The Dangers

of

Daring Officer

Dolly

by Skytower

Chapter 1. Disaster or Deliverance?

Patrol Officer Merry McCormick was off duty. That didn't mean she wasn't careful or observant, it just meant that she wasn't supposed to be in uniform. Unfortunately the uniform was all she had. Merry had been undercover as a salesgirl in a diamond shop when a robbery was attempted. She had stopped the robbers, but in the process had gotten her dress pocked with paintballs. The robbers had figured that using paint ball guns would spare them any extreme sentences if they got caught. Merry guessed they might be right, the judges of Pine Woods tended to go soft on criminals. Softer than Merry would have anyway when her body was covered with paintball-size bruises.

The problem was that the town of Pine Woods was a small town, and the principle employer was Augustus C. Pennytorch the 4th, a 90+ year old half senile tyrant who had stocked the town government and, to a certain extent, the town courts with whom ever he liked. Whether they were qualified or not. Merry didn't like that. Her position when it came to any law was to enforce it to the letter. The world was supposed to run on rules after all. This hadn't made her very popular with many of the townsfolk, but after six years as a L.A. cop Merry didn't expect to be popular. She'd learned early on in her time on the force that cops weren't as well liked as she had imagined them to be when she was a kid.

Merry could have been popular anywhere if she had wanted to be. Merry stood an inch over six feet tall, with long platinum blonde hair and a figure that had earned her the nicknames "Officer Dolly" because of her resemblance to a Barbie Doll and "Officer McBoobs", because of her 36D chest. She had a strong jaw, perfect teeth and her nose sat between two soft blue eyes. Merry could take being called Officer Dolly because that had been her nickname in high school, but anyone who called her Officer McBoob's did so at their own peril. Merry was every bit as strong as her inch over six feet height threatened and she was not afraid to mix it up with anyone off or on the force. The robber with the paint gun had found that out by way of a broken arm and nose. But the damage to her dress had been done so Merry had to wear either her work out clothes or her uniform on her way home. She'd chosen the uniform. The good news was that since she had caught the crooks on Friday morning the rest of the weekend was free. Merry was looking forward to a weekend of bad sci-fi movies and maybe some time with her vibrator. In truth, and though she would never admit it to herself, Merry was lonely. Her life had been her career in L.A., and when that had gone sour thanks to a dark encounter Merry had no other options but patrol officer in a small town. She'd been in Pine Woods for nearly a year, but her always-on-duty persona tended to push people away. Men she simply scared the hell out of. Still, Merry had the job and the job kept her sane and her vibrator kept her happy, more or less.

Merry's house was on the opposite side of the park from the police station and she road her bike to and from work, saving on gas and policing the park at the same time. Living so close to the park Merry felt it was part of her territory and had devoted a good deal of her off duty time toward making it safe. That had brought her into conflict with Delilah and her twin sister Deborah. Twin girls who ran a small gang of would-be toughs. Merry, who had fought L.A. street gangs found the twins and their co-horts to be easy to handle. There were 4 of them, teen-agers, just in the time between high school and college. Trouble was Delilah and Deborah's last name was Pennytorch. Many times in the last few months, especially with winter giving way to spring and summer, Merry had pulled the twins and their friends into the station house. It did no good of course; their lawyer was a smooth talking old slick that got them out before she could finish the reports. This infuriated Merry, who thought of herself as one of the cogs in society's grand machine. Seeing the twins and their friends do something wrong and not get punished even a little bit made Merry wonder if the grand machine was poorly designed. Merry didn't like thinking that way. As a cop she had to believe in the system, even if it let her down most of the time.

Admittedly they only pulled pranks; snatching sunbathers tops, riding skateboards wildly, throwing water balloons at bicyclists (including Merry) or other small time offences, but Merry had made it clear that the park was not their playground anymore. Every rule, no matter how small, was to be obeyed. They had been quiet in the last few weeks so Merry wasn't expecting anything that evening. The cool night air was crisp and filled with the smells of summer. Merry relaxed, thinking of her dvd collection and the fun she could have with her vibrator as she watched Mystery Science Theatre 3000.

The water balloon hit the road in front of her causing Merry to skid to a stop. In a smooth motion her flashight was up and on, searching the bushes where the balloon might have come from.

"I'm in no mood for this sort of thing this evening!" Merry called out in her police officer voice. Another water balloon exploded behind her bike. Merry scanned the trees and waited. Sure enough two more balloons headed toward her. She ducked and they exploded on the pavement.

Keep it up, Merry thought. I'm not dumb enough to go chasing into those bushes after you.

Calmly Merry got off of her bike and put the kickstand down. Suddenly she stumbled and the world whirled around her. Shaking her head Merry noticed the odd smell in the air. She couldn't identify it until another water balloon sailed through the sky and hit her in the chest. It exploded, soaking her uniform with a sweet smelling perfume. Merry's head whirled even more and her legs buckled beneath her. Still she was strong enough to roll out of the way of yet another water balloon. By now Merry had recognized the smell; Chloroform! The officer knelt on the ground trying to clear her head and reach for her radio. If they were trying to knock her out then the twins and their friends were taking a prank too far. One touch on the panic button of her radio would bring help.

"She's going for the radio!" Deborah shouted.

"I'll stop her!" Someone shouted back. Merry recognized the voice even as it's owner grabbed her arm and tried to force it behind her back. Tremont Coach, the twins cousin was a good looking short teen. He had slick black hair and blue eyes. He was also a smooth talking creep so full of himself Merry was amazed he recognized that other people even existed. His favorite hobby was peeking through windows and Merry had hauled him in more than once. She twisted, standing upright and pulling his head between her breasts. The chloroform soaked uniform top worked quickly and his frantic struggles stopped as he sank to the pavement. But in those struggles he had managed to pull her radio off of her belt and smash it on the ground. Letting him go Merry staggered away from him and tore off her top, not caring that she was only left with a lacey black bra. More balloons exploded at her feet and the fumes were enough to make her dizzy. She stumbled and suddenly three teenagers were on her.

