No luck... Strip Search
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
rainman1131
The uniformed woman walked over to where Cindy cowered against the back wall of the cell. She was a tall, athletic-looking woman, who might have been very attractive, but for a severe crew cut and a complete lack of makeup. She stood, feet spread wide, directly in front of Cindy. She glared down at the young girl.
"First of all," she began, holding up one finger. "Set aside the munchkin for now."
Cindy blinked. "Huh?" Then she understood, and she released Nurse Granville from her grasp. The small nurse took a few uncertain steps toward the towering woman. She looked up, smiling nervously.
"What do you want me to do, ma'am?"
The young woman waved a dismissive hand. "Just go and sit in the corner, squirt. We'll get to you later."
"Yes, ma'am!" The little nurse scurried obediently over to the corner and sat down, her little legs splayed out in front of her, making her look even more like a doll.
"Two," The woman was looking down at Cindy again, a second finger raised in the air. "Take off that sweatshirt. I can see you're hiding something in there."
Cindy shook her head. "No. ma'am, I swear. There's nothing under my shirt. Really-"
The woman leaned down, fixing Cindy with a steely gaze. "I'll take it off for you in about five seconds." The voice was level and unemotional on the surface, but somewhere below that, it held an unmistakable note of menace.
Cindy knew when she was licked. "Okay, okay. I'll do it." Slowly, Cindy grabbed the neck of her sweatshirt, and carefully pulled it up over her head. She guided the garment carefully around her pony tail, trying to avoid jostling Sally and Nathan any more than necessary. At last, she tugged the sweatshirt off.
The severe face of the young woman cracked into something that resembled a grin. "You've got to be kidding!"
From the other end of the cell came high, tinkling laughter. "Oh!" squealed Nurse Granville. "There's two little girls taped to her tummy! That's so cute!"
The woman shot a glance across the cell. "Be quiet, shrimp."
Nurse Granville clapped her hands over her mouth, stifling her laughter.
The woman turned back to Cindy, leaning forward and placing her hands on her knees. "A couple of stowaways, huh? Where did you get them from? The hospital? The Behavioral unit? What?"
Cindy opened her mouth, then closed it again.
The woman sighed. "We are going to get of the bottom of this, young lady. Now, tell me-"
"Leave her alone."
Everyone in the room turned to look at Jill, who had spoken from her place on Cindy's stomach. The woman gawked down at the tiny teen, looking as though she hadn't expected that the little girls would be capable of conversation; it was as if a lab animal had just spoken to her.
"What?" was all the woman could manage.
Jill cupped her hands around her mouth. "I said," she raised her voice for emphasis. "Leave Cindy alone. I'm the one you'll deal with here."
The woman smiled again, peering down at the tiny blonde girl. "And why is that, tiny?"
Well, here goes, thought Jill. "Because, butch, my mom is a big wheel around here. My name's Jill Keeper."
The woman looked down at Jill blankly. For a moment, Jill thought she had guessed wrong. Jill didn't know what her mother's capacity was in this place. She hadn't even known that her mom worked here until a few minutes ago. In fact, Jill's mom had always been very vague about her work, always telling Jill, when asked, that she had a boring government job, and she was not really allowed to talk about it.
Then the woman's whole attitude changed. "Mrs. Keeper is your mother?" She stared down incredulously. "Really?"
Jill crossed her arms over the band of tape that ran just below her chest. "That's right. Now go get her right now, please."
The woman's eyes narrowed, and she placed her hands on her hips. "How do I know that's the truth?"
"How do you know it isn't?" said Jackie, speaking from her place next to Jill.
"If you don't go get her right now," Jill said, fixing the woman with a withering stare. "I'm going to tell her you molested us."
"Now wait a minute-"
"Do it now!" Jill's tiny, shouted voice echoed off the padded cell walls.
Visibly flustered now, the woman moved toward the the cell door. "Okay, I'll be back. We're going to see what's going on here." The woman walked out the door, closing and locking it behind her.
Cindy clapped her hands. "Good job, Jill! Now what?"
"We haven't got much time. First off, could you let Jackie and me free?"
"Sure!" Cindy started pulling at the piece of tape that held Jill down. "Ouch! That hurts!"
