He walked over to a large ten foot tall object covered in a tarp, grabbed the cloth and pulled.
The tarp slid off the giant object and crumpled to the floor, revealing what looked like a ten foot tall plastic rocket ship with a rounded nose cone.
There was a hollowed out section in front of it in the exact shape of an upside down man, like someone could lay down inside that depression with the top of their head on the floor and their feet up past the center of the giant tube.
The room had mostly quieted down.
Someone shouted, "What the hell is that?"
Herbie smiled and pushed his glasses up on his nose. He pointed something in his hand at the large, tubular object and pressed a button.
The entire rocket shaped object began violently shaking and pounding the floor as it hopped up and down, precariously wobbling and making a hell of a roaring rumble sound that filled the basement.
All the men in the room, startled by this violent shaking and roaring, shouted curses, covered their ears or quickly retreated. "Oh shit!" and "Turn it off!" and "What the hell is that?" several men shouted.
Herbie pressed a button on his device and the rocket shaped object stopped shaking, wobbling and roaring. He said, "That, Gentlemen, is a ten inch vibrating dildo. I enlarged it to ten feet and hollowed out a space so a naked man could ride on it." He pointed to his ex-wives. "I intend to put one of you lucky gentlemen on it, shrink both you and this dildo down to an appropriate size with my incredible Shrink Ray, and fuck a few of our ex's with it... with one of you inside it for the whole ride."
Herbie smiled and turned to the stunned crowd of men. "Now... do I have any volunteers?"
The whole room remained silent. Then one guy in the back said, "Can you shrink the other two ladies down, too, the ones we're going to have sex with?"
"Absolutely," Herbie said, "I just assumed you all might have wanted to have sex with them at their full sizes."
"You mean," another man in front asked, "We can fuck them at half their sizes, like maybe even smaller?"
Many of the men started murmuring. Some asking questions of one another, others making side comments, some just cursing in astonishment and others expressing disbelief. The murmuring grew until the whole group of men were chattering loudly amongst themselves with multiple conversations, cross talk and debates going on simultaneously.
Then one tall fellow in a ship captain's hat stood up from a folding chair and shouted, "How the hell are you doing this, Dr. Nipper?"
The men all stopped their chattering, listening for Herbie's response.
"Well, let me explain," Herbie said. "I have invented a device which emits a field of energy capable of shrinking matter by--"
"NOT the bullshit story," the tall man said, folding his arms. "I want to know how you are creating these optical illusions. More importantly, why are you doing this? We obviously will all discover you're a fraud as soon as we approach that little version of Nancy and she turns out to be a hologram or something."
"Eddie, right?" Herbie said, "Edward Grant? Nancy took your yacht in the divorce settlement?"
He nodded.
"Why don't you go check Nancy out. I'll even have her orally pleasure you if you like. She has agreed to sexually service every man I command her to service today." Herbie waved a hand, welcoming him to go inspect Nancy up close.
Eddie Grant strode forward and stopped right in front of the two and a half foot tall Nancy, who was kneeling so her little head was only a bit higher than Eddie's knees.
Nancy was naked with her arms folded over her big bare breasts in a feeble attempt at modesty, but she was tethered to the wall behind her by a steel cable attached to the back of a wide leather belt around her waist.
She reached up to the nozzle on her neck and twisted the cap, closing it off so she could speak without using her hand to cover it. She placed both her arms back over her naked breasts.
"Hi, Eddie," she said.
"Hi, yourself." Eddie inspected all around the spot where she was kneeling and waved his lanky arms around her, down her sides, in back of her and even below her, through her slightly spread legs.
After he checked between her legs for projections, he lifted his hand up and cupped Nancy's shrunken pussy in his big hand.
She jumped, letting out a little yelp and grabbing his forearm with one hand.
"Go easy with that, Eddie. I'm still a little bit tender there from what Herbie did to me this morning."
Eddie yanked his hand away and stumbled backwards, as if afraid of her. "Holy shit!" he said, smelling the hand he had used to touch her pussy. "She's small! She's really that fucking small!" He turned his head. "How the hell did you do this?"
