Jill Keeper lives up to her name
My name is Jill Tiny
chapter 6
by
orphaned
Jill wailed and sobbed as Shelly squeezed her in her grasp and giggled. Lena hugged Shelly from behind, resting her head on Shelly's shoulder, and smiled calmly at Jill. Just then and without warning, Jill was tossed back, landing inside an empty bird cage. She immediately bolted for the opening, which was closed and locked right after her. "You have no right to do this! Let me out of here!!"
Jill's heart started to ache. She longed for her mother, and for her old school, and her old friends. She needed someone to remind her that she wasn't some worthless animal. She needed to feel important again. Drowning in the sadness of these thoughts, she didn't even notice a tiny girl who was thrown right at her. Out of nowhere, a naked 5 inch tall girl who seemed to be about her own age but half her height, landed right in her lap. The little girl was naked and all sticky, and was soaking in the strong offending odor of someone's vagina. The cage door was locked again. "We'll be right back," Shelly spoken down to the cage, "don't go anywhere, cuties." Lena keeled in front of the short table on which the cage was placed. She frowned at the sad girls, guilty look in her eyes. She then turned back and went after Shelly, and away from the room.
The poor girl in Jill's lap buried her face in Jill's T-shirt clad abdomen and started to cry... it was the most heart breaking thing Jill had ever witnessed. Jill put one arm around the little girl's body, and with her other hand she caressed the girl's brown curly hair, which was all sticky and smelly - but she didn't care. "Shhh, it will be okay. I promise." Jill gently whispered in the girl's ear, "I'll get you out of here. You will be safe soon."
Jill held the girl in her arms for at least ten minutes before she started to calm down. Her cries were getting weaker and she finally looked up at Jill, revealing her pretty and sad face. Jill wiped the tears away from her little cheek.
"My name is Jill. What's your name?"
The girl sniffed and choked, then sniffed again. "I... I'm Debbie." With sadness in her eyes, Jill managed a warm smile and gently moved her fingers down to under the girl's chin. "You will be okay, Debbie."
Jill slowly got up from the floor, holding Debbie in her arms, resting the little head on her shoulder. She slowly walked to the cage door, and when she arrived she gently placed Debbie down on the cage floor at her side. Debbie, covering her breasts and crotch with her arms, looked up at Jill with adoration, trust, and hope. Jill couldn't let her down. This gave her strength. Without thinking twice, Jill took off her T-shirt and handed it to the small girl. "Here. You need this more than I do."
Little Debbie put on the red shirt with the white sleeves, which was two times her size. It covered her entire body, and dragged after her on the floor. Jill was still wearing her shoes, khaki pants and belt, and a soft fabric of white bra. She didn't even care if the whole world saw her without her shirt on, all she cared about at that moment was to make Debbie feel better. And Debbie did feel better. She no longer cried and the sadness completely disappeared from her face, and was replaced by love and gratitude.
Debbie looked up at Jill. "What will we do now, Jill?"
"This lock is for birds. It should be no problems for us to open." And after studying the lock for five seconds, Jill pulled at exactly the right spot, and the cage door opened wide. Jill lifted Debbie up to her arms again, and walked out of the cage and onto the table. The table was short enough for Jill to carefully climb down from with one arm, with Debbie held by her other arm firmly against her chest.
Holding Debbie, she walked right out of the room and then out of the front door which was still wide open, and on to the street, looking for help...
Jill's heart started to ache. She longed for her mother, and for her old school, and her old friends. She needed someone to remind her that she wasn't some worthless animal. She needed to feel important again. Drowning in the sadness of these thoughts, she didn't even notice a tiny girl who was thrown right at her. Out of nowhere, a naked 5 inch tall girl who seemed to be about her own age but half her height, landed right in her lap. The little girl was naked and all sticky, and was soaking in the strong offending odor of someone's vagina. The cage door was locked again. "We'll be right back," Shelly spoken down to the cage, "don't go anywhere, cuties." Lena keeled in front of the short table on which the cage was placed. She frowned at the sad girls, guilty look in her eyes. She then turned back and went after Shelly, and away from the room.
The poor girl in Jill's lap buried her face in Jill's T-shirt clad abdomen and started to cry... it was the most heart breaking thing Jill had ever witnessed. Jill put one arm around the little girl's body, and with her other hand she caressed the girl's brown curly hair, which was all sticky and smelly - but she didn't care. "Shhh, it will be okay. I promise." Jill gently whispered in the girl's ear, "I'll get you out of here. You will be safe soon."
Jill held the girl in her arms for at least ten minutes before she started to calm down. Her cries were getting weaker and she finally looked up at Jill, revealing her pretty and sad face. Jill wiped the tears away from her little cheek.
"My name is Jill. What's your name?"
The girl sniffed and choked, then sniffed again. "I... I'm Debbie." With sadness in her eyes, Jill managed a warm smile and gently moved her fingers down to under the girl's chin. "You will be okay, Debbie."
Jill slowly got up from the floor, holding Debbie in her arms, resting the little head on her shoulder. She slowly walked to the cage door, and when she arrived she gently placed Debbie down on the cage floor at her side. Debbie, covering her breasts and crotch with her arms, looked up at Jill with adoration, trust, and hope. Jill couldn't let her down. This gave her strength. Without thinking twice, Jill took off her T-shirt and handed it to the small girl. "Here. You need this more than I do."
Little Debbie put on the red shirt with the white sleeves, which was two times her size. It covered her entire body, and dragged after her on the floor. Jill was still wearing her shoes, khaki pants and belt, and a soft fabric of white bra. She didn't even care if the whole world saw her without her shirt on, all she cared about at that moment was to make Debbie feel better. And Debbie did feel better. She no longer cried and the sadness completely disappeared from her face, and was replaced by love and gratitude.
Debbie looked up at Jill. "What will we do now, Jill?"
"This lock is for birds. It should be no problems for us to open." And after studying the lock for five seconds, Jill pulled at exactly the right spot, and the cage door opened wide. Jill lifted Debbie up to her arms again, and walked out of the cage and onto the table. The table was short enough for Jill to carefully climb down from with one arm, with Debbie held by her other arm firmly against her chest.
Holding Debbie, she walked right out of the room and then out of the front door which was still wide open, and on to the street, looking for help...
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August 15
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