The Dangers of Daring Officer Dolly

Chapter 14. The Unexpected

by Skytower 

At the heart of every fangirl dwells both a secret hope and a secret fear. The secret fear is that all that they believe; the existence of fairies, aliens and monsters, is false. The secret hope is that all that they believe; the existence of fairies, aliens and monsters, is real. Almost all fangirls, even those of the Goth and Vampire worshiping persuasion, dream of finding proof. They dream of talking to a fairy, perhaps mating with an alien and fighting a monster. Or mating with a monster and fighting an alien. Or simply being there when an alien and a monster mate. They fantasize endlessly about how they will act and what they will do.

Snowbelle Strongbolt was a fangirl. She was a rich fangirl and had met celebrities and politicians whose names were famous throughout the world. She had always told herself that should she meet one of the creatures of legend she would be so cool about it that the meeting itself would become legend.

"Whep hure yo?" Snowbelle asked and then realized that the words didn’t come out right.

The creature… or fairy, struggling in the fishing net didn’t reply. Instead she struggled even more.

Talk! Move! Do SOMETHING! Snowbelle yelled at herself. But she couldn’t do anything. Her mind had short-circuited. The creature in the net was beyond Snowbelle’s experience. Even in a world of live superheroes there was always a part of Snowbelle that had not believed. That such heroines as Goddess of Justice or Tiny Titania were just clever press stories. But this was real. The small figure that refused to stop struggling was real. She was no larger than twelve inches tall. A woman, with blonde hair, large breasts and wide hips. She was wearing a green tunic that was riding up on her as she struggled in the net, revealing a patch of blonde pubic hair. And she was as real as the room that Snowbelle had waited in for the past few nights. As real as the carpet under her feet. Snowbelle had waited with a net and a cage. She wore black pajama’s so that she could hide in the dark. Night after night she had waited in the spooky room with the dust-covered furniture that her sister didn’t like her going into.

"Let me go!" The creature shouted; finally sagging in the net as if her energy was spent.

"Humm?" Snowbelle asked.

The creature growled and resumed her efforts.

"No way!" Snowbelle said finally regaining some of her lost coolness. She reached into the net and pulled the creature out. The small body felt warm against her hand and the creature pushed against Snowbelle’s fingers and pounded on her hand with small fist.

"You’re real!" Snowbelle accused.

"Of course I’m real!"

"You’re not a robot?" Snowbelle asked turning her over. The tunic had bunched up and revealed a shapely and firm nude butte.

"How come everyone thinks I’m a robot?"

"I bet you have batteries." Snowbelle said. She held the creature’s legs and began to tug the tunic off of her small body.

"Stop that! You!!! Get off! Stop!"

It was a one sided battle as Snowbelle brushed aside her small captives arms and by pinching her fingers managed to get a good grip on the tunic. The fabric ripped apart and the small woman, at that point Snowbelle thought of her as a woman and not as a creature, was revealed. She was beautiful. Snowbelle was pretty, she knew that and a few sessions of plastic surgery had made sure of it. Snowbelle knew that she had a pretty face with dark hair, thick eyebrows over brown eyes and a specially designed pug nose over a pert mouth. Her figure was a bit too slim for Snowbelle’s tastes, but some of the surgery had to wait until she was past eighteen. Then she could get a larger bust. In the meantime she wore loose fitting clothing and stuffed her bra. The now nude miniature woman standing indignantly before her had no such needs. Her large breasts stood firm with large waxen nipples. Her skin was taunt over heavy duty muscles. Her face had a strong jaw, thin eyebrows and blue eyes.

"Satisfied!" The small woman yelled. She put her hands on her hips and made no attempt to cover herself. "Well?"

"Uh…"

"Here!" The woman said spinning around. "See?" She turned around again and bent over giving Snowbelle a view of her ass. "See! No batteries! No hatches!"

"Uh…"

"Enough of this." The woman said standing up. She started to walk toward the window. "I’m out of here."

"What?"

