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People now shrink people and turn them into dolls of different sorts.
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Chapter #3

Terry or Teri?

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A short ride later, the giant eased his car into a garage. You could see the concrete ceiling that suddenly felt like a prison despite how high it seemed. The giant got out, almost giving you hope of escape, but he simply reached through the car window and picked up the bottle you’re in. He explained your situation “Kid’s pretty much a jock. You might’ve noticed the basketball net as we were pulling in. Just can’t seem to motivate the good grades. So, maybe with you to play with we’ll cut back on the social life. HEY KIDDO GET DOWN HERE!”

“You can’t just hand me over as some kid’s plaything!” you hammer on the glass. But are ignored as the giant arm swings and the next thing you know all you can see blue canvas and yellow stitching. And worse, the giant chose that moment to rip one. The glass did nothing to deaden the odor. “YUCK!”

Thudding of feet on steps announced the approach of ‘kiddo’ who pleaded “What, pop? I’m studying.”

“More likely on the phone with tonight’s date.” Was Pop’s sarcastic retort.

Not that far from teenage years yourself, you blush in sympathy, but so far no real clue exactly who ‘kiddo’ was. If it wasn’t the hand across the glass containing you, it was the Levi’s sticker, blocking your view.

“C’mon Pop! It’s fun.” A teenage voice complained. It was a little squeaky.

Pop tapped his giant foot far below “Your grades have been slipping all year. Ever since you discovered the opposite sex. It must stop!”

“You’re not going to beat me?” the tone of the question was fearful.

Pop sighed “Of course not, kiddo. Some parents do subscribe to the negative feedback philosophy, and maybe that’s an option for later. Right now, I opted for a more positive approach. Here ya go, Terry.”

You were utterly shocked as the bottle you’re in was tossed almost to the ceiling and you could see the floor rapidly approaching. The devastating impact was prevented by a still jarring act of being caught by what you almost instantly identified as a pair of quite younger hands. And though the position was awkward, it was clearly a boy. Quite a handsome lad, you could only hope for the best.

“A doll?” he asked with some curiosity.

Pop countered “Not JUST a doll.”

“OH MY GOD!” exclaimed Terry, still spinning the bottle and passing it from hand to hand “It’s a shrinky!”

Pop smirked and queried “Oh? You’ve heard of them?”

“My friend Mike has one. Saw her once.” The teen tapped on the glass and grinned widely.

Pop put on his strongest parenting voice “I want it clear, there are certain rules regarding this particular gift.”

“YEAH!” you yelled pounding on the side of the bottle, having no real impact, but you were deeply in favor of rules. Especially if it involved your treatment.

The teen looked up, well…mostly… he was fascinated by what he held, eyes flicking up and down the little body “Bit bigger than GI Joe. Sorry, Pop, you said rules?”

“Indeed.” Said Pop firmly “This is more an incentive to stay in a bit more. It did cost a pretty penny. In fact, nearly 3 grand. It doesn’t leave the house. That’s as much to prevent escape or thieving as anything else. As for what you do… indulge yourself… just in your room. And close the door. I don’t want to see, or hear. You get my meaning?”

You certainly did “HEY! WHAT KIND OF RULES ARE THOSE?” pounding violently on the inside of the bottle.

“Is it a boy or a girl?” asked Terry, who had nodded somewhat absently in response to Pop’s rules.

To which the giant man shrugged absently “I bought it not knowing. Does it really matter? I’d suggest …ahh… unwrapping and you’ll find out.”

“Thanks Pop!” the boy exclaimed, briefly offered an enthusiastic hug… and bolted for his room. Once there, Terry did as he was told, pushing his door shut and …with a smirk aimed at you … flicked the door latch. He twisted off the cork, sat at his desk and commanded “Come on out, and let’s check you out. So are you male or female?”

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