Ken cowered on the ground as Stephanie rose back to her full height, standing over him like the Statue of Liberty. Her skirt rustled as she strolled by, each step shaking the ground. Ken wondered why she had left him alone as he heard the front door open, then immediately slam shut. He contemplated running, but held his ground. He was worried that maybe Stephanie was testing him and if he tried to run, she would pop out from her hiding place and immediately catch him, there was do telling what cruel things the little girl might do to punish him for that.
Ken remained frozen, his eyes shifting around the room for signs of his young cousin. He didn't move until he heard the front door open once again a minute or so later. Ken cursed and mentally kicked himself, realizing that Stephanie had actually left the room. He could have used that time to get away and maybe find away to contact his aunt for help. Instead he was going to be stuck with Stephanie and forced to do what she wanted.
Stephanie squatted down in front of Ken once again, forcing the tiny boy to avert his eyes as her blue panties once again came out on full display. It wasn't hard to look away from them though as Stephanie set something familiar down beside the shrunken boy. It was unmistakable, a red car, the paint worn away and marred by scratches and scraps. Ken wanted to yell at Stephanie as he discovered she had shrunk down his car, instead he was forced to hold his tongue as Stephanie spoke up.
"Now that you have your car, you can take me on a date," Stephanie explained with a gleeful smile.
"W-what?" Ken asked rhetorically, more than a little put of by his cousin's affection towards him.
"I'm going to go into my room and get all dressed up, you're going to pull up outside my door and pick me up for our date. Don't worry though, I'll explain it when you arrive," Stephanie explained, positively beaming in excitement.
"Stephanie....I'm not taking you on a date, now grow me back," Ken replied, his tone frustrated.
From the look on Stephanie's face, it looked as though the girl was going to start bawling at Ken's refusal. She stood back up, hlding back tears which were quickly turning to anger.. Ken was horrified to watch as she moved her bare foot over his treasured car and lowered it down. The suspension system squeaked under the weight she brought down. Soon after the frame began to groan as it was on the verge of warping out of shape, one of the back windows even started to crack.
"No! No! No! No! Wait! I'll take you on a date!" Ken frantically cried out.
It was a bit odd, but somehow seeing his car put in danger was far worse than the idea of being at the mercy of a 7-year old who was nearly a thousand times his size. Though Ken couldn't stand to lose that car, he had paid for it himself after four long years of work. It was the one thing he could truly say was his and it had been with him since he got his license. The last thing he wanted was for it to be compressed into scrap beneath a scorned girl's chubby foot. Stephanie's foot held for a moment, then lifted away, leaving Ken's prized car intact with only minor damage that would probably be rather hard to explain when he took it in to be fixed.
"R-really? You'll do it?" Stephanie asked, her face slowly turning to happiness.
"Sure, of course," Ken replied half-heartedly, hoping that whatever Stephanie decided on for a "date" wasn't any combination of disturbing, embarassing, painful, or torturous.
"Goodie!" Stephanie bounced up and down, clapping her hands and sending out heavy earthquakes that made Ken worry for his own safety as well as that of his car, "Pick me up in ten minutes."
Stephanie sprang off down the hallway to her room and Ken was once again left alone. He opened up the door of his car and slide into the driver's seat. The car roared to life as he turned the keys, everything was thankfully running after the vehicle's encounter with his little cousin's foot, though a vague hint of sweat did seem to hang over everything. Ken cranked up the AC in response as he sat and thought, he had to make a decision.
Choice 1: Afraid of making Stephanie mad, Ken drives up to her door and honks his horn to let her know he's ready for whatever she had planned.
Choice 2: Afraid of what Stephanie has planned, Ken tries to drive to Alyssa's room for help, but ends up knocking over her laundry basket which buries him and his car under its contents.
Choice 3: Conflicted as to what to do, Ken hears Kat enter the house. She quickly notices his car and Ken is forced to drive away as she chases him down.
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