Delilah tried to force a chloroform soaked cloth over her face but Merry twisted it out of her grip and tossed it away. Deborah had her other arm and was trying to force it behind her back but Merry was too strong. At her feet Molly Dolemont, the twins hanger-on and sometimes doormat, hugged Merry's legs, keeping her off balance.

Even with the three of them Merry was still standing and fighting. She managed to shove the twins away a few times, but they were on her again before the officer could free her self from Molly.

The struggle was silent except for grunts and groans and growls. Suddenly Merry's world went black and the smell of chloroform filled her head.

"Good work Tremont!" Delilah shouted. "Get her down!"

Merry realized that Tremont had recovered enough to jump her from behind and was using her own chloroform soaked uniform top to blind her and try to knock her out.

Well he wasn't going to. Merry fought harder than ever, straining each muscle as the four of them brought her down to her knees. With more leverage they pushed Merry onto her stomach. She felt the cool grass on her bare skin and tried to roll away but they held her tightly. Once on her stomach she felt her arms being pulled behind her back. Something strong was wrapped around her wrist. Merry felt her sneakers and socks being pulled off and her ankles being tied together. She struggled, determined not to be tied up or drugged into sleep. Merry failed.



Merry woke up on a cold metal table. It wasn't easy to wake up, her head was fuzzy and her throat sore. Her eyes fluttered open the sight of a cellar ceiling, complete with pipes, dust and cobwebs. Merry tried to move but leather straps at her ankles, waist and arms held her down.

"She's awake." Molly said. Molly was a mousy girl, wide bodied but not fat, with a sort of cherubic face, wide grey eyes and shoulder length dirty blonde hair. She wore a pair of bluejean overalls and a T-shirt.

"Good." Deborah said. Deborah was nearly as tall as Merry, but slim with long brown hair and intense blue eyes. Her face was sharp and perfectly shaped eyebrows framed the blue eyes. She wore a lab coat thrown over a skintight gold Spandex top and very short green running pants. "Then Tremont can get started."

"What they hell are you thinking?" Merry snarled trying to lunge at them. "You assaulted a cop, knocked me out, kidnapped me... no lawyer in the world will get you off."

"If what we plan works tonight Officer McBoobs," Deborah said bending down over her, "then you'll never be a problem for us again."

"What the hell does that mean? You gonna kill me?"

"You might wish that." Tremont said coming over to the table. He bent over her and with a pair of scissors started to cut off Merry's bra. "But no."

"Pervert!" Merry shouted pulling hard against her bonds. Even as strong as she was it was futile. Tremont cut the side straps, then the shoulder straps and lifted the bra off of her chest.

"Happy now?" Merry challenged him as her breasts were revealed. Merry's breasts were large, firm and her nipples were pointed and waxen.

"I'm getting there." Tremont smiled. Reaching down he pulled what was left of the bra out from under her. Then he ran his fingers over her breasts. For a moment his fingertips teased her nipples.

"Great I can add sexual assault to the charges."

"If you ever file them." Tremont said as he started to cut away her uniform pants.

Merry struggled and grunted, not giving up at all as her pants were cut away. That left her in nothing but her panties.

"Well this is something I didn't expect." Tremont said. "Take a look at this."

Deborah whistled and Delilah ran her fingers along Merry's panties. They were red silk with gold flames branching off from where her vaginal slit would be. The words "Hot Road" were stenciled in flaming black letters along the edges of the flames.

Merry squirmed and looked away from them, for the first time blushing.

"I think we've discovered the secret world of Officer McBoobs." Deborah laughed.

"Oh I hate to cut silk." Tremont said running his fingers along the soft fabric."

"Do it." Delilah ordered. "We're not letting one limb free until this is over."

"Right." He agreed. "She's too strong."

"Besides do you know how they make silk?" Molly called from across the room.

"Not now Molly." Deborah and Delilah said at the same time.

Tremont sighed and cut away Merry's last article of clothing.

"I bet you never shave." Tremont said running his fingers along the stripe of blonde hair between her legs.

"Some guy in the joint is going to ask you that too." Merry snarled.

"Officer Mcboobs it's like Deborah said; if this works you'll never bother us again, and even if it doesn't work you'll never bother us again."

"Right I'm so scared." Merry snapped. "You think you can kill a cop and get away with it?"

"In this town we can." Delilah said coming up to stand beside the table. She was completely identical to Deborah, only with a green top and gold pants. If anything her eyes were even more intensely blue. "Look around, don't you realize where you are?"

"I'm in someone's cellar." Merry said glancing around her. The place was filled with test tubes and blinking lights.

"You're in OUR cellar Officer Mcboobs." Deborah walking over to stand across from her sister. "If we rule the town we certainly rule this house."

"You don't rule this town." Merry insisted harshly.

"Yea we do." Tremont said. "You just won't admit it."

Merry didn't answer, but in her mind the officer saw the grand machine stutter. What did they have planned? Could the world get along without her? Was Officer Merry McCormick that unimportant?

"We got you here with no one seeing you, no one expects to see you all weekend, you got no friends, no ones gonna miss you." Delilah said as if reading her thoughts. "If it were one of us we'd be missed."

"So you got me for two days." Merry said refusing to be cowed. "Big deal."

The twins giggled at her and then turned away.

"Set her up Molly." Deborah said.

"Right." Molly said also giggling.

"Want to tell me what's so funny?" Merry demanded as Molly started to erect two-foot high walls around the edge of the table.

"You'll find out." Molly said giggling again.

Molly set the walls up around her, putting Merry into a two-foot high coffin like box. The she took a pair of swimmers goggles and tried to put them on Merry's head. She jumped back as the captive lunged up and tried to bite her wrist.

"Hey!" Molly shouted rubbing her wrist where Merry nearly bit her.

"I'll bite that wrist in two!" Merry growled.

"Look in a few minutes a very powerful chemical is going to fill this tank." Molly said. "If you want to survive let me set you up."

"Chemical? What the hell are you up too?"

