The slave girl sees you in the glass and picks it up to examine you.  She talks to you in some incomprehensible language while giving the glass and shack and sending you into the sides of the glass. 

A moment later her fingers come into the glass and she grabs your one inch body and lifts you out of the glass and into the palm of her hand.  She is pretty with brown shoulder length hair, brown eyes and a dark complexion that looks middle eastern.  You try talking to her but she just giggles at your tiny voice not able to understand you. 

A moment later her hand lowers down and you are dropped into a pocket of the simple one piece outfit she is wearing.  She goes back to her chores while you lie trapped deep in her pocket. 

Hours go by before her fingers down and grabbing and withdraw you from her pocket.  You are in a very small room with must be hers with something that you think passes for a bed and a chest with some clothes and belongings in it. 

She sits on her bed and stares at you in her palm.  Her finger descends on you and plays with your body lightly touching you and she gives you are hard on that she looks at amazed.  You figure she hasn't seen a naked man in her life much less one as small as you. 

She gives you some bread and water to eat which you are grateful for and eat up.  When you are done, she brings her palm up to her mouth and plants a kiss on you that covers your entire body.  She gets in bed and drops you on her pillow and then sits on all fours towering over you looking down with a hungry look.  She lowers her mouth and kisses you several times before using her finger tip to stimulate you until you cum.   She giggles at your reaction and then talks to you with a voice like you are a tiny pet rather than the sultan or at least a man. 

You try to talk to her but she just giggles at your voice and continues playing with you.  She is fairly small in stature maybe 5 foot 2 inches but she is a giantess to you with her finger bigger than your whole body.

She goes over to her chest and looks in there for a few minutes and comes back with a wooden box.  She opens it and drops you inside.  You yell for her to let you out but she smiles chattering away as she closes the lid and latching it locking you inside.

You sit there and realize the trouble you are in.  You are only a inch tall held by this girl that doesn't even speak your language.  How are you going to get back to Natalia or the lamp is beyond you.    You settle in for the night and hope tomorrow works out better.