Drawings by Maxie Dickey
” Where the fuck were you?”
” I had to stay late at the office…we’ve got a special order to finish up, the company’s expanding.”
” I don’t give a shit…I hate waiting for dinner!”
” You can make something for yourself…you know…”
” Yea…well…I simply hate doing it!”, yelled the eighteen year old sexy blond at her dad.
” You’ve gotta learn to be a little nicer, Joan.”
” No I don’t, I can act any way I feel.”
” Eversince your mom left, you’ve become ruder and ruder…you’re really a bitch, you know!”
” Fuck you, dad…now why don’t you get in that fucken kitchen and make me something to eat!”
Quietly shaking his head, the forty year old guy slowly placed his briefcase on the sofa, went into the bathroom, washed his hands, and returned, going into the kitchen afterward.
Still seated on the couch, good looking jean clad Joan laid her booted feet upon the livingroom table, leaned back, and did nothing but sit there.
A half hour later, she heard, ” Dinner’s ready!”
” It’s about time.”, mumbled the girl to herself as she removed her high heeled black leather footwear from the table, stood up, adjusted her skimpy top, and strolled into the kitchen, finally parking her gorgeous ass into a seat.
” So what have you got?”, asked the girl.
” Just some soup, sausage, and a cake for desert.”, replied her father, Carl.
” The sausage is all right…but I can’t stand that soup you make.”
” It’s all I’ve got today.”
” Yea, yea…”, responded the young lady as she took up her spoon and stuffed her pretty face.
Done with her meal, the freshman college student went up to her room, closing the door afterward. Downstairs, Carl cleaned up the kitchen and eventually got a few other things finished before he finally went to the livingroom, sat down, and got some material out of his attaché case, preparing himself for tomorrow.
Upstairs, Joan sat down before her computer and opened a file she saved a while back. In fact, the thing was given to her by some science professor she had an afair with, the guy revealing a secret to her before he died, telling no one else.
Hacking away at the keyboard, the blond opened the program, saying to herself, ” Hope it works…first time I trid this…probably a bunch of bullshit…but its worth the try…ha ha!”
Eager for some positive results, Joan raised her butt from her seat and went over to her dresser, removing something from the bottom drawer, the object also given to her by the same professor. Returning to the computer, the girl uncoiled a wire wrapped around the object she just took up.
With her right hand, Joan reached behind the computer and plugged in the cord. Since the cord was over ten feet long, she had enough length to move it around within the room.
At the other end of the long wire was a pistol shaped object, looking like a small toy lazzer gun. Taking it up, Joan aimed the device at a teddy bear upon her bed, pulled the trigger, and watched a beam emerge from the gun. In a moment’s time, the stuffed animal was engulfed in an orange glow, causing the thing to get smaller and smaller. Eventually, the bear was only an inch in height.
” Yes, yes…!”, yelled Joan as she jumped up and down two times, obviously quite elated.
Grinning now, the girl looked toward her room’s entrance, lowered the pistol upon the bed, and walked over to the door, pulling it open.
Leaving her room, Joan walked down the upstairs hall and finally stood before the steps, yelling downward into the livingroom, ” Hey dad…can you come up here for a moment?”
” What do you need?”, ask Carl, turning his head back and gazing up at the young lady.
” It’s just something you’ve gotta see…I mean, it’s really something important…it’ll really make an impact on your life.”
With a sigh, Carl got up and approached the steps, finally going up to the girl.
Less than eight seconds later, he stood next to her and asked, ” Ok…what is it?”
A dirty smile on her face, Joan answered, ” Follow me.”
Finally, she turned and walked into her bedroom. At her tail, Carl also stepped inside and ask, ” Well…what have you got?”
Taking up the device from the mattress, Joan held it level with her chest and said, ” What do you think?”
” I don’t know…what is it?”
” Here…I’ll show you what it can do.”
The thing in her hand, she extended her arm out and aimed it at her father, pulling the trigger afterward.
” What the hell’s going on here…?”
” This is gonna be great…oh yea…!”
” Joan, Joan…help, something’s not right!”
” What do you mean…I say everything’s going fine…it’s all going exactly as I want, ha, ha, ha…!”
After a few seconds, poor Carl was reduced to only three inches in height, just standing there and looking up to his daughter now, having fear and confusion written all over his tiny face.
Keeping a wicked smile upon her lips, Joan laid the object to one side of the computer table and returned to her dad, placed her right hand on her hip, shifted her weight, and simply grinned down at him, glowing with an air of triumph.
” You’re my property now, dad…I own you!”
” What did you do to me?”
” Can’t you tell, stupid…I shrank you to three inches.”
” Please return me to normal, please!”
” Fuck you…I’m the boss here now!”
” What are you gonna do to me?”, screamed the little guy.
Squatting now, the evil sexy blond stared down at her father and ordered, ” Take off all your clothes, now!”
” Please Joan…!”
” Do as your told!”, yelled his daughter.
Terrified, Carl slowly removed his attire. When he stood naked before her, she reached forward with her long scary fingernails and took him up.
Next, Joan raised herself, rotated her frame toward the bed, and dropped him upon the mattress.
Helplessly standing there, the man watched in awe as his daughter removed her clothes, starting with her top and working herself down, eventually stripping herself naked until all she had on were the two beautiful boots.
Turning, Joan lowered her ass upon the bed, looked back at her dad, and said, ” Here’s my ass…what do you think?”
Looking at her spectacular butt hovering above him, the little guy yelled upward, ” Please Joan, stop this…why?”
” Because I’m the boss here now…so kiss my ass.”
” What…you don’t expect me to…!”, exclaimed the guy, totally surprised at her command.”
” You heard…now get busy!”
Moving forward, Carl approached her seated backside and began kissing, covering as much as he could with his tiny lips, moving here and there, doing as he was told. ” That’s good, nothing like a little service now and then to lift my spirits…oh yea!”
After ten minutes, Joan reached back with her right hand and took hold of the guy. Raising him to her face, she said, ” Let’s see how you fit between my tits!”
” No, no…!”, screamed the little guy as the blond lowered his frame, finally sticking him into her breast cleavage.
” There, you look really funny down there.”, mentioned Joan, having her head bent forward.
” Please get me out…you’re squeezing ’em together too hard!”
” Good…ha ha!”
Rubbing her two tits together, Joan went at it for fifteen minutes, increasing and decreasing the pressure, only allowing him to catch his breath for short periods of time.
Content with the torture, Joan finally got dressed again and then took hold of her tiny dad.
Turning, she headed for the door and went out of the room. Downstairs, Joan went into the kitchen and placed her dad on the floor.
” So now what…, what are you gonna do with me?” , asked the man
Looking down at him, she replied, ” Kiss my feet…kiss the boots!”
He kept begging, ” Can’t you make me normal again…?”
” Like I said before…no, you’re mine…now kiss my feet!”
Angered at what she was doing to him , the tiny man yelled up to the evil girl, ” You’re a bitch…I wish I never had you…I should of told your mom to get an abortion before she gave birth to you!”
Her face twisted with hate now, Joan stared down at the guy and said, ” Fuck you, you jerk…I’m here now and there’s nothing you can do about it.”
” Joan…this isn’t right…!”
” Fuck you!”
” Joan, c’mon…I’m still your father!”
Saying nothing, the she only raised her boot’s sole and let it hover above him.
” Please, please…no…!”
A second later, she lowered her foot and crushed him to death!