The young man woke with a splitting headache, his body in almost as much pain as he groaned. The floor beneath him was soft and gave a little under his weight, but was steady enough. Slowly blinking his eyes open as they adjusted to the bright light, he eventually took in his immediate surroundings. Four dark yet nondescript walls surrounded him, the floor appeared to be of similar make, and the ceiling seemed so ridiculously high that the young man initially mistook it for the sky. However, the ceiling fan cleared that up. The walls were too high to scale, and the young man’s body still hurt too much to even try. As he climbed to his unsteady legs, finally noticing that he was naked, the young man heard something.
“Dammit, Clover,” grumbled a voice that sounded loud and distant to the young man. “Always borrowing my… huh?” The young woman paused when she saw it, a mysterious brown box sitting on her pillow. “That wasn’t there a minute ago,” she muttered, reaching into her pocket to ready a weapon in case of an enemy attack. Cautiously, she closed the distance with the box, peering over until she finally saw its contents, her prior precautions suddenly forgotten.
The young man’s eyes widened in alarm when he saw the girl. Or, maybe a woman would have been more accurate. She looked to be in her late teens, possibly even college-aged. While her body was largely obscured by the box’s walls, her hair was a striking red that tumbled down her shoulders and framed her cute face. Speaking of which, that face was currently split in an elated grin as its owner’s starry eyes bore down on the young man, who, remembering his nudity, hurriedly moved his hands to cover his modesty.
The redhead gave a cheerful laugh as she dove to the bed’s edge, making the mattress and its occupant bounce as she impatiently pulled the box’s opening near her face. “Oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh-oh-my-gosh! I can’t believe it. They really got me one!”
The young man covered his ears and pulled away from the young woman’s shrill voice, making her flinch in realization at what she’d done.
“Oh, I’m so sorry. I guess I was being a little loud, huh,” the redhead meekly explained, brushing hair from her face as she tried to compose herself. “Well, I guess we should get started. Hello, there. My name’s Sam. What’s yours?”
The young man answered the first thing that came to mind. “I-I’m… David?” That sounded right. David once again met Sam’s look, her immense smiling face taking up most of his vision. She looked expectant, like she wanted him to say more. “I, uh, I’m not sure how I got here. D-do you know where I am?”
“Well, this is my room,” Sam answered. “This is the penthouse I share with my two besties, Clover and Alex. And I’m guessing you’re here because they bought you for me.”
“They… what?”
“Don’t worry. I’ve heard about this,” Sam began. “Besides buying them as is, there are different packages for training a tiny, which is what you are. See?” She stuck her finger into the box, demonstrating that it was roughly as long as David was tall. “You’re a tiny, a subspecies of human that’s bred as pets and… more,” she trailed off with a blush, glad David didn’t see her thighs grinding together as she fantasized about what was to come. “If my friends got the amnesia package, then your memories of your life before are gone, and I’ll have to explain everything to you. Sorry about that. My friends didn’t mean to be cruel. They probably just thought I’d have more fun teaching my new pet everything from scratch.”
“I… hold on.” David held up one hand in halting before gripping his aching noggin. “Th-this is a lot to process, a-and I’m not sure that’s right. I’m… your pet tiny?”
“You are now,” Sam confirmed with a sweet smile, only to look around her room with a more serious expression. “Hmm, but it’s just you. I don’t see a habitat or any accessories. Maybe they’re downstairs. Although knowing those two, I wouldn’t be surprised if they forgot it.”
“F-forgot what?” David asked, his head finally clearing.
“Having a pet tiny is like having a fish,” Sam explained. “You need a specialized habitat, like a terrarium, all the amenities that go with it, plus the toys for… You know what. We can come back to that part later. For now, I think we should get better acquainted.” Sam reached into the box, palm down and taking up most of the floor as David was pushed to the edge. “Come on, little guy. You can get on. I just want a better look at my new pet.”
David wasn’t sure what to do. Everything was happening so fast, and he still hadn’t entirely processed what Sam had said. Also, his hand was still on his bare groin. However, something about this girl helped put him at ease, despite her immense size. Maybe it was those eager eyes, or how her smile seemed so hopeful. Either way, for reasons David didn’t fully understand, he felt compelled to obey. So, he climbed onto the giant girl’s hand. Her skin was moisturized, but still calloused in several places, suggesting she was no stranger to hard work. It was a little awkward, but David eventually settled on sitting on his knees, not thinking it was appropriate to touch a strange girl’s hand with his bare butt. Then the ground and his stomach left him behind when he ascended.
Feeling so giddy that she might explode, Sam carefully lifted her new pet to eye level. David looked young, maybe in his early teens, which would make him ideal as a toy. He didn’t have much body hair, but his physique was lean and sturdy. His face was also cute, the kind of boy she’d like to date in middle school. Instead, since this little guy was just a pet, he was about to see parts of her that prior boyfriends could only dream of. Sam then tittered.
“Wh-what’s so funny?” David asked with a hesitant smile.
“That.” Sam pointed between David’s legs, making him pull tighter into a ball to block her view. “Hehe. I don’t know how the farms usually raise tinies, but I’m a little surprised they taught you to be so modest.”
“F-farms?”
“Yeah, where tinies are grown. They teach you all you need to know to be great pets. Though, I’d just assumed you’d all be brought up as total sluts—no offense—but I guess this works out. Maybe you were born for amnesia, so your owner—which is me, by the way—can have fun teaching you. Hehe! I’m so excited, I can hardly stand it!”
“Um, okay, back up a second,” David said as assertively as he dared with the giantess. “A lot of what you’ve been saying has gone over my head, but you said before that you’re gonna teach me stuff, right? Well, maybe we can start from the beginning. What am I, and why am I here?”
In short, David was an idiot. While taking a field trip to a university, he’d separated from the group and accidentally hijacked an experimental vehicle meant for interdimensional travel. One thing led to another as buttons were pushed, and someone might have screamed like a little girl. The experience of passing through other realities was so traumatic that David suffered amnesia. What he and Sam saw as a cardboard box was the vessel’s cloaking device meant to hide from would-be thieves. In time, the vehicle would recharge enough for the return trip, and hopefully, grow its occupant back to size. That is, if Sam didn’t toss it in the trash first.
Speaking of whom, our redhead was just about to explain David’s new life.
1 Sam takes things slowly, not giving him any information that might be too upsetting
2 Sam gives a fair and reasoned breakdown of David’s lot in life
3 Sam is too excited, and reveals the hot and hard truth
4 So overcome with anticipation, Sam would rather show than tell   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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