Under the bright gaze of the rare jewels, I was blinded. I could feel everything before me fade from my reach, my entire body felt an overwhelming surge as I collapsed to my knees, to the delight of my smiling opponent. For a moment, I lost all of my senses as the shimmering sensation coursed through my body, but when I finally regained my vision, no longer sweating under the gleaming beam from the statue's crystal eyes, I was horrified by the outcome of what had just transpired.
Everything around me had grown out of proportion. It seemed like a long sprint to the edge of the formerly enclosed rooftop, and the vast stone beneath my feet reached out to a distance like I was standing in the middle of a desert. For a moment, I thought that Catwoman had disappeared into the night, until I caught a glimpse of a pair of leather boots, enormous in size, standing directly in front of me. As I stood up to my feet, as tall I as could, I continued to tilt my head up, following the immense, god-like figure that stood before me, until, occupied by a huge, devious grin, I saw the face of Catwoman, looming high above, looking down at me as she licked her lips. In that terrifying moment, I realized that the power possessed by the item was too true and, as a victim of its tremendous power, I had shrunk. I now stood, from my estimation, at a mere three inches in size, a mere fraction of the overall, massive size of the cat burglar that stood triumphantly above me.
Smiling from ear to ear, Catwoman began to bend down with a twinkle in her eye. In a squatting position, she continued to stare at me in amazement, proud of what she had accomplished. "Well, well, well," she giggled in delight, "Looks like it's my turn to do the chasing." I was too petrified to reply, all I wanted to do was run away, out of the grasp as my sinister adversary. Unfortunately however, as I saw her massive hand hover above my head, I knew that she had other intentions on her mind.
"I've waited a long time for this, Batman," she continued as she approached me with her enormous leather glove. Under the looming shadow of her massive hand, all I could do was turn around and run for dear life, something that I thought that I'd never do in my entire life. Even at my diminished size however, my attempt to escape was futile. I was immediately swept from my feet, landing into the soft hand of Catwoman, who held me in a tight grip with her fingers. The immense force she held me between her fingers rendered me unable to move. I squirmed, like a fly caught in a web, as Catwoman lifted me high above the ground, holding me in front of her face. I was so small that, if she wanted to, she could have swallowed me whole.
I dreaded the inevitable humiliation that I was about to endure in the hands of my malicious rival, who now had full control and dominance over me. As she squeezed me in between her sharp fingers, holding me in front of her glaring cat eyes, I could read from the smile on her lips that I was doomed to suffer.
"Time to have ourselves a little fun!"
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