Good she said. I could use a little man to be my slave. She pulled the shrink ray out of her purse and fires it at you and you shrink to 11/2 inches tall. She picks you up off the floor with her giant crawl-like nails. Your not my boyfriend little man she said. Your my slave and refer to me and other females as mistress. Then she drops you in her purse like an accessory, smiles down at you, and drops a lipstick directly above. You try to run but are crushed by it. You look up and see her still smiling at your pain. Silly boy, she said. When all the males are shrunk you all will learn your true purpose in life: To serve the female sex and to be tortured by the female sex. She then closed the purse and you and everything else inside was lifted into the air as she flung her purse trying to cause you more pain which strangely made you more attracted to her. The next class was...
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