Taken by a Chubby, Little Girl
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Your first thought when you see someone coming up to you are that its Tulip. You don’t think she’d help you, actually you know she wouldn’t come back to help you, but she might come back to toss you even further into the woods or just stomp you for good measure. When you see that it isn’t Tulip you visibly relax, letting out a sigh of relief. You don’t even bother to check out who it is or why they are in the woods, all that matters to you is that it’s not your psychopathic little sister.
“Hey! Can you help me!?” You hate relying on strangers, but you got little choice. The stranger doesn’t respond, instead they rush towards you and before you can so much as turn around to run, they grab you in both hands, grabbing onto you like you’re a slimy toad that might slip away. Warm, sweaty fingers clutch around you, squeezing your tiny body even smaller as they held you still. You tried to squirm out, willing to fall to the ground if you have to, but the grip around you is too tight. You’re stuck in this persons hands, helpless as you feel them begin to move.
You’re shaken around as the person walks swiftly. Tiny rays of light pour in from between their fingers, offering your first opportunity to escape. Pushing your head into the gap, you use the sweat around you to squeeze through, popping your head out to fresh air and a huge, looming face. You get to see your abductor for the first time and it’s a little girl. She’s got a chubby face, with round full cheeks that kind of remind you of a squire carrying nuts in their mouth. You see her hair bouncing around, long blond locks styled into a pair of ponytails. She looks familiar, but you can’t remember where you’ve seen her or her name. You think it is Betty or Brook, but you can’t put your finger on it. Whoever she is doesn’t matter right now as she looks down at you with big, blue eyes.
Her hands readjust around you to cover you once more. Her grip becomes tighter as she seems to be trying to squish you into a ball. As the air is pushed out from your lungs you feel your world shift and a walls of something soft press against your back. You can hear a steady beating on the other side of the wall, the sound of a heartbeat; she’s holding you to her chest. You groan as yet another exciting chapter to your life enfolds, crushed into a little girl’s flat chest. Why couldn’t it be a high school girl with big, yielding boobs?
Now really stuck, you listen to her heartbeat and try to figure out where you’ve seen this girl before. Is she isn’t one of Tulip’s friends? Not anyone from school? An old family friend? None of those rings any bells. Her steps became heavier as she reaches some stairs. You have no idea what’s going on or where you are until the pressure around you disappears and you start falling. You land with a bounce on a bed, the soft mattress breaking your fall. Gasping for breath, you stare at the little girl that grabbed you. Seeing her face again doesn’t help you remember her, but as your eyes wander and you spot your own house outside the window, everything clicks into place in your head.
Brittany, the girl is your neighbour Brittany. You’ve seen her before, usually alone, just hanging around the neighbourhood. You’ve never gone up to talk to her or even gotten close to her, it was nothing personal, she was just too young for you’re to form any kind of friendship with. You think she’ about twelve or something, you’re not sure, all you know about Brittany is that She young, lives next door and is unpopular. You don’t usually listen to gossip, but you’ve heard Tulip talking about her, calling her big butted Brittany or buttface. Looking at the girl you see where she got the nick name, she’s a chubby girl, a little pudgy around her stomach and arms, but she’s got very wide hips, that would have looked more naturally on a teenager then a little girl. Her rear is just as big, sticking out and causing her to loose her balance. You think it’s a little cruel to make fun of the size of someone’s butt, after all you have your own size issues, but you’ve never said anything about it or talked to the girl.
“Thanks for picking me up Brittany, but if you could take me home that would be…”
“You know my name!” You nearly fall back down at the sudden outburst. Brittany’s face has lit up with a big smile, one that’s missing a baby tooth in the side. Her gap toothed smiling face lowers towards you as she leans down, her eyes dancing with excitement as she gets a closer look at you. “This is so cool! You’re so small! Even smaller then my dolls! I’ve always wanted us to meet, but I was too shy, but when I saw you in the forest, I just knew I had to meet you. Now you’re here, in my bedroom, it’s so cool!”
“That’s…nice,” you uncertainly mutter. You feel a little weirded out by the outburst, weirded out and wet. She sprayed you with saliva as she talked, you can feel it dripping down your face. Wiping it off, you try to be as polite as possible to the very animated little girl. “Why don’t we chat at my house? I think my mom has some popsicles in the freezer that you can have.”
