"This sucks, this totally fucking sucks!" screamed Anna.
"Calm down, I can see some buildings a little ways ahead. We'll be there in like 15 minutes, just shut up and keep pushing!" said Mark, pushing the car with all his might.
"No, you shut up! Look at the fucking map, Mark! There's no town anywhere near here, so those buildings are probably just some abandoned farm houses or something!"
"The map is probably old. There's more than a few buildings and they're pretty close together."
"We just bought the damn thing last week! There's no way that a whole town sprung up in the middle of nowhere overnight! Just face it, there's probably nobody in those buildings, much less a mechanic! We're gonna be pushing this stupid thing a hundred fucking miles! Oh, and who was the idiot who suggested to leave our cell phones at home so we could 'spend more time alone'? Oh, that's right, you!"
"Argh, just shut up already and push!"
"Fine! Bastard!"
Mark and Anna's vacation clearly wasn't going quite as planned, no thanks to the car's engine dying in the middle of nowhere. What was supposed to be a trip to bring their struggling relationship closer together had in fact driven them farther apart. It would take a miracle to salvage their relationship now, not to mention to salvage their car.
About 20 minutes later, the two found themselves in front of the buildings they had seen in the distance. It was a small town, with only a few dozen buildings and dirt roads. A few pedestrians walked about the streets, but there didn't seem to be any cars.
"See? I told you! It's a town, and there's people here! So much for an 'abandoned farmhouse'!"
"Okay, whatever, I was wrong. You're lucky that I was too, I was ready to make you push the rest of the way yourself."
"Anyway, let's find a mechanic. Excuse me, sir, do you know where I can find a mechanic? My car's broken down and-"
"Weeeeell hi there, pal! A mechanic, you say? Well, I'm not sure, I don't know nothing about stuff like that! But don't you worry, I'm sure you can find what you're looking for here! We got everything you could possibly ever want! Why, you might like it here so much that you won't ever wanna leave!"
The couple was taken aback by the man's overly excited demeanor. Each of them stared at him in confusion for a few moments before Anna finally spoke up.
"Er, listen, sir. We really need a mechanic, and we must be on our way, so if you could maybe tell us where to find the police station or something, I'm sure they could tell us where to find a mechanic."
The man looked Anna up and down with a strange look on his face. It was a mix of confusion and disgust that made Anna quite uncomfortable. Suddenly, his face turned to a calm smile and he spoke softly.
"Why don't the two of you split up and ask around? I might not be able to help, but I'm sure someone around here can. Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta go pick up my daughter at the park. She's such a sweet little thing, you should see her! Cute as a button!"
"Right... Well, we'll see you later... I guess... So, Anna, how about we take him up on his advice? This road splits in two, so how about I go east and you go west, and we meet back up here in an hour?"
"Fine." Anna scowled. "That guy freaks me out for some reason, though. I'm glad he's gone. This whole place kind of freaks me out for some reason. I can't really put my finger on what it is though."
"You're just imagining things. This place seems fine to me. Let's just find a mechanic so we can get out of here."
And so, the couple split up in opposite directions. Little did they notice that once they turned their backs on the small crowd of townsfolk, all eyes focused on them. More specifically, all of the men stared at Anna, and the young girls, who held the hands of the men, stared at Mark.
Chapter 2
Mark walked down the road, asking each passerby if they knew where to find a mechanic, but each one reacted in much the same way as the first man he met. They were overly excited, had no idea where to find a mechanic and all either had to go pick up their daughter from somewhere or were walking hand in hand with them, on their way somewhere together.
"It's kind of strange. It seems like every guy in this town is a single father. I haven't seen even one woman or young boy. No elderly people either." Mark thought, but quickly chalked it up to coincidence.
Eventually, Mark found himself sitting on a bench, exhausted from pushing the car and walking around the town in his fruitless effort to find a mechanic. He had also developed a bit of a headache, no doubt from Anna's constant whining. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, wondering what he would do if he couldn't find a mechanic.
"Hey mister, whatcha doin'?" said the voice of a young girl nearby. He opened his eyes to find a little girl's face inches from his own. She stood between his legs and had her arms against the bench behind him.
"Woah! Hey! Don't surprise me like that, jeez..."
The little girl giggled and stepped back, putting her arms behind her back. She wore a blue, flower-print sun dress and a large straw hat, but quite possibly the cutest thing she wore was a big, bright smile.
"I'm sorry, mister. So yeah, whatcha doin' sittin' here all alone?"
