Ellie walked through her house, avoiding any family, and trotted up to her room. She had her hands cupped over one another To protect her little friend and also to hide her from eyes. Entering her bedroom she closed the door behind her and knelt beside her dollhouse. Pulling aside one half of the front wall she deposited Polly onto the bed. Seeing the mini three inch adult woman sitting on the bed made for twelve inch Barbies always brought a smile to her face.
"I'm so glad you let me bring you home, Polly." A giant hand entered the room and rummaged through the plastic piece of furniture that was to be Barbie's wardrobe closet. When it left the closet it was holding little Barbie clothes in it's fingers. "Let's play dress up," Ellie said excitedly. "We can find something that fits you."
The hand hovered over the little woman and dumped a few pieces of doll clothes on the bed next to Polly. The little woman examined the clothes and before even putting anything on she knew the dress was going to be way too big for her. But something told her Ellie did it on purpose just to see her in it for a joke. Polly stood up and lifted the one piece short skirted dress over her head and down her little body. It was comical. The dress hung awkwardly on one of her shoulders while the other side drooped down her side. The hem of the skirt was far too long and it piled up around her feet. Polly stood smiling up at Ellie as she shrugged her shoulders making sure to look as pathetic as possible. Her giant audience laughed and rolled back on her seat at the sight of her. When she was done her hand entered the room again and gently lifted it off Polly.
"Nope... too big for you." The small woman stood nude again as another piece of doll clothes was handed to her. It was a shirt made for Barbie and again it was too large. The length would have been fine but the width was more than Polly could fill and it too drooped down her side."Geez... even a shirt's too big for you."
Polly giggled and shrugged again as she watched the hand return and lift it off her. The next and last piece was picked up in one hand and Ellie's other hand came and lifted Polly off the bed and out the room. Polly stood in the middle of the child's palm as another hand dangled the last bit of clothes in front of her. It oddly looked almost her size. Before she could get a better look at it she was re-positioned in Ellie's hand and was being held up by the waist with a thumb and finger on either side. Ellie began slipping the clothes over her. She was dressing her like she was one of her dolls. When she was done, Ellie set her back in the bedroom. Polly looked down at the dress... it had a pink sleeveless top that connected to a skirt that was white with flower designs on it. Aside from being a bit stiff in places it actually kind of fit her. The skirt came down past her knees. She did a little twirl in her new clothes, showing off for Ellie who was admiring her.
"Wow... this is so nice, Ellie. Where did you find something that fit me?" Ellie giggled a little as she raised the doll and stood it next to Polly. The smile on Polly's face faded a bit as she saw she was standing next to a doll of Barbie's little sister, Kelly. The tiny woman crossed her arms and huffed in mock annoyance that she was wearing, and fitting in, clothes meant for a toddler doll. Ellie shook the dollhouse with her laughter as Polly laughed with her.
The rest of the day was playtime between Ellie and her living Kelly doll. Polly agreed to play Barbies with her as she replaced Kelly and was cared for by Ellie's Barbie doll. It was unreal to see this mini giant of plastic woman towering over her as they played. Even more surreal is knowing that the hand moving this plastic statue around was owned by an even LARGER little girl. The playing eventually ended up with Ellie lifting Polly up and placing her in the high chair meant for Kelly. Ellie's deft fingers snapped the child bib around Polly. The young giant left momentarily and returned with the smuggled food she had originally brought for Polly before they had their little momentary break up. Polly could smell the food, and as a matter of fact she hadn't eaten for a very long time. When Ellie opened the napkin in her palm it revealed bits of what looked like pancake and nub of sausage. Ellie pinched a bit of the pancake off and brought before Polly. The small woman went to reach for it and a large finger flicked her hand away. Ellie held the piece up to Polly's face and the tiny woman realized she wanted to feed her. Normally Polly would find this humiliating, but the smell of food and the rumble in her tummy won her over. She leaned forward in the high chair and nibbled at the bit in the girl's fingers. The pancake had syrup on it, and it got on her chin as she ate from Ellie's hand. Ellie pinched a bit of sausage off the chunk and brought it up as Polly ate from that, too.
