“Keep you?” She says. “You mean keep you safe right?”
You sigh. “I don’t see me getting this fixed, so you can have me if you want.”
Judy’s leans back in her chair. “Have you, as like, a thing, an object, or a pet?”
“I guess…”
Her cheeks color into a light blush.
“Well, fine, I’m keeping you.” She says bluntly, in typical Judy fashion.
You smile as Judy closes her fingers around you. She sets you back down on her desk, by tilting her wrist and opening her hand, letting you fall in front of her keyboard. She continues her work, her tattooed arms on either side of you.
“I’m taking you back to my place tonight, just don’t expect first class treatment.” She says. “That tiny size is your inconvenience, not mine.”
She looks down and smiles. “Who knows, I might find some use for you.”
After a day of sitting at Judy’s desk, while she edits brain dances, you watch her fingers lower towards you. The girl plucks you off her desk and keeps you pinched between her digits. You squirm uncomfortably, as she gets up drops you into the pocket of her leather overalls. She closes, up and turns off all her devices, before heading home. You can feel the vibrations of the engine as she drives her van back to her place. Meanwhile, the warmth of her thigh heats up the pocket you’re in.
Once she’s back at her apartment, she takes you out, and sets you down in front of her feet. You look up, as Judy takes off her sneaker boots and socks, placing her bare feet down in front of you. Even though to you they’re meters away, in reality you are in sniffing distance. You cover your nose and see Judy look down at you with her eyebrows raised.
She shrugs and shakes her head, walking away. “If I’m keeping you, you’re gonna have to get used to my feet, I’m not picking you up for everything.”
“Wait, what I do now?!” You shout up at her.
Judy doesn’t seem to hear you anymore. She plops down, and she leans back into the couch.
“Well, now you do what every fucking pet does.” The voice Johnny echoes in the back of your head, before he appears, leaning with his back against Judy’s sneaker. “You run around the house doing whatever you want, until your owner tells to do a trick.”
You walk out into the open floor. “I did give myself to her as some sort of pet, didn’t I?”
Johnny snickers. “Welcome to your new life, kiddo.”
You look around Judy’s home and wonder what’s next.
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