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Rachel had been brought down to the size of a plaything after the shrinking virus swept across the country, reducing 10 percent of the population down to various miniature sizes. It had become normal procedure for anyone who found a tiny to report them to the local government agency where they’d be “taken care of”. But some tiny’s preferred to be secretly cared for and looked after instead of being shipped off to some facility where god knows what would happen to them. Luckily Rachel had been found by Katelyn, who was more than happy to let her remain in her home as a cute little pet. Rachel grew to love her giant master, showing her all sorts of love and affection, and even cleaning hard to reach areas of her house when the situation called for it. This particular afternoon was a relaxing one, and the two were enjoying a calm rest in the sun in Kaitlyn’s backyard, with Kaitlyn sitting comfortably in a beach chair with her legs swinging free, and Rachel resting comfortably on Kaitlyn’s stomach, just above the thin fabric of her bikini bottom.. Kaitlyn started fidgeting a bit and tapped her tiny pet on the stomach, saying “RACHEL… MY FEET ARE FEELING A LITTLE SORE FROM MY RUN BEFORE. WOULD YOU MIND GOING DOWN THERE AND RUBBING MY TOES FOR A BIT?” Without hesitation, Rachel sprung to her feet and said “Of course master. Right away.” Obviously having done this many times before, Rachel walked atop Kaitlyn’s resting thigh and when she got to her kneecap, merely turned around and grabbed with both hands, sliding down the smooth skin of her leg as if it were a giant fireman’s pole. Rachel landed safely on the ground, amongst the towering blades of grass and bushes faroff in the distance. Every time she would be on the ground level outside, it reminded her how lucky she was not to be trapped in this wilderness and instead under a roof with a caring mistress. She walks around towards the front of Kaitlyn’s feet, and takes a big step to get on top of her sandal. Kaitlyn’s feet were well kept, and thanks to Rachel’s constant attention and care, she never had to worry about them getting too dirty. The shining pedicured nails glistened in the sun and Rachel stepped forward to give her master the usual treatment… until she saw some slight movement on top of the cuticle of her biggest toe. She expected to see an ant or spider that she would have to dispose of, which despite her small size was something she was more than capable of. But she was caught offguard when she looked down, and saw something less like an insect… and more like a person.

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“NO WAY… “ Rachel said quietly as she crouched down to get a closer look. Crawling slowly across Kaitlyn’s toenail, smaller than any flea or ant she’s ever encountered, Rachel found herself staring down over the insignificant form of another tiny. He was covered in dirt and grass stains, ratty clothing and had long, unkept hair. He had clearly been living in the yard for quite sometime, surviving off of whatever he could find. Honestly Rachel was amazed he hasn’t been eaten by a rodent or an insect yet. Her shadow crept over him as she leaned in for a closer look, causing him to stop moving and flip around onto his back. He screamed and started to crab-walk backwards away from the giant woman… but in his heart he knew she wasn’t giant at all. He was just that small. In fact he was so insignificant that his little lungs didn’t even get out enough power to make a sound audible to Rachel. Even she was too big to hear him clearly. “WOW, I HAVEN’T SEEN ANOTHER TINY IN PERSON BEFORE… ESPECIALLY NOT A SEVERE CASE LIKE YOURS! AND I THOUGHT I WAS SMALL. YOU’RE JUST A LITTLE NOTHING, EVEN COMPARED TO ME!” The little speck of a man was too terrified to try and communicate with her and instead turned around to run towards the skin of Kaitlyn’s toe past her cuticle. Rachel slammed her hand, palm down, directly behind the scurrying bug person, causing him to stop immediately and turn around to face her. He was in awe of her power over him and feared this would be where he met his end. “HEY! DON’T RUN AWAY FROM ME. I CAN CATCH YOU IN A SPLIT SECOND IF I WANTED TO. HELL, YOU SHOULD BE GLAD SOMEONE EVEN KNOWS YOU’RE HERE. IMAGINE HOW HARD IT WOULD BE TO GET MY MASTER’S ATTENTION LIKE THIS. SHE DOESN’T EVEN FEEL YOU ON HER FEET!” The little person panics and gets on his hands and knees before Rachel’s resting hand, hands clasped. Even though Rachel can’t tell what he’s saying, she knows he is begging for her to forgive him, like a servant would do to a displeased ruler. He even bends down and gives the ground he’s on a few subservient kisses, knowing the platform he’s resting on is an even larger woman’s toenail. Rachel’s eyes fill with remorse as she knows what it’s like to be smaller than someone, and can’t imagine how hard it must be to look up at a doll sized woman. “YOU’RE ALL ALONE OUT HERE AREN’T YOU? IT MUST BE SO SCARY BEING THAT SIZE LIVING IN THE WOODS LIKE THIS. I’M SORRY FOR BEING SO RUDE JUST NOW.” The tiny doesn’t say anything, knowing that communication is difficult from his end, he just sits back on his heels and nods. Rachel looks back up at her giant, domineering mistress’s legs and knows that the little man would be climbing her for days unless he got some help. So with a calm, comforting smile, she whispers down to him: “TELL YOU WHAT. IF YOU PROMISE NOT TO SCAMPER AWAY AND BEHAVE YOURSELF, I’LL MAKE SURE YOU GET BROUGHT INSIDE WHEN WE’RE DONE. ”

