Jill's Options
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 13
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“The government has come around. We can now register you Tinies, and get more!” Chloe said this with immense cheer and satisfaction, but her pets just looked at one another in confusion. Finally, Jill stepped forward:
“Chloe, uh… what do you mean?” Chloe giggled:
“Oops! Well, I guess I shouldn’t have expected you Tinies to understand off the bat. You see, my family has a friend in the mayors office, and he’s been lobbying for a change of status for all you Tinies. It’s finally paid off, we slipped in the change into some boring old bill. Now, the ridiculous idea that Tinies are people is completely off the table: you guys are officially my pets! Of course, since no one knows about it, we’ll be able to rescue a whole lot of tinies in their ‘schools’ around here before anyone notices the change. It’ll be great! Me and a bunch of friends are going to nab a whole lot of Tinies, and we’re going to set up a Tiny-store co-op. I’ll be doing a lot of retraining and have a lot on my plate, but now that this law is in effect (or will be in a few hours, that is), I don’t have to keep you all safe in Tinyville- I’m giving a lot of you away to my family, and they’ll register you! It’s going to be great!” Comprehension was starting to dawn on the Tiny faces below Chloe, and she spotted a glittering, leaping figure in the crowd. She smiles:
“Yes Tiffy, you’re going to Tom. Tom going away to college in a few weeks was what actually prompted my idea.” The little girl shrieked and clapped her hands.
“Be sure to put all your stuff in your rooms. In twenty minutes, you’re new masters and mistresses will take you away. Say your goodbyes- I’m going to get dressed.” With the eyes of every Tiny upon her, Chloe rose to her full, magnificent height and walked off. After she got far enough away to be blocked by the buildings, the crowd broke up, everyone talking excitedly at once. Many abhorred the idea of leaving Chloe, but many were sufficiently attached to other family members to take it with some perspective. Indeed, Tiffy and Jackie competed in volume of chatter as Jill’s group headed back to their block, saying how much they were looking forward to being with Tom/Marcy. Jackie, of course, was a done deal, always a gift for Marcy but getting some training. For Tiffy, however, this was a dream come true.
Everyone kept talking as they gathered in Emily’s house to say their goodbyes, everyone sure where they were going. Jill felt a little lost as Emily, Wade and Jackie got together and started talking excitedly about Marcy (with Jackie and Wade both talking about how their little brothers would surely visit soon), as Tiffy chatted with a few other large-breasted girls (including the cowgirl) about living with Tom in college: Tom was quite obvious in his preferences and referred to them affectionately as his “harem.” Tyler and a pair of girls talked about living with Chloe’s mom and dad. Finally, Jackie noticed Jill:
“Hey Jill,” She called, “Where do you think you’re off to. I mean, it’s Chloe’s decision, obviously. Personally, I can’t believe she’d let her cheer-Jill get away.” Everyone focused on Jill:
“Well, I don’t know, but it would be great if Jill came with us to Marcy. She makes such a great doll! Besides, Marcy took a liking to her when she first came.” Tiffy weighed in:
“Oh, but think about master Peter! He’s so handsome, although not like my Tom, and I kind of feel sorry for him. Chloe doesn’t let him have anyone very often. Maybe Chloe will take pity on him: I know he’s got a crush on Jill, he loves watching those boobies of hers go up and down! He’s fun to, and so sweet!” The girls all giggled knowingly. Jill, head awash, protested ignorance and escaped to the street. Leaning against the building, she considered the options: She knew that, realistically, it had to be Chloe, Marcy or Peter.
Jill adored Chloe, and loved playing with her, but Chloe would clearly take the lion’s share of both current and new Tinies: even for her Cheer-Jill, she might not have much time.
Marcy was sweet and Jill had great affection for her, but even with this great affection Marcy could be single-minded, fun for her good dolls like Emily and Jackie, but still more controlling than Chloe. Jill knew, in her heart, that she could never be as good a doll as those two.
And then there was Peter. A tingle passed through Jill as she thought of him. He was, without a doubt, a boy, and thanks to Chloe’s policy Jill was quite inexperienced and shy with boys, of all sizes. Still, Jill couldn’t help but be curious. Peter was Chloe’s twin, but he wasn’t the same. While he shared with Chloe a casualness about dress, appearing in boxers at breakfast, as well as a love of Tinies, he didn’t treat them quite the same. Tiffy was right: he was fun, and he was always appreciative of his Tinies, more so than Chloe, giving away treats and expressing sincere thanks after his games. Jill smiled, remembering how Peter once gave her an entire bar of chocolate after Jill performed intensely on his desk for over an hour.
