Lily took a deep breath, psyching herself up. Senior year was almost up, and that meant that in a few short months, she may never see this girl again. It was now or never. She rounded the corner, and marched up to a tall girl standing in front of a locker. “S-Stacy!” She announced, her voice surprising herself as much as the other girl. “I- uh, I mean... I think that you're... umm...” She blushed. Now or never! “I think you're cute! And I was wondering if you'd like to date sometime. Me. Please.” She had kept her eyes on the ground, but now she flicked them up into Stacy's face to gauge her expression.

Stacy was surprised and amused. She looked the smaller girl up and down. She definitely wasn't unattractive. But as she was opening her mouth to speak, she noticed her twin, Tracy, coming down the hallway towards them. She grinned inwardly, her exterior a mask of mild confusion. “Um, I'm Tracy.” She insisted softly. She raised her hand, addressing her twin. “Stacy!” She called, knowing her sister would understand. This wasn't the first time they'd done this. “Lily wants to... talk to you!” Tracy looked in that direction, then shrugged and came over.

“Sure. What's up, Lil?” The smaller girl was now blushing furiously. She'd gotten the wrong twin!? How could she be so stupid!

“I... uh... I'm so sorry, I just thought that... I mean, I was sure – or, no, I thought I was sure that-”

“Lily. Calm down, it's okay.” Stacy cooed, putting a hand on her shoulder. Both girls enjoyed watching Lily squirm in discomfort, but they were also very good at pretending like they had real feelings. “Just tell my sister what you told me.”

“Stacy, I...” she stammered, addressing Tracy. “Ithinkyou'recuteandcanwedatesometime?”

Tracy smiled, finally understanding what had happened. She looked into her sister's eyes, wondering how she wanted to play it. After a moment, she nodded imperceptibly and looked back down at Lily. “So you totally asked my sister out first, right? You thought she was me?”

Lily's face felt as if it might catch on fire. She suddenly realized her back was against the wall, and the two taller girls had somewhat crowded around her, making her feel trapped like an animal. “I mean... I thought I watched her come here – or, I mean I thought I watched you come here. I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it.”

“No, you just figured that since we're twins, it didn't really matter, right? We've got the same body, that's all that's important? There's no way we could be two completely different people upstairs, huh?”

“No! Not at all! Please, I didn't mean to offend you! I'm so sorry, j-just please let me get to class. I won't bother you again, okay?” She tried to push past Stacy, but the twin just held her ground, staring down at Lily. For a moment Lily felt as if she were a child looking up to an adult, but attributed it to the humiliation of the situation.

Tracy continued to lay into the girl. “No, it's not okay. What's the only thing you could come up with to say about me? 'I think you're cute'? Are you really that shallow?” Tracy reached out an arm and shoved the small girl into the wall. Lily let out a soft squeal of pain, but the hallway was mostly empty by now, and nobody paid attention to it.

“Come on, Stace.” Stacy said to her sister. “Cut her some slack. She's just a tiny little thing, she can't be very bright. That's just physiology, it's not her fault.” Lily looked up – yes, she was definitely looking up now – at the twins as they stared down at her with condescension and derision in their eyes.

“W-what's happening to me?” Lily stammered. Her shoulder still hurt, but now she was much too small for either of them to reach her easily. She tried to run off, but Tracy swept her leg forward, knocking the tiny girl onto her ass.

“Looks like you're shrinking.” She said coldly. There was no more playfulness in her voice or countenance. She stared down at Lily as the girl continued to dwindle, staring up hopelessly at the two now-gargantuan twins. Stacy slowly slid her sandal forward, gently pressing Lily into the wall. The helpless girl squirmed and squealed in pain and fright as the mammoth shoe threatened to smear her against the wall right there. She tried to choke out a desperate plea, but she couldn't get enough air in her lungs to do so.

“Lily.” Stacy said. “We're just teasing you. You totally got the right twin the first time, and of course I'd love to go out with you.” She smiled down warmly. “Where were you thinking of taking me? To the park? Ooh, or are we gonna go watch a movie? I bet at your size I could just slip you in a pocket and get you in for free! Doesn't that sound fun?” She didn't relinquish an ounce of force on the tiny girl, who squirmed helplessly at her toes.

“You gonna do it now?” Tracy asked her sister, watching the tiny girl desperately fight for her life. Stacy shrugged, and the two twins just stood in silence for a moment while Lily suffered beneath them. Finally, Stacy pulled her foot back, and Lily collapsed onto her front, taking in heaving breaths. Tracy giggled. “It never gets old for me.”

“The suffering's the best part.” Stacy agreed. She reached down and pinched the tiny girl between her forefinger and thumb, lifting her up to the faces of the beaming twins. Lily was dropped into Stacy's open palm, writhing and screaming.

