Following the success of the Barbie movie, executives went ahead with an idea that they had been formulating that mapped in-line with recent breakthroughs of secret atomic experiments. It was found that using particle accelerated physics and atomic restructuring, non-living objects could be shrunk down in size while maintaining their form. While typically useless, as it was impossible to grow anything back to normal size and the process was expensive, the exec’s idea was to sell specialized Barbie clothing, marketed as Barbie Doll, which could both fit onto a person, and, using the technology, shrink instantly to Barbie doll size. People could wear their favorite Barbie clothes, and then shrink it to fit their favorite Barbie dolls. The clothes could not revert back, but the idea was such a hit in tests that it was put to market quickly.
What scientists did not know or test is that a specific pink ballerina flat had been coaxed with polypane leather which contains traces of carbon-like materials. The leather, made from living materials, was used to make the shoes shine with a glow. However, this made the nuclear fission process apply to whatever living object was in contact with it. The flats were rare enough that they were not well known or tested on.
Kelly wore such flats. She was excited to try to shrink her clothes after she wore them. Fortunately for her, the dress she wore did not reach down to her flats to make an accident occur, but unfortunately for her, she wore pink-coated pantyhose that ultimately did.
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“Step 4: It says you have to take them off, first.” Kelly said to her friend Jeremy. Kelly had bought a dollhouse with some dolls to try new clothes on. She had already shrunk down 4 outfits and was now working on the 5th. He liked seeing that her sense of style had improved since the Barbie movie, but did not particularly care for the doll dress-up part.
“Yeah I guess.” He said, impassively, holding one of the dolls in his hand with its shrunken Barbie Doll clothes. But he hatched an idea. “Why don’t you try ignoring that direction this time? See what happens.”
“You mean shrink me?” Kelly responded. “But it says the clothes will just rip off of me if I try that. Isn’t it dangerous?”
“That sounds fun.” Jeremy said. “Besides, this stuff is boring now.” He let the doll in his hands passively roll off his fingers towards the floor. Kelly caught it in mid-air.
“Hey! Don’t treat dolls that way. Sure, I’ll try it, just for you. But you’re buying the next outfit!”
“Deal.” Jeremy responded. Kelly smiled and continued.
“Okay. Step 5: Aim Barbie Doll Device towards clothes and hit ‘Shrink’.” Kelly could hear her heart start to race saying it out loud. Somehow, pretending to shrink made her feel like a doll herself.
“This should be interesting,” Jeremy said. Kelly read the directions.
“Step 6: Once shrunk, put the clothes onto your favorite doll. That’s me! Hehe!”
“So hit the button?” Jeremy responded. “You’re really playing into this.”
Kelly blushed. “I sure am!” She coyed. Jeremy then aimed the Barbie Doll Device at her and hit the “Shrink” button.
In subatomic terms, a whole universe of events unfolded next. What really happened next took just half a second in human time. As the nuclear fission process worked, it latched onto the Barbie Doll clothes, and they started to become smaller. But the pantyhose and the flats were connected, and these objects also shrunk - which created a chain reaction, submitting Kelly to the process as well. Suddenly, just one second after Jeremy hit the button, Kelly was the size of a Barbie.
“Did it work?” She squeaked. “I guess not.” She said to herself. Her clothes had seemed to stay the same size.
Blushing, Jeremy’s hand soon approached her. “It did…” He muttered. But his voice boomed overhead, as if Kelly was in a giant factory with a loudspeaker that had a low pitch effect.
“Ah!” Kelly squeaked, in a fearful, highly pitched voice, as Jeremy grabbed her with his whole hand. Not having fully realized that she had shrunk, she was suddenly enmeshed into a new universe at her size. Jeremy opened his hand and stared down at her.
“You’re… you’re a doll…” Jeremy uttered. Defiant, and not quite accepting reality, Kelly stood up in his hands and retorted.
“I’m not! Put me down this instant!” She squeaked, pointing her tiny finger at him. But her voice was so soft and her stature so tiny that it felt to Jeremy, even at this close of a distance, that she was far too adorable and cute to make any threats.
“Oh, okay. Let me get this ‘Barbie Doll’ plastic comb and test that theory out.” He grabbed the relatively tiny comb and started to comb Kelly’s hair, which was in reality too big for her tiny head. As he attempted to gently comb her hair. Jeremy muttered, “This is fascinating…” But his voice again, boomed overhead, and Kelly could hear everything that he was saying. He couldn’t hide a thing he said from her.
“No! No! No! Stop!” She squeaked. Many other unnamed expletives left her mouth as she struggled to resist him simply combing her hair with two fingers. Her hair was being brushed to and fro as if a tidal force were moving her, and even just one his fingers were stronger than her entire body, making her completely overwhelmed by the process. Her squeaks and expletives were appearing to him as cute affections, blushes, and playful gestures. There was no escaping her new reality. Jeremy placed a kiss onto her forehead.
“I’ll take care of you.” He said, as gently as possible. He was aware that his mutterings had been heard - it was hard not to see the plain emotional reactions on her face, and her mouth continually attempting to fight reality. Reality was soon winning the battle. She stood up again in his hands, this time, looking up at him. She was beginning to see that she could not even bargain at this size. Whatever happened to her was what she was going to get. She looked up, sincerely, with pleading eyes, and began to cry into her tiny hands.
“I don’t know what I’m going to do…” she squeaked, softly to herself. When she looked back up at him, she saw his giant ear overwhelming her field of view, attempting to listen. Turning his face back to her, he responded to her little squeaks.
“Don’t worry. You’re going to be safe. I promise.” He said. He rose her up with his hand and tucked her into his shirt pocket, patting it twice. She felt every moment of it, but there was a sense of safety in every movement, as if she was on the world’s smoothest rollercoaster.
Jeremy continued. “You’re going to have to come with me… I’ll need to file a missing persons report. This would probably not go well with your family…” He explained.
Her hands perched up onto the fold of his pocket. “I don’t know…” But his voice, while booming, seemed so gentle, that she had to oblige. She looked up at him, and him down at her. She nodded up at him, and he rubbed his chin onto her head.
“Everything will be okay.”
