by Underscore » Tue Nov 23, 2021 4:57 pm
Sorry for the massive delay. Busy Life, Demanding Work and Episodic Depression. Name a worse combination hahahahaha
But anyway, here we are with the first half of Chapter 5. I think I'm going to have to take another Leaf put of HH1's book and do Morning and Evening chapters cause when that writing bug hits, it hits hard and I can't stop typing away hahahaha. Hope you all enjoy, lemme know what you think
Kimd Regards,
Underscore.
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Chapter 5
Rose groaned awake; she couldn’t believe the weird dream she had been having. She’d been shrunken, kidnapped and treated like a sex pet for a stranger aboard a cruise ship full of others doing the same thing to her whole town, typical that she meets a nice guy but only in her dreams and he’s a kidnapping rapist on a ship full of worse people. Another groan escaped her, her head was thumping, everything felt like it was moving. Her hand flopped down, expecting to find the edge of her creaky old bed but instead found a rough, warm and fleshy texture. A texture that seemed to be moving. Her eyes immediately shot open and she tried to sit up, but found herself weighed impossibly down. A quick jerk down and what looked like a massive thumb pinning down her chest greeted her vision. Oh..No, no, no, no “NO! It wasn’t a dream? ..... Is this really my life now?.. This can’t be happening” she drooped in a mix of disappointment and disbelief.
“Afraid so little Shrunken” A weakened yet booming voiced called above her. The massive appendage lifted off of her and upward with such ease she couldn’t help but stare in awe. Twisting round, she scrambled onto all fours, eyes following the appendage as it pinched the bridge of a giant nose with an echoing groan.
“Hmmmf, G’morning uhh....Rose” the voice strained. She could feel her whole world shake as his chest reverberated under his words.
“Morning....” she offered back weakly, slowly coming round to the experiences of the day before. His hand shifted slightly revealing a piercing blue orb, its gaze fixated on her sending shivers down her spine.
“I...uhh........Master?” she meekly added, the giants hand flattened out, covering his eye again as he recoiled back, further into the massive pillow.
“Urgh...I can’t believe I actually ordered you all to call me that. Last time I let Jazz talk me into a fifth round of shots.” he exhaled, the vibrations of his voice in his chest under her feet served to remind Rose just how small she really was but she perked up anyways.
“Do...you not want us to call you that?” She asked, an air of hope finding its way into her voice.
“No, it’s fine, what’s done is done. I had planned for you all to call me by my name rather than a title, maybe make you all fear me less and more willing if there was some familiarity between us, but I suppose it might help keep the pecking order. Guess we’ll just have to let time tell us which is right. Shit, what time even is it?”
He shifted his torso up to look at the clock, waking up Violet with a scream as she and Rose tumbled down, Violet landing on his barren thigh and Rose below his navel, A series of prickly hairs tickled at her soles as something warm and fleshy now rested on her back.
“Jeez, its only 10am? No wonder I'm hungover with barely any sleep. Better get something to eat, you’ll all be hungry too I bet”
Violet scurried over to Rose trying to escape his gaze forcing slight giggles out of the giant as he peered down.
“You two have behaved pretty well on your first day so you can eat with me, then we can see about getting clothes for you and the rest” He directed towards Violet before he shifted further up, the warm and textured sensation rolled up Rose’s back before being cast aside as his hand embraced her and Violet in a single grip, their chests pressed firmly against each other coming face to face. Violet looked terrified but her expression soon softened as Rose leaned her forehead against hers.
Alex sluggishly climbed out of bed managing to throw on a fresh pair of boxers and an unbuttoned shirt as he trailed his way out the room into the shared space, making a b-line for the kitchen facilities up the back of the room. Rose felt herself drop onto a cold surface, Violet landing atop her, he had deposited them on the breakfast bar, grabbing a tall glass, setting it next to them and then a frying pan. He turned his back on his Shrunken, his attention on the now heating hob and fetching some ingredients from the fridge. Eggs, bacon, milk... Those were all Rose could make out past his frame. She guessed he was making himself an omelette. He seemed quite content as hummed to himself as he cooked, there was something familiar about the tune he was humming but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. As everything began sizzling in the pan, he turned back, he scooped some ice cream into the glass, and topped it up with milk and some syrup and ice cubes. He slammed a metal cup atop the glass causing Violet to yelp as began violently shaking the mixture. After a minute or two of shaking he took off and rinsed, dried and put away the metal cup. Occasionally glancing at his two Shrunken who just sat there, Rose cradling Violet, stroking at her hair as the young girl just followed his every movement filled with trepidation. He smiled softly down at them before turning his attention back to the pan, a quick toss of its contents and the sizzling returned, the top a little burnt but he seemed unphased, still humming away.
Another minute or so passed, a few consistent shakes to check it was loose before sliding it out onto a nearby plate before carrying it over next to his Shrunken, He cut off two small pieces and scooped them closer to Rose and Violet.
“Well, you two, it isn’t going to eat itself.” he gestured them toward the plate. Rose nudged at Violet and the two crawled toward the rim, taking up one of the pieces each. Rose took the first bite and Violet soon followed. Alex just lowered his head, his chin resting on the bars edge watching them with a gentle smile. Rose could feel his soft breath enveloping her body. She did find it strange that he wasn’t eating around them but rather just watching them, as if waiting for something.
Once they were finished, they both turned to meet his gaze. He looked down at them expectantly.
“Well....did we enjoy that?”
“Y-yes, thank you Master” Violet chimed up, surprising both Rose and Alex equally, both wearing the same shocked expression.
“Glad to hear it” he replied wiping the look on his face back to his normal, blank expression, extending a finger and gently petting Violet's head. “Now, time for me to get started” he outed as his fingers travelled from Violet and found their way around Rose’s waist. Swiftly hoisting her aloft. Before she could react, she found herself suddenly dropped into an ice cold, white liquid. She had to struggle hard to stay afloat in the thick, freezing waters. After the initial shock had run its course through her, she had no idea how much time had passed in the frozen waters she found herself trapped in. Looking through the frosted glass, she could barely make out the shadows. It seemed Violet was running back and forth towards the giant head. Given how his head was moving, Rose guessed Violet was literally feeding him. Clearly, he was enjoying the food given the sounds he was making but every so often she would see something extend out from his shadow and move up and down on Violets, it seemed to linger at certain places. The strange part was, the sounds Violet was making, Rose would’ve sworn it sounded like Violet was enjoying it too, but that couldn’t be right. Rose herself was shaken from her thoughts as the cold began so set in, she was kicking with all her might but between the thickness and the temperature, it was getting harder and harder to keep going, she had already lost feeling in her feet and hands. The more she thought about it, the heavier her limbs seemed to get, panic was starting to set in, her head swivelled, looking for something, anything to grab onto to hold her up but there wasn’t anything. She started splashing wildly, she’d have yelled out for help but the cold was making it harder to breathe let alone scream.
The splashing sounds caught Alex ear from where his head sat, he’d been enjoying his little feeding. It surprised him more that he didn’t even have to ask, as soon as he’d moved Rose away, the normally timid girl scrambled and started breaking off pieces of his omelette and held then out him, the pieces were tiny to him but in her arms they looked massive. He couldn’t help but steal a few licks at his pet while he was there. Her reactions to that surprised him just as much, instead of recoiling like he expected, she stood there and took it, a few times he would’ve sworn she leant into it. It hadn’t even been a full day since he’d claimed her, no way she could to be adjusted that quickly. ‘She’s either putting on a really convincing brave face like Rose clearly is, or I’ve broken her already.... I did go a bit too far last night, goddamn zero alcohol tolerance... Maybe I should apologise to them for how I treated last night?.. No, they’re not people Alex, you need to remember that, you shouldn’t lower yourself to that. Maybe I should ask Uncle, he’s a lot more experienced with Shrunken than me. I don’t want them to think I’m cruel after all. I just need them to understand their place now and we can have a mutually beneficial relationship.’
Alex thought train was derailed as the splashing intensified. “Whoops, forgot about you Rose!” he called out, his fingers diving in and pulling her soaked and sticky white form out the glass. She looked exhausted and he could feel her shaking. Knowing he needed to heat her up quickly, he tilted his head back and placed her into his mouth up to her neck. Feeling that she was still shivering, he began lapping at her naked body. The sweet flavour of the shake mixed with her natural taste was intoxicating. He couldn’t help but savour every lick. He could feel her tiny toes scrunch against his buds, her feet struggle and slight giggles escape her as his tongue tip danced and pressed against the tiny appendages. The giggles continued as he travelled up, savouring at her legs. Exploring all around, not a single inch went untouched by the rough probe as it orbited her waist, lapping up every drop of her former liquid prison that still clung to her. His breath bore down on her face from his nose above her and the sounds of enjoyment echoed throughout her body, the sensations and vibrations she felt were enough to bring her to her edge, a sudden violent impress between her legs pushed her far past her limit. Her back arching in reaction, thighs quaking and body tensing. A powerful wave of pleasure resonated across every inch coming to a head as she couldn’t stop herself from crying out “Yes, Oh God Yes!!” before it all suddenly vanished from her, her body collapsing, heaving and revelling in the afterglow as short-lived as it was, finding herself dragged back out the warm mouth and being encompassed in the massive hand, travelling back down to table height.
“That should make up for my lapse in judgement yeah? Good” he beckoned down as he reached for her former glass prison with his other hand, chugging down its frozen sea of contents, his grip on her tensing slightly, almost in reaction to him finding out just how cold it actually was and warming her up, but Rose shook that thought off. He kidnapped her to be his pet after all. Her thoughts were interrupted as he slammed down the empty glass with an audible ahh of enjoyment before a strange beeping began quietly echoing in the room. Alex’s attention lashed across the room to the clock then back towards the table.
“Damn, lost track of time again, come on, gotta move” he outed scooping up Violet mercilessly in his other hand and quickly moving into his room. “Sorry bout the mess, I’ll clean up once I’m out” he yelled toward the other door, a stifled groan of hungover female acknowledgment echoed out to them before Alex scrambled away, closed his own door and shuffled toward the now loudly beeping computer.
Rose felt herself drop roughly onto the desk, Violet soon followed and scurried over to her. Both found themselves staring up at the cinema sized screen as it lit up an image of what looked like a younger Alex, maybe early teens with a middle-aged man on a beach which served as a backdrop to a screen filled edge to edge with icons, a few touches from Alex's giant hand later, the beeping stopped and the face of a much older man appeared. Salt and pepper hair adorned a wrinkled, dishevelled face, greyed features but deep, dark eyes cut through. The backdrop seemed to be that of a similar beach as before but from a much further and higher angle, there seemed to be a low, aged stone wall directly behind the man, the strange standout was the lab coat the man wore, hardly beach attire Rose thought.
“Hey, Hey Kiddo, how goes the Vay Kay??” the excitement was palpable from just a single sentence.
“Good Morning Uncle, I see Jaz has been teaching you ‘Hip Lingo’ again” Alex replied formally
“I can neither confirm nor deny the allegations made against me” the older man chuckled off, a chuckle echoed by Alex as he dropped and shook his head sarcastically
“We both know that means yes, Uncle. But as for your inquiry, the trip is going fine, a little hiccup with the ship messed up the first day’s plan but worked out for the best” Alex replied and gestured over to the plexiglass cages over his shoulder. At the same time, Rose found the rough grain of his finger press into her back and stroke up and down the length of her naked body, causing her to shudder and cling tighter to Violet whose attention stayed glued to the screen.
“Nice haul Kiddo! I’d call that great for a first time out!” the man encouraged.
“Indeed, just have to ensure they receive the proper training. I’d hate to have to leave any unruly Shrunken behind.”
“That would be a bit of a waste but I guess neither of us have the time to do it here, should’ve seen you’d have such a logical decision made this early on rather than just indulging in them like I would be at your age” his words caused Alex to shy away slightly embarrassed “.... Or you’ve already done that hahahaha that’s my boy!” The man announced, clapping and reclining with a hearty laugh, enough to rock the man from the old iron style seat he was in.
