Author: rugbyguilt
David stuffed both of his hands into his jacket pocket, to make sure his tiny captive didn't escape, and walked casually back to his house. He could always go to the mall, but to have some fun with a tiny woman was too good an offer to pass up. He would just call Justin when he got home and tell him something came up.
He went inside his parent's house and immediately ran upstairs to his bedroom, his hands still in his pockets. He got to his bedroom and closed the door behind him. David then took out the shrunken woman and placed her on his bed, tossing his jacket in the corner of his bedroom a moment later.
He got down on his knees to inspect the woman closer and Molly recoiled in fear. This wasn't what she had in mind when she decided to get his attention originally.
"Hey there, tiny girl," David's voice boomed out towards her. "My name's David. What's yours?"
"M-Molly," the shrunken woman meekly squeaked out. She looked up at him. He looked enormous. To her point of view, he was probably close to 750 feet tall. He was a giant, horny teenager. The worst kind for a woman her size to be around. He stared at her lustily, entranced by her breasts poking through her shirt.
Suddenly, David's left hand came in close to her and scooped her up again. He laid her down on his palm and started fondling her breasts. Molly initially resisted, trying to desperately push the massive digit away from her, but he was far stronger than she was at this point, and she eventually just gave up.
David pulled Molly's shirt and pants off with relative ease, leaving her in just her bra and panties. She screamed and covered her breasts with her hands, The boy laughed at the girl's futile efforts and easily pried her hands away and resumed. A few moments late, he took one of his giant fingers and started rubbing against Molly's private area.
Molly just sat back and took it, sobbing silently to herself. There was nothing she could do. She was utterly powerless now.
Just then, David's mother called out from downstairs. "David, your friend Justin is here."
David growled angrily, setting Molly down on his bed again. "I'm kind of busy now," he yelled back, hoping everyone would leave him alone.
"You're not too busy to come downstairs and tell him yourself, are you?" she replied.
David sighed, looking down at the tiny girl. She was curled up in the fetal position, crying, while her hands covered her breasts once more.
"Don't move," David said down to her. Molly slowly nodded her head. The boy left the room, leaving Molly all alone.
Molly sat there for a couple of minutes, as the events of the past several minutes started to register in her brain. She had been violated by a boy many times her own size. This wasn't supposed to happen. She was supposed to walk up to him, introduce herself and scare the kid, before running off into the nearest patch of weeds and start the process all over again with someone else.
Now, she was nothing more than a sex toy, a tiny teaching aid for the boy to learn about the female anatomy, before testing it out on the "real thing" with a girl close to his own size.
She sighed, accepting her new fate. If only there was some way to escape. Some way to get back at the kid. If only she had the ray gun...
Wait a minute. Sh still had the ray gun. It was in the front pocket of her pants. If she could get to it in time and grow herself back, she could escape.
Molly wiped the tears from her eyes and walked over to her clothes. Luckily, David had not tossed them over the side of the bed, or she really WOULD be screwed. She walked over and dug out the gun.
Just then, David re-entered the room. He walked over to Molly and saw she was holding something in her hands. "Whatcha got there, Short Stuff?" he teased. He saw something glowing in her hands and he brought his hand closer to her again, curious.
Molly panicked. She COULD NOT afford to have the gun taken away from her.
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