"You're a good little girl, Polly." Ellie complimented as she watched her little person eat from her hand like a small animal.
Polly smiled between mouthfuls of food. "Thank you, mommy." she said back making Ellie giggle.
When Polly had enough, she sat back in the chair smiling back, her belly full of real food for once. Ellie tossed the rest of the bits in her mouth and swallowed it, barely a nibble to her. She looked at her special little lady and frowned. "My, my.... you're a messy little eater aren't you." She said. She stuck her finger into her mouth and then brought it down to Polly's face that had syrup and sausage messing up her mouth and chin. Ellie gently began to wipe away the mess with her fingertip. Polly was amazed at how gentle the child could be with something as huge, to her, as her finger.... but it gently wiped away her sloppy eating from her chin. Polly's face was left with the wet of Ellie's saliva, which she wiped away with the bib around her neck.
Ellie lifted the woman out of the high chair and carried her to her bed. She grabbed her tablet and joined her little friend, laying on her stomach with Polly as they watched videos with the tablet propped up. To Polly it was like a huge movie screen as they watched silly YouTube videos and laughed together. At times Ellie would be called by her mother for something and she left, leaving Polly alone on the massive landscape of her bed watching videos. Even though the tablet was playing, she sat the whole time, every time, anxiously awaiting her return. Memories of earlier came flooding back, but to her word Ellie would return promptly making the tiny woman sigh in relief. When it came time for bed ,she was put away in her dollhouse and Ellie's mother came in to tuck her in. All Polly saw was a huge shadow, as she hid behind the safety of the dollhouse walls. She could hear them talking from her little house on the floor, and she could feel the vibrations of the much, much larger woman as she strode out of Ellie's room turning off the light. So much was Polly's anxiety that when the coast was clear she hurried out onto the balcony and called out to her giant girl. Ellie clicked on her night stand lamp and Polly begged her to let her sleep with her tonight. Ellie didn't have to be asked twice as she sneaked out of bed and snatched her little woman and brought her back to bed. She got settled back in and held Polly on her chest with her hand protectively cupped around her, as they both whispered to each other like it was a sleepover. Before long, Ellie was out like a light but her tiny woman was wide awake.
Polly lay there on her giant's chest as she felt it slowly rise up with every breath and slowly lower again, like the bow of some great ship. Occasionally Ellie would make little snore and it would make Polly stifle a giggle every time. In her sleep, Ellie's great body was kicking off the covers. It was actually very warm that night, and laying on the giant girl's chest radiated it's own body heat to boot. Polly stood up and decided she'd have a look around. And by "look around" she meant around Ellie. She carefully walked up to the giant girl's sternum and stood admiring her lovely young giant's pretty face as she slept. One would think that being her size and around someone Ellie's size, that she'd see her in too great detail and she'd find unflattering flaws. But Ellie was the cutest, prettiest girl she'd ever seen. And her diminutive size only made her cuteness larger in scope. Polly turned and walked down her chest, passing by her hand. She took note of Ellie's polish job that had begun to show signs of wear and chips. She'd have to offer her services to her as she had previously thought. It'd be a fun bonding experience for them both. As she walked past the massive hand she was walking on Ellie's stomach and the ground beneath her feet became more soft and the rise and lowering of the giant's breathing was more noticeable. She'd hoped her little feet wouldn't tickle and wake the slumbering giant, but so far she was safe to continue. Reaching Ellie's waist she stood on the girl's hip as she surveyed before her. In the dim light she could see Ellie's bare legs splayed at awkward angles, free of the bed coverings. It was here that she came to an impasse in her journey. She could go back to the safety of Ellie's hand... or she could continue on. But continuing would mean getting down to the bed below. It's possible she wouldn't be able to make her way back to Ellie's chest from down there. And there was the danger of those legs kicking in the giant's sleep and injuring her. But Polly so wanted to reach the full length of her giant friend. And she wanted to see Ellie's feet again. But this time in a more enjoyable light than when she was begging for her life. What to do...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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