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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #2191970
a boy bought a shrunken girl, now he needs to train her
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Chapter #3

In his grip

    by: ScattmanJones Author IconMail Icon
Mike opens his mouth and plucks Karen out. Her wet, shivering form dangles in the air for a moment before everything from her chest down is engulfed in his fist. On some level, she felt relief in Mike's warm hand. Her tanned, goosebump-covered skin resentfully leaned into him. She hated that the man who toyed with the idea of eating her was now sheltering her. Even her free arms wrapped around Mike's thumb, trying to absorb warmth. She coughed and shivered as Mike raised her up to his face to get a good look at her again. Mike reached out a finger and swept some of the matted, dirty blond hair away from her face to reveal running makeup and a glare. Mike mockingly licked and smacked his lips while continuing to play with her hair.

"Such a tasty little girl," he said.

Karen made a pitiful swat at his finger that barely registered.

"Let me see if I can show you where you are in this arrangement: I bought you as a pet, but I had hopes that you would be my girl some day..."

Mike abruptly tilted her forward and brought her closer to her mouth. For the first time, Karen brought her arms down and tried in vain to tug herself loose from his grip. She could feel his warm breath on her whole upper body. She began to feel herself sweat.

"...but now you're down to being my toy," Mike continued, "and if you don't watch yourself..."

Mike clicked his enormous teeth in front of her.

"...you'll be a real nice snack. Do you understand your place here, little one?"

"Y- yes," she stammers out.

Mike lowers a finger under her chin, raises it, and initiates eye contact.

"Yes what?" He asks.

Mascara streams down her face and her tear stained brown eyes say it all. For the time being at least, there is no fight left in her.

"Yes, Master," she says.

She is fully Mike's to command.

You have the following choices:

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1. Get Karen some clothes

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2. It's playtime

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3. Someone else walks in

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