This choice: Follow the collector going after the tiny couples family. • Go Back...Chapter #5Follow the collector going after the tiny coupl... by: Unknown Billy shyly asks, “Can I help collect my new toys?”
Mr. Franz beamed saying “well, we already have the mother, son and lone girl, but you can help collect Bob and Debra’s family.” He hands Billy the camera on his desk and leads him to the collecting van.
On the way, Billy forms a relationship with the lead collector. As the pull up to the house, Billy sees Trish, a girl in his class that he has a crush on. She is playing on a scooter with her toddler sister.
“Can I have her too?” He asks. The collector smirks and says, “I don’t see a thing.”
Billy jumps for joy and approaches Trish. “Hi Trish, can I take a picture of your sister?”
Trish smiles and nods. With a click and a slight pop, Trish’s sister disappears. “What did you do to her?” Screamed Trish.
“Look down” Billy smirked. Trish saw the blonde doll at her feet, knelt over and picked it up. In her hand was now her sister. With her free finger, she idly played with the little tuft of hair in a ponytail at the top of her hair. Her sister was so still, it wasn’t clear she was still human or now a doll. Curling her fingers around her sister protectively, she turned to see Billy standing right next to her looking at her hand.
“She so cute like this, don’t you agree?” Billy asked.
“She was cute before. How can she live like this?” Trish responded .
“She will live a full life, protected and provided for.” He responded.
“A life as a toy is no life!”
“We are all somebody’s toy. Wouldn’t you want to be loved by your owner?” Billy reached over and lovingly moved some of Trish’s hair behind her ear. “I think you are cute too.”
Trish looked at Billy in dismay.
“Please hand her to me, Trish.” Billy didn’t know what would happen if someone was shrunk twice. However, he ultimately wanted Trish, so he would do what he needed to do.”
Trish weighed her options. She didn’t trust Billy. He ogled her in class but never spoke to her. She knew he was from a rich family but was always a bit creepy. She guessed he wanted to shrink her too. Holding her sister would result in her being made doubly small. He was smiling at her and rubbing her cheek and shoulder by this point. Does she try and run, or does she comply?
Trish resigned to her fate. She didn’t want to risk harming her sister further. She kissed her face and then sat her in his awaiting hand. Pulling back from her, Billy evaluated the prize in his hand. She looked very much like her sister. He too played with the puff of hair on her head.
Squeezing her form, he could feel she was wearing a diaper under her jean jumper. He will have to figure out how to keep her clean. He felt so powerful and a bit horny. However, this toddler wasn’t what he was really interested in. He tossed her into the air, caught her his hand and slipped her into his front pocket. He tapped the pocket to assure himself she was there.
Turning his attention back to Trish, she took off, grabbing her scooter and scooting away. Before she was 30 meters away there was a click, a pop, and all that remainder was a platinum hair doll collapsed on her scooter. She was about 10 inches tall due to an adjustment he made to the camera He scooped both up, collapsed the scooter and placed that into his pocket.
Arranging Trish on his palm, he stroked her hair and face with his index finger. Then he ran that finger down her chin on to her chest. Pressing down on first her right boob and then her left, he enjoyed the feel of her youthful body. Petting her stomach, he csme to her pelvis. Slipping a finger under the dress she was wearing, he was surprised to find she was flat in the front. He could feel what felt like an opening. This was different than him using his fingernail, he pulled down the front of her panties and was amazed to see what looked like lips with some puffy hair above. He would need to explore this more later.
Restoring her panties and smoothing down her dress, he continued down, stroking her thighs, knees and then calves. He wanted her comfortable. He knew he hated wearing shoes in bed, and he imagined his pocket would be like a bed.
Picking up her right foot, he exaimind her tiny foot and Mary Jane shoe. It looked so cute, he didn’t want to damage it. Carefully he undid the clapse and slid it and her sock off her foot. He did the same with the other. She had such tiny, cute toes. He kissed them and then secured his prize in his jacket pocket.
He lovingly hugged his pocket as he walked towards Bobs house. The collector was placing a box with multiple tubes in it in the back of the van. His other toys were ready.
“Collector, can we collect some accessories for my toys, like clothes and bikes and stuff?”
“Sure, give me a few minutes.”
In a flash he returned with another box loaded to the gills with all the contents of Bobs house and shed. Billy also noted the collector was carrying a few cars as well. They must have been parked out back. Billy expected there would be an extra charge for that service, but he knew his dad would cover it.
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