Newly Married (Against Your Wishes)
You continued screaming to the women fawning over you, but all you accomplished is making yourself light headed and your throat sore. You were so panicked as various types of women seemed to be figuring out if they could afford you that you ended up passing out… and then she appeared.
"Oh Dios mío, ¡no puedo creer que realmente tengan uno!"
(“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe they actually have one!”)
All of a sudden, out of the crowd of women, one woman in particular parted the sea and made a beeline right for you. Unlike the rest of the young women around you that couldn’t afford you, this woman who reached out for you was nearing middle age (in fact, she was 38), and was apparently rich enough (or specifically saved enough) to not balk at your price tag.
As she picked you up (if you had been awake), you would have had to admit she was attractive, but that didn’t mean you’d be comfortable being literally sold to anyone, let alone to someone over twice your age. Unfortunately, you didn’t have much of a choice as she practically shoved you in the cashier’s face.
"¡Me lo llevaré!"
(“I’ll take him!”)
"¿Está seguro? ¡Este modelo es muy caro y no hay devoluciones una vez que están abiertos!”
(“Are you sure? This model is very expensive, and no returns once they’re open!”)
"¡Sí, absolutamente, he estado buscando este modelo desde siempre!"
(“Yes, absolutely, I’ve been looking for this model forever!”)
The conversation mattered little to you, being unconscious as you were (not to mention you wouldn’t be able to understand), but
you were rushed into a bag and unceremoniously sold to this near middle-aged stranger.
You were out for an indeterminate amount of time, but as the woman arrived home (having walked), your bag was somewhat roughly set on a counter, which caused the bag and you to topple as the woman turned to take her shoes off, causing you to groggily wake up and your box to slide out and give you a view of the woman in all her glory just as she turned her head to look back at you: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1yyb6lhp...
The woman was fairly petite, at least from the waist upwards. A decidedly dainty dress flowed down her body and… failed to cover an absolutely humongous ass and pair of thighs. You were a little amazed that a woman her age would be so bold, but when a pleasant innocent smile crossed her face as she looked down at you in your little box, you realized that somehow… she was probably oblivious to not only her ass/thighs showing, but also how big they were at all in general.
You wanted to start another screaming fit, but instead your body slipped into unconsciousness once more, this whole situation too much as she slowly disassembled your packaging.
——————
"¡Activar!"
(“Activate!”)
You were startled awake by the woman’s voice, your vision filled with her smiling face (which was so close, in fact, that her less-than-fresh smelling breath was washing all over you). You stirred under her watchful gaze, and your sitting up solicited a humongous smile from the mystery stranger, only blocked slightly by some kind of small instruction manual she was very intently reading.
"¡Funcionó! Está bien, qué sigue... oh, 'Preséntate junto con cualquier título o papel que te gustaría que tu Tiny reconozca... oh, como diosa y tal'. Eso es... un poco demasiado. Umm… ¡Oh, sí! ¡Hola, pequeña, soy tu esposa, Isabella! ¡Is—a—bell—a! Di, ‘Mi Amor, Isabella’!”
“It worked! Okay, what’s next… oh, ‘Introduce yourself along with any titles or roles you would like your Tiny to recognize… oh, like goddess and such. That’s… a bit much. Umm… Oh yes! Hello, little one, I’m you’re wife, Isabella! Is—a—bell—a! ¡Say, ‘My Love, Isabella’!”
Still in a haze from your double passing out, you again missed most of what your new ‘owner’ was saying, only being able to focus on her towards the end. She was pointing to herself several times and saying ‘Isabella’, then ‘mi amor, Isabella,’ and pointed at herself again, seeming to wait for you to respond. Even with your very limited Spanish, you knew ‘mi amor,’ but you were so out of it all you could do was repeat the words back at her in English as you let them sink in. “My love… Isabella…?”
“¡Dios mío, funcionó! ¡Él realmente es mi pequeño esposo estadounidense! ¡TE DIJE que me compraría uno antes de los 40, mamá! Ahora, lo que sigue... 'Elige un tipo de personalidad general'. Hmmm..."
