...the recliner. It's safer."
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
jinxed_myself
"We'll sleep in the recliner. It's safer." Tyler blushed a bit. "No offense." He pulled the blue t-shirt closer around himself.
"Oh my gosh!" Jacey cried, hopping to her feet. The two tinies cringed, thinking they had upset her somehow.
"I mean, we'll sleep wherever you want! We can sleep in the bed with you or on the table or wherever!" Tyler back-peddled nervously. He cowered into Jill's side who was also shaking. The pair of little people watched with wide, scared eyes as the girl darted across to the rustic looking chest of drawers. "What's she doing?" whispered Tyler.
"I don't know," Jill replied in the same, hushed whisper. She shivered and wrapped one arm around the smaller boy while hugging the shirt close. "I don't know, but I wish I did."
"Gotcha!" the young woman's voice echoed in the small space. She stood and shoved the drawer closed with her foot before bounding over to the coffee table. A smile was plastered on her face as she dropped back down to the floor. The small pair lost their footing from the resulting tremors. They plummeted to their butts, wincing when they landed hard on their tailbones. She blinked and grinned a bit sheepishly. "Sorry. But, look!" She dropped some doll clothes at their feet. "My sister-in-law brings her little girl over a couple times a week and she usually ends up leaving half her doll clothes behind."
Jill and Tyler watched her for a moment before dropping the shirt and diving for the clothes.
"Look at this!" Tyler cried in delight, holding up a pair of Ken pajamas. He glanced over and grinned at the Barbie embossed nightshirt Jill was holding up. "That looks like something my grandma would wear, except for the Barbie I mean."
Jill flushed and Jacey laughed above them. "Sorry, hun, that's all there was for nightclothes. She's got a bunch of normal doll clothes, though. That nightie is a matching one to one she has at her house." She leaned back on her hands, knees upright as she watched the little pair struggle into the nightclothes. Her blue eyes tracked Tyler as he hopped up and down on one foot, trying hard to fit into the doll's sleep pants. He slipped off the table, flying end over end through the air.
Jacey gasped as the little boy screamed. She scooted a little closer, grunting just a bit when he landed on her stomach. One hand reached towards him, hovering just over Tyler as if afraid to touch him.
"You alright?" She asked worriedly.
Tyler groaned as he sat up, rubbing his head and reclining against the giant legs behind him. "Yeah, I'm fine. My head hurts, though. I think I may have hit your belt buckle." He winced.
Jacey blushed. "I am so sorry!" Her hand skimmed the side of his body, gently brushing against his tender skull. "C'mon, it's late and I'm sure you're both tired. It's time for bed." She scooped the little human into her arm before pulling herself to her feet. She offered her other hand to Jill who reluctantly settled herself back into the larger girl's hand. She gasped and locked her arms around the large thumb. She hated heights she realized.
She stepped off the hand into the plush, deep green recliner as soon as her feet touched it. The tiny girl sunk to her knees, once more grateful to be on solid ground. She watched as Tyler was set down beside her and Jacey rose far above them. Her flame red hair bobbed in a messy half-ponytail. She smiled down at them before turning back to the couch. She grabbed one of the throw pillows and a light blanket.
Jacey set the pillow down behind the pair, leaning over them as she did so. Jill gulped and screwed her eyes shut, half expecting to be smashed under the enormous breasts above her. Tyler gently squeezed her hand when the looming bust retreated.
"She's gone," he whispered.
Jill dared to crack one eye open before sagging in relief. Sure enough, the young woman had retreated and was folding the blanket in half. She draped it over the arms of the chair, creating a semi-tent for the tiny couple. The blanket was suspended enough that it didn't smother the pair, but instead gently rested on top of them. The pillow was a bit big for them, but they made it work somehow.
"Thanks, Jacey," Tyler said as they settled down. "We really appreciate all this."
"It's not a problem," she replied, standing and turning off the ceiling fan light. In the darkness, she changed into her own nightclothes and crawled into bed. For a few minutes, the glow of her laptop screen washed out her face before music started playing and the lid closed on the computer.