“Look, it wasn’t my fault, Jaz convinced me to go out celebrating at the bar, I had way too many, you know how she gets! And I just...did it” Alex outed, breaking his monotone, formal language for a more casual tone.
The man continued to laugh a bit before chiming back in “Yeah... She’s like her mother like that, any excuse... I’m surprised you got served, you’re technically underage for the ship but let me guess. Jaz had the bartender wrapped round her finger and he didn’t even look your way?”
Alex just nodded
“Some things never change... Anyway, tell me how your first hunt went. We’re taking a break from the lab so I want to hear all about it.... “
Alex quickly regained his posture and resorted to his formal tone as he regaled the man with yesterday’s events. About the ship coming to shore, all the places he visited, people he took and where, he went into great detail about when he took Rose, Violet, and the Mother in the cage. Taking Violet as she came back in from a swim at sea, as she screamed to him for help after finding her guardians gone and the beach empty but with all their stuff still there. Rose felt Violet tense into her as he chuckled about agreeing to help and shrinking her as soon as her back turned. A rather cruel thing to laugh about, even given the already horrific circumstances Rose pondered. The Mother he had seen coming out a run-down apartment block, saying that ‘the reds must’ve missed it thinking it was abandoned’ whatever the ‘reds’ were.
“Wow.... You certainly had a good run kiddo. Wish I coulda been there on your first hunt”
“I’d have liked that but alas, when you get a breakthrough, you must follow through”
“Did.... Did you just quote me at me?? Well, aren’t we the little genius?” the old man feigned recoil as he laughed
“Speaking of, how goes the follow-through?”
“Nothing concrete yet, just a few hypotheses and formulae that work theoretically but we’ll need a couple practical runs, hopefully on the next cruise with some fodder to check out”
“You could always use some of mine if you want to try it on?”
“No no no, we’re not using yours as lab rats, they're your Shrunken, for you, for working so hard. Not for my lab experiments.”
“I’ve got plenty of credit from my first dumps and helping round up some cars and materials for the clean-up crew. I could pick up some fodder from the store or keep a few unsavouries from the next ports?”
“I really appreciate the offer but we’d be best trying it on some fresh ones first before trying to reinforce already used Shrunken then see if we can adapt it”
“True, that does make more sense... “
“Anyway, you’re supposed to be enjoying yourself, not thinking of my work... How’s your little secret projects going?”
“Well its still going, and still secret! I’m not spoiling any till their done”
“Ach, you’re no fun! “
“Well, I believe you’re fun enough for the two of us. Plus, I’m not having you blow it to Jaz! We both know if she asked and fluttered her eyes, you’d crack like sugar glass in a gale!”
“Ouch, talk about cold blooded.”
“Just calling it like it is, Uncle. Speaking of call, I think someone’s trying to get you” Alex pointed toward the screen corner, a little black thing seemed to be shifting behind the older man, bobbing up and down on the stone wall.
“Oh, you’re right... “ the man turned his back to the frame and returned, a Shrunken woman adorned his palm in a full maid outfit. Causing Rose to perk up to her feet, subconsciously walking closer to the screen to make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her.
“Ahh little Maria, how’re you doing?”
The woman stood and bowed like a proper maid towards Alex, taking the hem of the skirt daintily in both hands and raising it in a curtsey as she did.
“Master Alexander, I am very well thank you for asking. If I’m not being too forward, I understand you’ve recently undertaken your first Shrunken gathering. If it is no imposition, I was hoping that I may see your collection?”
“Not at all Maria, unfortunately the room layout makes it difficult and I’m yet to scan most of them to send you their details. I do have these two to hand however.” His face wandered down toward Rose, before she could react, he snatched her up in his left hand, his right lifted Violet like a prize in a claw machine. He rolled and opened his hand, allowing Rose to get to her feet, the other hand came over and let go of Violet, standing her on his open hand alongside Rose in front of the screen. Both Rose and Violet tried to cover themselves with their arms but Alex quickly moved their arms back to their sides. Both the handheld Maid and older man leaned forward taking in a long look at them, she could tell the focus was more on her than Violet causing her to struggle as hard as she could to get away but the slightest flex in Alex grip soon put a stop to that.
“Wonderful catches Master Alexander. Will both of them be available for play or are they off limits? Personally, I’d love to see how limber your crimson beauty is.” Something about the look on her face sent shivers down Rose spine.
Before Alex could answer, the maid was pulled away and interrupted by the older man. “Did you just come to find out about some more playmates for yourself? You’re incorrigible Maria. Now scurry along before I choose to play with you” as he leaned out of screen chuckling and lowering his hands to the ground before coming back in sans maid.
“Maria never changes does she?” Alex joked
“Some things never will.... Did I hear you right, you haven’t scanned most of them yet? How have you been training them?”
“These two haven’t needed any punishments yet, only two of the others have needed corrected so I spanked them red raw.” Alex admitted rather downheartedly
“I see... And how did you feel about that?”
“Honestly Uncle, I didn’t enjoy it. Sure, they’re Shrunken and mine to do with but it felt kind of, overly cruel but at the same time, the law needed laid out...”
“I know, that’s usually the way it ends up, but I fear you may be too gentle for your own good when it comes to keeping Shrunken... That said, not every form of punishment appeals to everyone, I know Jasmin will have been taught to punish and reward them sexually, ever her mother in that regard but you have never expressed much interest in that avenue of teaching... Maybe you should punish them materially?” the man offered with an upbeat tone.
“What do you mean Uncle?”
“Rather than physically punishing unruly shrunken by spanking or breaking something, instead reward good behaviour with gifts, clothes, furnishings that sort of thing and punish by removing clothes and furnishings from disobedient Shrunken.” Alex hand tensed slightly under Rose and Violet. Rose turned back up to look but Alex face was expressionless, his eyes looked at her but couldn’t see her, is if they were looking right through her.
“An interesting hypothesis, I had already explained that well behaved Shrunken would be rewarded by being moved from the display cages to my personal bedside abode. I hadn't considered upgrading the display cages themselves as a separate form of reward. Clothing may interfere with my intentions for some of them but it would also provide opportunity to display their obedience. I really should scan them now and get naming and assign roles and...” A thunderous bang came from the screen, shouts of man off camera swearing profanities in a thick Scottish accent could be heard amidst a dark smoke wafting into the background.
“Well you should get on that Kiddo, sounds like Harry’s just about blowing up the lab and I’m pretty sure I should stop him or you’ll have no home to come back to.” The man joked with an air of panic in his voice “Now enjoy the rest of your trip and call me if you need anything at all”
“I will Uncle, thank you. Give Maria and the others my best.” Alex rushed out.
“Will do, catch ya later kiddo!“ the man beckoned as the screen went blank and then back to the screensaver. An audible sigh exuded from Alex; his warm breath rushed over Rose causing her to shiver from the gust. His eyes opened, this time focussing in on her, she forced a warm smile to the surface. Everything she’d heard was a lot to take in, she wasn’t sure of anything right now until she’d have time to process it all.
“Well, I’ll let you get ready while I get the rest of them sorted” Alex outed as he shifted his way over to the bed, opening up the wall and dropping Rose in the bedroom of the bedside dollhouse, closing the wall behind her. Violet called out to Rose who watched from the glassless window as Alex walked away carrying Violet off back out the room. Her eyes wandered over to the women in the wall cages, all huddled together, scrambling away from him as he walked past, except for one blonde woman who seemed to rush after him, pressing herself hard against the glass, as if to get or rather give a better view, she was getting strange, oddly threatening looks from the rest. Looks which she seemed to copy and fire in Rose’s direction, causing her to retreat back into the room. Letting out a defeated sigh, she decided she would eventually take a proper look around the place, she had a feeling she was going to be spending the rest of her life here in this tiny prison. A sad thought as she sat on the edge of the bed. Taking time to realise all that was going on and without anyone else depending on her this second, she couldn’t hold back the tears anymore, she pulled her legs up, cradling her head to her knees as the endless floods poured out. ‘A pet, is that all I am now, just some guy's little sex pet to parade around and show off like a glorified trophy, and just as discardable...’ thoughts of the women from last night's dinner came through, the image of that dolled up princess, blood coming from her head and thrown away like nothing froze Rose’s blood cold. Surely, he wouldn’t do that to her. She'd actually slapped him and all he did was yell, the worst he’d done so far was spank someone... even he seemed repulsed by that brutal display. Rose felt a warmth over her skin, exactly like his hand that night as he cradled her away from the violent dinner sight, it was warm and comforting, reflexively, Rose leaned back into the warmth but her eyes darted open as she fell back onto the bedsheets. She lay there for a second, clearly her body was playing tricks on her, but what she couldn’t understand, and what really scrambled her brain, was although her body made her feel the hand of her massive captor around, why was it she found comfort in it. He’d robbed her of any future, used her as a sex toy but still, when she thought of him, all she could picture was his smile and dinner and his gentle touch that night. Now her mind wandered to a new thought. Which was the real Alex? The heartless captor, eager to please himself. Or the Gentle Giant, perceiving himself as her saviour, who’d given her the best night of her life after her worst day?
Violet found herself roughly deposited onto a cold wooden desk wedged between the two bedroom doors. Alex towered over her as he pulled out the accompanying wooden chair from under the desk, perching himself to sit before looking over his shoulder with a sigh. He soon righted himself and headed back up the back of the main room toward the kitchen where the remnants of his breakfast and dishes lay where they’d been left. Taking them over to the sink, he started up the taps and left his back turned to rest of the room, leaving Violet to scramble to her feet. She had tried being more ‘receptive’ to her situation this morning but everything her captor had said to the man over the computer had reminded her of the fear she had felt throughout yesterday. It was clear he had no intention of ever letting her go and instead, he planned to keep her forever if she obeyed, and who knows what if she didn’t. Taking her chance, she scanned across the room. A huge suite reeking of luxury, between the polished marble floor, mahogany furnishings and a massive white leather couch facing off the biggest tv she had ever seen. Strewn on the coffee table sat dusty boxes that looked like vintage video games from before Violet was even born. Beyond this massive living room looked to be the suites main door. She didn’t have a plan on how to get out, she just knew she had to. She began running frantically all over the desk, looking for anyway she could get down but she couldn’t find anything at the front and didn’t feel like taking her chances jumping to the chair and then being sat on before she could get down from there. Looking toward the back of the desk, there were a few textbooks with titles like ‘Advanced Engineering: The Scale Model Makers Guide to the Miniverse’, ‘Raspberry Pi for Dummies’ and ‘Programming 101’, the rest continuing along the themes of making models, 3D printing and micro-robotics. The last book caused Violet to pause for a moment, the spine read ‘Introverts Handbook to People-ing'. She could feel her curiosity wanting to look at this standout book further but the sound of glass clanging snapped Violet back as she looked upward toward the top of the books. A strange glass chamber sat atop, taking a step back to look closer, there seemed to be metal restraints inside. Restraints that seemed to be the right size for someone her size. Fearing it some kind of prison or torture device, Violet sprinted to the back of the desk, praying for some kind of power cord or anything she could climb down and get the hell out of here.
Reaching the back however caused her heart to sink. Nothing. Not a single thing she could use to climb down. Her next reaction was looking for anything she could use to hide. The pile of books sat too close to the back edge; a tiny nudge of the desk would lead to a massive drop for her. Looking to the left side, there was an ornate yet oddly shaped jewellery box sat. Violet approached the box, standing taller than she was looking for how to get inside, eventually eying the answer just over her head. She gripped and pulled with all her strength at the golden stud latch, its sudden pop sent Violet stumbling back onto her pert backside with a miniscule thump on the wood. She quickly scrambled back to her feet, hoisted the lid up as high as she could and squeezed herself over the rim, stumbling once in, the lid slammed shut behind her, a metallic click sealed her fate, the latch had locked behind her. She tried pushing with all her might but the lid wouldn’t budge at all. A sudden storm of rolling thunder and a proceeding earthquake dropped Violet to her knees, a meek squeak edged out as she slapped her hands over her own mouth and held her breath hoping her hiding place was good enough for now and she could worry about escaping later.
