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.Mad Scientist 5: NCIS	By : keithcompany Category: M through R > NCIS Views: 5788 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Agent Lee smiled as she walked into the lab. She enjoyed any chance to work with or even talk to the forensics tech. Abby was the first person in the building to really treat her like a person.
She waved a stack of papers towards the tech over by the workbench. "Need your autograph, Abby," Lee said. "Some of the signatures on your paperwork aren't quite legible."
"LEE!" Abby yelled, running over to stand right in front of the smaller woman. "I'm so glad to SEE you!"
"Um, thanks," Jessica said, taking a half step back. But only a half step. Abby could be a trip, but she was about as dangerous as a Labrador puppy. It was just the enthusiasm that Lee wasn't really used to.
"Lee?" She waited a second, but Abby just stared after asking the question.
"What is it, Abby?"
Abby reached out and took both of the legal agent's hands in her own. "Lee, have you ever had a boyfriend?"
"Yes, Abby, I have, why?"
"Did anyone ever break up with you for being too much woman?" The undersized agent looked up at the towering tech.
"Abby, most of my boyfriends complained that I was too small."
"OH!" Sciuto let go and scurried over to her desk. "But we are going to show THEM, aren't we?"
Lee followed the tech more slowly. "How are we going to do that, Abby. You got a Kaff-Pow with Miracle Grow in it?"
"No," Abby stared back, confused. "Why would I do that?"
"To grow me bigger? It was a joke," Lee apologized.
"Oh, now, we can't grow people," Abby shook her head. "We can't add mass. Well, we can, but only if we take the mass away in the first place." As she rattled on in her patented Abbyspeak, she was adjusting the controls on a boxy probe at the end of a fat cable. Lee looked on curiously.
"And then, if we stored it right, we can add the mass, in the right place, but it's not 'adding' as much as it's 'replacing.' Anyway, no, I wasn't thinking of making you bigger. If my invention works, we can make THEM smaller. Then you'll be all 'ha-ha-ha! I'm too much woman for YOU now!' It'll be great."
Lee laughed out loud at the image. "Oh, that's funny. Me walking around with a shrink ray, making men my tiny pets. Thanks, Abby. That made my day."
"Oh, you could never walk around with it," Abby said, closing the cover on the box. "It's too bulky." She aimed the box at the tiny woman across the desk. A high-pitched whine started from a large casing at the other end of the cable.
"Abby?" Lee asked. Then she was flying. A great wind slammed her through the air, then softened and lowered her almost gently to the ground. Disoriented, she staggered a bit on the floor.
"Cool, huh?" Abby asked. "I added a magnetic forcefield to keep people from hitting the wall like a lawn dart. Did you ever play that game? We had some wicked fights in my neighborhood."
Lee finally got her feet steady beneath her and looked around. Everything was too bright, and Abby's voice was too loud. It was like the one time she'd let loose in college and ended up with a hangover.
Abby walked across the floor towards her, and Lee realized just why the voice was so loud. Abby was gigantic! She was.... "You're, what, twenty feet tall?" she squeaked.
"No," the Goth replied, "I'm 5' 10", same as ever. You're just 18 inches tall, right now." She knelt before the tiny woman.
"WHAT?! I thought you were going to make me bigger?! I mean, make men smaller, so I'm bigger... I mean.. I mean, what I THOUGHT was that you were JOKING!" she shrilled. Hands on hips, she looked sternly up at the bigger woman. Who was distinctly unimpressed.
"Oh, you're so CUTE when you're mad. And tiny," she giggled.
"Abby! Put me back!"
"Oh, sure." She reached out to grab Lee. One hand around the lower thighs, one around the shoulders, she cradled her friend to her chest and stood to her feet. Lee sighed and tried not to wiggle in the grip. "But first, I have to run a test."
"Abby! NOW! Please?" The firm yell lost a little bit of credibility with the following whine. Neither one had any impact on Abby, though. She carried her little test subject to her office.
"Lee, you don't understand," she explained, lowering the woman to a seat in the middle of her desk. "This is a power struggle for women. We have to be what men want, the right shape, the right colors, all the things we change to fit THEIR idea of beauty, not force them to accept us when we're true to ourselves.
"Now, I'm starting a new industry, to alter people to what they need, no muss, no fuss, no waiting for the yak hair to arrive by special express."
"Yak hair?" Lee asked, unable to help herself.
"Never mind. Get naked." Without waiting for Lee to comply or complain, she snatched the shirt right off of her. The woman struggled, but she was quickly stripped bare.
