Tied down

George awoke some time later in Rachel's bedroom. He tried to sit up but realized he was tied to the bed. The room was pitch black but he could see someone was sitting in the shadows watching him. Suddenly light flooded the room and he saw Sarah, or at least someone who looked just like Sarah standing over him. In the distance he could see the tiny woman from the bathtub, she was stuck to a wall with several pieces of duct tape holding her in place. He hands were free and she appeared to be trying to free herself but to her the tape was like thick leather.
The Sarah look-alike pulled up a chair and sat down next to the bed. She looked down at George and said, "Boy, I really was pretty hot, but so tiny" with a laugh.
"Rachel!?" George realized, "But why? We were going to give you the medallion and had no intention of causing any trouble. We still won't, just return Sarah..."
He was interrupted by another loud laugh from Rachel.
"You don't get it. This was my plan from the start."
George just stared at her in stunned silence and Rachel continued,
"The only thing that was true about what I told you was that I was stuck in that form because I lost the medallion. I was never in love with a football player, never a cheerleader, never willingly made into what you are now."
"Then who are you?" George asked, tears forming in his eyes, he tried to turn away ashamed of himself for letting his emotions get the better of him but he knew that like this, as small and defenseless as he now was, even if he managed to get free, Rachel could overpower him with little to no effort.
Rachel saw this and only smiled.
"It's ok, you can cry. No one will think any less of you, it's just us girls" As she gently rubbed his right nipple in a slow circular motion. The feeling was so intense it overrode his fear momentarily and he let out a soft moan.
Rachel stopped when she saw she had achieved the desired effect.
"See? It's not all bad, I've been in that body so long, I know exactly what makes it tick".
She quickly pinched a spot under his arm that sent a wave of pain shooting through his body, sending him back into panic mode, this time he didn't even bother trying to hide it, he just sobbed loudly until Rachel began speaking.
"Stop crying or I'll give you reason to cry" she said, holding her hand up like she was going to slap him. Despite his fear, he managed to calm himself down and the cries became soft sobs, and soon stopped altogether.
"Good", Rachel said when she saw him stop crying, "Now, where was I?" she paused.
"Oh yeah, I was telling you who I really am. You know what? I think I'll save that story for another time, we're going to have so much time to get to know each other, you, me, even Barbie over there" she motioned over to Sarah, who had given up her struggle and was hanging there limply. George though for a moment she might be dead but Rachel assured him,
"Don't worry, she's fine. I've done this plenty of times and I've never lost one yet. But you'll see soon enough", as she reached into her purse.