Tabby held the tiny Sarah to her chest, and carried the teen to her bedroom.
“Okay, some ground rules,” she made sure her voice was audible. And then winked at the tiny girl. “If you wanna live here you have to do everything I say, alright?”
Sarah simply quivered. Even if Tabby wasn’t serious, she was still huge, and could end her life in seconds. Unless she actually was indestructible, in which case obviously not. But the thought was still scary.
“So trust me when I say I’m gonna be having a lot of fun with you.” Tabby smirked, and squashed her lips against most of Sarah’s body.
Satisfied she’d been heard, Tabby closed her bedroom door properly and took a seat on her bed, placing Sarah in her lap.
“...so now what?” The tiny teen asked.
“Exactly what I said,” Tabby deadpanned. “See, I don’t wanna torture you, but I have to convince my family that I am. So I’ve gotta make it look like I am, even if I’m not. And that means you’ve gotta do some weird stuff. But that’s better than actually getting tortured, right?”
“I... guess.” Sarah muttered. Exactly what did this weirdo have in mind?
“So there’s no point in wasting time, really.” Tabby said, and laid back on her bed with her curves on display. Sarah just stood there on the bump of her jeans and looked the smirking giantess in the eye.
“And you want me to...?” She prompted.
Tabby simply ran hands across her body. “Get creative.”
Sarah frowned. She had a choice in the matter at least. That was something. Glancing the enormous teen up and down, she considered the possibilities...
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