"I can't believe I'm doing this." Elvira said, kicking off her sneakers.  She was
in the Lab, a converted cellar (dungeons more like it, she thought) in Clarion
Mansion.    Around her the regular lab noises continued.  Chemicals simmered and
boiled, various gears and levers ground their way through eternity.   In front of
her was a large table, mounted on a universal ball joint.   Unbuckling her belt 
the babysitter pulled down her pants and handed them to Helga. "To solve a
problem you need data." Jeremy said, sitting at a large computer console.  His
cherubic face was complexly serious, though his green eyes seemed to crackle as
Elvira pulled her sweater over her head.  Underneath it she wore a blue one piece
teddy with lace edging. It showed off a slight figure, with wide hips and small
breast.  Handing her cloths to Helga the young girl jumped onto the table.
"That's it?" Helga asked. "That's all this time." Elvira said, lying back. "Why
the modesty?" Jeremy asked, starting to work with the computer.  "We've seen you
naked before.   Infact we've wrestled while you were naked." "So live with the
memory. " "Very well." There was a slight whirring sound and a metal ball
descended from the shadows.  Elvira swore and launched herself from the table.
"What's wrong?" Helga asked.  "Is the table cold?" "What the hells that?" "It's a
sensor array." Jeremy said. "Oh." Elvira looked at the ball.  It was about two
feet in diameter, with nearly a thousand (or so it seemed) antenna of various
shapes and sizes.  "It looks like the thing Darth Vader used to torture Princess
Leia." "It's quite harmless." Jeremy said. I've heard that before, Elvira
thought.  Unconvinced she got on the table and laid back. "Beginning scan."
Jeremy announced.  "I'll activate the remote viewer so you can see." A screen in
the shadows above the table came to life and Elvira saw herself.  Slowly it
changed, first showing her, then showing her muscles,, organs, bones and finally
reversing itself. "Nothing." "Unless you count the pizza she had for lunch."
Helga pointed out.  "I can't believe you had garlic, mushroom, pepperoni and
anchovies." So sayeth the ghoulish gormea, Elvira thought. "Let us think this
through." Jeremy said, leaning back. "Elvira, can you remember exactly where the
first shrinking potion hit?" "Right here." Elvira ran her hand across her chest.
The young scientist adjusted a control and the ball dropped lower.  On the screen
Elvira's breast tripled in size, then turned transparent. "Still nothing." "Try
cellular resolution." Helga suggested. Jeremy adjusted again and the view of
Elvira's breast zoomed in until the skin seemed to part and layers of skin,
crisscrossed with light hair could be seen.  Then the hair vanished and the view
became one of overlapping layers of round translucent ovals.  The image was
fuzzy, slightly out of focus.  For a few minutes they said nothing, as he
readjusted the controls. "You'll have to take it off." Jeremy said, finally. 
"The scanner can't handled  the fabric." Sighing with frustration Elvira reached
up and pulled the top of her teddy down.  Her breast broke free, the accentuated
nipples stiffening in the cool air of the lab. The change in the scan was
immediate, and to the babysitter meaningless.  It was clear, but Elvira had no
idea what she was looking at. "Still nothing." Jeremy said. "No." Helga adjusted
the scanner and it moved until it was focused on a small sac.  "Check out the
spectrum on the sweat gland." "Your right." Jeremy once again adjusted the scan. 
Soon the image of a small machine could be seen hanging on the gland. "What the
hell is that thing?" Elvira asked, sitting up. "A nanite." Helga said. "A
small..." "Yea I know, I saw that Star Trek episode.   How the hell did it get
into me?" "It was in the potion." Jeremy said.  "That's how the growth and
shrinking effects work.  The nanites generate a field that compresses or expands
you body structure." "I thought it was magic." "The second potion was magic."
Jeremy said.  "Unstable if you'll remember.  I abandoned it when I was unable to
stabilize the side effects." "What side effects?" "Increased sexual appetite,
slight weight loss and a desire to rule the world.  You haven't had any of those
have you?" "No." Exasperated Elvira laid back down. "The first potion was just a
carrier for the nanites.  I realized that in a liquid carrier they could go
through clothing and soak into the skin.  But they should have deactivated after
the first few days." "They?  How many of these things are in me?" "I'll have to
scan to see." Jeremy said.  "And I will have to do it without interference." "Oh
hell." Elvira said, pulling the rest of her teddy off she dropped it on the
floor.  Completely naked she closed her eyes and willed them not to say anything.
 I wonder if centerfolds feel this way, she thought. "Same as before." Jeremy
remarked, starting to tap out commands on the keyboard. "No, she's had a trim
since then." Helga said. Why didn't I let Aunt Petunia eat me when I had the
chance, Elvira wondered.  She shuddered as she thought of a thousand little
machines inhabiting her body. Suddenly metal straps erupted from the table.  They
encircled her ankles, knees, waste and wrist. "Hey!" Elvira shouted, struggling. 
For a few moments she strained every muscle in her body, but remained trapped. "I
need you to keep still." Jeremy said. "Besides it's more fun this way." Helga
added.  "It lives up to the image. "Perverted twins." Elvira muttered. "Yes." A
voice from nowhere said.  "Aren't they?" "Huh" Suddenly Helga stiffened, and a
white cloth suddenly appeared around her face.  She struggled, but in a few
moments was unconscious. "Uncle Frank!" Jeremy shouted.  Before he could do
anything the white cloth appeared around his face. "Let  me out of this thing!"