Jill hugged herself: she was just so confused. She loved them all, and even considering their bad points sent a wave of nausea through her. Jackie suddenly appeared beside her and hugged her:
“Don’t worry.” She said into Jill’s ear, “You’ll have fun with whoever Chloe chooses. I’m sure everything will work out.” Jill smiled sadly:
“I’ll miss you.” Jackie grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away a bit:
“Don’t be silly. We’re all living in the same house: I’ll see you at breakfast every day. Tiffy, on the other hand, is definitely going away, so come on and say goodbye.” Jill nodded and they both headed back into Emily’s room.
Some time later, goodbye’s said, the whole town turned out in their special clothes as Chloe’s family gathered in her room. They stared in awe and reverence at the monolithic figures: few had seen all six together at once. Their voices boomed, Chloe was explaining the details of the transfer:
“Don’t forget to give them their juice every day, and to hook up the pipes properly. I’m taking mine to be registered at 12:01 PM before heading over to their schools, you guys should do so as well. Now, here’s your juice.” Chloe hands them each a tray with glasses on them. From the ground, no one can see how many glasses is on each tray, but they can see the massive bottles of juice also on each tray: Orange for Chloe, Grapefruit for her parents, Cranberry for Tom, Grape for Marcy and Tomato for Peter, as well as a bottle of apple juice, just in case. Chloe turned to the town and smiled:
“Well my pets, I love you all, and your new masters will love you just as much. Come now and get your juice.” Chloe knelt and motioned for her Tinies to form a line, there were almost 35 now. She gave each Tiny a kiss and a glass, which she watched carefully to make sure it went down. Jill was near the back of the line, so she watched it all. She saw Jackie, Emily and Wade, and a few others, get Grape Juice without any surprise.
“What do you say, Marcy?” Mrs. Alex asked:
“Thank you big sis.” Marcy said enthusiastically as she tried to hug all of her new dolls at once. When Tiffy and the rest of the harem got their red cranberry juice, however, there were many squeals of laughter as Tom, after thanking his sister sincerely, dropped them in a bowl of Cranberry juice and started sucking them dry, before dumping them back in again. Chloe left them to it.
As Jill saw Tyler get his Grapefruit juice she had the faintest pang of regret: He was so incredibly cute, after all, which is why Mrs. Alex liked him, but Chloe hadn’t allowed it. Mrs. Alex thanked her and then there was quite a lot of cheering as orange juice started flowing, interspersed by some grapefruit juice given to a matched set of four girls, all dressed in black maids uniforms and all looking adoringly at Mr. Richard, and a few other cute boys. Finally, it was Jill’s turn. Chloe gave her one last smile and a kiss:
“There’s my dear cheer-Jill. I knew from the first moment I saw you in class you were special. Now, drink up.” That said, she handed Jill a glass of…
“Chloe, uh… what do you mean?” Chloe giggled:
“Oops! Well, I guess I shouldn’t have expected you Tinies to understand off the bat. You see, my family has a friend in the mayors office, and he’s been lobbying for a change of status for all you Tinies. It’s finally paid off, we slipped in the change into some boring old bill. Now, the ridiculous idea that Tinies are people is completely off the table: you guys are officially my pets! Of course, since no one knows about it, we’ll be able to rescue a whole lot of tinies in their ‘schools’ around here before anyone notices the change. It’ll be great! Me and a bunch of friends are going to nab a whole lot of Tinies, and we’re going to set up a Tiny-store co-op. I’ll be doing a lot of retraining and have a lot on my plate, but now that this law is in effect (or will be in a few hours, that is), I don’t have to keep you all safe in Tinyville- I’m giving a lot of you away to my family, and they’ll register you! It’s going to be great!” Comprehension was starting to dawn on the Tiny faces below Chloe, and she spotted a glittering, leaping figure in the crowd. She smiles:
“Yes Tiffy, you’re going to Tom. Tom going away to college in a few weeks was what actually prompted my idea.” The little girl shrieked and clapped her hands.
“Be sure to put all your stuff in your rooms. In twenty minutes, you’re new masters and mistresses will take you away. Say your goodbyes- I’m going to get dressed.” With the eyes of every Tiny upon her, Chloe rose to her full, magnificent height and walked off. After she got far enough away to be blocked by the buildings, the crowd broke up, everyone talking excitedly at once. Many abhorred the idea of leaving Chloe, but many were sufficiently attached to other family members to take it with some perspective. Indeed, Tiffy and Jackie competed in volume of chatter as Jill’s group headed back to their block, saying how much they were looking forward to being with Tom/Marcy. Jackie, of course, was a done deal, always a gift for Marcy but getting some training. For Tiffy, however, this was a dream come true.
