THE MINI RACERS
A Venn Machine Tale: by Drosmire
“I can’t believe we are actually going to do this,” Crystal spoke up as she and her friends approached the Venn Machine.
The mall was actually quite busy today which was a great sight. Malls in America had been on the decline with the rise of online shopping. Major cities were not impacted but the ones in smaller cities had been struggling. The emergence of Venn Machines breathed new life into them. Many of these malls opened up one day to find a Venn Machine in the main lobbies. As the machines gained in popularity it increased the amount of foot traffic through the malls, which meant more people would stick around and shop.
“Oh come on you know this sounds like fun,” Dean replied.
“Yeah come on this is going to be way better than wearing us as clothes,” Sean told her as they entered the mall.
“I wouldn’t bet on that, but who said anything about you guys being our clothes. I seem to recall you both agreed to be whatever we want for an entire day if we agreed to this.” Crystal smirked at both of them. Dean and Sean shared a look then shrugged.
“Still pretty sure it’s gonna be worth it,” Dean said.
“Hell yeah,” Sean said as he slapped him on the shoulder.
Donna and Crystal shared a smile as they approached the line for the machine. Once it was finally their turn Sean set the machine up and with a grin practically dove into the machine. Donna was slightly more subdued as she walked in her side. Once the doors opened up Crystal went into Donna’s side and retrieved a metallic gray Corvette that was slightly bigger than most remote-controlled cars. Dean emerged from the other side carrying Sean who was roughly the size of a Ken doll. Crystal set the car on the ground and Dean placed Sean in the driver seat then they both dashed back into the Venn Machine. A minute later a doll sized Dean emerged from the Venn Machine. The next people waiting in line helped Dean out of the machine and retrieved Crystal as well. Crystal was the same model as Donna but she was Orange at the front darkening to a light red at the back. They set the two of them next to Donna and Sean.
“Okay does your radio work?” Sean’s voice emerged from Crystal’s dashboard mounted CB.
“Yeah. Are you ready to lose,” Dean replied as he keyed his own mic.
“I am absolutely ready to beat you. Go on 3,” Sean asked.
Both of them looked up at the same time realizing that they had drawn an audience. People were starting to gather around them wondering what they were up to. Several people had their phones out and were taking pictures or recording them.
“Just a sec,” Dean honked Crystal’s horn and waved up at them. A young lady knelt down taking the hint. “Can you give us a starting wave?”
She still couldn't hear him even when she was kneeling, so she wound up having to lower her head till her ear was just above Dean. Dean disappeared beneath a cascade of brown hair as he explained what they wanted. With a nod she stood back up and waved everyone out of the way. Standing off to the side she pointed to each of them then dropped her hand signaling the start.
They both mashed down the gas on their wives and raced off down the tile hallways. They had agreed that the first one to JC Penny’s was the winner, but it wasn’t just a contest of speed. The hallways were full of people shopping so they also had to navigate an obstacle course. They found themselves weaving back and forth through a forest of legs. Dean swerved right to go around a man in business slacks while Sean had to veer left to avoid a woman in tights. They moved back towards one another only to have to veer out again to go around a lady pushing a stroller, they could hear the toddler laughing as they zipped by. Children cheered as they zoomed by and so did some of the adults. Others used some descriptive language that was best not used around little ears. They continued to bob and weave around or through legs until they saw what they had been waiting for.
“Here comes the fun part,” Sean hollered as they approached the ramp to the next level. The mall was built on two slightly different levels and the ramp led down to the section that would bring them to the finish line. The ramp was packed with people and they both began to worry whether or not they could navigate it, but the only other way to drop down a level was the stairs. Fortunately, people either heard the whine of the electric motors or someone saw them coming. People began moving to the sides, opening a narrow path right down the middle. Dean was maybe half a bumper ahead of Sean as they hit the bottom of the ramp and veered left to make for their goal. It was the home stretch and Sean mashed the accelerator to the floorboard in a desperate attempt to get ahead of Dean. Dean, seeing how crowded the hallway was, did not accelerate.
As they were once again forced to swerve to avoid people, Sean’s increased speed had given him a temporary lead but now that same speed was forcing him to swerve wider. He nearly lost control as his car lost traction during a swerve and slid sideways for a moment before he was able to recover. The recovery cost him time and Dean shot across the finish line.
“Yeah!!!!” Dean drummed his hands on the dash as he brought Crystal to a halt. “We are definitely making this a regular thing.”
Sean pulled up beside him and both guys hopped out and greeted each other with grins and back slapping.
“Any chance this race was so good you would be willing to forget our bet?”
