It Suits Me: Chapter 24 (Patreon)

Jessica did not want to stop being a doll so she left with Isabella to find the professor. Tina wanted nothing to do with Greek issues. I gave her orders not to shrink anybody without calling me first for permission. If she ended up shrinking someone for any reason, I had to be informed as well. After that, I sent her back to her life.

Danny, Sandra, Joel, and Ken started spitballing ideas for a rescue. They came up with over a dozen scenarios and shot holes into them all as a way to give me ideas while I tried to figure what the actual plan was.

After a few hours, Jessica returned, “We found the professor. He’s going to help. I took Isabella to the caff for human food since she’s been living on scraps for weeks. She called her mother and she came and picked her up. I had to explain to her mother what had happened. I don’t think she understood. But she believed me that Isabella had not been ignoring her for six weeks.”

“Do you think she’ll return to campus?”

“I don’t know. She asked Pritcher if she could withdraw and get her money back and he said that would be more difficult but he could help if that was her decision.”

I said, “Okay, I have a plan. And it does not need speed. We’ll reconvene before dinner here tomorrow. Danny, I suggest you sleep in Sandra’s room tonight. Ken, you can crash here or take your chances out there. How’s you ankle?”

“Tender. I should probably sleep on your couch since you’ve offered it,” Ken said.

Joel said goodnight to us and disappeared into his bedroom.

My room was finally empty except for Jessica.

“So, what’s the plan?” Jessica said.

“Ha, ha.”

* * *

In the middle of the night, I woke up to sound in the common room. I got out of bed without waking Jessica and opened the door to my room. Ken was getting dressed.

“What’s up, Ken?”

“Oh, Barry. I couldn’t sleep. The couch looks comfortable in theory but in practice, not so much. Sorry if I woke you.”

“Arctic Armadillo.”

Ken’s head drooped forward as he entered a trance. “What’s actually going on, Ken?”

“I was going to go find Gerald.”

“Did he command that of you and the girls Maria hypnotized?”

“Yes. When you were ready to make your move, we were to report to him.”

“What were you going to tell him?”

“That you had a plan you were going to enact tomorrow.”

“What else?”

“Not much. I was going to tell him how you were going to distribute the plan and see if he had any instructions for me about that.”

“I hope you are in the mood to give me a blowjob.”

“I never did get to do that. I had been looking forward to it.”

“When I wake you up, you will forget about seeing Gerald for now and you fulfill your promise to Maria about giving me a blowjob. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“Wake up when I count to three. 1.. 2.. 3.”

“Barry,” Ken said as if just noticing me.

“Hey, Ken. Trouble sleeping?”

“No, no. Although I was wondering if you would like me do you a favor.”

“What kind of favor?”

“I never did give you that blowjob.”

“That’s a kind favor.”

“Have a seat.”

He was good. Really good. Not sure if I should ask him about that later. “You can speak freely and move from the neck up.”

“Why did we do this?”

“Why were you about to leave?”

“How did you know I was leaving?”

“I used Maria’s trigger on you.” I said. “I have a feeling Gerald did as well before you were given to Tina. Remember everything he told you and tell me it now.”

“Oh, oh,” he said. “I was about to go tell him your plan.”

“What else did he plant within you?”

“Just general instruction to disrupt your plans. I don’t think they would have worked because you already had given me instructions to do what’s best for you over my own desires.”

“Let’s remove all of this.”

I spent a good twenty minutes making sure Ken no longer reacted to Maria’s trigger, no longer had any programming from Maria or Gerald lurking in his mind, and reinforced my instructions that my desires are more important than his own. When I was done, I said, “Do you want to stay as a doll or should I restore you now?”

“Actually, I’ve been really curious about your powers since I heard about Diana and Roxy turning into mannequins. Have you done anything else like that?”

“Maya was the first mannequin. Amy was turned into a statue. Jessica was turned into a weird sex toy.”

