Dorothy walks between you and the tv with a huge grin as she held something behind her back. "Move Dodo," you say annoyed. "Why don't you make me?" She taunts gleefully. Annoyed you get up to move her but she pulls out a remove from behind her back. There's a high pitched squealing sound and your vision blurs. Dorothy's laughter seems to boom around you as you're temporarily blinded.
When your vision clears you are stunned to be looking up at a 7' Dorothy. You stand there stunned as she steps forward shoving you to the ground. It wasn't till you slide against the couch that she wasn't bigger but you were smaller. She leans over you waving the remote infront of you.
"Like my new toy, little bro," she giggles. "Give it you stupid Dodo!" You shout jumping up and grabbing at it. She easily pulls it way laughing as you try to reach for it while stuck on the far side of her body. She reaches her free hand around your head pinning your face to her armpit. You push and push against her but she holds you effortlessly. You hear a small clack of her putting down the remote before she lets go of you. Before you can distance yourself she rotates you and grips your boxers giving you an atomic wedgie.
Lifting you from the ground she tosses you on the couch. "O my gosh! This is so fun," she says grabbing the remote again. "I think I'll accually enjoy is weekend."
"Ok Dorothy," you say with clear annoyance as you stand back up. "That's enough, give me the toy."
She leans forward playfully. "And why should I listen to you, pipsqueak."
"I was put in charge so you..." She rolls her eyes as she points the remote at me and with a press I stop talking. I was still moving my mouth but she muted me like a TV.
"Much better, now why don't you go make me lunch like a good little boy and if you're good I'll think about returning you size." Frustrated but helpless you go to the kitchen and make a few sandwiches as Dorothy starts a new game saving over the one you were playing. When they are done you bring them out to her and Dorothy makes you clean her room as she eats and plays. When you finish she inspects it and decides...
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