Sam snuggled up in her warm bed, she heard gentle sounds rumbling around her, probably just her dad in the kitchen downstairs she assumed sleepily, he always enjoyed cooking up a hearty breakfast for her and mum, her mind was still slowly rebooting, her head throbbing how much drink had she had last night? Bloody Cheryl always pushed it she knew I wasn't a morning person, god is it school day? she just couldn't be bothered, her sleep addled brain struggled to remember what day it even was, the noise seemed to get a bit louder.
"Five more minutes mum." she whined sleepily, rolling onto her side trying to pull her blanket tight - wait, there wasn't a blanket. Huh? Oh.
The dream faded, it had sadly become a common one for her to endure now, most mornings she'd wake up with a groggy headache thinking she was back at home in her own comfy bedroom only to remember the truth, however this morning was... different, this wasn't her cage is what surprised her the most.
Daylight drifted down from the gap above in the ceiling made of soft fabric, illuminating the smooth sloped wall of skin in front of her, the gentle sound was the giant's slow breathing as she slept, the 'ground' beneath Sam's feet gently rise and fell in sync, Sam looked down to see she was on top of the huge hills that formed her teacher's bosom, the blue fabric contained them tight together forming a surface that had been flat enough for the small girl to sleep on.
Guess they fell asleep on the couch, as she began to move across the bouncy castle like surface struggling to keep balanced she found her skin felt sticky from the night before, she gently rubbed her hand across her body, she shivered at the thought of this being Mrs. Morgan's dried saliva, there wasn't really a way to get it off her without another session in the sink, everything she needed to survive she had taken for granted till now, now she couldn't even wash herself, she couldn't simply walk to the bathroom and clean herself up or do up her makeup or grab a bite to eat from the local deli, she didn't even know what she looked like now.
It must've only been over a week or so now since her life evaporated, her grasp of time had instantly started slipping with the days blurring together, would she still look the same? would her hair be as nice and shiny? she had always taken great pride in her look, all the care she placed into her body training would that fade away? it served no purpose to her owners for her to be an athletic swimmer now after all - now none of it mattered, she was so small to the giants those details simply wouldn't matter, she had lived a life with set goals and was ruthless in pursuing them, all that pride and ego and for what? what was the point of her now?
She considered her next step, she could simply wait it out till the giant woke up or... she could try and climb up herself? it'd be reckless, dangerous, surely get her injured no doubt but this was her first time being outside of her cage unsupervised - when would she ever get a moment like this again? the tiny felt like she had to prove something to herself and deep down she knew she was still that stubborn bitch.
It took her a few minutes but eventually she'd dragged herself over the edge of the edge of the t-shirt's neckline, the angle was awkward and she was no rock climber by any means as she panted for breath, the blanket was just below made up of a courser fabric, bad idea to go down the hill even if it was easier she thought, it'd take one slight move from Mrs. Morgan in her sleeping state to throw her down the steep cliff edge that was her rack, the thought of dying falling of her teacher's boobs made her shiver in horror, the images of her small body being buried in her garden, flushed down the loo or something equally as humiliating filled her mind.
She slowly climbed and crawled towards the shoulder clinging to the softer material of the giant t-shirt, it was still risky but she wanted to climb down from the left shoulder to the arm of the sofa, once she'd started descending it was easier to crawl through the dense fur that made up the blanket, with a small plop down she'd made it to the arm of the chair, she'd done it! taking stock of the large room ahead of her it was quite a quaint if old fashioned building for her taste, she knew this wasn't the Morgan home as she'd been there in a cage for a few days already but she couldn't deny its charm.
