It was a couple of days before Lucy would let Ceri hold her or take her out again. Her experience had made her edgy around the giant girl despite knowing in the back of her mind that Ceri would never hurt her. Besides her nervousness, it took a while for the bruising and aches to fully disappear. She wasn't in the mood to be handled while she was in pain but she had come up with a plan to pay back the vicious bitch who had done this to her, and she had nearly worked up the courage to carry it out.
The next time Ceri had Lucy out around Emma, the small girl had to fight to control every instinct to curl up and hide from the giantess who had so wantonly attempted to hurt and humiliate her. Ceri hadn't let her down off of her hand and instead kept her cradled to her body for most of the day. Emma had started to become impatient however with the constant need to adjust her comfort between the two of them and finally sat back with an irritable sigh
“Do you need to keep that around you ALL the time today?” She said nodding in the direction of Lucy with an annoyed expression as she folded her arms across her chest.
Ceri looked to Emma with slight surprise then looked down to Lucy who had heard the heated comment and looked up to meet her owner's gaze.
“Well she's only just let me start handling her again, I didn't want her t think she would get hurt any time she came out of her cage so I've been letting her stay with me.” Ceri's voice was slightly hurt as she tried to explain her reasons but she saw sense in what Emma had said, Lucy had been with her nearly all afternoon.
Ceri went to put Lucy back into her cage and the small girl realised what was going on. It was now or never. Taking a deep breath and steadying her nerves as best she could Lucy began to struggle in Ceri's hand, startling the bigger girl and making her stop to see what Lucy was so suddenly flustered about. Lucy's heart was pounding, she didn't know if she was really brave enough for this but she had begun and there was no other option but to go through with the plan now. She leaned across Ceri's hands as the girl tried to hold her steady so she didn't fall to the floor.
“What's gotten into you Lucy?” said Ceri, startled at the girls sudden strange behaviour.
She watched what her pet was doing for a moment before she realised there was an apparent purpose to her struggles. The small girl seemed to be leaning towards Emma, reaching towards her with both her little arms outstretched and her hands groping at the air as she tried to wriggle out of Ceri's grip. Ceri stared with almost disbelief at Emma for a moment before looking back down to Lucy. Finally she turned to face Emma, Lucy’s struggling changed direction to match to allow her to continue to try and scrabble towards the other girl.
“I... I think Lucy wants you to hold her” she said, her voice showing her surprise.
“What?” replied Emma with a slight start, pulling her hands firmly by her side “why would it want to be held by me?” she asked defensively.
“Oh don't be like that, you haven't like her since the day you met her, she wants to be friends, look!” Ceri held Lucy forwards and Lucy continued to make little reaching movements towards Emma, she cried out to be held but to the girls it simply seemed as though the little chirps and squeaks were simply her excitement at being given what she wanted.
Emma was apprehensive, she twitched her hands at first then slowly rose her arms, keeping a cautious gaze on the little girl in Ceri's hands. Something was wrong, she could tell, but she couldn't think what it could be that roused her suspicion. She had hoped to scare the little thing into coming no-where near her again after the way she had treated her but here it was trying to get her to hold it.
“Maybe the stupid thing is trying to make up for being so annoying” Emma thought to herself arrogantly.
She held her hands out flat, still tentative about the idea of holding the little pet. She had never held one of these things before, they were extremely rare and no-one really knew where they came from, all Emma needed to know was she didn't like them, but here she was readying herself to hold one. Ceri made a move forwards seeing Emma's nervousness at the situation, opening her palms flat and letting Lucy crawl to the front of her fingers.
“Now hold still” Ceri said softly “i'll let her jump from my hand onto yours, then you just cup them and hold her close to your chest so she doesn't fall.”
Emma simply nodded then held her hands slightly close under Ceri's. Lucy waited till the hands were over lapping. She shook slightly, but looking up she could see just as much tense anticipation on Emma's face as she was sure was showing on her own.
“That's a good girl, go on then.” came Ceri's cooing voice soothingly as she tilted her palms upwards to encourage Lucy.
Lucy gingerly stepped off Ceri's fingers and into Emma's waiting palms.
“Out of the frying pan, into the fire.” thought Lucy as she settled herself on Emma's hands.
Emma slowly brought the small girl towards her, eyes wide with a mixture of emotions as she felt the soft warm skin of the girl settled in her hands.
