Ok, I trust you. I'll meet your friends
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 15
A beaming smile grows across Abigail’s face when you give your response.
“That’s wonderful Kenny! They’re going to just gobble you right up! Figuratively speaking of course” exclaims Abigail.
You smile shyly at your owner as she gets up off the couch, holding you gently in her closed fist. While you didn’t like the idea of meeting two women who wanted to own tinies, you figured that if they’re friends with Abigail they couldn’t be too horrible. Besides, Abigail wanted to own a tiny for benevolent purposes. Perhaps there are more norms like her.
Abigail carries you over to her bedroom and places you carefully on her bed.
“Ok Kenny, since my friends are coming over we have to get you looking sharp” she says kindly.
“What do you mean?” You ask curiously.
“Well remember how I said I would like to dress you up from time to time? Well, I was so excited about having a tiny that I took the liberty of picking out some clothes for you before you came.” she says with growing excitement, placing a tiny box before you.
You open it up and to your astonishment you see a silky blue pinstripe three piece suit. You had no idea that they even made things like this for tinies. It was the most elegant thing you’ve ever seen. As if it was made just for you.
“Well don’t just stand there try it on! I won’t peek I promise!” says Abigail, feigning impatience.
Well she didn’t have to ask you twice. You were more than happy to put on the suit. You can’t remember the last time you were treated with such dignity. It didn’t even cross your mind that there was a slight chance she was just dressing you up like a doll. You knew she was doing it because she really wanted her companion to look as nice as her. You finish putting on the jacket and tell Abigail you’re ready as you straighten your tie.
“My word, who’s that handsome young man on my bed?” Says Abigail as she smiles lovingly down at you, putting her hands on her cheeks in awe.
You blush and look down at your wing tip black shoes.
“You’ll be the life of the dinner party tonight. Now let’s head to the bathroom and do something with your hair” she says placing her open hand in front of you.
You obediently step onto Abigail’s hand and she carefully lifts you off the bed and carries you to her bathroom. She places you in front of the mirror and takes out a tiny comb just small enough to use on your tiny head.
“Now hold still” she instructs sweetly.
You do as she says as she hums a cheerful tune to herself as she gently combs your hair. While you’re fully capable of combing your own hair you figure it wouldn’t hurt to let Abigail do it, especially since it is clearly making her so happy. As she finishes, you look into the mirror and see just how well your new suits fits you. Plus you see that Abigail has combed your hair to the side making you look particularly classy. You look up and see Abigail squeal to herself and clap her hands like a giddy school girl causing you to slightly blush.
“What do you think dearie??” she asks eagerly.
You had to admit you loved it.
“I think it looks amazing. I’ve felt nor looked this good before.” you admit to her.
Just as Abigail gives you her trademark loving smile, clearly enjoying the fact you loved what she did to you, you both hear the doorbell ring.
“Oh goodness, they must be a little early. Good thing I’m already dressed! Well, let’s go meet our guests shall we?” She says, placing her palm in front of you.
You nod and step onto Abigail’s palm. She again, carefully lifts you up off the counter and gently places you on her left shoulder. It makes you feel good to ride there. You’ve heard horror stories of how tinies are kept in between breasts or buttcheeks.
“I hope you enjoy the view from up here”she giggles.
You’re able to keep your balance well as she walks because of all the times you rode on your mom’s shoulder. Abigail makes it to her front door opening it.
How do you react?
“That’s wonderful Kenny! They’re going to just gobble you right up! Figuratively speaking of course” exclaims Abigail.
You smile shyly at your owner as she gets up off the couch, holding you gently in her closed fist. While you didn’t like the idea of meeting two women who wanted to own tinies, you figured that if they’re friends with Abigail they couldn’t be too horrible. Besides, Abigail wanted to own a tiny for benevolent purposes. Perhaps there are more norms like her.
Abigail carries you over to her bedroom and places you carefully on her bed.
“Ok Kenny, since my friends are coming over we have to get you looking sharp” she says kindly.
“What do you mean?” You ask curiously.
“Well remember how I said I would like to dress you up from time to time? Well, I was so excited about having a tiny that I took the liberty of picking out some clothes for you before you came.” she says with growing excitement, placing a tiny box before you.
You open it up and to your astonishment you see a silky blue pinstripe three piece suit. You had no idea that they even made things like this for tinies. It was the most elegant thing you’ve ever seen. As if it was made just for you.
“Well don’t just stand there try it on! I won’t peek I promise!” says Abigail, feigning impatience.
Well she didn’t have to ask you twice. You were more than happy to put on the suit. You can’t remember the last time you were treated with such dignity. It didn’t even cross your mind that there was a slight chance she was just dressing you up like a doll. You knew she was doing it because she really wanted her companion to look as nice as her. You finish putting on the jacket and tell Abigail you’re ready as you straighten your tie.
“My word, who’s that handsome young man on my bed?” Says Abigail as she smiles lovingly down at you, putting her hands on her cheeks in awe.
You blush and look down at your wing tip black shoes.
“You’ll be the life of the dinner party tonight. Now let’s head to the bathroom and do something with your hair” she says placing her open hand in front of you.
You obediently step onto Abigail’s hand and she carefully lifts you off the bed and carries you to her bathroom. She places you in front of the mirror and takes out a tiny comb just small enough to use on your tiny head.
“Now hold still” she instructs sweetly.
You do as she says as she hums a cheerful tune to herself as she gently combs your hair. While you’re fully capable of combing your own hair you figure it wouldn’t hurt to let Abigail do it, especially since it is clearly making her so happy. As she finishes, you look into the mirror and see just how well your new suits fits you. Plus you see that Abigail has combed your hair to the side making you look particularly classy. You look up and see Abigail squeal to herself and clap her hands like a giddy school girl causing you to slightly blush.
“What do you think dearie??” she asks eagerly.
You had to admit you loved it.
“I think it looks amazing. I’ve felt nor looked this good before.” you admit to her.
Just as Abigail gives you her trademark loving smile, clearly enjoying the fact you loved what she did to you, you both hear the doorbell ring.
“Oh goodness, they must be a little early. Good thing I’m already dressed! Well, let’s go meet our guests shall we?” She says, placing her palm in front of you.
You nod and step onto Abigail’s palm. She again, carefully lifts you up off the counter and gently places you on her left shoulder. It makes you feel good to ride there. You’ve heard horror stories of how tinies are kept in between breasts or buttcheeks.
“I hope you enjoy the view from up here”she giggles.
You’re able to keep your balance well as she walks because of all the times you rode on your mom’s shoulder. Abigail makes it to her front door opening it.
How do you react?
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June 3, 2023
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