You Say You Want a Revolution?
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 25
by
copier
· original author:
rainman1131
After the battle, Mrs. Keeper took Jill aside, away from the others, and talked quietly with her daughter for several minutes. When Kurtz made as if to follow, Mrs. Keeper gave her a stern look,and the major held back, her face an expressionless mask. She glanced first at Cindy, then down at Jackie. The tiny brunette returned her stare.
And stuck out her tongue.
Major Kurtz let out a slow breath between tightly clenched jaws.
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Later, in the bathroom off Cindy's bedroom, Jill and Jackie lay on a thick white towel on the bathroom counter. They were completely naked, and were still a little damp from having just been washed and rinsed off in the adjoining sink. Jill lay with her eyes closed, her pale, ten-inch body curled in a nearly fetal position on one side of the towel. Jackie lay on the other side, up on her elbows and glaring up at Cindy's towering form. Both girls' bodies, in spite of the washing, were peppered with little red puncture wounds, all of them tiny, but some of them bleeding still.
The big blond girl wore a blue terry cloth robe, her still-damp hair combed carelessly over her right shoulder. She was seated in front of the sink counter, and she was hunting through the medicine cabinet, picking out a few small items: cotton swabs, a bottle of disinfectant, a pair of small tweezers. She set these items on the counter near the towel.
"Proud of yourself?" said Jackie suddenly.
"Hmmm?" asked Cindy absently, as she unscrewed the cap on the disinfectant.
"I said," repeated Jackie, leaning forward, and narrowing her eyes at the giant girl. "Are you proud of yourself? Did you enjoy picking up the helpless little girls, stripping them, and then bathing them? When, all the while, one of those girls," The little brunette's eyes narrowed to slits. "One of those girls was screaming for you to stop?"
Cindy continued with her preparations, opening the box of cotton swabs. She glanced absently at Jackie. "You and Jill are injured, Jackie. I'm just trying to help you."
The tiny brunette shook her head disgustedly. "You biggies! Always know what's best, don't you? Christ! You're as bad as Jill's mom! As bad as Kurtz! You-"
Jackie stopped as she felt Jill's hand close around her wrist. She looked to see a wide-awake Jill Keeper staring closely at her. Jill said, slowly, clearly, "Take it back, Jackie."
"She likes to play with us, Jill! Like we're dolls, or something! She's-"
Jill's voice wasn't loud, but it held stone cold conviction. "No, Jackie. Take that back. Now."
Jackie stared at Jill, open-mouthed, for a moment.
Then she dropped her head, glanced back up at Cindy, and looked down at her own chest. "I take it back," she said "Sorry," she added quietly.
Cindy smiled as she dipped a swab into the amber-colored bottle. "Don't sweat it, Jackie. It's been a hard day."
"Yeah," Jackie replied, lying back on the towel with Jill.
For the next several moments, Cindy swabbed gently at the tiny wounds covering her friends' miniature bodies, apologizing now and then as she hit a particularly sore spot. All the wounds were very tiny, but there were so many that it took quite awhile to get to each one. Both girls lay still, moving only when Cindy instructed them to change position so she could reach a new spot.
When Cindy was nearly finished, daubing at a last few spots on Jill's legs, the tiny blond said, "I think I know where to start on this thing."
Jackie rolled her head to face Jill. "What thing?"
Jill rolled up on her elbow, wincing as Cindy's swab hit a particularly painful wound.
The giantess smiled apologetically. Sorry, she mouthed.
Jill waved her hand negligently. "It's okay, Cindy." She turned back to Jackie. "The thing, Jackie, is how we are going to stop what's going on in that complex."
Jackie stared at her friend. "You're shitting me?"
"I wouldn't shit you, Jackie, you're my favorite-"
Jackie snorted. "Save it, Keeper. What the Hell are we going to do about anything? You, me, and Kong here? We're going to, what? Take that place down? Let me just get it clear in my head. The three of us, two of us doll-sized, mind you, are going back into that super-secret, maximum security, high-tech government complex, and we're going to bring that place down?"
Jill nodded. "To the ground."
"Sounds like fun," said Cindy brightly, as she capped the disinfectant, and dropped the bloody swabs into the trash can.
