Tyler found himself breathing a sigh of relief as Chloe announced the intended game. Compared to being sat on or trapped in Chloe's reeking boot, a simple game of hide and seek was a welcome break. Maybe Darcy and Chloe were even wanting to be more tame with how the handled him. With that as his obvious hope, Tyler allowed Chloe to effortlessly pluck him off the bed. A few seconds later, he was dropped down into the thick carpet, the individual strands of it extending up to his waist. Far above him, Chloe and Darcy stood, smiling as they had been since he had been shrunk. From way down on the floor, Tyler felt so small. The towering girls stretched up into the air like mountains.
"So, Tyler, whoever finds you gets to decide what to do to you next?" Chloe said, her tone making it apparent that she wasn't through tormenting him.
"I have SO many fun ideas," Darcy chimed in, also giving Tyler the feeling his torture wasn't over.
Tyler swallowed his relief in a fearful gulp. The tame nature of the hide and seek game was a backdrop to further sadistic fun for the girls, it didn't mark any change in behavior. If anything, it meant the girls might only get worse. Looking to his right, Tyler saw the door. The crack below was just high enough that he'd be able to crawl under. Once outside the room, he could try and get help from Avery or his stepmother, either of which would probably be more responsible than the two preteens he was stuck with now. Of course, if he wanted to get away in the first place, he'd have to beat Chloe and Darcy in their game of hide and seek, one which was just about to begin.
"Okay, lets count to twenty," Chloe told Darcy as she put her hands over her eyes, "And now peaking."
"Okay, okay," Darcy replied, closing her eyes.
As the two girls began to count, Tyler darted for the door. His initial goal had been to make it out of the room before the girls finished counting, but as should have been expected, the girls counted very fast. He was barely a quarter of the way there when the two gleefully shouted out "Ten", marking the halfway point before the seeking began. Tyler had to change his plans if he didn't want to be immediately spotted and go back to being one of the girl's toys. As the word toy crossed his mind, Tyler spotted a stuffed animal on the floor, one of many lain strewn across the red-headed girl's bedroom, this one a pink stuffed monkey. Tyler quickly jumped over it and ducked down behind, hiding himself in the thick strands of carpet.
"Ready or not, here I come!" Chloe and Darcy both shouted in unison.
Tyler had picked the right moment to hide. The floor below him quaked and trembled as the two girls went on the hunt, prowling the room like hungry lionesses. Fortunately for Tyler they either didn't think he'd try to make an escape or they severely overestimating his hiding ability. Looking up from his cover, Tyler quickly ducked back down as Darcy came tromping by. Her foot nearly annihilating him as she stepped on the toy monkey. Looking up, he saw detailed lines and wrinkles in her foot above, giving him a horrid flashback to his time in Chloe's boot. The foot quickly lifted away as Darcy continued on her way to check around the desk on the opposite wall. Once the titaness had passed, Tyler peaked out again to see his younger sister peaking under the bed, haphazardly tossing out a toy every so often. When she paused to look, Tyler was disturbed to see her skirt lift up, exposing the tight leggings covering her butt. Spurred on by memories of his torment under Chloe's butt and feet, Tyler was further resolved to escape. Getting down on his belly, he began crawling across the carpet, making his way towards a dropped Barbie and hoping that Chloe or Darcy didn't come stomping by.
"So, what are you gonna do with him if you win?" Darcy asked her friend as she continued searching the desk area. She made certain to check on top of the chair, just in hopes she'd get another excuse to sit on the shrunken boy.
"Hmm....I kinda want to know how he tastes," Chloe replied wickedly as she stood up and check on top of the bed, in case Tyler had doubled back. The shrunken boy only about three feet away, miles in his perspective, perked up at Chloe's desire.
"Taste him? You aren't gonna eat him are you," Darcy's voice was filled with concern, though it was selfish in nature. She didn't care about Tyler's well-being so much as she was worried about not being able to play with him if Chloe gobbled him up.