She leaned down with her hands on her knees, staring Mark in the face. He looked at her eyes, such a pretty shade of blue, he thought. His eyes gazed down a bit, and he realized that if she bent down just a little more, he could probably see her ever so slightly budding breasts. He sat up, just a little bit, hoping to take just a little peek... but then realized what he was doing and slouched back down, shaking his head.
"You okay, mister?"
"Yeah... sorry... I've just got a little headache, that's all."
It wasn't so much of a little headache anymore. It had grown into a throbbing migrane that seemed to increase in intensity by the second. He held his head with his hand and closed his eyes tightly.
"You sure you're okay, mister? Want me to kiss it and make it better?"
He opened his eyes and looked at the little girl. She had once again positioned herself inches from his face. A kiss? Yeah, a kiss would be nice, he thought. Just the thought of a kiss from this cute little angel seemed to reduce his headache just a bit, and the idea seemed more intruiging by the second.
"...A kiss...? ...Yeah... I'd like that..."
And with a little tiny peck on his forehead, his headache cleared almost entirely. He looked at the little girl, her eyes shining in the sunlight, her long brown hair dancing in the wind. She was so cute, he thought. He could only wish that Anna was as cute as this girl. She's so much cuter than Anna, so much nicer too. Maybe she could become his new...
He shook his head rapidly, his headache intensifying again. No, he must be out of his mind. This was a little girl, probably not even a teenager yet, how could he possibly be thinking such lewd things about such a cute little angel? He must be over-exhausted from all that's been going on. He's clearly not thinking straight. The headache throbbed harder than ever as he stood up and started to walk away.
"Where're you going, mister?"
"...Sorry, but I've got some stuff to do."
"Aww, well, okay! Hey, how about you bring your daughter to my house sometime and we'll play!"
"...Yeah, that sounds nice. See you later..."
Mark walked away, wandering aimlessly, not even thinking about the mechanic. He didn't even notice the odd answer he just gave to the little girl.
Chapter 3
Anna was having even less luck finding a mechanic than Mark was. While Mark couldn't get an answer, Anna couldn't even get anyone to acknowledge her existence. No matter how many men she asked, each of them would give her a look of disgust and simply ignore her and continue walking. Eventually she had resorted to screaming at the top of her lungs, but even then, nobody paid any attention to her.
"Ow! Shit! Stupid sandals!" Anna screamed. This was the third time she'd walked right out of her shoes since she and Mark had split up, and decided to just take them off and put them in her purse.
"Excuse me! Hello!? Anyone fucking alive around here!?" Anna screamed, but yet again, none of the men acknowledged her.
"You shouldn't say bad words!" a little voice behind her cried. She turned to see a little girl in a cute pink dress and curly blonde hair. She looked quite upset.
"Ah, this is perfect, just fucking perfect. The first person in this damn town to notice me is a fucking little brat."
"I said stop saying bad words! You should be ashamed of yourself! What would your daddy think!?"
Anna broke into laughter.
"Listen, kid. My dad curses like a sailor. In fact, I learned most curse words from him. Anyway, forget about that, can you tell me where to find a mechanic?"
"A... mechamic? What's that?"
"Mechanic. It's someone who fixes cars."
"Oh! I know someone who can do that! Come on, I'll show you! ...But no cursing! Not anymore! Never ever again!"
"Alright! Yeah, sure, whatever kid, just take me to the mechanic!"
Anna followed the little girl through the streets, and eventually found her way to...
"...What is this?"
"It's a mechamic!"
"...No... this is a toy store..."
"Right! And he's the mechamic! He's Suzie's daddy!"
Anna looked around the store. This was definitely not a mechanic's shop, this was absolutely a toy store, lined wall to wall with toys and not a single auto part in sight. But the little girl said that the owner was a mechanic, so maybe he owned both businesses?
"Excuse me, sir... Are you a mechanic?"
"Ahahaha! Well now, if you'd tell me what that is, I'd be happy to tell you if I am one!"
"What? You don't know what a mechanic-"
Anna stopped. Not because of her disbelief that a grown man didn't know what a mechanic was, but because she felt a very strange sensation. A draft on her crotch, and her panties sitting around her ankles. She looked down and confirmed that yes, her panties were indeed sitting on the ground. She held her skirt tightly to her crotch in an attempt to keep anyone from seeing her privates. She bent down and grabbed her panties and held them behind her back.