“Not a chance,” Dean replied. “Now let’s get out of here before mall security shows up.”
“Race you back?”
“You know we told the sitter we wouldn’t be back for at least a couple of hours. How about a game of follow the leader?” Dean grinned at Sean patting Crystal’s door.
“You are on. What are we betting?”
“No bet, this is just for fun.”
They both climbed back into the cars and Dean took off with Sean hot on his trail. They raced back through the hallways trading off the lead a few times before mall security stopped them. Security didn’t even bother talking to them. They just picked them up and carried them to the Venn Machine to restore them.
“Look guys if you want to race talk to the mall manager. It’s pretty quiet here on Sunday’s and the manager has been looking for a way to draw in more people.”
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Crystal was feeling more than a little nervous now that she had been changed. She couldn't see anything, but she could feel it when someone picked her up and moved her before setting her down. Her body rocked a little as Dean climbed into her and sat in the driver seat. When he started her up she felt her body come alive, the electricity pulsing through her body. Then power surged higher through her body and they were off. It was absolutely terrifying yet also exhilarating as they raced down the hallways while she was completely blind. She could feel her suspension bend and flex as they weaved first one direction then another trying to avoid whatever obstacles where in their path. There were small gaps between the tiles, and she could feel every bump as they crossed over them.
Finally the race ended as Dean brought them both to a stop. If she could have grinned, she would as Dean drummed on her dashboard. They must have won the bet. Dean hopped out briefly so he must be talking to Sean. Then she felt as he jumped back inside her and they were off again. They must have decided to do another race as she felt him mash down the accelerator veering through obstacles again. She felt herself wanting to laugh, the electricity flowing through her body felt like adrenaline pumping through her veins and it felt good.
After they had been restored the guys drove them home. Crystal and Donna were both exhausted from racing around the mall and went straight to bed. It was several hours before they came back out feeling refreshed and ready for the rest of the night.
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Night was just starting to settle in when the friends made their way back to the Venn Machine. Sean was the only one not dressed up for going out.
“Crystal, if you would do the honors,” Dean waved her forward. “You are better at this than I am.”
Sean went in the machine with her and by the time Crystal was done with him Woody from the movie Toy Story walked out the other side. He stood 5 feet tall and was a near perfect replication of the cartoon character.
“I still can’t quite get the joints right. Can you move okay Sean?”
“Yeah I should be fine.”
They drove Sean back to their house where Donna was watching her son and Crystal and Dean’s daughter. Like Dean and Crystal, she was dressed up for a night out.
“IT’S WOODY!” Both kids leapt off the couch as soon as they saw Sean and ran over to him.
“Momma, is he really going to stay with us tonight,” the young girl asked turning to Crystal.
“Yes Cindy,” Crystal replied.
“Woody is going to stay and keep an eye on you two so you had best behave yourselves,” Donna said as she gave the boy a hug. “That goes double for you Davis, you hear me?”
“Yes Momma.” Davis replied.
“We will try not to stay out too late.” Dean told Sean
“No, go out and have fun. We will be fine here.” Sean reassured all of them.
After he heard the car leave Sean turned to the two kids. “Who wants to play cowboy and spaceman?”
He might have grumbled about losing the bet with Dean, but the truth was Sean had a blast playing with the kids. He chased them around the house whooping and hollering till they found their blasters. Then it was his turn to be chased. Once both of them were good and worn out they sat down to watch Toy Story, and not too long after they were both asleep.
Dean, Crystal, and Donna didn’t get home till almost two in the morning. Sean and Donna loaded their son into the car and headed home. Dean checked on Cindy while Crystal went to get dressed for bed. She was stark naked when he walked into the room, posed on the bed like a pinup girl. She gave him a come-hither look.
Dean quickly stripped out of his clothes while Crystal watched. He climbed into bed while Crystal lay back waiting on him. They both tried to be quiet but between the squeaking of the bed, the occasional moan from Crystal or grunt from Dean it wasn’t long before they heard a cry from the other room. With a frustrated groan Dean rolled over.
“I will get her,” Crystal put on her robe as she left to check on their daughter.
“She starts preschool in the fall right,” Dean hollered from the bed.
“Says the man who cried the first time we dropped her off with a sitter,” Crystal shot back. She opened the door and peeked into their daughter's room. “What’s wrong baby?”
“I heard scary noises.” Cindy sat up in her bed rubbing her eyes.
“Aww baby,” Crystal sat on the bed beside her daughter. “I am sorry. Mommy and Daddy were playing, we didn’t mean to wake you.”
“Were you playing cowboy and spaceman?”