“This... This isn't so bad, I guess.” Emma thought as she looked down, awe, fear, excitement, it all rushed through her mind in a flood of feelings as she studied the small girl properly for the first time. Suspicion melted away quickly into the back of her thoughts as Lucy sat herself on her palm, nuzzling her hand and seemingly chirping happily up at her. Emma looked to Ceri who looked adoringly at the couple of girls getting along so nicely.
“That's right” Lucy said in a false happy tone “We're friends, you can trust me you massive bitch...” She smiled and stroked the palm of the giantess holding her, knowing they couldn't understand her regardless of what she said “come on, stroke me... I dare you” she continued, trying to keep up her false happiness.
“Aaawwww that's so cute!” exclaimed Ceri excitedly “see if she will let you stroke her while I get some pictures on my phone!” she said as she turned and headed over to her table to get her phone.
“Perfect..” Thought Lucy as Emma lifted one hand to move it above her and stroke a finger down her long hair, she saw Ceri turn away and with her heart thumping in her chest took a massive lungful of air.
*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!*
The shrill scream rang through the room! Emma flinched, nearly dropping Lucy but managing to cup her against her stomach looking over the shelf of her breasts down at the screaming little girl with a mix of shock and fear, Ceri spun round with the same look of surprise as she tried to work out what was going on.
“Emma! What did you do to her??” asked Ceri sternly as she crossed back to the pair and reached for Lucy.
“W..what? I didn't.. I never even...” Emma stuttered but Ceri was already scooping her pet away from her hands and into her own, lying her palms flat to examine the small figure which lay writhing and screaming upon them, seemingly trying to clutch at its back in absolute agony.
“Why couldn't you just be nice to her, she was trying to be friends!” said Ceri scornfully as she held Lucy up to her chest, slightly bowing her head as if to cuddle her pet close as she cooed soothingly to her “I know you don't like Emma but you could have just said no to holding her.”
Emma stood speechless, feeling like a child as Ceri scalded her “but... bit I never, I didn't touch her...” she stuttered weakly.
Ceri turned away and headed to Lucy’s cage, all the time the small girl gave cries and moans, chopping and changing between clutching at Ceri as though trying to win an oscar for 'best death scene' and holding her back.
“Thats right! You tell her Ceri! Oh the pain! The pain!” Lucy cried up at her mistress trying to stifle the laughter that welled inside her seeing the look on Emma's face at being told off.
Ceri slipped Lucy into her cage and went into her room for a moment, bringing back a small tank top she had worn, bundling it up and pushing it into the side of the cage next to the hamster home
“there you go sweetie, I know you like to cuddle so you can cuddle into one of my tops while we are out” she said in a babying voice before closing the door and putting her finger through the bars, waving it up and down as she looked sorry for her little pet's pain.
Turning away from the cage she looked to Emma who stood looking sheepishly down at her feet.
“I'll get my shoes on and we can go out.” she said matter-of-factly before heading back into her room to find her converse.
Lucy waited till Ceri had left the room and leapt to her feet, she looked over to Emma but Emma was still looking for anywhere to put her eyes that wasn't in Ceri's direction. She turned to the bundled top Ceri had put in the cage and took the few steps over to it, stepping up onto the fabric it smelt of a mixture of Ceri's body, deodorant and the fruit scented lotion Ceri liked to use to keep her skin smooth. She climbed the mound of fabric and stood clutching one of the bars waving her free hand at Emma.
It wasn't long till she caught her eye and Emma looked over at her, confusion written across her face as she took a couple of paces towards the cage to see better. Lucy laughed and jumped down into the bundles of the shirt, sliding down the the base of the cage and standing upright to make sure Emma was still watching. Emma stood staring in disbelief as she watched the small girl get up to her feet at the bottom of the little hill of fabric and jog to the front of the cage.
“You little shit” Emma said quietly under her breath as she stood, still gazing at the spectacle unfold in front of her as it dawned on her exactly what had happened.
Suddenly the small girl cartwheeled, like she had seen Ceri get her to do on the table for her a few times when they had first started going out. Rage, pure and unfettered at having been tricked by a mere rodent blazed in Emma's eyes.
“Ceri, come and see this!” she called out, intent on having Ceri see for herself that her little pet had been faking as it danced and twirled about doing one of its routines in its cage.
“What is it?” asked Ceri as she came out of her room, her jacket in one hand as she was ready to leave.
“Look!” Emma said pointing to the cage, slightly exasperated at having been unfairly judged.
