Jill and Tyler's Tale
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
bask25456
Jill and Tyler woke up on a yielding, smooth surface which radiated warmth, which they both immediately recognized as skin. The area around them felt like a water bed, they could feel themselves pressing into the skin and rising up and down, up and they also noticed that they were huddled up against one another, Tyler's smaller back fitting perfectly into the curve of Jill's body. They smiled at one another, but disentangled themselves and stood up, looking around. They found themselves on Marissa's stomach. Rising in front of them were the two small hills that were Marissa's breasts, encased in a red bra. Behind them, Marissa's navel was covered in a pair of matching red panties, while her long legs stretched out into the distance down the bed. Marissa herself was totally awake, and had apparently been watching them the whole time. Her head rose over her breasts on a stack of pillows with her hands behind her head, to make it easier for her to watch them. She smiled as she saw them looking at her:
"Did you have a nice nap?" She asked them. Her words, and their resulting exhalation, caused the two to stumble as the ground around them shook, but they recovered and called up their affirmation. They stood there for a moment, trying to think of something to say. Before they could think of anything, however, they both felt a flash of trepidation as a mischievous light fills Marissa's eyes. She suddenly inhaled and exhaled very quickly with a huge gasping sound, flexing her diaphragm. Jill and Tyler had only a seconds warning before the ground above them lurches up and down quickly. The two tinies give a yelp as they went lurching into the air for a couple of inches, then came plummeting back down onto Marissa's body. Her subsequent uproarious laughter sent them bouncing along the surface of her belly for a while, each subsequent, ridiculous looking bounce bringing another gale of laughter.
After a while, Marissa calmed down, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes:
"I was going to say that you guys should be glad that I'm not ticklish there, but I guess that i am!" She chuckles again. Jill and Tyler, Nauseous and disoriented from being bounced along Marissa's midriff like skittles, wait warily for her to stop laughing completely. They look at each other uneasily, and carefully crawl over to each other:
"That was horrible!" whispered Jill into Tyler's ear.
"I know, but it just seems to be fun. She has us where she wants us, she could be acting like Kayla right now." Jill and Tyler give a little sliver of apprehension at the thought. It was true, there seemed to be nothing sexual about Marissa's attitude towards them. While she was dressed only in her underwear, these were purely functional, both bra and panties of an appropriate size with not even a hint of lace. It just seemed like she hadn't bothered to finish dressing. Finally, Marissa's mirth died out, leaving her belly to resume its normal, steady rise and fall, much like a ship at sea. Jill and Tyler once again wobbled carefully to their feet, and this time Marissa seemed content to let them stand.
"Sorry about that, I just couldn't resist." She didn't sound sorry at all, but they let that pass. Besides, they were too busy trying to keep their feet. Tyler called up to her:
"Marissa, while bouncing around on your stomach until the point of throwing up is fun, could you...?" He mimed lifting gestures. Marissa pouted, but complied with his request. She slowly sat up, which sent the two tinies plummeting downs towards her panties. Marissa caught them with the simple expedient of placing her hands over her navel and catching each in one hand as they fell. As each hit with a thump, Marissa wrapped her fingers around them, swung her legs over the side of the bed and set them on her bedside table.
Looking around the room, they are surprised to see that it is almost bare, and it looked even more cavernous and spacey from sheer emptiness. Besides the bed, there was only a single bureau in the room, across from the bed on a wooden, rugless floor. The walls were also blank, although some bare spots lighter than the rest indicated that posters had been present at one time. To make things complete, in the ceiling there wasn't a light fixture, merely a light bulb hanging on a wire. Turning back to Marissa, Jill called up:
"So, you like to live a Spartan lifestyle?" She asked, with both curiosity and humor in her voice. Marissa blinked slowly, nonplussed, than replies slowly:
"No, I'm moving. Didn't you know, you said that you, like, you saw the boxes, didn't you?" She asks, confused. Jill and Tyler exchanged a glance, suddenly remembering with perfect clarity Marissa's earlier monologue.
"No, we didn't, you just assumed it." Tyler shouted back. Marissa gotit instantly:
"So you didn't choose my house on purpose, you-"
"Just chose it because it was closest, that's right." Explained Jill this time.
"But why did you come in through the window, and not the front door?" Asked Marissa, bewildered
"The door was closed, that window was just the easiest one to reach."
"So you didn't mean to..." Marissa was unable to go one, her face was blushing with embarrassment and some retroactive shame.
"Have some random giant girl rub soap all over our naked bodies?" Asked Tyler wryly, "Not really." Marissa hangs her head for a moment, looking away. In a small voice, so small that even the tinies had trouble hearing, she mutters:
"But you were really dirty..."
