THE SMALL ONE AS WELL." You are carried over to the table and harshly dropped on the counter, staring up at both giant women on either side of you. Neither of them want anything to do with you right now that's not mean-spirited, and you can only wait and see what the gypsy decides to do with you. For now, Rosella asks for Kristen's palm, which she reluctantly gives out. After feeling around on her hand for a split second and reciting a similar incantation to when she first spoke to you, her eyes shoot wide open and she smiles.
"YOU ARE DESPERATE FOR THE TOUCH OF A MAN, NO?" Kristen is obviously taken aback by this revalation from the total stranger and slowly nods, blushing pretty heavily. Rosella smiles and continues. "YOU HAVE BEEN AN OUTCAST. A LONER. THE WORLD DOESN'T SEEM TO SPIN AT THE RIGHT SPEED FOR YOU, AND IT REFLECTS ON YOUR PERSONALITY. I CAN SEE EVERYTHING IN YOUR HAND HERE, DARLING. YOUR HOPES, YOUR DREAMS, YOUR MEMORIES. AND THEY ALL SEEM TO SCREAM OUT THAT YOU... WANT TO BE LOVED." The nodding is heavier and more rapid this time as Kristen seems to be falling for whatever the gypsy has to tell her. To your surprise, you feel two huge fingertips grip either side of you as Madame Rosella lifts you up and dangles you in front of Kristen's pie-eyed face. "THIS ONE HAS REJECTED YOUR ADVANCES OF LOVE, NO? HE SITES PRIOR COMMITMENTS AND FAILURE TO ADAPT TO A LIFE WITH YOU?" Kristen says a little bit more determined than you'd like to hear "Y...YES. HE DIDN'T WANT TO BE WITH ME. HE DOESN'T LOVE ME." This is ridiculous. It wasn't a matter of not loving her, you'd just met her! And you had to remind her time and time again that you were happily in a relationship and that being shrunk down to the size of a thumbtack wasn't going to change that! But that's when Madame Rosella said the words that would change your life forever: "WELL, WHY HAS THAT STOPPED YOU?" Kristen looked confused and you looked horrified as the gypsy placed you softly in the waiting girl's open palm again. With one quick wave of her extended finger, you feel your body get just a little bit larger. You're still able to stand in her palm a paltry 3 or 4 inches tall now, and beneath your feet you can actually feel Kristen's body shaking with excitement and power. "HE'S OBVIOUSLY IN NO POSITION TO DENY YOUR ADVANCES. YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN WILLING TO LET BOYS DICTATE YOUR RELATIONSHIPS. THIS IS ONE BOY WHO CAN NOT ORDER YOU AROUND. WHO CAN NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU... WHO WILL DO LITERALLY ANYTHING YOU ASK HIM TO WITHOUT QUESTION." Kristen's eyes start to sparkle as she begins to realize the power she now holds with you in her hands. She would have you as her personal, tiny boyfriend. No matter what you wanted. You almost start to break down in tears knowing that no matter what happens for the rest of the day, you're going home with an emotionaly distraught psychopath who's obsessed over your little body.
"HE'S MUCH BETTER OFF WITH YOU. I WOULD FEED HIM TO THE PETS I ALREADY HAVE OR LET HIM DIE OUT IN THE FOREST. HE'S CAUSED ME NOTHING BUT TROUBLE. MAYBE A FEW MONTHS WITH YOU WOULD STRAIGHTEN THAT OUT?" You couldn't believe what you were hearing. MONTHS?! She actually wanted to keep you like this for longer than a few days or weeks? The hand beneath you shifted and you felt yourself get caught between redwood sized fingers in the nerdy girl's grip tightening as she squealed with excitement. You are brought right up close to her beaming face as she pushes her glasses back into place on her nose and licks her lips. "YOU'RE GOING TO BE THE BEST BOYFRIEND EVER... AND THE BEST PART IS YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO ESCAPE ME." You feel the color drain from your face as the cackling in the background gets louder and louder. You could feel Rosella's enjoyment in this whole situation and look over to see if there's anything you can do to stop her. The gypsy woman reaches into a small box underneath her table and grabs something with her hand, covering it with the other. She walks over slowly to Kristen's proud face and says "I'LL CHECK ON YOU AGAIN WHEN THE FESTIVAL COMES BACK INTO TOWN, SAY IN HALF A YEAR? THERE'S JUST ONE QUESTION I HAVE TO ASK YOU BEFORE YOU WALK OUT OF MY TENT HOLDING THE LITTLE MOUSE MAN..." Kristen starts to get nervous and you as well, not knowing what's up this crazy witch's sleeve. She beams down at you and winks before saying to Kristen...
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