After admiring the view in the mirror, Joe reached in and removed little Eric from his underwear. As he had expected, the little teacher was drenched in his sweat. It was appropriate now that he was property, and it made Joe happy. He looked like a little drenched rat, though a hairless one. We need to have a talk, little one, he started, enjoying the looks of confusion and a little bit of fear on the tiny face of his former teacher.
Yes, Joe, that sounds like a good idea. We need to find a way to restore me to my full size, and we need to stop Tarek and those thugs.
No. No little one, that is not something that is going to happen, nor something I would ever want.
Yes, Joe, that sounds like a good idea. We need to find a way to restore me to my full size, and we need to stop Tarek and those thugs.
No. No little one, that is not something that is going to happen, nor something I would ever want.