Elvira screeched.  But it was too late.  Jeremy and Helga were slumped on the
floor, completely out.  She lay on the table helpless, looking around desperately
for any sign of the Invisible Tickler.  There was nothing, not a sound. Something
light brushed across the soul of her feet.  Elvira laughed, despite her efforts. 
Nothing happened for a few moments and she braced herself, tightening every
muscle.  Something tickled under her arms, at the same time something started to
brush lightly across her left nipple.  For a minute Elvira was able to keep
control, then she burst out laughing. "Receptive as always." Uncle Frank said,
keeping up the stimulation.   "But this is hardly the perfect place."  The white
cloth appeared and Elvira laughed her way to sleep.


Elvira woke up struggling like a fish in a net.  Like coming out of a nightmare
she willed her limbs to move, but they were held in place.  Opening her eyes the
babysitter realized she was in her room. Lying on her large four poster bed. 
Elvira looked around,  but saw nothing. "What am I looking for, " she muttered,
"he's invisible." "Are you awake?" A voice from somewhere near he stomach asked.
"Yea, wide awake." "Good." Suddenly Elvira started to move.  She sat up, her body
responding to commands other than her own.   Looking at her self Elvira saw that
she was in some sort of leather harness.  Straps were around her body at the
wrist, elbows, waste and legs. "I shall alert Uncle Frank." "Ok. " Was the voice
asking her or telling her? Stiffly she moved across the room to a silken cord
that hung next to the door.  Elvira's arm reached up, her hand took the cord and
pulled.  Then the hand released the cord and suddenly she could move freely. 
Quickly she moved her hands to the buckles, only to have her fingers refuse to
move when they got to them. "Sorry, but I can't let you release yourself." the
voice said. "But I can allow a small amount of self commanded movement." "Who are
you?" "I am Benny, your bondage suit." The voice was chipper, friendly, almost
Disney like. "Oh." "If you'd like to take a good look we can go in and look in
the bathroom mirror." "Sure." Wonderful thing about shrinking a lot,  Elvira
pondered as her body walked, through no will of hers,  into the bathroom, it
makes ya hard to rattle.  What she saw in the bathroom mirror rattled her anyway.
She was still naked, but that she knew.  Encircling her arms and legs were small
leather straps.  Interconnected by a network of thinner strips of leather.   The
straps formed a cone around each of her breast, and covering the nipples were two
glass eyes.  Directly below her breast was a large leather patch.  On the patch
was a nose and a mouth.  Every strap in the suit met at the patch.  Around her
throat a small ball hung loosely. One of the glass eyes winked at her. "Benny."
she said, her voice completely numb. "How do you do.  I hope to make your
captivity as pleasant as possible.  In me you have the ultimate in bondage gear,
polite, flexible, and completely escape proof.  You are utterly helpless in my
grasp. "Yea!" Elvira gave a mock cheer.  Benny was every telephone sales person
she had ever talked to.  He made it sound so natural, so right, that she be
his(?) prisoner. "Beny." Uncle Frank called.  Instantly Elvira found herself
walking back into the bedroom.  A small push cart was waiting by the bed.  Above
it a small feather hung in mid air. "Just set her down on the bed." Frank said. 
His voice held a slight tremor.  A lilt that nearly broke through every few
seconds. Elvira was moved to the bed and forced to lay down.  Uncle Frank took
hold of her ankles and moved them over the edge.  Then a strange contraption was
pulled out of the cart.  It was a small wood frame, with two rings in the center
that fit over her ankles.   From the frame ten small cords hung, at the end of
each was a woven fabric tube.  Uncle Frank attached each of the tubes to one of
Elvira's toes.  It was when he pulled them taunt that she realized they were
miniature Chinese finger traps.  He adjusted a knob on the frame and her toes her
pulled up and away from each other.  A small bar with two rings was attached to
either of her big toes, holding them apart and rigid. The babysitter swallowed as
she realized how vulnerable her feet were.  The next thing to come out of the
tray confused her.  It was a portable tape player.   Uncle Frank put it on the
floor and then produced a large feather. "Let's warm up a little shall we." The
feather glided across the soul of her foot and Elvira started to giggle.  He kept
this up for a few minutes, then moved on. When he started to tickle the space
between her toes Elvira nearly jumped off the bed, despite Benny.  She had never
realized how ticklish she was there.  It only took a few strokes of the feather
for her to laugh so hard tears come to her eyes.  Uncle Frank pulled back and let
her laughter play itself out. "I think we're ready." he said. They were both
surprised when the doorbell rang. "Who would dare interrupt me now?"  Uncle Frank
raved.  "Are you expecting anyone?" "Are you kidding?  I tell all my friends to
stay away from this place." "Well we shall soon see.  Benny, a gag if you
please." Before Elvira could react the ball that hung around her throat stuffed
itself into her mouth. "Now to deal with the interloper." Please let it be a swat
team, Elvira prayed.

{Our heroine is helpless, what could be worse?  Who could be at the door?   
She'll find out soon}