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The game is very simple. Like strip poker but instead of clothes players wager size.

This week's round was off to a good start. Early in the game the girls were neck and neck. Then a well played bluff cost Michelle about five inches from her height, making her the stature of a child. Jen cackled mischievously as she watched her rival dwindle.

Michelle came back with a vengeance in the next fifteen minutes. Two good hands allowed her to shave almost two feet from Jen's physique. "Looks like you're my little dolly, now," she teased as Jens head barely reached Michelle's bust line.

At the half hour mark I decided to move both of them to the table. It was much safer than the floor and I could more easily deal to them. At about five inches tall neither could hold up the cards. I watched as both squatted and lifted up the edges to peek. "Okay," Michelle said as she paced beside them, index finger ready, "take this and this." Two cards that must have seemed the size of bedsheets were replaced before her. Though small, she kept a very calm expression.

Which came to another aspect of the game. Whoever plays has to flip over the hand on their own. Jen was first. "Lift with your legs, honey," Michelle taunted playfully from across the way. It was easy enough for Jen this time. Most problems begin at two inches in height. Carpeted before her was a pair of fives and sevens. " Michelle then proceeded to flip, a pair or threes and fours. "Seems you fell a little short this time, Michelle," Jen shouted, doll-sized arms akimbo. When she lost Michelle always looked around when she got small. It looked to fascinate her on some strange level.

By the next draw Michelle struggled to even see her hand. Her miniscule hands clawed at the edge. By now the card was twice her size. In desperation she tried wedging in one of her feet to prop it up. Exhausted, she fell onto the laminated veneer of card. She slapped her tiny hand down, declaring Jen the winner.

After some humiliation Michelle was returned to her normal size. There have been rumored to be all-or-nothing games, though I've never seen one.

(Done with Paper Dolls)

Description
The game is very simple. Like strip poker but instead of clothes players wager size.

This week's round was off to a good start. Early in the game the girls were neck and neck. Then a well played bluff cost Michelle about five inches from her height, making her the stature of a child. Jen cackled mischievously as she watched her rival dwindle.

Michelle came back with a vengeance in the next fifteen minutes. Two good hands allowed her to shave almost two feet from Jen's physique. "Looks like you're my little dolly, now," she teased as Jens head barely reached Michelle's bust line.

At the half hour mark I decided to move both of them to the table. It was much safer than the floor and I could more easily deal to them. At about five inches tall neither could hold up the cards. I watched as both squatted and lifted up the edges to peek. "Okay," Michelle said as she paced beside them, index finger ready, "take this and this." Two cards that must have seemed the size of bedsheets were replaced before her. Though small, she kept a very calm expression.

Which came to another aspect of the game. Whoever plays has to flip over the hand on their own. Jen was first. "Lift with your legs, honey," Michelle taunted playfully from across the way. It was easy enough for Jen this time. Most problems begin at two inches in height. Carpeted before her was a pair of fives and sevens. " Michelle then proceeded to flip, a pair or threes and fours. "Seems you fell a little short this time, Michelle," Jen shouted, doll-sized arms akimbo. When she lost Michelle always looked around when she got small. It looked to fascinate her on some strange level.

By the next draw Michelle struggled to even see her hand. Her miniscule hands clawed at the edge. By now the card was twice her size. In desperation she tried wedging in one of her feet to prop it up. Exhausted, she fell onto the laminated veneer of card. She slapped her tiny hand down, declaring Jen the winner.

After some humiliation Michelle was returned to her normal size. There have been rumored to be all-or-nothing games, though I've never seen one.

(Done with Paper Dolls)