"Forget it, I’m not talking to you. I was gonna make you an offer but you can… HEY!"

The shrunken woman struggled as Snowbelle dived forward and grabbed her, ignoring the way the rough old carpet dug into her skin.

"What offer?" Snowbelle demanded.

"Let me go!" The woman shouted struggling.

Snowbelle held onto her and reached over, grabbing a gerbil cage that she had dug out of the attic. The woman struggled and yelled but Snowbelle was able to force her into the cage and close it.

"Now I’m going to get some answers." Snowbelle declared finally feeling as if her brain was working again.

"You wanna give me a Kleenex or something before you get your answers?" The shrunken woman demanded. "It’s cold in here."

"No." Snowbelle said after thinking for a minute.

The shrunken woman gave a great huff and folded her arms across her chest.

"Who are you?" Snowbelle asked.

The woman stood still for a moment as if listening to something.

"I’m an agent of the Duchy of Dollopolis."

"What’s that?"

"A place that wants you."

"Me?"

"You."

"Why?"

Again the woman was silent for a moment.

"Because the rulers think you’ll be happier there than you will be anywhere else."

Snowbelle thought for a moment.

"Why do they think that?"

"Because they’ve been watching you, they know that you aren’t happy."

"How do they know that?"

"They’ve been watching you."

"What does this place have that would make me want to live there?"

The woman was silent for a long minute.

"Well?"

"Just a minute." The woman said clearly irritated at the situation. "This is a bit off schedule you know."

Snowbelle sat down and peered closely at the woman.

"You’re talking to someone aren’t you?"

"I’m listening." The woman said.

"So your just a lackey."

"I’m an agent." The woman insisted. "Ok, Dollopolis is a new community, it’ll have a library, a shop and access to technology you’re just starting to dream about. You’ll get to make all those gadgets on your hard drive you’ve been sketching."

"You’ve looked at my hard dive!" Snowbelle shouted.

"Not me, no. The rulers did."

"They didn’t look in the tax return photo album did they?" Snowbelle asked with a slight tremor in her voice.

"Yea." The woman said after a moment. "They said that is one of the reasons they want you for Dollopolis."

Snowbelle turned crimson and ran out of the room. Crashing into her own room she grabbed the computer network cord and jerked it out of the wall. Then she sat and breathed deeply for a moment. Then suddenly she realized she had left the woman alone. She ran back into the other room and dove down to the floor. The woman was still in the cage.

"No one was supposed to see those!" Snowbelle said breathing heavily. "NO ONE!"

"I didn’t see them." The woman protested.

Snowbelle sat up and tried to cool down.

"What were they? Nude shots?"

"Sort of." Snowbelle shrugged.

The woman was silent for a moment.

"Oh." She said.

"What?" Snowbelle demanded. "What did they tell you?"

"It’s ok." The woman said quickly.

"They told you?" Snowbelle said making it more of a statement than a question.

"Yes." The woman said.

Snowbelle whimpered slightly. Those pictures had been her ultimate secret. She had taken nude photos of herself with a digital camera and used Photoshop to put herself into wild sex scenes with her collection of action figures. Barbie, Captain Kirk… even Godzilla and in one shot the Starship Enterprise shooting a phaser beam between her legs! The thought of anyone, ANYONE seeing those pictures chilled her. At least once a month she trashed them, but she always pulled them out of the trash later on.

"Wait a minute." She said looking at the shrunken woman. "Those pictures all involved me shrinking."

"So did a lot of the online role playing you did." The woman said.

"You can shrink me!" Snowbelle whispered. "Dollopolis! City of Dolls!" She bent down and pressed her face against the bars. "You were shrunk weren’t you? What were you before?"

"Six one." The woman said after a moment.

"Crom!" Snowbelle felt her mind racing as she grasped it all. "You can shrink me? I bet Dollopolis is like this cool place where everyone is your size but there are giants around who play with them!"

"Well… yes." The Woman said after a moment.

"Are they like full size or half size?"

"Full size and the duchess is twice my height."

