No more protection & Trish chose Abbie to join her
2 Years Ago
“Abs” Trish spooked Abigail as she sorted through her books in her locker. “Meet me in the bathroom. Don’t fucking disappoint me.” With that, Trish slammed Abigail’s locker closed.
As Trish walked off to the nearest lady’s room, the school bells rang marking the start of the next period. Abigail felt compelled to run off to class, but her inner survival instincts told her not to upset Trish.
Abbie dumped her things in her locker, and with her head held low, she walked towards the bathroom. Her heart fluttered as she wondered what Trish was going to do her. All things considered, Abbie hasn’t been bullied by Trish that roughly, compared to other students. Shit, even the seniors weren’t immune to Trish’s bad attitude and bullying. Abbie had escaped relatively unharmed. She’s probably only done about two or three homework assignments for Trish. And there was one time Trish said she forgot her money, so she took Abbie’s for lunch.
Whatever it was, Abbie was on Trish’s good side. Best to keep it that way, and go to the bathroom and figure out what she wants.
The bathroom was empty except for Abbie The punk girl stood in the middle of the room with her arms crossed. She looked pissed.
“You wanted to see me, Trish?” She moused.
“Get closer to me.” Trish said in an authoritative tone.
Abbie obeyed. “Did you need me to help with an assignment or someth--”
“Shut the hell up already. Listen. I want to do something to see if I like it. If you tell anyone what happens here, I will break your fucking jaw.”
Abbie nodded. Her eyes wide, looking up like a little lost child.
Trish ran a hand through Abbie’s hair and then grabbed hold of the back of her head. Trish leaned in close and started giving Abbie a wet kiss. Abigail was as still as stone. This came out of nowhere. She didn’t know what to do, but let her lips go limp and let Trish have her way.
Trish stuck out her tongue and entered Abbie’s mouth. She began exploring her mouth and sucking on Abbie’s lips and tongue. The little mouse girl tasted good.
After several moments, Trish broke the kiss and let out a moan. Abigail looked up wide-eyed and saw a human side in Trish she’s never seen before.
Trish regained her composure, looked and Abbie, and then slapped her lightly. “Hey idiot, close your mouth.” Trish then proceeded to go through Abbie’s pockets and found money -- Abbie’s lunch money for the week. Trish took it and looked Abbie in the eye. “I liked it. Don’t say anything, whore. I won’t warn you again.”
Trish left Abbie alone. Abbie wasn’t sure what to feel. She liked boys, not girls. But that kiss….it was electric. Maybe the excitement came, because it was Trish -- the almighty school bully. The one everyone feared, decided to experiment her first girl-on-girl kiss with the little mousy Abbie. Whatever the reason, Abbie couldn’t help but feel honored.
It didn’t last long, however. Abbie started getting picked on by Trish like the rest of students. If not, more.
===
“How can I become a Brobby?” Abbie heard herself say. “I thought the school lottery was the only way.”
“It’s not.” Trish sighed. “So naive. Another way to become a Brobby, is to find a current Brobby willing to swap sizes with you.”
That’s right, Abbie thought. The energy required to grow someone, could be taken from the energy expelled as someone’s mass shrunk. It would be a one-for-one mass swap.
What the hell was Abbie thinking? Was she really considering joining forces with the most evil person she’s ever met?
But....there was a chance to become a Brobby. Her dream. She could bring equality to the Lilliputians if she was a Brobby. Explain to the Brobdingnagians that Lilliputians are human too. Maybe she could stop the repeal of the protection laws currently granted over Lilliputians. Maybe she could stop Trish. And steal another kiss from her.
Abbie shook her head. Where did that last thought come from?
Anyway, if there was a chance to become a Brobby, Abbie felt that she should take it.
“You know someone who is willing to swap sizes with me?” Abbie finally asked.
Trish smiled. “So, you do want to join me?”
Abbie hesitated. “I do.”
“You’ll be a Brobby by tomorrow.” Trish was glowing. “I just need to call me dad, and tell him to proceed with the Lilly protection law repeal.”
“What?”
“Well we can’t have fun with that pesky law.”
“Uhm, right.” Abbie thought that maybe she had a chance to keep those protective laws...but now. “Your dad has the power to repeal that law? As a Lilliputian?”
“You thought I won the Brobby lottery at school, fair-and-square?” Trish laughed. Abbie thought her ear drums were going to pop. “My dad has connections in government and my mom is a lawyer. Together they found a loophole that will make the protection law go away. All they ask, is for me to protect them as Lilliputians. They wanted me to become a Brobby because of that. Anyway, my parents don’t give a fuck about Lilliputians. Only money and power. I love them so much. But for whatever reason, they want to stay as Lilliputians. They are happy enough that their daughter is a Brobby, and that I’ll find a safe place in my home here, for them to live.”
Abbie wanted to argue with Trish, but she withheld. She needed to survive. Everything sounded disgusting. Or was there something she was missing. Why did Trish have such disregard for Lilliputians, when she herself was one? After all, Abbie was so eager to become a Brobby, did she not have Lilly pride. Life was weird, she thought.
