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Story:
She had spent her life a lowly servant to the beautiful princess, but soon that would be over. The servant girl was engaged to marry the Duke, and would be free of her servanthood soon. In a moment of rage, she told the spoiled, rotten princess who tormented her daily just what she really thought of her, and stormed out of the castle. She would be married soon, the wife of a Duke... it didn't matter... Or so she thought.
Looking behind her, she saw the rotten princess following her along the dirt path. Her majesty was past being surprised by the words that had been screamed at her, but her attention had been turned to the lowly servant who had dared to insult her. A huge grin donned her face. She lifted her right hand, and a glowing, magical light shown from it.
It wasn't long before the servant understood that it was directed at her. The effects of the princess's spell were dizzying at first, then frightening beyond words. The entire world began to grow larger, the rocks, the grass, the sky seemed even further away. Then, her royal highness' giant feet plopped down on either side of the tiny girl.
She was quickly clutched between the princess' glowing fingers, and her body dwindled even more. The princess sat down, not saying a word as she lifted up her right foot, and skillfully took two strands of thread, knotting them around her tiny wrists and ankles, and fastening them around her middle toe. The tiny servant's face was pressed into the soft, smelly, dirty flesh, as the princess shrank her just a bit more, pulling her snuggly into the princess' smelly toe.
"There, perfect size! Shrinkums!" the princess finally said with a giggle. "I was NEEDING a new toe-ring!" she grinned, scrunching her giant, filthy toes around the tiny girl's body. She couldn't believe it. There would be no wedding, there would be no escape, she thought, as the princess got to her feet, grinding her toes around her. Under the darkness of the princess' dress, she watched the ground drop away, then BOOM!, drop away, then BOOM!, slamming her into the long dirt path leading back to the castle.
She could hear the rotten girl laughing, high above.
Devious Comments
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Imagination is far more important than Knowledge. "Albert Einstein".
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Imagination is far more important than Knowledge. "Albert Einstein".
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"Shrinkums!"
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"Shrinkums!"
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