"Now to test how well this size changing mattress works," Kyle said as he pulled up at the beach.
"Hey, Donovan, how's it hanging? Catch some good waves?" Kyle asked as he rolled down his window.
Donovan was in his usual spot next to the bus stop. He had been surfing all morning as usual, and was now lounging on the strip of sand next to the bus stop. Most of his buddies had cars, and lived on the other side of town, so he usually took the bus.
"Need a lift home?" Kyle offered.
"Sure thanks, man," said Donovan opening the passenger door.
"Why don't you put your wet suit there, and lay down in back with your board."
"Hey, that's a new mattress, man. I don't want to get it dirty. Let me towel off first." he said putting his suit in he carefully wiped the sand off his board with his beach towel and set it gently on you. Then he toweled himself off thoroughly. He kicked off his flipflops and threw himself backwards on to you.
"Dang, this is the most comfortable mattress, I've ever been on," he said.
You purr and vibrate softly at being appreciated.
"Mmm," said Donovan closing his eyes.
Kyle turned the radio to soft music and started driving. Within 5 minutes Donovan was snoring. Kyle drove straight to his storage locker at the warehouse on the edge of town. He left the engine running and radio playing while he pulled up to the garage door entrance to his unit. He unlocked it. Rolled up the door and grabbed the Malibu Barbie van or maybe it was a generic knock-off.
"Guaranteed to change size to fit any size, and whatever's rolled up inside it will change size too," he said quoting Zentai's ad, "We'll see."
Slowly and gently, Kyle rolled Donovan up inside you. Then holding you with one hand, while Donovan snored on, he put the plastic toy van on the tailgate of the van. He opened the tiny van doors, and pushed the open van against your bottom edge.
You thought, he's got to be crazy, but you feel yourself shrinking and sliding through the opening of the tiny van. It's like it's bigger on the inside than on the outside,but it's not. It's you who are shrinking to fit - as advertised. Once the rolled up mattress is completely inside the van. Kyle lets it unroll. Donovan wakes up. He sits up in the pink plastic van.
"Hey, Kyle, what happened to your van?" He looked at the empty driver's seat. The voice answered from the rear of the van. A giant face filled the opening beyond the pink van doors.
"NOTHING HAPPENED TO MY VAN, LITTLE MAN!"
"Wait, what?" Kyle climbed out of the van, and stared in the cavernous steel hangar that was Kyle's van.
"Wow!" Donovan said, "I shrunk. Hey, the kiddie afternoon waves will be like tsunami's now. You gotta take me back to the beach."
Kyle took out the shrunken surfboard and mattress, and he tossed the mattress into his van. Instantly, you begin to expand to fit Kyle's van. Tiny Donovan runs away from the growing wall racing toward him. He runs straight into Kyle's open palm which closes around him.
"TOO EASY," whispered Kyle as he ties Donovan to a piece of cardboard that he prepared earlier.
Donovan's waist, neck, wrists and biceps are secured with twist ties through holes in the cardboard.
Then Kyle pulls down Donovan's board shorts.
"Hey!" shrieked Donovan kicking wildly.
"The buyer specified a Speedo. This one belonged to Barbie or Ken. Either way, you're anatomically different, so it will be a tight fit,"
After dressing Donovan in the pink Speedo, Kyle secured his legs to the cardboard with more twist ties, and then put the cardboard bound tiny man inside a plastic box.
"Wait? Buyer? I'm not an action figure!"
"No you're a collectible doll. A lot more fragile and with a heftier bounty."