Alex dropped into the chair, finally done with his dishes, he could get back to his task at hand, scan, shop for clothes, and then organize the retrofit of the cages for the rest of the trip and the rest of his intended catches. If he got it done quick enough, he’d research the ships next stop and sort out his wishlist. However, it became quite obvious that something was missing, that little shrunken girl he’d brought through to scan first. He reached and tilted the book pile toward him, checking she wasn’t hiding behind them. No Luck, next he tilted himself to look under the desk, nothing. He righted himself a bit too quickly, getting hit with some room spin, lurching forward, he slammed on the desk to catch himself. An audible squeak found its way to his ears as his head hung low to the desk.
“Aww did we try to hide in the box and get stuck little Shrunken?” he called down with an air of sarcasm as he flicked the latch open, followed quickly by the lid, flooding Violets eyes with the blinding light of the room.
“If you wanted to see what was in there, you just had to wait till you were scanned and I would’ve picked one out for you, but since you’re so impatient, go ahead and pick one now” something sinister in his tone sent shivers down her spine as she looked around. Strewn on hooks around the walls of the box were what looked like tiny dog collars, they varied in material from soft and rough fabrics to soft leather, some had a lacey flower design and other studded and spiked. The only thing the same was the tags, little silver heart shapes with numbers on them. Violet just stared at the display around her, frozen eyes wide in horror. He really was making them his pets.
“What's the matter, stagefright? Well, that’s alright. We’ll get you scanned and then pick one out, you can pick one out for Rose too since it looks like I’ll be keeping you two together.... unless you try escaping or hiding from me again, understood?”
Violet turned back as massive fingers pressed into her gut and back pinching and hoisting her up to his massive face.
“Ye...Yes Master...” she whimpered out in defeat.
“Glad we got that sorted then” as he placed her back onto the desk and brought down the glass prison. Dread filled Violet's heart as the device seemed to come to life as soon as it touched down on the desk. His hand twisted the glass case open and nudged Violet towards it with a playful flick to her ass.
“It's a scanner. It scans your body and sends me the data for ordering clothes and outfits for you to make sure they fit in all the right ways”. He outed as she stepped in and placed her arms up on the metal bars. A careful hand fixed them into place before forcing its way between her legs, spreading them and latching her ankles to the bars.
“Ok, Now close your eyes. This tends to get really bright and I don’t want you damaged.” as he patted her on the head with his finger, ruffling her hair slightly before retreating and sealing the glass door. As soon as it made the slightest whir, Violet scrunched her eyes as hard as she could. Vibrant multicoloured lights seemed to go up and down in a spinning motion judging by the colours she could make out through her eyelids. A minute or two and the whirs stopped, the glass opened and pressing digits eased her out of the restraints and walked her out, a gentle finger held infront for her to hold onto as she stumbled out. Before she could take a look around and recover her sight, the other hand thrust toward her, something pinched between the fingers. Before she could even react, a deep click came from behind her neck and a sudden weight fell around her neck and chest. Reaching her hands up she felt something leathery around her neck, following it round and looking down a massive silver heart sat atop her cleavage, easily as big as her hand, a number ‘2’ engraved into it. She clutched and looked up, tears starting in her eyes but her captor wasn’t even looking her way, instead he was typing something up on a tablet.
“Okay, firstly, my apologies, given the likely time this will take to get through all of you, I can ill afford you the time to choose your own collars. Now that then formalities are over with, let's get this started. What's your name?” he asked, completely Monotone.
“V... Violet Jamieson... Master!” she shouted up with a light hop. Struggling to hold herself upright under the weight of her tag.
“Number 1....Rose.... Characters....Roles....Rating... We’ll sort all those out later... Number 2... Violet.... Number 3....”
He muttered to himself as he typed away going through each number up to 12.
“We’ll number 2, as you have been mostly well behaved so far, I give you permission to go by your given name of Violet, however your surname is now irrelevant so you can forget it. Continue to behave well and you may be given permission to use my name as your surname, understood?”
Violet stood in awe, just like that, any semblance of who she was had been ripped from her and part of it handed back as if it was some kind of gift... a bare nod was all she could manage.
“Very good, now I’m going to allow you to look through this and pick out some clothes to wear, I have picked out what I want for you and the essentials so you can focus on comfort clothes for now, Tops, Bottoms, Pyjamas, things to wear when I haven’t told you something specific to wear, that sort of thing.” he finished as he stood the tablet up in front of her on what looked like some kind of shopping website. The left side had images of the item and the right had tabs.
“M... Master?”
“Yes Violet?” he responded monotone as he fiddled with his watch.
“H... How much should I get?”
“The cost is irrelevant”
“N...no, as in how many outfits should I pick?”
“Ahh, in that case, pick out 7 days' worth of casual, sleepwear and underwear, oh and pick a nice party dress and whatever accessories are required for the look.”
“Thank you Master” Violet outed, something about calling him ‘Master’ made her sick to her stomach but she feared whatever punishments he would dole out more. So, she dove back to the tablet. Every piece of clothing looked lovely, any other setting and she would’ve spent hours going through putting together the perfect outfit to save for. Everything looked designer, some of the underwear was a bit more on the skimpy side than she would even think of wearing.
“Uhh Master”
“Yes Violet” he responded in the same monotone
“What does this Yellow E mean?”
“Edible”
“Sh... Should I get some of that?”
“Would be pretty pointless... the purpose of this shopping is to give you some comforts for good behaviour, while getting some of that would potentially be good in the long run, unless you plan on me eating it off you, stick to normal clothing please.” He returned, breaking his tone with a slight chuckle
“Yes Master, I will!” she exclaimed, Alex mistook the relief in her voice for excitement
‘Uncle was right, comforts are the better system for Shrunken! Alex thought to himself before turning back to watch Violet at work, her tiny hands slamming against the tablet screen to scroll through the clothing, every so often adding to cart. After a few minutes she turned to meet his calm smile and gaze.
“That you finished Violet?”
“Yes Master” she acknowledged
“Perfect, in that’s case, let's get you back, put this one Rose while I deal with the next Shrunken” He announced, handing Violet a collar, Red lacey fabric, a heavy metallic heart balanced out two smooth metal blocks at each end of the collar. There was no kind of latch as far as Violet could see, she brought the ends together slowly eventually feeling them pull towards each other, a magnetic latch. It took all her strength to pull them away before they touched.
Before she could react, the wall in front of Rose tore open and a familiar hand swarmed over her, as quick as it came in, it opened, dropping the still nude Violet atop her, retreated and the wall shut again. Immediately, Rose attention came to Violet as a loud metallic clank echoed in the room. The young girl scrambling off of Rose and walked back toward the door way, tears welling up and her hands out.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, he made me do it, I didn’t want to, but I didn’t want him to get angry and hurt me, not like those two or worse, I had to do it.” Violet screamed as she ran out of the room.
Rose sat up and felt herself lurch forward under the weight pulling at her neck. Immediately she grabbed at the heart tag resting on her breasts, the number 1 engraved on it. She heard another door slam down the hall, a little click told Rose she’d locked the door, a meek sorry found its way through the door to Rose ears and she just collapsed back down onto her bed. The weight of the heart served to remind Rose that she really was a pet now. She would’ve cried as well if she had any tears left to shed, instead, she just threw on the same discarded white lacey underwear from the night before and made her way out the room.
She wanted to let Violet know she wasn’t mad but decided against it, thinking it best to leave her to get it out her system and instead took the time to look around her new ‘home’. Making her way toward the stair case, she counted 3 extra bedrooms down one side of the hall, about half the size of the master bedroom she’d been in, the same little single beds and bare furnishings in the rooms, as she went to look in the rooms further down the hall, her shoulders tensed and head dropped as the screams from the other women in the plexiglass cages screeched through the dollhouse before being drowned out again, followed by the rolling thunder of giant footsteps leaving the giant room. Returning to her exploration she found the rooms down the hall were a sparking bathroom, the softest towels she had ever felt adorned the room. The other seemed to be a utility room, a washing machine, dryer and extra towels filled the back wall of shelves. Reaching the stairs, she looked up into the attic and found a massive room stretching across the length of the building filled with single beds, little bedside tables with lamps, strangely, they all seemed bolted to the floor. Looking over to the other side, there was a separate room, through its open door seemed to be a large bathroom, likely the same as the other on her level Rose waved off as she started back down the stairs, stumbling as she got to the bottom as the thunder and screams returned. Going all the way down the stairs, she found herself in the massive living room she’d briefly seen the day before, two rather large leather corner sofas, enough to fit 10 people, at least to her size sat around an equally large coffee table and tv, a tiny remote sat on the table, a quick button pressed and the screen flash to life, cause Rose to startle and just as quickly shut it off as she dropped the remote. The last room on her tour was the kitchen. It certainly looked the part, smooth polished white cabinets and appliances. The hum of the fridge told her it was running but upon looking inside to find it empty, she felt her head hang. Eric words that it was pointless for Shrunken to eat normal food echoed as she pepped up and closed the door. Ignoring another rumble of thunder and screams, she continued to check every cabinet and cupboard but found them equally as empty. She wandered back into the living room and threw herself down on the couch, turning on the tv and turning up the volume loud enough to drown out the sounds of Alex’s back and forth visits to the room. She couldn’t help but think how strange it was that the obviously hand built dollhouse had a furnished and functioning kitchen....it was so pointless if normal food is as redundant as Eric made it out to be last night.
Flicking through the available channels, she found herself on a news channel and couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Stories about a puppy that predicted the winner of a horse race, the next news channels she was burning through were all covering equally as ridiculous and irrelevant stories. Her whole town had just been picked apart and taken as pets, how is nowhere talking about this? Surely a whole town disappearing overnight would be news worthy enough to at least warrant discussion, military involvement, hell an FBI statement or something. Someone must have noticed! So why was nowhere talking about this. Rose was so blinded by her emotions; she didn’t even notice the wall behind the TV disappear and be replaced by the maw of her master.
“It's The Company’s doing” his bland voice ushed into the room, causing Rose to jump off the couch and slam her shin into the solid coffee table
“What company???” she panicked out
“Not A Company, THE Company. The Company is who I work for, who everyone on this cruise works for. They’ve covered it up, and they’ll continue to cover it up, both your town and the rest of the towns on this tour that’ll disappear over the rest of this vacation. Either no one will know, or it’ll be written off as a sudden natural disaster, a nuclear meltdown, whatever excuse comes to mind for The Company at the time and the disappearances of the towns and all its people will simply fade from memory after a few months. No one will know and anyone who looks too hard will ‘disappear’ just as easily.
“Thats horrible, no, it's fucking sick!” Rose called back out.
“I suppose I can see from your point of view, that’s the most reasonable response.” He replied, neither his tone nor expression changing.
“How else can it possibly be seen??”
“Look at it externally, your town was dead, I don’t mean abandoned, but the residents were really going nowhere, the town wasn’t exactly a tourist haven anymore, and if anything, the town as a whole was drawing more on our limited planetary resources than it was putting back. It was a drain, a nuisance, so The Company cleaned it up. The land can be cleared for re-forestation, the materials there, recycled for more effective cities and the occupants given as pets to employees as a morale boosting initiative. A beautiful logical solution in the long run.”
Rose was left stunned by this, she wanted to argue, to fight with every fibre of her being... but she couldn’t think of anything, in its own absolutely sick and twisted way, it wasn’t wrong. It made sense, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became at herself before finally bursting out:
“So, you can just kidnap people and claim it's for the good of everyone, that’s sick, beyond sick, you’re insane for calling anything like that beautiful.”
“Look Rose, you don’t have a say in this, I don’t have a say in this, this is just how things are. Now come on out with the others, got stuff to do and then you can go stormy in a huff that life isn't fair. Or you can realise that you don’t have to live and work in a rinky dink downtrodden town and instead enjoy some high life perks, even if it's as a classy pet.”
Before Rose could even think to reply, her view was being engulfed by a fleshy prison pressing its way into the room. Out of reaction, Rose thrust her arms into the air as she was encased and withdrawn from the oddly comfort filled domain back into the limelight. It served as a sickening reminder of just how small she really was as her torso rested on her captors' hand while her legs dangled helplessly under her.