"You'll find out." Molly said putting the swimming goggles on her. Merry let her, realizing that hurting Molly at this point would be useless. Molly then put a pair of nose plugs into Merry's nose and eased a hose with a bit on the end into her mouth. She secured the hose with medical tape and then put earplugs into Merry's ears. After checking everything twice Molly turned away.

Merry tried to ignore the taste of rubber in her mouth and pulled and squirmed in her bonds, feeling the rough leather grind into her skin. They'd used this table before, the wear and tear on the leather told her that. Given time she might have been able to tear it.

But that time she didn't have. Deborah came over to her and placed the end of a hose into the bottom of the tank. She turned away and said something and liquid started to fill the tank. The substance wasn't water, instead the stuff looked like red mud or ash. Were they making a cast of her body, Merry wondered? If so: why?

The mud filled the tank slowly and as it came into contact with her skin Merry was reminded of warm bubble baths. There was no pain but there was a feeling of invasion, as if the mud were soaking into her skin. Merry had once had a full body herbal wrap and after the first few minutes the mud felt the same way. As it covered her body Merry felt her body getting warm. She pulled at her bonds with desperation now, but refused to panic. Slowly the tank filled. Merry tried to sit up, holding her upper body above the stuff. But soon her muscled ached and she sank into it. Delilah helped by placing a finger on Merry's forehead and pushing her down. The last sight she saw was Delilah leaning over her.



Having been knocked out once Merry refused to loose consciousness again. Trouble was; awake or asleep there was nothing she could do but breathe. The air tasted clean with a slight taste of oil. Completely submerged in what ever it was Merry could see and hear nothing but her own breathing and heartbeat. The experience almost reminded her of deep sea diving. She could feel the mud drying, hardening and it began to feel like gritty sand as it did so. Something was also seeping into her body. It was ridiculous, Merry knew that, there was no way she could feel it, but she did anyway. Parts of her body felt hot and then cold and then hot again as time went on and Merry knew that she was being changed somehow, at some basic level. But she had no idea how and that infuriated the officer. Beneath her frustration was fear as well, but Merry pushed that fear as far back into her being as she could.

Finally, after hours and hours, things began to change. Merry blinked as the stuff was brushed away from her goggles and then her face. Molly's face looked down at her and Merry thought she saw concern in the younger woman's eyes, but it was quickly gone. Molly moved away and Merry felt vibrations as the walls of the tank were taken away and the substance, now as thick as clay, was removed. All four of them worked at it, wearing protective gloves and rubber suits. When most of it was cleared away Molly reached over and pulled the hose out of Merry's mouth, then removed the nose and earplugs and then the goggles.

"How do you feel?" She asked

"Drop dead you junior bitch!" Merry growled.

"Well she's alive." Tremont said.

"If not polite." Deborah added.

"Let's test phase two then." Delilah said. She pressed a chloroform cloth over Merry's face and held it there. Merry struggled but there was no chance of staying awake this time.



Merry woke up to the sound of a TV. She heard the theme song to the Lord of the Rings playing. Opening her eyes she looked around. She was laying on a couch in a very large living room. The ceiling above her was lined with thick wood beams. Looking around she realized that the room itself was a replica of an old English drawing room, except for the large screen plasma television set against the wall. Morning sunlight streamed in through large bay windows. Dark wood paneling, sunken bookshelves and old paintings lined the walls. Ceiling fans rotated slowly, giving a slight breeze to the air. Tremont, Deborah, Delilah and Molly sat on chairs around a large table, looking at her. On the table was a coloring book that Molly was working on, as well as a ruler, a pair of scissors and some tape. Molly had a can of soda near her, the others were drinking wine.

Merry realized that she wasn't tied up anymore, but she was still naked. She sat up, then stood up feeling no ill effects from what ever they had done to her.

"Do you have any idea what I'm going to do to you?" Merry snarled.

"Don't you want to know what we did to you first?" Delilah asked smugly. Using a remote she paused the dvd.

Merry looked down at her body but didn't see anything different.

"What'd you do, take pictures? Gonna put me on the internet? Big deal, I'll buy an island off the civil suit and your all looking at 15 years at least."

Deborah smiled and held up a remote control. It was stylized stainless steal with one large dial and a lot of buttons. The smile on the girl's face froze Merry.

"How tall are you?" Tremont asked.

"Six one." Merry replied puzzled.

Deborah pushed a combination of buttons and then rotated the dial. Suddenly Merry felt her stomach lurch. Her breath caught in her throat and her vision blurred. When it was over the room was bigger, in fact everything seemed bigger.

"How tall are you?" Tremont asked again smiling. He looked down at Merry as if he was on a wall twenty feet above her. Too stunned to move Merry stood there as Tremont reached down. His hand, now nearly half her height, closed around her nude body and she was lifted into the air and lifted up. With dizzying speed she sailed through the air and was placed onto the table. Merry stumbled and fell as he released her trembling in awe and shock at the now giant sized teenagers.

"You are exactly 18 and 1/2 inches tall." Deborah said. She twisted the dial again and Merry's world was torn apart and reformed. "Now you are 14 inches tall." Again the dial was twisted and again Merry's world went chaotic. "Now your 5 inches tall."

She twisted the dial one more time and when Merry recovered she was laying on the table, still surrounded by giants.

"Now you are 12 and 3/4 inches tall." Deborah said.

"Or 32.3854 centimeters." Delilah said.

"What the hell did you do to me?" Merry shouted.

For a moment the four of them just looked at her, then they looked at each other. Then everyone started to laugh. The laughter built and built and all that Merry could do was stand on the table in helpless rage, covering her nudity as best she could with her hands and arms.

Finally the laughter slowed and then Delilah motioned for everyone to follow her lead.

"Ok, now... all together now..."

"WE SHRUNK YOU!" They all shouted together and the force of their voices bowled Merry flat on her back. That broke them up with laughter again.

While they were laughing Merry spotted the remote control on the table. Instantly she ran for it, hoping to crank the dial up as much as she could. The minute she touched the metal an electric shock nearly through her off of the table.

"Nice try Officer McBoobs." Deborah said picking up the remote. "But you can't touch this. And there is more."