(“Oh my gosh, it worked! He really is my tiny American husband! I TOLD you I’d get one before I was 40, Mom! Now, what’s next… ‘Choose a general personality type.’ Hmmm…”)
Isabella looked through the rather extensive list of base personalities, wanting to make sure she picked the perfect one for her self-proclaimed husband, seeing a few good candidates before one strange one caught her eye. ‘Desperate Tiny Human (DTH): Your Tiny will be convinced it is a normal human trapped at a small size, with no knowledge it is a toy at all, erotic or otherwise! They will desperately try to prove they are human to you despite the obvious impossibility (even requesting food and water at times, which your Tiny is capable of processing as fuel), but are also programmed to ‘accidentally’ get themselves into intimate situations with you if you raise their ‘intimacy level’ high enough. They will also occasionally give concealed compliments. Many customers have described this personality as ‘tsundere’ or ‘playing extremely hard to get’. One of the most resistant settings, but also can lead to the deepest eventual bond.’
“¿Pequeño humano desesperado? Supongo que sería maravilloso que ambos pensáramos que es humano... pero no, eso sería demasiado extraño y cruel... No estoy muy seguro de qué tipo de persona elegiría a pequeño humano desesperado…”
(“Desperate Tiny Human? I suppose it WOULD be wonderful to have both of us thinking he’s human… but no, that’d be much too strange and cruel… I’m not really sure what kind of person would pick Desperate Tiny Human…”)
Left to your own devices as Isabella had been perusing the manual, you recovered enough to fully take in your situation. You had been bought by this woman, thinking you were some kind of erotic toy, and now although you understood next to nothing, she was reading some kind of manual and… wait… she thought she was setting up an erotic toy! She seemed nice enough, but there was no telling what could happen if you let her go on like this!
“Isabella! Listen, umm… My name is Dennis! I don’t know how I got like this, but I’m not a toy! I’m a human, just like you! Please, can you help me?” You desperately pleaded to Isabella to see you as more than a toy, even tried to explain how you’d gotten here, but Isabella just seemed to be confused, then started looking through the manual in a panic.
“Sí, sí, pequeña, sé que eres Dennis, ¡está en tu empaque! Pero, ¿por qué estás actuando como— oh mi…”
(“Yes, yes, little one, I know you’re Dennis, it’s on your packaging! But why are you acting like— oh my…”)
‘Please be advised: Saying the personality base name out loud in any language twice will activate that base. Also, due to the toys being very new technology, once a base is set there is no way to reset or change this setting.’
“Oh, cielos… Lo siento, mi pequeño Dennis, pero tendremos que arreglárnoslas… ¡Después de todo, cada pareja casada tiene sus problemas! Tendré que trabajar para elevar tu nivel de intimidad... ¡será como tener una cita! Ahora cómo… ah, aquí está…”
(“Oh dear… I’m sorry, my little Dennis, but we’ll just have to make due… Every married couple has their issues, after all! I’ll just have to work to raise your intimacy level… it’ll be just like dating! Now how to… ah, here it is…”)
‘The best way to raise the intimacy level with your Tiny is to spend time with it! (Be advised: Tinies with DTH setting will only raise intimacy on days that they spend a full 24 hours with you, and will lower every minute they are away from your immediate vicinity.)’
“¡Oh, Dios… aunque supongo que SÍ quería un hombre que nunca se apartara de mi lado ni por un segundo! ¡Al menos eres del tamaño de un bolsillo!"
(“Oh my… although I suppose I DID want a man who never left my side for even a second! At least you’re pocket size!”)
Isabella mostly ignored your cries and protests, with you none the wiser as to why she didn’t seem to be listening to you. She seemed to be able to understand English at least, but whether she couldn’t speak it or didn’t see why she should need to, you couldn’t convince her that you were anything but her new tiny husband as she tried to find anything else she needed to know in the manual. Your ramblings were cut short as she suddenly shushed you, concentrating very hard on something in the manual, which unfortunately you could not read along.
‘Setting Base Preferences for Your Tiny: First impressions are important! Once their base personality is set, you will have a 15 minute window to initiate an intimate interaction with your Tiny. Using the prompt ‘Intimacy Base’ and exposing your Tiny to parts of your body and/or your bodily fluids/solids/gases will set these as a special preference for your Tiny, and any interaction with this part and/or ingestion/breathing in of this body fluid/solid/gas will help to raise your intimacy levels. (Be Advised: Failing to have this interaction will result in your Tiny having no particular preference. Also, DTH setting Tinies will have they’re intimacy level lowered by several degrees without this interaction, and will only raise their intimacy if they have daily exposure to at least one of their set preferences.)
Isabella went into a panic as she realized she only had a few minutes left to initiate the interaction, and quickly blurted out the command.
"¡Base de intimidad!"