She found herself deposited on the shelf below the plexiglass cages alongside the naked forms of the women kept in there, each seemed to have been given a collar like she had, a mix of designs but each individually numbered on the same heart tag she had on, all with a mix of frightful expressions bore on their faces, all bar one blonde who seemed awestruck as Alex wheeled over the chair from the computer desk and perched himself infront of his assembled gallery of girls.
“Good Afternoon Shrunken” he deemed down to all of them.
“Good Afternoon Master” then called back in a disheartened and defeated unison, a smile stretching across his face as he leant forward, his arms now resting on the edge infront of them all, bringing his giant face level with them.
“I’m glad to see you all remembered the rules from last night. I would like to again reiterate that that is what I expect of you, obedience at all times and sexual play from time to time. In return I will promise you will be well taken care of and I will never do anything violent or overly cruel to you. Instead, those who behave will be rewarded with luxuries such as furnishings and clothing, at times of your own choice as most of you now know from being allowed to choose some clothing for yourselves to wear. Misbehaviour will result these being taken away appropriate to the moment, repeated misbehaviour and you will be sold off to the shop, the credits for which will be spent on those who did behave. Now Rose, Number 1, please describe to the others the kind of people they can expect to be sold to.” He shifted his hand, motioning her forward. Rose felt their piercing gaze on her, the only one there atleast in some form of clothing seemed to draw the ire of everyone there.
“I.... I saw men, women and children adorned as jewellery, watched children use us as dipping sticks for fondue. A friend of mine bound in frilly bondage gear, her owner ignorant of the pain he put her in.... I saw one man kill a girl for just stumbling as she walked... I still see her face... And the blood... “ Rose trailed off as she felt tears begin to well just picturing that poor woman. Alex reached his hand towards her as she instinctively cuddled into the giant finger that stroked at her cheek in comfort.
“Look, there's no reason this can’t be an amicable relationship between Shrunken and Owner. As a measure of faith, I will allow each of you to ask me one question, which I will answer as honestly as I am able. I will also be wiping the slate clean for those who were punished last night for disobedience. A fresh start for everyone I believe is fair in establishing trust between us” He offered with an open smile, looks of fear and disgust were all that were returned to him.
“How can you expect any of us to trust you, you’re a stranger that kidnapped, shrunk and raped us all. You think you can just buy our trust with fancy clothes and the fear that everyone else is worse than you??” A tall brunette belted out stepping towards the waiting face, her figure not unappealing, generous in the right places with legs for days. Alex was certainly enjoying the view as he failed to hide himself lick his lips sending a shiver down Rose’s spine.
“Well Number 8,.. Madison I believe... I don’t expect you to trust me, not right now atleast, I want it but I know that not everyone will be as adaptable to their new lives as some. Some will dig and claw at every fabric of their previous life in a desperate attempt to hold onto hope. Allow me to dissuage this. There is no hope, this is your lives, you can either fight and be broken or you can attempt to accept this and make the best of your bad situation. Think of it this way, I will get what I want regardless of cooperation so wouldn’t it be better to even try to go along with it and save us all the extra trouble? Next question.”
Madison attempted to speak up again but the young mother reached forward and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to the main group and inching forward herself.
“My son.... what happened to my son?” she meeked out.
“I thought that was what you would ask about, your child has been taken away and will be raised by The Company, it will be given an education and will be well looked after. Should he prove useful, he will be given a job within The Company. All doors within will be open to him. In summary, you likely will never see him again, but in time he will live a good life and have prime opportunities normal people can only dream of” Alex attempted to reason out.
The woman stood speechless trying to take all of it in, all that sunk in was the reality her baby had been ripped from her and she would never see him again, the woman just broke down to her knees in tears. Rose took a step forward, a hand outreached as if she was going to comfort the woman, but the others just shot her a glare as Madison put an arm round the woman, helped her to her feet and walked her back to the group.
“Before any of the rest of you ask, I hate repeating myself unnecessarily so allow me to answer your likely questions. Firstly, no you can never see your family again, unless owned by someone I know personally, there is no way for me to find out who now owns, or what happened to, any specific Shrunken you may have previously known. Why did I do this to you, as I have already explained to Rose over here, The Company I work for has organised cruises like this for their staff to visit desolate and dying towns in order to acquire Shrunken such as yourselves for our entertainment, at the same time, freeing up land and resources to better the world as a whole. Lastly, no I will not let you go, I personally sourced most of you and intend to take you back home once the cruise is over, along with any others I bring back here, with a few exceptions” He added as he motioned to the older woman up in a separate cage.
“Now do any of you have any other questions?” However, most of the women stood speechless, as Alex proceeded to get up, the strange blonde rushed forward.
“How do we get into the fancy house next to you like those other two?” she yelled up at him. He continued to get up, turning to face her and sweeping her up with a single swoop.
“Well, that’s only for my favourites, the ones who behaved best so far, so if you want to be moved to there, you have to be a good girl, understand?” he asked with a smirk and tilt of his head as his other hand came up and became stroking at the blonde's naked form, unsurprisingly, instead of moving away from his finger, she instead leaned into it, grinding her crotch and heaving her chest to his digit, even from down on the shelf, Rose and the others could see and hear this confusing display.
Alex could feel the fabric of his boxers stretch as he enjoyed the feel of her silken skin against his palm, the sounds of tiny ahh’s and she ground her now drenched thighs and pussy against his fingertip, deciding he still had things to do, he started moving his finger to her rhythm forcing her tiny hands to grip at his palm, her feet pressed as hard as they could, her eyes stared deep into his as she bit her lower lip. Alex took charge, roughly speeding up and pressing his tip into her as hard as he could without breaking her, the fingers of the hand she lay in coming down, pressing her shoulders down, flattening out and playing with her tiny nipples poking out of her perky breasts, her ah’s broken into cries of “Oh Yes, yes, yes” as he fondled her body like clay. Everyone below could only watch in mixes of shock, fear and disgust as this giant monster brought the strange woman to an epic climax, her outburst of “FUCK!.. ME!.. ” as loud as her tiny lungs could manage.
As she attempted to roll to her side and pull herself to his finger to cuddle, she instead found herself being lowered, his other hand disappearing from view entirely and she travelled down on what felt like a runaway elevator, coming to a sudden halt. She quickly scrambled to hold on as the hand she lay on tilted, however he shook the finger she clung to making her fall completely. She couldn’t help but scream, thinking he had brought her to the best climax of her life, only to throw her away. Her illusion broke as she felt herself thump against some springy, soft and warm fabric, opening her eyes to the black walls of his boxers as his phallus towered over her. She stretched her feet out to be met the warm flesh of his balls, thrusting her arms up hoping for that lovely tower to come down upon her. Alex seeing this pressed his erection to her and let go of his waistband, the elastic snap forcing the others out of their stupor and starting to panic, wondering what he was going to do next.
Alex took a moment to adjust himself and his passenger in his underwear, he could feel her tiny fingernails along his cock, her tiny toes curl to his balls for grip as she stroked, licked and ground herself to his engorged member. The slight shudders of his demeanour meant he clearly felt what she was doing in there, the smile told Rose he was enjoying it however, his town stayed formal as he spoke down to them all.
“Now, I have a very busy afternoon ahead of me. I have to finish cataloging you all, redesign the cage system and make preparations for the coming days and the next port call hunt.”
Something about calling what he was doing ‘hunting’ drove an uneasy feeling to the pit of all their stomachs as he continued on
“As an exercise in trust, I leave you all free to explore this room as I do what I must. There are a few ground rules however. You are not to set foot inside the bedside house without my express permission, second, please stay away from the space below my work desk so as to avoid being stepped on or crushed under my chair, lastly, you will come when ordered to. No hiding or refusing to come when called, there will be consequences for disobedience. Are we clear?”
They all just gave a blank and worried nod
“Good, should you wish to join me, I would not decline the company however I cannot dedicate any time to any meaningful conversation so please do not interrupt my work if you intend on being a distraction.” He replied as he wheeled his chair back over to his computer, sat on it and began tapping away on the screen. Rose curiosity wanted to wander over to see on what he was doing but the glares on her back froze her in place.
After a few minutes of collectively standing in silence, 4 of the women hurried past Rose, looking over the edge for a way down to the floor, noticing an indented ladder at the edge, next to his computer desk. Rose watched as they rushed over practically bashing each other out the way as the scrambled over, down and across the floor, one headed under the bed, one sprinted toward the open ensuite and the other two towards the room door. A few more catered their courage and followed suit. Eventually leaving Rose alone with Madison and the grieving Mother, still sobbing away. She turned back to face them and approached slowly, Madison wore distinct ire freezing Rose in place, without even thinking she just outed:
“What is your problem with me? As far as I know, we’ve never met, so I don’t get why you’re being so rude!”
“Rude, you wanna talk rude? Your living it in up the mini mansion, fancy dresses and cocktail parties while the rest of us clung naked on display, ripped from our families while you’re acting like you’re on some kind of vacation with your Sugar Daddy!”
“What the fuck gave you that idea? You think I like being there, within arms reach of...of...HIM? Being dolled up and paraded like some kind of accessory, dunked in his drink and raped by his tongue. I never asked for any of this, I don’t want any of this so where the fuck do you get off on your horse acting like I’m so much better off than you. Tell you what, why don’t you try almost freezing, drowning and getting nearly eaten and then you can have a go at how I’m so much better off than you!”
Madison was just stunned, so was Rose inside, she’d just let all her frustrations go at this strange woman, not completely undeserved but still, she’d just unloaded everything. Part of her wanted to apologise but the way Madison looked back at her, cradling the crying Mother. Rose just couldn’t stomach her any longer.
“You know what, fuck you, stay up there on your high horse, it won’t be me that falls when it comes crumbling down under you.” Rose finished and strode off towards Alex, she knew she’d just burned any hope she had of fitting in with the others, Violet was still in the dollhouse distraught, Alex was the only thing she could go to as she jumped across the gap between the desks, wandered around the keyboard and sat on the thumb of his resting hand, defeated by herself she just sighed. Alex glanced down at her saddened demeanour but simply returned to his work.
Alex had barely noticed her thump down on his thumb like a log stool, even less attention diverted towards the lacey white garments struggling to contain her assets. Instead his imagination focused on on the cage design he intended to go for. Not including the solo cages he kept for the souvenir Shrunken he intended as gifts for his ‘Uncle’, he had settled on a 3 tier system. A lower cage almost on shelf level for the misbehaving and new Shrunken, a middle set of box room cages, large enough to function as a small bedroom served by interconnect stairs and shared spaces such as bathrooms or sitting and feeding rooms on each level. This would be for his well behaved Shrunken, who would be allowed to decorate and furnish their own little rooms. The top tier was similar to the attic of the dollhouse on a much longer scale, one large bathroom area at the far end next to the room door with a long line of beds and small wardrobes. This would serve for the Shrunken who he decided to give a role. Once their training was finished, they would live and breathe the role given by him. Keeping the shelf as high as possible would deter any unwanted attention for guests Jazz brought back who might wander in to borrow a Shrunken when he wasn’t there.
All in all, the capacity would allow him to keep around 100 shrunken along the bottom in rather cramped conditions to help incentivise good behaviour. The middle section would allow for 7 rows of 12 rooms at maximum efficiency of the wall space with the top cage being able to hold 40. Adding the final touch of a lock system for the top cage he finalised the design and sent it off for commission. A rather hefty purchase which between itself and all the clothes bought, had practically drained his ship credits but he would soon flatten out his account on the next port day. The response was the generic ‘one of our engineers will confirm the validity and get back to you within 24 hours to arrange installation’. Alex hoped very few other guests would have the foresight to install bigger cages early on. Even with the catch limits, most guests would probably exceed the capacity of the cages before the trip was over.
He then loaded up the scan data of his Shrunken, adding them to a database and sharing it with ‘Maria Annette Laughlin’ and ‘Dr Jacob Laughlin’ from what Rose paid attention to. Just what she needed, her naked form sent to whoever he wanted to see it ‘I guess consent is a luxury I don’t have anymore’ she sighed.