Cindy pulled her hand back, wincing.
"No," said the little nurse from across the room. "Not like that. Here, let me help." Nurse Granville stood, and padded quickly across the cell floor. She knelt next to Cindy, placing a hand on the piece of tape. She looked up into Cindy's face. "May I, ma'am?"
Cindy nodded. "Yeah. But be careful."
The little nurse nodded. She placed a hand on each side of the tape, near where it met with Jill's stomach. Working her hands under the tape, she pried it slowly away from Cindy's skin, sliding her hands along steadily until the tape came off the surface of Cindy's stomach.
"Good Job!" cried Cindy, reaching down to pet the tiny nurse's hair. "Now do the rest, please."
"Yes, ma'am," Nurse Granville said absently, already working the other end of the tape loose. In a few seconds, Jill was free. She bounded down off Cindy's stomach, and stood on the floor, stretching her body, trying to get the feeling back into her stiff limbs.
"Thank you, Nurse Granville," Jill said gratefully.
"You're welcome, sweetie," the knee-high nurse replied. Jill frowned a little, noticing for the first time, a condescending tone in the little nurse's voice. Although, now that she thought about it, it was probably a pretty natural way for the nurse to react to her; until now, Nurse Granville had been the smallest one in the room, and so, subordinate to everyone else. Now that there were really tiny people about, the pint-sized nurse had a little more confidence.
Nurse Granville had to move up onto Cindy's stomach to reach the tape that held Jackie. She leaned forward on her elbows, and placed her knees up onto Cindy's stomach. She paused, casting a questioning glance up at Cindy.
Cindy nodded quickly. "Yes, little girl, that's okay to crawl on my tummy. Just get my friend free."
"Yes, ma'am."
In less than a minute, Jackie was freed. She joined Jill on the cell floor. "Thanks."
Nurse Granville smiled, stepping off of Cindy's stomach. "Welcome."
Now Cindy stared down at Jill. She casually reached back and fumbled with her pony tail. She looked a question at Jill.
Understanding, Jill shook her head. Not yet, she mouthed.
Cindy nodded.
Just then, the cell door opened, and in walked the uniformed woman, followed by Jill's mom.
Mrs. Keeper then...
"First of all," she began, holding up one finger. "Set aside the munchkin for now."
Cindy blinked. "Huh?" Then she understood, and she released Nurse Granville from her grasp. The small nurse took a few uncertain steps toward the towering woman. She looked up, smiling nervously.
"What do you want me to do, ma'am?"
The young woman waved a dismissive hand. "Just go and sit in the corner, squirt. We'll get to you later."
"Yes, ma'am!" The little nurse scurried obediently over to the corner and sat down, her little legs splayed out in front of her, making her look even more like a doll.
"Two," The woman was looking down at Cindy again, a second finger raised in the air. "Take off that sweatshirt. I can see you're hiding something in there."
Cindy shook her head. "No. ma'am, I swear. There's nothing under my shirt. Really-"
The woman leaned down, fixing Cindy with a steely gaze. "I'll take it off for you in about five seconds." The voice was level and unemotional on the surface, but somewhere below that, it held an unmistakable note of menace.
Cindy knew when she was licked. "Okay, okay. I'll do it." Slowly, Cindy grabbed the neck of her sweatshirt, and carefully pulled it up over her head. She guided the garment carefully around her pony tail, trying to avoid jostling Sally and Nathan any more than necessary. At last, she tugged the sweatshirt off.
The severe face of the young woman cracked into something that resembled a grin. "You've got to be kidding!"
From the other end of the cell came high, tinkling laughter. "Oh!" squealed Nurse Granville. "There's two little girls taped to her tummy! That's so cute!"
The woman shot a glance across the cell. "Be quiet, shrimp."
Nurse Granville clapped her hands over her mouth, stifling her laughter.
The woman turned back to Cindy, leaning forward and placing her hands on her knees. "A couple of stowaways, huh? Where did you get them from? The hospital? The Behavioral unit? What?"
Cindy opened her mouth, then closed it again.
The woman sighed. "We are going to get of the bottom of this, young lady. Now, tell me-"
"Leave her alone."