(“Intimacy base!”)
Unfortunately, in her panic, she didn’t really think through what she put you through next. She-
"Oh Dios mío, ¡no puedo creer que realmente tengan uno!"
(“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe they actually have one!”)
All of a sudden, out of the crowd of women, one woman in particular parted the sea and made a beeline right for you. Unlike the rest of the young women around you that couldn’t afford you, this woman who reached out for you was nearing middle age (in fact, she was 38), and was apparently rich enough (or specifically saved enough) to not balk at your price tag.
As she picked you up (if you had been awake), you would have had to admit she was attractive, but that didn’t mean you’d be comfortable being literally sold to anyone, let alone to someone over twice your age. Unfortunately, you didn’t have much of a choice as she practically shoved you in the cashier’s face.
"¡Me lo llevaré!"
(“I’ll take him!”)
"¿Está seguro? ¡Este modelo es muy caro y no hay devoluciones una vez que están abiertos!”
(“Are you sure? This model is very expensive, and no returns once they’re open!”)
"¡Sí, absolutamente, he estado buscando este modelo desde siempre!"
(“Yes, absolutely, I’ve been looking for this model forever!”)
The conversation mattered little to you, being unconscious as you were (not to mention you wouldn’t be able to understand), but
you were rushed into a bag and unceremoniously sold to this near middle-aged stranger.
You were out for an indeterminate amount of time, but as the woman arrived home (having walked), your bag was somewhat roughly set on a counter, which caused the bag and you to topple as the woman turned to take her shoes off, causing you to groggily wake up and your box to slide out and give you a view of the woman in all her glory just as she turned her head to look back at you: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1yyb6lhp...
The woman was fairly petite, at least from the waist upwards. A decidedly dainty dress flowed down her body and… failed to cover an absolutely humongous ass and pair of thighs. You were a little amazed that a woman her age would be so bold, but when a pleasant innocent smile crossed her face as she looked down at you in your little box, you realized that somehow… she was probably oblivious to not only her ass/thighs showing, but also how big they were at all in general.
You wanted to start another screaming fit, but instead your body slipped into unconsciousness once more, this whole situation too much as she slowly disassembled your packaging.
——————
"¡Activar!"
(“Activate!”)
You were startled awake by the woman’s voice, your vision filled with her smiling face (which was so close, in fact, that her less-than-fresh smelling breath was washing all over you). You stirred under her watchful gaze, and your sitting up solicited a humongous smile from the mystery stranger, only blocked slightly by some kind of small instruction manual she was very intently reading.
"¡Funcionó! Está bien, qué sigue... oh, 'Preséntate junto con cualquier título o papel que te gustaría que tu Tiny reconozca... oh, como diosa y tal'. Eso es... un poco demasiado. Umm… ¡Oh, sí! ¡Hola, pequeña, soy tu esposa, Isabella! ¡Is—a—bell—a! Di, ‘Mi Amor, Isabella’!”
“It worked! Okay, what’s next… oh, ‘Introduce yourself along with any titles or roles you would like your Tiny to recognize… oh, like goddess and such. That’s… a bit much. Umm… Oh yes! Hello, little one, I’m you’re wife, Isabella! Is—a—bell—a! ¡Say, ‘My Love, Isabella’!”
Still in a haze from your double passing out, you again missed most of what your new ‘owner’ was saying, only being able to focus on her towards the end. She was pointing to herself several times and saying ‘Isabella’, then ‘mi amor, Isabella,’ and pointed at herself again, seeming to wait for you to respond. Even with your very limited Spanish, you knew ‘mi amor,’ but you were so out of it all you could do was repeat the words back at her in English as you let them sink in. “My love… Isabella…?”
“¡Dios mío, funcionó! ¡Él realmente es mi pequeño esposo estadounidense! ¡TE DIJE que me compraría uno antes de los 40, mamá! Ahora, lo que sigue... 'Elige un tipo de personalidad general'. Hmmm..."
