Kara's Pet Teen
Ken did a double take. “I-I’m sorry, what?”
“My pet,” Kara repeated happily. “Mom and dad won’t let me have a dog since they’re too much responsibility. But tinies are, like, no responsibility at all. If I ever forget to feed you, you can just tell me you’re hungry. And also I’ve got to clean up after you, but you’re so small there shouldn’t be much of a mess.” She was starting to ramble. “Anyway, I’ve already got this terrarium.”
She gestured across her room where a large glass cage sat on a desk. Relative to Ken, it was about three stories tall and twice as wide. Up above was a heat lamp with various attachments off to the side. Inside looked like regular dirt with tiny decorations like a mini house, a slide, some kind of above-ground pool, and a few other things. It all seemed like pretty standard stuff for entrapping and keeping a thinking person as a pet. Ken even recognized the device off in the corner that was basically a tiny toilet.
“Everything’s set up,” Kara continued, beaming widely. “We were actually going to go to the pet store next weekend to pick someone out for me, but I think this works even better. You can break the place in, sort of like my training pet.”
“Hold on a second!” Ken held up his hand in halting. “Training pet? As in the one you make your mistakes with before getting the actual pet?”
“Um, yeah. I guess so.”
“Why would I ever choose that?” demanded Ken, barely able to believe his ears.
“Well, I guess its cuz you don’t have a choice. I mean, you’re a shrinky. I’m literally planning on buying more of you, later. Really, you should be grateful. I could have just gobbled you up already, but instead I’m being super generous by giving you a nice place to live. Would you rather I didn’t?”
Ken flinched and averted his gaze. “N-no,” he relented. She was right, of course. As far as the law was concerned, she could do whatever she wanted with him and face no consequences. Technically speaking, it was generous of her to do this stuff for him, even if it was absolutely horrible in every other sense. After mentally running through his options, and realizing that there really weren’t any, Ken looked back at Kara and gave her a forced smile. “I guess I’ll do it.”
Kara squeed. “Oh, I knew you would.” She sat up, causing Ken to tumble backwards. He was caught in her palm and quickly brought over to the terrarium to be deposited into his new home. “So what do you think?” she asked while looming over the container’s opening.
“It’s, um…” Ken looked around. “It’s pretty spacious.”
“Don’t worry about that. It’ll feel a lot more lived in when I get your new friends,” Kara informed, never losing her enthusiasm.
“That’s great,” Ken said through gritted teeth. “So… this is my life now, huh?” He looked around the glass walls to the room beyond. He used to have a room like this one. Then he shrunk, and suddenly his world turned upside down.
“Oh, not always,” Kara assured with a giggle. “You’re a shrinky, remember. It’d be a pretty big waste if I didn’t stick you in my panties now and then, you know.”
Ken flinched, unsure of how else to react.
“Which reminds me…” Kara reached back in. Ken tried to run, but there was no place to evade her fingers. Again he was snatched up as she used both hands to quickly disrobe him. “There. Shrinkys don’t need clothes,” she tittered as she watched her new pet try to cover his shame. “Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it. And look on the bright side. This way you don’t have to worry about your clothes getting dirty, cuz you won’t have any.”
Where do things go from here?
“My pet,” Kara repeated happily. “Mom and dad won’t let me have a dog since they’re too much responsibility. But tinies are, like, no responsibility at all. If I ever forget to feed you, you can just tell me you’re hungry. And also I’ve got to clean up after you, but you’re so small there shouldn’t be much of a mess.” She was starting to ramble. “Anyway, I’ve already got this terrarium.”
She gestured across her room where a large glass cage sat on a desk. Relative to Ken, it was about three stories tall and twice as wide. Up above was a heat lamp with various attachments off to the side. Inside looked like regular dirt with tiny decorations like a mini house, a slide, some kind of above-ground pool, and a few other things. It all seemed like pretty standard stuff for entrapping and keeping a thinking person as a pet. Ken even recognized the device off in the corner that was basically a tiny toilet.
“Everything’s set up,” Kara continued, beaming widely. “We were actually going to go to the pet store next weekend to pick someone out for me, but I think this works even better. You can break the place in, sort of like my training pet.”
“Hold on a second!” Ken held up his hand in halting. “Training pet? As in the one you make your mistakes with before getting the actual pet?”
“Um, yeah. I guess so.”
“Why would I ever choose that?” demanded Ken, barely able to believe his ears.
“Well, I guess its cuz you don’t have a choice. I mean, you’re a shrinky. I’m literally planning on buying more of you, later. Really, you should be grateful. I could have just gobbled you up already, but instead I’m being super generous by giving you a nice place to live. Would you rather I didn’t?”
Ken flinched and averted his gaze. “N-no,” he relented. She was right, of course. As far as the law was concerned, she could do whatever she wanted with him and face no consequences. Technically speaking, it was generous of her to do this stuff for him, even if it was absolutely horrible in every other sense. After mentally running through his options, and realizing that there really weren’t any, Ken looked back at Kara and gave her a forced smile. “I guess I’ll do it.”
Kara squeed. “Oh, I knew you would.” She sat up, causing Ken to tumble backwards. He was caught in her palm and quickly brought over to the terrarium to be deposited into his new home. “So what do you think?” she asked while looming over the container’s opening.
“It’s, um…” Ken looked around. “It’s pretty spacious.”
“Don’t worry about that. It’ll feel a lot more lived in when I get your new friends,” Kara informed, never losing her enthusiasm.
“That’s great,” Ken said through gritted teeth. “So… this is my life now, huh?” He looked around the glass walls to the room beyond. He used to have a room like this one. Then he shrunk, and suddenly his world turned upside down.
“Oh, not always,” Kara assured with a giggle. “You’re a shrinky, remember. It’d be a pretty big waste if I didn’t stick you in my panties now and then, you know.”
Ken flinched, unsure of how else to react.
“Which reminds me…” Kara reached back in. Ken tried to run, but there was no place to evade her fingers. Again he was snatched up as she used both hands to quickly disrobe him. “There. Shrinkys don’t need clothes,” she tittered as she watched her new pet try to cover his shame. “Don’t worry. You’ll get used to it. And look on the bright side. This way you don’t have to worry about your clothes getting dirty, cuz you won’t have any.”
Where do things go from here?
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June 3, 2023
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