Ballet, part 3

[Part 3]

Startled, Charlotte leapt back. Only a few seconds after, she was able to approach the clothes that contained a tiny woman that was apparently trying to get out of. "A-Ava?" Charlotte called out to the struggling, naked woman. "You BITCH!" She clearly heard her say. It was surreal. The living doll she had in front of her was actually alive. And she had been her usual size no more than a few seconds earlier. "Did...  Did I do this?" Charlotte was still surprised by the turn of events. "Of course you did, you clumsy bastard! Now get me back to normal!" It was weird for somebody that small to be that bossy, but her tone had worked. Without thinking about it, Charlotte scanned the ground, searching for the gun she had scrapped earlier. 

As her gaze moved around the floor, she spotted a number of doll sized people emerging from various corners of the room. It was the girls! They were probably hiding when she had entered the room, and now that they had seen she had no ill intent, they were coming out of their hiding places. "Get her!" She heard a familiar voice scream. For a second, she thought that the call was intended for her, and she actually feared the tiny figures sprinting to the center of the room. Then she realized that they were running for Ava. Of course! She had shrunken all of them! It was so obvious now that she thought about it, but the situation was so absurd that she could not come to terms with it earlier. She saw the one that was clearly Amelia tackle Ava to the floor, while a few others that she couldn't recognize immediately had come to her rescue. Looking closer, she could spot Elise by her unmistakeable green dyed hair, and another that was probably one of the twins. They were all naked, and grappling on the ground while Ava struggled to wriggle free. "What are you doing Charlotte! Come and help us!"

Charlotte snapped out of her trance, and bent towards the fighting girls. Instictively, she picked up Ava, easily snatching her away from the group of naked girls holding her down. "Put me down!" She heard her scream "Put me down NOW!". She sounded furious, but in this moment, all Charlotte was feeling was a raw sense of power like she never had before. As she held the angry girl in her hand, she felt like king kong in the famous scene where he has the tiny actress in his grip, and the feeling was priceless. It was the closest she'd ever come to fulfil her secret fantasy, and it was intoxicating. She could feel Ava's struggles, and with each useless squirm, she felt more and more powerful. 

"Charlie, thank God you're here!" Amelia said to her, distracting her from the prize in her hand. "I don't know what the hell is that toy gun, but she waited till we were in groups and she shrunk us! It was horrible!" Charlotte saw that she was on the verge of tears, but she was able to hold them in. The leader had to stay strong. "Quick, go get something to tie her up, so we can grow back and go to the police!" Charlotte quickly stood up and ran to the door, determined to get a piece of tape to secure an angry Ava. 

She opened the door that led to the corridor, and as she put her flats back on, she could still feel Ava trying to get free from her hand. She wasn't the only one who didn't want to go to the police. To Charlotte, this was the only chance she would ever get to own somebody all to herself, and Amelia wanted to ruin her lifelong dream by making her deliver Ava to the police. It wasn't fair! She rummaged through the drawer in her desk until she found a roll of transparent tape, which she used to secure Ava's ankles together, and to block her arms behind her back. Even though she was still screaming in anger, she looked so powerless on her desk, and Charlotte thought again that there needed to be a way she could keep her to herself. She stood up, resigned to the fact that she was about to grow the girls back, and lose the only chance at having her own human pet to train, when she saw the shoebox where she kept the trainers she used when she wanted to workout during her lunchbreak; she smiled, as an evil idea formed in her head.

She entered the hall in a haste, forgetting to remove her own flats. Normally, it would have meant to be scolded by the head instructor, but now everybody had bigger fish to fry. The girls had gathered together around the shrinking gun and were apparently consoling each other. They had probably tried to make it work in reverse, but were too small to operate it. They saw Charlotte come back with a tied up Ava in one hand, and a shoebox in the other, and were not sure what was happening. Seeing them all there, all together, Charlotte knew she had taken the right decision. She decided to play it cool since they seemed to be less that they were supposed to, and she didn't want to give the others a chance to run away before she could reveal her actual intentions. "What took you so long!" Amelia had recovered her usual tone. Even at the size of an hamster, she couldn't help but boss people around. "I needed to get some information from her" Charlotte lied, letting a tied up Ava hang upside down from the tip of her fingers. She had even gagged her using a small piece of tape, so she wouldn't be able to warn the others even if she had wanted to. 