She sat on the ground cross-legged and breathed in, closing her eyes to enjoy the moment of freedom, she did it, what exactly did she do? she only moved to the arm of a chair, it wasn't exactly much but you have to take some pride in anything that could be grasped now, the only reminder of her size now was her owner's gentle breathing behind her even here she could hear it rumble like distant traffic, Sam knew she was going to look up at her soon but that could wait a bit longer, she looked at her arms and legs, prodding to see if she was bruised or hurt from the night before, but all she was was her fair skin, shrinkees can take a fair bit of punishment she guessed, it was at least a smidge comforting to know she wasn't likely to end up pulped into nothing by the horny couple.
Saying that, propped up on the coffee table surrounded by empty plates and cups was the teacher's huge feet, matching blue nail varnished adorn the toes, the big toe was about twice as wide as her and was about as tall as her, those would turn her to mush if she was ever on the floor, as if her sensing her looking the toes wiggled eagerly, she couldn't help but shiver and turn away burying her thoughts of being stepped on like an ant.
It was probably time she sighed, she didn't want to acknowledge the sleeping titans but she couldn't help but be curious to see them sleeping and relaxed, despite her quiet moment being the only one awake she found herself drawn to them and she didn't quite know why, slowly turning around though her heart jumped into her throat slightly in shock.
Mrs. Morgan was wide awake, her large blue eyes watching intently at the tiny woman with a warm motherly gaze, she didn't look angry just.. happy to see her, Sam found it oddly calming, she'd always been a bit of a scaredy cat her friends had always joked so ending up as a shrinkee was one constant nightmare after another.
Words didn't need to be exchanged between owner and pet in that moment, her hand gently crept out from under the blanket, Sam didn't flinch or fear its approach this time as it touched her back, gently the giant carefully rubbed her in a comforting manner.
Sam twisted her body to face the giant as she wrapped her arms softly around the finger tip returning the gesture, despite the roughness of the past few days the Morgans really did care for her she teared up, the only people in the world who cared for her in this time of need, she hadn't felt that in a long time even when she hadn't shrunk.
Her large circle of 'friends' had all been shallow social climbers, not one stood by her when her diagnosis was found out, all that time being a queen bee at school, thinking she was at the top couldn't have been more wrong, she has wasted her life long before ending up here, her teacher was giving her a second chance now.
Clara had been awake the whole time Sam slowly realised, curious to see if the tiny girl was going to try and make a break for it, instead she had just sat on the arm of the chair like an obedient pet.
She looked back up to Clara's face, sleep still in her eyes as they gently closed to get a few more minutes shut eye. Maybe five more minutes would ok, as she relaxed against the giant hand which curled around to give her warmth, she gently stroked her tiny hand against the warm digit.
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Clara was slowly packing her suitcase, a shame it had come to an end so soon, she'd been quite naughty though and had called in sick, all pre-planned of course with Henry who had nearly finished packing himself, right now she was supposed to be in class looking after her group who still had about two weeks left before school broke up for the summer holidays, she taught the older groups who where all leaving for either college or whatever work jobs they'd had lined up, well except the shrinkees, those poor students had distinctly different career trajections now she couldn't help but smile, not all of them would've shrank yet, for some it happens quickly after the letter by a few days ad for others it can take some months but it catches up to them all the same.
Given it was the last few weeks of term though she didn't feel too guilty skipping a day, spending them with her husband and new pet had been the exact perk up she badly needed, the stress had just fallen away.
Speaking of the new pet, gosh she was just so proud, she fully expected her to try and run away as she watched her crawl off her, but to see her just relax and sit next to her it was just so precious, she was glad Sweetie wasn't being troublesome given her former life style she just needed a gentle guiding hand in the right direction clearly.
Clara saw Henry had finished packing his case, turning to her "I'm going to just go and get the car refueled, will only be about 20 minutes?" Clara simply nodded, giving him a small kiss on the cheek for his valiant husband duties such as getting petrol, she watched as he began dragging his case to the car muttering under his breath it was a heavy bastard.