“Yes we were playing cowboy and space girl,” Crystal replied, fighting a smile. She picked her up and held her close. “It’s time for you to go back to sleep though.”
It took her half an hour to get Cindy back to sleep. She tucked her back in and silently slipped out of the bedroom. Dean was still awake reading a book in bed.
“I didn’t cry when I dropped our little girl off. I just had sinus problems,” Dean told her while still reading his book.
“Of course dear,” Crystal dropped the robe on the floor sliding back into bed beside him.
“You know you being naked in bed with me is not going to improve the odds of our daughter sleeping the rest of the night,” Dean commented dryly without looking up from his book.
“True but you are really cranky in the morning when we get interrupted. So maybe just try to be quiet.” Crystal gave him a kiss then disappeared beneath the covers. Dean set his book aside and closed his eyes trying to not make any noise as his wife finished what they had started.
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Sunday morning Dean and Crystal went back to the mall. Donna was keeping an eye on the kids while they were out, Crystal would watch them both when she got back so Donna and Sean could visit the machine.
“So what am I going to be for the day?”
“It’s a surprise.”
They both put their personal items into a locker and went to the Venn Machine. Crystal set the time to 16 hours since Dean had to work in the morning. She quickly made her selection and hit the button. Once the timer expired she dashed over to the other side and stuffed something into her pocket, then retrieving their things from the lockers she headed home.
"So what did you turn him into," Sean asked as she came through the front door.
"You should probably worry about what Donna has in store for you instead of what I did with Dean."
"Okay so what do you have planned," he asked Donna.
Sean tried not to sulk as they drove to the mall. Despite his repeated attempts Donna refused to tell him what was going to happen. Every time he brought it up she would simply shrug and continue watching the road. Finally once they were inside the machine she spoke up.
“You know what the most amusing part of your race was yesterday?” Sean just shook his head no. “The idea of you being the size of a doll.”
Sean was still trying to process what she had said when he suddenly couldn’t see through the screen anymore. The screen now loomed far overhead in a booth that was suddenly far too massive for him. The light from the opening was blotted out as the enormous figure of his wife approached. She moved slowly so as not to frighten him. Kneeling down she gently scooped him up in her hand.
“You are every bit as adorable as I thought you would be,” her voice boomed. She held him close to her body as she retrieved her purse from the lockers and carried him back to the car. Once she was buckled in, she set him on her lap and told him to behave himself. Sean for his part kept one hand on the seat belt to keep himself stable as her leg shifted while she drove. In city driving was a lot of stop and go and he wound up feeling like he was riding a bucking bronc as she moved her foot from the gas to the brake.
When the car came to a stop he was in for a surprise. Instead of picking up their son Davis from Crystal she had driven them straight home. She carried him into the living room where she set him down on the coffee table. Leaving him there she put away her purse and got herself something to drink. Coming back she sat on the couch right in front of Sean and set her drink on a coaster right next to him.
“I am sure by now you are wondering why we didn’t pick Davis up. Crystal and I called our parents and asked them to babysit for today so we could have a little alone time. They were more than happy to entertain their grandchildren so we have all day just to ourselves.” She rested her chin in her palm as she looked down on him. “Now what shall we do to entertain ourselves?”
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Once her parents had picked up the kids Crystal went to the bedroom and stripped down to her bra and panties. Putting her robe on she retrieved Dean’s new form from her pants pocket and went back out to the couch. Opening her hand she looked down on the two items that were once her husband. One was egg shaped and nestled perfectly in her palm; the other was a slim rectangle remote with a slide control.
“Seeing as how I finished you off last night, I figured the least you could do was return the favor,” Crystal said as she slid the egg-shaped object into her panties. Holding the control in her hand she eased the slider up one notch. The sound of a low hum emanated from her panties as she shifted her position, closing her eyes and laying her head back. “There is no rush though.”
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As the week progressed nobody really gave any more thought to what the mall security had said. That is until Wednesday when one of their friends sent them a link to a you tube video. Someone had pieced together video of them racing through the mall from some of the phone recordings, and they had even managed to get the mall security footage of them weaving through the crowd. The video had gone viral, and the more they thought about it the more they wanted to do it again. By Thursday they had made up their minds and called the mall manager to arrange a meeting.
“So from our earlier conversation I take it you have a proposal for me,” the manager asked.
They had talked all this out earlier and decided that Dean should be the one to make the pitch. Dean showed the manager the video explaining how it was still gaining in popularity and how they wanted to do another race. This time with more people and maybe some obstacles.
“I like the idea but there is risk of injury or possible property damage,” the manager replied.
