"Right, Ashley", I said, "I'm sorry it has to be this way, but you were
a snooty, stuck-up little bitch who thought she was better than every-
body else, who needed to be cut down to size. Telephone your mother in
the school, and tell her exactly what happened to you and why, and for her to bring some discreet law-makers-a female Judge, male lawyer, and
a male and female Police officer. Is that clear?" "Crystal", she replied
honestly, and so, a few hours later, I, as well as Ashley, along with
Judge Julia Grant, Sergeant Paul Adamson, Lawyer Richard Long, and WPC
Catherine Williams in Mrs. Andrea Miller's Personal Office, with Mrs.
Miller presiding over her old friends, heard them chorus-Ashley and
Andrea excepted-"Oh, come on! Do you really expect us to believe that load of bull?" I sighed. "Not really. Maybe a demonstration is in order?" "Like what?" Sergeant Paul Adamson sniggered. Andrea replied, "How about a nude, 6-inch-tall Cathy Williams on the table, alive?" "I'm game", WPC Cathy Williams said, "Because we all know it won't happen!" I pointed my ring at Cathy and said "I wish WPC Catherine Williams to be nude, six inches tall, and on Mrs. Miller's table, alive and breathing easily". She yelped in surprise as the wish took effect,and almost fell off, but was caught by Ashley. "Hey", said Ashley softly, "Easy now, I've got you. He won't hurt you. I'm going to place you in the centre of the table, but don't cover your private parts, OK?" "OK, but when do I get my clothes back, and how do I go to the loo?" Mrs. Miller said kindly, "You can use my ashtrays as your loo". I noticed that the sniggering had stopped. "Convinced?" I asked, and everyone began to chorus, "YE-" when I stopped them, and a grateful Cathy heard me say softly yet firmly, "Careful! You'll burst her eardrums!" I said, "Now, listen very carefully, with respect for Cathy's tiny size". "Very well", they whispered, and I said, "Good. That tone of voice is acceptable in a conversation with her at her present height of six inches. Julia, are you now convinced of my power?" "Yes", she said quietly. Mrs. Miller spoke softly to Cathy, "Finished, my sweet little doll?" Andrea Miller heard Cathy reply, "Yes, but I'm smelly and dirty". "Well, we can't have that, now can we? The nude young blonde girl replied, "Where are we going?" "To get you washed and freshened up, of course", the bigger of the two replied with a reassuring smile. "Paul", I said, "Are you now convinced of my power?" "Definitely! But can you make her normal-sized again?" Unsurprisingly, it was Ashley who answered, and I was proud of her way of replying, "Well, he shrunk me from my normal height of 5ft. 8ins., to a mere 5' "2 in physical size, but after I begged with him-yes,I did literally beg him to restore me to my height of five feet eight inches, in return for which I promised to anything he wanted". "Can I speak to Miss Miller?" Cathy asked. "Well, if you swear not to cover your tits or private parts, yes, Cathy, you can", I said, adding, "Deal?" "Deal", she agreed, and walked towards Ashley, asking, "So what did you think of your shrinking experience? Was it beneficial to you personally?" "It definitely was beneficial to me. You see Cathy, before my...'shrinking experience', as you so politely phrased it, I was not the nicest person to be around. In fact, if I'd met myself, I'd give myself a wide berth. You see, originally I was arrogant, pig-headed, stand-offish, rude and believed myself to be superior to everybody else, then Chris, bearing a magical ring that gave him real magical power, came along, and cut me down to size". WPC Catherine Williams asked, "And how do you feel about your...experience? Also, what should I call you? Plus, what did you think of me at 6ins. in height?" Ashley Miller replied, "I'll not lie to you, Cathy. I was a little scared at first, but it soon became clear that Christopher had no intention of hurting me, or any girl, if it comes to that. Well, you can call me Ashley Miller, Ashley, Ash-a short form of my first name, or my nickname, Mills". "Mills?" the puzzled nude 5ft. 9in. tall girl repeated. Taking pity on the nude girl, Mrs. Andrea Miller said, "My daughter Ashley Cynthia Anne Miller was born on my cousin's Norfolk farm between two windmills, and once she could talk, there was no stopping her. She named the mill on her left 'Milly' and the one on her right 'Breezy', hence the nickname, Mills". Ashley put her face in her hands. "Please, somebody just shoot me now!" she moaned. "Surely all mothers don't humiliate their children?" Christopher leant towards Andrea Miller, and in clipped, precise tones, said, "No. They. do. nothing. of. the. kind. Cut. it. out. Mrs. Andrea Miller", and Mrs. Miller flinched visibly. "I apologise, daughter", she said. "And I accept the apology, mother", Ashley said, addimg, "Please may I be Christopher's slave?" Judge Julia Grant asked, "Ashley, are you sure that this is what you want?" Ashley replied, "Yes". Sergeant Paul Adamson said, "Chris, did you bully her into this?" I said coldly, "Get this, and get it straight: I do NOT bully, coerce, hit and/or intimidate girls or women. Understand?" Terrified, the officer noddded his understanding. Lawyer Richard Long asked,"What will you do with them, Chris?" "Treat them fairly and kindly. Admittedly, they will be collared, leashed and tattooed, to mark them as my personal property, but as long as they do as I say, then they will live happy and contented lives".