Meeting the Boss-Lady of the Chicania Cartel
The room is a bit small, with only have space for a small desk and a few chairs. Flanking the entrance are two women armed with machine guns and sporting clear muscles. As Lucy enters ever more, they look with angry eyes at the lady, but when noticing you in her hands change into a sinister smile before quickly returning to their prior angry faces. However, your attention is easily stolen from this warriors to the woman behind the desk.
She sports a long light brown hair, and is wearing a black tank top beneath an opened black jacket. Her chest is of medium size, yet from your perspective is clear that the lady has beautiful curves and has worked to keep them. She looks like 17-18 years old, but even if she was older than that, her physique was expertly maintained. You're unable to look into her eyes, hidden behind sunglasses. Yet, she's clearly using them more out of a sense of fashion or a mystery or intimidation factor rather than necessity. If she is not the boss, she clearly is a high member of the Cartel. Her name is Julia.
The desk lady moves her hand, and compels Lucy to walk into one of seats in front of the desk. Then, when she sits, the lady says:
"Tú debes ser la acompañante del achicado. ¿Cómo te llamas, jovencita?"(""You must be the boy's companion. What's your name, young lady?")
"Lucy...me llamo Lucy..."("Lucy...my name is Lucy..."), answers your companion. She is clearly having trouble to remain calm, especially with the two armed women behind her who closed the door.
"No hay necesidad de que tengas miedo, Lucy. Compórtate bien, y mis chicas no te tocaran ni un pelo. Ahora, quiero que dejes al achicado aquí."("There's no need for you to be afraid, Lucy. Be on your best behavior, and my girls won't touch a hair on you. Now, I want you to leave the little boy here.") Says the desk lady, pointing a finger into the table.
Lucy complies, finally putting her hands on top of the desk, and allows you to climb down. You only look directly to the lady once you sit legs crossed; for some reason, you thought that seating in the exact spot the lady pointed was the best idea.
Once your eyes met those of her, the desk lady smirks, and takes off the glasses. This allows you to see into the brown irises of her eyes.
Then, the lady speaks to you, saying:
"Muchacho, ¿cómo te llamas? Y ¿de dónde vienes? Me gustaría saber si es necesario que te hable en inglés, o que pueda continuar hablando español."("Boy, what is your name? And where do you come from? I would like to know if it is necessary for me to speak English to you, or if I can continue speaking Spanish.")
"Denis, my name is Denis...and I'm American, from USA. I can understand Spanish by the way...if that's more comfortable to you...", you reply, feeling fear. The lady emits an aura of dread. This is someone you don't want to mess with.
The lady smirks again, and speaks in a cheerful tone:
"I'm glad you're willing to her me speak my native tongue, "American" boy. However, I want to end this as fast as possible; I've other matter to attend to. Oh, but where're my manners? My name is Julia, and I'm the Boss-Lady of the Chicania Cartel. Feel honored to being in my presence."
"I am...Lady Julia..." you reply again. Her dreadful aura has not diminish a bit since you started chatting with one another.
"Hehe, it seems someone knows how to talk politely to a lady. Now, let's cut to the chase: I was told from the local woman that you were found in the outskirts of town, by this young lady right here. Is this correct?" Julia asks
"Indeed, Lucy was the one who found me after I shrunk. Please, is there a chance to go back to normal size." you reply, your tone a bit stronger.
Silence ensues for a few seconds, before Julia replies back, saying in a snarky tone:
"Yes, there is a way...but I'm not going to grow you back."
Her words leave for a moment speechless, before you timidly ask:
"What? Why not."
Your questions bring a laugh out of the woman, who then says:
"Denis, I don't know if you realize, but you're talking to the lady of a Cartel; I'm no charity chief. Besides, what benefits me to bring you back? Nothing. And I risk letting you free to tell the world about my business.”
"But...but no one would believe me! Besides, if it's info leaking what you're afraid of, I can swear to never speak of this place." you say, in mix of fear and anger.
Yet, you words have no apparent effect on Julia, who replies back to you, saying:
"Sure, you might keep your mouth shut if your survival depends on it, but why risk it in the first place? Besides..."
She then gets closer, crashing on purpose her chest with force, making you instinctively retreat to a "safer" spot. If Lucy noticed this, she did not reacted, perhaps fearing she might get hurt if she tried anything "funny".
Julia grows a wide smile, and continues speaking, now in a more sinister tone:
"I love to see tinies cower before me, just like you did right now. I love the feeling of absolute power it brings me. So, that's another reason not to grow you back. This business is not just that, is also my personal hobby and..."Playground". And I'll do anything to ensure its safety forever."
When she stops speaking, you only can look down in both fear and sadness. All of this, having this meeting, was for nothing? You're not coming back to normal? To return home? Ever?
