BANG BANG BANG BANG

You jolted awake at the cacophonous noise ringing all around you. You closed your eyes in pain and held your ears closed, but nothing could lower the magnitude of the auditory assault. After a minute of constant banging, the banging stopped, and you slowly opened your eyes. There She stood. Just beyond the white bars of your cage, the enormous dark-skinned woman who'd taken you captive loomed over you. She was still in her nightwear- nothing more than lingerie. All you could see out the front of the cage was her gargantuan, muscular thighs and waist. Your eyes trailed up the rest of her statuesque body- past her dense, tight abdomen; her enormous, heaving bosom; finally resting on her face, decorated with a grin that spanned from ear to ear.

You gulped. You still weren't used to Her sheer magnitude yet. You were only abducted a week ago. Of course, She wasn't going to give you any time to acclimate to Her or Her Lover's enormity. They probably enjoyed keeping you completely enamored by them- it gave them an opportunity to torture you even further. Her humongous hand retreated from the top of your cage, returning to Her side as she placed it on Her hip.

"Morning, Bitch."

Her voice was so horrifically loud, it almost felt unnatural. As if nothing in the world should be capable of creating such a soul-curdling noise. She made no attempt to lower Her voice. Why would She? It's not like She really cared if your ears blew out. It'd be a good excuse to squash you against her thumb.

Like the last pet She had…

You shook your head, trying to dispel those thoughts. You tried looking up at Her. Her eyes were deep sanguine. They would be intriguing and attractive at normal size- any part of her would. But you weren't normal size- Her presence itself being a constant reminder of this fact.

"Mommy should be coming over tonight. If you do anything to ruin it, I'll crush every microscopic bone you have in that pathetic little body. Understand, Bitch?"

You nodded fervently, moreso out of terror than actual loyalty or enjoyment. She chuckled, before waltzing off to Her dresser, opening a drawer and pulling out Her work uniform- a tight white leotard, with a crescent moon design on its chest, dark blue accents around the shoulder and waist, and dark blue tights. She stripped herself of Her lingerie, tossing it onto Her bed, and pulled the leotard tight onto Her body. She walked to the bed, plopping down, the bedsprings giving a sickening groan at the introduction of Her unfathomable weight. She pulled on Her tights, letting them close around Her thigh with a hefty SLAP, before reaching into the nightstand where your cage sat, pulling out Her gloves and special footwear made to look like rabbit's paws.

After completing Her dress-up, She stood back up off the bed and did a few stretches to keep Herself limber. She turned to your cage.

"I'm gonna head out. What do you say?"

You looked away in embarrassment. You knew exactly what to say. She'd drilled what to say into your head enough by now. But you still couldn't bring yourself to say it, even though you knew better. It was too demeaning…

"Oi! Bitch!"

She smacked the side of your cage, jolting you to the side. You groaned in pain, staring up at her irritated face.

"What. Do. You. Say?"

You whimpered to yourself, before reluctantly muttering:

"Bye-bye, Daddy…"

"Huh? Can't hear you, Bitch! Come on- speak up so I can hear you!"

You grit your teeth and clenched your fist on the ground. You repeated what She demanded you say:

"Bye-bye, Daddy."

"What else?"

"Have a good day at work, Daddy."

"And? You made me upset earlier. So what else do you say?"

"I-I'm sorry, Daddy. Please don't kill me, Daddy."

"And one last thing?"

"...I…"

"Say it."

"...I love you, Daddy."

"That's a good Bitch. I'll be back. Mommy's gonna come by later,  so when she comes, beg for your food."

She started walking away, leaving you to ruminate in your cage. A pet cage. Her pet Bitch.

That was the name She gave you. Bitch. It was simple, demeaning, and "poetic", given how she gave it to you. Your collar even had it engraved on the front, so everyone would know. You were Bitch. That's what She called you. They both called you that- "Mommy" and "Daddy". It was a sick joke. But there was nothing you could do about it. All you could do was watch her open the door, wiggle her cute puffball tail, and leave with a slam.

The Rabbit Hero, Miruko, was ready for action.

At last… you were alone. Miruko was never exactly far from you, given you were trapped in a cage next to her bed. Oftentimes, she would ignore you, absorbed in whatever it was she was doing. But at any time, you'd be taken from your cage, for her to do god knows what. You had gotten more intimate with Miruko than the average person could dream of. You've been a toy, a tool, a sex object, a cleaner, and everything in-between.