"E-Excuse me, sir... but may I use your restroom?"
"Why sure! It's in the back!"
Anna carefully shuffled to the bathroom so that her underwear malfunction couldn't be seen. She entered the bathroom and locked the door.
"I can't believe this... how in the world did that happen? First my shoes and now my panties, what's next, my bra?"
She put her panties back around her ankles and pulled them up, only to have them drop back down again.
"....They don't fit! How is this possible? I couldn't have suddenly lost weight! Even from pushing that heavy car, there's no way I could have lost enough weight to make my panties suddenly not fit! Did I shrink somehow? No, that's ridiculous, people can't just-"
Anna looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. The face that looked back at her wasn't hers, or rather, it was hers, but not from the last few years. She looked like she did when she was about 16 years old.
"...Impossible... There's no way...!"
She touched her face, looking in the mirror. Indeed, the image in the mirror reflected her motions. She looked at her clothes, and they were noticeably baggy. If not for the fact that her skirt was naturally tight and stretched to fit, it would have certainly fallen off already as well. She took her shirt off, and revealed that her bra was barely hanging on to her chest. She was at least a cup size different than how she was this morning. She stuffed her bra and panties into her purse, put her shirt back on and stormed out of the bathroom.
"What the heck is going on!? Answer me! Who did this to me!? How the heck did you do this to me!?"
The store owner chuckled happily.
"Now what are you going on about, sweetie? You need to calm down. Why don't you play with some toys? We let all the little girls in town play with our toys, to make sure they like them before they have their daddies buy them."
"Be quiet! You... You idiot! You people did something to me! You shrunk me! Something is messed up about this freaking town!"
Suddenly, Anna felt a hand on her back. She jumped and spun around, ready to attack, but found that it was the little girl who brought her to the store, holding a little doll.
"What the heck do you want!? Did you do this to me!?"
"Hehehehe, you should calm down. Look, this is my favorite dolly! It's the most popular dolly in town, you know! Everyone's got one!"
"Argh, I don't care about a stupid... do...lly..."
Anna looked at the doll. It had such pretty blue eyes. Such pretty eyes, it was so hard for her to look away from them.
"...What's... it called?"
"It's called 'Daddy's Girl'! She's a good girl who always listens to her daddy and loves her daddy sooo much!"
"...'Daddy's... Girl'...?"
"Yep! It's the best toy, isn't it?"
"...Yeah... it's... pretty nice..."
The other girl handed Anna the doll, and she found herself unconsciously cradling and rocking the doll. She looked into it's eyes, those pretty blue eyes. She didn't want to look away.
"...'Daddy's... Girl...' ....I'm a.... Da-"
Suddenly, Anna tripped on her skirt, which had fallen to the ground. She fell to the floor and the doll flew from her hands across the store.
She laid there in a daze for a moment, then slowly came back to consciousness.
"...I.... What the... heck is going on?"
She gathered her thoughts, her head pounding, and climbed to her feet.
"...You... You are definitely doing something to me! What would have happened if I kept holding that doll!? Why am I shrinking!? What the heck is wrong with this freaking town!? You! Girl! I thought you said he was the mechamic... I mean mechanic!"
"Umm, I said that he fixed cars."
"You! Old man! Do you fix cars!?"
"Ahahaha, well sweetie, I guess you could say that I can fix cars. Toy cars that is, I can fix any kind of toy, you know! Now, why don't you calm down and play with some toys again like a good girl?"
Anna screamed at the top of her lungs and began thrashing about, knocking toys from their shelves. In her struggle, she realized that her shirt barely fit her anymore and threw it off and flung it across the store.
"Look at me! Look at me you jerks! I look like I'm 10 years old!"
"Well, I'd say you look more like 13, to be honest." said the clerk.
Anna screamed and threw a random toy at the clerk and stormed out of the building, stark naked.
Chapter 4
Mark had been wandering around for at least an hour, far beyond his meetup time with Anna, but he couldn't keep his mind straight about anything. His head was pounding, and his mind was racing with all sorts of strange thoughts. He couldn't believe the things he was thinking, and was forcibly suppressing them to the back of his mind, but every thought he suppressed just made his head ache more, and make it harder to focus on his objective.
He kept seeing images of that little girl in his mind. He kept seeing her bent over, showing him her nearly flat chest, showing off her cute little ass, those sexy thighs, that adorable smile, that incredibly fuckable little pussy. He couldn't even believe that his brain was even generating terms like "fuckable little pussy", when thinking about an obviously preteen girl.