"Yes, we were," agrees Jill, "but you could've asked us..." Silence for a moment, while Jill and Tyler looked at Marissa, who was struggling to find something to say. Finally, she said quietly:
"I probably should've, but I guess I was just overexcited," She caught the two tinies' flat stares, "I'll ask next time." Jill and Tyler looked at one another, mouthing "next time?". They decided not to press the issue. Marissa, feeling relived that they weren't really angry at her, recovers a bit, and smile hesitantly, offers a tentative, fact-requesting comment:
"I'm sure your mom's have taught you not to go climbing into 'some random giant girl's' bathroom, so I'm dying to know why you did." After a moment's hesitation and whispered conference, Jill and Tyler decided to tell all. She seemed nice enough, and it would be good to unburden themselves:
"Well," began Jill, "It started this morning when my mom woke me up..." Jill, with Tyler helping her through the difficult parts, awkwardly told Marissa about their day. Marissa listened wide-eyed, frequently interrupting with comments and observations:
"Oh, you went to my school, well, my school till yesterday, that is," Jill waited patiently during this interruption, and the many that followed. She couldn't, after all, hope to compete in volume with Marissa's lungs, which were literally bigger than Jill's whole body. She proceeded to tell Marissa about Kayla, and their abduction at her hands:
"That bitch," says Marissa, frankly and viciously as Jill blushes, nearly in tears after describing Kayla's orders to her and Tyler, "I never did like her. Bragged all the time about sleeping with boys, and would discuss her various fantasies for all the class to hear." Moving on, Jill told her about the Janitor interrupting them and being left naked in the hallways, to be found by the preteen boys:
"Ugh," went Marissa, "those types of kids are always giving me the creeps, looking at my ass and boobs while pretending to be innocent." Then, the shredding of the clothes (Marissa gave a moan at the thought of destroyed clothing), and then being glued, upside to the wall, at which point Marissa gives a gasp:
"That's horrible!" Moving on to the cheerleaders and their treatment of the two trapped tinies ("Those sluts!") and then the principle, her "punishment", and being swept out of the school:
"Everyone hates Mrs. Leonard, she's creepy and evil. We would've reported her if she did anything like that to the rest of us normal-sized kids, but I guess she thought she could get away with it for you. And that Janitor... Ugh!" She was getting a lot of mileage out of that word. Tyler, narrating at this point, stumbled and got tongue-tied when he reaches the part about what they did after leaving. From the gleam in Marissa's eye, it was quite clear she got it anyways. Taking up the slack, Jill finished the tale:
"And then we climbed up the easy plant to your window, and you know the rest." Marissa nodded, and burst out:
"That's, like, the most horrible thing I've ever heard. You two have had the worst day ever! Well," her eyes sparkled and she grinned knowingly, "except maybe that last part." Once again, she was able to make her two guest flush beet red from top to bottom. She paused for a moment, thinking than said reflectively:
"You know, or maybe you don't, I'm moving today, going out of state. I think I have the perfect way to help you guys, why don't I...
"Did you have a nice nap?" She asked them. Her words, and their resulting exhalation, caused the two to stumble as the ground around them shook, but they recovered and called up their affirmation. They stood there for a moment, trying to think of something to say. Before they could think of anything, however, they both felt a flash of trepidation as a mischievous light fills Marissa's eyes. She suddenly inhaled and exhaled very quickly with a huge gasping sound, flexing her diaphragm. Jill and Tyler had only a seconds warning before the ground above them lurches up and down quickly. The two tinies give a yelp as they went lurching into the air for a couple of inches, then came plummeting back down onto Marissa's body. Her subsequent uproarious laughter sent them bouncing along the surface of her belly for a while, each subsequent, ridiculous looking bounce bringing another gale of laughter.
After a while, Marissa calmed down, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes:
"I was going to say that you guys should be glad that I'm not ticklish there, but I guess that i am!" She chuckles again. Jill and Tyler, Nauseous and disoriented from being bounced along Marissa's midriff like skittles, wait warily for her to stop laughing completely. They look at each other uneasily, and carefully crawl over to each other:
"That was horrible!" whispered Jill into Tyler's ear.
"I know, but it just seems to be fun. She has us where she wants us, she could be acting like Kayla right now." Jill and Tyler give a little sliver of apprehension at the thought. It was true, there seemed to be nothing sexual about Marissa's attitude towards them. While she was dressed only in her underwear, these were purely functional, both bra and panties of an appropriate size with not even a hint of lace. It just seemed like she hadn't bothered to finish dressing. Finally, Marissa's mirth died out, leaving her belly to resume its normal, steady rise and fall, much like a ship at sea. Jill and Tyler once again wobbled carefully to their feet, and this time Marissa seemed content to let them stand.
