The obviously distraught girl starts mumbling to herself in spanish, and Bayley raises an eyebrow at her. "I'm sorry, can we get a translation? I don't think that means "thank you"." The cleaning lady is reasonably angry at Bayley, and with her eyes squinted in anger, she shouts "I SAID YOU'RE A FUCKING BITCH! How could you do that you crazy cu...." Before she can finish, a familiar light flashes throughout the room, and standing in place of the recently restored woman stands a doll once again. She screams just as loud as she did the first time in her shrunken, high pitched voice, but it seems even more faint and pathetic than before. You think Bayley may have knocked another few inches off of her previous size, just because. Almost as if she's ignoring her own actions, Bayley looks back at you and says very arrogantly "My, she has such an attitude. But i guess she really wanted to be turned back into a teeny little Mexi-mouse, didn't she?" You don't say anything, you're too stunned by her actions and scared by how comfortable she is taking away someone's size like that as a gag.
The confident smirk on Bayley's face is nothing short of chilling as she lightly taps her foot in front of the once-again shrunken maid. "You know, I think i know what your problem was. Instead of making you big again, i should have turned this switch here..." She turns a dial all the way down to the lowest setting and points the gun at the small woman, before finishing "And made you even smaller. You could have been a person. Now you'll be a speck." You hear a high pitched cry as the shrunken woman begins to run away from her giant captor. You see Bayley go to move her foot over her hispanic prey and you shout out "Okay, that's enough! Stop torturing her!" The dominant girl raises an eyebrow and matter of factly states "Torture? I'm not torturing. I'm punishing. She should learn not to use such foul language in front of someone who can crush them under her pinkie." You slowly walk over in front of Bayley and bend down to pick up the shivering girl off of the floor. She holds her arms up over her head in a meaningless attempt to get you not to grab her, but you are sure to be gentle as you lift her up with your thumb and forefinger. Using your other palm as a base, you rest her down gently, marvelling at just how light and cute she looks gazing up at you from your hand. You turn your attention back to Bayley and start scolding her. "Look at her! She must be scared out of her whits! You took this way too far and need to make it right."
Bayley rolls her eyes as you slowly move your hand down to a table and let the shrunken girl hop off. She looks up at you and you can almost see a hint of a smile as you move your hand away from her, leaving her exposed on the tabletop. Turning to your equally sized friend one more time, you fold your arms and say "Now, Bayley. Turn that gun to the right setting, and make her normal sized." You can tell that she is nowhere near pleased with you as she scoffs and angrily readjusts the gun. You cross your arms and lean against the desk, facing the spoiled brat with the world's most powerful invention and say "Go ahead. Do it." Bayley points the gun at the desk and looks at both you and the shrunken maid, almost as if she's trying to decide exactly what to do next. That's when she says...
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