Sorry for the massive delay. Busy Life, Demanding Work and Episodic Depression. Name a worse combination hahahahaha
But anyway, here we are with the first half of Chapter 5. I think I'm going to have to take another Leaf put of HH1's book and do Morning and Evening chapters cause when that writing bug hits, it hits hard and I can't stop typing away hahahaha. Hope you all enjoy, lemme know what you think 👍
Kimd Regards,
Underscore.
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Chapter 5
Rose groaned awake; she couldn’t believe the weird dream she had been having. She’d been shrunken, kidnapped and treated like a sex pet for a stranger aboard a cruise ship full of others doing the same thing to her whole town, typical that she meets a nice guy but only in her dreams and he’s a kidnapping rapist on a ship full of worse people. Another groan escaped her, her head was thumping, everything felt like it was moving. Her hand flopped down, expecting to find the edge of her creaky old bed but instead found a rough, warm and fleshy texture. A texture that seemed to be moving. Her eyes immediately shot open and she tried to sit up, but found herself weighed impossibly down. A quick jerk down and what looked like a massive thumb pinning down her chest greeted her vision. Oh..No, no, no, no “NO! It wasn’t a dream? ..... Is this really my life now?.. This can’t be happening” she drooped in a mix of disappointment and disbelief.
“Afraid so little Shrunken” A weakened yet booming voiced called above her. The massive appendage lifted off of her and upward with such ease she couldn’t help but stare in awe. Twisting round, she scrambled onto all fours, eyes following the appendage as it pinched the bridge of a giant nose with an echoing groan.
“Hmmmf, G’morning uhh....Rose” the voice strained. She could feel her whole world shake as his chest reverberated under his words.
“Morning....” she offered back weakly, slowly coming round to the experiences of the day before. His hand shifted slightly revealing a piercing blue orb, its gaze fixated on her sending shivers down her spine.
“I...uhh........Master?” she meekly added, the giants hand flattened out, covering his eye again as he recoiled back, further into the massive pillow.
“Urgh...I can’t believe I actually ordered you all to call me that. Last time I let Jazz talk me into a fifth round of shots.” he exhaled, the vibrations of his voice in his chest under her feet served to remind Rose just how small she really was but she perked up anyways.
“Do...you not want us to call you that?” She asked, an air of hope finding its way into her voice.
“No, it’s fine, what’s done is done. I had planned for you all to call me by my name rather than a title, maybe make you all fear me less and more willing if there was some familiarity between us, but I suppose it might help keep the pecking order. Guess we’ll just have to let time tell us which is right. Shit, what time even is it?”
He shifted his torso up to look at the clock, waking up Violet with a scream as she and Rose tumbled down, Violet landing on his barren thigh and Rose below his navel, A series of prickly hairs tickled at her soles as something warm and fleshy now rested on her back.
“Jeez, its only 10am? No wonder I'm hungover with barely any sleep. Better get something to eat, you’ll all be hungry too I bet”
Violet scurried over to Rose trying to escape his gaze forcing slight giggles out of the giant as he peered down.
“You two have behaved pretty well on your first day so you can eat with me, then we can see about getting clothes for you and the rest” He directed towards Violet before he shifted further up, the warm and textured sensation rolled up Rose’s back before being cast aside as his hand embraced her and Violet in a single grip, their chests pressed firmly against each other coming face to face. Violet looked terrified but her expression soon softened as Rose leaned her forehead against hers.
Alex sluggishly climbed out of bed managing to throw on a fresh pair of boxers and an unbuttoned shirt as he trailed his way out the room into the shared space, making a b-line for the kitchen facilities up the back of the room. Rose felt herself drop onto a cold surface, Violet landing atop her, he had deposited them on the breakfast bar, grabbing a tall glass, setting it next to them and then a frying pan. He turned his back on his Shrunken, his attention on the now heating hob and fetching some ingredients from the fridge. Eggs, bacon, milk... Those were all Rose could make out past his frame. She guessed he was making himself an omelette. He seemed quite content as hummed to himself as he cooked, there was something familiar about the tune he was humming but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. As everything began sizzling in the pan, he turned back, he scooped some ice cream into the glass, and topped it up with milk and some syrup and ice cubes. He slammed a metal cup atop the glass causing Violet to yelp as began violently shaking the mixture. After a minute or two of shaking he took off and rinsed, dried and put away the metal cup. Occasionally glancing at his two Shrunken who just sat there, Rose cradling Violet, stroking at her hair as the young girl just followed his every movement filled with trepidation. He smiled softly down at them before turning his attention back to the pan, a quick toss of its contents and the sizzling returned, the top a little burnt but he seemed unphased, still humming away.
Another minute or so passed, a few consistent shakes to check it was loose before sliding it out onto a nearby plate before carrying it over next to his Shrunken, He cut off two small pieces and scooped them closer to Rose and Violet.
“Well, you two, it isn’t going to eat itself.” he gestured them toward the plate. Rose nudged at Violet and the two crawled toward the rim, taking up one of the pieces each. Rose took the first bite and Violet soon followed. Alex just lowered his head, his chin resting on the bars edge watching them with a gentle smile. Rose could feel his soft breath enveloping her body. She did find it strange that he wasn’t eating around them but rather just watching them, as if waiting for something.
Once they were finished, they both turned to meet his gaze. He looked down at them expectantly.
“Well....did we enjoy that?”
“Y-yes, thank you Master” Violet chimed up, surprising both Rose and Alex equally, both wearing the same shocked expression.
“Glad to hear it” he replied wiping the look on his face back to his normal, blank expression, extending a finger and gently petting Violet's head. “Now, time for me to get started” he outed as his fingers travelled from Violet and found their way around Rose’s waist. Swiftly hoisting her aloft. Before she could react, she found herself suddenly dropped into an ice cold, white liquid. She had to struggle hard to stay afloat in the thick, freezing waters. After the initial shock had run its course through her, she had no idea how much time had passed in the frozen waters she found herself trapped in. Looking through the frosted glass, she could barely make out the shadows. It seemed Violet was running back and forth towards the giant head. Given how his head was moving, Rose guessed Violet was literally feeding him. Clearly, he was enjoying the food given the sounds he was making but every so often she would see something extend out from his shadow and move up and down on Violets, it seemed to linger at certain places. The strange part was, the sounds Violet was making, Rose would’ve sworn it sounded like Violet was enjoying it too, but that couldn’t be right. Rose herself was shaken from her thoughts as the cold began so set in, she was kicking with all her might but between the thickness and the temperature, it was getting harder and harder to keep going, she had already lost feeling in her feet and hands. The more she thought about it, the heavier her limbs seemed to get, panic was starting to set in, her head swivelled, looking for something, anything to grab onto to hold her up but there wasn’t anything. She started splashing wildly, she’d have yelled out for help but the cold was making it harder to breathe let alone scream.
The splashing sounds caught Alex ear from where his head sat, he’d been enjoying his little feeding. It surprised him more that he didn’t even have to ask, as soon as he’d moved Rose away, the normally timid girl scrambled and started breaking off pieces of his omelette and held then out him, the pieces were tiny to him but in her arms they looked massive. He couldn’t help but steal a few licks at his pet while he was there. Her reactions to that surprised him just as much, instead of recoiling like he expected, she stood there and took it, a few times he would’ve sworn she leant into it. It hadn’t even been a full day since he’d claimed her, no way she could to be adjusted that quickly. ‘She’s either putting on a really convincing brave face like Rose clearly is, or I’ve broken her already.... I did go a bit too far last night, goddamn zero alcohol tolerance... Maybe I should apologise to them for how I treated last night?.. No, they’re not people Alex, you need to remember that, you shouldn’t lower yourself to that. Maybe I should ask Uncle, he’s a lot more experienced with Shrunken than me. I don’t want them to think I’m cruel after all. I just need them to understand their place now and we can have a mutually beneficial relationship.’
Alex thought train was derailed as the splashing intensified. “Whoops, forgot about you Rose!” he called out, his fingers diving in and pulling her soaked and sticky white form out the glass. She looked exhausted and he could feel her shaking. Knowing he needed to heat her up quickly, he tilted his head back and placed her into his mouth up to her neck. Feeling that she was still shivering, he began lapping at her naked body. The sweet flavour of the shake mixed with her natural taste was intoxicating. He couldn’t help but savour every lick. He could feel her tiny toes scrunch against his buds, her feet struggle and slight giggles escape her as his tongue tip danced and pressed against the tiny appendages. The giggles continued as he travelled up, savouring at her legs. Exploring all around, not a single inch went untouched by the rough probe as it orbited her waist, lapping up every drop of her former liquid prison that still clung to her. His breath bore down on her face from his nose above her and the sounds of enjoyment echoed throughout her body, the sensations and vibrations she felt were enough to bring her to her edge, a sudden violent impress between her legs pushed her far past her limit. Her back arching in reaction, thighs quaking and body tensing. A powerful wave of pleasure resonated across every inch coming to a head as she couldn’t stop herself from crying out “Yes, Oh God Yes!!” before it all suddenly vanished from her, her body collapsing, heaving and revelling in the afterglow as short-lived as it was, finding herself dragged back out the warm mouth and being encompassed in the massive hand, travelling back down to table height.
“That should make up for my lapse in judgement yeah? Good” he beckoned down as he reached for her former glass prison with his other hand, chugging down its frozen sea of contents, his grip on her tensing slightly, almost in reaction to him finding out just how cold it actually was and warming her up, but Rose shook that thought off. He kidnapped her to be his pet after all. Her thoughts were interrupted as he slammed down the empty glass with an audible ahh of enjoyment before a strange beeping began quietly echoing in the room. Alex’s attention lashed across the room to the clock then back towards the table.
“Damn, lost track of time again, come on, gotta move” he outed scooping up Violet mercilessly in his other hand and quickly moving into his room. “Sorry bout the mess, I’ll clean up once I’m out” he yelled toward the other door, a stifled groan of hungover female acknowledgment echoed out to them before Alex scrambled away, closed his own door and shuffled toward the now loudly beeping computer.
Rose felt herself drop roughly onto the desk, Violet soon followed and scurried over to her. Both found themselves staring up at the cinema sized screen as it lit up an image of what looked like a younger Alex, maybe early teens with a middle-aged man on a beach which served as a backdrop to a screen filled edge to edge with icons, a few touches from Alex's giant hand later, the beeping stopped and the face of a much older man appeared. Salt and pepper hair adorned a wrinkled, dishevelled face, greyed features but deep, dark eyes cut through. The backdrop seemed to be that of a similar beach as before but from a much further and higher angle, there seemed to be a low, aged stone wall directly behind the man, the strange standout was the lab coat the man wore, hardly beach attire Rose thought.
“Hey, Hey Kiddo, how goes the Vay Kay??” the excitement was palpable from just a single sentence.
“Good Morning Uncle, I see Jaz has been teaching you ‘Hip Lingo’ again” Alex replied formally
“I can neither confirm nor deny the allegations made against me” the older man chuckled off, a chuckle echoed by Alex as he dropped and shook his head sarcastically
“We both know that means yes, Uncle. But as for your inquiry, the trip is going fine, a little hiccup with the ship messed up the first day’s plan but worked out for the best” Alex replied and gestured over to the plexiglass cages over his shoulder. At the same time, Rose found the rough grain of his finger press into her back and stroke up and down the length of her naked body, causing her to shudder and cling tighter to Violet whose attention stayed glued to the screen.
“Nice haul Kiddo! I’d call that great for a first time out!” the man encouraged.
“Indeed, just have to ensure they receive the proper training. I’d hate to have to leave any unruly Shrunken behind.”
“That would be a bit of a waste but I guess neither of us have the time to do it here, should’ve seen you’d have such a logical decision made this early on rather than just indulging in them like I would be at your age” his words caused Alex to shy away slightly embarrassed “.... Or you’ve already done that hahahaha that’s my boy!” The man announced, clapping and reclining with a hearty laugh, enough to rock the man from the old iron style seat he was in.
“Look, it wasn’t my fault, Jaz convinced me to go out celebrating at the bar, I had way too many, you know how she gets! And I just...did it” Alex outed, breaking his monotone, formal language for a more casual tone.
