Peaches and Vicky have you right where they want you… shrunken and helpless. “Look who it is…Our asshole neighbor.” Vicky and Peaches found out who was ratting on them for smoking in their apartment, and oh boy…you are in trouble! Vicky tells you that they have shrunk you, and now you’ll be their own personal ashtray. Vicky and Peaches spark up their cigarettes, and take a few puffs. They take turns ashing right on top of your tiny body. They rub their feet over you, and blow their smoke right in your face. Vicky tells you to open up wide as she ashes on you. “I think I burned him…” They laugh at your pain, and continue to ash on top of you. They finish their cigarettes, and put you under a bowl until they need you again. Now you are Peaches and Vicky’s personal ashtray.