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You lay there on the cold sidewalk. Your filthy paper coffee cup is next to you with a crudely written sign leaning on it begging for money from the more fortunate. People pass you, most ignoring you as day turns into night. Some offer pocket change as they walk on. As nighttime takes hold, the city's nightlife starts to come forth. Pretty women walk past as they go to and from nightclubs as you try to sleep. The click clacks of their heels on the pavement acts as a soothing sound for you. A pretty Asian woman and her friends approach you and stop, her pretty feet in high heeled sandals just in front of your face. She looks through her purse and pulls out some random singles, squats down and places them into the cup. She stands back up and smiles, the kind woman walks away as her friends follow her, all they give you are looks of disdain and disgust. You smile as you realize that you'll be able to afford breakfast tomorrow instead of having to look for food in the trash. As you

Thomas had been born disadvantaged. While most of the shrunken are sentenced to that fate as punishment, he was born that way. His parents protected him but and fought like hell for home schooling, but the school system tried to force him into classes with those who are normal sized. The result of the struggle was that Thomas was kept safe, but his education suffered. When he graduated highschool, college was just about out of the question. He was forced to find a way to make a living. As he looked for jobs for those his size he found an advertisement for work with a little known director in New York City. The advertisement states "opportunity for the disadvantaged." He decides to apply. A few days later he gets a message from the director's secretary, Michelle, asking for him to appear for an interview. With excitement he books a bus ticket across the country. He arrives in the city, careful to avoid being trodden on he reaches a cheap motel and books a room that is offered to

You were shrunken months ago, your crime was petty but you've committed enough of them to be considered “irredeemable.” As a result, you became one of the shrunken. Your begging and pleas went unheard and uncared for as you faced your punishment, and then released to meet your fate. The group that you were released with decided to make their way to the suburbs, you followed them as John, the group's quickly found leader was the only one to have a plan for what to do. So you follow them as they slowly reduce in number, some were trampled accidentally on the busy sidewalks, others became road kill on the busy streets, while others are hunted down by the cruel to be stepped on. The worst was one who in desperation for food unintentionally consumed rat poison. Eventually, a few including John and you reach the suburbs. One morning as you and John search for breakfast in household trash, you watch in abject horror as John gets causally smeared out on a driveway by a woman wearing

It will be snowing soon. The nail salon that Maria works at closed early. Her boss, Jenny is kind enough to offer her a ride home. Jenny is a stylish woman from China, she proudly displays her wealth by wearing designer clothing. She is in her early 40s, thin and stunning. As she and Maria walk to the parking lot where her car is, she and Maria talk and laugh. The rugged rubber soles of Jenny's black knee high boots are ready for any snow that may come. Her tight blue jeans show off her thin physique, her black leather jacket keeps her warm in the cold weather. Maria on the other hand is dressed in a less showy way. Her brown Justin boots are not particularly suited to snowy weather, but they are comfortable. Her jeans show off her curvy figure. Her puffy jacket keeps her warm. Her light brown skin tone gives away her Central American origins. While not as well dressed as Jenny, she is still a beautiful woman in her 30s. They approach Jenny's car, a white Porsche SUV. They continue to

It's been over 24 hours since you were shrunken. Your life forever changed. You begged the judge and prosecutor for mercy. Your luck being that they were misandrists. Your pleas seemed to only amuse them. The judge smirked as she gave you your sentence. Fear and terror have filled your mind since then. Living as a tiny on the city streets, you failed to find shelter that you're comfortable with, you failed to find acceptable sustenance. Exhausted, mentally and physically you look for somewhere to hide. You look for someone to care for you. As you wander the streets you see a woman standing on the sidewalk, waiting. She wears pointy toed black stiletto heels, tight black pants, and a black and white shirt which shows off her beautiful figure. Her exposed arms are covered in tattoos. You watch as she pulls a strand of her wavy dark hair from her face as she looks down at her cell phone. You approach her as you become desperate. At her left foot you look up at her, crying, you

Many of those stricken with the shrinking disease experience a terminal type of depression. They realize that they are no-longer able to experience the things that they once enjoyed, or they discover the new dangers to their lives and decide to take the easy way out. You are one of these unfortunates. Part of your decision comes to the lack of legal protections for your kind. Tinies can be taken off the street and used as slaves, tortured and killed, or stomped on and their remains left as filth on the sidewalk. You want to have some influence over your fate and choice to your end. You want your remains to be treated with dignity. Some services had opened up for tinies seeking an end of their own choosing. The only problem is that they are found on the dark web due to the questionable legality of it all. You find a mini-internet terminal made for your kind for the purpose of contacting loved ones. There you find a service in your area, “Final Solutions” the webpage's header

You know you're fucked. Once you were convicted you knew it was over. This was your third conviction, the third one means mandatory shrinking. You begged the magistrate for mercy but she didn't want to listen to your tale of trials and tribulations. Rather she chastised you and threw the book at you, not that it mattered. You are led by the court security officer to the shrinking room where you are met by an Asian woman who is the technician. She looks at you dismissively as she prepares the machine. You start to cry as you watch her. After a few seconds she sighs and rolls her eyes, and then walks towards you. “Listen” she says with condescension in her voice, “if you don't quiet yourself I'm going to step on you when you're shrunken, ok?” You nod your head as she turns back around and finishes preparing the machine, and then she and the court officer lead you to the device and order you to take your clothing off as you silently weep. The court officer uses her foot to kick your

You snuck into the pharmacy in hopes of finding shelter. This you found, but there is little else. Food, and more importantly water are hard to come by. As you walk around looking for the necessities for sustenance you keep to the edges of the walls and shelves to avoid being trampled by the patrons. You run from line of shelves to line of shelves as the opportunity arises. As you realize there's nothing to eat, you start to make your way to the door. “Close the door, we're turning the air conditioner on” you hear a female voice say from the back of the store. It is then that you watch as a tall, thin young woman with dyed blonde hair and dark roots comes from behind the front counter and walks to the front door. You watch as she kicks the door stop away with her Vans sneaker and turns back around to walk back to the counter. Before she gets there she stops at a rack of Bazzini nuts. You watch as she takes a bag before disappearing behind the counter. You decide to approach the