Vicky agrees at a cost

“Okay, Lauren,” Vicky said. “Take your shoes and socks off. And I won’t post anything to anyone.”

Lauren’s lip quivered as she slipped her shoes off... and lowered quite a few inches. Vicky and Abby burst out laughing as the woman shrank down several inches. “Lauren, are you sure you’re tall enough to have even been on this ride?” Abby snickered. “We have a 60 inches height limit because of our exotic rides.”

Vicky handed Abby the height stick. “Stand tall, hands at your sides,” Abby said. “Come on, Lauren stand as tall as you can.”

Lauren stood the tallest she could, her heels lifted off of the floor just a bit. “Is that the tallest you can go?” Vicky laughed. “Come on, Lauren, let me help you out.”

Vicky pulled Lauren up by putting her hands on Lauren’s chest, until she was standing on her tippy toes. Lauren gasped at Vicky’s cold bare hands pressing down on her nipples. “Not even close,” Abby giggled. “She’s at least an inch off even on her tippy toes. Now let’s get her true height, Vicky.”

Vicky let Lauren go and Lauren stumbled back onto her bottom, caught off balance as she landed on her bare bottom. Vicky and Abby giggled loudly as Lauren stood to her feet. But due to her hurt butt, she didn’t stand up quite as tall, but no one could notice as Abby measured her. “4’5” and that’s being generous.”

“No,” Lauren cried. “It’s not that low!”

“You’re right, it’s technically lower, but I wanted to give you an inch to help you out,” Abby said.

“It’s not true,” Lauren cried.

“Maybe one day you’ll grow up,” Vicky laughed. “Alright, Abby. She’s all yours. I’ll gladly cover your full shift. As long as you keep me updated with pictures. And don’t worry, Lauren, I won’t share your images as long as you’re a good girl for Miss Abby.”

Lauren whimpered as Abby took her hand and started to pull Lauren towards the exit. “W-wait,” Lauren cried. “P-please give me something to wear. I...I don’t want to be n-naked.”

Abby looked at Lauren and said. “I suppose I might be able to get you something, but either way we have to go down to at least the gift shop next to the ride,” Abby said.

Lauren whimpered as Abby pulled her along down the ramp.