Alan jumped out of the way of the giant foot fall. SLAM ! It nearly missed him. Martin’s huge size 12 socked foot brushed against Alan’s nose. He winced at the smell. Gross, he thought.
It was smelled like the locker room at the school.
Martin walked over to the window and opened the curtain. The bright sunlight willed the room. There, as if in the middle of a spotlight was Alan.
Martin looked over and smiled.
At first Alan was relieved. Until he was standing between Martins huge feet again with him looking down at him.
“Martin ! Its me Alan ! You have to help me !” he shouted.
Martin bent down pinching the back of Alans neck between his fingers and lifted him up. “Oh don’t worry Ill help……help myself TO you” he laughed. “I guess that book really does work” he continued. “In fact I added a little extra to the shrinking spell, I didn’t want you getting crushed too soon”
“What ? YOU did this to me? Why ? Change me back ! This isn’t funny!” Alan shouted.
“Your right, its not funny. Its Hilarious ! You’re the perfect little pet. I studied that book all night while you were sleeping. I can do just about anything I want to you now.”
“Your crazy !” Alan protested.
“Careful little guy or I’ll turn you into a baseball for practice this afternoon and let the guys slam ya around a little. You always wanted to hit a home run right ? Now maybe someone can hit one WITH you. HAHA”
Alan felt his heart sink. He watched as Martin took the book and put it on the top of his bookshelf way out of reach and out of sight.
Martin set Alan in a tall jar until he decided what to do to him.
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