"Thea? Thea, are you back here?" Laurel asked, stepping away from the charity gala for CNRI that Tommy Merlin was throwing to impress her, checking in on Oliver's seventeen-year-old sister, Thea Queen, noticing she'd consumed more than a few drinks throughout the evening.
"Ugh, just go away." Thea slurred, slumped over a windowsill, looking down at the street below, thinking about how the cars below her gaze looked like little toys from so high up, feeling as if she could reach down and pick them off the street like Hot Wheels model cars.
"Thea, is everything okay? I'm worried about you." Laurel said, expressing her concern for Thea's well-being, about to tell from her words that she was heavily intoxicated.
"Worried about me? That's rich coming from you." Thea turned, stomping her foot as she looked Laurel dead in the eye, clicking her heel on the linoleum-tiled floor beneath her and the Lawyer's feet.
"What are you talking about?" Laurel asked, more confused than anything. She didn't know what the Queen family heiress was talking about.
However, the only thing she was guilty of was being the target of Tommy Merlin's affection, something Thea craved from her brother's best friend, something no amount of money could buy.
"What does he see in you?" Thea asked coldly, reaching into her purse and pulling out a small, handheld device she'd stolen from the applied sciences department of Queen Consolidated earlier that night.
"Whoa, Thea. What is that?" Laurel asked, nervously taking a step back as Thea pointed the device, resembling a gun, at her chest.
"Let's find out." Thea giggled, pulling the trigger with a smirk spread across her face. Feeling superior to the Lawyer, as a beam of light shot forward, striking the older woman in the chest.
"Are you insane!?" Laurel shouted, putting her hands up in a feeble attempt to defend herself, surprised to find herself shrinking in front of Thea. It all happened so fast. Before Laurel could even blink, she was already short enough that Thea's boobs were at eye level, and by the time she did blink, she was already looking straight ahead at the party girl's knees.
"Holy shit! She's Huge!" Laurel exclaimed, ending her shrinking spree at the height of Thea's toenails, barely able to look high enough on her tiptoes to glimpse Thea's crimson-painted nails.
"Oops. Down you go. I guess that's what that thing did." Thea said with a drunken giggle, laughing at how pathetic Laurel looked standing in the shadow cast by her body, ignoring the urge to step on her like a bug.
"Thea, are you insane? You can't just go around shrinking people!" Laurel yelled, stomping her foot as she challenged the gigantic girl. But Thea quickly answered in kind. Stomping her foot like she had done earlier. Only this time, it had a more profound effect on Laurel, nearly knocking the tiny Lawyer onto her butt.
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"Weren't you listening to me earlier, or did that device shrink your brain too? I had no idea what it would do to you." Thea taunted, putting Laurel down and admitting she didn't plan on shrinking her.
"That's worse! What if it turned my bones into jelly? What if it turned me into a bug?!" Laurel asked, pointing out how Thea didn't think things through.
"Haha, from my perspective, that thing kinda did make you a bug! I could step on your right now, and nobody here would know I was walking around with you on the bottom of my shoe." Thea joked, coming off as malicious from Laurel's point of view.
"What? Why would you say that?" the tiny woman asked, concerned by the drunken Thea's actions and mannerisms.
"Because it's true, I could just lift my foot like this..."
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"...and you'd be a goner." Thea teased, putting on a little demonstration for the woman she shrunk, clicking her high heel on the floor, warranting a few steps back from Laurel. Looking up at the enormous party girl, catching a glimpse of her red panties as she pulled her foot back.
"Come here." Thea smiled, bending at the knee as she stretched her hand out around Laurel, haphazardly squeezing the tiny lady's face between her knuckles before letting her roll into her open palm.
"Have you lost it, Thea?" Laurel asked, ready to unload on Thea, before reminding herself that the bratty rich girl was only seventeen-years-old. Her sister Sara did reckless things at her age too.
"Thea, I think you've had too much to drink. Maybe we should head back to the party and get you something to eat so we can sober you up." Laurel said, taking a deep breath to regain her composure.
"Ha, you're right, Laurel. Maybe I have had too much to drink. But I don't need to go to the party to find something to eat." Thea smirked, eyeing Laurel like a piece of candy.
"Oh, you have something you can eat?" Laurel asked, wondering why Thea would have waited so long to eat something if she had food in her purse.
"Not something. Someone." Thea giggled, swinging Laurel over her parted lips, allowing her to examine the heiress's pearly white teeth from above as a strand of saliva stretched between her top and bottom teeth, the strong smell of alcohol rising to assault Laurel's nostrils.
"Whoa, Thea! What are you doing?" Laurel asked, kicking her feet over the chasm of Thea's mouth, dangled by her arms at the end of the rich girl's fingertips.
"What does it look like? I'm taking your advice. You did say I should have something to eat." Thea grinned, clicking her tongue, giving Laurel a sneak peek inside her mouth and down the back of her throat.
"What the hell, this isn't exactly what I had in mind! Please tell me this is some kinda sick joke!" Laurel screamed, not wanting to be an evening snack for her ex-boyfriend's little sister.
How will Thea respond?
1. "Relax, Laurel. I won't eat you." But that doesn't mean I'll help you return to normal either." Thea explains, leaving the event with Laurel hidden inside the back of her panties.
2. "You're no fun, Laurel. I was only joking." Thea explains, telling the Lawyer she needs to lighten up, dropping her bra for a night out at the closest club she can find, Verdant.
3. "Stop being such a crybaby." Thea says, lowering Laurel from her lips to the floor, slipping out of her heel, and dropping her brother's ex-girlfriend onto the insole, trapping the Lawyer under her barefoot for the remainder of the night as she returns to the charity event. Allowing Laurel to act as her chaperone.
4. "I'm not joking, snack." Thea smiles, allowing Laurel to fall onto her tongue like a sprinkle, swallowing her alive as she struggles to survive against her tongue and throat.
5. "Down you go." Thea teases, dropping Laurel onto her tongue for a moment, tossing her around the inside of her mouth like a piece of candy, covering her in spit before deciding she doesn't taste very good, spitting Laurel back out, and allowing her to fall inside the front of her panties, where she'll spend the rest of the evening.
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