Before you can leap to safety, two huge fingers grab your body on either side and lift you off of the clothing. Kristen lifts you up to her face, which is sporting a creepy smile,. To be honest, it scares the hell out of you. You don't even want to imagine what this crazy girl is thinking, but she goes ahead and lets you know. "MMM... YOU WERE WIGGLING A BIT DOWN THERE... IT FELT AMAZING...I'VE HEARD OF HAVING A BOY TRY TO GET INTO SOMEONE'S PANTS, BUT IT CAN'T BE MORE FUN THAN FEELING THEM TRY TO GET OUT OF THEM...." You go limp, defeated in your attempt to escape from the crazy bitch. But you'll try again later. The day's just begun. Kristen bites her lip and looks around before whispering to you "YOU KNOW... MY MOM AND LITTLE SISTER ARE OUT FOR THE WHOLE DAY. SO I WON'T HAVE TO SNEAK YOU INTO MY ROOM. BUT I WANT TO FEEL YOU NEXT TO ME AGAIN..." And without warning, the fingers drop down to her waist again, the world zooming around you as you're shoved back into the smelly darkness of the girl's panties. This time however, she doesn't just drop you on her bush, but she shoves you in close to her skin with her index finger. You hear her entire body rumble as she shudders with delight feeling your insignificant body up against her lips. The smell is overpowering and you can only cough and wait for the hell to end. "OH YESSS... FEEL FREE TO... KISS ME DOWN THERE... I LOVE FEELING YOUR LITTLE BODY AGAINST MY BIG PUSSY... MY TINY LITTLE BOYFRIEND..." You can tell this girl has never been in control of anything before. She looked like a weakling compared to normal girls, and she obviously had little to no friends. She finally has a chance to be a dominant, powerful giantess, and it turns her on. She continues to rub herself using you under her finger as she walks, putting even more pressure on your small body. You can hear her moans and confident laughter as she continues to walk up the stairs to her room. After a few minutes of torture, you feel the pressure leave the small of your back and you gasp for air, climbing through the forest of thick pubes. The two fingers return to fish you out of the panties, and you are brought into the cool, fresh air. You take all the deep breaths you can, happy to be out of the smelly, damp prison for at least a little bit. The fingers lower you down onto a large wooden desk, and you are instantly blinded by a sudden blast of light. When you are able to adjust your eyes to your surroundings again, you see Kristen's gigantic face peering down at you. She chuckles a bit to herself, before licking her lips and moaning. "YOU ARE JUST PERFECT... WELCOME TO MY ROOM."
The room looks exactly like you expected it to after knowing Kristen for only a few hours. It wasn't very well lit, and the wall was covered in a dark purple shade of paint. There were posters all around that look like they were stolen from the back room of a Hot Topic, and some hand drawn etchings all around the room. The desk you were on was obviously a drawing desk, it was covered in ink and scattered papers, with a large collection of pens and pencils in a jar near you. Kristen grabbed a large black pen from the jar and twirled it between her fingers, holding it menacingly over your head. She giggled as she saw your focus on the huge writing utensil, before she tapped it down on the ground close to you. You gulped and slowly made your gaze up to meet her eyes. They were wild with power and perversion as she stared down at your tiny body, each of them surrounded by a considerable amount of mascara. "I THINK IT'S TIME WE SET SOME GROUND RULES, MY LITTLE BOYFRIEND." Uh oh. You did not like where this was going. She gripped the pen tightly and drew a thick black circle around your tiny body, giggling as she sketches. You muster up all the courage you have left and say "I... I'm not your boyfriend... I have a girlfriend... Her name is Maggie..." Kristen doesn't even change her tone as she says "NO... NO MY NAME IS KRISTEN. THAT'S RULE NUMBER ONE... YOU NEVER HAD A GIRLFRIEND BEFORE ME. THAT'S A LIE. I AM YOUR GIRLFRIEND, AND I'VE ALWAYS BEEN YOUR GIRLFRIEND." She draws another circle next to the one she circumnavigated around you, and began to draw a little stick figure, about your size. Her huge powerful hands went to work as she began to sketch a version of you, and while she did this, she continued her list of regulations. "SECONDLY, YOU LOVE ME. YOU HAVE TO, THAT'S WHAT BOYFRIENDS DO. AND BOYFRIENDS DON'T LEAVE THEIR GIRLFRIENDS." You sit down indian-style and stare down at the ground, realizing that there's no way you'll ever be able to talk this crazy girl into letting you leave. You're going to be held captive as this girl's prisoner for the rest of your life. But she honstly believes in her mind that you want to be her boyfriend! "AND SINCE YOU'RE GOING TO STAY WITH ME FOREVER... I WON'T LET YOU LEAVE MY SIGHT. IF YOU TRY TO GET AWAY FROM ME... I'LL FIND YOU." She puts the pen down and lays her hand out over the drawing of you, and you look over at it. It's actually more than a stick figure, more like a miniature etching. It's got your clothes and facial features, very well carried over to the paper. She's... actually very good at making caricatures, you think to yourself. She lays her hand down flat on the paper and extends her thumb, giving a sound like she's thinking out loud. "AND YOU'RE JUST... SO MUCH SMALLER THAN MY THUMB. IT WOULD TAKE NOTHING FOR ME TO JUST LIFT IT UP AND... SQUASH YOU." She lifts the huge thumb and lets it fall down onto the drawing. She leaves the thumb on the paper while moving her hand around, making the motion that she's squashing the small likeness of yourself. She lifts the huge digit off, to show you the smeared ink stain on the paper, with it's remains displayed proudly on the fingertip of her thumb. Your blood goes cold as she whispers down to you "BECAUSE IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, THEN NOBODY WILL."
You can actually see her trying to hold back a smile as she says this to you. She's putting on the facade of a dominant, powerful girl, but you can tell that she's loving the feeling of controlling a tiny four inch tall man. Before today she was just another nerdy outcast with no friends or love interests. Now she had a boy literally crawling at her feet and she wasn't going to let him go so easily. You feel your will break as you look up at her tall, pale face, and say "Y... Yes, Kristen." She smiles but the dominant, cold face returns almost immediately as she shakes her head and says "NO... NO. I DON'T WANT YOU TO CALL ME KRISTEN... YOU'RE GOING TO TREAT ME LIKE... LIKE YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TREAT YOUR GIRLFRIEND. LIKE A QUEEN. SO I WANT YOU TO REFER TO ME AS YOUR QUEEN FROM NOW ON. I... I THINK I'D LIKE THAT." You swallow all of your pride and look up at the dorky girl who's basically ruined your life as you say "Yes... My Queen." She giggles and holds her hand up to her mouth to stop herself from snorting as she takes in the power she has over you. You have never been so humiliated in your life. After taking a minute to soak it all in, Kristen lowers her hand facing up, and says "THIS IS THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF OUR LIVES, LITTLE BOYFRIEND. CLIMB INTO MY HAND, AND LET'S START HAVING SOME... FUN WITH OUR NEW RELATIONSHIP." You slowly walk over to her huge waiting hand, and gaze up at the girl one more time. You realize that once you start playing along with her, there could be no turning back. If you were going to do something... ANYTHING... you'd have to do it now. You decide to...
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