The man continued to laugh a bit before chiming back in “Yeah... She’s like her mother like that, any excuse... I’m surprised you got served, you’re technically underage for the ship but let me guess. Jaz had the bartender wrapped round her finger and he didn’t even look your way?”
Alex just nodded
“Some things never change... Anyway, tell me how your first hunt went. We’re taking a break from the lab so I want to hear all about it.... “
Alex quickly regained his posture and resorted to his formal tone as he regaled the man with yesterday’s events. About the ship coming to shore, all the places he visited, people he took and where, he went into great detail about when he took Rose, Violet, and the Mother in the cage. Taking Violet as she came back in from a swim at sea, as she screamed to him for help after finding her guardians gone and the beach empty but with all their stuff still there. Rose felt Violet tense into her as he chuckled about agreeing to help and shrinking her as soon as her back turned. A rather cruel thing to laugh about, even given the already horrific circumstances Rose pondered. The Mother he had seen coming out a run-down apartment block, saying that ‘the reds must’ve missed it thinking it was abandoned’ whatever the ‘reds’ were.
“Wow.... You certainly had a good run kiddo. Wish I coulda been there on your first hunt”
“I’d have liked that but alas, when you get a breakthrough, you must follow through”
“Did.... Did you just quote me at me?? Well, aren’t we the little genius?” the old man feigned recoil as he laughed
“Speaking of, how goes the follow-through?”
“Nothing concrete yet, just a few hypotheses and formulae that work theoretically but we’ll need a couple practical runs, hopefully on the next cruise with some fodder to check out”
“You could always use some of mine if you want to try it on?”
“No no no, we’re not using yours as lab rats, they're your Shrunken, for you, for working so hard. Not for my lab experiments.”
“I’ve got plenty of credit from my first dumps and helping round up some cars and materials for the clean-up crew. I could pick up some fodder from the store or keep a few unsavouries from the next ports?”
“I really appreciate the offer but we’d be best trying it on some fresh ones first before trying to reinforce already used Shrunken then see if we can adapt it”
“True, that does make more sense... “
“Anyway, you’re supposed to be enjoying yourself, not thinking of my work... How’s your little secret projects going?”
“Well its still going, and still secret! I’m not spoiling any till their done”
“Ach, you’re no fun! “
“Well, I believe you’re fun enough for the two of us. Plus, I’m not having you blow it to Jaz! We both know if she asked and fluttered her eyes, you’d crack like sugar glass in a gale!”
“Ouch, talk about cold blooded.”
“Just calling it like it is, Uncle. Speaking of call, I think someone’s trying to get you” Alex pointed toward the screen corner, a little black thing seemed to be shifting behind the older man, bobbing up and down on the stone wall.
“Oh, you’re right... “ the man turned his back to the frame and returned, a Shrunken woman adorned his palm in a full maid outfit. Causing Rose to perk up to her feet, subconsciously walking closer to the screen to make sure her eyes weren't playing tricks on her.
“Ahh little Maria, how’re you doing?”
The woman stood and bowed like a proper maid towards Alex, taking the hem of the skirt daintily in both hands and raising it in a curtsey as she did.
“Master Alexander, I am very well thank you for asking. If I’m not being too forward, I understand you’ve recently undertaken your first Shrunken gathering. If it is no imposition, I was hoping that I may see your collection?”
“Not at all Maria, unfortunately the room layout makes it difficult and I’m yet to scan most of them to send you their details. I do have these two to hand however.” His face wandered down toward Rose, before she could react, he snatched her up in his left hand, his right lifted Violet like a prize in a claw machine. He rolled and opened his hand, allowing Rose to get to her feet, the other hand came over and let go of Violet, standing her on his open hand alongside Rose in front of the screen. Both Rose and Violet tried to cover themselves with their arms but Alex quickly moved their arms back to their sides. Both the handheld Maid and older man leaned forward taking in a long look at them, she could tell the focus was more on her than Violet causing her to struggle as hard as she could to get away but the slightest flex in Alex grip soon put a stop to that.
“Wonderful catches Master Alexander. Will both of them be available for play or are they off limits? Personally, I’d love to see how limber your crimson beauty is.” Something about the look on her face sent shivers down Rose spine.
Before Alex could answer, the maid was pulled away and interrupted by the older man. “Did you just come to find out about some more playmates for yourself? You’re incorrigible Maria. Now scurry along before I choose to play with you” as he leaned out of screen chuckling and lowering his hands to the ground before coming back in sans maid.
“Maria never changes does she?” Alex joked
“Some things never will.... Did I hear you right, you haven’t scanned most of them yet? How have you been training them?”
“These two haven’t needed any punishments yet, only two of the others have needed corrected so I spanked them red raw.” Alex admitted rather downheartedly
“I see... And how did you feel about that?”
“Honestly Uncle, I didn’t enjoy it. Sure, they’re Shrunken and mine to do with but it felt kind of, overly cruel but at the same time, the law needed laid out...”
“I know, that’s usually the way it ends up, but I fear you may be too gentle for your own good when it comes to keeping Shrunken... That said, not every form of punishment appeals to everyone, I know Jasmin will have been taught to punish and reward them sexually, ever her mother in that regard but you have never expressed much interest in that avenue of teaching... Maybe you should punish them materially?” the man offered with an upbeat tone.
“What do you mean Uncle?”
“Rather than physically punishing unruly shrunken by spanking or breaking something, instead reward good behaviour with gifts, clothes, furnishings that sort of thing and punish by removing clothes and furnishings from disobedient Shrunken.” Alex hand tensed slightly under Rose and Violet. Rose turned back up to look but Alex face was expressionless, his eyes looked at her but couldn’t see her, is if they were looking right through her.
“An interesting hypothesis, I had already explained that well behaved Shrunken would be rewarded by being moved from the display cages to my personal bedside abode. I hadn't considered upgrading the display cages themselves as a separate form of reward. Clothing may interfere with my intentions for some of them but it would also provide opportunity to display their obedience. I really should scan them now and get naming and assign roles and...” A thunderous bang came from the screen, shouts of man off camera swearing profanities in a thick Scottish accent could be heard amidst a dark smoke wafting into the background.
“Well you should get on that Kiddo, sounds like Harry’s just about blowing up the lab and I’m pretty sure I should stop him or you’ll have no home to come back to.” The man joked with an air of panic in his voice “Now enjoy the rest of your trip and call me if you need anything at all”
“I will Uncle, thank you. Give Maria and the others my best.” Alex rushed out.
“Will do, catch ya later kiddo!“ the man beckoned as the screen went blank and then back to the screensaver. An audible sigh exuded from Alex; his warm breath rushed over Rose causing her to shiver from the gust. His eyes opened, this time focussing in on her, she forced a warm smile to the surface. Everything she’d heard was a lot to take in, she wasn’t sure of anything right now until she’d have time to process it all.
“Well, I’ll let you get ready while I get the rest of them sorted” Alex outed as he shifted his way over to the bed, opening up the wall and dropping Rose in the bedroom of the bedside dollhouse, closing the wall behind her. Violet called out to Rose who watched from the glassless window as Alex walked away carrying Violet off back out the room. Her eyes wandered over to the women in the wall cages, all huddled together, scrambling away from him as he walked past, except for one blonde woman who seemed to rush after him, pressing herself hard against the glass, as if to get or rather give a better view, she was getting strange, oddly threatening looks from the rest. Looks which she seemed to copy and fire in Rose’s direction, causing her to retreat back into the room. Letting out a defeated sigh, she decided she would eventually take a proper look around the place, she had a feeling she was going to be spending the rest of her life here in this tiny prison. A sad thought as she sat on the edge of the bed. Taking time to realise all that was going on and without anyone else depending on her this second, she couldn’t hold back the tears anymore, she pulled her legs up, cradling her head to her knees as the endless floods poured out. ‘A pet, is that all I am now, just some guy's little sex pet to parade around and show off like a glorified trophy, and just as discardable...’ thoughts of the women from last night's dinner came through, the image of that dolled up princess, blood coming from her head and thrown away like nothing froze Rose’s blood cold. Surely, he wouldn’t do that to her. She'd actually slapped him and all he did was yell, the worst he’d done so far was spank someone... even he seemed repulsed by that brutal display. Rose felt a warmth over her skin, exactly like his hand that night as he cradled her away from the violent dinner sight, it was warm and comforting, reflexively, Rose leaned back into the warmth but her eyes darted open as she fell back onto the bedsheets. She lay there for a second, clearly her body was playing tricks on her, but what she couldn’t understand, and what really scrambled her brain, was although her body made her feel the hand of her massive captor around, why was it she found comfort in it. He’d robbed her of any future, used her as a sex toy but still, when she thought of him, all she could picture was his smile and dinner and his gentle touch that night. Now her mind wandered to a new thought. Which was the real Alex? The heartless captor, eager to please himself. Or the Gentle Giant, perceiving himself as her saviour, who’d given her the best night of her life after her worst day?
Violet found herself roughly deposited onto a cold wooden desk wedged between the two bedroom doors. Alex towered over her as he pulled out the accompanying wooden chair from under the desk, perching himself to sit before looking over his shoulder with a sigh. He soon righted himself and headed back up the back of the main room toward the kitchen where the remnants of his breakfast and dishes lay where they’d been left. Taking them over to the sink, he started up the taps and left his back turned to rest of the room, leaving Violet to scramble to her feet. She had tried being more ‘receptive’ to her situation this morning but everything her captor had said to the man over the computer had reminded her of the fear she had felt throughout yesterday. It was clear he had no intention of ever letting her go and instead, he planned to keep her forever if she obeyed, and who knows what if she didn’t. Taking her chance, she scanned across the room. A huge suite reeking of luxury, between the polished marble floor, mahogany furnishings and a massive white leather couch facing off the biggest tv she had ever seen. Strewn on the coffee table sat dusty boxes that looked like vintage video games from before Violet was even born. Beyond this massive living room looked to be the suites main door. She didn’t have a plan on how to get out, she just knew she had to. She began running frantically all over the desk, looking for anyway she could get down but she couldn’t find anything at the front and didn’t feel like taking her chances jumping to the chair and then being sat on before she could get down from there. Looking toward the back of the desk, there were a few textbooks with titles like ‘Advanced Engineering: The Scale Model Makers Guide to the Miniverse’, ‘Raspberry Pi for Dummies’ and ‘Programming 101’, the rest continuing along the themes of making models, 3D printing and micro-robotics. The last book caused Violet to pause for a moment, the spine read ‘Introverts Handbook to People-ing'. She could feel her curiosity wanting to look at this standout book further but the sound of glass clanging snapped Violet back as she looked upward toward the top of the books. A strange glass chamber sat atop, taking a step back to look closer, there seemed to be metal restraints inside. Restraints that seemed to be the right size for someone her size. Fearing it some kind of prison or torture device, Violet sprinted to the back of the desk, praying for some kind of power cord or anything she could climb down and get the hell out of here.
Reaching the back however caused her heart to sink. Nothing. Not a single thing she could use to climb down. Her next reaction was looking for anything she could use to hide. The pile of books sat too close to the back edge; a tiny nudge of the desk would lead to a massive drop for her. Looking to the left side, there was an ornate yet oddly shaped jewellery box sat. Violet approached the box, standing taller than she was looking for how to get inside, eventually eying the answer just over her head. She gripped and pulled with all her strength at the golden stud latch, its sudden pop sent Violet stumbling back onto her pert backside with a miniscule thump on the wood. She quickly scrambled back to her feet, hoisted the lid up as high as she could and squeezed herself over the rim, stumbling once in, the lid slammed shut behind her, a metallic click sealed her fate, the latch had locked behind her. She tried pushing with all her might but the lid wouldn’t budge at all. A sudden storm of rolling thunder and a proceeding earthquake dropped Violet to her knees, a meek squeak edged out as she slapped her hands over her own mouth and held her breath hoping her hiding place was good enough for now and she could worry about escaping later.