She pointed to the TV and pushed a button. There was a moment of static and then a view of the room they were in. The view changed, looking all around and then settled on the four people at the table.

"Look familiar?" Delilah asked.

"My god..." Merry whispered.

"Right, that's what you saw a few minutes ago. We're tuned into you Officer McBoobs. Everything you see we see, everything you hear, we hear." She pushed another button on the remote.

{TESTING.}

Merry clamped her hands over her ears as the voice reverberated through her skull. But she didn't "hear" the sound of the voice, the word just appeared in her mind, like one of her own thoughts but in a slightly different tone.

"Get the picture?" Deborah asked.

"Why? How???" Merry just sat on the table and gaped at them.

"Your tiny brain would never understand how." Tremont said.

"The why is simple." Delilah said. "You needed to be shown who is boss, and you happen to fit into some plans we have, both long and short term."

"We could have hypnotized you." Deborah said. "We are good at that, but you're a resistor, and besides this way you will be more versatile."

"You sound like supervillains in a comic book." Merry said.

"She's right we do." Deborah said.

"I think I'd look good in tights and a cape." Tremont said stretching out and flexing his arms.

"We don't have the boobs for it." Delilah said cupping her hands in front of her chest.

"We could pad them." Deborah suggested.

"It'd be cool to wear a mask." Molly piped up.

"You're all insane!" Merry shouted. "You can't do this!"

Once again the four of them broke out laughing. Tremont took the ruler and stood it beside Merry.

"Define the word: "can't." He ordered.

"Officer McBoobs there is nothing we can't do in this town." Delilah said. "Allow me to demonstrate."

She turned to Molly and touched her finger tips to the younger woman's temples.

"Sleep for me little Miss Molly." Delilah said in a singsong voice.

Molly's eyes went wide for a moment and then her whole body went slack.

"Molly's a good girl." Deborah said. "Very useful to us; a friend."

"But when we first met she didn't really like us." Delilah said. "She thought we were evil. We wouldn't have bothered with her, but she had something we wanted. An amazing brain with an incredible grasp of theoretical physics."

"She's a math wiz." Tremont said. "Even better than me."

"It took us a while to tame her." Delilah said. "But with the combination of friendship, hypnosis..."

"Sex." Deborah added.

"Drugs." Tremont continued.

"Rock and roll." Delilah finished. "She's come to be the kid sister we never had. Isn't that right Molly?"

"Yes." Molly answered quietly.

"Molly how old are you?"

"I'm 19." Molly said.

"That's a nice age." Delilah said. "But you don't have to stay 19 do you?"

"No." There was a tone of anticipation in Molly's voice.

"It's time to go back again Molly, just like before, go back to when you were 15, are you there?"

"Yes." Molly said.

"Keep going, keep going back to when you were even younger, 14, 12, 10, can you remember being 10 years old Molly."

"I'm 10 years old." Molly said in a voice that sounded both young and wistful.

"Your almost there Molly." Delilah said softly. "10, 9, 8, 7, 6... can you be 6 years old for me Molly?"

"Molly is 6." Molly said and this time there was an innocent timeless quality to her voice.

"Wake up and be 6 for me Molly." Delilah said taking her hands away from Molly's head.

Molly blinked and a smile lighted up her face. Her posture changed, becoming looser.

"Hi!" She piped up in a voice that was higher than it had been.

"Nice to see you again Molly." Delilah said.

"New doll for me?" Molly asked pointing at Merry.

Delilah looked at Deborah.

"Why not." Deborah said.

"Hell no!" Merry shouted. In a blind panic she raced across the table. Molly cried with glee and charged around after her, grabbing Merry just as she was getting to the edge.

"LET ME GO!" Merry screamed as Molly pulled her off of the table and hugged her.

"Mine!" Molly shouted.

"Let me go you bitch!" Merry shouted determined with all her might to free herself.

"What?" Molly asked.

"I said let me go you hypnotized brain dead bimbo bitch!" Merry screamed, all traces of self control leaving her. She kicked and pounded at Molly's chest with her arms and legs.

"That's bad language." Molly said sitting down at the table. Deborah, Delilah and Tremont hid smiles as they watched the drama unfold.

Merry let out a stream of curses, each more profane than the last until Molly's hands squeezed the breath out of her body.

"My dolls don't use that sort of language." Molly said crossly.

She placed Merry face down on the table and held her with one hand while the other hand took up the ruler.

"Whap!"

The first hit on her butt startled and hurt Merry, shocking her into realizing just how helpless she was. She screamed but Molly was holding her arms at her side, preventing Merry from covering or protecting her backside.

"My dolls don't use that sort of language!" Molly said as she spanked the helpless officer.

"I'm sorry!" Merry shouted after the twentieth spank. She cried and squirmed in Molly's unyielding grip. "I'm sorry! Please stop!"

"You said 57 bad words." Molly said sternly. "That's 89 syllables and you're going to get a spanking for each syllable!"

"Told you she was a math wiz." Tremont said.

Merry ignored him as Molly delivered spank after spank with the ruler. Merry had been helpless before in her life, held prisoner, even raped, but she had never been captive like this before. There was something beyond pain in Molly's spanking, beyond humiliation; there was the simple fact that Merry was absolutely in the power of the hypnotized teen, and by extension in the power of the twins and Tremont. That knowledge was re-enforced with every impact of wood on flesh. Tears ran down Merry's face as the combination of shrinking and spanking cracked her self control.

"There." Molly said putting the ruler down and standing Merry on her feet. "Now did you learn your lesson?"

"Yes." Merry said wiping the tears from her eyes. She hadn't bothered to hold in her screams as Molly had spanked her. Suffering in silence was never something Merry had believed in. But the tears... the tears marred her pride.

"No more bad words." Molly warned.

"No more." Merry nodded.

"I think Officer McBoobs will be a very good doll from now one Molly." Delilah said.

"Her names Officer Dolly." Molly said sternly.

Delilah looked at her sister.

"Well it does fit her better at that size. Even our boobs are bigger than hers now."