The tiny gets up from his knees and runs over to Rachel’s resting hand, jumping on top of her middle finger and planting it with loving kisses and hugs. Rachel’s heart melts at the sight of this teeny tiny person basically worshipping the tips of her fingers. “AWWW, THAT’S SO CUTE. C’MERE BUDDY!” The finger the little speck is resting on suddenly rises off of it’s perch on Kaitlyn’s toe, and heads into the sky. The man holds on for dear life as Rachel brings him up to her face, her hand laying flat to allow him to keep hanging where he is. She brings the other hand up just below him and turns it facing up, so that with a simple movement of bending her finger, the little man plummets down and falls safely into the warm, soft skin of her palm. The man is soothed and comforted by the feeling of resting in this doll sized woman’s hand, her eyes wide open as she gazes down at him. For Rachel the experience is otherworldly, knowing she has a man’s life quite literally in the palm of her hand. She just takes in the feeling for a few seconds, admiring the fact that this person, who is this miniscule even to a person who’s been shrunken herself, barely weighs a thing when she holds him. “WOW… SO THIS IS WHAT IT’S LIKE TO HOLD A TINY? I HAVEN’T FELT THIS BIG IN MONTHS… IT’S AMAZING…” Rachel herself is only slightly taller than Kaitlyn’s big toe, so she relishes the feeling of holding another person in her hands. The little person shifts and falls with each small movement Rachel makes with her palm, which only brings her more delight. She knows Kaitllyn will want to know about the little man she’s discovered… but maybe she doesn’t have to. Rachel doesn’t want this feeling of superiority to end, especially because if she looks anywhere else she is immediately reminded of her stature compared to the rest of the world. So with a wicked grin she decides then and there that she’s going to keep him a secret. “MAYBE KAITLYN DOESN’T NEED TO KNOW I FOUND YOU. I DON’T THINK SHE’S GONNA GET A LOT OF USE OUT OF A PET SHE WON’T EVEN BE ABLE TO SEE… PLUS IT’LL BE FUN TO HAVE A LITTLE MAN OF MY OWN TO PLAY WITH. NOW HOLD STILL WHILE I HIDE YOU..” Unfortunately the dress that Rachel was wearing was more suitable for dolls and didn’t contain any pockets or crevices to hide a tiny person. So she did the only thing she felt was logical and lifted the fabric of her skirt, swiftly depositing her new pet directly between her buttcheeks. She giggled and squirmed a bit while she stood, feeling his panicked movements as he inched further and further into the dark cavern of her ass. She removed her fingers, sans tiny, and gave her left cheek a playful slap, causing the little man’s fleshy prison to shake briefly from side to side. When he said he was interested in being taken into the house, this is NOT how he pictured it would happen.

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Kaitly, completely oblivious to the exchange that had just happened, starts to fidget once more. She can feel another presence on her sandal, but her little slave just isn’t doing what she’s been asked. “RACHEL, ARE YOU DOWN THERE, SWEETY? I DON’T FEEL THOSE LITTLE HANDS ON MY TOES!” Rachel immediately got down to her knees and started kneading at the skin of her master’s big toe, all the while feeling her new captive struggling underneath the cloth of her dress. Her face began to flush red as she filled her mind with new ideas, knowing that for the first time in her life, she’d be the giant one to somebody else.

