...actually happy to be there
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
rainman1131
As Jill looked around at the other little people - all teens close to her own age - she saw that none of them seemed to be afraid of the huge girl who had stepped onto their street. Judging from the smiles on most of their faces, the emotion she saw there could most accurately be described as adoration.
"There's no reason to be afraid, Jill." It was Emily. The slim, dark-haired girl had moved over to where Chloe now sat cross-legged in the middle of the street. Emily stroked Chole's leg just above her knee, and smiled up at the giantess. "Chloe would never hurt us. She'll take good care of you, don't worry."
"That's right, Jill! Listen to Emily." The giant girl reached a hand down, gently petting Emily along her back and down her legs. Chloe then pushed the edge of her hand into the back of Emily's knees, prompting the tiny girl to sit easily back on the huge palm. As Emily was raised upward toward the Chloe's face, she put her arms back on the palm to steady herself, and playfully kicked her legs as she was lifted.
Chloe brought Emily in close, nuzzling the small teen against her cheek. Giggling, Emily planted a wet kiss on the tip of Chloe's nose.
"That tickles!" squealed Chloe. The big girl cuddled Emily into her face some more, making sure she felt every inch of the smooth, soft girl. Emily continued to laugh helplessly.
Jill broke in, measuring her words carefully. "It's nice that you have these friends, Chloe, who like being here as your pets. Really. But it's not for me. Can you please let me go?"
Chloe frowned. Giving the still-giggling Emily a quick kiss, she set her on the ground near Jill.
"Sorry, Jill. You're mine now. You'll learn, as all my little pets have learned, that it's best for you to do what I say. Besides, do any of my little people look unhappy to you?"
Jill looked around at the twenty or so teens milling around the little street. There were boys and girls, and they all seemed to be either nodding at Jill encouragingly, or staring raptly up at Chloe.
What kind of hold does she have over them? Jill wondered.
"They just like being taken care of," Chloe said, seeming to read Jill's mind.
Several of the small teens had climbed up into Chloe's lap, and sat happily on her bare legs, smiling up at their giant mistress. A boy dressed in a G.I. Joe uniform sat in the palm of Chloe's right hand, and as Jill watched, Chloe's left hand reached down to pick up a blond girl who wore a swimsuit. The girl squealed as she was grabbed, but obviously in surprise, not fear.
As Jill looked around, she noticed that all the little people seemed to be wearing bright, garish, and mostly scanty clothing. Doll clothes, Jill realized. In fact, she only now realized that the clothes she herself was wearing were a Barbie cheerleader outfit.
Jill decided to...
"There's no reason to be afraid, Jill." It was Emily. The slim, dark-haired girl had moved over to where Chloe now sat cross-legged in the middle of the street. Emily stroked Chole's leg just above her knee, and smiled up at the giantess. "Chloe would never hurt us. She'll take good care of you, don't worry."
"That's right, Jill! Listen to Emily." The giant girl reached a hand down, gently petting Emily along her back and down her legs. Chloe then pushed the edge of her hand into the back of Emily's knees, prompting the tiny girl to sit easily back on the huge palm. As Emily was raised upward toward the Chloe's face, she put her arms back on the palm to steady herself, and playfully kicked her legs as she was lifted.
Chloe brought Emily in close, nuzzling the small teen against her cheek. Giggling, Emily planted a wet kiss on the tip of Chloe's nose.
"That tickles!" squealed Chloe. The big girl cuddled Emily into her face some more, making sure she felt every inch of the smooth, soft girl. Emily continued to laugh helplessly.
Jill broke in, measuring her words carefully. "It's nice that you have these friends, Chloe, who like being here as your pets. Really. But it's not for me. Can you please let me go?"
Chloe frowned. Giving the still-giggling Emily a quick kiss, she set her on the ground near Jill.
"Sorry, Jill. You're mine now. You'll learn, as all my little pets have learned, that it's best for you to do what I say. Besides, do any of my little people look unhappy to you?"
Jill looked around at the twenty or so teens milling around the little street. There were boys and girls, and they all seemed to be either nodding at Jill encouragingly, or staring raptly up at Chloe.
What kind of hold does she have over them? Jill wondered.
"They just like being taken care of," Chloe said, seeming to read Jill's mind.
Several of the small teens had climbed up into Chloe's lap, and sat happily on her bare legs, smiling up at their giant mistress. A boy dressed in a G.I. Joe uniform sat in the palm of Chloe's right hand, and as Jill watched, Chloe's left hand reached down to pick up a blond girl who wore a swimsuit. The girl squealed as she was grabbed, but obviously in surprise, not fear.
As Jill looked around, she noticed that all the little people seemed to be wearing bright, garish, and mostly scanty clothing. Doll clothes, Jill realized. In fact, she only now realized that the clothes she herself was wearing were a Barbie cheerleader outfit.
Jill decided to...
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