The Shrinking Lab (3)

‘Please! Please enough! Please! I don’t want any of this! Please sir!’ I cried, still forced on my stomach by his spare hand.

He turned and smirked at me. ‘Ah, the realization that you cannot do nothing but beg and plead, we’re finally getting somewhere…’

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I didn’t know what I had done to deserve this. I was pinned down on a metal table, legs and arms stretched apart, naked, and a complete stranger of a man looming over me. I never broke the law, I was too afraid too. I didn’t dare skip classes at school, or hand in my assignments late. Collage was a breeze for me, I rarely had a night out drinking and getting plastered, instead, staying at home and getting the grades I sorely needed to achieve to get into the industry I had my eyes set on. My whole life had been dedicated to my education. Relationships and socializing always came second, mainly because I sucked at both of those. I thought to myself, if I spent my early years learning and studying, doing it non-stop, I could reap the benefits and rewards in my later years, dreaming of living on a distant island somewhere, or driving around in fast cars. I never saw this coming.