A "Little" Field Trip.
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
bobconstable
"Tomorrow, I shall take you to school with me...and experiment on you in private."
Almost immediately, you begin thrashing about. Doing your best to break free from the strips of the masking tape holding your twisted and balled-up form in place. You even trying calling out for help through the relatively tiny piece of tape gagging your mouth!
But, of the course, the best you can manage is a series of desperate "Mmmmphs!".
Finally, you settle down. Causing Miss Hilda to smile and look at her wristwatch.
"Interesting! It took you ten minutes to stop struggling. Although, that obviously has more to do with your stamina and stubbornness, at this size, rather than acceptance of your fate. But, we will eventually remedy that latter tendency. For I meant what I told your would-be sister-in-law, mein kleine wunder-Ball. You are now my permanent possession!"
Whereupon, she picks you up and takes you into her bedroom. There, she opens the top drawer of her dresser...and deposits you in the right-hand cup of the top-most bra.
"Guten nacht, little one."
Whereupon, she folds the left-hand cup over your improvised bed before closing the drawer altogether. Thereby trapping you in almost-complete darkness till the next morning. You don't think you'll be able to sleep, given the circumstances, But, somehow, you do exactly that! Because, the next thing you know, it's daylight and Miss Hilda is smiling down at you as she says: "Guten morgen!"
You, of course, can't say anything as you're still bound-and-gagged. Miss Hilda's smile therefore broadens into a shameless grin as she picks you up out of the bra and takes you to the kitchen. You think she's going to feed you. That means she has to remove the gag which, in turn, means you'll have another chance to talk her out of doing this. But, you are proven wrong when she subsequently stuffs you inside a zip-lock baggie! Insuring that you don't suffocate by using a drinking straw, cut in half with a steak knife, as a snorkel.
In that undignified position, you are helpless to do anything but watch her have breakfast and then prepare her dietetically correct lunch. With you getting stuffed inside a brown paper bag alongside the latter! You thereby fail to witness the more-or-less heated exchange she has with Maggie Smalls as Miss Hilda backs her car out of her garage in order to head for work. But, you don't fail to catch one or two words, here and there. Maggie's voice sounding frantic...and Miss Hilda's openly contemptuous.
Finally, however, you are withdrawn from the brown paper bag.
"We are now in mein office at school. I shall put my lunch in the refrigerator in the teachers' dining lounge. But, you, little one, shall stay here in the right bottom drawer of my desk. Safely locked inside right next to my purse!"
A minute later, you are once more in darkness.
Almost immediately, you begin thrashing about. Doing your best to break free from the strips of the masking tape holding your twisted and balled-up form in place. You even trying calling out for help through the relatively tiny piece of tape gagging your mouth!
But, of the course, the best you can manage is a series of desperate "Mmmmphs!".
Finally, you settle down. Causing Miss Hilda to smile and look at her wristwatch.
"Interesting! It took you ten minutes to stop struggling. Although, that obviously has more to do with your stamina and stubbornness, at this size, rather than acceptance of your fate. But, we will eventually remedy that latter tendency. For I meant what I told your would-be sister-in-law, mein kleine wunder-Ball. You are now my permanent possession!"
Whereupon, she picks you up and takes you into her bedroom. There, she opens the top drawer of her dresser...and deposits you in the right-hand cup of the top-most bra.
"Guten nacht, little one."
Whereupon, she folds the left-hand cup over your improvised bed before closing the drawer altogether. Thereby trapping you in almost-complete darkness till the next morning. You don't think you'll be able to sleep, given the circumstances, But, somehow, you do exactly that! Because, the next thing you know, it's daylight and Miss Hilda is smiling down at you as she says: "Guten morgen!"
You, of course, can't say anything as you're still bound-and-gagged. Miss Hilda's smile therefore broadens into a shameless grin as she picks you up out of the bra and takes you to the kitchen. You think she's going to feed you. That means she has to remove the gag which, in turn, means you'll have another chance to talk her out of doing this. But, you are proven wrong when she subsequently stuffs you inside a zip-lock baggie! Insuring that you don't suffocate by using a drinking straw, cut in half with a steak knife, as a snorkel.
In that undignified position, you are helpless to do anything but watch her have breakfast and then prepare her dietetically correct lunch. With you getting stuffed inside a brown paper bag alongside the latter! You thereby fail to witness the more-or-less heated exchange she has with Maggie Smalls as Miss Hilda backs her car out of her garage in order to head for work. But, you don't fail to catch one or two words, here and there. Maggie's voice sounding frantic...and Miss Hilda's openly contemptuous.
Finally, however, you are withdrawn from the brown paper bag.
"We are now in mein office at school. I shall put my lunch in the refrigerator in the teachers' dining lounge. But, you, little one, shall stay here in the right bottom drawer of my desk. Safely locked inside right next to my purse!"
A minute later, you are once more in darkness.
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