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Here's another RP. This one is a fairly generic beach RPRelated content
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"Hey, he's my toy, I found him. Why can't I hold him?" Michael asks defensively.
"Because, Jake isn't a toy. He's a little person. You need to treat him as a friend. Not a toy!"
Michael pouts and says nothing.
"I'll keep is crummy hands away from you, I promise, Jake. Now, will you play knights and princesses with us? We already made a sand castle."
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He sighs in relief from Lizzie's protection. "So long as you keep onto that promise Lizzie, I'd be happy to play whatever game you want. So... How do we play?" He asks, having absolutely no idea how to play 'knights and princesses.'
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"Well, we already have the castle. I'll play as the princess trapped at the top." Lizzie picks up her Polly pocket dressed up in a rubber dress with her free hand. With Jake's new size, even the Polly Pocket is slightly taller than him since it's about three and three-quarters inches tall. "We'll use her as the the princess. You'll be the knight and you'll have to rescue her. Makes sense?"
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"Well ummm... I guess it does? I will save you oh beautiful princess!" He shouts up at the doll trying his best to sound like a real knight. He then tries climbing the sandy castle, finding it quite troubling to get a foothold on the sand castle wall.
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(Um, she didn't place him down on the ground yet, but for the sake of the story lets pretend she did.)
"Oh, please, hurry. The monster could be back at any moment!" Lizzie says in a high voice trying to sound as tiny as she can while moving the Polly Pocket back and forth on the top of the castle.
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"The monster...?" He thinks to himself. "I wonder who is going to control the monste- Oh wait, please not who I think it is! Anyone but Michael!" He climbs up as fast as he can.
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The Earth shakes, causing some sand to tumble down from the castle. "Fe fi fo!" Michael yells as he stomps on the beach. He himself is playing a giant!
"Hurry, brave knight! The giant is coming!" Lizzie positions the Polly Pocket's arms up and forces the toy to pace the castle in a panic.
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"Not the giant!" He shouts, playing along, but actual fear was in his voice. He climbs up the castle with even faster speed, inches away from her.
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Just as he reaches for the Polly Pocket's leg, two giant fingers clasp onto one of the Polly Pocket's raised arms. These aren't the fingers of Lizzie who already has some slightly paler fingers on the toy's waist. No, these fingers are the fingers of Michael. Lizzie lets go of the tiny doll because she's playing as the princess and there is no way the princess can resist a giant. Michael picks her high above by her hand, dangling her.
"Oh no! Please put me down giant!" Lizzie begs in her princess voice for the plastic doll.
"I think not. You're my princess forever!" Michael belts out a manacle laugh and continues dangling the doll by the arm.
"You're hurting me, you beast! Help me my brave night help me!" When Jake reaches the top of the sand castle, Lizzie hands you a tiny dull twig. "Your sword," she whispers.
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"I hope Michael doesn't take his role too far..." He whispers to himself and points the sword at Michael. "Set her down you monster! Fight me if you are not a cowering mouse! I will save the princess even if I must die in process!"
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Michael sticks out his tongue at Jake. "No! She's my princess and I can do whatever I want with her. Just try and stop me, puny knight!" He stomps his bare foot in the sand a little too close to the sand castle, but still not touching it.
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Jake sighs in relief. "Well, I guess he's just playing his role.." He thinks to himself. "Well giant! How about we play a little game! If I win, you let me and the princess leave, if you win, you may keep her without trouble!"
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"And what kind of game do you propose, little human?"
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"A game of wits." He hops down and onto the sand, picking up a small pebble, the size of a baseball to him. And three identical looking shells. "Now close your eyes, and when you open them, you have to guess which shell has the pebble under it."
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The giant boy raises his eyebrows. "And how is a guessing game a game of wits?"
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"You have to be smart to guess which one."
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"If I'm closing my eyes, it's luck, not wits."
"Michael does have a point there, Jake," Lizzie adds.