“Aww, isn't she cute.” said Ceri sweetly as she looked over to see Lucy tucked snugly up against her shirt, half wrapped in one of the folds. “They say you should leave your pet with something that smells of you if they are in distress, its helps them settle. Come on, we should get going before it gets too late.” she said moving past Emma, not noticing she was staring slightly open mouthed and almost red with anger at the display the small girl was putting on for her owner.
That night Emma lay restless in bed next to Ceri who slept soundlessly with her back to Emma. She had made up her mind over the course of the evening that the little rat needed to go, but how, she hadn't quite decided yet. She thought of poisoning it, but she wanted to be there when it happened, wanted to see it make its last irritating squeal. No. She wanted something personal, up close and personal.
She considered the surroundings, maybe dropping it into something, or under something? She gave a malicious silent chuckle to herself imagining how real the cries of pain would be as the thing died under an iron, or being pulled into a hoover. Then an idea started to from.
“hmm, crush her, that sounds fun... but I couldn't do it here, I have no-where to hide it, and I couldn't clean it up in time... unless I did it somewhere else, but then i'd have to take her somewhere and Ceri would know because the cage would be empty... what if I took the cage too... too obvious... unless it got stolen...?” Emma's mind raced and churned, turning the plan over endlessly until finally with her body tensing with excitement “That’s it!”
Climbing as softly out of bed as she could she took up her clothes and went into the living room where Lucy's cage hung. She slipped on her jeans and top, pulling her hoody over her head and snatching up her boots “I knew wearing heavy boots would have their uses some day.” she thought, grinning to herself as she laced them up. Standing she looked down at her boots to admire them and feel her heart pound with the thrill of what she was about to have underneath them.
Quietly Emma made her way around the dark room, the only light she dared let in was through the open curtains as the street lights flooded the area with a dim, sickly orange. She used a knife from the kitchen to slide under the latch on the window and work it loose as gingerly as she could so as not to make too much noise, then she slid the window up a little way. That was the robbery staged. Next she moved over the cage that hung silently in the shadow laced corner of the room. Slowly taking the cage from its hook Emma made her way over to the front door and headed out, again closing the latch as quietly as possibly behind her.
Lucy was awoken my a strange motion of her cage, the room was swaying side to side and she could feel herself being jostled about every now and then. She wondered what was going on, moving to the small round window in the side of her house she peered out. She was moving, but she couldn't tell why, or where she was going. Lucy had never seen the outside of Ceri's house that she could remember and she could tell who held the cage as they were on the opposite side of it to the direction her window faced.
The cage suddenly tilted violently and with a loud crash of metal rattling on something hard Lucy was thrown across her house and hit the wall, tumbling forward out of the entrance hole and onto the base of the cage. As she came to her senses the first thing she realised in the poor light was how cold it was. Her little naked body shivering in the chill air that surrounded her now that she was outdoors and she looked around to try and discover a reason for this unexpected night time journey, then, with a cruel laugh to punctuate her fears, she saw her.
“So you little rodent, not so smart without your precious owner to show off in front of are you?” Emma said with a sneer as she gazed down at the tiny woman, kicking the side of the cage hard with her boot.
The cage rattled across the floor and hit the wall of the alley way she had brought the cage into. She had planned to get rid of the evidence of the little creature by killing it then throwing her and the cage into the dumpster that lay a little way down the alley. She delighted in the terrified little squeals that came from the cage as it came to a halt, the little thing inside lying flat against the base for a moment before curling into a ball and making its high pitched chirping noises.
Emma noticed the large dent her boot had left in the side of the cage and a new idea formed as to how she was going to get rid of her little problem. She grinned viciously as she took a step towards the cage and began to kick it back into the middle of the alley again, into the light so she could see what she was doing, and relish the fear on the small girl's face. She stood towering over the cage for a moment until wit ha smirk spread across her lips she lifted one boot off of the floor, hovering it over the cage before bringing it slowly down to rest on the top.
Lucy began to scream in fear, her body driven by adrenaline to ignore the thumping pain in her head and shoulders form where she had been slammed against the bars of the cage as Emma had kicked it. She got herself to her feet and ran to where the cage had been dented, the side Emma was looking down on her from, her little hands gripped the bars and she tried desperately to get them to part for her, to escape from under the boot of the giantess that seemed determined to end her here and now. Squealing and pleading up at Emma for forgiveness, for mercy! But it didn't come.