(“Oh my gosh, it worked! He really is my tiny American husband! I TOLD you I’d get one before I was 40, Mom! Now, what’s next… ‘Choose a general personality type.’ Hmmm…”)
Isabella looked through the rather extensive list of base personalities, wanting to make sure she picked the perfect one for her self-proclaimed husband, seeing a few good candidates before one strange one caught her eye. ‘Desperate Tiny Human (DTH): Your Tiny will be convinced it is a normal human trapped at a small size, with no knowledge it is a toy at all, erotic or otherwise! They will desperately try to prove they are human to you despite the obvious impossibility (even requesting food and water at times, which your Tiny is capable of processing as fuel), but are also programmed to ‘accidentally’ get themselves into intimate situations with you if you raise their ‘intimacy level’ high enough. They will also occasionally give concealed compliments. Many customers have described this personality as ‘tsundere’ or ‘playing extremely hard to get’. One of the most resistant settings, but also can lead to the deepest eventual bond.’
“¿Pequeño humano desesperado? Supongo que sería maravilloso que ambos pensáramos que es humano... pero no, eso sería demasiado extraño y cruel... No estoy muy seguro de qué tipo de persona elegiría a pequeño humano desesperado…”
(“Desperate Tiny Human? I suppose it WOULD be wonderful to have both of us thinking he’s human… but no, that’d be much too strange and cruel… I’m not really sure what kind of person would pick Desperate Tiny Human…”)
Left to your own devices as Isabella had been perusing the manual, you recovered enough to fully take in your situation. You had been bought by this woman, thinking you were some kind of erotic toy, and now although you understood next to nothing, she was reading some kind of manual and… wait… she thought she was setting up an erotic toy! She seemed nice enough, but there was no telling what could happen if you let her go on like this!
“Isabella! Listen, umm… My name is Dennis! I don’t know how I got like this, but I’m not a toy! I’m a human, just like you! Please, can you help me?” You desperately pleaded to Isabella to see you as more than a toy, even tried to explain how you’d gotten here, but Isabella just seemed to be confused, then started looking through the manual in a panic.
“Sí, sí, pequeña, sé que eres Dennis, ¡está en tu empaque! Pero, ¿por qué estás actuando como— oh mi…”
(“Yes, yes, little one, I know you’re Dennis, it’s on your packaging! But why are you acting like— oh my…”)
‘Please be advised: Saying the personality base name out loud in any language twice will activate that base. Also, due to the toys being very new technology, once a base is set there is no way to reset or change this setting.’
“Oh, cielos… Lo siento, mi pequeño Dennis, pero tendremos que arreglárnoslas… ¡Después de todo, cada pareja casada tiene sus problemas! Tendré que trabajar para elevar tu nivel de intimidad... ¡será como tener una cita! Ahora cómo… ah, aquí está…”
(“Oh dear… I’m sorry, my little Dennis, but we’ll just have to make due… Every married couple has their issues, after all! I’ll just have to work to raise your intimacy level… it’ll be just like dating! Now how to… ah, here it is…”)
‘The best way to raise the intimacy level with your Tiny is to spend time with it! (Be advised: Tinies with DTH setting will only raise intimacy on days that they spend a full 24 hours with you, and will lower every minute they are away from your immediate vicinity.)’
“¡Oh, Dios… aunque supongo que SÍ quería un hombre que nunca se apartara de mi lado ni por un segundo! ¡Al menos eres del tamaño de un bolsillo!"
(“Oh my… although I suppose I DID want a man who never left my side for even a second! At least you’re pocket size!”)
Isabella mostly ignored your cries and protests, with you none the wiser as to why she didn’t seem to be listening to you. She seemed to be able to understand English at least, but whether she couldn’t speak it or didn’t see why she should need to, you couldn’t convince her that you were anything but her new tiny husband as she tried to find anything else she needed to know in the manual. Your ramblings were cut short as she suddenly shushed you, concentrating very hard on something in the manual, which unfortunately you could not read along.
‘Setting Base Preferences for Your Tiny: First impressions are important! Once their base personality is set, you will have a 15 minute window to initiate an intimate interaction with your Tiny. Using the prompt ‘Intimacy Base’ and exposing your Tiny to parts of your body and/or your bodily fluids/solids/gases will set these as a special preference for your Tiny, and any interaction with this part and/or ingestion/breathing in of this body fluid/solid/gas will help to raise your intimacy levels. (Be Advised: Failing to have this interaction will result in your Tiny having no particular preference. Also, DTH setting Tinies will have they’re intimacy level lowered by several degrees without this interaction, and will only raise their intimacy if they have daily exposure to at least one of their set preferences.)
Isabella went into a panic as she realized she only had a few minutes left to initiate the interaction, and quickly blurted out the command.
"¡Base de intimidad!"
(“Intimacy base!”)
Unfortunately, in her panic, she didn’t really think through what she put you through next. She-
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