You panicked as you saw the name Tiny collection company on the woman's otherwise plain white shirt. You recognized the company from their many ads in the news where they advertised their large scale retail of tiny people they had collected through their agents.
The giant hand soon dispensed to you in a large metal crate that the woman was carrying in her other hand. You landed against the cold surface as you looked around and saw many others sharing the same fate as you. They were all freaking out in realization of what had just happened to them. The box shifts as you collide bodies with some of the other trapped individual's.
You stay in this box for the next couple of hours as many others are dispensed alongside you. You go through the processes of grief as the realization of your eventual selling sets down upon you. The box is soon opened and you are all dumped into a clear cage in what appears to be the back of a van. The woman laughs as she sees all of your hopeless struggles and makes her way to the driving seat.
The van makes its way out of the parking lot as you recognize some of your friends in the box. You make your way to your friend Wendy, a 17-year-old brunette girl who would have killer curves if not for her tiny size. You make your way to her and hug her as you both weep and sorrow.
"what are we going to do Ken?" She asks you.
" I don't know we just have to stick together I guess."
She embraces you as the van comes to a stop and the doors open in the back. The same woman retrieves the cage and brings it inside the now clearly visible assortment factory. You embrace wendy as you are dumped onto a conveyor belt. The conveyor belt loops around the factory until you see were dumped into a box labeled
The giant hand soon dispensed to you in a large metal crate that the woman was carrying in her other hand. You landed against the cold surface as you looked around and saw many others sharing the same fate as you. They were all freaking out in realization of what had just happened to them. The box shifts as you collide bodies with some of the other trapped individual's.
You stay in this box for the next couple of hours as many others are dispensed alongside you. You go through the processes of grief as the realization of your eventual selling sets down upon you. The box is soon opened and you are all dumped into a clear cage in what appears to be the back of a van. The woman laughs as she sees all of your hopeless struggles and makes her way to the driving seat.
The van makes its way out of the parking lot as you recognize some of your friends in the box. You make your way to your friend Wendy, a 17-year-old brunette girl who would have killer curves if not for her tiny size. You make your way to her and hug her as you both weep and sorrow.
"what are we going to do Ken?" She asks you.
" I don't know we just have to stick together I guess."
She embraces you as the van comes to a stop and the doors open in the back. The same woman retrieves the cage and brings it inside the now clearly visible assortment factory. You embrace wendy as you are dumped onto a conveyor belt. The conveyor belt loops around the factory until you see were dumped into a box labeled
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June 3, 2023
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