Isabella looked down at you excitedly. You 'd both be working together, which would help alleviate the first day jitters you were both feeling. And a first year associate couldn't be half as scary as Diane.
"Ah, here she is now. Rebecca will take over from here. She is one of our most promising new associates, so make sure you do everything she says." Diane said, turning her back and walking out past the associate you'd be working for. You gulped at the sight of the all too familiar face.
You'd never imagined that Rebecca the first year law associate was Rebecca Lewis, your high school bully. You couldn't begin to count how many gym classes you'd spent in her shoe beneath her foot. And that was just the tip of the ice berg. She'd turned you into chewing gum during class, sat on you on the bus, turned you into a scrunchie to tie back her ponytail during volleyball practice... The list went on and on. You hadn't seen her for years, but you could tell by her eyes that she'd been expecting you.
"It's good to see you again Anthony." Rebecca said with a smile, holding out a single finger for you to shake.
Your words were still frozen in your throat, but you managed to lightly grip her finger.
"And you must be Isabella." Rebecca said, addressing the woman holding you in her hand. Isabella smiled and shook Rebecca's hand with her free one.
"You two know each other?" Isabella asked, surprised. She hadn't met Rebecca when she interviewed.
"Oh yeah, we go way back." Rebecca said. "Isn't that right Anthony?"
You didn't know what to say. You couldn't exactly tell Isabella everything Rebecca had done to you right in front of her. Without anything better to say, you just said "We went to high school together."
"Well don't think I'm going to play any favorites just because we're old friends." Rebecca teased, her eyes letting you know favoritism was the last thing you should be worried about.
"So what's the case?" Isabella asked excitedly, not noticing how afraid you were of Rebecca.
"Well, a tiny man named Henry Biggins is suing a Miss Alicia Jones for 'unlawful use'. He claims that while he was at the supermarket one day, she accidentally stepped on him and unknowingly carried him home. When she realized her mistake, she opted to keep him for her own personal satisfaction, molding and stretching him into whatever she needed from day to day."
You shuddered at the description of what amounted to your worst nightmare. The fact that the story was coming from the girl who had made a point of intentionally stepping on you in high school reminded you just how fragile your tiny existence was.
"How long did she keep him like that?" You asked.
"Allegedly, she kept him for 6 months." Rebecca explained. She says she thinks it couldn't have been more than 3 months, but isn't sure exactly."
"She isn't sure?" Isabella asked, surprised.
Rebecca nodded. "I have a quote from her here, let's see...." Rebecca said, flipping through her paperwork. "Yes, she said: 'When you're wearing a tiny person as a thong, it's so comfortable you don't even realize he's there.' And because of the allegations against her, she is counter suing, requesting that she be granted a usage license so she can go back to using him again."
Once again you couldn't help but shudder. You'd been stepped on or crushed dozens of times, but you'd only had the misfortune of being worn as a thong once. And it was Rebecca who'd worn him. She'd asked him to be her prom date to the senior prom. You'd known it was a trap, but she'd asked you with her foot hanging over your head. When you agreed, she'd slammed it down on you, squashing you flat, then formed you into a thong without a second's hesitation. Your dance partners at the prom that night were Rebecca's gigantic ass cheeks, something you'd had nightmares about for years after.
You shook the terrifying vision of Rebecca's bare ass cheeks out of your head. "Isn't that her admitting to keeping him as her thong though? Seems like an open and shut case?"
Rebecca smiled. "Far from it actually. There's a lot of points of contention, besides the disagreements about time. She argues that he implicitly volunteered to be her thong by looking up her skirt at the grocery store, nonverbally signalling he'd like to be one. He says this is ridiculous, and also brings up her other uses of him. He claims she has chewed him as gum, swallowing him on several occasions. He also says she has used him as an insole, a sweat rag, among other things. She says that being her thong is more intimate than any of those other things, so it shouldn't be relevant."
"Even if it's not open and shut, surely it shouldn't be too hard to defend him in this case?" You asked.
"Defend him?" Rebecca asked, raising her eyebrows. "We're representing Alicia in this case."
"What?! That's insane! He's the victim here!" You shouted.
This time, Isabella stepped in. "Everyone is entitled to representation Anthony. We don't get to decide who is guilty and who is innocent before the case."
"I'm glad you agree Isabella. I have some important research that I'll need both your help with." Rebecca explained.
"Whatever you need, we are ready to help." Isabella said, as eager as ever. You simply nodded, sure that your research would reveal that Alicia's case was impossible to defend.
"Ok Isabella, I want you to...."
1. "Wear Anthony as a thong for a while, and see if you really 'forget you're wearing him.'" Rebecca forms Anthony into a thong, with his face in the back facing Isabella's butt, then hands him to Isabella to put on.
2. "Help me with some paperwork. Anthony, you'll be interviewing Alicia to get some more information." Anthony is sent to meet with Alicia alone, and there's no telling what she'll do.
3. "Go study some other relevant cases, you can use the office next door. Anthony will help you." Rebecca leaves you alone for now, and you head off to do some research with Isabella. Maybe you'll get a chance to tell her the truth about Rebecca, assuming Isabella doesn't accidentally squish you first.
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