"Officer Dolly it is." Delilah said. "Now come here Molly."

Leaving Merry to rub her red butt Molly walked back over to Delilah.

"Sleep for me little Miss Molly." Delilah said in the same singsong voice she had used earlier. Molly instantly became entranced. "Time to grow up Molly."

She took her hands away and Molly blinked and looked around.

"Thanks, that was fun." She said.

"You... you remember all of that?" Merry asked.

"Sure." Molly said. "It wouldn't be fun if I couldn't remember it."

"But they hypnotized you!"

"Yes." Molly nodded.

"You don't mind that?"

"For a little while there I was 6 years old again, I love being 6 years old. At 6 I had no worries, I could play games... life was a lot of fun back then, why should I mind going back to that?"

Delilah put her arm around Molly and drew her into a hug.

"Besides it's safe, we'd never let anything happen to her."

"I trust my friends." Molly said.

Merry was about to swear but stopped herself. Her bottom was still stinging and she had no doubts that another spanking would be soon in coming if she broke that rule.

"Now officer Dolly," Deborah said reaching over she picked Merry up, Merry didn't resist as they all stood up and headed toward one of the bay doors, "it's time for some tests."



When she was 16 Merry had faked an ID and gone to a nude beach. It had driven her parents crazy, which had been the effect she had been looking for. It had also been the last time Merry had been nude outdoors. A nude beach meant sand flies crawling all over her body, an all over sunburn and every man, and many of the women, had focused on her body with seemingly laser like attention. Merry was reminded of that experience as Deborah carried her out of the house and into the garden of the estate. She was on the Pennytorch estate, Merry was certain of that now. They carried her past a fountain of a pirate with his foot on the neck of a bound mermaid, water flowed from the bottle of rum in his hands into her mouth and into the fountain. Behind the fountain were two platforms standing about twenty feet apart and 5 feet high. A whole in the center of each platform led to a pipe and the pipes ran down the ground and connected in the center.

Merry saw this because she saw everything. Her eyesight was super clear and she saw details that would have escaped her if her height had been normal. She saws hairs on the blades of grass, dusty pollen on flowers, scents that were denied the six foot one inch Merry were easily detected by the smaller Merry. The sun didn't burn her skin, but she felt it differently and when a small breeze stirred the air, a breeze that barely moved a hair on the girls' heads, Merry felt it.

Deborah placed Merry on one of the platforms and Merry fell down, overwhelmed by the information her senses were feeding into her brain. She quickly stood up; her butt was still sore from the spanking. Beneath her feet she could feel the smoothness of the painted plywood and even a slight touch of the wood grain underneath the paint. A small nail stuck up next to the pipe.

"Do you think you can fit into that hole?" Deborah asked?

Merry stood up and walked over to the hole.

"No way." Merry said. Suddenly her world shifted again and Merry nearly fell over.

"How about now?" Deborah asked.

"Barely." Merry said and braced herself. This time she was ready for the shrinking but still didn't like it.

"Alright!" Merry shouted. "Now I can do it!"

"Well?" Tremont asked.

"3 and 5/8 inches." Deborah said.

"Told ya." Molly said smugly.

"You are..." Delilah finished the sentence by reaching over and mussing Molly's hair. Molly took the teasing in a friendly way and then reached into her pocket and placed a little blue knapsack next to Merry. The knapsack had a small LED that dangled off of a wire coming from it.

"Take a look inside." Delilah said.

Merry opened the sack and looked in. There were 3 coils of rope (or string), a small bottle that was empty and two small pieces of metal.

"Your first job is to climb down the pipe and climb out of that one." Delilah said pointing to the other platform. "To go down you can use the rope, to go up the other one you will just have to climb."

"That's it?" Merry asked.

"Not quite." Tremont said picking up a garden hose. "We'll be pouring water down as you climb."

"I'll drown!" Merry protested.

"There's drainage." Molly said, I drilled holes in the bottom pipe."

"What the hell is this for?" Merry asked.

"Two things Officer Dolly." Deborah said. "First, you don't ask questions; second, you don't swear."

Delilah put her arms around Molly and they both smiled.

"Ok! Ok!" Merry said quickly. She took a rope out of the sack and twisted it around the nail and then dropped the other end of the rope into the pipe. She put the knapsack over her shoulders and looked at them.

"Start now." Molly said looking at her watch.

Tremont started the water and Merry started her climb down. The water hit her just as she was going past the opening and Merry almost lost her grip, but held on.

With her enhanced senses Merry felt the water as both a physical and an elemental force. She had "felt" water before, just as everyone else had. In the bath, or shower or in the open caught out in the rain, but this was different. As the water hit her skin she seemed to feel the energy released by the impact like it was a little spark given off by a cigarette lighter held too tightly. The impact didn't hurt or cause her to loosen her grip on the rope. But it was wrong to feel it that way, not that there was anything about Merry's situation that could be called right.

Merry hung on and slowly climbed down hand over hand until she reached the puddle that formed at the bottom of the pipe. By that time she was soaking wet. The LED came on as the light from above faded and it gave Merry enough light to see by. The walls were smooth and slick but Merry kept her footing and moved quickly to the other pipe.

"Now what?" She asked looking up. There was no rope and certainly no way for her to throw the rope high enough to reach the top.

{CLIMB UP}

The thought that was not Merry's cascaded through Merry's skull like it was a thunderbolt. She fell down and her head buzzed.

Of course they were following her every move, seeing what she saw. But just because they gave a command that didn't mean Merry could obey it.

{Climb up.}

"HOW!" Merry shouted grateful that somehow the volume had been turned down.

{Brace your hands and feet on either side of the pipe and climb.}

They were crazy. Merry looked at the smooth walls of the PVC pipe. She was soaking wet; she'd slide down if she tried. Still, better to fail while trying than endure another spanking.

Merry braced hands against the smooth plastic, gave a little leap and then spread her legs out and braced them. To her surprise they held. She didn't even feel her muscles strain. She released her arms and jerked them upward, bracing them again before she could fall. Again there was no strain.

