When Desiree got into her room, she bent down, reached into her cream-colored boot, and fished you out. As she held you tightly in her fist, she looked amazed at how small you were. You yourself were amazed at her enormity. You were only a little taller than the width of 2 of Desiree's fingers. A single digit was stronger than your entire body.

"Now we're alone, little Davey. It's time to have some fun." She was very enthusiastic, so at least she wasn't sadistic.

However, the door to her room opened a little and she stuffed you back into her boot quickly. It was...