Alex dropped into the chair, finally done with his dishes, he could get back to his task at hand, scan, shop for clothes, and then organize the retrofit of the cages for the rest of the trip and the rest of his intended catches. If he got it done quick enough, he’d research the ships next stop and sort out his wishlist. However, it became quite obvious that something was missing, that little shrunken girl he’d brought through to scan first. He reached and tilted the book pile toward him, checking she wasn’t hiding behind them. No Luck, next he tilted himself to look under the desk, nothing. He righted himself a bit too quickly, getting hit with some room spin, lurching forward, he slammed on the desk to catch himself. An audible squeak found its way to his ears as his head hung low to the desk.
“Aww did we try to hide in the box and get stuck little Shrunken?” he called down with an air of sarcasm as he flicked the latch open, followed quickly by the lid, flooding Violets eyes with the blinding light of the room.
“If you wanted to see what was in there, you just had to wait till you were scanned and I would’ve picked one out for you, but since you’re so impatient, go ahead and pick one now” something sinister in his tone sent shivers down her spine as she looked around. Strewn on hooks around the walls of the box were what looked like tiny dog collars, they varied in material from soft and rough fabrics to soft leather, some had a lacey flower design and other studded and spiked. The only thing the same was the tags, little silver heart shapes with numbers on them. Violet just stared at the display around her, frozen eyes wide in horror. He really was making them his pets.
“What's the matter, stagefright? Well, that’s alright. We’ll get you scanned and then pick one out, you can pick one out for Rose too since it looks like I’ll be keeping you two together.... unless you try escaping or hiding from me again, understood?”
Violet turned back as massive fingers pressed into her gut and back pinching and hoisting her up to his massive face.
“Ye...Yes Master...” she whimpered out in defeat.
“Glad we got that sorted then” as he placed her back onto the desk and brought down the glass prison. Dread filled Violet's heart as the device seemed to come to life as soon as it touched down on the desk. His hand twisted the glass case open and nudged Violet towards it with a playful flick to her ass.
“It's a scanner. It scans your body and sends me the data for ordering clothes and outfits for you to make sure they fit in all the right ways”. He outed as she stepped in and placed her arms up on the metal bars. A careful hand fixed them into place before forcing its way between her legs, spreading them and latching her ankles to the bars.
“Ok, Now close your eyes. This tends to get really bright and I don’t want you damaged.” as he patted her on the head with his finger, ruffling her hair slightly before retreating and sealing the glass door. As soon as it made the slightest whir, Violet scrunched her eyes as hard as she could. Vibrant multicoloured lights seemed to go up and down in a spinning motion judging by the colours she could make out through her eyelids. A minute or two and the whirs stopped, the glass opened and pressing digits eased her out of the restraints and walked her out, a gentle finger held infront for her to hold onto as she stumbled out. Before she could take a look around and recover her sight, the other hand thrust toward her, something pinched between the fingers. Before she could even react, a deep click came from behind her neck and a sudden weight fell around her neck and chest. Reaching her hands up she felt something leathery around her neck, following it round and looking down a massive silver heart sat atop her cleavage, easily as big as her hand, a number ‘2’ engraved into it. She clutched and looked up, tears starting in her eyes but her captor wasn’t even looking her way, instead he was typing something up on a tablet.
“Okay, firstly, my apologies, given the likely time this will take to get through all of you, I can ill afford you the time to choose your own collars. Now that then formalities are over with, let's get this started. What's your name?” he asked, completely Monotone.
“V... Violet Jamieson... Master!” she shouted up with a light hop. Struggling to hold herself upright under the weight of her tag.
“Number 1....Rose.... Characters....Roles....Rating... We’ll sort all those out later... Number 2... Violet.... Number 3....”
He muttered to himself as he typed away going through each number up to 12.
“We’ll number 2, as you have been mostly well behaved so far, I give you permission to go by your given name of Violet, however your surname is now irrelevant so you can forget it. Continue to behave well and you may be given permission to use my name as your surname, understood?”
Violet stood in awe, just like that, any semblance of who she was had been ripped from her and part of it handed back as if it was some kind of gift... a bare nod was all she could manage.
“Very good, now I’m going to allow you to look through this and pick out some clothes to wear, I have picked out what I want for you and the essentials so you can focus on comfort clothes for now, Tops, Bottoms, Pyjamas, things to wear when I haven’t told you something specific to wear, that sort of thing.” he finished as he stood the tablet up in front of her on what looked like some kind of shopping website. The left side had images of the item and the right had tabs.
“M... Master?”
“Yes Violet?” he responded monotone as he fiddled with his watch.
“H... How much should I get?”
“The cost is irrelevant”
“N...no, as in how many outfits should I pick?”
“Ahh, in that case, pick out 7 days' worth of casual, sleepwear and underwear, oh and pick a nice party dress and whatever accessories are required for the look.”
“Thank you Master” Violet outed, something about calling him ‘Master’ made her sick to her stomach but she feared whatever punishments he would dole out more. So, she dove back to the tablet. Every piece of clothing looked lovely, any other setting and she would’ve spent hours going through putting together the perfect outfit to save for. Everything looked designer, some of the underwear was a bit more on the skimpy side than she would even think of wearing.
“Uhh Master”
“Yes Violet” he responded in the same monotone
“What does this Yellow E mean?”
“Edible”
“Sh... Should I get some of that?”
“Would be pretty pointless... the purpose of this shopping is to give you some comforts for good behaviour, while getting some of that would potentially be good in the long run, unless you plan on me eating it off you, stick to normal clothing please.” He returned, breaking his tone with a slight chuckle
“Yes Master, I will!” she exclaimed, Alex mistook the relief in her voice for excitement
‘Uncle was right, comforts are the better system for Shrunken! Alex thought to himself before turning back to watch Violet at work, her tiny hands slamming against the tablet screen to scroll through the clothing, every so often adding to cart. After a few minutes she turned to meet his calm smile and gaze.
“That you finished Violet?”
“Yes Master” she acknowledged
“Perfect, in that’s case, let's get you back, put this one Rose while I deal with the next Shrunken” He announced, handing Violet a collar, Red lacey fabric, a heavy metallic heart balanced out two smooth metal blocks at each end of the collar. There was no kind of latch as far as Violet could see, she brought the ends together slowly eventually feeling them pull towards each other, a magnetic latch. It took all her strength to pull them away before they touched.
Before she could react, the wall in front of Rose tore open and a familiar hand swarmed over her, as quick as it came in, it opened, dropping the still nude Violet atop her, retreated and the wall shut again. Immediately, Rose attention came to Violet as a loud metallic clank echoed in the room. The young girl scrambling off of Rose and walked back toward the door way, tears welling up and her hands out.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, he made me do it, I didn’t want to, but I didn’t want him to get angry and hurt me, not like those two or worse, I had to do it.” Violet screamed as she ran out of the room.
Rose sat up and felt herself lurch forward under the weight pulling at her neck. Immediately she grabbed at the heart tag resting on her breasts, the number 1 engraved on it. She heard another door slam down the hall, a little click told Rose she’d locked the door, a meek sorry found its way through the door to Rose ears and she just collapsed back down onto her bed. The weight of the heart served to remind Rose that she really was a pet now. She would’ve cried as well if she had any tears left to shed, instead, she just threw on the same discarded white lacey underwear from the night before and made her way out the room.
She wanted to let Violet know she wasn’t mad but decided against it, thinking it best to leave her to get it out her system and instead took the time to look around her new ‘home’. Making her way toward the stair case, she counted 3 extra bedrooms down one side of the hall, about half the size of the master bedroom she’d been in, the same little single beds and bare furnishings in the rooms, as she went to look in the rooms further down the hall, her shoulders tensed and head dropped as the screams from the other women in the plexiglass cages screeched through the dollhouse before being drowned out again, followed by the rolling thunder of giant footsteps leaving the giant room. Returning to her exploration she found the rooms down the hall were a sparking bathroom, the softest towels she had ever felt adorned the room. The other seemed to be a utility room, a washing machine, dryer and extra towels filled the back wall of shelves. Reaching the stairs, she looked up into the attic and found a massive room stretching across the length of the building filled with single beds, little bedside tables with lamps, strangely, they all seemed bolted to the floor. Looking over to the other side, there was a separate room, through its open door seemed to be a large bathroom, likely the same as the other on her level Rose waved off as she started back down the stairs, stumbling as she got to the bottom as the thunder and screams returned. Going all the way down the stairs, she found herself in the massive living room she’d briefly seen the day before, two rather large leather corner sofas, enough to fit 10 people, at least to her size sat around an equally large coffee table and tv, a tiny remote sat on the table, a quick button pressed and the screen flash to life, cause Rose to startle and just as quickly shut it off as she dropped the remote. The last room on her tour was the kitchen. It certainly looked the part, smooth polished white cabinets and appliances. The hum of the fridge told her it was running but upon looking inside to find it empty, she felt her head hang. Eric words that it was pointless for Shrunken to eat normal food echoed as she pepped up and closed the door. Ignoring another rumble of thunder and screams, she continued to check every cabinet and cupboard but found them equally as empty. She wandered back into the living room and threw herself down on the couch, turning on the tv and turning up the volume loud enough to drown out the sounds of Alex’s back and forth visits to the room. She couldn’t help but think how strange it was that the obviously hand built dollhouse had a furnished and functioning kitchen....it was so pointless if normal food is as redundant as Eric made it out to be last night.
Flicking through the available channels, she found herself on a news channel and couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Stories about a puppy that predicted the winner of a horse race, the next news channels she was burning through were all covering equally as ridiculous and irrelevant stories. Her whole town had just been picked apart and taken as pets, how is nowhere talking about this? Surely a whole town disappearing overnight would be news worthy enough to at least warrant discussion, military involvement, hell an FBI statement or something. Someone must have noticed! So why was nowhere talking about this. Rose was so blinded by her emotions; she didn’t even notice the wall behind the TV disappear and be replaced by the maw of her master.
“It's The Company’s doing” his bland voice ushed into the room, causing Rose to jump off the couch and slam her shin into the solid coffee table
“What company???” she panicked out
“Not A Company, THE Company. The Company is who I work for, who everyone on this cruise works for. They’ve covered it up, and they’ll continue to cover it up, both your town and the rest of the towns on this tour that’ll disappear over the rest of this vacation. Either no one will know, or it’ll be written off as a sudden natural disaster, a nuclear meltdown, whatever excuse comes to mind for The Company at the time and the disappearances of the towns and all its people will simply fade from memory after a few months. No one will know and anyone who looks too hard will ‘disappear’ just as easily.
“Thats horrible, no, it's fucking sick!” Rose called back out.
“I suppose I can see from your point of view, that’s the most reasonable response.” He replied, neither his tone nor expression changing.
“How else can it possibly be seen??”
“Look at it externally, your town was dead, I don’t mean abandoned, but the residents were really going nowhere, the town wasn’t exactly a tourist haven anymore, and if anything, the town as a whole was drawing more on our limited planetary resources than it was putting back. It was a drain, a nuisance, so The Company cleaned it up. The land can be cleared for re-forestation, the materials there, recycled for more effective cities and the occupants given as pets to employees as a morale boosting initiative. A beautiful logical solution in the long run.”
Rose was left stunned by this, she wanted to argue, to fight with every fibre of her being... but she couldn’t think of anything, in its own absolutely sick and twisted way, it wasn’t wrong. It made sense, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became at herself before finally bursting out:
“So, you can just kidnap people and claim it's for the good of everyone, that’s sick, beyond sick, you’re insane for calling anything like that beautiful.”
“Look Rose, you don’t have a say in this, I don’t have a say in this, this is just how things are. Now come on out with the others, got stuff to do and then you can go stormy in a huff that life isn't fair. Or you can realise that you don’t have to live and work in a rinky dink downtrodden town and instead enjoy some high life perks, even if it's as a classy pet.”
Before Rose could even think to reply, her view was being engulfed by a fleshy prison pressing its way into the room. Out of reaction, Rose thrust her arms into the air as she was encased and withdrawn from the oddly comfort filled domain back into the limelight. It served as a sickening reminder of just how small she really was as her torso rested on her captors' hand while her legs dangled helplessly under her.