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"So you are smarter than I thought, however, you have to be smart enough to ask yourself, "'how fast could he have put the pebble under the shell? What is his expression when your about to choose the right or wrong one?' You must be smart and lucky to win."
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"I'm not playing that stupid game!" Michael yells like a frustrated child feeling like he's being cheated. "If you want the princess, you'll have to get her." Michael pulls on the waistband of his trunks.
"You wouldn't dare!" Lizzie growls.
Michael drops the Polly Pocket down the front of his trunks!
Not caring about the game anymore, Lizzie shrieks, "Let her out!"
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James sorrowfully looks at Lizzie, the only person stopping him from becoming a toy or dying, the only person who really cares about him. He has to help him, even if it means feeling the wrath of Michael. "Fear not my princess... I will rescue your prize!" James shouts and leaps off the sand castle, catching onto Michael's leg and jabbing the stick as hard as he can into his leg. "Let her go..." He growls.
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Because the stick isn't sharp, it doesn't really hurt Michael much, not even sharp enough to be a bee sting! He laughs maniacally again upon seeing and feeling Jake having to pinch Michael's skin in order to stay on his leg. "If you want the princess so badly..." Michael plucks Jake off, holding his sides between his thumb and pointer finger. He lifts Jake up about level with his stomach. "Then you're going to have to go in and get her." Michael slowly starts to pull on the waistband of his trunks with his free hand.
Lizzie becomes extremely horrified now. "Michael, don't! He's a person. Don't put a person in your pants!"
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"Oh God no, anything but that, I can't go that close to his freaking junk!" Jake shouts horrified, he sees only one chance. His leg may not be affected by the stick, but what about his belly button? "My bellybutton is quite sensitive..." He thinks. "Maybe his is too?" Jake then shouts and stabs the stick right into Michael's belly button. "Fall you stupid giant!" He shouts at the top of his lungs.
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Jake is probably lucky that his twig didn't hurt the "giant" boy. If it had, Michael probably would have dropped him and with Jake being over Michael's opened up swim trunks. Jake would have suffered the same fate as the Polly Pocket next the the boy's junk. Instead, the two fingers flinch a little tighter.
"Michael, don't put him in your trucks! Stop it!" Lizzie screams. Others on the beach give the two children an odd look before going about their own business. Sarah, the oldest sister around Jake's age with pale skin and a black bikini, finally decides to do something. She sits up. "What is going on?"
"Sarah, Michael put Polly in his trunks and now he's going to put Jake in there!" Lizzie cries.
"Michael, that's gross," Sarah tells the boy.
"I'm only playing!" Michael says.
"Give the toys up now!" Sarah demands with her hand out. "You can play with them when you know how to behave."
"But I found Jake. He's my toy!"
"Give me the toys. NOW!"
Michael pouts just before he pulls the Polly Pocket out of his trunks with his other hand and then dumps the Polly Pocket and Jake into the same much larger (because she's older) pale hand of Sarah.
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"Why does everyone, except Lizzie, think I'm a freaking toy?!" Jake shouts, he does his best to stand up in the hand of the teenager and looks down at Lizzie. "Lizzie, she's not gonna hurt me, right?" Jake shouts down at her, trying to make sure she can hear him.
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The only reason Sarah thought Jake was a toy was because she didn't get a good look at him and because Michael was saying he was a toy. She was more focused on giving the child a stern look than looking to see what he was putting in her hand. But upon hearing Jake and feeling something tiny moving around in her hand, Sarah looks down with wide eyes. "D-did you just talk?" Sarah asks, completely baffled by the tiny young man around her age in her hand. Lizzie is still too upset with Michael to answer Jake.
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"Damn, forgot you could hear me." Jake turns to her huge, at least to him, face. He began to tremble, for there were many things she could do to him without Jake being able to fight back. She could crush him right here if she wanted to. At least Lizzie thought of him as a little friend. "Yes, I just talked, I'm a human, I just shrunk somehow." He explains. "Lizzie! Come on listen to me!" He shouts.