“All of the people and cars will be venned so there is no risk of permanent injury. As far as property damage we could set up a small barricade around the race path to stop cars from spinning out into one of the stores. The rules would be simple, both the car and driver have to be venned. No James Bond style gadgets, just mini racing.
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A month later they were pulling in front of the mall. A large banner hung over the main entrance WELCOME TO THE FIRST EVER MALL MINI RACERS!!!!
“You ready for this,” Crystal asked Dean. He just grinned at her and gave a thumbs up.
“Remember our deal?” Donna rested her arms on Sean’s shoulders locking her fingers behind his neck.
“Yeah, if one of us wins the winner gets to turn their wife into whatever they want for 24 hours.”
A second car pulled up with Cindy and Davis in the back seats. They jumped out of the car followed by their grandparents. The kids ran over to their parents trying to find out what all the excitement was over.
“Well, we are going to be racing in the mall,” Dean said kneeling down so he could look them in the eyes. “You wanna see your mommy and daddy race?”
“Yeah.” Both kids jumped up and down clapping.
“So what happens if I don’t win,” Sean asked as they walked in the main doors.
“If you lose I get my tiny husband back,” Donna grinned at Sean as he slowly turned pale.
“Any chance I could persuade you to throw the race,” Sean asked Dean.
“Hell no,” Dean clapped him on the shoulder. “Donna is the nice sister. I don’t want to find out what Crystal has planned if I lose.”
As they approached the Venn Machine, they found a sign indicating that the left line was for racers and the right line for the cars. There were attendants standing by the machine to help get the shrunken racers to their cars. They had expected three, maybe four other racers. There had to be at least 15 groups in line to be changed.
“Good luck boys,” Crystal said as she and Donna went to the line for the cars.
“So out of idle curiosity what happens if I lose?” Crystal didn’t answer, she just blew a kiss at him and smiled.
“Oh crap.” Dean tried not to worry as they got closer to the machine. He reassured himself with the thought that he had spent the last few weeks tweaking Crystal’s design. Everything would be fine. He entered the machine and asked for Crystal’s recent transformations. Selecting the newest version, he hit the button and waited on the changes. The timer expired and he was once again staring up at a screen that towered over him. The side of the booth opened letting him out. The attendant came in and picked him up. She carried him over to where the other attendant was setting Crystal down. He had changed her paint scheme to a pearlescent blue. His daughter came over to see her tiny dad.
“Good luck Daddy,” she waved down at him.
Dean waved back at her then hit the ignition button. Crystal’s motor came to life with a purr. He pushed in her clutch and slipped her into gear. He had gone with a manual transmission so he could control the shift times. He hoped it would give him an edge accelerating out of the turns.
There were so many racers that they couldn’t all go at once. They had to go in three separate runs. The top two from each set were entered into the finals. Dean and Sean both made the finals. There was an intermission as the mall staff had to set up for the final race. Dean and Sean drove over to the sidelines to spend a little time with their kids before the final race. Cindy marveled over her tiny father who was the same size as her barbie dolls. She made him promise that one day she could have a tea party with him and her dolls. Dean agreed so long as her mother was present as well. Davis just wanted to know if he could drive his dad around in one of his remote-controlled cars. Sean agreed that after the race he could drive him around in his remote-controlled car.
“RACERS BACK TO THE STARTING LINE.” The call came over the intercom. Dean and Sean waved to their kids then climbed back into their race cars and went back to the start. Lots were drawn for where on the line the finalists started. Dean pulled the outside left lane while Sean was dead center. Dean was right next to a car that looked similar to an RX7 with dark red paint and gold trim. The other side of him was a blue and green mustang, then Sean in his dark blue corvette, a jet-black pickup was number four, number 5 was a BMW, and number 6 was a Mitsubishi Eclipse.
“This race will be to K’s Merchandise and back,” came a voice over the intercom.
Dean pushed in Crystal’s clutch and shifted her into gear. He kept her clutch depressed so he wouldn’t jump the start. A young woman in shorts and a shirt with the mall’s name on it stepped where all 6 of them could see her. She raised both hands above her head and held them there. All 6 of them started revving their engines. She dropped her arms and Dean released the clutch and they shot off the starting line. There wasn’t enough room for anyone to really pull away before they all had to swing to the right to take the hall that would lead to K’s. As soon as they turned the corner all 6 of them saw what the delay had been. Mannequins had been positioned all across the hallway creating obstacles that they would have to avoid. Dean and the RX7 stayed neck and neck as they raced down the hallway. He had no time to worry about how anyone else was doing as he began to slalom through the mannequins.
