"Good morning, tiny toy! Come on over here!"
You wake up as the bathrobe over your cage is abruptly thrown aside, flooding your enclosure with light, and Debbie's giant face booms a greeting down at you again. She pops open the cage door as you stir to your feet, then holds her hand out next to it as you obediently climb out of her panties and walk into it.
Although you're groggy, you're starting to get kind of used to getting carried around by giant women - or with them - and you handle it pretty well as Debbie takes you to her bathroom and casually starts to wash you in the sink.
Her soapy fingers feel all over your body and pay special attention to your lower body, with its early-morning condition, as she giggles. She winks down at you in her hand, and traces the other one over her crotch seductively. "Miss me already? Don't worry. I'm in a good mood, so you don't have to kiss my ass all day today. Maybe if you're good, I'll give you a chance to get up in me later anyway!" You gulp, watching her fingers trace over her work jeans with a mix of dread and fascination.
Having washed you, Debbie casually wipes your body dry on the side of her jeans, then carries you over to her nightstand where a long leather cord is laid out. "You can just hang out with me today," she explains, as she makes a loop around your chest with the middle of the cord and then knots it behind you. She picks up the ends of the cord and brings them back behind her neck, yanking you up and into her chest, and then ties it behind her in a makeshift necklace.
"There we go," says Debbie, as she looks down at you hanging from her neck, and pokes you down into her cleavage. "If anyone asks, you're wearing shoes and a shirt, okay? Store policy. If anyone asks about our relationship, don't be shy about telling them how much you love it." She explains, then goes on to begin her day without waiting for an answer.
The ride to Debbie's work is much more comfortable this time, relaxed between her big soft breast. She does soon order you to sing along with her and her pop songs, though, for which she rewards you with a pat on the head and a 'good boy' when the ride is done.
The real stress comes when Debbie walks into her store, and you, carried in her chest, are surrounded by the giant crowds and devices rushing by you in real time, publicly, more than ever before since you've been shrunk.
You jump as Debbie greets her manager, Amanda, and says "this is Joe." You look up to see a pale-skinned girl with green eyes, frizzy red hair, and extremely thick looking glasses. Debbie goes on: "He was my boyfriend and he shrank in a weird accident. Now he needs me to take care of him, and I need my little boy toy. Isn't that right, little guy?" She coos, and shrugs her shoulders quickly to hug her breasts around you.
Amanda looks shocked at the interaction, which is hardly anything like what she was probably expecting to see today. Looking up from her baffled face to Debbie's confident one, while stuck in her boobs, you remember what she told you earlier, and answer: "Yes, of course, Debbie. I love belonging to you."
The huge green eyes of Amanda look somewhat suspicious at this, but she backs up, still seeming confused, and says "nice to meet you, Joe. How... happy for you, but Debbie - I understand your, uh, partner needs special care, but please don't let it interfere with your work okay?"
"Of course!" Says Debbie promptly. She works in a women's fashion store, so she expects her new trinket to help engage conversations with the customers, if anything.
...
...but how do the customers take it?