Julia then returns to her original position leaning on her chair, and says:
"However, although your hope for me to return you to normal was futile, this meeting will not. For you see, it's been a while since anyone has shrunken down "the old way", and that's something I want to celebrate. Not only that, you catched me in the best of moods, and right now, you have acted in quite the respectful and servile manner fitting to your station. Not to count that you willing came here to my office, freeing my ladies of having to search and kidnap you instead."
You look at her again, confused and curious as to what she's talking about, while ignoring her last commentary as best as possible. Julia doesn’t leave you waiting for long, for she takes out a sheet of paper, and puts it in front of you.
"What is this?"
"A contract. And a very special one at that. Read it if you want to know what it entails."
You do as she says, and start to read the massive paper (which is normal size in reality, but you know how everything looks bigger from your perspective)
Soon enough, you discover the core of this contract. It feels you with both rage and shock, and you look at Julia, saying:
"This...this contract...in essence is telling me that if I sight it, I will become a slave worker."
"Yes, although sex toy might be the more appropriate matter." she replies, as she was proposing to you the most normal thing. You ignore the lack of reaction, and say:
"But...how do you expect me to sigh this? No sane person would willingly sell themselves knowingly to become whatever this...contract demands."
"True...but this is no ordinary context, and you're not in a normal circumstance either. Besides, there are quite the benefits and the salary you'll receive if you sigh it...although I’m not sure if they will compensate for the humiliation and constant abuse by the customers. But, who knows? Perhaps you grown to like or even love your job? Not that you can do anything normal in the first place." she replies again, giggling as she watches your reactions.
You give up in trying to look at this situation as "normal", something you should have done from the beginning. Looking down, you read the rest of the contract, and with a weary tone, you ask:
"Is...Is really necessary I do this? I'm...cursed to become a sex toy?"
"No, no really! You could refuse it, and remain under the care of this young lady that accompanied you here. Several of the things here can be actually bought in a store and help you live as best as you could in your state...however, by doing that you're forsaking earning something, and you would become dependent upon your caretakers. Not only that, you also forsake using the discount the contract grants; and it will not be cheap for them." Julia says.
"Really? You would allow me to go?" you ask, unwilling to believe her words.
"Well, normally I wouldn't give this option: I could just force you to sigh what little freedom you have left. However, as I told you, I'm now in a very good mood, that's why I'm giving the chance." Julia says, her tone calm as always. Clearly, to her all of this is kind of entertaining.
Silence ensues, you're not longer willing or need to speak. Her terms are clear.
A few seconds, she looks at you while smiling ominously. She asks:
"Well, what are you going to choose Denis? To leave with this lady and leave under her care for the rest of your tiny life, or do you sigh my contract and become one of my male "workers"?"
You gulp, and start to think. You path forward, now more than ever, depends upon a single decision. Upon it lays your future.
She sports a long light brown hair, and is wearing a black tank top beneath an opened black jacket. Her chest is of medium size, yet from your perspective is clear that the lady has beautiful curves and has worked to keep them. She looks like 17-18 years old, but even if she was older than that, her physique was expertly maintained. You're unable to look into her eyes, hidden behind sunglasses. Yet, she's clearly using them more out of a sense of fashion or a mystery or intimidation factor rather than necessity. If she is not the boss, she clearly is a high member of the Cartel. Her name is Julia.
The desk lady moves her hand, and compels Lucy to walk into one of seats in front of the desk. Then, when she sits, the lady says:
"Tú debes ser la acompañante del achicado. ¿Cómo te llamas, jovencita?"(""You must be the boy's companion. What's your name, young lady?")
"Lucy...me llamo Lucy..."("Lucy...my name is Lucy..."), answers your companion. She is clearly having trouble to remain calm, especially with the two armed women behind her who closed the door.
"No hay necesidad de que tengas miedo, Lucy. Compórtate bien, y mis chicas no te tocaran ni un pelo. Ahora, quiero que dejes al achicado aquí."("There's no need for you to be afraid, Lucy. Be on your best behavior, and my girls won't touch a hair on you. Now, I want you to leave the little boy here.") Says the desk lady, pointing a finger into the table.
Lucy complies, finally putting her hands on top of the desk, and allows you to climb down. You only look directly to the lady once you sit legs crossed; for some reason, you thought that seating in the exact spot the lady pointed was the best idea.
Once your eyes met those of her, the desk lady smirks, and takes off the glasses. This allows you to see into the brown irises of her eyes.
Then, the lady speaks to you, saying:
"Muchacho, ¿cómo te llamas? Y ¿de dónde vienes? Me gustaría saber si es necesario que te hable en inglés, o que pueda continuar hablando español."("Boy, what is your name? And where do you come from? I would like to know if it is necessary for me to speak English to you, or if I can continue speaking Spanish.")
"Denis, my name is Denis...and I'm American, from USA. I can understand Spanish by the way...if that's more comfortable to you...", you reply, feeling fear. The lady emits an aura of dread. This is someone you don't want to mess with.