The holiday wasn't quite over yet of course, they still had a day in the village all planned out before heading off in the evening, they just needed to leave the cottage before 11am, she chuckled seeing the tiny toy kit she'd bought of amazon, she'd only ever used the straps so far, the rest seemed a bit too much for such a new tiny anyway and it'll be all the more fun in future, however... smirking she pulled out a pair of seemingly ordinary pink panties, matching sets of handles where just about visible at the front and back, perhaps a bit too much to use today if she was driving them all home over several hours she thought placing them back in the case.
However... well, it wouldn't be safe to leave an unattended shrinkee in a locked car all day now would it? her hand quietly grabbing the pink fabric again as her attention went towards the cage on the vanity table.
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Sam simply slept through the rumbling movement, or at least tried to and kept her eyes shut tight with hands clamped around her sore ears, she didn't think they realised just how loud they are packing away their things.
"Hey Sweetie!" a cheery voice echoed down at her, that fucking nickname again she cried in panic, at least the loud thumping sounds of movement had stopped even if it did leave eerie silence that was uncomfortable to the young woman, she hobbled to her feet and looked up.
Clara had a bit of a sultry devious expression on her face that worrying, but her questions where answered before she could ask as she held up a wide expanse of pink fabric.
"Didn't want you to miss out on all the trip little one, lets get you all secured in~" the way she'd simply accepted she was less a house pet and more a sex toy to her giant teacher should be quite startling, what was was more startling was the fact she didn't.. entirely hate it? she'd never been attracted to the teacher before she shrank but now she looked up at her like a goddess out of folklore.
But honestly this being normalised starting to give her slightly more courage for what she had to ask, the fingers like routine has gently grabbed her out of the cage, only her head visible at the top of the closed fist, Clara's other hand began inverting the shrinkee panties so she could see the handles, she was going to be in there the whole day Sam gulped nervously.
Her owner's hand loosened and lowered her to the centre of the pink expanse, Clara pointed at the either end indicating
"Front or back, shrinkee's choice." the giant smirked putting her hands on hips.
Sam realised she had to ask her question now or never.
"...Mrs. Morgan?" she looked up at the giant who's expression softened at her tiny voice, she lowered her face closer down, "Yes dear?" the huge smile usually did feel comforting but this close she couldn't quite see from one end to another, this question bubbling to the surface of her mind she already knew the answer, but she needed to hear her say it.
"I... I.. just wanted to ask if you could call me Sam and not that classroom nickname, p-please." She knew it wasn't a nickname, she knew this was going to hurt to hear.
"Its not a nickname hun, that is your name now." said softly, the giant continued "I know its difficult but it'll make adjusting easier." her finger gently rubbed the tiny's side.
Sam just cried "Please, you've taken everything, please Mrs. Morgan, I know I was a bad, and awful to people but please just let me keep my name its all I have." she kneeled pleading.
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Clara for the first time was unsure of her judgement, right now she didn't see Sweetie her cute, shy but slowly loving pet, she saw Sam, a terrified shell of her former self - it was the reason shrinkees often got new names, it could become painful to remember those old lives, to cling to the memory they could never return too, shrinkees simply didn't ever become normal again.
But maybe that was ok, maybe she could keep her name? Clara was conflicted, the tiny hadn't screamed or shouted, not like Sam would've done at original height here it was desperate and polite, she had to still have some firmness she realised, she was the owner after all in spite of this.
"If I was to consider this, would that be enough to make you happy? Me and Henry we want you to be happy and get along with us, so cards on the table, I'm giving you time to ask what would help."
The tiny looked stunned, unsure what to say, Clara just sighed, her hand itched her temple.
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Sam didn't know, was the honest answer.
Mrs. Morgan was willing to compromise might be an actual option now.
"I.. would like my name, I would like it if we could.. talk? a bit more? I don't know what to do in that cage all day, I have nothing, I'm just there for when you want to play with me and then you forget, like.. they all f-forget, forget me." Sam broke down, she tried in vain to stop herself.