"Cool! Blessed Be So Cool!" Snowbelle exclaimed. "And you said ‘duchess’, so it’s like a feudal place right? And she’s in charge?"

"Yea." The woman said with a look of puzzled amazement on her face.

"Is it like girls or guys or what?"

"It’s all girls." The woman said.

"And the Duchess would be twice as tall as me?"

"Ah… yea."

"And I’d have to serve her, and the full size people who run the place?"

"Yes."

"Cool!" Snowbelle whispered. "This is so freaking cool!"

"You know this is a one way trip?" The woman said now clearly puzzled. "You don’t get to come back."

"I don’t wanna come back!" Snowbelle said. "And if we do this before next month I’ll really screw my sister!"

"Yea I heard." The Woman said.

"We can go tonight!" Snowbelle said leaping to her feet. She grabbed the cage and headed toward the door.

"You can go where?" Julia asked.

Snowbelle stopped and cursed herself for making so much noise. Julia had lately had a near radar-like ability to keep track of her.

"Back to my room." Snowbelle said starting to move past her.

"What are you up to missy?" Julia demanded blocking her path.

Snowbelle growled at the nickname. She didn’t bother to try and push past her sister. Julia had taken after their father’s side of the family. She was a foot taller than Snowbelle and at least twenty pounds heavier. Her red hair was so dark it was nearly brown and she wore it long and straight. Julia was heavyset and in good shape and she loved nothing better than using her strength to bully her younger sister. She was wearing a blue robe and her hair was wet.

"What are you making so much noise about?" Julia demanded.

"What do you care?" Snowbelle demanded.

"I care for another 28 days." Julia said. She reached down and pulled the cage out of Snowbelle’s hand. "What’s this."

"Give that back!" Snowbelle demanded jumping for the cage as Julia held it over her sister’s head and looked inside.

"Good looking doll." Julia said.

"She’s not a doll you…"

"What?" Julia demanded as Snowbelle stopped what she was saying.

"She’s an action figure." Snowbelle said in a more subdued tone of voice.

"She is huh?" Julia demanded. She gave the cage a shake and the woman inside was thrown back and forth against the bars. The woman grunted in pain and Julia gave a sharp intake of breath.

"She’s alive!" Julia said. "The little bitch is alive!"

"She’s a robot I got off of the Internet." Snowbelle said making another leap for the cage.

"Bull." Julia said. "Not with those boobs." She shook the cage again.

"Stop that!" Snowbelle shouted.

"Shut up." Julia said. "I don’t know where you got her but I got some friends who’d pay some big bucks for her."

"No!" Snowbelle shouted. She punched Julia in the stomach and made a grab for the cage as her sister doubled over.

"Brat!" Julia swore grabbing at her. They struggled and the cage went flying across the room.

Anger was driving Snowbelle and she felt a bit of desperation too. For five years she had been under her sisters thumb. Snowbelle wasn’t sure why Julia hated her. She’d asked the question millions of times and never gotten a straight answer. But for five years she had been a virtual prisoner because Julia had to present her to their father’s attorney on her 18^th birthday to prove that she was alive and well. It had been five years of Julia doing her best to act like both of the wicked stepsisters’ from Snow White. Tutors instead of schools, friends actively thrown out of the house and Snowbelle forced to live under a stringent set of rules. Snowbelle had been looking forward to her eighteenth birthday just to get away from Julia, but now she had a chance to pay her sister back. But Julia was taking that chance away and all of the pent up rage Snowbelle had been holding back exploded.

Unfortunately rage was not enough. Snowbelle was barely five feet tall and her sister was five feet eight inches and there was a lot of solid mass in her height. Snowbelle felt the air go out of her lungs as Julia’s knee planted itself into her stomach and her head spun when Julia slammed it into the wall. Still dazed Snowbelle was unable to resist as Julia spun her around and grabbed her head and neck.

