One day, as you are closing up the practice for the day, Katy Perry returns to your office! You're completely surprised since it's been at least a month since she last came in to see you. You begin to think that maybe you got yourself a repeat customer and are excited at the prospect of seeing Katy Perry's massive boobs every time she comes in, this was one of your greatest fantasies when you were going through medical school.
"Oh, are you guys about to close for the day?" Katy says.
Suddenly you are brought back to reality as she speaks up.
"Um, yes, but I can make an exception for, uhh, you." You manage to say.
"Smooth, doctor." Dallas says sarcastically. "What brings you in today, Ms. Perry?"
"Well, I have a proposal for you guys." She says shyly.
"What do you mean a proposal?" You ask.
"Well, remember how last time you guys were about six inches tall when I came in?"
"Yeah, what about it?" Dallas asks suspiciously.
"Well, I got to thinking while I was on tour, and I was thinking that I really wanted to be shrunk down, with someone else. Then maybe have a normal size person to watch after me and this man."
"Oh my god, your kidding." You say, not believing the words that you are hearing.
"Well, you guys are the only ones that I know were sort of into that kind of thing, so I--" Katy begins to say.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean, into that kind of thing." Dallas says while noticeably getting red-faced.
"Oh, please, you were having a three way at that size, with that little blonde woman last time I was in here. But, I was wondering if maybe you guys would be willing to do that with me?"
You sit there in complete stunned silence for minutes.
"Well, I'll just go, I shouldn't have suggested--" Katy says as she turns around for the door.
"No, wait, I'm-- ahem-- willing, to help." You respond, not wanting to miss your opportunity to sleep with a pop star. You then look over to see Dallas' reaction, to this revelation. "That is, if my lovely girlfriend Dallas is okay with that."
"Why wouldn't I be?" Dallas sheepishly responds. "But, who is going to be willing to play along with this?"
You think to yourself before thinking of someone.
You decide that you are going to call...
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