Screw with Caroline some more

James watched Caroline on his computer. "Anyone who sees Caroline on her bike finds it hilarious, and she often notices people laughing at her."

Caroline pulled up to an intersection and came to a stop. "Fuck! All these morons laughing at me!" she said angrily. "James is so fucked!"

"You think so?" James said to himself. "While Caroline was at work, her apartment was totally redecorated to look like a four year old girl lived there. Everything is a shade of pink, her bed is a Barbie dream car, just big enough for her, and there are posters on the walls of unicorns, cartoon dinosaurs, Disney princesses, and cartoon animals. Her refrigerator is full of juice boxes, strawberry milk, baby carrots, and Gogurts, and her pantry is full of kids cereal, animal crackers, and toddler snacks. The only channel her TV gets is Nick Jr, and the only music that will play on her devices when she's home are nursery rhymes."

James laughed. He watched Caroline peddle on. She was growing more and more agitated at the laughter she was receiving.

"I have hidden cameras all over Caroline's apartment that she will never detect. They all have microphones, so I can hear and see everything she does. Oh, all the furniture in her apartment is child sized, even the toilet. Other than her work uniforms, her closet is full of frilly, girly outfits, and her panties have been replaced with pink ruffled panties and pink bloomers. Scattered throughout her bedroom, are twelve dildos ranging from seven inches to two feet, seven vibrators, eight anal plugs including four that are vibrating, and two with long pink tails, four sets of anal beads, and a gallon jug of lube. Caroline is unaware of the redecoration. " James almost doubled over laughing. He clicked on the links to the webcams from Caroline's apartment. It really did look like a four year old girl was living there. There were stuffed animals and dolls strewn about and a play oven and kitchen set and all of the furniture was child sized. "Oh, and one more thing. She does not have a shower and can only take baths...bubble baths. Finally, all of her glasses, cups, and mugs have been replaced with sippy cups."

Back on her bike, Caroline was working up a sweat, hot from the exercise of peddling and the anger of her humiliating ride.