Everyone kept talking as they gathered in Emily’s house to say their goodbyes, everyone sure where they were going. Jill felt a little lost as Emily, Wade and Jackie got together and started talking excitedly about Marcy (with Jackie and Wade both talking about how their little brothers would surely visit soon), as Tiffy chatted with a few other large-breasted girls (including the cowgirl) about living with Tom in college: Tom was quite obvious in his preferences and referred to them affectionately as his “harem.” Tyler and a pair of girls talked about living with Chloe’s mom and dad. Finally, Jackie noticed Jill:
“Hey Jill,” She called, “Where do you think you’re off to. I mean, it’s Chloe’s decision, obviously. Personally, I can’t believe she’d let her cheer-Jill get away.” Everyone focused on Jill:
“Well, I don’t know, but it would be great if Jill came with us to Marcy. She makes such a great doll! Besides, Marcy took a liking to her when she first came.” Tiffy weighed in:
“Oh, but think about master Peter! He’s so handsome, although not like my Tom, and I kind of feel sorry for him. Chloe doesn’t let him have anyone very often. Maybe Chloe will take pity on him: I know he’s got a crush on Jill, he loves watching those boobies of hers go up and down! He’s fun to, and so sweet!” The girls all giggled knowingly. Jill, head awash, protested ignorance and escaped to the street. Leaning against the building, she considered the options: She knew that, realistically, it had to be Chloe, Marcy or Peter.
Jill adored Chloe, and loved playing with her, but Chloe would clearly take the lion’s share of both current and new Tinies: even for her Cheer-Jill, she might not have much time.
Marcy was sweet and Jill had great affection for her, but even with this great affection Marcy could be single-minded, fun for her good dolls like Emily and Jackie, but still more controlling than Chloe. Jill knew, in her heart, that she could never be as good a doll as those two.
And then there was Peter. A tingle passed through Jill as she thought of him. He was, without a doubt, a boy, and thanks to Chloe’s policy Jill was quite inexperienced and shy with boys, of all sizes. Still, Jill couldn’t help but be curious. Peter was Chloe’s twin, but he wasn’t the same. While he shared with Chloe a casualness about dress, appearing in boxers at breakfast, as well as a love of Tinies, he didn’t treat them quite the same. Tiffy was right: he was fun, and he was always appreciative of his Tinies, more so than Chloe, giving away treats and expressing sincere thanks after his games. Jill smiled, remembering how Peter once gave her an entire bar of chocolate after Jill performed intensely on his desk for over an hour.
Jill hugged herself: she was just so confused. She loved them all, and even considering their bad points sent a wave of nausea through her. Jackie suddenly appeared beside her and hugged her:
“Don’t worry.” She said into Jill’s ear, “You’ll have fun with whoever Chloe chooses. I’m sure everything will work out.” Jill smiled sadly:
“I’ll miss you.” Jackie grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away a bit:
“Don’t be silly. We’re all living in the same house: I’ll see you at breakfast every day. Tiffy, on the other hand, is definitely going away, so come on and say goodbye.” Jill nodded and they both headed back into Emily’s room.
Some time later, goodbye’s said, the whole town turned out in their special clothes as Chloe’s family gathered in her room. They stared in awe and reverence at the monolithic figures: few had seen all six together at once. Their voices boomed, Chloe was explaining the details of the transfer:
“Don’t forget to give them their juice every day, and to hook up the pipes properly. I’m taking mine to be registered at 12:01 PM before heading over to their schools, you guys should do so as well. Now, here’s your juice.” Chloe hands them each a tray with glasses on them. From the ground, no one can see how many glasses is on each tray, but they can see the massive bottles of juice also on each tray: Orange for Chloe, Grapefruit for her parents, Cranberry for Tom, Grape for Marcy and Tomato for Peter, as well as a bottle of apple juice, just in case. Chloe turned to the town and smiled:
“Well my pets, I love you all, and your new masters will love you just as much. Come now and get your juice.” Chloe knelt and motioned for her Tinies to form a line, there were almost 35 now. She gave each Tiny a kiss and a glass, which she watched carefully to make sure it went down. Jill was near the back of the line, so she watched it all. She saw Jackie, Emily and Wade, and a few others, get Grape Juice without any surprise.
“What do you say, Marcy?” Mrs. Alex asked:
“Thank you big sis.” Marcy said enthusiastically as she tried to hug all of her new dolls at once. When Tiffy and the rest of the harem got their red cranberry juice, however, there were many squeals of laughter as Tom, after thanking his sister sincerely, dropped them in a bowl of Cranberry juice and started sucking them dry, before dumping them back in again. Chloe left them to it.
As Jill saw Tyler get his Grapefruit juice she had the faintest pang of regret: He was so incredibly cute, after all, which is why Mrs. Alex liked him, but Chloe hadn’t allowed it. Mrs. Alex thanked her and then there was quite a lot of cheering as orange juice started flowing, interspersed by some grapefruit juice given to a matched set of four girls, all dressed in black maids uniforms and all looking adoringly at Mr. Richard, and a few other cute boys. Finally, it was Jill’s turn. Chloe gave her one last smile and a kiss:
“There’s my dear cheer-Jill. I knew from the first moment I saw you in class you were special. Now, drink up.” That said, she handed Jill a glass of…
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