Jackie looked incredulously, from one girl to the other. She shook her head slowly. After a moment she looked at Jill, and said, "I assume there's a plan?"
And stuck out her tongue.
Major Kurtz let out a slow breath between tightly clenched jaws.
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Later, in the bathroom off Cindy's bedroom, Jill and Jackie lay on a thick white towel on the bathroom counter. They were completely naked, and were still a little damp from having just been washed and rinsed off in the adjoining sink. Jill lay with her eyes closed, her pale, ten-inch body curled in a nearly fetal position on one side of the towel. Jackie lay on the other side, up on her elbows and glaring up at Cindy's towering form. Both girls' bodies, in spite of the washing, were peppered with little red puncture wounds, all of them tiny, but some of them bleeding still.
The big blond girl wore a blue terry cloth robe, her still-damp hair combed carelessly over her right shoulder. She was seated in front of the sink counter, and she was hunting through the medicine cabinet, picking out a few small items: cotton swabs, a bottle of disinfectant, a pair of small tweezers. She set these items on the counter near the towel.
"Proud of yourself?" said Jackie suddenly.
"Hmmm?" asked Cindy absently, as she unscrewed the cap on the disinfectant.
"I said," repeated Jackie, leaning forward, and narrowing her eyes at the giant girl. "Are you proud of yourself? Did you enjoy picking up the helpless little girls, stripping them, and then bathing them? When, all the while, one of those girls," The little brunette's eyes narrowed to slits. "One of those girls was screaming for you to stop?"
Cindy continued with her preparations, opening the box of cotton swabs. She glanced absently at Jackie. "You and Jill are injured, Jackie. I'm just trying to help you."
The tiny brunette shook her head disgustedly. "You biggies! Always know what's best, don't you? Christ! You're as bad as Jill's mom! As bad as Kurtz! You-"
Jackie stopped as she felt Jill's hand close around her wrist. She looked to see a wide-awake Jill Keeper staring closely at her. Jill said, slowly, clearly, "Take it back, Jackie."
"She likes to play with us, Jill! Like we're dolls, or something! She's-"
Jill's voice wasn't loud, but it held stone cold conviction. "No, Jackie. Take that back. Now."
Jackie stared at Jill, open-mouthed, for a moment.
Then she dropped her head, glanced back up at Cindy, and looked down at her own chest. "I take it back," she said "Sorry," she added quietly.
Cindy smiled as she dipped a swab into the amber-colored bottle. "Don't sweat it, Jackie. It's been a hard day."
"Yeah," Jackie replied, lying back on the towel with Jill.
For the next several moments, Cindy swabbed gently at the tiny wounds covering her friends' miniature bodies, apologizing now and then as she hit a particularly sore spot. All the wounds were very tiny, but there were so many that it took quite awhile to get to each one. Both girls lay still, moving only when Cindy instructed them to change position so she could reach a new spot.
When Cindy was nearly finished, daubing at a last few spots on Jill's legs, the tiny blond said, "I think I know where to start on this thing."
Jackie rolled her head to face Jill. "What thing?"
Jill rolled up on her elbow, wincing as Cindy's swab hit a particularly painful wound.
The giantess smiled apologetically. Sorry, she mouthed.
Jill waved her hand negligently. "It's okay, Cindy." She turned back to Jackie. "The thing, Jackie, is how we are going to stop what's going on in that complex."
Jackie stared at her friend. "You're shitting me?"
"I wouldn't shit you, Jackie, you're my favorite-"
Jackie snorted. "Save it, Keeper. What the Hell are we going to do about anything? You, me, and Kong here? We're going to, what? Take that place down? Let me just get it clear in my head. The three of us, two of us doll-sized, mind you, are going back into that super-secret, maximum security, high-tech government complex, and we're going to bring that place down?"
Jill nodded. "To the ground."
"Sounds like fun," said Cindy brightly, as she capped the disinfectant, and dropped the bloody swabs into the trash can.
Jackie looked incredulously, from one girl to the other. She shook her head slowly. After a moment she looked at Jill, and said, "I assume there's a plan?"
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