Emma pushed her weight onto the top of the cage seeing the little girl trying to free herself, she knew she couldn't savour the thrill of this for long in case it got out. She would never find her in the darkness of the alley and it could slip away amongst the other rodents, or be eaten by them she mused happily. She shifted her balance onto the foot that rested on the cage and quickly got the results she wanted, the dent had weakened the cage enough to let it buckle under her weight, the bars suddenly thrust inwards, pitching Lucy back across the cage and almost crushing her under the metal.
“Please! Please Emma i'm sorry please! Stop this!” Lucy screamed up at the girl who seemed to be taking immeasurable delight in what she was about to accomplish.
The bars folded in around Lucy as she lay on her back writhing and struggling to find some kind of exit, some way out from the mass of twisted bars, she hated herself for being unable to bend a single bar when it seemed so easy for her mistress to push them out of the way with a mere finger when she would try and stroke her through the side of the cage. A cruel laughed floated down to her from above cutting through the sound of creaking metal when suddenly the rubber sole of the boot that had threatened Lucy lifted away for a moment.
Emma gazed down seeing the girl trapped among the tangle of the cage “This is amazing... it feels so good!” she thought to herself, lost in the joy of the moment, all of her hatred of this pathetic creature flowing out of her as she stomped her boot back down onto the cage, hearing the tiny girl scream out another pitiful long wail of terror. The boot came back down at blinding speed crushing the bars down until they pinned Lucy’s body under them, the metal digging painfully into her body but thankfully not piercing it. Lucy couldn't move, the rubber of the boot was a mere inch form her body as it twisted one way then the next and ground down on the cage, pushing the bars deeper into her skin.
The boot rained dirt and grit down from its sole as it dislodged against the cage, the laughter echoing constantly around her as she began to cry, realising she would never see her mistress again, never be loved or held any more, she cried with all her soul and preyed her mistress would come to save her as the boot lifted for the third time.
“Bye bye, pest” Emma said with glee as she suspected this would be the last she saw or heard from the tiny girl again, her boot came down once more, this time the cries from the cage ceased and became choked gargled chirps of pain and anguish. She was a little surprised it was still alive but really she didn't care, it was all the sweeter that she could draw this out just a little longer. The bars pressed painfully into Lucy’s stomach, they just missed crushing her ribs completely but they dug firmly into her midsection, one of her legs was twisted to the side, the curve of a bar stabbing painfully into the muscle and keeping it pinned in place.
Lucy’s world was one of red with the pain she was experiencing, metal pushed her head flat to the cage floor, the rubber of Emma's boot tread almost grinding against her skin as the giantess once more scraped the boot back and forth over the top of her, the smell of rubber and soil filled her lungs as far as she could draw breath with the cage pinning her completely now. Emma went to lean her weight forwards, the final act she thought as she waited for the chirps to be silenced, replaced with the wet, gooey crunch of the girls body being broken down under the metal, but it never came.
Emma began to feel dizzy, her vision clouded, turning hazy as the world around her rocked back and forth as though she was on a boat. She began to feel sick, like she was free-falling and her limbs were going numb. She stumbled backwards and fell to the ground, sitting upright as she tried to shake the feeling from her mind. Her eyes rolled in her head for a moment until suddenly, with the blood pounding in her ears, the air coursing like raging waterfall around her it all came to a climax, and was gone.
The alley was still dark, but it seemed darker than before. The ground she sat on felt almost like a field of rocks and gravel, she looked up and saw a strange shining golden building of some kind some distance ahead of her, but it was dwarfed by two of the biggest sky-scrapers she had ever seen either side of it. Then she stopped for a moment and took a look around her. That wasn't some kind of building she could see, it had bars and spokes protruding from the top of it, and no door around its smooth rounded gold edges. The skyscrapers seemed to be constructed of bricks made of enormous single slabs, just a little shorter than she would be if she were standing.
“Oh god.... oh god no.” Emma breathed as the realisation sunk in. She scrambled to her feet and looked around her, everything was huge now, or more to the point, she was tiny!
She couldn't have been more than 4 inches tall by her understanding, and as she thought about it she realised that would have put her at two inches shorter than Ceri's little pet. A heavy boulder of terror and helplessness filled the pit of her stomach as she began to wonder how she had gotten so small until something drifted across the air to her. Tiny cries, please of mercy, begging for help, begging for her mistress to help her.
“That... that must be Lucy!” Emma said to herself in some amazement, still struggling to come to terms with what was going on “I can.... understand her now?” she thought with some sense of confusion.