“What if you turned me into a woman?” Ken said.

“Really?”

“You can turn me into a mannequin, the mannequin could be a female figure. Why couldn’t you turn me into a woman?”

“I never thought about that.”

“If it works, you can probably turn Isabella into an actual animal pet.”

“You want me to do this now?”

“Yes, make me look like a triplet to the Feldon twins.”

“Buffy and Abby. You want to stand out.”

“If I’m going to be a woman, I want to be a hot woman.”

“Fair.”

“Turn into an exact duplicate of Buffy Feldon.”

Kenneth’s form shifted and he got slightly shorter. It looked like Buffy was sitting across from me, wearing the clothes Joel had given Kenneth earlier that evening.

“How do I look?” She said. “Oh, my voice!”

“You wanted hot. Hot you got.”

“Am I still a doll?”

“Technically, but your body is fully human at the moment. I didn’t tell you to turn into a Buffy Doll.”

She stood up and went into the bathroom to look in the mirror, “I am hot.”

“No arguments here.”

She returned to the room and sat next to me, close to me. “You do good work. Good work should be rewarded.” Her lips met mine and I kissed her back. We made out like teenagers for a while. When I came up for air, she was completely naked and my shirt had disappeared. She was sitting with her back pressed up against me. My hands were casually supporting her breasts. She said, “Were you holding out on me because I was a guy? With your powers, you should embrace bisexuality.”

“Isn’t that what I was just doing?”

“I didn’t say embrace a bisexual, although I certainly enjoyed it. I meant you should be able to do what we were just doing with guys and gals.”

“Maybe someday.”

After a moment, she said, “What do you think the odds are that Gerald is awake around three in the morning?”

“Hopefully in the zero range but given his paranoia, probably fifty-fifty.”

“So, I’m indistinguishable from Buffy, normal height, and not trapped in the basement of Kappa Xi,” Kenneth said. “Should I attend her classes later today?”

“That’s an interesting thought.”

“Or I could go to the police and say I escaped from the Kappa Xi house.”

“But when they find a bunch of short people, they might wonder why you weren’t shrunk.”

“If you can turn me into this, shrinking me should not be hard for you,” Kenny said.

“Shrink down to eight inches tall.”

“Whoa,” she managed to say as she shrank down.

I went to my closet and got out a washcloth. I picked her up with the wash cloth. “You should be able to wrap this around you like a normal towel.”

It took Kenneth a few tries but he managed to turn the cloth into a sleeveless dress. “What are we going to do now?” She said. She had to shout a bit to be easily heard.

“I’m taking you to the police station. You just escaped from the house and you can tell the police there are still people there.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

* * *

Just before dawn, the police arrived at the Kappa Xi Epsilon fraternity house in full force. The house was surrounded and all entrances were guarded as a search warrant was served. Twelve shrunken people were found in the crawlspace under the house.

When it was discovered that Gerald was not there, I handed Kenneth to Jessica and said, “Handle getting the others unshrunk for me. I need to find Diana.”

“I’m coming with you,” Joel said.

We went to the clothing store Maya had told me Diana was at. When we arrived, she was still standing in the window and an argument could be heard coming from behind the store. I hurried around the corner to find Gerald arguing with an older woman about collecting his mannequin.

“So, you admit you stashed her here, Gerald?” I called out as I got closer.

“You. YOU!” Gerald shouted. “I’m going to destroy you.”

“You sound like a comic book villain,” Joel taunted as he rounded the other corner, penning Gerald between us. He was holding his phone up, recording the encounter.

“How did you get restored?” Gerald said. “That stupid bitch let you go?”

“No, I was rescued. Just like your other victims were rescued.”

A siren sounded from about a block away.

“Did you call the police, Joel?” I said.

“I did.”

Two officers appeared from around the corner. “Gerald Avignon? We’d like to ask you a few questions downtown.”

“You can talk to my lawyer.”