The first meal alongside your caretaker's family
Emma wasn't joking about when she said that her mum's food is not something you want to let get cold: it’s delicious. Unfortunately, you never had much interest in culinary matters so you have no idea what exactly you're eating. But that this meal is delicious, there is no denning it. After you eat a few chunks that you had managed to rip off to allow for easier eating, you speak to the woman, saying:
"This is delicious! Compliments to you, Lady Francesca!"
"I'm glad that you liked it, young one. And this is but one of the many recipes that I know that not only are as delicious as this one but more importantly, all can be easily handled by tinies such as yourself. That's the most important characteristic for meals from now on since you're going to stay with us after all." she replies, while smiling proudly.
"And I appreciate that. This food, whatever it is, I can just tear up small parts and handle it with my bare hands without them ending up all greasy." you say.
"Well, I've prior experience and have had many friends and family of my own to aid me with their advice, so a key detail like it was not something I would miss. But speaking about easy meals for tinies...there is one in particular that many tinies grow to enjoy above the rest..." she replies while blushing a little. She wonders, will you ask what she expects? And if that's the case, how are you going to react to the info?
"Really? What it's?" you ask, extremely curious as to what exactly is this meal that many tinies or shrunken ones such as you grow to enjoy.
The woman then smirks, and with a teasing tone, she replies:
"Theirs’s caretakers milk of course!"
You immediately spit out in shock, making Emma giggle, while her mum started to laugh. She then says:
"Haha, that sort of reaction was exactly the one I expect from you, Denis! And by the way, I'm not joking: many tinies prefer to fill themselves up with their caretakers' milk above eating more standard meals, with one of the factors for it is the fact of making their ladies feel good."
"I-is that so? But then, how could they do it? Perhaps their caretakers are always pregnant?" you ask, bewildered by the notion.
"Nothing so drastic. First off, a few women in town do actually produce milk all the time; I've heard that it becomes quite the hassle to deal with, but with the help of their tiny cares, they can handle the matter quite more easily. As for other women, you tinies tend to provoke quit the effects after constant contact: if you and Emma are willing to try it, you only need to lick her nipples on a constant basis as to eventually provoke a reaction, with her body producing milk just when needed." Francesca replies, talking in a happy tone as if what she just said was completely normal. But in this context, you shouldn't be so surprised about it.
You blush, and Emma says that she could consider it. When she says it, you only nod.
Thankfully, nothing as shocking or surprising was ever mentioned in the rest of the conversation, even after all of you got your fill, and went to the living room to continue chatting. There, the two ladies spoke in detail about the event of the first sex you and Emma had. Despite your best attempts, you couldn't speak, too flustered about it. Not to mention that some part of you would have preferred this would have remained a sweet and very special private secret, only known to you two.
But if that's had not been the case, you wouldn't have got to hear the many tips and pieces of advice Emma's mum had to offer on the matter: as she explained, she had earned a lot of experience through it the years as a temporal caretaker, taking care for a short while of tinies, either because they didn't have yet found their preferred caretaker, or because their caretaker had to go to places that weren't suitable or safe for their cares and therefore were forced to trust them to someone like Emma's mum. That sort of thing occurs on a common enough basis to necessitate the charge, and there were many factors to explain it. Temporal caretakers could become permanent ones if their current care chooses them after not finding or not wanting to find someone else, or because their caretakers had suffered deadly accidents, which forced the temporality of the situation to, unfortunately, become more fixed.
As for Francesca's case, she, fortunately, had never had to deal with such a thing; she would be as hurt by the event as their current care, for it was common for all women in this town to know one another, enough to develop bonds of comradery and/or friendship with one another. Unfortunately, all her cares had founded other women over her, so she was a bit sad about it; she would love to take care forever of a tiny such as yourself.
Following this, you three then started talking about more mundane yet essential matters: you and your necessities. You needed several things to solve if you wanted to fully enjoy your new life, which was food and drinks, clothes, bathing, and bedding.
The food and drinks part was, for the most part, already solved: Francesca would prepare meals that you could easily handle, and you could drink from cups specially made for someone with your condition; not to mention that you could get sustenance from Emma's bodily fluids, especially her milk, but that wasn't something you were interested to even try, at least for now. And if you wish, Francesca could order specially made cutlery to allow you to eat more complex meals.
As for clothing, the woman had experience with her sewing machine, and her main hobby was to make clothing for her "tiny-scaled" figures, so that was also a solved matter.
Then came bathing: your tiny size prevented you from taking a normal shower, so the only option would be to try something similar on the washbasin. Francesca then pointed out that there was also the chance of taking showers together with Emma; you blushed at the thought, but thank her, and told her that you could consider it.
And finally, there was the matter of bedding, or in other words, where were you going to sleep? Francesca told you that it was quite common for tinies to sleep together with their caretakers, but there were quite a few who prefer to sleep a bit on their own, especially when their relationship with their caretakers wasn't yet fully matured. No matter why a fully functioning and comfy bed made for shrunken ones was always ready for order. You thank the woman, happy to know that such an option was available if need be.
Then, you started to discuss other matters, which ranged from this town's history and how they had adapted to the presence of "The Shrinking" and its effects, to the more relaxed matters as in funny stories of one another, to more silly and fun things that make you all laugh together. It was an excellent time.
Finally, Francesca looked at you, while you were sitting on her daughter's hands. She spoke to you:
"Well, this was very fun, and I loved the spicy details that I learned today, but now I think I need to get back to finish my current job project. As for you, is there a matter that you need my help? If you want to order the cutlery or the bed, now is the time."