But now… now you were alone. Now you could actually get some rest without fear or Miruko deciding to rattle your cage and force you to play with her. You lay down on the ground (there was no bed in the cage, only a bottle of water hooked on the outside and a small bowl for your food) and closed your eyes. It flashed through your mind, like it was yesterday: the memory of your abduction…

……………

MEETING MIRUKO

"Stop running, villain! I said STOP!!"

Miruko was bellowing at you, calling you a villain, relentlessly chasing after you with a small group of police officers. You had no idea why. You weren't a villain, not in the slightest. You were simply minding your own business, walking on the sidewalk before she started charging at you. Now you were running like a maniac trying to evade her. At the very least, the police behind her were too slow to keep up. You ducked down an alley, but quickly came to be trapped against the wall.

You make to turn around, but Miruko is already there. She immediately pushes you to the wall,  her grip unbreakable. She wears a terrifying smirk. "Nowhere to run now... and no one to see this~"

You instantly feel light-headed. Her hold is released, and you plummet to the ground. As you hurtle towards the concrete, it feels like everything around you is getting… bigger… and bigger… when you open your dazed eyes, the pebbles you once ignored were now the size of boulders. But what grabbed your attention more, was the long, deep shadow high above. You looked forward, seeing a wall of shaded white. Looking up, past the dark blue skyscraper, it finally dawned what it was you were looking at, and what had happened.

Miruko.

She'd shrunk you to the size of an ant.

You fell on your rear, terrified. Miruko just grinned, before her ears perked a bit. She spoke with the most terrifying voice.

"Just a sec."

You heard boots stomping: the police had arrived. You almost tried to yell out for help- but Miruko spoke first.

"They got away! Might be a teleportation quirk! Fan out, we need to find them!"

She barked those orders, and sure enough, the police spread out, leaving you and the monumental woman dangerously alone.

"There we are. All alone now~"

Miruko crouched down close to you. You couldn't help but stare up in awe. At this size, her outfit left nothing to the imagination.

"C'mere."

You let out a shriek as her gloved hand descended upon you. You tried to run, but her fingers surrounded you, coming together and pinching you into their grip. Despite how gentle she was supposedly holding you, it still felt like you were being compressed. As she hoisted you through the air and gawked at you with her crimson eye, she whistled to herself in a surprised triumph.

"Damn, I am GOOD! You're the perfect size to be my new pet."

She said it so casually. Like it didn't mean anything. Like she hadn't just completely co-opted your life. Like she wasn't even looking at a human being. You grit your teeth, and screamed at her:

"WHY?! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?!"

The face she made was one of genuine shock. As if no one had dared to ask her that before.

"Whaddya mean?"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'WHAT DO I MEAN'?! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE A HERO! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?!"

"Why'd I do it? Pfft, cus I can, duh."

Your mouth fell open. Surely… surely that couldn't have been it? Something so superficial, so nonchalant, so… so STUPID?! You growled, bellowing back at her.

"YOU… YOU HEARTLESS BITCH!"

You huffed and panted, rage filling your whole being. There was a pause. A pregnant pause. Deathly silent. Miruko didn't even look at you. That rage quickly subsided, and in its place came a bone-chilling dread.

"...'Bitch'? Is that what you called me?"

You didn't say anything. Miruko's grip tightened. She looked back at you, her eyes and face wild with barely contained fury.

"You called ME, your OWNER, a BITCH?"

She repeated, bringing you even closer to her quivering eyeball. You could almost feel her anger radiating from it.

"Lemme make this crystal clear. The only bitch here is you. You're my bitch, understand? You're my teeny tiny little fucking bitch, and I'm gonna take you home, I'm gonna keep you in a cage, I'm gonna rip your clothes off, and then I'm gonna put a collar around your throat and walk you around my dusty ass floor. And when I go to workout, I'm gonna shove you in my waistband, and you're gonna fucking chug down the sweat rolling down my abs, and when I'm done, I'll use you to wipe my body like a fucking sweatrag. And if I'm feeling horny? I'll shove you in my vagina, and you're gonna squirm and squirm and SQUIRM, cus you're my bitch and you know what Daddy likes."

It was too much. You wished she would stop, but she just kept going and going, piling on more and more that she really didn't see you as human anymore. Just a bug. A speck.

A pet.