"So, apparently that gun has a limited battery life" she had thought of that lie while going back to the hall. "And you'll need to be all in the same spot, or somebody might risk staying small forever" She saw a few of the girls cry in distress. "Don't worry! I brought something that can help make sure you're all together!" She opened the shoebox, and took her worn trainers out of it. She could see an expression of disgust on some of the girls' faces, and couldn't be happier. "Wait to see what's next" she thought to herself. "Come on, let me help you inside!" She extended the palm of her hand to the group of girls. Nobody seemed to walk towards her, so she encouraged them. "Come on, the sooner you get in, the sooner we end this nightmare!". Amelia looked suspicious, but eventually she encouraged the girls to walk on the extended palm one by one. As she put the hopeful tinies in the box one by one, Charlotte could barely hide her excitement. Why stop at one woman, when she could have the whole class of snobby girls all to herself? Amelia caught her by surprise when she had asked her why Ava had shrunken them, and what could be her plan. In a panic, Charlotte made up a horrible lie. "She wanted to eat you" Amelia looked horrified at the mere thought, while Ava frantically screamed that it wasn't true. Unfortunately, Charlotte had gagged her quite well, effectively making it impossible for her to emit a sound that wasn't just incoherent gibberish. "Just stay here" Charlotte said while putting Ava on top of a nearby table. "We're so lucky you found us." Amelia sincerely said to Charlotte while she put the naked girl in the box one by one. She couldn't know how terribly wrong she was.

Carefully examining the remaning women, she asked "Isn't somebody missing?" She was sure that someone wasn't there now that she noticed that one of the twins wasn't anywhere to be seen, but she had seen both of them walk in the gym that morning. "Yes, we can't find Mia." Amelia said, shaking her head. "But she's the only one who's unaccounted for. The others..." She stopped, not really knowing how to break the news "They shrunk even smaller". Charlotte inspected the twin she could see, and she noticed she was holding an almost microscopic naked woman in the palm of her already small hand. "Oh my god..." she feigned pity, but she found the whole thing even more exciting. "What happened?". She asked, while she put yet another girl in the box. "Ava was holding them in her hand when you shrunk her". Looking closely, she could see another girl the size of the smaller twin hugging Amelia's ankle in search of comfort. She coulnd't recognize her yet, but she looked terrified. "We still can't find Mia anywhere. I hope she's ok". Amelia looked sincerely worried, and Charlotte was, too; but for a different reason. She hoped to find her soon so she wouldn't have to be worried about somebody else finding her and going around saying that a bunch of women had been shrunk during her shift. 

Only Amelia and two other girls were left outside the box, excluding a tied up Ava on the table next to them, who wouln't stop emitting angry screams which were muffled by the tape that covered her mouth. Amelia only seemed to realize that moment that Charlotte had kept her shoes on, and she reproached her. "Come on, Charlotte" She would only use her full name when she was angry for some reason. "You know you're not supposed to wear shoes here". This woman was unnerving. In a situation like that, she had found the time to scold the only person who could rescue her from a terrible fate. Charlotte gave her an angry look, but she decided to comply. She took off her flats, and put them aside. "There, happy now?" She said, not making too much of an effort to conceal her resentment. She  kneeled back to pick one of the remaining girls and put her in the shoebox. As she raised the heels of her bare feet to get her knees on the ground, she heard a scream from the other girl that was behind her. 

"OH MY GOD!" It was Sharon, who had one hand on top of her mouth, and the other pointing at Charlotte's left foot. What could have been so disturbing? Whatever it was, the girl didn't seem to even be able to say it. Charlotte sat on the ground and bent her leg in order to check under the bottom of her foot. When she saw what had upset Sharon so much, she laughed her heart out.

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