Description

Rachel had been brought down to the size of a plaything after the shrinking virus swept across the country, reducing 10 percent of the population down to various miniature sizes. It had become normal procedure for anyone who found a tiny to report them to the local government agency where they’d be “taken care of”. But some tiny’s preferred to be secretly cared for and looked after instead of being shipped off to some facility where god knows what would happen to them. Luckily Rachel had been found by Katelyn, who was more than happy to let her remain in her home as a cute little pet. Rachel grew to love her giant master, showing her all sorts of love and affection, and even cleaning hard to reach areas of her house when the situation called for it. This particular afternoon was a relaxing one, and the two were enjoying a calm rest in the sun in Kaitlyn’s backyard, with Kaitlyn sitting comfortably in a beach chair with her legs swinging free, and Rachel resting comfortably on Kaitlyn’s stomach, just above the thin fabric of her bikini bottom.. Kaitlyn started fidgeting a bit and tapped her tiny pet on the stomach, saying “RACHEL… MY FEET ARE FEELING A LITTLE SORE FROM MY RUN BEFORE. WOULD YOU MIND GOING DOWN THERE AND RUBBING MY TOES FOR A BIT?” Without hesitation, Rachel sprung to her feet and said “Of course master. Right away.” Obviously having done this many times before, Rachel walked atop Kaitlyn’s resting thigh and when she got to her kneecap, merely turned around and grabbed with both hands, sliding down the smooth skin of her leg as if it were a giant fireman’s pole. Rachel landed safely on the ground, amongst the towering blades of grass and bushes faroff in the distance. Every time she would be on the ground level outside, it reminded her how lucky she was not to be trapped in this wilderness and instead under a roof with a caring mistress. She walks around towards the front of Kaitlyn’s feet, and takes a big step to get on top of her sandal. Kaitlyn’s feet were well kept, and thanks to Rachel’s constant attention and care, she never had to worry about them getting too dirty. The shining pedicured nails glistened in the sun and Rachel stepped forward to give her master the usual treatment… until she saw some slight movement on top of the cuticle of her biggest toe. She expected to see an ant or spider that she would have to dispose of, which despite her small size was something she was more than capable of. But she was caught offguard when she looked down, and saw something less like an insect… and more like a person.

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“NO WAY… “ Rachel said quietly as she crouched down to get a closer look. Crawling slowly across Kaitlyn’s toenail, smaller than any flea or ant she’s ever encountered, Rachel found herself staring down over the insignificant form of another tiny. He was covered in dirt and grass stains, ratty clothing and had long, unkept hair. He had clearly been living in the yard for quite sometime, surviving off of whatever he could find. Honestly Rachel was amazed he hasn’t been eaten by a rodent or an insect yet. Her shadow crept over him as she leaned in for a closer look, causing him to stop moving and flip around onto his back. He screamed and started to crab-walk backwards away from the giant woman… but in his heart he knew she wasn’t giant at all. He was just that small. In fact he was so insignificant that his little lungs didn’t even get out enough power to make a sound audible to Rachel. Even she was too big to hear him clearly. “WOW, I HAVEN’T SEEN ANOTHER TINY IN PERSON BEFORE… ESPECIALLY NOT A SEVERE CASE LIKE YOURS! AND I THOUGHT I WAS SMALL. YOU’RE JUST A LITTLE NOTHING, EVEN COMPARED TO ME!” The little speck of a man was too terrified to try and communicate with her and instead turned around to run towards the skin of Kaitlyn’s toe past her cuticle. Rachel slammed her hand, palm down, directly behind the scurrying bug person, causing him to stop immediately and turn around to face her. He was in awe of her power over him and feared this would be where he met his end. “HEY! DON’T RUN AWAY FROM ME. I CAN CATCH YOU IN A SPLIT SECOND IF I WANTED TO. HELL, YOU SHOULD BE GLAD SOMEONE EVEN KNOWS YOU’RE HERE. IMAGINE HOW HARD IT WOULD BE TO GET MY MASTER’S ATTENTION LIKE THIS. SHE DOESN’T EVEN FEEL YOU ON HER FEET!” The little person panics and gets on his hands and knees before Rachel’s resting hand, hands clasped. Even though Rachel can’t tell what he’s saying, she knows he is begging for her to forgive him, like a servant would do to a displeased ruler. He even bends down and gives the ground he’s on a few subservient kisses, knowing the platform he’s resting on is an even larger woman’s toenail. Rachel’s eyes fill with remorse as she knows what it’s like to be smaller than someone, and can’t imagine how hard it must be to look up at a doll sized woman. “YOU’RE ALL ALONE OUT HERE AREN’T YOU? IT MUST BE SO SCARY BEING THAT SIZE LIVING IN THE WOODS LIKE THIS. I’M SORRY FOR BEING SO RUDE JUST NOW.” The tiny doesn’t say anything, knowing that communication is difficult from his end, he just sits back on his heels and nods. Rachel looks back up at her giant, domineering mistress’s legs and knows that the little man would be climbing her for days unless he got some help. So with a calm, comforting smile, she whispers down to him: “TELL YOU WHAT. IF YOU PROMISE NOT TO SCAMPER AWAY AND BEHAVE YOURSELF, I’LL MAKE SURE YOU GET BROUGHT INSIDE WHEN WE’RE DONE. ”

