“What are you doing?” Heather shrieked as she began to shrink. Kelly just laughed in response, watching Heather get smaller and smaller. Once Heather was toddler-sized, Kelly stopped. Heather gaped at her, too shocked to respond.
Using Heather’s frozen surprise to her advantage, Kelly scooped the bully up and put her into her car, strapping her into the car seat she had brought along for this purpose.
“You brat, what did you do to me?” Heather demanded as the car pulled away from the school. Kelly merely grinned at her.
“I cut you down to size, Heather.” With that, she remained silent, ignoring Heather’s shouts and threats. Eventually, they pulled up in front of a preschool, the same one that Kelly and her sister had attended. “All right, sweetie, time to put you in your uniform.”
“Uniform? What are you talking about?” Kelly unbuckled Heather from the car seat and then laid her on her back. Heather attempted to break free, but was easily overpowered by Kelly, who proceeded to redress Heather. Heather’s silk panties were replaced by cheap one-use training pants, and her designer clothes were exchanged for the preschool uniform that had been used by both Kelly and Megan, and as such, was very worn. Finally, Kelly put Heather’s hair into pigtails.
“Perfect!” Kelly picked Heather up and carried her into the preschool. “Excuse me?” she said to the person at the front desk.
“Yes?” the young woman said. Kelly smiled.
“I saw this little girl wandering around outside. I think you have an escapee.”
“Nowhere else uses this uniform. You must be right,” the young woman said, taking Heather from Kelly. “I don’t know how she got out…”
“Well, I guess now you know to keep a close eye on her.”
“We most certainly do. Thank you.”
“No problem!” Kelly chirped. She walked out of the preschool, smiling at the scolding Heather was getting from the preschool employee.