She just couldn't contain it as she sobbed "I don't want to be alone, locked in a cage for the rest of my life I don't know what will fix it, it feels all over for me." the giant's hand gently plucked the small form off the bed and brought the tiny to her cheek, trying to offer her a comforting embrace.
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Oh Clara you've mucked it a smidge here the older woman mused, she had been selfish, a fresh vulnerable shrinkee and she'd left her to mull on her worst fears of her new life, she had a duty of care to the small creature, the help blogs and vet pamphlets can go out the window.
"Its ok.. Samantha, it'll be ok I promise." she whispers quietly to the teen pressed against her cheek.
Sam sniffled "Why did they abandon me? they where my mum and dad." as the tiny went into a fetal position, as a mother herself Clara choked back her own sob at the distraught teenager's despair.
"Because they didn't, they love you hun and always will, but they are a lot older then me, they didn't know how to care for a shrinkee - they did what they thought was best for you, part of the reason you didn't go to an enclosure was they didn't want you to be left alone." Sam blinking away tears looked up at the giant confused.
"The enclosures.. are a scam, its an open secret they are as dodgy as care homes, you'd be trapped in a sterile grey plastic box, kept away from others human and shrinkee alike because its easier and cheaper to run. They knew you wouldn't believe them though, because frankly you are a stubborn pain at times." Clara chuckled "They love that spirit about you, they are still proud of you and that's why they asked me to take care of you, at least with me you knew who I was and you'd get some actual people around you." her palm rose to the giant eyes, the tiny was on her knees staring in silence.
"Sam I am here to protect you I promise you'll be safe and cared for, I know its still very early days and its a lot to take in but you are part of this family now, me and Henry just want you to be happy with us." with now practised care she brought her index finger to the small girl's side and began stroking, the tiny looked numb but slowly leaned into it.
She looked at the pink garment lying forgotten on the bed, perhaps another day would be for the best, Sam looked a bit wobbly in her palm and so she decided to place her on the bed whilst she got ready.
"Would you be ok if I left you on the bed whilst I got a shower Sam?" She was still her pet, there was never any changing that but it didn't mean life couldn't be made more comfortable for her Clara had decided, she'd been too aggressive thinking she'd just mould the tiny needed into what she felt she needed to be, the Sweetie name had been pushed too soon, that needed to be further down the line when she was ready for it.
Sam looked up at her, her face contorted as she tried to smile, she was still quite emotional understandably but she managed to nod at her, it hurt to see her like this - these where just teething problems she reminded herself.
Clara had quite a fair bit of thinking to do she realised, she couldn't let her pet continue to spiral into this depressive funk, she needed to give her a purpose she could embrace, and well, egoistically it'd be nice if it was loving her but that was a long way off she knew.
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Loud rain sound echoed through the room, it reminded her of an epic thunderstorm but it was simply a shower running in the adjoining bathroom, any closer it would've badly hurt her ears she suspected but sitting on the bed, it sounded tranquil - she could her Mrs. Morgan humming a tune to herself softly, she couldn't quite place it.
Sam was sat down on the soft pink fabric, it was all a lot to unpack, and no doubt there would be more to discuss in future but despite her puffy red face she felt a calmness wash over her.
Sam. She had said Sam. She had repeatedly said Sam.
A part of her felt restored, 'Sweetie' had had the opposite effect Mrs. Morgan intended, instead of helping her to separate from her past it was a constant reminder of what she'd lost, but she hadn't doubled down, she hadn't shouted at her or hurt her like she expected, she instead listened to her like she was a person again.
In that moment Sam knew she could trust the giantess, she couldn't help it, she smiled as she laid on her back, entirely forgetting her surroundings.
The rain stopped she heard, Sam bit her lip slightly knowing the giant would shortly be back in the room.
