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He wasn’t a bad master, really.

He wasn’t mean, and he let his “pets”—as he called the men that he found and shrunk—roam around the house freely. He wasn’t worried that they would escape. After all, what were their options if they did? They could possibly find someone that would help them, but they also might get held captive by a cruel, (more) sadistic master.

Although he didn’t usually abuse his pets for fun, he did feel that he needed to keep them in line, especially the fresh ones, and show his power and omnipotence over their little lives.

So here was the new one, his fifth, so he called him “Five”. He had met him at a bar, slipped the miniaturization formula in his drink, and took him home when he started to feel drowsy. By the time he woke up, the potion had taken full effect.

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