Working slowly and barely believing that she could do it with her hands and feet still wet, Merry climbed up the pipe. It took a while but she reached the edge of the pipe and pulled herself onto the platform.

"12 minutes." Molly said.

"Not done yet." Delilah said pointing to a five-foot high metal frame that they had put on top of the platform.

"Use the magnets and climb to the top and then back down again." She ordered.

"What?"

"Now Officer Dolly." Delilah ordered and her voice had such a tone of power in it that Merry found herself walking to the metal before she realized it.

The metal was another revelation. It was painted aluminum. Merry could smell the paint and see the way the spray paint had left bumps on the metal. Invisible to anyone else to her they were as clear as day. She fitted the magnets to her hands and started to climb. Again it was without almost any effort from her muscles. As she climbed the breeze dried her body and hair. When she reached the top Merry looked around and nearly fell off. The garden and the house were so huge, yet she could see every detail as clearly as if she were next to it. Her eyesight had at least doubled in resolution. Again it was all so wrong. There was no other way for Merry to describe it. She was a police officer, she lived by rules, but the rules had changed and deep within her soul something screamed at the change.

"You can come down now." Delilah said tapping on the metal.

Merry started her climb down. The scream in her soul was an impotent scream. Climbing down was as easy as climbing up. The magnets held until she pulled them away and held again when she placed them against the metal.

"Back down and up the other side." Delilah ordered. "Don't use the rope on this side."

Merry climbed down the same way she had climbed up, and then made her way through the pipe and up the other side. She moved a bit more quickly this time and climbed the rope with ease. When she was standing where she started everyone looked at Molly.

"26 minutes, 35 seconds." Molly said.

"Not fast enough Officer Dolly." Delilah said. "Do it again."



"Can I please be normal sized at least to eat!" Merry pleaded. It was late after noon, nearly the evening and she had spent all day climbing through pipes, up walls, through mazes and across floors. Merry should have been exhausted, but she wasn't. She wasn't even winded. After all of the tests were done they went back to the drawing room. Molly had brought in a plate of food for everyone including Merry. But the plate was normal sized and to Merry it looked like a paper replica of actual food.

"Seems reasonable." Tremont said.

Merry's world shifted and she was suddenly, harshly normal sized again. She nearly fell off of the table but held on until her head cleared. Then she climbed off and sat in the chair.

"How about some clothes?" Merry asked picking up a fork.

"Don't push it officer Dolly." Delilah said.

"Besides Tremont's been waiting to see you naked since we met." Deborah added.

"I'd rather see you when you don't know I'm there." Tremont said. "There's no barriers then, your just you being you."

Merry gave him a dark look and dug into her food. It was some sort of vegetable concoction that tasted surprisingly great. Suddenly finding an appetite Merry ate quickly.

"What is this stuff?" She asked.

"Mushroom and lentil lasagna." Molly said.

"We don't eat meat." Deborah said. "Molly convinced us that abusing the lower life forms just wasn't proper for men and women of our station."

"Your station?" Merry asked coldly.

"Smart, rich, attractive." Tremont said. "The ones who truly rule this world."

"What does that make the rest of us?" Merry asked.

"Peasants." Molly said.

"I'm better looking than the three of you." Merry insisted.

"But you're not smart." Molly said.

"Or rich." Deborah added.

"And while we don't have your cup size," Delilah said, "we are attractive."

Merry finished eating and pushed her plate away.

"So you think that gives you the right to do this to me?"

"Yes." Tremont said.

"But we understand that you don't see it that way." Deborah said.

"People never do." Molly said. "The Roman's had a great civilization, but everytime they tried to bring that culture to some region of the planet they ran into barbarians."

"Molly's a little history buff." Deborah said.

"Yes." Delilah said. "And just as we opened Molly's eyes to her true station in life, and her true love for us, she opened our eyes to our responsibility."

"And what's that?" Merry asked.

"To rule the great un-washed." Tremont said. "You know better than most officer Dolly how bad our society is."

"To your credit you tried to change things." Deborah said.

"Clumsily, stupidly and ultimately futilely." Delilah said. "We've read your record, we know why you left L.A."

"That's none of your business!" Merry shouted leaping to her feet.

"It is now." Tremont said. "Actually once we found out about the affair we realized that you would be perfect for our little project."

"You were held captive for a week by a senior officer after uncovering his shakedown racket. You escaped, but by the time you did it was too late. He had destroyed evidence, paid off witnesses, cleaned his basement... You had to resign and leave town when he threatened to murder his own son, your lover. You couldn't go to the press..." Molly shook her head. "We admire your principle in not taking his original offer of a million dollars, but your intelligence..."

Merry sat down her face pale. She had stumbled onto the captains operation, and spent time in his basement jail, stripped, beaten, raped until she had managed to get away by ripping the chains out of the wall. But he had been smart, too smart. By the time she got internal affairs to his house the place had been cleaned up, he had an alibi and she was under investigation for the pound of cocaine found near her apartment. Merry had tried, tried damn hard to get the truth out, but he had been one step ahead of her all the time and not above using his own son against her. It had been the saddest day in her life when Merry admitted defeat and left L.A.

"You just weren't smart enough or ruthless enough to make justice work." Delilah said. "You were actually silly enough to think that the rules applied to everyone equally."

"A view I think you still hang onto." Tremont said. "Judging from the last few months."

"How did you find out about all of that?" Merry asked in a whisper.

"We find out what we need and want to find out." Tremont said.

"And it made you perfect for us because we know that you can be blackmailed." Deborah said.

"Blackmailed into doing what?" Merry asked.

Molly went over to one of the bookcases and took out a set of plans. Walking back to the table she spread them out.

"This the city jail." Molly said.

Merry knew the jail well of course. Built in the 1940's it was a 2 story building with a one story jail and garage built onto it.

"In the basement is the locker room, the shower, a storage room/armory and the evidence locker." Molly pointed to the shower. "There is a drain that goes from the shower to the sewer and a drain that goes from the evidence room to the sewer. They connect."