The tiny gets up from his knees and runs over to Rachel’s resting hand, jumping on top of her middle finger and planting it with loving kisses and hugs. Rachel’s heart melts at the sight of this teeny tiny person basically worshipping the tips of her fingers. “AWWW, THAT’S SO CUTE. C’MERE BUDDY!” The finger the little speck is resting on suddenly rises off of it’s perch on Kaitlyn’s toe, and heads into the sky. The man holds on for dear life as Rachel brings him up to her face, her hand laying flat to allow him to keep hanging where he is. She brings the other hand up just below him and turns it facing up, so that with a simple movement of bending her finger, the little man plummets down and falls safely into the warm, soft skin of her palm. The man is soothed and comforted by the feeling of resting in this doll sized woman’s hand, her eyes wide open as she gazes down at him. For Rachel the experience is otherworldly, knowing she has a man’s life quite literally in the palm of her hand. She just takes in the feeling for a few seconds, admiring the fact that this person, who is this miniscule even to a person who’s been shrunken herself, barely weighs a thing when she holds him. “WOW… SO THIS IS WHAT IT’S LIKE TO HOLD A TINY? I HAVEN’T FELT THIS BIG IN MONTHS… IT’S AMAZING…” Rachel herself is only slightly taller than Kaitlyn’s big toe, so she relishes the feeling of holding another person in her hands. The little person shifts and falls with each small movement Rachel makes with her palm, which only brings her more delight. She knows Kaitllyn will want to know about the little man she’s discovered… but maybe she doesn’t have to. Rachel doesn’t want this feeling of superiority to end, especially because if she looks anywhere else she is immediately reminded of her stature compared to the rest of the world. So with a wicked grin she decides then and there that she’s going to keep him a secret. “MAYBE KAITLYN DOESN’T NEED TO KNOW I FOUND YOU. I DON’T THINK SHE’S GONNA GET A LOT OF USE OUT OF A PET SHE WON’T EVEN BE ABLE TO SEE… PLUS IT’LL BE FUN TO HAVE A LITTLE MAN OF MY OWN TO PLAY WITH. NOW HOLD STILL WHILE I HIDE YOU..” Unfortunately the dress that Rachel was wearing was more suitable for dolls and didn’t contain any pockets or crevices to hide a tiny person. So she did the only thing she felt was logical and lifted the fabric of her skirt, swiftly depositing her new pet directly between her buttcheeks. She giggled and squirmed a bit while she stood, feeling his panicked movements as he inched further and further into the dark cavern of her ass. She removed her fingers, sans tiny, and gave her left cheek a playful slap, causing the little man’s fleshy prison to shake briefly from side to side. When he said he was interested in being taken into the house, this is NOT how he pictured it would happen.

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Kaitly, completely oblivious to the exchange that had just happened, starts to fidget once more. She can feel another presence on her sandal, but her little slave just isn’t doing what she’s been asked. “RACHEL, ARE YOU DOWN THERE, SWEETY? I DON’T FEEL THOSE LITTLE HANDS ON MY TOES!” Rachel immediately got down to her knees and started kneading at the skin of her master’s big toe, all the while feeling her new captive struggling underneath the cloth of her dress. Her face began to flush red as she filled her mind with new ideas, knowing that for the first time in her life, she’d be the giant one to somebody else.