Ayeka knew just where to find Ryoko; she was lazing around in the living room, watching TV, pigging out on instant noodles...but most importantly (to her) not doing any work.
"Well well, if she's going to act immature and slack off her chores, I'll have to discipline her like a child.” thought Ayeka. “But one thing is stopping me; her size.” Ayeka grinned as she said this and readied the gun.
“Ryoko, I’d like to talk to you about your lack of doing ANY kind of work around this household.”
“Yeah, what of it? You gonna try and make me little Miss Goody-good?”
“I can’t *make* you do anything, but I will have to punish you if you don’t agree to start doing some right now.” Ayeka couldn’t help but smirk as she knew what her answer would be.
“HELL NO! And if you even try to lay a finger on me I’ll lay you out!”
“I was hoping you’d say that, “giggled Ayeka.
And with that she fired the gun, hitting Ryoko square in the chest.
“Ha, that didn’t hurt at all. Guess you suck at picking out guns, huh?”
“Oh, it’s not meant to hurt you Ryoko…it’s meant to help me show you the error of your ways. In fact, I think you should be noticing the effects right about now.”
It was true. Ryoko’s clothing were swallowing her up, threatening to fall off her dwindling frame. Ayeka could not help but laugh hysterically. Seeing her once formidable rival being shrunk into a child’s toy was too much to bear.
“H-hey, what’s going on here? Why are you so damn tall??!?”
“Because of Washu’s wonderful new invention…now come here little Ryoko, you need to be punished for your naughty behavior!”
And with that, Ayeka grabbed the now 6-inch Ryoko out of her oversized clothes and took her over to the couch for the “punishment”.
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.09 seconds at 5:48pm on Nov 22, 2024 via server WEBX1.