"Oh Tiff, please..." Becky sighed and went over to the little boy on the floor. She couldn't take her eyes of the cowering little boy on the ground and placed her pink sandals on his left and right side. He looked up and started to sob again. The girls couldn't hear his pleas because he was so tiny. In fact they are playing the same scene for the second time except the fact that Becky has taken his chance to run away this time.
"Just look at him. Tiny, helpless and totaly under our controll. We can do anything we want to him and change it back whenever we want to. Without any consequences." "Jenny, say something", Tiffany pleaded but Jenny just shrugged her shoulders. "She's right. Andby the way... he's a pest anyways." Becky smiled and looked at Jenny. She just smiled. "We want to see what you would do to your ex-bastard."
"You heard that cutie?", Becky playfuly asked the bugsized boy at her feet. She couldn't clearly see but she knew there was sheer horror in his eyes. In the next instant he jumped up and tried to run but With a swift kick she made him fly against her other foot and he lay there motionless. What will she do now?
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