The Doll
"What a cute doll".
The doll Mary was referring too looked like a white man. It had black hair, brown eyes and tan skin. From a distance it looked like a six-inch tall man.
"Ah, I see you noticed Tom."
"You gave him a name?" Mary asked.
Carrie nodded.
"There's a story behind that doll. Do you want to hear it?"
"Sure."
"Tom was not always a doll. He was once a six-foot man. He had a fairly normal life. Work 9-5 for a living, had a house, mortgage, and girlfriends. He was a fairly typical American except for one thing. He had a giantess fetish."
"What's a giantess fetish?" Mary asked.
"He was attracted to woman who were much larger than himself. He used to dream of meeting giantess. Or being shrunk down and encountering playful normal sized woman. But the only place he could find giantesses was on the Internet. He soon grew bored of reading stories about giantesses that could never be or looking at collages of giantesses."
"He tried to share his fantasies with his girlfriends, but they thought he was nuts. They couldn't under why anyone would want to be shrunk."
"You need professional help." They told him.
Saddened Tom went back to surfing the net. There were people on the giantess bulletin boards that understood what he was going through, but they were too far away to give anything other than moral support. Then he met the super witch, or that what she called herself. To Tom's delight she lived right in town. They quickly arranged a meeting."
"Are you a real super witch. I mean do you have real magic powers?" Tom asked.
"That's a very dangerous question to ask a super witch." She replied.
"I meant no disrespect, I was just curious."
"Yes, I am a super witch."
"Wonder if you could help me?"
"In what way?"
"For a long time I've had a fantasy about shrinking in the presence of a beautiful woman."
"You consider me a beautiful woman?"
"You’re the most beautiful woman I have ever met." Tom replied.
The super witch was very flattered by this.
"I think I can help you. I can turn you into a living doll."
"Why a doll? Why not a tiny man?"
"Because the smaller a body is, the faster it losses heat. A man the size of a mouse would quickly freeze. A fact ignored by the writers of shrunken man fiction."
"All right, turn me into a doll."
The super witch cast her spell and Tom found himself getting smaller and smaller. Within moments he was a six-inch tall.
He was amazed how huge everything looked. The super witch was a 5'10' blond before he shrank was now a towering 70-foot giantess. Likewise everything else in the room appeared to be 12 times its normal size.
He tried to say, "this is cool", but no sound came out of his mouth. He tried to move, but the doll's limbs wouldn't budge.
"What's going on?" he mentally screamed.
The super witch who could read his thoughts replied.
"Your now a human soul trapped within a doll, a doll without the power of movement.
"I changed my mind. Change me back."
The super witch laughed at Tom's request. She picked him up and started tossing him in the air. Tom didn't like this treatment one bit."
This is a crime. You can't hold anyone against their will."
"What crime? You came to me. Besides nobody would ever believe you even if you could talk."
Ever since that day, Tom the doll has been the super witch's toy.
"That's some story you should go into fantasy writing."
"You don't believe me?"
"I wouldn't get her mad." Tom wanted to scream but no sound came out of his mouth.
"Come on Carrie everyone knows there's no such thing as a super witch."
Suddenly Mary found herself shrinking rapidly. Within seconds she was a six-inch high doll."
"Why did you do that for?" Mary asked.
"You insulted super witches." Carrie replied.
She then picked Mary off the floor and placed her next to Tom.
"What a cute couple you two make. I got things to do, but I think I let you two get to know each other"
Carrie then turned the dolls so that they were facing each other.
"Have fun." Carrie said as she left the room.
"Have fun? How? I can't move." Mary complained.
"It could be worst. You could be sent to 'sex toys R us'. Tom told her.
The end or is it?