"Oh my gosh!" Jacey cried, hopping to her feet. The two tinies cringed, thinking they had upset her somehow.
"I mean, we'll sleep wherever you want! We can sleep in the bed with you or on the table or wherever!" Tyler back-peddled nervously. He cowered into Jill's side who was also shaking. The pair of little people watched with wide, scared eyes as the girl darted across to the rustic looking chest of drawers. "What's she doing?" whispered Tyler.
"I don't know," Jill replied in the same, hushed whisper. She shivered and wrapped one arm around the smaller boy while hugging the shirt close. "I don't know, but I wish I did."
"Gotcha!" the young woman's voice echoed in the small space. She stood and shoved the drawer closed with her foot before bounding over to the coffee table. A smile was plastered on her face as she dropped back down to the floor. The small pair lost their footing from the resulting tremors. They plummeted to their butts, wincing when they landed hard on their tailbones. She blinked and grinned a bit sheepishly. "Sorry. But, look!" She dropped some doll clothes at their feet. "My sister-in-law brings her little girl over a couple times a week and she usually ends up leaving half her doll clothes behind."
Jill and Tyler watched her for a moment before dropping the shirt and diving for the clothes.
"Look at this!" Tyler cried in delight, holding up a pair of Ken pajamas. He glanced over and grinned at the Barbie embossed nightshirt Jill was holding up. "That looks like something my grandma would wear, except for the Barbie I mean."
Jill flushed and Jacey laughed above them. "Sorry, hun, that's all there was for nightclothes. She's got a bunch of normal doll clothes, though. That nightie is a matching one to one she has at her house." She leaned back on her hands, knees upright as she watched the little pair struggle into the nightclothes. Her blue eyes tracked Tyler as he hopped up and down on one foot, trying hard to fit into the doll's sleep pants. He slipped off the table, flying end over end through the air.
Jacey gasped as the little boy screamed. She scooted a little closer, grunting just a bit when he landed on her stomach. One hand reached towards him, hovering just over Tyler as if afraid to touch him.
"You alright?" She asked worriedly.
Tyler groaned as he sat up, rubbing his head and reclining against the giant legs behind him. "Yeah, I'm fine. My head hurts, though. I think I may have hit your belt buckle." He winced.
Jacey blushed. "I am so sorry!" Her hand skimmed the side of his body, gently brushing against his tender skull. "C'mon, it's late and I'm sure you're both tired. It's time for bed." She scooped the little human into her arm before pulling herself to her feet. She offered her other hand to Jill who reluctantly settled herself back into the larger girl's hand. She gasped and locked her arms around the large thumb. She hated heights she realized.
She stepped off the hand into the plush, deep green recliner as soon as her feet touched it. The tiny girl sunk to her knees, once more grateful to be on solid ground. She watched as Tyler was set down beside her and Jacey rose far above them. Her flame red hair bobbed in a messy half-ponytail. She smiled down at them before turning back to the couch. She grabbed one of the throw pillows and a light blanket.
Jacey set the pillow down behind the pair, leaning over them as she did so. Jill gulped and screwed her eyes shut, half expecting to be smashed under the enormous breasts above her. Tyler gently squeezed her hand when the looming bust retreated.
"She's gone," he whispered.
Jill dared to crack one eye open before sagging in relief. Sure enough, the young woman had retreated and was folding the blanket in half. She draped it over the arms of the chair, creating a semi-tent for the tiny couple. The blanket was suspended enough that it didn't smother the pair, but instead gently rested on top of them. The pillow was a bit big for them, but they made it work somehow.
"Thanks, Jacey," Tyler said as they settled down. "We really appreciate all this."
"It's not a problem," she replied, standing and turning off the ceiling fan light. In the darkness, she changed into her own nightclothes and crawled into bed. For a few minutes, the glow of her laptop screen washed out her face before music started playing and the lid closed on the computer.
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