“Abs” Trish spooked Abigail as she sorted through her books in her locker. “Meet me in the bathroom. Don’t fucking disappoint me.” With that, Trish slammed Abigail’s locker closed.
As Trish walked off to the nearest lady’s room, the school bells rang marking the start of the next period. Abigail felt compelled to run off to class, but her inner survival instincts told her not to upset Trish.
Abbie dumped her things in her locker, and with her head held low, she walked towards the bathroom. Her heart fluttered as she wondered what Trish was going to do her. All things considered, Abbie hasn’t been bullied by Trish that roughly, compared to other students. Shit, even the seniors weren’t immune to Trish’s bad attitude and bullying. Abbie had escaped relatively unharmed. She’s probably only done about two or three homework assignments for Trish. And there was one time Trish said she forgot her money, so she took Abbie’s for lunch.
Whatever it was, Abbie was on Trish’s good side. Best to keep it that way, and go to the bathroom and figure out what she wants.
The bathroom was empty except for Abbie The punk girl stood in the middle of the room with her arms crossed. She looked pissed.
“You wanted to see me, Trish?” She moused.
“Get closer to me.” Trish said in an authoritative tone.
Abbie obeyed. “Did you need me to help with an assignment or someth--”
“Shut the hell up already. Listen. I want to do something to see if I like it. If you tell anyone what happens here, I will break your fucking jaw.”
Abbie nodded. Her eyes wide, looking up like a little lost child.
Trish ran a hand through Abbie’s hair and then grabbed hold of the back of her head. Trish leaned in close and started giving Abbie a wet kiss. Abigail was as still as stone. This came out of nowhere. She didn’t know what to do, but let her lips go limp and let Trish have her way.
Trish stuck out her tongue and entered Abbie’s mouth. She began exploring her mouth and sucking on Abbie’s lips and tongue. The little mouse girl tasted good.
After several moments, Trish broke the kiss and let out a moan. Abigail looked up wide-eyed and saw a human side in Trish she’s never seen before.
Trish regained her composure, looked and Abbie, and then slapped her lightly. “Hey idiot, close your mouth.” Trish then proceeded to go through Abbie’s pockets and found money -- Abbie’s lunch money for the week. Trish took it and looked Abbie in the eye. “I liked it. Don’t say anything, whore. I won’t warn you again.”
Trish left Abbie alone. Abbie wasn’t sure what to feel. She liked boys, not girls. But that kiss….it was electric. Maybe the excitement came, because it was Trish -- the almighty school bully. The one everyone feared, decided to experiment her first girl-on-girl kiss with the little mousy Abbie. Whatever the reason, Abbie couldn’t help but feel honored.
It didn’t last long, however. Abbie started getting picked on by Trish like the rest of students. If not, more.
===
“How can I become a Brobby?” Abbie heard herself say. “I thought the school lottery was the only way.”
“It’s not.” Trish sighed. “So naive. Another way to become a Brobby, is to find a current Brobby willing to swap sizes with you.”
That’s right, Abbie thought. The energy required to grow someone, could be taken from the energy expelled as someone’s mass shrunk. It would be a one-for-one mass swap.
What the hell was Abbie thinking? Was she really considering joining forces with the most evil person she’s ever met?
But....there was a chance to become a Brobby. Her dream. She could bring equality to the Lilliputians if she was a Brobby. Explain to the Brobdingnagians that Lilliputians are human too. Maybe she could stop the repeal of the protection laws currently granted over Lilliputians. Maybe she could stop Trish. And steal another kiss from her.
Abbie shook her head. Where did that last thought come from?
Anyway, if there was a chance to become a Brobby, Abbie felt that she should take it.
“You know someone who is willing to swap sizes with me?” Abbie finally asked.
Trish smiled. “So, you do want to join me?”
Abbie hesitated. “I do.”
“You’ll be a Brobby by tomorrow.” Trish was glowing. “I just need to call me dad, and tell him to proceed with the Lilly protection law repeal.”
“What?”
“Well we can’t have fun with that pesky law.”
“Uhm, right.” Abbie thought that maybe she had a chance to keep those protective laws...but now. “Your dad has the power to repeal that law? As a Lilliputian?”
“You thought I won the Brobby lottery at school, fair-and-square?” Trish laughed. Abbie thought her ear drums were going to pop. “My dad has connections in government and my mom is a lawyer. Together they found a loophole that will make the protection law go away. All they ask, is for me to protect them as Lilliputians. They wanted me to become a Brobby because of that. Anyway, my parents don’t give a fuck about Lilliputians. Only money and power. I love them so much. But for whatever reason, they want to stay as Lilliputians. They are happy enough that their daughter is a Brobby, and that I’ll find a safe place in my home here, for them to live.”
Abbie wanted to argue with Trish, but she withheld. She needed to survive. Everything sounded disgusting. Or was there something she was missing. Why did Trish have such disregard for Lilliputians, when she herself was one? After all, Abbie was so eager to become a Brobby, did she not have Lilly pride. Life was weird, she thought.
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June 8, 2023
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