“Mistress, please! I'm down here, help me please, Ceri!” Lucy’s voice continued to call in the distance as Emma made a slow but steady connection in her mind
“If she is calling to Ceri, then that must mean... oh no, oh please no!” Emma's thoughts were swiftly interrupted as the heavy, rhythmic pounding of footsteps approached her from behind. She turned slowly to see the dirt white strip of rubber that lead up to the chequered blue and white canvass of a pair of converse before her eyes trailed up the once slender looking leg of her girlfriend.
Ceri gazed down at Emma, her eyes fiery with anger and disappointment as she stood with her hands on her hips, her converse flexed slightly up and down at the toes as though she were tapping her toes in frustration.
“how could you Emma?” her voice boomed down, instantly silencing all thought and action Emma could have attempted as she froze with fear “How could you try and hurt Lucy, hurt ME like this? You are so childish, so jealous, so... so much of a bitch!” she said lifting her foot and slamming it down right next to Emma, not even showing a hint of difference to the fact she sent the small girl sprawling.
As the shoe landed an almost deafening bang rattled through Emma's entire body, the shockwave of air threw Emma aside as she tumbled across the ground, the sharp gravel cutting into her hands and knees as she tried to steady herself. She looked up, tears and fear in her wide eyes as her voice crackled for a moment and she tried to shout up to her once sweet and gentle girlfriend
“Ceri, I didn't want to hurt you, I would never hurt you I swear, I just wanted us to be together, not be together with that... that THING!” she cried up, her anger once again showing through for Lucy who she still blamed for everything that had gone wrong, but she was in for a bigger shock than anything that had come to her so far. Ceri simply stared down at her, her face hard and unchanged until she spoke down to Emma once more.
“Squeak at me all you want Emma, I can't understand you any more, no one can, only other people who have been reduced. But don't worry, I don't want you any more, but i'm not heartless. I wont leave you to fend for yourself the way you are.” Ceri's face softened, but not to her usual kind demeanour Emma had hoped to see, but to one of sadness, then there was a low scraping sound of Ceri's foot moving across the floor and suddenly Emma couldn't see anything of Ceri except for the dirty white sole of her shoe.
Emma panicked, her legs felt as though they had turned to lead in her horror as she scrambled onto her front and tried to crawl away from the descending rubber sky above her. All the time she crawled she begged and pleaded but the space was getting smaller and smaller until she felt her legs being pinned. She let out a screech of terror as her hands scrabbled at the sharp gravel beneath her, she felt her legs pressed into the ground, her muscles pushed painfully down as her bones creaked. The shoe continued its relentless roll up her body, pressing into her lower back now as at least her legs gave way under the pressure.
Ceri looked down without emotion, as though she were stepping on a paper cup or an autumn leaf as it crackled underfoot. She heard the anguished squeaks of her former lover getting more and more high pitched as she leaned her weight forwards, rocking onto the ball of her back foot to add more pressure to the one which crushed the diminutive girl under it. Finally the long drawn out cry of the tiny girl was replaced by a gargle and the gentle pops and cracks of her body as a soft, squishy red puddle began to spread around the sole of Ceri's shoe.
Emma had been completely flattened, like a steam roller pressing its way up over her body the shoe had given little mercy to her tiny form. Ceri could feel the small lump of what was left of Emma pressing slightly into her foot through the thin rubber sole, she flexed her toes and rocked once more onto the ball of her foot, another series of cracks and wet pops sounded and the lump disappeared beneath her, spread like jam underneath her.
Ceri leaned back once more, a soft sucking noise accompanying her foot lifting slightly off the floor as she gave a small sigh. It had to be done, she mused to herself before pressing her foot flat to the floor again to hear the amusing squelchy noise the mess under her shoe made. She allowed herself a small smile of appreciation before scraping her foot back and dragging her sole across the ground to clean off the gooey paste.
She walked calmly over to the cage which lay mangled on the floor, finding Lucy among the wreckage she easily pulled a few of the bars to the side and lifted her little pet out. Lucy breathed heavily as she lay bruised and sore in Ceri's soft warm hands. Ceri pulled a couple of other bars up out fo the way as she braced the edge of the cage with her foot and tugged her shirt free as well, wrapping little Lucy into the fabric to keep her warm and cuddling her to her chest.
“Its ok Lucy, i'm here now, lets go home and get you cleaned up shall we?” Ceri said sweetly as she cuddled the bundle close.
Lucy still sobbed slightly, but she had never been so happy to be with her mistress in her life, a hot, soft pair of lips pressed against half of her head and she knew she was safe once more as she snuggled into the t-shirt that smelled comfortingly of her owner.
The end.