"Y’know what? Your new name is Bitch. I was gonna name you something funny, like 'Snuggles', but, no, you're Bitch now. And y’know what else?"

Miruko's hand descended and whirled around to her enormous ass. To you, it looked like two gargantuan planets, separated by a thin dark blue line.

"Your bitch ass has earned some time in this bitch's ass."

She pulled her leotard to the side, revealing her asscrack and plunging you in. She forced you deep inside, humid darkness surrounding you. There was a thin sliver of light that you could just barely see as her finger left her buttcheeks.

"It's an hour trip from here to my house. Get cozy back there, Bitch. Don't die on me~"

The light was erased with a sharp SNAP.

…………..

You were startled back into alertedness by the door whooshing open. In walked a blonde woman with tight jeans and a small jacket over her shirt, a purse slung around her torso.

"Heyyy, Bitch, Mommy's home."

She tossed her purse on the bed and strolled over to your cage.

She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a container of tic-tacs.

"Hungry?"

You nodded yes.

"You know what to do."

You quietly moaned to yourself, getting down on all fours. She raised her eyebrow, waiting for you to complete your humiliating display.

"Mommy, I'm a hungry bitch… may I please have something to eat?"

"You may."

She jostled a single tic tac out of the container, and squeezed it through the bars of your cage, into your food bowl. You rushed over, taking as big of a bite as you could. The surface was hard and crunchy, which made it difficult to actually eat- but food was food, and you've come to accept even something as bad as this.

The blonde woman strode out of the room and headed for the pantry to get a snack. After selecting a small bag of chips, she lay on the bed, popping the bag open and digging in to her bountiful feast

The Gigantic Hero, Mt. Lady was off the clock.

She reached from the bed to your cage, throwing the ceiling hatch open and plucking you out. Of course, your freedom was only momentary- she thumbed open the front of her jeans, depositing you in her crotch.

"Squirm."

With a deafening FWAP, her jeans smashed you into her vagina. As you began to writhe against the warm, moist lips, you couldn't help but remember how Miruko had introduced you to Mt. Lady…

…………….

ARRIVING AT YOUR NEW HOME & MEETING MT. LADY

Miruko had returned from capturing you. She stomped into her room, dropping you in the cage without even a hint of hesitation. You looked at your new surroundings- what little there was. The most fascinating thing was, however, the thin, frail-looking woman shivering in the corner. You slowly approached, reaching your hand out to try and touch her.

"Ah, shit, I forgot about you."

You didn't even turn around. All you saw was Miruko's thumb crash into view, crushing the shrunken woman with a disgusting, squelching POP and a gut-churning crunch. You just stood there, dumbstruck, as she brought her thumb back, revealing the thick puddle of gore she'd created.

"Eugh, gross…"

You fell to your knees, your eyes filling with tears, but not a droplet daring to fall. Her hand returned to the cage with a paper towel. She pushed it into the red stain she'd made, the paper soaking up any trace of it. Any trace that that woman had even existed.

"Alright, I'm taking my shower- chasing you got me kinda sweaty. When I get back out, I'm gonna make you massage my clit. Oh, and your clothes better be off, or you're gonna end up like what's-her-name there."

You just stared at the towel, now adorned with a barely noticeable red splotch. Miruko's bare feet slapped against the floor, eventually disappearing into her bathroom. Your thoughts were going rampant, as quick and feverish as the sound of falling shower water in the distance.

As your thoughts whirled through your mindscape, one managed to take up the forefront:

That could be you.

All it would take is Miruko getting bored or annoyed with you and then.

Pop.

You're dead.

An afterthought.

Replaced as quickly as you were obtained…

Of course, you immediately thought of escape. That is, until you remembered a crucial detail; you were a fugitive. Miruko had made certain that the police knew you had "escaped", meaning that even if you were to somehow able to return to your normal height, you'd be on the run. And if you couldn't get back to your normal height? You'd be seen as a bug. You'd likely get killed by someone on total accident, or eaten by some animal. Tears fell down as it began to dawn on you, that now, no matter where you were, your life would be hell.

You were completely trapped with Miruko.

You were lost in your own thoughts. You'd been staring at the paper towel where Miruko's pet used to be, watching as it soaked up her blood and guts. That could be you. One day that could be you. It could be today or tomorrow or whenever she felt like killing you. Those words rang around in your head like the incessant pealing of a church bell.