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Herbie was beginning to get impatient with all the questions from these simpletons.
He let out a sigh and tried, once again, to explain his Shrink Ray in the most basic of terms. "I told you," he said, "I invented a device which emits a field that is able to shrink matt--"
"Yeah, yeah, who cares!" the bald headed guy named Russell shouted, "I just want to see that tiny blonde chick blow the tall guy!"
Someone else yelled out, "Nevermind that! I want to see him fuck her!"
Another man yelled, "Hey, Nipper! I'll pay you ten grand if you let me be the first to fuck Nancy while she's that small!" It was Chuck Cockburn, one of Nancy's ex-boyfriends. He had told Herbie that Nancy had played him for over fifty grand in the two months they had dated and she had never even slept with him.
All the men began shouting, most yelling how they wanted to fuck one of his tied up and naked ex-wives or another.
Chuck yelled out louder than the rest, "Let's fuck them all!"
Suddenly, prompted by Chuck's shout, the crowd of men erupted in hoots and hollers, and everyone surged forward, some undressing, pulling down their pants or taking off their shirts as the whole group headed toward Nancy and Herbie's other two ex-wives.
Herbie opened his box, snatched up his Shrink Ray rifle, turned the dial, pointed it at the unruly crowd and opened fire.
As the green light cascaded through the group of men, hitting those closest to the Shrink Ray rifle first, the men began vanishing until everyone had disappeared. Only his ex-wives and Eddie Grant, who was still standing in front of Nancy remained. A big area of the floor in the basement where the crowd of men had been was now speckled with ant sized men.
Herbie shouted down at the shrunken crowd of men, "Who makes the goddamned rules in here, Gentlemen?"
Dozens of tiny, high pitched voices clamored from the basement floor. Herbie could barely hear them. It was hard enough to hear his three ex-wives yesterday when they were that small and that was up close using the mixing bowl's acoustics. Hearing the tiny voices from more than a few feet away was impossible.
Herbie grabbed a dust pan off the table where he kept the storage box for his Shrink Ray rifle and set it down on the floor.
He shouted down at all the little men. "I want you all to get on this dust pan. Anyone who doesn't get on it will stay an inch tall."
The scattered tiny crowd of ant-sized men on the basement floor moved, all quickly coming together and headed toward the dust pan.
Eddie Grant turned around, looking down in horror at the swarm of his formerly full-sized peers. "What the hell did you do to them, Nipper?" he shouted.
Not wanting to get anyone crushed, Herbie held up his hand in a stopping gesture and shouted, "Stop right there! Don't move! Wait until they all get on the dust pan. You could inadvertantly step on one of them. They're very difficult to see at this size."
"You shrunk them all down to the size of ants," Eddie shouted. "You are stark raving mad, Nipper! Stark raving mad!"
"No," Herbie said, speaking to both Eddie and the large group of tiny men making their way toward the dust pan on the floor. "They are more or less the size of cockroaches, and I am simply controlling the situation. I promise every man here that we will ALL get to brutally rape, sodomize and sexually torture these three gold digging whores, but those brutal, torturous gangrapes rapes will be conducted in a polite and civilized manor."
Eddie Grant let out a loud scoffing laugh. "Hah!" He smirked, pushed the brim of his captain's cap up and shook his head. "So you're saying we should brutally gangrape these ladies like civilized men?"
"Precisely!" Herbie confirmed with a terse nod.
Eddie shrugged. "Okay, then, Nipper. I'm with you. So, just tell me when little Nancy here can start sucking my dick."
Nancy shook her head, pushed air through her nose and said, "Really? You're WITH him, Eddie? I thought you, at least, being a father of two daughters would talk some sense into Herbie. Have you both lost your minds? This is kidnapping, torture and gangrape on three innocent women, for Christ sake."
Eddie chuckled a mirthless chuckle. "Yeah, I don't see any innocent women here!"
Nancy shook her head, sat back onto her heels from her kneeling position and in a frustrated voice shouted, "Both you sick perverts are going straight to Hell."
Once everyone seemed to be on the dust pan, Herbie grabbed his magnifying glass off the table. He crouched down onto his knees and began taking a head count.