Everyone in the room turned to look at Jill, who had spoken from her place on Cindy's stomach. The woman gawked down at the tiny teen, looking as though she hadn't expected that the little girls would be capable of conversation; it was as if a lab animal had just spoken to her.
"What?" was all the woman could manage.
Jill cupped her hands around her mouth. "I said," she raised her voice for emphasis. "Leave Cindy alone. I'm the one you'll deal with here."
The woman smiled again, peering down at the tiny blonde girl. "And why is that, tiny?"
Well, here goes, thought Jill. "Because, butch, my mom is a big wheel around here. My name's Jill Keeper."
The woman looked down at Jill blankly. For a moment, Jill thought she had guessed wrong. Jill didn't know what her mother's capacity was in this place. She hadn't even known that her mom worked here until a few minutes ago. In fact, Jill's mom had always been very vague about her work, always telling Jill, when asked, that she had a boring government job, and she was not really allowed to talk about it.
Then the woman's whole attitude changed. "Mrs. Keeper is your mother?" She stared down incredulously. "Really?"
Jill crossed her arms over the band of tape that ran just below her chest. "That's right. Now go get her right now, please."
The woman's eyes narrowed, and she placed her hands on her hips. "How do I know that's the truth?"
"How do you know it isn't?" said Jackie, speaking from her place next to Jill.
"If you don't go get her right now," Jill said, fixing the woman with a withering stare. "I'm going to tell her you molested us."
"Now wait a minute-"
"Do it now!" Jill's tiny, shouted voice echoed off the padded cell walls.
Visibly flustered now, the woman moved toward the the cell door. "Okay, I'll be back. We're going to see what's going on here." The woman walked out the door, closing and locking it behind her.
Cindy clapped her hands. "Good job, Jill! Now what?"
"We haven't got much time. First off, could you let Jackie and me free?"
"Sure!" Cindy started pulling at the piece of tape that held Jill down. "Ouch! That hurts!"
Cindy pulled her hand back, wincing.
"No," said the little nurse from across the room. "Not like that. Here, let me help." Nurse Granville stood, and padded quickly across the cell floor. She knelt next to Cindy, placing a hand on the piece of tape. She looked up into Cindy's face. "May I, ma'am?"
Cindy nodded. "Yeah. But be careful."
The little nurse nodded. She placed a hand on each side of the tape, near where it met with Jill's stomach. Working her hands under the tape, she pried it slowly away from Cindy's skin, sliding her hands along steadily until the tape came off the surface of Cindy's stomach.
"Good Job!" cried Cindy, reaching down to pet the tiny nurse's hair. "Now do the rest, please."
"Yes, ma'am," Nurse Granville said absently, already working the other end of the tape loose. In a few seconds, Jill was free. She bounded down off Cindy's stomach, and stood on the floor, stretching her body, trying to get the feeling back into her stiff limbs.
"Thank you, Nurse Granville," Jill said gratefully.
"You're welcome, sweetie," the knee-high nurse replied. Jill frowned a little, noticing for the first time, a condescending tone in the little nurse's voice. Although, now that she thought about it, it was probably a pretty natural way for the nurse to react to her; until now, Nurse Granville had been the smallest one in the room, and so, subordinate to everyone else. Now that there were really tiny people about, the pint-sized nurse had a little more confidence.
Nurse Granville had to move up onto Cindy's stomach to reach the tape that held Jackie. She leaned forward on her elbows, and placed her knees up onto Cindy's stomach. She paused, casting a questioning glance up at Cindy.
Cindy nodded quickly. "Yes, little girl, that's okay to crawl on my tummy. Just get my friend free."
"Yes, ma'am."
In less than a minute, Jackie was freed. She joined Jill on the cell floor. "Thanks."
Nurse Granville smiled, stepping off of Cindy's stomach. "Welcome."
Now Cindy stared down at Jill. She casually reached back and fumbled with her pony tail. She looked a question at Jill.
Understanding, Jill shook her head. Not yet, she mouthed.
Cindy nodded.
Just then, the cell door opened, and in walked the uniformed woman, followed by Jill's mom.
Mrs. Keeper then...
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