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Sarah lifts her pale hand with Jake on it closer up to her giant face with her green eyes still wide and her mouth slightly agape. She plucks the Polly Pocket off her hand and onto the towel to give the tiny human more room in her hand. She then gently pokes his tiny body with one of her fingers. "Wow, you're... you're really real. How did this happen to you? Who are you?"
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"Please don't poke me." He clears his throat and takes a deep breath. "My name is Jake Samuel, I go to Ryoing High School, I have absolutely no idea how I got this small, and I'm really scared. Please, I beg of you, don't kill me..
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"Kill you?" Sarah asks with an appalled expression. "Why on Earth would I kill you? Do you think I'm some sadistic murderer or something?" It turns out that she goes to the same school as Jake. But many people are afraid of her because she looks "Goth" but she's not. She just like darker colors and darker music of all genres. One teacher even thought she looked like a serial killer. It's the people that judge people by how they look that makes her made. She thinks that's what this tiny Jake fellow is doing now: judging her by her looks and thinking she's some kind of monster or something!
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"No, it's not like that!" He shakes her head at her frantically. "It's just your little brother thought I was a toy, and I'm very vurnerable at this size! People would take advantage of my size and even kill me! Well... I suppose I've been reading too many stories relative to shrinking. I have a macro-micro addiction..." I whisper to her shamefully. "I am just, really scared and I believe most people here would kill me. So far only Lizzie treated me like a person."
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Sarah sighs and calms. "Well, I'm not going to hurt you. I'll try and help you in fact. Do you have a family, friends, or anyone that I can bring you to that will take care of you while you're... well... tiny?"
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Jack sadly shakes her head at her. "My parents are in another country, most of my family is spread apart, and I rarely get in contact with my friends except at school. I'm pretty much on my own."
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"Really? That's so sad," Sarah says while gently caressing Jake's back with the tip of one of her pale pointer fingers.
Lizzie has overheard what Jake's said and sits down beside her older sister. "He doesn't have anyone to take care of him? Can we keep him, Sarah, pleeeeease?" the ten year old begs. "I promise to take care of him and be his friend."
"That's something that Jake needs to decide, not me," Sarah informs the little girl. "He's a person after all." Sarah looks back down at the little guy in her hand. "What do you say, Jake? Would you like to stay with us?"
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Jake takes a few minutes to think about it. If he doesn't go with them, he may soon meet his fate here on the beach. Yet if he goes with them, he may never see his family again. Then again, it would be forever until he saw them again either way. "Well, I suppose I can stay with you guys..."
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"Lizzie jumps with glee and lets out an excited, high-pitched squeal. Sarah quickly places her other hand like a wall between you an Lizzie just in case she got over excited and accidentally bumps into her hand or something. "We're going to have lots of fun, Jake. We could play games, you could sleep in my room." Lizzie gasps and her eyes widen. "We could play dress up!"
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Jake's eyes widen in response to the words "dress up." He shakes his head at her. "No Lizzie, I am not a dress up doll, remember? I'm a human! I don't want to play dress up, but if you really want, you can invite me to a... Tea party?" Inside Jake's mind, he was insulting himself, but he knew that he couldn't make Lizzie sad. It was either making her happy, or risk her fury.
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"Lizzie, Jake is right, he's not a toy, he's a person," Sarah adds.
"I... I know it's just..." Lizzie sighs. "I've always wanted to have a friend Jake's size. I just thought he'd like to play those kind of games. What other kinds of games could he play with me when I'm so big?"
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Jake sighs in relief, remembering that Sarah cares for him. "Well... There are quite a few games we could play together, Lizzie. We could play hide and seek?" He suggests.
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"Can we do that when we get home, please?" Lizzie begs.
"Only if Jake is up to it," Sarah answers while looking down at him.
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"As long as I don't get hurt, I'm fine with it." Jake replies, but then shoots Michael a glare. "And as long as HE is as far away from me as possible..."
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"But I want to play. It's not far," the eight year old pouts.
"You tried to put Jake in your pants, crazy!" Lizzie yells at her younger brother.
