Barbie's eyes gleamed with mischief as she held the shrink ray gun, a wicked smile curling her lips. She had been planning this for weeks, ever since Ken had started bringing his annoying friend Kelly over to the Dreamhouse uninvited. Kelly, with her garish outfits and stripper heels, grated on Barbie's nerves like nails on a chalkboard.

But now, Barbie had the perfect revenge. The shrink ray, which she'd "borrowed" from her genius ponytail-wearing scientist friend, was ready. Carefully, she aimed it at Ken and zapped him, watching with satisfaction as he shrank down to the size of a bug.

"Hey doll, what's up?" Ken's tiny voice piped up from the floor. Barbie smirked.

"Oh, just waiting for Kelly to get here. She has no idea what's in store." She set Ken down on the carpet and hurried to the front door, eager to lure Kelly inside.

Right on cue, high heels click-clacked up the walkway. Barbie plastered on a sugary sweet smile and flung open the door. "Kelly! So glad you could make it! Come on in."

The scantily clad human Barbie clone sauntered inside, her towering stilettos making her already long legs look like they went on for miles. Barbie bit back a snort. As if Kelly wasn't already freakishly tall.

"I brought champagne!" Kelly announced, holding up a bottle. "Thought we could get this party started!"

"Mmm, you read my mind!" Barbie gushed. She couldn't wait to see tiny Ken get flattened by Kelly's sky-high heels. "Let's go to the living room!"

She led the way, "accidentally" kicking Ken under the coffee table as Kelly clacked in behind her. Ken let out a yelp as Kelly's stiletto heel hovered over his tiny body.

"Oopsie, did I step on something?" Kelly giggled, looking down and spotting the miniscule doll. Her eyes lit up. "Eeee! A little Ken doll! So adorbs!"

"No, get away!" Ken shrieked, trying to squirm out from under her shoe. But Kelly just cooed and lifted her foot, holding Ken between her thumb and forefinger. He wriggled helplessly.

"Aww, he's so cute!" Kelly cooed, bringing Ken's struggling form right up to her face. "And he looks good enough to eat..."

Barbie watched, transfixed with glee, as Kelly popped miniscule Ken into her mouth and crunched down, grinding her teeth. She could only imagine how terrifying it must be to be eaten alive. Served him right.

"You're welcome," Barbie purred when Kelly swallowed with a satisfied gulp. "I've been dying to get rid of him."

"No problem, babe," Kelly said breezily. "I do love a good Ken-sized snack."

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