As you dazedly try to crawl your way out of your own clothing, the realization of your situation hit you like a ton of bricks. There was no backing out now, and surely the future that awaited you wasn't to be a very relaxing one. As the pale slender fingers that you recognized as none other than Zoey's entered the fabric tomb as white monoliths, you were left to ponder the stupidity of your bet. Zoey had been all too confident in her acceptance of the bet, and only now you realized the stupidity in placing your life on the line, and all resting on a video game of all things.
Zoey's fingers rummaged through the pile of clothing for a few seconds before you felt the cold touch of her skin against yours. She repositioned her hand and with a thumb and index finger, you were gripped by the leg and dragged out, into the blinding light of the trailer. Your eyes took a minute to focus in on the new world, but when they finally managed, you were in utter shock of this new universe that awaited you. Mundane objects littered throughout the building were turned into what could be considered landmarks to a person of your new size. Every detail, from the ridges on the side of a vacuum cleaner in the corner, to a crack in the wooden lined floor was visible, but there was one detail slightly more worrying than any other. The confident smirk waiting on the face of Zoey, as she lifted you further in the air, dangling you upside down.
"Eew! He's so sweaty!" She laughed, as her teammates all retrieved their own tinies from the line of clothing that looked to be discarded, although you all knew the darker truth. As she set you down in her palm, she raised your tiny body up to one of her piercing green eyes. You reflexively covered your exposed genitals, much to the amusement of the giant who was examining you.
"No need to do that Tony, you might as well get used to it." She giggled, carefully prying your arms away with ease. "I mean, it's not like you're gonna be wearing anything from here on out. People don't put clothing on their pets. I mean some people do, but those people are weird."
You couldn't believe the levity she had in her tone as she addressed you as her pet. Sure, those were the terms of the bet, but you hadn't expected her to be so accepting of the situation. There was clearly no mercy, and in her eyes, that was all you were now. A possession of hers, to be used however she saw fit. What could have been the most uplifting win of Neckbeards Inc. had turned into the dissolution of the team, and the end of their lives as they knew it. And as you saw your teammates being fiddled with by their new owners much the same as you, the guilt pressed harder than the thought of belonging to Zoey.
"Alright guys, now that's settled, I think we're done here. Remember about our practice tomorrow, we have to get ready for the next tourney as soon as possible. See y'all later!" Zoey announced to her team, them taking it as a sign to get out of the place with their new possessions. You however, had no such pleasure, being stuck here with the redheaded bringer of your downfall. As soon as the door shut with the last teammate exiting, you locked eyes with your new master, as she decided to inaugurate your new life with
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