"Enough, you two. And you need to learn that Jake is not a toy to be played with, but a person, like all of us." Sarah sighs. "He'll learn. He's just young is all, but dangerous for a three inch tall young man, unfortunately." A woman calls out to the three of them all causing them to turn. "That's Mom and Dad," Sarah realizes. "It's time to go. It might be best if they not know about you yet, Jake." Sarah blushes, her pale skin making it very obvious. "I hope you don't mind this, Jake, but I have to hide you." She pulls on her bikini slightly and places him down against her bare breast underneath. She lets that part of the bikini down gently, ensuring that Jake won't fall out.
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Jake blushes so much that his entire face seems to be red. "Don't cuddle with them... Stay cool..." He thinks to himself, trying his best to resist perverted thoughts. "It's not like we are going out, I'm just a little friend to her, that's all..." Jake sighs a little and tries his best to make him comfortable in the bikini.
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She can't believe she just hid a little guy in her bikini, but it's better than the other hiding places, and isn't it a guy's fantasy to be there? No one has ever touched her breasts before and she can't pinpoint the reason why she allowed this three-inch man that privilege. Do I have a thing for this little guy? She gets up, causing her breasts to bounce very slightly as she and her siblings run to their parents and get in the van. She can feel Hake squirming to get comfortable which only sends ticklish feelings of pleasure, causing her to laugh.
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Jake eventually found himself in a comfortable position, now he had plenty of time to wonder why in the world did she put him in her of all places? They had only just met, they never ever really became friends! He was in deep thought the entire trip back to her home.
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While still in the can trip home, Lizzie -- having not seen where Sarah placed Jake, thankfully -- asks, "Where's Jake? Can I see him?"
"Jake is in a safe place, and you can play with him when we get home and when you get dressed. You wouldn't want to dress up in front if him, would you?" Sarah whispers back, causing Lizzie to blush and shy her head away. "We can't tell Mom and Dad yet about Jake. Eventually we'll have to, but we should try and wait for the right moment, ok?"
"Then I'll tell Mom and Dad about Jake if you don't let me play with him," Michael threatens.
"Michael, Jake is not a toy you can just play with. He's a person and until you treat him like one you won't get to see him," Sarah whispers strictly.
"Then I'll tell on you."
Sarah growls, "Fine, but only and only with Lizzie or me around."
Michael pouts but agrees.
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Jake wriggles in his hiding spot in protest. "Sarah! I don't want him to play with me! Besides, how would he tell on you guys if he tells them about a tiny teenager in your bikini?" He questions. "Nobody would believe that!"
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None of the three hear him from within her bikini; so, none of them respond to his protest. When the van arrives home, all the kids hurry up to get changed in some normal clothes. Sarah hurries up the stairs, causing her breasts and her passenger to bounce repeatedly, and closes the door to her room. She carefully reaches in and pulls him out of her bikini and places him on her pale palm. "Did you enjoy your ride, little man?" she asks, smiling pleasantly.
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Although he did somewhat enjoy the ride, and the fact that he had many questions to ask, he glared at her! Never had he thought that he wouldnglare at a person who could squish him with just her thumb! "You guys, as gonna let Michael play with me?!" Jake shouts angrily. "I would rather be a cat's toy! That kid tried putting me in his pants! And he thinks of me as a toy! I never even want to see him again!"
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"That's hard to do when you'll be living in the same house as you. He's just a kid. He'll understand you're not some toy, eventually, and we'll always be with you in case he tries something. Now..." Sarah opens her drawer and places Jake inside. "I have to change and this will ensure you don't peek. Just don't be playing in my panties, please." She giggles before she backs away to dress.
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Jake turns away from her, not only to give her privacy, but to be alone in his thoughts. "It'll be years before Michael stops thinking I'm a toy. I might have to escape, Sarah betrayed me..." He thinks to himself. "Lizzie I'm alright with, but not him! With his chubby little grip and his horrifying torture methods! I'm going to have to escape. But how?" He asks himself as he waits.
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