Snowbelle had seen innumerable movies and TV shows where people had been knocked out. In her wildest fantasies she had never realized what it would really feel like. First there was the terror that money or no her sister was actually choking her to death. Then Snowbelle realized that she could still breathe but that her arms and legs were getting numb. She couldn’t get them to move right. The world went out of focus and Snowbelle started to forget what was going on. She knew there was some terrible danger and that there was something important, desperately important, that she had to do, but it was getting harder and harder to think. The world was rushing away from her and Snowbelle didn’t think she could have caught up with it again even if she had known what was going on. She didn’t feel her body go limp because by that time Snowbelle wasn’t sure she had a body anymore. She crossed the invisible line between awake and sleep without even realizing it.

Merry felt her head hit the solid bars of the cage and somehow didn’t let herself get knocked out. That meant for the next three seconds she got to see the room at nearly every angle as the cage flew wildly through the air. The cage crashed into the side of a bookshelf and old dusty volumes fell with it onto the floor. A particularly large dictionary landed on top of the cage spine first and bent the bars inward. Merry fell hard onto her back and felt the bars slam into her body. Her head slammed back with the impact stunning her. After a moment her eyes focused again and she looked up. The gold leaf of the dictionary title was only dimly visible.

{This is an un-expected complication.}

{The night was going so well too.}

{We will have to kill Julia I expect.}

"Kill?" Merry asked and if she hadn’t already been in bad shape from the fall that statement would have put her in bad shape. The Group did not do such things directly. That meant she might have too. Merry had killed to protect them but she wasn’t sure she could kill in cold blood.

{She has seen you, more she might link her sister’s vanishing to a small woman.}

"We don’t have to kill her." Merry said. "I’ll take her too and you can shrink her."

{Her personality is unsuited for Dollopolis.}

"Maybe it is, but if you shrink her you can control her."

{She has a point.}

{Gaining control of Julia may be useful down the line.}

{And we may be able to train her to be useful in Dollopolis. After all a healthy society should be able to stand discontent. Also if she is shrunk smaller than her sister Snowbelle will be happy and more inclined to stay in Dollopolis.}

{Very well, Officer Dolly, knock her out. We are arranging transportation now.}

{Look around.}

Merry blinked and looked slowly around the cage. What she saw The Group saw.

{Stop.}

Merry stopped and saw that another book had bent a few of the bars inward.

{Move to the bars and brace yourself.}

{We’ll shrink you enough to get through.}

Merry moved over to the bars next to that gap and waited. Beyond the bars the books had formed a short tunnel. A second later the world shifted and Merry just walked through the bars. She didn’t think about the fact that she was now even smaller than normal, Merry had learned not to think about such things. Instead she sprinted toward the open space between the books. Now that she was even smaller than before the smell of old paper and leather was overwhelming. It was the smell of age and death and Merry ran quickly to get away from it.

She emerged from the books and looked around. A few feet away Julia held a nearly unconscious Snowbelle in a sleeper hold.

"Brat." Julia said shoving her sleeping sister to one side.

{Ready?}

"Wait." Merry whispered. She backed away from the books and ducked under a chair. If there was going to be a fight, Merry wanted it to be a short one. Her head still hurt and she had no idea what sort of fighter Julia was.

"Now for the little bitch." Julia said walking toward the books. Merry ran quickly around Julia as the woman walked toward the books. Julia’s eyes were on the books and Merry was far to small to notice easily. Unfortunately she was also too small to move fast. By running flat out she managed to get behind Julia just as Julia pulled the dictionary off of the cage.

"Now." Merry said holding her hands above her head.

The shrinking and growing process was silent as far as Merry knew. She had never been able to tell for sure. From her perspective there was often a popping sound in her ears but Merry was sure that was due to changing pressure. But Julia must have heard or sensed something. She turned just as Merry reached full size. Her fist found Merry’s stomach just as Merry’s downward blows chopped at both sides of Julia’s neck.

Both woman felt the pain of the blows but the force of the other had blunted both attacks. Julia fell back a bit but so did Merry. The pause was momentary and what Merry had hoped would be single blow fight quickly turned into a wrestling match.