You were brought out of your abyssal thoughts from the sound of the shower turning off. You quickly took your clothes off and tried to steady your breath. You didn't look back. You kept your eyes on the paper towel. You heard the door open, could feel the heat emanating from the other side of the room. Miruko's footsteps slapped against the hardwood floor. It sounded like the drums of war.

"Oi, Bitch, I'm outta the shower. Oh, hey, you took your clothes off. Good."

You kept trying to look at the paper towel.

"Hey. Look at me."

You kept your eyes fixed. You heard her rattle the cage with a poke; it sounded like a crack of lightning.

"I said look at me!"

Your breathing got panicked. Just keep looking. Just keep looking.

"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKIN TO YOU!"

Her hand flew down and grabbed the towel, ripping it away and leaving no trace of your predecessor. You closed your eyes for a moment, letting tears run down, and slowly opened them as you turned around. Miruko was wearing nothing but a dark blue bathrobe. She was quite cross.

"That's better. First you call me a bitch, now this. You've got some fucking gall, y'know that? Not like it'll matter once I train it outta you. Then you'll be my perfect obedient little fuck pet. Speaking of which..."

She pinched you up and brought you to her frothing lower lips.

"...I said I'd make you massage my clit. You know what that is, right? I'm assuming not, you virgin loser. See that big pink thing that's bigger than you at the top? That's my clit. Hold onto it."

You were shoved onto the slick pink sphere of her clitoris. She began to walk, her every step like a clap of thunder. You shut your eyes and screamed the whole way as she walked to her couch and kicked her feet up on the coffee table.

"I'm gonna watch TV. Massage my clit, Bitch."

That was it. That was your only instruction as you heard the TV blare to life. You reluctantly moved and beat and punched her clitoris. All of your anger and sorrow was put into those punches; but the clit just took it all, absorbing your vengeful strikes and converting them into what minimal pleasure it could supply its master.

And Miruko just watched TV. She didn't even bat an eyelash.

Suddenly, the door to the house opened, and in She walked.

"Hey, babe..."

"Yo. How was work? Any good?"

"Nah, just some small time bank robbers... real easy stuff like that."

She crashes down next to her on the couch, hugging Miruko's muscular arm and turning her attention to the TV. Eventually, her eyes wandered, and their gaze fell on you.

"New one?"

"Mhmm. Last one broke."

"Mentally or physically?"

"Mentally first. Then I crushed her, so that makes it both."

The one hugging her arm chuckled.

"So now you've just got them on your clit?"

"Yup. Gotta break it in. Y’know what they called me today when I picked her up?"

"What?"

"It called me a bitch."

"Ohhhh, pretty brave~! We've got ourselves a gutsy one, huh?"

"Got that right. Anyways, I shoved it in my ass for the run home."

"Ha! Serves it right."

"Definitely. I decided that their new name is gonna be Bitch."

"Well, I think it fits."

"Thanks, babe. Oh, yeah; Bitch!"

You looked up at her call, eliciting a giggle from blonde. Miruko ushered to her.

"This is my girlfriend. Her name is Yu Takeyama. You probably recognize her as Mt. Lady. But now, to you, she's your other owner. You listen to her same way you'd listen to me, got it?"

"Hehe, we're like your masters now~"

"Yeah, we're your new parents. She's your mommy and I'm your daddy. Your big, horny, rabbit daddy. And we're gonna use and abuse you for whatever we want and squeeze every last bit of use out of you we can until you keel over and die. Now quit starin' at my girlfriend's beautiful face and get back to work on my clit already."

"Yeah, bitch, get back to work~!"

Yu pushed you face-first into Miruko's clit. Their shared laughter was a cruel reminder of how the rest of your life would likely go…

…………..

You continuously writhed inside the claustrophobic tunnel of flesh. As you struggled and pounded away at the slick walls, you could hear Her yawning outside, the noise like a distant, rolling thunder. You then heard the slick veil get pierced by something- only to have whatever it was come into view a moment later.

Her finger plowed into the tight funnel, adhering you to its vast surface before retreating back into the light of the outside world.

"There we go. Miruko says I have to walk you."

She held up a long, thin chain, with a loop for her hand and a clamp that would hook onto your collar. She wiped you onto her palm and positioned the clamp behind you; it CLICKED on the back of your collar. She brought you down to the floor. Just like Miruko had told you when you were first taken, it was caked in dust that had been pounded into the floor. Her bare feet arrived on the floor with two loud SMACKs, and the bedsprings sighed as she stood back up.

