“Well, it seems you girls are eager to leave, huh?” Mike says, oozing with smugness. “I was just trying to help you two. After all, the world's a dangerous place when you're tiny. Perhaps I should show you just how bad it can be?”
The girls attempt to run away once more, but Mike is easily able to snatch them up. After slipping them into a different pocket from the other two, he begins searching the library for a good way to dispose of them. Walking past rows upon rows of empty carrels, he is almost ready to simply flush them down a toilet before he spots his opportunity. She's a thin-framed Latina girl whom he recognizes from Linear Algebra last semester, though he doesn’t remember her name. He does remember how he used to love staring at her thick ass. For a second he considers shrinking her and keeping her too, but he has a better idea.
At the moment she's sitting at a table, deeply engrossed in her studying. Using the awesome power of the gun, Mike flips the switch to mind control and comes up behind her. Aiming carefully, he fires the gun at her. Although nothing appears to happen, he says “Stand up,” and the girl complies. She starts to ask what’s going on, so Mike adds a few more orders: “Stop talking, just stare forward, and pretend I’m not here until I tell you what to do.”
Mike then dumps all four girls onto a nearby table, which is fortunately possible given how empty this section of the library is. The table is high enough that the girls can’t run away.
The four girls huddle together both in fear and awe at Mike’s power. He grasps one of the runners, a rather bland brunette, and a roll of tape before heading to the Latina. Utilizing the power of the adhesive strip, he literally tapes the shrunken girl onto the transcendent and beautiful ass of the normal-sized girl. Still oblivious, thanks to the gun, he even steals a grope before returning to the group of tiny girls. He points to the taped-up brunette and begins explaining his lesson.
“Look girls, just see how dangerous it is. Like your friend, for instance. Observe what happens when she comes into a contact with a giant beauty!” he dictates with great flair.
He turns to the Latina girl. “Sit down,” he commands. In response, the Latina involuntarily falls back into her seat, unconsciously focusing the force of the fall into her meaty behind. The tiny girl's body, unable to take it, pops like a grape. The girls cry in terror from below Mike’s vision. They know they could be next. And for the other runner, she certainly was.
Mike sweeps the girls back in to the backpack as he makes his way to the exit. Passing by the Latina girl, he notices a small red stain, locked under a piece of tape, slowly leaking onto the chair. The girl would notice the stain, but she would never find out what it really was. Satisfied, he smiles at her. “Forget you ever saw any of us,” he says, and makes his way to...