Her steps still boomed and reverbed across the small room, even if her footsteps where muffled by the carpet, Sam hoped she knew how pretty she looked with her hair down for a change, without even a look at the tiny the towel dropped revealing her wet nude form, Mrs. Morgan rummaged in the suitcase for a pair of leggings giving Sam an up close look at the huge rear, it may as well been a planet to the tiny, the flesh jiggled with each subtle movement, the small skin imperfections and spots, just like the rest of her she was beautiful, the giant having collected and piled her clothes bent over to pick up the towel.
The little girl blushed as the cheeks spread, a familiar slit but her eye was caused by the darker skin above it, she felt the her hair stand on edge at the darker hole loomed over her, again the sheer size was terrifying.
The giant quickly rubbed her body dry, knowing her husband would be back soon, she looked down for her socks before noticing her little stunned admirer gawping up at her.
"See something you like?" Sam felt herself suddenly eyed up by the mature woman, her face was bright beetroot red whilst her body was almost spread eagle on the bed. "Because I certainly do~" Ok Sam had to admit, maybe she did like girls after all.
Clara just smirked at the blushing teen, "Off you go hun, I need to put these knickers on." her hand gently directing her off the fabric.
"Can.. c-can I stay on it?" Sam said before she could stop herself, looking away in shame her still puffy red face eyes wide in shock.
The giant couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the horny teen, a big grin spread across her face "Anything for my little girl~" the giantess said kneeling down to prep the tiny.
"Here's the deal hun, I have a long drive back home later and I think you'd rather be out of that drab cage somewhere warm yeah? well, I want to try you on... both sides of these straps - so I'll let you decide which side you go in first, I'll swap over when we head home."
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Sam felt her heartbeat rise, she'd seen those cheeks of her owner swallow its underwear like it wasn't even there, she didn't want go back there, she'd happily be at the front, but the back? the sheer grossness of it all freaked her out.
The tiny still stuck in her thoughts was immediately jumped out of them by Clara's loud voice "Why don't we flip it if you can't choose, its going to happen either way eventually why not get it out the way?" holding between her fingers a 5 pence piece she retrieved from her purse, a small glint in her eye - the thing looked massive to her with the cold silver portrait shining out like a mirror.
"Heads you go the front, tails the back~" Mrs. Morgan played with the penny between her fingers playfully "Come on, I've just had a fresh shower, it won't be too bad where you end up I promise and you'll switch later." the teacher enjoyed the more gentle teasing atmosphere here, unaware of the tiny's mounting trepidation and that even her being gentle and playful didn't always register as such to someone of a shrinkee's size.
Why the fuck she did ask? Sam lamented, her and her big mouth got herself into this, what was wrong with her? why couldn't she think straight? panic settling in behind her eyes as she tried to steady her breathing.
One of Sam's greatest weakness was trying to never show fear if she could help it, to put on a stony cold persona, she used to be relentlessly bullied as a young girl but realised it ended only when she stopped showing she was afraid to them, that was how she got where she did, that schoolyard knowledge was worthless here, she didn't know if she was willing to be more open towards Clara she would've known this was too much for her so soon.
The coin flipped in the air, the giant hand caught it in a loud whoosh of air.
Mrs. Morgan brought her hand to the surface of the bed and unveiled the result to her pet.
Giantess World
Chapter End Notes:
Been a bit busy so I'm sorry for the delay!
A bit less smut this time around but Sam and Clara, or if you prefer Sweetie and Mrs. Morgan needed a bit of time to talk - smut will resume next time! (sorry)
All reviews as usual appreciated, this is all a new learning experience for me but I've been enjoying the ride so far.
EDIT: Didn't realise the format had removed the spacing, should be fixed now!
A bit less smut this time around but Sam and Clara, or if you prefer Sweetie and Mrs. Morgan needed a bit of time to talk - smut will resume next time! (sorry)
All reviews as usual appreciated, this is all a new learning experience for me but I've been enjoying the ride so far.
EDIT: Didn't realise the format had removed the spacing, should be fixed now!