You started to immediately think, ready to reply to the woman's inquiry.
Is there a matter that you need help with? Or perhaps all urgent things were solved?
"This is delicious! Compliments to you, Lady Francesca!"
"I'm glad that you liked it, young one. And this is but one of the many recipes that I know that not only are as delicious as this one but more importantly, all can be easily handled by tinies such as yourself. That's the most important characteristic for meals from now on since you're going to stay with us after all." she replies, while smiling proudly.
"And I appreciate that. This food, whatever it is, I can just tear up small parts and handle it with my bare hands without them ending up all greasy." you say.
"Well, I've prior experience and have had many friends and family of my own to aid me with their advice, so a key detail like it was not something I would miss. But speaking about easy meals for tinies...there is one in particular that many tinies grow to enjoy above the rest..." she replies while blushing a little. She wonders, will you ask what she expects? And if that's the case, how are you going to react to the info?
"Really? What it's?" you ask, extremely curious as to what exactly is this meal that many tinies or shrunken ones such as you grow to enjoy.
The woman then smirks, and with a teasing tone, she replies:
"Theirs’s caretakers milk of course!"
You immediately spit out in shock, making Emma giggle, while her mum started to laugh. She then says:
"Haha, that sort of reaction was exactly the one I expect from you, Denis! And by the way, I'm not joking: many tinies prefer to fill themselves up with their caretakers' milk above eating more standard meals, with one of the factors for it is the fact of making their ladies feel good."
"I-is that so? But then, how could they do it? Perhaps their caretakers are always pregnant?" you ask, bewildered by the notion.
"Nothing so drastic. First off, a few women in town do actually produce milk all the time; I've heard that it becomes quite the hassle to deal with, but with the help of their tiny cares, they can handle the matter quite more easily. As for other women, you tinies tend to provoke quit the effects after constant contact: if you and Emma are willing to try it, you only need to lick her nipples on a constant basis as to eventually provoke a reaction, with her body producing milk just when needed." Francesca replies, talking in a happy tone as if what she just said was completely normal. But in this context, you shouldn't be so surprised about it.
You blush, and Emma says that she could consider it. When she says it, you only nod.
Thankfully, nothing as shocking or surprising was ever mentioned in the rest of the conversation, even after all of you got your fill, and went to the living room to continue chatting. There, the two ladies spoke in detail about the event of the first sex you and Emma had. Despite your best attempts, you couldn't speak, too flustered about it. Not to mention that some part of you would have preferred this would have remained a sweet and very special private secret, only known to you two.
But if that's had not been the case, you wouldn't have got to hear the many tips and pieces of advice Emma's mum had to offer on the matter: as she explained, she had earned a lot of experience through it the years as a temporal caretaker, taking care for a short while of tinies, either because they didn't have yet found their preferred caretaker, or because their caretaker had to go to places that weren't suitable or safe for their cares and therefore were forced to trust them to someone like Emma's mum. That sort of thing occurs on a common enough basis to necessitate the charge, and there were many factors to explain it. Temporal caretakers could become permanent ones if their current care chooses them after not finding or not wanting to find someone else, or because their caretakers had suffered deadly accidents, which forced the temporality of the situation to, unfortunately, become more fixed.
As for Francesca's case, she, fortunately, had never had to deal with such a thing; she would be as hurt by the event as their current care, for it was common for all women in this town to know one another, enough to develop bonds of comradery and/or friendship with one another. Unfortunately, all her cares had founded other women over her, so she was a bit sad about it; she would love to take care forever of a tiny such as yourself.
Following this, you three then started talking about more mundane yet essential matters: you and your necessities. You needed several things to solve if you wanted to fully enjoy your new life, which was food and drinks, clothes, bathing, and bedding.
The food and drinks part was, for the most part, already solved: Francesca would prepare meals that you could easily handle, and you could drink from cups specially made for someone with your condition; not to mention that you could get sustenance from Emma's bodily fluids, especially her milk, but that wasn't something you were interested to even try, at least for now. And if you wish, Francesca could order specially made cutlery to allow you to eat more complex meals.
As for clothing, the woman had experience with her sewing machine, and her main hobby was to make clothing for her "tiny-scaled" figures, so that was also a solved matter.
Then came bathing: your tiny size prevented you from taking a normal shower, so the only option would be to try something similar on the washbasin. Francesca then pointed out that there was also the chance of taking showers together with Emma; you blushed at the thought, but thank her, and told her that you could consider it.
And finally, there was the matter of bedding, or in other words, where were you going to sleep? Francesca told you that it was quite common for tinies to sleep together with their caretakers, but there were quite a few who prefer to sleep a bit on their own, especially when their relationship with their caretakers wasn't yet fully matured. No matter why a fully functioning and comfy bed made for shrunken ones was always ready for order. You thank the woman, happy to know that such an option was available if need be.
Then, you started to discuss other matters, which ranged from this town's history and how they had adapted to the presence of "The Shrinking" and its effects, to the more relaxed matters as in funny stories of one another, to more silly and fun things that make you all laugh together. It was an excellent time.
Finally, Francesca looked at you, while you were sitting on her daughter's hands. She spoke to you:
"Well, this was very fun, and I loved the spicy details that I learned today, but now I think I need to get back to finish my current job project. As for you, is there a matter that you need my help? If you want to order the cutlery or the bed, now is the time."
You started to immediately think, ready to reply to the woman's inquiry.
Is there a matter that you need help with? Or perhaps all urgent things were solved?
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May 29, 2023
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