"Sorry about that, I just couldn't resist." She didn't sound sorry at all, but they let that pass. Besides, they were too busy trying to keep their feet. Tyler called up to her:
"Marissa, while bouncing around on your stomach until the point of throwing up is fun, could you...?" He mimed lifting gestures. Marissa pouted, but complied with his request. She slowly sat up, which sent the two tinies plummeting downs towards her panties. Marissa caught them with the simple expedient of placing her hands over her navel and catching each in one hand as they fell. As each hit with a thump, Marissa wrapped her fingers around them, swung her legs over the side of the bed and set them on her bedside table.
Looking around the room, they are surprised to see that it is almost bare, and it looked even more cavernous and spacey from sheer emptiness. Besides the bed, there was only a single bureau in the room, across from the bed on a wooden, rugless floor. The walls were also blank, although some bare spots lighter than the rest indicated that posters had been present at one time. To make things complete, in the ceiling there wasn't a light fixture, merely a light bulb hanging on a wire. Turning back to Marissa, Jill called up:
"So, you like to live a Spartan lifestyle?" She asked, with both curiosity and humor in her voice. Marissa blinked slowly, nonplussed, than replies slowly:
"No, I'm moving. Didn't you know, you said that you, like, you saw the boxes, didn't you?" She asks, confused. Jill and Tyler exchanged a glance, suddenly remembering with perfect clarity Marissa's earlier monologue.
"No, we didn't, you just assumed it." Tyler shouted back. Marissa gotit instantly:
"So you didn't choose my house on purpose, you-"
"Just chose it because it was closest, that's right." Explained Jill this time.
"But why did you come in through the window, and not the front door?" Asked Marissa, bewildered
"The door was closed, that window was just the easiest one to reach."
"So you didn't mean to..." Marissa was unable to go one, her face was blushing with embarrassment and some retroactive shame.
"Have some random giant girl rub soap all over our naked bodies?" Asked Tyler wryly, "Not really." Marissa hangs her head for a moment, looking away. In a small voice, so small that even the tinies had trouble hearing, she mutters:
"But you were really dirty..."
"Yes, we were," agrees Jill, "but you could've asked us..." Silence for a moment, while Jill and Tyler looked at Marissa, who was struggling to find something to say. Finally, she said quietly:
"I probably should've, but I guess I was just overexcited," She caught the two tinies' flat stares, "I'll ask next time." Jill and Tyler looked at one another, mouthing "next time?". They decided not to press the issue. Marissa, feeling relived that they weren't really angry at her, recovers a bit, and smile hesitantly, offers a tentative, fact-requesting comment:
"I'm sure your mom's have taught you not to go climbing into 'some random giant girl's' bathroom, so I'm dying to know why you did." After a moment's hesitation and whispered conference, Jill and Tyler decided to tell all. She seemed nice enough, and it would be good to unburden themselves:
"Well," began Jill, "It started this morning when my mom woke me up..." Jill, with Tyler helping her through the difficult parts, awkwardly told Marissa about their day. Marissa listened wide-eyed, frequently interrupting with comments and observations:
"Oh, you went to my school, well, my school till yesterday, that is," Jill waited patiently during this interruption, and the many that followed. She couldn't, after all, hope to compete in volume with Marissa's lungs, which were literally bigger than Jill's whole body. She proceeded to tell Marissa about Kayla, and their abduction at her hands:
"That bitch," says Marissa, frankly and viciously as Jill blushes, nearly in tears after describing Kayla's orders to her and Tyler, "I never did like her. Bragged all the time about sleeping with boys, and would discuss her various fantasies for all the class to hear." Moving on, Jill told her about the Janitor interrupting them and being left naked in the hallways, to be found by the preteen boys:
"Ugh," went Marissa, "those types of kids are always giving me the creeps, looking at my ass and boobs while pretending to be innocent." Then, the shredding of the clothes (Marissa gave a moan at the thought of destroyed clothing), and then being glued, upside to the wall, at which point Marissa gives a gasp:
"That's horrible!" Moving on to the cheerleaders and their treatment of the two trapped tinies ("Those sluts!") and then the principle, her "punishment", and being swept out of the school:
"Everyone hates Mrs. Leonard, she's creepy and evil. We would've reported her if she did anything like that to the rest of us normal-sized kids, but I guess she thought she could get away with it for you. And that Janitor... Ugh!" She was getting a lot of mileage out of that word. Tyler, narrating at this point, stumbled and got tongue-tied when he reaches the part about what they did after leaving. From the gleam in Marissa's eye, it was quite clear she got it anyways. Taking up the slack, Jill finished the tale:
"And then we climbed up the easy plant to your window, and you know the rest." Marissa nodded, and burst out:
"That's, like, the most horrible thing I've ever heard. You two have had the worst day ever! Well," her eyes sparkled and she grinned knowingly, "except maybe that last part." Once again, she was able to make her two guest flush beet red from top to bottom. She paused for a moment, thinking than said reflectively:
"You know, or maybe you don't, I'm moving today, going out of state. I think I have the perfect way to help you guys, why don't I...
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