God, she was huge.

"C'mon, let’s get a move on."

She turned to face away from you, taking a few steps and easily getting far from you. You skittered on the ground, darting as fast as you could- but, like usual, the sheer amount of ground She could cover was far more than you could contend with. You braced yourself for what you knew was coming.

"Could you at least try to keep up, Bitch? 

She gave a harsh yank of the leash; the chains clinked with the swift movement, and you jolted forward a couple yards, smashing down close to Mt. Lady's heel. You start crawling on all fours before breaking into a run. It's no good. Two steps is all it takes for her to leave you in the literal dust.

"C'mon, move those legs! Keep your knees up!"

YANK

Another violent jolt forward, another painful landing on the ground. You couldn't even get your bearings before you heard her thundering footsteps. You whimpered, trying your best to stand up.

YANK

As you were in the middle of reorienting yourself, you were flung forward once again, slamming into Her ankle on the way down.

"Oh, for the love of… I know I don't walk you that much, but is this how this usually goes? Does Miruko just tug you along the whole time? Sheesh…"

She pulls you along the floor; you repeatedly roll and stumble over yourself trying to keep up. She stepped into the living room, flopping down on the couch and crossing one leg over the other. She pulled you up, choking the life out of you as you ascended, before she splayed her palm out below you. She unhooked your collar and you fell a few feet down, collapsing onto her outstretched hand.

"Do you do, like, anything? What's your quirk?"

You open your mouth to speak, but She pushes her finger onto you, knocking the air out of your lungs and making your bones creak.

"Ah-ah-ah! Bitch isn't allowed to speak! Dumb! Dumb Bitch!"

She poked you hard in the face, knocking your head back and bashing you into her fleshy palm.

"What would your quirk even be? Minor Telepathy or something? Hmm…"

As Mt. Lady began wondering, you remembered back to when she'd first delivered your collar…

……………

BECOMING "BITCH"

Mt Lady comes in as Miruko is getting dressed.

"Hey~, babe~!"

"Morning~. What brings you by so early?"

"Well, as I'm sure you know, I've been working with U.A. recently..."

"Mhmm."

"Well, I got some with some specific quirks, soooo..."

She pulled out something. It was too far to see, but Miruko was stunned.

"No way! This is awesome! Hey, bitch, lookit this!"

She stomped over to you, holding her hand out and showing you a metal ring.

"Bitch" was engraved on it.

"There's more than that, too- look at the back."

Miruko squinted, before letting out an

"Awwwww~! 'Property of Rumi Usagiyama and Yu Takeyama'~. Ohhhh, baaabe~!"

Miruko hugged her lover tight, and she giggled.

"I had one of the students make it for me and I had another one shrink it down. So? Do you like it~?"

"Like it?! I love it~! It's so perfect~! Just like you~!"

She easily lifted her off the ground, spinning around in glee as the two embraced each other.

"Awww, babe~!"

"Don't hate me for speaking the truth~"

Finally, she stopped spinning, and Yu turned to look at you.

"Well~? It's not gonna put itself on~"

"Right you are~"

Miruko stomped to your cage again, opening the hatch and lowering her hand in. You trembled in fear as the now-warm metal found its way around your thin neck. It fit perfectly. You hated it. Not that you had any say.

"Honey, it's perfect~."

"I'm glad you like it so much~"

"Of course I like it- it's a gift from the most beautiful girl in the world~"

"Awwww, not in front of the pet~! You're gonna make me blush..."

"Who cares if it sees? It'll be the most affection it'll ever see~"

"That's true..."

The two leaned into each other, embracing once again and bringing their lips together in a kiss. You were jealous. You didn't want to admit it, but you were. You wish they treated you with that same kind of affection.

When they were done, Miruko took a breath, then looked at you.

"Alright, Bitch: what do we say?"

You were taken aback. You were actually being asked to speak! You didn't know what to say- not fast enough, anyways.

"Oi! What do we say to my lovely girlfriend here when she's given you a precious gift?!"

"T-Thank you..."

"Thank you what?"

"U-Um... uhhh..."

You stammered. Stammering was death.

"You little fuckin-"

"Hold on. I got it from here."

She strolled over to your cage. She lorded over you like she was staring at garbage.

"What's the matter? Did you already forget what she said the other night, huh? Is your brain that small that you can't retain basic information?"

"N-No..."