There was no breath to waste on words or threats. Grabbing for anything she could Julia snagged Merry’s left wrist but Merry did the same. They rolled around on the floor for a few minutes neither able to get a good hold or move. But Merry had one advantage over Julia; Merry was naked. She broke her wrist free from Julia’s grasp and grabbed Julia’s robe. Julia had nothing to grab onto and that gave Merry enough leverage to roll them over. Julia’s fist slammed into Merry’s stomach and she kicked Merry off of her.

Merry rolled away but came up quickly. It was a split second faster than Julia moved and Merry used that time to attack. Her round house kick faked a blow at Julia’s head and instead hit her in the side. Julia grunted but charged Merry and again they both went down. Julia managed to get Merry onto her back.

She’s a wrestler, Merry realized as Julia tried to twist Merry’s arms behind her back.

Merry heaved herself up with one arm and Julia fell backward. Again Merry rolled away but this time when she got to her feet she didn’t attack.

Julia stood up. Anger was in her eyes and her robe had fallen open. Large loose breasts swayed from side to side.

"Who are you?" She growled.

"Someone who’s gonna take Snowbelle away from you." Merry said coldly. "Hope you can live without money."

It was the right button to push and Julia charged. She faked to the left and then went right her hands outstretched to grab Merry’s arm and shoulder and throw her down. Merry didn’t go for the fake. She dodged Julia’s attempt at a hold and kicked out with her leg at the same time grabbing for Julia’s robe. Julie doubled over in pain and her robe came off of her body completely. Merry didn’t let her recover. She threw the robe over Julia’s head and grabbed her arms.

Julia threw herself backward and the move surprised Merry. They both crashed into the wall and then fell to the floor. They went down in a heap and ended up with Julia on top. She managed to snag both of Merry’s arms and they were too close to the wall for Merry to roll her off. Their legs were tangled too much for Merry to kick her off. But Julia could not let go of Merry’s arms to attack.

The stalemate ended when Merry decided she had enough of playing fair. She pulled Julia’s wrist close enough to her mouth and bit down as hard as she could.

Julia screamed and let go of Merry’s left wrist. It was the opening Merry needed and she drove her fist into Julia’s stomach. Julia grunted and Merry punched her again and then managed to free her legs. Merry rolled them over so that she was on top of her opponent. Merry grabbed Julia’s throat with both hands and started to choke her. Julia could fight dirty as well though and her hands shot out and grabbed both of Merry’s breasts. She dug her nails into them and squeeze and it was Merry’s turn to grunt in pain. She grunted but continued her attack. Julia soon fought back with the intensity of pure panic. She clawed at Merry’s chest, neck and face. Her knee came up repeatedly and hit Merry’s pubis. She tried to gouge Merry’s eyes but Merry held her head too high for the other woman to reach her. Merry ignored the pain and kept tightening her grip. It took a few minutes but Julia’s blows became weaker and then stopped completely. Merry let her go and sat up. Julia coughed and weakly grabbed at her throat. Merry grabbed one of the sheets that had covered the furniture and tore a strip from it. Rolling a still choking Julia onto her back Merry tied her wrist to her elbows and then used more strips to tie Julia’s arms to her body. She tied Julia’s legs at the ankles and knees.

"Sto…" Julia started say something having finally regained use of her voice but Merry gagged her.

"Shut up." Merry said tearing one last strip from the sheet to use as a blindfold.

Someone said something in Japanese and Merry looked up to see a slight young Asian woman in a pair of green pajama’s and a robe standing in the doorway. The woman’s face turned white and she screamed as Merry saw her. Merry jumped up and caught her just as she was starting to run down the hallway. The woman fought and squirmed like a wildcat. For a few minutes they crashed against walls and doors. Merry held on, the woman was fighting with the strength born of panic but she was not a trained fighter. Patiently Merry wrestled her to the floor and got her into the same sort of sleeper hold Julia had used on Snowbelle. It took a few minutes but the woman at last grew limp and then lay still.