"Aw...." Abby said, looking down at a nude federal agent, squirming and trying to cover herself. "You look like my Playboy Centerfold Action Figure. But darker."
She grabbed Lee's ankles and spread her legs. "C'mon, move your hands," she ordered, but Jessica kept her hands tightly covering her pussy. "MOVE!" Abby shouted. Frightened, Lee covered her face.
"Oh, that's the cutest little landing strip I've ever seen. Do you wax? Or shave?"
"What do you want?" Lee asked instead of answering. She cringed from the feeling of a finger stroking her pubic hair.
"There's no point in being small enough to keep my boyfriend unless I can keep my boyfriend. And use him, if you know what I mean. Do you know what I mean, Lee?"
Lee looked up between her ankles at the forlorn face hanging over her. "I, um, what?"
"Sex," Abby said. "I gotta know if the shrinking process has any affect on sex. Can you still have sexual intercourse?"
"Yes, sure, make me big again, please?"
"How do you know, though?" Abby asked, leaning down close.
"I'm sure, yeah, a woman knows these things, unshrink me, please."
"Unshrink isn't a word, Lee."
"But I mean it quite sincerely, Abby. Please!" Abby just shook her head sadly.
"I can't, not until I'm sure. So. Do you want to do it or shall I?" The little woman glanced around for some sort of clue what 'it' was. Abby released one ankle and poked one giant index finger in Lee's face.
"Someone's going to bring you off, Lee. That means a finger's going to go in your cute little snatch. Do... you... want... me...?" she asked with ominous pacing.
"I'lldoit!" Lee shouted. That fingernail looked like a shiny black shovel over her face. She moved one hand hesitantly down her chest, belly and groin. The giant finger hovered over her, lowering to point at her hand as it moved.
She covered her crotch with it and started to moan, hopefully convincingly.
"Lee," Abby said, with that peculiar, Abby-specific whine, "I can SEE your pussy. You're faking it. And badly." She reached down to press her hand against the diminished one of her captive.
"I'lldoit!" Lee repeated. She slipped a finger inside. The situation wasn't one of her fond fantasies, though, and her body wasn't cooperating with her captor's request.
"Oh, no," Abby moaned after a while. "It's not working, is it?"
"Well," Lee pointed out, "I'm not a lesbian, or a masochist, or really comfortable performing..." Please let me go, she thought, trying to project the idea upwards.
"Of course," Abby purred. "I'll do it for you!" She licked her finger and spread the tiny legs with her other hand. Lee screeched and Abby paused, her fingernail just outside the lower lips.
She grabbed one of the fear-stricken woman's hands and compared her finger to Lee's. "Huh. I could do it, sure. But you may not be as... Well, let's say worldly, as me, huh?" She winked at Lee, who just stared back.
In a flash, she located a small probe in her desk drawer. A squeeze tube of vaseline was in her purse. "Don't ask," she told Lee as she applied it. Then she deftly inserted the makeshift dildo into the doll-sized woman.
Abby certainly knew her way around vaginas with dildos, Lee decided. Well, if you're going to be raped, might as well be by an expert. She knew that Abby wasn't going to stop until she came.
She tried to imagine that Palmer was the one doing the probing, and when that didn't work tried to fantasize that she was telling him about this later. Maybe they could act it out, reenact the crime. That didn't help.
Finally, she decided to give the crazy woman a performance. She moaned, grabbed one of the giant fingers and drew it to her breast. Then wrapped her legs around the hand holding the probe.
Her legs tightened and she lifted her ass off the desk, up to a better angle for the penetrating tool. Paying attention to her breathing, the leg grip, the revolutions of her behind, she was trying so hard to fake an orgasm that the real one caught her by surprise.
Suddenly, she spasmed, screamed and kicked.
"That a girl!" Abby shouted. "It DOES work!" She let go and tore off a paper towel. Lee lazily took a corner and gently wiped herself clean.
"Can I go, please?" she asked.
"Sure," Abby assured her, picking the woman up again. "Just not until I'm through with research."
The tiny fists beat furiously against her arm as she went into the storeroom. A large cabinet in the corner had an upper access door slightly open. Abby lifted Lee in and lowered her down. The lid was almost fully replaced, leaving a sliver of light
In the far corner, DiNozzo looked up. Lee stared at the man who used to be her supervisor.
"You're staring, Agent Lee. Is it the nudity?" he asked her. "Or the fact that I'm twice your size?"
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