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A gigantic female anthro keeps you as a tiny pet!
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Chapter #3

One Titanic Tapir

    by: Unknown
It happened long ago when mankind’s careless destruction of a world parallel to Earth became too much for the world itself to take. A catastrophic event unfurled and the animal kingdom was transformed into giant lifeforms with the ability to walk, talk and think like humans. Humanity’s military was no match for these giants and they were quickly overpowered by the very beings that were once threatened by mankind’s misdeeds. The best case scenario was for humans to end up as pets to the titans. As for the worst case scenario, some titans enslaved the conquered humans and treated them cruelly. For the smaller lifeforms, their fate was a gamble.

Fortunately for you, fortune was rather kind. You were the pet of a rather large but very benevolent titan. Her name was Elizabeth and she was a 800ft tall anthropomorphic tapir. She had orange-yellow-colored skin with orange-red stripes and spots and long midnight black colored hair. You didn’t know her exact age but you suspected she was somewhere in her mid twenties. She was very large in body shape as well. Elizabeth had an apple figure with a large round behind but the biggest part of her was her enormous belly that entered a room a minute before she did. While Elizabeth was mildly clumsy and somewhat oblivious, she was far from abusive and treated you more like a friend than a servant.

At that moment, you were sleeping blissfully when Elizabeth’s alarm clock went off. You spring up and run to turn it off, but have trouble manipulating the switch because of A) how tiny you are B) the fact that the clock was an old model. “You’d think that Elizabeth would’ve bought a better clock by now.” You say with a grunt. “Whoa!” You finally manage to shut off the clock and let out a sigh. But to your surprise, Elizabeth wasn’t in bed. From the looks of it, she was already getting dressed for work. You take a look at the clock and see that it’s only 2:00 a.m.” You give a blink. “I still don’t know why Elizabeth has to go to work so early. Come to think about it, where does that mistress of mine work?” In all the years Elizabeth has owned you, you had no idea where she worked. All you knew was that it paid reasonably well and that it required her to punch in at a rather unreasonable hour. Then again, tapirs were nocturnal.”

You let out a sigh and decide to drop the matter and walk back to your bed next to the clock, but you’re so tired that you don’t pay attention to where you’re going and fall down screaming into Elizabeth’s bed as you land with a grunt. “Oof!” You let out a sigh. At least it’s soft. You’re so tired that you lay down where you are just as Elizabeth stomps in. Your tapir mistress was already dressed in a tight black tanktop that could only hide a quarter of her belly and her skin-tight blue jeans. She was getting ready to put on her light blue jacket. As she does so, you feel a shadow cast over you. Unfortunately for you, Elizabeth didn’t turn the light on as she was getting dressed and before you can react, she sits down on top of you and you let out a muffled scream as Elizabeth sits on you. Fortunately both her behind and the bed are soft enough that you aren’t crushed.

As Elizabeth is putting her jacket on, she sees your bed and blinks. “Now where did that human of mine go?” she asks herself. “Listen, I’m going to work now. I’ll be back later. I left some fruit out for your breakfast. Please behave yourself while I’m gone, wherever you are. Love you.” With that, Elizabeth heads off to work with you unknowingly plastered in the center of her rear, stuck but still alive as you try to shake yourself free. Before you know it, Elizabeth is out the door and you’re both on your way to wherever it is she works.

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