The lady smirks again, and speaks in a cheerful tone:
"I'm glad you're willing to her me speak my native tongue, "American" boy. However, I want to end this as fast as possible; I've other matter to attend to. Oh, but where're my manners? My name is Julia, and I'm the Boss-Lady of the Chicania Cartel. Feel honored to being in my presence."
"I am...Lady Julia..." you reply again. Her dreadful aura has not diminish a bit since you started chatting with one another.
"Hehe, it seems someone knows how to talk politely to a lady. Now, let's cut to the chase: I was told from the local woman that you were found in the outskirts of town, by this young lady right here. Is this correct?" Julia asks
"Indeed, Lucy was the one who found me after I shrunk. Please, is there a chance to go back to normal size." you reply, your tone a bit stronger.
Silence ensues for a few seconds, before Julia replies back, saying in a snarky tone:
"Yes, there is a way...but I'm not going to grow you back."
Her words leave for a moment speechless, before you timidly ask:
"What? Why not."
Your questions bring a laugh out of the woman, who then says:
"Denis, I don't know if you realize, but you're talking to the lady of a Cartel; I'm no charity chief. Besides, what benefits me to bring you back? Nothing. And I risk letting you free to tell the world about my business.”
"But...but no one would believe me! Besides, if it's info leaking what you're afraid of, I can swear to never speak of this place." you say, in mix of fear and anger.
Yet, you words have no apparent effect on Julia, who replies back to you, saying:
"Sure, you might keep your mouth shut if your survival depends on it, but why risk it in the first place? Besides..."
She then gets closer, crashing on purpose her chest with force, making you instinctively retreat to a "safer" spot. If Lucy noticed this, she did not reacted, perhaps fearing she might get hurt if she tried anything "funny".
Julia grows a wide smile, and continues speaking, now in a more sinister tone:
"I love to see tinies cower before me, just like you did right now. I love the feeling of absolute power it brings me. So, that's another reason not to grow you back. This business is not just that, is also my personal hobby and..."Playground". And I'll do anything to ensure its safety forever."
When she stops speaking, you only can look down in both fear and sadness. All of this, having this meeting, was for nothing? You're not coming back to normal? To return home? Ever?
Julia then returns to her original position leaning on her chair, and says:
"However, although your hope for me to return you to normal was futile, this meeting will not. For you see, it's been a while since anyone has shrunken down "the old way", and that's something I want to celebrate. Not only that, you catched me in the best of moods, and right now, you have acted in quite the respectful and servile manner fitting to your station. Not to count that you willing came here to my office, freeing my ladies of having to search and kidnap you instead."
You look at her again, confused and curious as to what she's talking about, while ignoring her last commentary as best as possible. Julia doesn’t leave you waiting for long, for she takes out a sheet of paper, and puts it in front of you.
"What is this?"
"A contract. And a very special one at that. Read it if you want to know what it entails."
You do as she says, and start to read the massive paper (which is normal size in reality, but you know how everything looks bigger from your perspective)
Soon enough, you discover the core of this contract. It feels you with both rage and shock, and you look at Julia, saying:
"This...this contract...in essence is telling me that if I sight it, I will become a slave worker."
"Yes, although sex toy might be the more appropriate matter." she replies, as she was proposing to you the most normal thing. You ignore the lack of reaction, and say:
"But...how do you expect me to sigh this? No sane person would willingly sell themselves knowingly to become whatever this...contract demands."
"True...but this is no ordinary context, and you're not in a normal circumstance either. Besides, there are quite the benefits and the salary you'll receive if you sigh it...although I’m not sure if they will compensate for the humiliation and constant abuse by the customers. But, who knows? Perhaps you grown to like or even love your job? Not that you can do anything normal in the first place." she replies again, giggling as she watches your reactions.
You give up in trying to look at this situation as "normal", something you should have done from the beginning. Looking down, you read the rest of the contract, and with a weary tone, you ask:
"Is...Is really necessary I do this? I'm...cursed to become a sex toy?"
"No, no really! You could refuse it, and remain under the care of this young lady that accompanied you here. Several of the things here can be actually bought in a store and help you live as best as you could in your state...however, by doing that you're forsaking earning something, and you would become dependent upon your caretakers. Not only that, you also forsake using the discount the contract grants; and it will not be cheap for them." Julia says.
"Really? You would allow me to go?" you ask, unwilling to believe her words.
"Well, normally I wouldn't give this option: I could just force you to sigh what little freedom you have left. However, as I told you, I'm now in a very good mood, that's why I'm giving the chance." Julia says, her tone calm as always. Clearly, to her all of this is kind of entertaining.
Silence ensues, you're not longer willing or need to speak. Her terms are clear.
A few seconds, she looks at you while smiling ominously. She asks:
"Well, what are you going to choose Denis? To leave with this lady and leave under her care for the rest of your tiny life, or do you sigh my contract and become one of my male "workers"?"
You gulp, and start to think. You path forward, now more than ever, depends upon a single decision. Upon it lays your future.
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May 29, 2023
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