I always volunteered as there weren’t many men on staff and very few boys from their school’s campus across town pursuing acting. It wasn’t unti... rehearsals began that I found that Glory’s parents had forced her to join. It seems she wouldn’t be going to college right away but her parents didn’t want her getting into any mischief with all that free time. Idle hands and all.. The play was the same old trite and mind-numbing nonsense the school always performed. I would be playing the role of Mr.. She had been prepared for surgery, even booking her appointment at the clinic, but Doctor Calvin had taken a personal interest in her case, and had explained the details of an exciting new procedure. Injections of a genetically-engineered growth hormone into the breast tissue would lead to sudden and pronounced growth - and, to counteract the pain of the procedure, Doctor Calvin would place the patient in a deep hypnotic trance. No ugly scars, no sacks of silicon gel waiting to burst or leak,. A great rage burned through my soul.“You killed her!”The Paragon grinned at me and then took a step towards me. Another. Her fists flinched. Greta roared, swinging at the Paragon from the side. The monstrous, mongrel thing threw out a punch, crashing into Greta’s chest. Only a last moment spray of water blunted the blow. She fell back in a clatter.“Hand over my Father’s amulet, and no more of your family need die today,” the Paragon said, lumbering up the hill at me.“You will submit!” I. Needless to say he was promptly shrunken and was now residing at the size of a ladybug between the delinquent’s grimey toes.This is where our story begins…Carmen sighed a breath of relief as she walked into her home, shutting the door behind her, her grin never once leaving her face. Life is good when you're basically a goddess - a hell of a lot better than it is for the guy stuck between her fetid toes, probably choking on the stench. The though makes her giggle slightly, her toes clenching.