"Then what'd she say? What'd she say we were to you?"

"My..." a tear streaked down your cheek. "My parents..."

"Mhm. And what was I?"

"M... Mommy..."

"That's right. I'm your Mommy. So what do we say?"

"T-thank you... Mommy..."

"There ya go."

She lowered her hand into your cage, pointing with her index finger.

"Now kiss my finger to make up for what you just did."

You inched towards it. It was like an enormous pillar jutting out of flesh the size of a football field. You hesitantly puckered your lips, kissing her pristine, shiny fingernail.

"Attabitch~"

Her finger jolted forward, knocking you to the ground. You couldn't even stand up before it came back, smothering you to the ground.

"Say you're sorry."

"I-I'm sorry! Please! Please don't!"

"Don't what. Be specific."

"Don't! Don't kill me! Please! I'm sorry! I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

You kept shrieking that phrase. She just kept her finger on top of you. Your voice went hoarse, but you continued to murmur it, over and over

Finally, she raised it off you.

"Stay down for a while. Let what just happened soak in. Got it?"

"I'm... sorry... I'm... sor...ry..."

"I'll bet you are."

She turned around, not listening to your raspy cries for forgiveness.

"We've really gotta domesticate them. Maybe we should hire a trainer?"

"Definitely gonna have to think about it..."

……………

Your train of thought was derailed by Mt. Lady's gargantuan finger smashing you in the face with another poke. 

"Hey! I asked you a question!"

You shook your head, trying to regain your composure, only to be met with another assault from her finger.

"Answer my god damn question! Do you have a quirk?"

You moved your face around in pain. Your nose and lips were bleeding.

"Are you even listening to me?!"

Another smash to the face. You could feel your nose fracture with the impact. You closed your eyes in pain. When you opened them again, you saw her finger encroaching again.

"DO-"

SMASH

"YOU-"

SMASH

"HAVE-"

SMASH

"A-"

SMASH

"QUIRK?!"

She forced her finger on top of your torso, grinding it back and forth. You yelped in pain, your eyes growing watery with tears. You clenched your teeth; you'd had about enough.

"...I wonder if you're too stupid to even know what a quirk i- OW!"

You bit into her finger, tearing off the measly amount of skin your teeth sank into. You snarled like an animal as she winced, looking at her finger in annoyance and bewilderment.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?! YOU LITTLE-"

"What's all the screaming about?"

Miruko walked back in, catching sight of the scene. She raised her eyebrow.

"What happened, babe?"

"I'll tell you what happened- Bitch just bit me!"

Miruko fell silent, closing the door and striding over to her with a quiet, vengeful look on her face.

"You did what?"

She looked like she was about ready to kill you. A shiver went down your spine; you gulped, dropping the piece of skin you had in your mouth. 

"You really think you can just bite your owners?"

Miruko's hand descended on you like a predator, pinching you like a claw machine claiming its prize. You felt like you were going to get squeezed to death. She shifted her fingers so that you were held between her finger and thumb.

"Would you like it if I bit YOU?"

Your eyes widened. Your breathing went ragged. You instinctively tried to squirm away, but Miruko's fingers encompassed your entire being. She precisely navigated the fingers on her other hand to you, grabbing hold of your arm and pulling it out.

"You think it's funny, huh? Think it's cute to disobey your owners? Think it's funny to hurt us?!"

You wanted to retort with how hypocritical she was being. You were too busy whimpering and trying to wriggle your way out of her vice grip. Suddenly, humid air poured over you. Despite the sticky heat, your body went cold.

You were inches from her mouth.

"Maybe this'll teach you, you ungrateful little punk!"

You turned around to see her mouth opening. The dank cave that it housed within was plenty frightening- but you were more concerned with what was in front of it.

Her teeth.

A solid, impregnable wall of pure white deathbringers. You'd seen them rend food asunder, breaking even the toughest of meals into crushed, sloppy, digestible chunks. It was like staring at a row of highly efficient, horrifically clean guillotines, all arranged perfectly to slice and chop and cut and maim and dismember whatever object was unfortunate enough to get placed in them.

Your captured arm was placed right on the edge of her bottom tooth, slid along the smooth blade until your shoulder came over. You started to panic, looking up at the sky of blades hovering above like deathly clouds. You panted and whimpered, terrified that you knew what was going to happen, but not when. There was a heavy, gut-churning silence. You started to cry- you wanted this to end. You wanted to be free. Why was this happening to you?! This wasn't fair! You wanted to get out of this hellish place! You just wanted to go home!! You screamed, pulling you arm out-

CRUNCH

It was instant. The sharp CLACK of her teeth meeting. The sickening crunch of your bones being torn. For an instant, you didn't even feel it.

