Jessie slowly regains consciousness. When she does she finds that although she can move to some degree, time is passing at an incredible pace. It seems that the lights in the room are constantly flickering, and she is aware of the Collector only as a large blurry form, which appears and disappears in the blink of an eye.
She is in the display case, surrounded by the other "dolls" she had seen when she arrived. She now finds that she can speak to them and they can speak to her, although from time to time one of them appears to vanish in mid sentence, only to briefly appear naked on the table across the room.
The red-headed meter-reader's story is much the same as hers. She was doing her usual route, next thing she knew she found herself in the display case, like some sort of trophy.
Others told stories of meeting the Collector, while going about their daily affairs. They saw a flash of light, and found themselves on this shelf.
One unfortunate blond lady had had an encounter with him in a minor traffic accident. She had started to accuse him of wreck-less driving. There was a very bright flash, and she came to, here in his cellar. She noticed that her car was on a shelf on the other side of the room.
Jessie was beginning to wonder if she would spend the rest of her life as a trophy, gathering dust. Suddenly she found herself in the grip of a giant hand. Her clothes seemed to vanish, and she was transported to the table.
She saw a green flash, and time seemed to return to it's normal pace.
The Giant Collector filled an eye dropper with warm water, and proceeded to wash down her cunt, and give her an enema.
She heard the booming voice of her giant captor. "Hello, my dear. I've been looking forward to this for a couple of months now."
Months! - It had seemed like only a couple of hours!
As he spoke he examined her body under a magnifying glass, probing her orifices with the dropper.
Jessie attempted to struggle, but she was no match for her giant tormentor.
The collector continued, "I have a grandson who's just about to have his thirteen'th birthday. He's becoming sexually inquisitive, and I think, with a few adjustments, you might make the perfect birthday gift."
As he spoke, the Collector looped coils of thread around Jessie's wrists, and ankles. He asked her if there was any feature which she would like changed on her body. "I note that you are a bit flat-chested, I think my grandson would like something in a larger cup size."
He placed a small shining device over her chest. There was a humming sound, and it felt as if her chest was about to burst. The next thing she knew, Jessie looked down to see that her former B-cup breasts were now the proportional equivalent of a Double D.
I think perhaps, the hips could also use a little enlargement, to allow the kid to get a better look. And, while I'm at it perhaps a smaller waist. You know the tastes of adolescent males...
Again he placed a couple of instruments over Jessie's body. They began to hum and Jessie felt like she was about to be torn apart.
"I think I'll return you to stasis and scale you up a bit so I can have a bit of fun with you before I pack you up for the kid..."
There was a blue flash, and time seemed to slow again, Jessie began to feel dizzy as the room shrank around her. Again Jessie lost consciousness.
When she came to, every part of Jessie's body ached. It felt like her ass had been stretched to it's limits, and her cunt would be sore for a week. Her tits were black and blue, and her jaw ached when she tried to speak.
She was back to doll size.
The Collector was mumbling something about having to accelerate her metabolism so she would heal a bit before he packs her in the gift box. He was putting together what appeared to be a copy of the device he had used to shrink her.
"This Unit is customized to work only on you... We wouldn't want the kid to draw attention to himself by grabbing the wrong girl."
As he worked he continued, "This will allow him to scale you up or down as he pleases. However, when you are near normal size, it will stop time from your perspective. That way you will not be able to get away."
Again there was a blue flash, and Jessie found herself in the dark in a box. I moment later she heard a very quick rendition of "Happy Birthday."