Tired Merry climbed to her feet. She heard a sound behind her and ducked instinctively just as a bottle shattered against the wall above her.

Merry smelled bourbon as she turned and faced her latest attacker. A tall withered man with white hair faced her. He was wearing a pair of briefs and gray watery eyes tried hard to focus on her.

"What you doing here!" He yelled making to throw another bottle. Unfortunately he had already thrown the only one he had. Merry moved in quickly and soon he was on the floor snoring loudly.

"How many people live here!" Merry shouted standing up and looking around. "Come on! ANYONE ELSE!"

Nothing but silence greeted her challenge. Merry tried to calm down. She took deep breaths and ignored the taste of salt in her mouth.

{I think Micky was the last of them.}

{Just as well, this was getting very tedious.}

Merry sank to her knees and breathed deeply. Her chest was a mass of scratches and her head pounded. A sharp pain in her leg got her attention and she pulled a piece of broken glass out of her knee.

"This is a problem." She said breathlessly.

{Not an insurmountable one.}

{We shall simply take them all.}

"That’s the problem." Merry said. "So many people vanishing is going to draw attention. But we can’t leave any of them… they all saw me. Hell I’m naked they saw all of me."

{Don’t worry Dolly.}

{We shall take care of it.}

{For now let’s get transportation going shall we?}

{There is a transport waiting in the next room. Take Snowbelle first.}

Merry got to her feet and staggered into the room. A strange craft had floated through the open window. Multiple legs branched out from a central spine that also had a small oxygen tank attached. It was black and the arms all curved inward making an inverted ‘C’ shape.

{Put Snowbelle underneath the cargo unit and put her arms to her side and her legs together.}

Merry picked up Snowbelle and put her down under the craft. The she stood back and watched as the unit drifted silently down. The curved arms closed and Snowbelle was immobilized. It was almost as if a giant hand had gripped her whole body.

{Place the mask from the tank over her face.}

Merry heard a slight hiss of gas and an answering moan from Snowbelle after the mask was in place. Then the unit lifted into the air and Snowbelle floated out of the window.

"It’s like a UFO abduction." Merry said.

{The next unit will come shortly. While you wait make sure there is no physical evidence that you were there.}

"Physical?"

{You are bleeding.}

"Oh yea."

"Oh you’re hurt!" Simone said as Merry climbed out of the fighter and into the passenger seat.

"It looks worse than it is." Merry said sagging into the seat. It had taken more than an hour to clean the place. Merry had been as thorough as she could, drawing on her law enforcement training. It didn’t escape her that she was drawing on that very training to cheat the law. But that didn’t matter, she served The Group now, and more there was Dollopolis to protect. Merry wasn’t sure what kind of world it would be. She hoped it would be a good one. She thought that at the very least it deserved a chance.

"It can’t be worse than it looks." Simone said. "You look like you charged naked into a thorn bush. What if the police find any of your blood?"

"Not gonna happen." Merry said. If there was a trace of her left in the mansion it was too small for anything but a full crime lab to find, and she knew the town didn’t have one. Snowbelle’s computer had been the hard part. It had been tied to an alarm system and Merry had been forced to shrink down and crawl into it to destroy the drive. First she had reconnected it and The Group had copied the drive.

"Well I think we can call it a night." Simone said. She started the van and drove. "I can tell you now I never expected this. I wasn’t even sure Snowbelle would want to come to Dollopolis."

"That’s not a problem." Merry said. "The problem is that Asian woman and Julia and the old guy."

"Well Julia may be a problem but Nora won’t. She’s as passive as they come. Micky picked her up in a poker game in Bangkok."

"What?"

"Poor girl was smuggled into this country in a suitcase."

"Bastard!" Merry swore.

"It was either bring her or let her be sold to the next person to win the pot." Simone said. "He told me the whole story once. He was drunk when he won her, drunk when he told her to get into the suitcase and drunk when she stepped out of it at Strongbolt mansion. Julia decided to keep her on as a maid, she didn’t want a scandal."

"How’d he get her through customs?"

