"Well, Ant, I completely understand if you have doubts about this. I just want you to know that---" Miss Blake's words cut off as she quickly spins around, with the size regulating contraption in hand. Your face contorts in horror and you lunge towards her in a vain attempt to save yourself. Rebbecca is is too deft, and by lightly stepping backwards she allows herself enough time to activate the ray. You are engulfed in the cloak of a radioactive particle stream, and you immediately notice its effects. In a matter of seconds, you have been reduced to the size of a toy doll. Miss Blake shoulders the device and rests her hand on her hip, obviously satisfied at her work.
"As I was saying, I just want you to know that I don't care. From the moment that you knew about my work you didn't have a choice, anyways," she explains to you, "Sorry, lil' fellow, you're under my control until I get proper recognition for my discovery." With that, she crouches down and reaches for you. As she does, you can't help but gawk a little at how her hips press outwards nicely against her outfit, and from your vantage point you can make out the supple curvature of her chest.
Too mesmerized by her body, you don't attempt to dodge her hand or even think about avoiding capture. Her manicured fingers wrap around your form, exerting just enough pressure to keep you from struggling as she raises you to her face.
"Wha-- what are you going to do to me?" you ask in a fearful tone.
"Oh don't be so pessimistic, Antony. I won't hurt you, your a human being," she consoles you. "I'll take good care of you. However, from this moment forward, you don't have free will. You obey anything I say, got it?"
You hesitate, then nod slowly in concurrence. You don't see any benefits in trying to resist her will, and maybe if you're good she might let you go early.
"Good," she says almost giddily, "first I'm going to..."