Zoey, his 13 year old daughter
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
marcinballa
Inside the shrunken bank, Bernie looked on in amazement. The half inch shrunken thief thought his plan was practically foolproof. He thought he would be able to figure out and rob the bank at his own pace once he had shrunken it. Now, he was looking out the window at the massive bare feet of his thirteen year old daughter, Zoey.
Zoey was confused at why this model building was in the living room. It looked like an exact, but scaled down replica of that bank a mile down the road. “Why the hell did dad get this?” she whispered, and lifted the building up using two hands.
Inside of the bank, Bernie lost balance. His giant daughter was unaware of the havoc she was causing. Cabinets tipped over, a water cooler tumbled by, and even Bernie continuously fell and could not get back to his feet. “Zoey! Put me down!” he yelled, though he knew he would not be heard.
Zoey lifted the bank up and brought her face down to once of the windows. Her massive pupil darted back and forth. “This is pretty cool, I wonder where dad got it,” she mumbled to herself. Despite the fact that she was thirteen and no longer played with dolls, a nostalgic part of her still enjoyed collecting them. Her dad must’ve gotten this for her.
“HEY DAD, ARE YOU HOME?” the teenager’s voice thundered. Bernie clenched his ears as Zoey was still holding the dollhouse close to her face when she did this.
With no answer to her question, Zoey figured her dad must’ve stepped out and would be back shortly. Placing the bank down on the ground, Zoey placed her hands underneath the roof and began to pull upward. “Well let’s take a look,” the girl said to herself. The roof began to creak as the giantess was about to tear it off.
Bernie was panicking now. The shrink ray was still not charged and his giantess of a daughter would see him at any second. Thinking quickly, what does Bernie decide to do?
Zoey was confused at why this model building was in the living room. It looked like an exact, but scaled down replica of that bank a mile down the road. “Why the hell did dad get this?” she whispered, and lifted the building up using two hands.
Inside of the bank, Bernie lost balance. His giant daughter was unaware of the havoc she was causing. Cabinets tipped over, a water cooler tumbled by, and even Bernie continuously fell and could not get back to his feet. “Zoey! Put me down!” he yelled, though he knew he would not be heard.
Zoey lifted the bank up and brought her face down to once of the windows. Her massive pupil darted back and forth. “This is pretty cool, I wonder where dad got it,” she mumbled to herself. Despite the fact that she was thirteen and no longer played with dolls, a nostalgic part of her still enjoyed collecting them. Her dad must’ve gotten this for her.
“HEY DAD, ARE YOU HOME?” the teenager’s voice thundered. Bernie clenched his ears as Zoey was still holding the dollhouse close to her face when she did this.
With no answer to her question, Zoey figured her dad must’ve stepped out and would be back shortly. Placing the bank down on the ground, Zoey placed her hands underneath the roof and began to pull upward. “Well let’s take a look,” the girl said to herself. The roof began to creak as the giantess was about to tear it off.
Bernie was panicking now. The shrink ray was still not charged and his giantess of a daughter would see him at any second. Thinking quickly, what does Bernie decide to do?
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