Chapter #5If things can't get worse, they can get better by: Unknown You came from a poor family. You didn't have very many things, and couldn't go to college. Your family always blamed you for being poor. They hated you so much, you were sold to a rich girl. The amount they got was enough to get them normal lives. As for you, you were simply a rich girl's slave. Her father was a famous scientist that created a shrink ray. His daughter decided to shrink you, just for "giggles". Apparently she liked your new size and kept you that way. The girl did terrible things to you, like make you sleep in a cage, or eat off of the ground.
One afternoon, you were currently being yelled for being too slow. As she was crushing you with her foot, you thought it couldn't get any worse. That was until there was a sudden crash that came from the other room. The girl went to go see what it was. After a few moments, you heard another loud sound. You rush to see what happened when you see the girl lying on the floor. She was shot by this strange person wearing black. You rush to her side. Although she didn't treat you well, she at least fed you and took care of you . . in a way. You saw the murderer point the gun at you. You close your eyes, waiting for your fate.
However, instead of a loud bang, you heard glass shattering. More noises appeared, scaring you a bit. You kept your eyes closed until you heard a kind voice.
"Are you alright?" You open your eyes and look up. The voice belonged to none other than Mary Marvel. Sunlight glistened off of her face. You were so distracted, she asked you again. You snap out of it and nod. The hero walks over and kneels down to the rich girl. "I'm sorry, but I can't help her." She said. You start to become a little scared. You weren't sure where to go now. It wasn't like you could go to your old family. Mary Marvel grabbed you and pulled you over to her. Her fingers were soft and gentle, something you had almost never felt in your life.
"Do you have anywhere you can go?" She asked. You shook your head. She thought for a minute, then came up with an idea. "How about this, you can live with me. In exchange, I get to have fun with you. Sound fair?" She got excited, thinking about all of the ways she could use you. You look up at her, she was more beautiful up close.
"Please, take me with you." You tell her. She laughs and tells you to hang on. Before she leaves the scene to the police, she lifts up her skirt, revealing her panties. "Wait . . Are you . . Am I . . .?" You start to say. She nods. Mary Marvel drops you into her panties. You start to get excited from being this close to her. She smelled really good. After half an hour passes, you eventually fall asleep. It was so comfy there. When you wake up, you're on a giant table in a bedroom. You turn around to see Mary Marvel . . .  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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