Suddenly everything became clear to Merry. The pipes in the diagram matched exactly the pipes she had been climbing through all day.

"You want me to destroy evidence?"

"No we want you to steal it." Molly said.

"For a good cause." Deborah said.

"On the shelf in the evidence room is a small envelope containing photos and negatives from the Storenson case." Tremont said. "You will drop a solution on the envelope, a solution that is a derivative of the compound we used on you, it will shrink the envelope and you will bring it too us."

"Forget it!" Merry shouted. "Storenson'll walk if that evidence is gone, he raped a girl!"

"And that was wrong." Tremont said. "Even I agree with you on that score. We believe in ruling peasants, no abusing them. Not that Storenson is one of us. At any rate the man was severely beaten by the girls brothers. He has already offered to make restitution, in fact he's offered to send her and her brothers to any college they wish."

"He can't do that from jail." Deborah said.

"Money won't help her!" Merry protested.

"Money helps everything." Tremont said.

"So he goes free?"

"Not really." Deborah said.

"Oh he'll be free in a physical sense." Delilah said. "But in reality we'll be pulling his strings. We'll have the evidence. Currently his company is one of the worst polluters in the state and he treats his employees deplorably. Once we have control over him we'll fix those things."

"He'll still make a lot of money." Molly said. "Well maybe not as much, but he'll still be rich, he'll just be rich our way. Don't you see how much better that is than having him in jail and having someone just as bad run his company?"

"He broke the law."

"So what." Tremont said. "Money makes the law Officer Dolly, your choice now is to be part of the money that makes good laws or not."

"Forget it." Merry said.

"Think carefully Officer Dolly." Delilah said.

"Go to hell!"

"You might not have realized it Officer Dolly but you belong to us now." Deborah said. "You are going to do what we say, when we say it."

"Or what?" Merry demanded. "You can spank me till my ass glows in the dark I'm not helping you set some rapist free."

"I was really hoping you'd realize that serving us was the best thing." Molly said.

"Now we'll have to show you what the worst thing is." Delilah said. She adjusted the remote control and after a gut wrenching shift Merry found herself lying on the floor.

"Go ahead, spank me." Merry snarled, struggling as Molly picked her up. To her surprise Molly dropped her onto a plate of half-hidden food.

"There is a safety on this." Delilah said showing Merry the remote. "It's built in, but it can be overridden." She punched in a code. "Now it's gone. And so are you."

Merry had expected the shift and was ready for it, but the power of it was staggering. It seemed as if her body was being ripped apart and crammed back together with a blowtorch. Her skin burned and then froze; her mind shattered and reformed. Somehow she knew that the process took only 2 seconds.

When reality formed around Merry again it wasn't the reality she was expecting. She was adrift, weightless in some vast region of hell. Giant slobbering blobs of muck rested on hideously formed mountains of decaying matter. The stench was indescribable. Winged monsters flew around the monsters and the mounds of matter, ghastly creatures that nearly drove Merry blind with terror. There was no air, but she was breathing, there was no light, but she was seeing. Merry screamed and there was no sound, but the creatures heard her and came toward her.

Then there was the shift again as some arcane, hellish energy took hold of Merry and tore her apart, only to slam her back together again a few seconds later.

Merry was lying on the floor curled up into a ball. Her body trembled, but not from cold and her mind struggled to keep from blacking out. She looked around and was more grateful than words could express to be her normal size again. She welcomed the feeling of the hardwood on her skin and the sight of the four teenagers to her eyes. All of them looked gravely serious.

"The process we use adjust your senses as your height varies." Molly said. "But there are limits."

"Some things the human mind just wasn't made to cope with." Deborah said. She gestured toward the TV screen and Merry looked. The sight was too much and she turned away shuddering. "That was the microscopic world. What you saw and felt were the creatures and forces who live there."

"Stand up." Delilah ordered.

Merry lay on the floor and trembled.

"You are ours Officer Dolly." Delilah said coldly. "We intend to use you to make the world a better place, with us in charge of course. You've seen only a little of what our combined genius can do."

"You've tried to make the world a better place and failed miserably." Deborah said. "Serving us will give you another chance."

Merry looked up at them. She tried to speak and failed.

"Disobey us and we'll shrink you back into the microscopic world for good." Delilah said. "Do you understand?"

"Yes." Merry said in a voice so small and weak that she almost cried with shame.

"Then come here and we'll go over the plan." Delilah ordered.

Slowly Merry climbed to her feet and stumbled over to the table.



Thomas Birdetchi was the oldest police officer in town. At 65 he had four years to retirement and was known to be absolutely incorruptible. That had made him a perfect choice for the person in charge of the evidence locker. Day after day, night after night he sat in his chair, reading his books or magazines. If he had a life outside the station or a home no one knew of it. He seemingly never left the basement of the station. In his 44 years on the force Birdetchi had seen everything, so he showed no reaction when Merry, Delilah and Deborah walked down the stairs into the basement. All three women looked as if they had been in a mud wrestling match. As they came closer Birdetchi realized it wasn't mud.

"Evening Officer McCormick." Birdetchi said pleasantly.

"Hello Officer Birdetchi." Merry said wearily. She guided the twins over to the entrance to the shower. Then she went to her locker and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Then she walked back to the twins.

"They still use oil in those balloons?" he asked.

"Chocolate sauce and honey." Merry said. He hid his smile and Merry scowled. "Can you keep an eye on the entrance? It's gonna take a while to get this stuff off of us. Their friend will be here in a while with some clothes."

"I'll make sure your not bothered."

"Thanks." Merry said. It was one of his duties really, the station had been built before women cops and had only one shower and locker room.

There was a small changing area that was out of sight of the corridor. As soon as Merry and the twins were in it both twins giggled.

"Officer Dolly you are a born actress." Deborah said struggling out of her food soaked clothes.

"Yea." Merry said. She peeled off her slacks.

The twins giggled again and Merry followed them into the shower.

"Don't be like that." Deborah said. "You can't tell us you didn't enjoy the water balloon fight."

"I saw you laughing." Delilah accused.

"I'm ticklish." Merry said.

