You look up at her to see that she looks a bit confused.
"Whats wrong?" she asks, "Can't handle a little of me?"
"No", you respond, "I just didn't expect the offer to be so....drastic."
"What the fuck do you mean drastic? This is the offer of a lifetime."
You try to make up for that response, however, there's no use in bargaining. You see a giant hand reach down at you and grasp your shirt. Fiercely, she rips if off.
"What are you-?"
She goes for your shoes, socks, pants, then underwear. Eventually, you're completely naked before the sight of her. She giggles, using her index finger to flop your tiny penis up and down.
"Can't say I've seen a penis THAT small in my life. Though, I bet it was bigger than the last guys".
You focus on trying not to get a stiff. You cover your genitals and try to look at her.
"Great, thanks, can you give me my clothes back?"
"Oh no. Not after that response." she says, "You're gonna have to EARN them back".
"How the hell am I supposed to do that?" you ask.
"You'll see." she giggles and moves over to her backpack, slipping you inside and shutting the zipper.
You'll see nothing but darkness for the next for hours.
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The moment you get any sort of glimpse of light is inside of AJ's room. Pulling you out, she places you on the floor and stands up, towering over you.
Placing her hands on her hips, she looks down.
"Was that fun, little one?" she asks you.
"Thrilling" you say without a trace of emotion.
"Good to hear. You ready for your first challenge to earn your socks back?
"Guess I don't have a choice".
"You don't" she says.
Leaving you on the ground, she steps over to her closet, opens it up, and pulls out an old, wooden doll house. Walking back to you, she sets the house right next to you.
You stay silent.
"Well", she says, "Go on in."
You do just that, stepping up the from porch stairs and into the door. You wander around, exploring the living room, kitchen, dining room, upstairs, the attic.
You spot a sign at one of the doors, marking it to be your room.
You set inside, which holds a bed, closet, desk, and window.
You sit on the bed, wondering how in the hell she managed to put this all together.
A scent hits your nose. A burning scent.
You exit the room to find that inside the living room is a lit cigarette, burning the mini rug.
This is your test. Escape.
What do you do?
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