You remained perfectly still and pressed back against the “wall” that was the last step you awkwardly climbed down hoping you would blend in just enough for her not to notice you. Just long enough for her to walk back up and give you the chance to reach her mother and get out of this mess entirely. You held your breath and did what you could to make yourself small and unnoticeable. But this wouldn't be enough as she stopped walking for a moment and looked down. You repeatedly prayed for her not to see you, hoping that whatever god or higher power out there would do that much for you, but sure enough her eyes quickly locked onto your position. You were caught, and you were utterly screwed. You had nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. Climbing back up the stairs was impossible at your size, and climbing down would be both really slow and taking you directly towards her. So you just stood there. Staying put and trying not to anger her further.
Danielle looked around for a moment to make sure her mom wasn't around before her head turned back at you with a face that conveyed both anger and a smug sense of satisfaction. You really did it this time. You were legally purchased by her for the day. Danielle was the one in charge. That much was obvious between you signing up to go through with this and also the simple fact that she was big and you were tiny. You should have know better than to behave this way, and especially that escape attempt. You were in a lot of trouble now that she found you. You had no escape and she was going to make sure you never had another chance to try something like this. She took a few casual steps up towards you before quickly snatching you between her thumb and index finger holding you like you were nothing more than a doll. As she returned to her room, Danielle was thinking about what to do with you. She planned to punish you for this, but what would be the best way to make sure you knew your place. It didn't take too long before she had an idea. As she walked back to her room she locked the door making sure nobody could barge in when she was dealing with you. You were carried over to a desk with laptop computer and some books scattered around. Danielle sat down, opened the laptop and dropped you into an empty glass that was on the desk right in front of the computer. The ground was very sticky and had a sweet smell all around. She definitely did not clean this glass after drinking whatever she had in it and you felt gross just being in here.
Looking back up at Danielle, you braced yourself, expecting her to scold you or smack or spank you or something to discipline you. But oddly enough it didn't seem like she was even looking at you right now. She was more focused on the computer as she opened a few tabs and typed away at the keyboard, all while keeping that frighteningly smug look in her eyes like she had something big planned. You weren't quite sure what she was looking up or how it would relate to you. She seemed to do a few searches you couldn't quite make out until you saw her open a very familiar looking website. Danielle's smile grew as she opened the home page of the Reduction Networks website. You felt a bit nervous, but you still weren't quite sure what she was planning until you saw her click on the customer support tab and started typing away to chat with the representative. You watched as she hastily typed out about how unsatisfied she is with her purchase and how the tiny man she paid for has been completely uncooperative with her and nothing but trouble. You banged on the glass shouting how she wasn't being fair to you but she only glanced at you briefly and smirked before giving your glass a small shake, knocking you back onto the very sticky surface of the floor before resuming her conversation with the representative.
You groaned as you struggled to pull yourself back off the ground. You felt so stiff, sticky, and gross, and you knew the clothes you were wearing would be ruined from the sticky, sugar mixture that now coated it. But that was the least of your worries for now. Once you were back on your feet, you watched the back and forth on the computer screen continue from your glass prison. Danielle continued to voice her frustration and dissatisfaction with your refusal to cooperate after she had spent so much money on you and the poor customer service worker seemed to be doing their best to calm the situation down. You felt fairly confident that the Reductions Network company would keep your humanity in mind as they resolved this. After all they must get complaints like this from opportunistic buyers trying to cheat the system frequently. And you thought the contract you signed mentioned stuff about protections for you. They might give Danielle some sort of compensation to appease her but you were confident that no disciplinary actions would be taken against you for simply trying to maintain some boundaries.
Soon the customer service person asked Danielle to wait as they talked to the higher ups on the matter leaving the two of you to yourselves. The giant girl looked increasingly impatient as she started tapping on your glass repeatedly with a finger, making everything around you shake. Danielle was convinced that you're behavior would at least entitle her to a refund. But she was really hoping that she would get to keep you longer for free. Maybe for like a week or so... maybe forever. She didn't know what kind of forms and terms you had to agree to when you signed up for this, but acting the way you did and trying to escape from her like you did earlier must have violated them in some way. She glanced back at you with another grin before she saw the notification that the customer support person was finally typing a response. Danielle waited eagerly to see how this was all going to turn out. Finally the response was sent. THe both of you looked on the screen, seeing the response and your fate.
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