This choice: In the palm of a girl's hand (mixed story/all themes) • Go Back...Chapter #4Introducing by: Unknown Stacy was wearing a red skirt that fell to her knees, a white blouse and a pair of sandals. They were ill-fitting and crudely made, looking like the clothes a doll would wear. This was because Stacy was only two inches tall. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, which a friend cut with a pair of nail scissors, and fair skin. She also had a rounded chin, blue eyes and a straight, greek nose, though she was so small that few people ever noticed these details.
The friend and sometime lover who held Stacy in the palm of her hand was an exception to this. Dana had fiery red hair in a pixie cut. Her large, grass green eyes complimented her high cheekbones, cute, snub nose and small, pouty mouth. Her pale cheeks and nose had a dusting of freckles. She was wearing a blue t-shirt, black jeans and a pair of old sneakers; she was a fairly carefree and lazy girl. She was five foot four with A cup breasts and a slim waist.
Dana and Stacy had been friends since kindergarten. Dana had always been careful and caring with Stacy, and had been Stacy’s babysitter whenever her parents had needed to go out. The redhead was always careful where she stepped or sat and absolutely adored Stacy. The feeling was mutual. Because of her size, Stacy could easily be crushed by someone careless. While she was remarkable resilient for someone her size, she was not invincible. Stacy was small because of a genetic defect called Brown’s Condition. It wasn’t known if there were any side effects because most people with it didn’t survive to adulthood. Dana was the reason Stacy had survived.
After they had left school, the two had moved to the city to go to university. They shared an apartment, with Dana working as a model and Stacy letting med students study her to pay rent. The two had gone out tonight as a celebration; they had both found out their results from last year’s exams and had passed with flying colours.
“Hey,” said Dana, nudging Stacy with a finger and smiling down at the tiny woman “so, what do you want to do first?”
The club had purple carpet and red lighting. There were a number of tables and chairs arranged around a stage with a tall, chubby, dark-skinned woman with massive hips pole-dancing in a tiny white bikini. A tanned woman wearing a blue thong and tassels on her massive g cup breasts walked amongst the patrons, offering dances. Finally, there was a bar on the other side of the club, serving up drinks.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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