Victoria. You can't see her face, but the massive bosom hiding her face. You back up in fear and wonder what she might do if she see's you. All of the sudden a hand comes down and plucks you up, bringing you to her cute face. "Well hello there cutie pie!" She chirps, looking you up and down.
"W-Who are you?" You ask nervously. "My names Victoria! But that's not important. Who are you, and why are you so tiny, my little micro friend?" She asks curiously, tilting her head. You swallow hard and stutter as you speak. "M-My name is John..I'm not entirely sure how I got here..I was on my computer, and the next thing I know...I end up here." You say, looking up at her.
"Oooh, well then.." She says, grinning down at you. "In that case...I'll keep you!" Your eyes widen as she says this. "WHAT?!" You yell out in shock. "W-What do you mean keep me?!"
"Well, if what you say is true, then there's no way back so I might as well keep you as a pet!" She giggles a bit, petting your head. You begin to cry gently, but she quickly tries to cheer you up. "No no, don't cry! I didn't mean pet!" She says, smiling sweetly down at you. "W-What do you mean then..?" You ask sniffling.
"Well..I'll keep you aaaas.." She says, thinking. "My tit slave!" She says giggling. "Slave...?" You say, your heart sinking. "I'm sorry little one, but there's no way back, and I'm not about to let you go, so you're mine now! " And without another word, she...
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