"Nah, I just want to get a good taste," Chloe reassured, "I'll probably just suck on him for a bit, like a piece of candy."
"Sounds fun," Darcy said, now occupied with searching behind a pencil cup. After a moment she spoke up again, her voice filled with excitement, "You know what you should do? Make some homemade popsicles with Tyler stuck inside one!"
Tyler went pale at the mere thought of that. Being frozen alive in a pillar of flavored ice as Chloe licked away layer after layer. And that's only if he survived an hour or two in the freezer being entrapped in said pillar. Worst yet, by the giggle Chloe gave she seemed to like the idea. Tyler hurried his crawling, coming to rest beside the Barbie doll. Looking the plastic mannequin up and down, Tyler saw it dwarfed him, by a good couple of inches. Though ultimately, it in turn was far smaller than the two girls he was no more than ever desperate to escape.
"So....speaking of eating him," Chloe spoke up, having now moved onto checking under her dresser, "What should we do with Tyler when we're done playing with him. I mean we'll probably get bored eventually."
The shrunken boy didn't like where this conversation was going. Though he did get a bit angry at the thought of Chloe and Darcy getting bored of him like he was a cheap toy, much like the one he lay in cover next to.
"Hmmm....there's probably some fun ways we could do that. Like smash him between our feet! I even have a great pair of rain boots I could use," Darcy chirped, pleased with her idea.
"But that would be too fast, we wouldn't have enough fun," Chloe replied, surprising Tyler at how sadistic she seemed to be acting, "I was thinking we could make Avery some chocolate chip cookies, but stick him in the dough before we bake them."
Again Tyler was deeply disturbed and filled with untold fear. He could clearly imagine the red haired girl waving through the glass pane of the family oven as she doomed him to be a secret ingredient in Avery's favorite treat. He hastened his pace towards the door, moving in a crouching run to yet another stuffed animal, this time a girraffe. As he arrived, he turned to see Chloe digging through the drawers on her dresser. She had been secretly hoping, Tyler had climbed inside a pair of her underwear or some of her balled up socks. If he had, she would have discreetly slipped on the clothing and pretended to keep searching for the boy. She ended up frowning when she found nothing.
"But then we wouldn't get to finish him off," Darcy replied with a frown, in response to Chloe's idea.
"Yeah....it doesn't matter though. We won't get bored of him for a LONG time," Chloe spoke up as if to address Tyler, wherever he was hidden, "Speaking of, what do you think you'll do with him."
"I was thinking I'd show him my feet," Darcy replied quickly, already having a lot of time to think of her answer, "Maybe I could tape him to the sole of my flipflop while we play outside."
"I like that idea," Chloe replied with a smile as she fondly recalled the feeling of Tyler squirming in her boot, "But instead of taping him to the sole, you should tape him to the strap."
"That way he'll be stuck between my stinky toes!" Darcy replied with glee.
Tyler couldn't stand to hear anymore. The girls had talked about freezing him into a popsicle, baking him into a cookie, smashing him between their feet with rain boots, and now wedging him between their toes while they played in the hot summer sun. Prior to that they had mentioned taping him to a bike seat before riding it and even sewing him into a pair of panties. Given what they had already done, he was certain these methods of torture would come to fruition. With that in mind, he made a mad dash for the door, now only a foot or so away.
Unfortunately, Tyler picked a bad time to run as he quickly heard a girl yell, "Gotcha!"
The only question was, who was it?
Choice 1: Chloe (Deciding to celebrate her victory, Chloe and Darcy head down to the kitchen to make homemade popsicles. Chloe makes sure that Tyler gets frozen into her favorite flavor, grape, for her to enjoy later.)
Choice 2: Darcy (Darcy grabs her flipflops and uses a roll of tape to stick Tyler to the strap. She and Chloe then head outside to play with the shrunken boy underfoot.)
Choice 3: Both girls (Chloe and Darcy would catch Tyler between their hands, nearly crushing him at first. After some arguing about who should decide the shrunken boys fate they agree to use some glue to trap Tyler in Avery's bra cup.)
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