"Micky Strongbolt go through customs?" Simone laughed. "Merry rock stars don’t go through customs."

"He’s a rock star? When?"

"You’ve never heard Rocket In My Pocket?"

"Yea but… Oh. What happened to him?"

"Merry thirty years of drugs and drinking can take a bit out of a person."

"I guess." Merry said. "I’ve seen the videos on VH1 but he looks a thousand years old compared to the kid who sang that song."

"I don’t think he’s been sober one hour in the past ten years." Simone said.

"So her name is Nora?"

"No, it’s Noragami Kamaguchi, and believe me she was better off as a servant in Strongbolt Mansion."

"Servant or slave?" Merry demanded.

"Don’t be like that." Simone said defensively. "Merry the poor girl can barely read English or Chinese. Her parents sold her when she was nine and it went down hill from there. If Micky had tried to go through the legal system…"

"So it was easier to keep her as a live-in maid?" Merry demanded.

"She wasn’t a slave." Simone insisted. "Micky treated her very well. She had a room, a TV, good clothes, medical, dental…"

"She just couldn’t leave." Merry said. "Your right, she will be better off in Dollopolis. The Group will…"

"Will make her their servant instead of Micky’s." Simone fished angrily.

"It’s different." Merry insisted.

"How?"

"Because it will be Them!" Merry nearly shouted.

{Enough!}

Merry winced and saw Simone wince as well.

{Micky did not take and keep her out of malice Officer Dolly.}

{There was never a sexual component to their relationship.}

{And Nora was happier in Strongbolt Mansion than she had ever been in her life.}

{Simone you are correct in that Noragami has not significantly altered her status, but Officer Dolly is correct in that her situation has improved.}

"Here we are." Simone said easing the van to a stop.

For a moment they were both silent.

"I’m sorry if I snapped at you." Merry said.

"It’s alright. I keep forgetting you don’t know what my world is like." Simone looked at her. "There are a lot of Nora’s out there Merry. The lucky ones have someone like Micky. It’s a Dickensian choice for many of them. Stay in their own countries and be real slaves, come here, work in a sweat shop, come here work as a maid… You might not realize it but Nora was lucky."

"It shouldn’t be like that." Merry said.

"Well that’s one of the reasons we’re doing what we’re doing." Simone said.

"To make it better." Merry said.

"Right." Simone said matching her adamant tone of voice. "We can’t make it any worse that’s for sure."

{Simone carry Merry into her house and clean her up.}

"You don’t want to grow?" Simone looked at Merry.

"I heal faster when I’m small." Merry said. "And I still got to work tomorrow."

"Well let’s get you cleaned up and into bed then." Simone smiled and picked Merry up. "Where do you keep you key?" She asked patting Merry’s clothing with her free hand.

It surprised Merry how comfortable she was in Simone’s hand as they walked into her house. The chill night air was well balanced by the warmth from Simone’s hand.

"Here you are." Simone said putting her on the kitchen table. Merry had left a light on and Simone locked the door and then closed the curtains. Merry stood up and stretched.

"Should we do this in the kitchen sink or the bathroom?" Simone asked.

"Always go for the bathroom." Merry said. "I’ve had some close calls with garbage disposals."

"Ouch." Simone said. She picked Merry up and carried her upstairs. "You really live here?" She asked looking around the small house.

"What’s wrong with that?"

"It’s such a small house."

"I don’t need a lot of space." Merry laughed.

"I just mean that I’d have thought they’d put you up someplace nicer." They had reached the bathroom and Simone turned the light on. Merry’s bathroom was only the second room on the second floor of her house. The other room was her bedroom. Merry looked up and saw that Simone was looking at the bathroom skeptically. Across from the door was a tub and shower combination, to the left was a sink and to the right a toilet. "It’s so small. It must feel positively cramped when you are full sized."

"Simone I was a cop before The Group changed me, this was what I could afford and I really didn’t need anything better. Besides I think it’s a good idea I keep a low profile."