Until you looked down.

It wasn't there.

It was nothing but a bleeding, gushing stump.

You shrieked like a banshee, writhing in Miruko's grip before she dumped you on her palm. You gripped it in a vain attempt to stop the fountain of blood pouring from the grievous wound, but all you managed to do was get blood on your hand. You were screaming so much, you couldn't even hear the two of the cackling over you.

"Bahahahahahaha! Oh my god, look at it squirming!"

"Hahahaha! Oh, man, it's getting blood all over my hand! Ahahaha, shit, I gotta stop the bleeding! Ahahaha!"

They stomped through the house, laughing like hyenas as they made their way to the bathroom, completely uncaring about your plight. Miruko opened up the medicine cabinet and produced a box of band-aids, handing them to Mt. Lady. She peeled one open, aiming the sticky side to your blood-soaked nub.

"Ugh, stay still, Bitch! We're trying to help you here, you know?"

"Yeah, seriously, quit it with the squeaking! It's fucking annoying. I don't wanna hear it."

She pinched your head, lifting you up like a broken ragdoll. You kept screaming, your voice hoarse from all the shrieking you'd been doing, choking on your lack of air. The more you kept trying to move your dismembered arm, the more pain shot through you; trying to move nerves that aren't there was proving a difficult task, and your brain punished you for it. Even the adrenaline the pain created was beginning to fade. You were tired… so… so tired…

You didn't even fight back as Mt. Lady stuck the band-aid on the bloodied side of your body, wrapping the whole thing around your body like a robe. Miruko dropped you back down, into the puddle of your blood.

"Jeez, look at the mess you made on my hand. Hey, babe, could you put it back in the cage? I wanna wash up."

"Sure thing, hun."

Miruko slid you into Mt. Lady's uncaring palm. You stared blankly at the world, beyond the barricades of her fingers. She brought you to your damned cage, dropping you in without a second thought, frowning at you from beyond the bars. Miruko finally walked back in, patting her on the shoulder and bringing her down to the bed.

"Hey, babe, remember what you said about a trainer?"

"Yeah-huh."

"I think I'm starting to seriously consider it. I think I know who to call also."

"...Mmhm."

Miruko looked at her, concerned.

"Babe? Are you OK?"

"Y-Yes, it's just…"

Mt. Lady sniffled, a tear running down.her cheek.

"I don't understand it."

"Don't understand what?"

Mt. Lady whirled around, burying her face in Miruko's chest.

"I just don't understand why it did this to me…! Why would they do this?"

Miruko embraced her, stroking her back as she quietly sobbed.

"Shhh, it's alright. You didn't do anything wrong, Yu. It's all OK now. It won't hurt you ever again."

She briefly glared at you, before resuming comforting her girlfriend.

"You wanna go home?"

"Yeah…"

"Want me to walk you back to your apartment?"

"Yeah…" She sniffled.

"Want me to sleep with you tonight?"

"Yes, please…"

"Alright, then. Come on, up you come. Let's go."

They stood up, and Miruko stared daggers at you. She pulled out a dark towel, draping it over the back of your cage. You looked out to see her glare at you, contempt visible on her face.

"This is YOUR fault."

Her words stung, getting you right to your core. You knew she was wrong. You knew that people shouldn't be treated like this. But, for whatever reason… it hurt. Why did it hurt? Why? You couldn't answer. You just kept cradling yourself as Miruko scowled, pulling the towel all the way over the cage and walking away.

"It's OK, sweetheart. We'll call Midnight, and we'll get her to train them. It's gonna be OK, OK?"

You heard the door open and close, their footsteps getting farther and farther away. You just lay there. Bloody. Crying. Hurt. You wish you were smaller. So small that you weren't even perceivable. Maybe then the pain would go away. Maybe then Miruko would finally give you some peace.

Maybe death was a better alternative to living like this. Living to be dismembered and abused. Living as the cheap entertainment of someone else. Living in a nightmare. You just kept sobbing, clutching your missing arm, lying on the floor in a fetal position in the darkness of your cage, knowing that the only escape you'd ever have from this hell on earth…

…Was Death

THE END