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Big Bug - 4

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I checked my watch: 50 minutes to go. And the little guy on the floor, trussed and muzzled, started to wriggle, clueless like a premature maggot. For some moments I thought of blindfolding him - to spare him the shock and me the reaction, but hey, he would find out anyway sooner or later, and better to get him used to this step by step. His restricted eyesight would blur things for him anyway, as his glasses were not likely to fit his smaller physiognomy any more.

I prepared all of Ryker's utensils ready to hand and yet tucked for any eventuality, and then I squatted down over the grotesquely reduced, bound body. Everything was perfectly in proportion, it was a fucking miracle, an odd kind of eye-candy, a curiosity extraordinaire - as long as I looked at him as an especially short random guy ... whenever I realized the true scale of the case, however, I felt queasy. There was no situation in my worldview envisaged to see my boss naked, even less at artificially reduced size, and least under my complete control. He had been a guy I had loved to make my position clear to, I even had enjoyed to get him down when it came to the point; but in general he simply had been my employer, in the meaning of an annoying person to shun whenever possible. And now I was slate for being his custodian, his manny, his keeper?

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