They were halfway down the hall when Dean heard a crunching sound from somewhere behind him. Looking in his rear-view mirror he saw a car had lost control and started flipping. He couldn’t spare enough attention to see which car it had been. Each time he maneuvered the RX7 was right there with him. As they were approaching K’s Dean checked to see that he actually had almost half a car length lead on the RX. The really tricky part was coming up. They had to physically enter K’s before they could turn around so he would have to time this just right to try and make the turn before his competition.
Dean swung just a little too wide making the turnaround at K’s and the RX cut underneath him and took the lead. It wasn’t much of a lead and to try and close the gap Dean let the RPM’s drift into the red before shifting to maximize as much acceleration as he could. The way back Dean saw Sean fly by on his way to make the turn followed by two others. That meant it was just him and the RX. They went back through the mannequins, both of them pushing hard to win.
As they came around the final turn Dean had closed the gap and was only half a car length behind and was slowly gaining on him. Then he heard his opponent's engine pitch change and his car started pulling away from him in the last straightaway. Dean took 2nd place, Sean was almost a full minute behind them in third.
There was a brief ceremony once everyone was restored. Dean, Sean, and the driver of the RX7 all got gift certificates to the mall with the RX7 driver getting the largest amount.
“I gotta ask how did you pull away there at the end,” Dean asked the RX7 driver once the ceremony was over.
“I built in a device that stores some of the excess charge from the engine. It acts kind of like a turbo. Once the motor has run long enough it has sufficient charge to give it a short boost.”
“So when do I owe you another night with a tiny husband,” Sean asked Donna as soon as the ceremony was over.
“Not today,” she replied. “Davis was telling me about your promise to let him drive you around in one of his remote-controlled cars.”
“I heard you and I are having a tea party tonight as well,” Crystal said giving Dean a nudge.
So for the third time today Sean and Dean found themselves back inside the Venn Machine. Their wives shrunk them down to doll size once again and carried them both out of the store.
Sean spent the next couple of hours holding on for dear life as his son raced his remote-controlled truck around the back yard. He had set up some blocks with boards on them so he could jump his truck. Sean held on to the roll cage so as not to get thrown.
“Okay Davis that’s enough fun for today,” Donna told her son after a few hours. She picked Sean up out of the vehicle once it came to a stop. “Go inside and wash up for dinner.”
Sean sat on the table for dinner as Donna fed him little bites of food. After dinner she put Sean in the bedroom and fixed Davis a bath. After she had Davis layed down for the night she came to bed. Once she had herself situated under the blankets she picked Sean up and tucked him in between her breasts.
“Sleep tight honey,”
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Dean was sitting at a pink table surrounded by stuffed animals that his daughter had invited to the tea party. Cindy and Crystal sat across the table from him. Cindy poured Kool aid into a tiny pink cup that still took Dean two hands to lift. She slid it over to him so he could have “tea” with the rest of them. After she served her mom and dad, she poured some for the rest of her guests. Crystal diced up some food as small as she could and put it on a plate so Dean could feed himself.
He waited on the bed while Crystal gave their daughter a bath. Once she had Cindy in bed she came back and lay in bed with him.
“Good night honey,” Crystal kissed him on the face. Her mouth was so big that her lips covered his whole head. Her lips parted as she sucked his head into her mouth. “Oops, so sorry.”
“So I have to ask. I have never seen Sean so nervous about a change before, and I was there when she told him he would spend the weekend as her dancing shoes.”
Crystal tucked her hands beneath her cheek as she rolled over to look at him. Even with the weight of her head squeezing his part of the pillow up Dean was only as tall as her face was wide. She looked at him for a moment before she decided to answer.
"She used him as a sex toy."
"That doesn't sound so bad," Dean replied not understanding why Sean would be so nervous about that.
"Are you saying you would be okay with me doing that to you?"
Dean paused for a moment, but his curiosity got the better of him. He stripped out of his clothes and stood on the pillow next to her head. She gently lifted him up and slid him under the blankets. Her other hand tugged her underwear down as she spread her legs. She slowly slid him down her body headfirst till he hovered right in front of her sex. Her finger moved to the back of his head easing him forward till he could kiss her split.
"He probably wouldn't have minded it except she lost control in the throes of her orgasm and crushed him while he was inside her." She slowly applied more pressure as his head slipped between her lips and her body eagerly swallowed him. He could feel her moan vibrate through her body as he was eased further in. The walls of her sex were already soaking wet, and he could taste her arousal. The walls squeezed tighter on his body as she wrapped her fingers gently around his legs and began to slide him in and out.
“Good luck," she moaned breathlessly.