"The first week of your sons' training is going to be about breaking barriers, getting them accustomed to living without power and depending on their fathers for everything, the way they did when they were born." Dr K explained. "All of your boys are at an age where they're ready to break free of the patriarch's stronghold and become masters of their own universes. We're here to snuff out that impulse before it gains any momentum, essentially making your boys putty in your hands, to mould any way you like."
The three dads, Gavin, Philip and Dick Senior were now standing in a tighter circle with their sons cupped in their hands. Each six-inch young man had put up a fight and each dad had overpowered his miniaturised boy with varying degrees of aggression.
Gavin had laughed "GOT YOU NOW, BOY!" and locked his fist around Tyson so tightly that the little punk uttered a single squeak before disappearing in the man's hairy fist. Dick Senior had scooped his runt up casually, then had to unpeel Dick Junior from his thumb where the little man was clinging in terror. "Man up, kid, I'm not gonna drop ya." He shook his head at his son's predictable cowardice. Then there was Philip, who picked up his skate rat son by the arm and held him mid-air, inspecting him through his square glasses like a scientist studying some odd new specimen.
The three dads, Gavin, Philip and Dick Senior were now standing in a tighter circle with their sons cupped in their hands. Each six-inch young man had put up a fight and each dad had overpowered his miniaturised boy with varying degrees of aggression.
Gavin had laughed "GOT YOU NOW, BOY!" and locked his fist around Tyson so tightly that the little punk uttered a single squeak before disappearing in the man's hairy fist. Dick Senior had scooped his runt up casually, then had to unpeel Dick Junior from his thumb where the little man was clinging in terror. "Man up, kid, I'm not gonna drop ya." He shook his head at his son's predictable cowardice. Then there was Philip, who picked up his skate rat son by the arm and held him mid-air, inspecting him through his square glasses like a scientist studying some odd new specimen.