He imagined her sucking his cock, he imagined fucking her pussy, her ass, he just wanted to fuck her in any way possible, and it was driving him insane. He smacked himself in the head repeatedly, he had to get rid of those disgusting thoughts. Something was clearly wrong with him.
Through his fog of confusion, lust and pain, he heard a sound, a beautiful sound, a sound that he needed to find the source of. He followed it, and the sound lead him to a river. Just up the river, he could see a small group of people. Girls, little girls playing in the stream, and each one was stark naked.
It felt like an iron chain had gripped his brain and dick, and began dragging him towards them. They were giggling and playing in the stream, their small, flat bodies dripping with water. He had to get closer, he had to see them closer, he wanted to touch them, he wanted to... do unspeakable things to them. He tried to fight it, but every step closer he took, the more he wanted to touch them, and the less his head hurt.
The next thing he knew, he was sitting on the edge of the stream with the little girls crowding around him in the water. They giggled and smiled and made sexy poses. They were talking to him, but he couldn't hear what they were saying, he was too lost in their beauty to pay attention to anything else.
He found himself standing in the river, just as naked as the little girls were. The girls crowded around him, touching him, kissing him, playing with his dick. He stroked their hair, their skin and returned their sweet little kisses. The girls traded his dick between their hands, their mouths, they wanted him to cum. He wanted to cum.
And when he came, his head didn't hurt any more, and he could only think of one thing.
"I need to go pick up my daughter."
Chapter 5
Anna raced through the streets, screaming Mark's name over and over. They had to get out of this town. There was clearly something strange going on with this town. Of course, it was so obvious. This town was like a pedophile paradise. There were only adult men and little girls, and some sort of magic was at work to make even adult girls into little girls. She had to find Mark before they could do something to him too. Even if she looked like a little kid for the rest of her life, she had to escape this town, even if she had to run through the desert on foot, but she wasn't going to leave Mark behind.
It had become evening now, and it had become even more apparent that her theory was right. Most of the men and girls had gone inside their houses, and they made no attempt to hide what they were doing. All through the town, with windows wide open, the men were having sex with their daughters.
She tripped in the middle of the road and scraped her knees. She started to cry. She curled into a little ball and cried her eyes out. She was in pain, she was cold, she was hungry and worst of all, she had been transformed into a little girl, trapped in a town of pedophiles.
"Hi."
Anna looked up with her tear-stained eyes and saw who called out to her.
"Mark! Oh, thank god you're alright! Listen, I'm Anna! This town did something to me and-"
"You're not Anna."
"Huh?"
"You're Annie. That's much cuter."
Anna backed up.
"What are you saying, Mark? It's me, Anna, your girlfriend! They just turned me into a little girl! I look like I did when I was 10 or 11 and-"
"You're not my girlfriend, Annie, you're my daughter."
Anna scampered to her feet and backed up even further.
"No... They... they got you too..? Dang it! Now what am I supposed to do!?"
"We're going home, Annie. It's late and past our bedtime."
"No... I'm... I'm not going anywhere with you!"
"But Annie, I've got a present for you."
Anna's brain clicked. 'Present', that word made her feel strange. Happy, excited. She knew she had to run away, but she was so eager to find out what the present was.
"...A... present?"
"Yes Annie, here."
Mark pulled out a big gift wrapped box. The very sight of it made Anna's heart race with excitement. This terrified her.
"...What's in it...?"
"Open it and find out."
Anna reluctantly took the box, but once she felt the ribbon in her hands, she tore it open as fast as she could. Inside was a box, but it was too dark to see exactly what it was.
"Here, I'll take it out for you."
Mark opened the box and handed it's contents to Anna. As soon as it touched her skin, she knew exactly what it was. She gazed into the doll's eyes and cradled it back and forth.
"Tell me, Annie. What are you?"
Annie looked up at Mark, her eyes empty. She smiled and giggled.
"I'm daddy's girl!"
"Yes you are, sweetie. Now, let's go home. They've already prepared a new home for us here, and we really must be getting to bed. It's so late, and I haven't fucked you today."
Annie giggled, rose to her feet and held her daddy's hand.
"Don't say bad words, daddy! Now let's go home and go to bed together! I can't wait!" Annie giggled.
Anna's brain clicked. 'Present', that word made her feel strange. Happy, excited. She knew she had to run away, but she was so eager to find out what the present was.