This choice: Jasmine, wanting to have some fun with you. • Go Back...Chapter #4Jasmine's True Intentions by: bobob1   Someone walked into the room, but it was not Jenny like you had been expecting. Instead, it was Jenny’s rather terrifying younger sister, Jasmine. Jasmine glanced around the room until her gaze rested on your tiny body. You felt an overwhelming urge to run as an unsettling grin spread on her face, but your body refused to move.
Jasmine closed the distance in two steps, snatching you up in her hand rather tightly. Her smooth fingers curled around your squishy body, partially crushing your torso. You tried in vain to wiggle out of the titanic teenager’s grasp, but it was no use. The frightening giantess had completely managed to subdue you, and there wasn’t a thing you could do about it.
Quickly, Jasmine left her older sister’s room and ran into her own room, closing and locking the door behind her. A moment later, you heard the toilet flush, and heard Jenny leave the bathroom and return to her bedroom. You could imagine Jenny freaking out about your sudden disappearance, but she would have no reason to suspect her younger sister. The realization that no one was going to save you now hit you like a ton of bricks.
Jasmine sat down on the edge of her bed, unfurled her grip on you, and smirked at your puny self. No longer strangled by her fingers, you desperately crawled across her palm, aiming to jump off the edge, fall to the floor, and escape under Jasmine’s bed. Even you knew how foolhardy this plan was, and Jasmine immediately stopped you by pinching your head between the thumb and index finger of her other hand.
“Wow. You are just the weirdest little freak, aren’t you?” Jasmine laughed, enjoying the sight of you desperately flailing your arms and legs, head locked in her pincer grasp. “The thought of a tiny little bug like you actually existed…never even crossed my mind!” Jasmine’s grin widened. “But, having you here before me…this is going to be so much fun.”
Jasmine completely pinched your head, applying enough pressure to squash your head totally flat. You mentally cried out in pain at the unexpected and violent action, but Jasmine wasn’t finished. She dropped you back onto her palm, and then clapped her hands together. Your body was mercilessly crushed paper thin in an instant, your squishy form buckling under the pressure. When Jasmine pulled her hands apart, you were nothing but a sticker.
“I mean, you’re nothing like a real human being, what with the silly squishing and everything. Therefore, I don’t think you should be treated as such.” Jasmine explained, casually stretching and pulling on your body while she talked. “In fact, your squishiness makes you much more like a toy than anything else, I think. Your purpose in life should be nothing more than to serve as a toy, for a normal human being like myself!”
Jasmine declared her intentions confidently, a smug and victorious smirk on her face. You were appalled by the way she was treating you, claiming to be a normal human being while treating you like nothing more than a tool for her pleasure. She was the messed up and sadistic one. You were the victim in this scenario!
Still, there was nothing your one-inch tall self could do against a literally goddess like Jasmine, a fact that frustrated and depressed you to no end. With the way things were now, Jasmine could do anything she could possibly dream of to you, and you couldn’t stop her. As flirty and overwhelming as Jenny had been earlier, you desperately wished that you could be with her now instead of her psychotic sister.
“Judging from the way you tried to escape me earlier, I’d say you still think you have some rights in this world.” Jasmine teased, crumpling your flat form up in her hand. “What better way to break you down than to drive home just how insignificant you really are, bug? How would you like to be tortured by my older sister and mother? Of course, it’ll be all the better, because I’m not going to tell them a thing.”
With your fear and terror rising higher and higher with every word out of the titanic, teenaged she-devil’s mouth, you could only helplessly wait to see what cruel fate Jasmine had planned for you.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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