"You really shouldn’t feed a person straight lines like that." Simone laughed. "Well I can see you modified it at any rate." Simone said. She bent down and opened the door to the small toilet next to the large one. "Oh that is cute, even has little magazines too."

"I like to read." Merry said a little defensively.

"Oh and you even have little ladders!" Simone exclaimed noting the small ladders that Merry had put on the sink and the bathtub. "This so cute!" She looked back at the stairs they had come up. Merry had put a set of smaller stairs against the wall. They rested inside the larger steps. "And those extra stairs!" Simone looked into Merry’s bedroom and turned on the light. "And you have a small bed on the dresser and a ladder there too? That is so cute!"

"Simone please stop saying ‘cute’." Merry pleaded. "This is my house not Disney Land."

"Oh, of course." Simone said. She put Merry onto the sink and started the water running. "But you have to admit is it cute."

"Ok." Merry sighed. "It’s cute."

Simone picked her up and eased her into the water. Then she picked up a washcloth and started to gently wash the blood off of Merry’s chest. Merry gasped as the wounds were washed.

"Well you certainly earned your money tonight." Simone said looking at Merry’s chest and face.

"Use the anti-bacterial soap." Merry said pointing at the blue bottle on the sink.

"Right."

Simone turned the water on low and guided Merry under it. "This brings back memories of when I was a little girl. My aunt had a collection of dolls and we’d spend hours washing them."

"Barbies?" Merry asked as Simone poured some antibacterial soap onto Merry’s body. The fresh flower scent of the soap overwhelmed Merry and for a split second she was in a field of wildflowers.

"Heavens no." Simone said. "My aunt considered Barbie far to common to share shelf space with her dolls. What about you? Barbies?"

"Rainbow Bright, Charlie’s Angels…" Merry said. She stretched and felt her body unwind. "Princess Leia."

"Charlie’s Angels I can understand, but Rainbow Brite?"

"It was a gift." Merry said.

"Of course." Simone said. She turned Merry onto her stomach and spread the soap over the shrunken woman’s back, holding Merry just above the water.

Merry let her hands drift down to the water and splashed lightly. She felt incredibly mellow as Simone’s fingers worked their way up and down her back.

Must be the soap, she thought.

"You will have a place in Dollopolis if you want." Simone said. She rubbed the washcloth up and down Merry’s back and legs, lingering on Merry’s butte.

"Uh-hum." Merry said.

"It could be your secret weekend getaway." Simone said. She moved Merry into the water stream to rinse her off and Merry thrilled to the feel of the water on her small body. It was a thousand times more thrilling than a shower. Merry let out a purr of bliss.

"Even you need some time off." Simone said as she turned Merry over onto her back.

"I need a lot’o things." Merry said stretching her arms and legs out.

"Well I am a duchess now." Simone said. She put the washcloth down and pressed her little finger against Merry’s pussy. "I do have an obligation to keep my people happy."

"I’m not yours I’m theirs." Merry said breathlessly. Her own hands began to play with her nipples.

"Well I’m theirs too." Simone said.

Merry gasped as Simone’s finger pressed harder against her. At the same time the hand that held her closed and Simone’s fingers were playing with her breasts. Merry lost herself in the eroticism, reveling in the heat and power her body was generating with Simone’s help. Simone didn’t say anything but kept manipulating Merry, playing with the shrunken woman’s breasts and easing her finger up and down the entrance to Merry’s womb. Her fingernail managed to find its way inside of Merry; pressing between the folds of flesh that made up her womanhood. It’s tip found the clitoris and Merry cried out in a release of ecstasy.

"One of these days I must have you full sized." Simone said.

Merry tried to talk but Simone had dipped her into the water and out again. Once again Simone used her fingernail to put into Merry’s vagina and Merry was overwhelmed by the sexual power of her own body. She wanted to tell Simone to stop; wanted to tell her that she wasn’t a doll to be played with, but each time Merry opened her mouth all that came out was a moan of pleasure.

At the end she simply road the last orgasm into an exhausted slumber.

… To be continued.

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