Jenn strode through the mall, enjoying the faint thumps she could feel from inside her canvas purse. She needed to think about appropriate endings for the little jerks. Suddenly, the long day caught up with her. She needed to rest and take a load off her feet.
Let's see, there's a trendy little place across from the Scandals store, she thought and trekked down to the end of the wing.
What the hell, she thought angrily, at the large sign proclaiming her favorite spot as a "Cyber-cafe". Computers at the tables, other computers in front of cushy sofas. Ugh. Jenn and computers never got along. She didn't even like SHOPPING online. She didn't see anyone she recognized and went in. It was moderately crowded. She got a latte and looked for a place to sit. The one classy looking chair towards the back was occupied by a scruffy guy with bad taste in clothes and poor table manners, spilling crumbs from his muffin on the keyboard as he typed.
She snuck a glance at the screen as she walked past. The picture displayed was a computer collage of a sophisticated looking girl striding nonchalantly through downtown , her black high heel about to crush this screaming guy.
Too much, thought Jenn as she walked back. Seeing the movement, the guy switched pages to ESPN.
"Hi," said Jenn, "what are you looking at?"
"Oh, just checking the football scores."
"No, I mean before. That picture looked way interesting. What's your name?"
"Um really? Oh, I'm Bill." Prodded by her smile, Bill returned to the page he'd been viewing. He showed her more pictures.
"Giant women squashing little guys," said Jenn, "why would you want to be looking at that?" Jenn smiled some more while Bill went on with this BS about goddess cults and mythology research before interrupting, "I think you'd want to be a little man and be used as a girl's plaything," as she leaned closer and touched his head.
"Oh yes," he said, kind of choked. Had he met the rare female macrophilia enthusiast? And drop-dead gorgeous to boot!
Jenn had a decision now. Was this guy worth giving a demonstration of what she'd do with one of her previous captives or go with what was her first idea and just shrink Bill, sit on him, and take the good chair?
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