“Don’t be silly,” Brittany giggles, bringing one wiggling finger towards you. “You aren’t going home, now that you’re my…”
“Hey! Can you help me!?” You hate relying on strangers, but you got little choice. The stranger doesn’t respond, instead they rush towards you and before you can so much as turn around to run, they grab you in both hands, grabbing onto you like you’re a slimy toad that might slip away. Warm, sweaty fingers clutch around you, squeezing your tiny body even smaller as they held you still. You tried to squirm out, willing to fall to the ground if you have to, but the grip around you is too tight. You’re stuck in this persons hands, helpless as you feel them begin to move.
You’re shaken around as the person walks swiftly. Tiny rays of light pour in from between their fingers, offering your first opportunity to escape. Pushing your head into the gap, you use the sweat around you to squeeze through, popping your head out to fresh air and a huge, looming face. You get to see your abductor for the first time and it’s a little girl. She’s got a chubby face, with round full cheeks that kind of remind you of a squire carrying nuts in their mouth. You see her hair bouncing around, long blond locks styled into a pair of ponytails. She looks familiar, but you can’t remember where you’ve seen her or her name. You think it is Betty or Brook, but you can’t put your finger on it. Whoever she is doesn’t matter right now as she looks down at you with big, blue eyes.
Her hands readjust around you to cover you once more. Her grip becomes tighter as she seems to be trying to squish you into a ball. As the air is pushed out from your lungs you feel your world shift and a walls of something soft press against your back. You can hear a steady beating on the other side of the wall, the sound of a heartbeat; she’s holding you to her chest. You groan as yet another exciting chapter to your life enfolds, crushed into a little girl’s flat chest. Why couldn’t it be a high school girl with big, yielding boobs?
Now really stuck, you listen to her heartbeat and try to figure out where you’ve seen this girl before. Is she isn’t one of Tulip’s friends? Not anyone from school? An old family friend? None of those rings any bells. Her steps became heavier as she reaches some stairs. You have no idea what’s going on or where you are until the pressure around you disappears and you start falling. You land with a bounce on a bed, the soft mattress breaking your fall. Gasping for breath, you stare at the little girl that grabbed you. Seeing her face again doesn’t help you remember her, but as your eyes wander and you spot your own house outside the window, everything clicks into place in your head.
Brittany, the girl is your neighbour Brittany. You’ve seen her before, usually alone, just hanging around the neighbourhood. You’ve never gone up to talk to her or even gotten close to her, it was nothing personal, she was just too young for you’re to form any kind of friendship with. You think she’ about twelve or something, you’re not sure, all you know about Brittany is that She young, lives next door and is unpopular. You don’t usually listen to gossip, but you’ve heard Tulip talking about her, calling her big butted Brittany or buttface. Looking at the girl you see where she got the nick name, she’s a chubby girl, a little pudgy around her stomach and arms, but she’s got very wide hips, that would have looked more naturally on a teenager then a little girl. Her rear is just as big, sticking out and causing her to loose her balance. You think it’s a little cruel to make fun of the size of someone’s butt, after all you have your own size issues, but you’ve never said anything about it or talked to the girl.
“Thanks for picking me up Brittany, but if you could take me home that would be…”
“You know my name!” You nearly fall back down at the sudden outburst. Brittany’s face has lit up with a big smile, one that’s missing a baby tooth in the side. Her gap toothed smiling face lowers towards you as she leans down, her eyes dancing with excitement as she gets a closer look at you. “This is so cool! You’re so small! Even smaller then my dolls! I’ve always wanted us to meet, but I was too shy, but when I saw you in the forest, I just knew I had to meet you. Now you’re here, in my bedroom, it’s so cool!”
“That’s…nice,” you uncertainly mutter. You feel a little weirded out by the outburst, weirded out and wet. She sprayed you with saliva as she talked, you can feel it dripping down your face. Wiping it off, you try to be as polite as possible to the very animated little girl. “Why don’t we chat at my house? I think my mom has some popsicles in the freezer that you can have.”
“Don’t be silly,” Brittany giggles, bringing one wiggling finger towards you. “You aren’t going home, now that you’re my…”
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