My Little Pet 5 (Chapter 2) (Patreon)

“I usually have classes to get to… y’know, for college and stuff… but I like to hold my pets every morning, just for a little while, to show you how special you are!” Sarah continued. “If I don’t have time though, I might take you with me, in my pockets or my purse, so I can stick my hand inside and play with you during class if I get bored. Plus I like to do that anyway, so my fingers can keep you company, cuddling you and turning you around and tickling your little tummy. Boogie actually likes me to carry him around somewhere else, lower down, but… never mind, we’ll get there.”

Tessa was just about ready to cry.

“Since I didn’t even find you until the morning was over, though, we have this time to spend together, instead!” Sarah said. Suddenly, the nineteen-year-old’s previously-flat palm started curling up, her peachy fingers forming into a tidal wave that crested around Tessa before she could scramble away. She didn’t tighten her fist, though, but rather began rippling her fingers loosely around the tiny woman’s body, awkwardly massaging her and simultaneously groping her, as those digits alternately pulsed over her shrunken curves and sensitive regions. “Just like this! Does it feel good, little one? When I rub you like this, does it make you feel safe and fuzzy? It makes me feel good, having your sweet little body in my hands to protect, so I can only imagine how comfy and safe you must be right now! And we’re going to do this every day.”

Tessa twitched.

“Don’t worry, though. You’ll get plenty of food and drink, and the best part is, you don’t ever have to get it yourself again, cuz your Mommy will take care of it!”

Why did this dolt keep calling herself Mommy, Tessa thought. The longer she stared up into that enormous face, she saw less of a parental figure or even a college student, and more just a power-hungry predator in the form of a pea-brained, blue-eyed blonde-haired cretin.

“Yes, that’s right! All the food you could want, I’ll save from my breakfasts and lunches and dinners just for you! I bring it up here, and you don’t even have to sit at a table or anything, cuz I’ll hold you, and then after I’ve chewed up the bites so your tiny mouth can handle them, and sucked on ‘em to make them soft, then I’ll just put it right next to you for you to eat up!” Sarah explained. She jabbed her thumb down against her palm beside Tessa, simultaneously cupping the woman into her flattened hand again, but holding her fist beneath a bent pinky finger. She simulated chewing, moving her puffed cheeks back and forth, so the shrunken woman could fully picture it. “And if you get thirsty… well, that’s even easier to take care of! In fact, I can show you right now. I have a special drink I give to Boogie and now you. It’s even better than water, actually, cuz it’s got all the vitamins and nutrients and stuff of the foods I eat, except you can drink it, and it’s warm and yummy and smells good, too.”

Tessa couldn’t imagine what the girl was going on about, until she watched Sarah’s lips parting again, not to smother her in another kissing storm, but just high enough to produce a dollop of globby spit at her lips. The giantess hocked, then spat the translucent, bubbly blob of her saliva straight down into her palm, where it leaked around Tessa’s ankles. She shrieked and crawled away to the edge of Sarah’s outspread fingers.

“Yeah, I think it’s exciting, too!” Sarah replied. Her fingers followed the woman, who she mistook for enthusiastic rather than emotionally scarred, and started to pet her. The soft tips of those digits rapidly worked their way over Tessa, not so much tickling as tenderly bludgeoning. “You like to move around a lot, don’t you? Well, it’s sooooo adorable, and makes me love you even more than I already do, so keep doing it, cutie! Hmm, that reminds me… I need something to call you, so you’ll know I’m talking to you and not Boogie whenever I say I have food for you to eat or my spit for you to drink. Everybody needs a name, after all, even super-teeny-tiny toy-people like you who aren’t really people! Let’s see, I already used Queenie, how about… Bella! Hey, that’s really pretty, isn’t it, Bella?”

“My name is Tessa, you psycho!” she scowled, and at last the tears broke free from the strain. She trembled, and did her best to shove those giant tickling fingers away, but only succeeded in inviting Sarah’s digits to wrestle more fiercely. “Get… the fuck… off of me!”

“That’s it, keep talking! Aw, you sound so happy. Tell your Mommy how excited you are that she found you, Bella! C’mon, tell me! Don’t be embarrassed. Mommy wants to hear you say how much you love her,” Sarah teased. By now, she was bundling Tessa between both hands, gently slapping her from palm to palm and twiddling her limbs between her fingertips. It was making the little thing nauseous. “Talk, talk, talk!”

“I’M TRYING, BITCH!” Tessa yelled. If that didn’t get through, nothing would. Was this colossal idiot deaf?

“You did it!” Sarah squealed. “You said it exactly right! Oh, I’m so proud of you, Bella!” She brought Tessa to her lips yet again, re-applying the layer of moisture with furious kisses that wetly smacked the shrunken victim from head to toe. “Hmmm, okay, don’t be sad, but your clothes kinda itch my lips when I kiss you. That’s not good. I guess we’ll need to find you some better ones. Like the kind I put Boogie in. Y’know, something like a pink baby onesie, which would be soft for you to sleep in, but I can take it off of you really easily if I need to, like a doll, and give you a bath?”

Tessa’s rage was quickly turning to hollowing fear. Every minute, this situation was becoming worse: first the idea of having nothing to subsist on but masticated slobber, then having her name stolen away, and finally the threat of her clothes being ripped off. How much worse could this get?

“By the way, sorry if it kinda stinks where you’re sitting now. I just realized I’ve been holding you close to my feet, and I didn’t really have a chance to shower yet after I was at the gym earlier, cuz I found you when I went out to water the flowers, and I just had to pick you up and take you inside so you couldn’t run away!” Sarah explained. Her lips curved to a crafty grin, and her gaze flashed down to her bare feet tucked beneath her crossed legs. Indeed, the musky aroma had fogged around Tessa, though she was too preoccupied with the terror of the entire situation to be bothered much by the bitter stench. “But I don’t know, maybe you kinda like it? I know Boogie and Queenie, for some reason, are always happy when I let them be near my body when I get all sweaty, especially down there with my tootsies. Whether it’s my socks or my dirty shoes, which got super wet and gross this time, or even just my cute little feet… well, let’s just say they like their Mommy’s smell, so they know she’s watching over them. Just like you, Bella. Mommy’s always watching over you. Forever now. Cuz she loves you sooooo much. More than anything. And soon, we’re gonna find LOTS of ways to show you exactly how much.”

Sarah ran finger along her sensitive pink-tipped toes, snickering at the ticklish sensation and already growing warm with goosebumps at the idea of Bella’s tiny hands caressing her damp, salty soles.

Quaking and crying, Tessa curled into a ball in the buxom beast’s palm.