"From water balloons?" Deborah asked.

"This is wrong." Merry said desperately.

"We decide what's wrong and what's right." Delilah said sternly. "Never forget that."

Naked the twins were exposed as athletic beauties, slim but with well defined muscles. They also had pierced belly buttons, nipples and each of their names were tattooed under their right breasts. Delilah turned and activated the remote control. Merry was ready for the shock of the change and recovered quickly.

"Just like practice Officer Dolly." Deborah said handing Merry the blue pack. She pulled the trap out of the drain and set it to one side.

Without a word Merry tied the rope to the trap and tossed the rope down. Then she started to climb. The drain pipe was old there was muck and slime on the metals dating from decades past, but after viewing the microscopic world Merry was not fazed. But she was sick at heart. The water flowed over her body but did not make her feel better.

Once at the bottom of the pipe Merry paused to let her eyes adjust to the dim light of the LED, then she moved forward. Water flowed around her ankles and vanished into the darkness. Merry wished she could join it. As she had practiced Merry moved quickly to the other end of the pipe. Then she climbed. When she reached the top of the pipe she peered through the drain. She could see Birdetchi sitting at his usual spot. Pushing the trap up she eased out of it and then replaced it. He didn't stir as she crept over to the metal shelves and started to climb. It didn't take her long and Merry reached the shelf with the Storenson evidence tray. She looked to make sure Birdetchi wasn't doing anything and suddenly stopped in shock. Birdetchi had opened a large book and in it were pictures of Merry. They were clear sharp pictures of her changing at her locker and he could see every part of her. Merry stood there stunned. If Birdetchi had those photos who else had them?

{Move it officer Dolly.}

Merry moved, deciding to take care of Birdetchi later if she could. Taking the bottle out of her sack she opened it and sprinkled the liquid inside onto the envelope. There was a slight glow and it shrunk. Picking up the now tiny envelope Merry put it into the sack and sealed it. When she glanced over at Birdetchi he had turned the page and was now looking at pictures of her in the shower. Merry was so startled she almost fell.

{We'll handle it. Move.}

Merry shook with rage but followed the order. She climbed down, crept over to the trap and slipped into the pipe again. Soon she was climbing up the rope and emerging into the shower where Delilah and Deborah were coating each other with soap.

"There's a hidden camera in here." Merry hissed after they grew her back to normal size.

"We know." Deborah said as she and Delilah helped Merry to her feet.

"We blocked it when we came in." Deborah said. She started to rub the soap on Merry's back. "It's been there for a few months now."

"You knew?" Merry was too stunned to move as Delilah started to rub soap on her breasts.

"You still haven't gotten it yet have you?" Delilah said, tweaking one of Merry's nipples.

"But..."

"Be quiet." Deborah said. "We've got a plan to follow."

Merry stood still too stunned to resist as the twins washed her body.



"We can't charge them." Chief Eugene F. Costrams said.

"Why the hell not?" Merry demanded putting more anger into her voice than she felt. She knew why, but she wondered what reason he would come up with.

"Because they had a permit for a party and you walked into the middle of a party game."

Merry looked at the tall thin man and held her anger in check. It wasn't anger at the twins; it was anger at him. He was 45, married, with kids. He was officious, his grey eyes and matching hair, cleanly tailored uniform projecting absolute adherence to rules. He was also a complete phony. He knew about the hidden cameras in the locker room and the shower. The twins had informed Merry that he had put them in and worked out a deal with Birdetchi to peddle the pictures on the internet. Merry's naked body had most likely adorned the computer screens of thousands of people by now. Her image and those images of the other women on the police force. The Pennytorch's lawyer knew it as well. It was the reason that the twins could do so much and suffer no consequences. It was the reason that all Merry's efforts to stop their antics had failed.

There was a knock on the door and the twins entered along with their lawyer. Deborah and Delilah were wearing matching flower patterned dressed and looked completely innocent. Their lawyer Montgomery Stencer was an 85 year old rich man's trouble shooter. Short, silver haired and distinguished he could talk smoothly and dispense checks, or threats, in a cultured voice that belied the ruthlessness beneath the surface. The smoothness was in full force now.

"I trust you've explained the matter to Officer McCormick Eugene."

"We were just going over it Montgomery." the chief said leaning back in his chair.

"Good." Mr. Stencer turned to Merry and smiled softly, every bit the wise old patron. "Now I think its time for this silly feud to stop don't you? I know the girls are a bit of handful, but I think Officer that you really have to give a little."

Did he know? Merry wondered. Had they filled him in? Or was he just a servant. Like she was. Merry had to admit it now. She had followed orders; stolen evidence. Storenson's rape victim would have to watch him walk, just as Merry had watched her own assailant walk. But Storenson would suffer some sort of justice her new masters had promised her that. Deep within her soul Merry heard a cry of frustration and defeat slowly die away. That cry had started in the shower, when she had stood still in the water stream while the twins had washed her down like some prize racehorse after a hard run. Using soap and a washcloth they had spared no part of her body gently and firmly showing her who was in charge.

After all this time Merry realized that L.A. wasn't behind her. The grand machine really didn't work no matter where she was. She still faced corrupt superiors, silk-talking lawyers and fighting them was so far beyond her it was silly even to try. As strong as she was Merry knew now that she could easily be captured, used and even abused. She wasn't strong enough to fight the world. She'd tried and twice now it had showed her that. But Molly, Deborah, Delilah, Tremont... they were strong, they were smart... they were rich. They really did rule the town. They had captured her with ease, given her power; they could give her purpose. Maybe they could find the key to fix the grand machine. Merry knew now that she could never do it on her own.

Merry stood up and walked over to the twins.

"I guess your right. Enough is enough." She held out her hand. "Can we be friends?"

"We can be your friends." Deborah said taking her hand. She smiled.

"And more." Delilah said joining her sisters and Merry's hands. She gave Merry's hand a little squeeze and smiled as well.

You can be my masters Merry thought, silently finishing Delilah's statement and with a sigh resigning herself to her fated enslavement.

End.

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