She found herself deposited on the shelf below the plexiglass cages alongside the naked forms of the women kept in there, each seemed to have been given a collar like she had, a mix of designs but each individually numbered on the same heart tag she had on, all with a mix of frightful expressions bore on their faces, all bar one blonde who seemed awestruck as Alex wheeled over the chair from the computer desk and perched himself infront of his assembled gallery of girls.
“Good Afternoon Shrunken” he deemed down to all of them.
“Good Afternoon Master” then called back in a disheartened and defeated unison, a smile stretching across his face as he leant forward, his arms now resting on the edge infront of them all, bringing his giant face level with them.
“I’m glad to see you all remembered the rules from last night. I would like to again reiterate that that is what I expect of you, obedience at all times and sexual play from time to time. In return I will promise you will be well taken care of and I will never do anything violent or overly cruel to you. Instead, those who behave will be rewarded with luxuries such as furnishings and clothing, at times of your own choice as most of you now know from being allowed to choose some clothing for yourselves to wear. Misbehaviour will result these being taken away appropriate to the moment, repeated misbehaviour and you will be sold off to the shop, the credits for which will be spent on those who did behave. Now Rose, Number 1, please describe to the others the kind of people they can expect to be sold to.” He shifted his hand, motioning her forward. Rose felt their piercing gaze on her, the only one there atleast in some form of clothing seemed to draw the ire of everyone there.
“I.... I saw men, women and children adorned as jewellery, watched children use us as dipping sticks for fondue. A friend of mine bound in frilly bondage gear, her owner ignorant of the pain he put her in.... I saw one man kill a girl for just stumbling as she walked... I still see her face... And the blood... “ Rose trailed off as she felt tears begin to well just picturing that poor woman. Alex reached his hand towards her as she instinctively cuddled into the giant finger that stroked at her cheek in comfort.
“Look, there's no reason this can’t be an amicable relationship between Shrunken and Owner. As a measure of faith, I will allow each of you to ask me one question, which I will answer as honestly as I am able. I will also be wiping the slate clean for those who were punished last night for disobedience. A fresh start for everyone I believe is fair in establishing trust between us” He offered with an open smile, looks of fear and disgust were all that were returned to him.
“How can you expect any of us to trust you, you’re a stranger that kidnapped, shrunk and raped us all. You think you can just buy our trust with fancy clothes and the fear that everyone else is worse than you??” A tall brunette belted out stepping towards the waiting face, her figure not unappealing, generous in the right places with legs for days. Alex was certainly enjoying the view as he failed to hide himself lick his lips sending a shiver down Rose’s spine.
“Well Number 8,.. Madison I believe... I don’t expect you to trust me, not right now atleast, I want it but I know that not everyone will be as adaptable to their new lives as some. Some will dig and claw at every fabric of their previous life in a desperate attempt to hold onto hope. Allow me to dissuage this. There is no hope, this is your lives, you can either fight and be broken or you can attempt to accept this and make the best of your bad situation. Think of it this way, I will get what I want regardless of cooperation so wouldn’t it be better to even try to go along with it and save us all the extra trouble? Next question.”
Madison attempted to speak up again but the young mother reached forward and grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to the main group and inching forward herself.
“My son.... what happened to my son?” she meeked out.
“I thought that was what you would ask about, your child has been taken away and will be raised by The Company, it will be given an education and will be well looked after. Should he prove useful, he will be given a job within The Company. All doors within will be open to him. In summary, you likely will never see him again, but in time he will live a good life and have prime opportunities normal people can only dream of” Alex attempted to reason out.
The woman stood speechless trying to take all of it in, all that sunk in was the reality her baby had been ripped from her and she would never see him again, the woman just broke down to her knees in tears. Rose took a step forward, a hand outreached as if she was going to comfort the woman, but the others just shot her a glare as Madison put an arm round the woman, helped her to her feet and walked her back to the group.
“Before any of the rest of you ask, I hate repeating myself unnecessarily so allow me to answer your likely questions. Firstly, no you can never see your family again, unless owned by someone I know personally, there is no way for me to find out who now owns, or what happened to, any specific Shrunken you may have previously known. Why did I do this to you, as I have already explained to Rose over here, The Company I work for has organised cruises like this for their staff to visit desolate and dying towns in order to acquire Shrunken such as yourselves for our entertainment, at the same time, freeing up land and resources to better the world as a whole. Lastly, no I will not let you go, I personally sourced most of you and intend to take you back home once the cruise is over, along with any others I bring back here, with a few exceptions” He added as he motioned to the older woman up in a separate cage.
“Now do any of you have any other questions?” However, most of the women stood speechless, as Alex proceeded to get up, the strange blonde rushed forward.
“How do we get into the fancy house next to you like those other two?” she yelled up at him. He continued to get up, turning to face her and sweeping her up with a single swoop.
“Well, that’s only for my favourites, the ones who behaved best so far, so if you want to be moved to there, you have to be a good girl, understand?” he asked with a smirk and tilt of his head as his other hand came up and became stroking at the blonde's naked form, unsurprisingly, instead of moving away from his finger, she instead leaned into it, grinding her crotch and heaving her chest to his digit, even from down on the shelf, Rose and the others could see and hear this confusing display.
Alex could feel the fabric of his boxers stretch as he enjoyed the feel of her silken skin against his palm, the sounds of tiny ahh’s and she ground her now drenched thighs and pussy against his fingertip, deciding he still had things to do, he started moving his finger to her rhythm forcing her tiny hands to grip at his palm, her feet pressed as hard as they could, her eyes stared deep into his as she bit her lower lip. Alex took charge, roughly speeding up and pressing his tip into her as hard as he could without breaking her, the fingers of the hand she lay in coming down, pressing her shoulders down, flattening out and playing with her tiny nipples poking out of her perky breasts, her ah’s broken into cries of “Oh Yes, yes, yes” as he fondled her body like clay. Everyone below could only watch in mixes of shock, fear and disgust as this giant monster brought the strange woman to an epic climax, her outburst of “FUCK!.. ME!.. ” as loud as her tiny lungs could manage.
As she attempted to roll to her side and pull herself to his finger to cuddle, she instead found herself being lowered, his other hand disappearing from view entirely and she travelled down on what felt like a runaway elevator, coming to a sudden halt. She quickly scrambled to hold on as the hand she lay on tilted, however he shook the finger she clung to making her fall completely. She couldn’t help but scream, thinking he had brought her to the best climax of her life, only to throw her away. Her illusion broke as she felt herself thump against some springy, soft and warm fabric, opening her eyes to the black walls of his boxers as his phallus towered over her. She stretched her feet out to be met the warm flesh of his balls, thrusting her arms up hoping for that lovely tower to come down upon her. Alex seeing this pressed his erection to her and let go of his waistband, the elastic snap forcing the others out of their stupor and starting to panic, wondering what he was going to do next.
Alex took a moment to adjust himself and his passenger in his underwear, he could feel her tiny fingernails along his cock, her tiny toes curl to his balls for grip as she stroked, licked and ground herself to his engorged member. The slight shudders of his demeanour meant he clearly felt what she was doing in there, the smile told Rose he was enjoying it however, his town stayed formal as he spoke down to them all.
“Now, I have a very busy afternoon ahead of me. I have to finish cataloging you all, redesign the cage system and make preparations for the coming days and the next port call hunt.”
Something about calling what he was doing ‘hunting’ drove an uneasy feeling to the pit of all their stomachs as he continued on
“As an exercise in trust, I leave you all free to explore this room as I do what I must. There are a few ground rules however. You are not to set foot inside the bedside house without my express permission, second, please stay away from the space below my work desk so as to avoid being stepped on or crushed under my chair, lastly, you will come when ordered to. No hiding or refusing to come when called, there will be consequences for disobedience. Are we clear?”
They all just gave a blank and worried nod
“Good, should you wish to join me, I would not decline the company however I cannot dedicate any time to any meaningful conversation so please do not interrupt my work if you intend on being a distraction.” He replied as he wheeled his chair back over to his computer, sat on it and began tapping away on the screen. Rose curiosity wanted to wander over to see on what he was doing but the glares on her back froze her in place.
After a few minutes of collectively standing in silence, 4 of the women hurried past Rose, looking over the edge for a way down to the floor, noticing an indented ladder at the edge, next to his computer desk. Rose watched as they rushed over practically bashing each other out the way as the scrambled over, down and across the floor, one headed under the bed, one sprinted toward the open ensuite and the other two towards the room door. A few more catered their courage and followed suit. Eventually leaving Rose alone with Madison and the grieving Mother, still sobbing away. She turned back to face them and approached slowly, Madison wore distinct ire freezing Rose in place, without even thinking she just outed:
“What is your problem with me? As far as I know, we’ve never met, so I don’t get why you’re being so rude!”
“Rude, you wanna talk rude? Your living it in up the mini mansion, fancy dresses and cocktail parties while the rest of us clung naked on display, ripped from our families while you’re acting like you’re on some kind of vacation with your Sugar Daddy!”
“What the fuck gave you that idea? You think I like being there, within arms reach of...of...HIM? Being dolled up and paraded like some kind of accessory, dunked in his drink and raped by his tongue. I never asked for any of this, I don’t want any of this so where the fuck do you get off on your horse acting like I’m so much better off than you. Tell you what, why don’t you try almost freezing, drowning and getting nearly eaten and then you can have a go at how I’m so much better off than you!”
Madison was just stunned, so was Rose inside, she’d just let all her frustrations go at this strange woman, not completely undeserved but still, she’d just unloaded everything. Part of her wanted to apologise but the way Madison looked back at her, cradling the crying Mother. Rose just couldn’t stomach her any longer.
“You know what, fuck you, stay up there on your high horse, it won’t be me that falls when it comes crumbling down under you.” Rose finished and strode off towards Alex, she knew she’d just burned any hope she had of fitting in with the others, Violet was still in the dollhouse distraught, Alex was the only thing she could go to as she jumped across the gap between the desks, wandered around the keyboard and sat on the thumb of his resting hand, defeated by herself she just sighed. Alex glanced down at her saddened demeanour but simply returned to his work.
Alex had barely noticed her thump down on his thumb like a log stool, even less attention diverted towards the lacey white garments struggling to contain her assets. Instead his imagination focused on on the cage design he intended to go for. Not including the solo cages he kept for the souvenir Shrunken he intended as gifts for his ‘Uncle’, he had settled on a 3 tier system. A lower cage almost on shelf level for the misbehaving and new Shrunken, a middle set of box room cages, large enough to function as a small bedroom served by interconnect stairs and shared spaces such as bathrooms or sitting and feeding rooms on each level. This would be for his well behaved Shrunken, who would be allowed to decorate and furnish their own little rooms. The top tier was similar to the attic of the dollhouse on a much longer scale, one large bathroom area at the far end next to the room door with a long line of beds and small wardrobes. This would serve for the Shrunken who he decided to give a role. Once their training was finished, they would live and breathe the role given by him. Keeping the shelf as high as possible would deter any unwanted attention for guests Jazz brought back who might wander in to borrow a Shrunken when he wasn’t there.
All in all, the capacity would allow him to keep around 100 shrunken along the bottom in rather cramped conditions to help incentivise good behaviour. The middle section would allow for 7 rows of 12 rooms at maximum efficiency of the wall space with the top cage being able to hold 40. Adding the final touch of a lock system for the top cage he finalised the design and sent it off for commission. A rather hefty purchase which between itself and all the clothes bought, had practically drained his ship credits but he would soon flatten out his account on the next port day. The response was the generic ‘one of our engineers will confirm the validity and get back to you within 24 hours to arrange installation’. Alex hoped very few other guests would have the foresight to install bigger cages early on. Even with the catch limits, most guests would probably exceed the capacity of the cages before the trip was over.
He then loaded up the scan data of his Shrunken, adding them to a database and sharing it with ‘Maria Annette Laughlin’ and ‘Dr Jacob Laughlin’ from what Rose paid attention to. Just what she needed, her naked form sent to whoever he wanted to see it ‘I guess consent is a luxury I don’t have anymore’ she sighed.