“Loud little bug, isn't she?” Tracy tapped at Lily's face with her finger, knocking her head repeatedly against Stacy's palm. “Shut up. Be quieter, or I'll make you lap up some battery acid.” Lily was in no position to understand what was happening or obey orders. Her mind had all but shut down, and she was in full panic mode. She lashed out blindly at the finger that easily battered her around, screaming pleas for mercy and cries for help.

Stacy opened her mouth to say something more, but just then the bell rang through the halls, startling the twins. They looked at each other, and silently agreed to return home. Sending quick glances down each hallway, Stacy slipped Lily underneath her left breast, adjusting her bra for a moment to let it settle down on top of her. The pressing weight was almost unbearable for Lily, and with her head turned as far to the side as she could go, she could only draw in short, sucking breaths. The lack of oxygen forced her to calm down and think more rationally.

The twins quickly exited the building, then headed home at a casual pace. Lily couldn't tell what they were saying, but most of her mind was preoccupied with regulating her breathing so she didn't smother to death. She couldn't believe what was happening. How had they done this? And why? What had Lily done to deserve this treatment? Tears sprang to her eyes as she thought about how intimidated she'd felt by the twins, how small and pathetic Tracy's words had made her feel. But that couldn't have been what this was, right? It wasn't possible to just insult a person 'til they shrank... right?

Soon enough, the twins arrived at their house, and let themselves in. They took the tiny girl up to their room, and Stacy slowly extracted Lily from her bra. “Did you have a fun ride, you little lesbo?” She cruelly mocked the little girl in her palm. Lily squirmed in humiliation.

“Please... why are you doing this to me?”

“Because you're a weak little rat and this is what weak little rats deserve.” Tracy chimed in. “You deserve to suffer and squish at the heels of goddesses like us.” Tracy's words cut through Lily, and she felt herself grow a little smaller. Stacy laughed.

“Stop it, Trace, she's already an insect.”

“Sorry. Sometimes the hate just wells up in me, and using the power gets it out.” She stared at the diminutive girl. “But then, of course, just looking at how weak she is brings it all back.”

Stacy playfully drew her hand away from Tracy's gaze, as if secreting the small girl away. “Don't worry, little Lil. I'll keep you safe from the big bad Tracy. Why don't you go ahead and kiss my palm to show me how grateful you are?” Lily nodded and, without thinking, leaned forward and kissed Stacy's palm. She looked back up to the giant girl for approval. “Good girl!” Stacy chirped, smiling happily. “Very obedient. Very good.”

A pit grew in Lily's stomach. Why had she done that? It didn't seem right, yet she couldn't help but feel pleased with herself that she'd made Stacy happy by being a good girl. What? “Now get on all fours and bark.” No sooner had Lily heard the command than was she yipping away.

“She figure it out yet?” Tracy asked as she stepped up close behind her sister, leaning her head over Stacy's shoulder.

“Nope, don't think so. She's just a happy little girl, isn't that right?” Lily smiled and nodded, still barking away. What did they mean by figure it out? What was there to figure out? Everything was so easy – just do what Stacy says, and life's fine. What?

“Maybe she's so stupid, she'll just slip right into total subservience.” The two girls both laughed, and Lily couldn't help but feel she was being made fun of. But what was the joke? Of course she would serve, that's what made her happiest. No. That's not right! Suddenly, her mind snapped back. Why was she doing this? She tried to move, to do something else, but she couldn't help herself.

“That's enough, little dear. Did you like doing that for me?”

“No!” Lily shouted, finally able to voice her thoughts again. “No, I don't want to serve you!” She felt she needed to compensate for her behavior, something she could attribute only to the unusual circumstances of her current position. Stacy just laughed at her.

“There it is! Just... it's not really up to you. You'll do whatever I say. I'm kind of special like that.” She winked. “Go ahead. Start fingering yourself, and see if you can stop.” Lily's eyes went wide, but her hand was already down her pants, rubbing along her sex. She whimpered in humiliation, completely unable to draw her arm away. She could control her other hand, but it froze up the second she tried to get it to interfere with the first.

“P-please!” She yelled, red-faced. “Please stop this!”

“Yeah, come on Stace, let's stop this.” Tracy whispered into her twin's ear. “Let's just end the weak little bitch right now.” Stacy shook her head.

“No, I like this. And she does, too. It feels good, doesn't it?” Lily had noticed it wasn't unpleasant, but at Stacy's word each stroke sent shivers of ecstasy down Lily's spine. She squirmed and writhed in Stacy's palm, squealing out a quick plea for mercy. “Oh, all right. You may stop.” Lily drew her hand out of her pants, and turned away from the peering faces of the twins, completely humiliated.

“God, this one's just adorable, isn't she?” Stacy turned to face her sister, their bodies close. “Maybe if you let her work on you for a little bit, you'd grow to like her. You don't have to hate every tiny, you know.”

“Well, what would you have her do?”

“Take your shirt off.” Stacy said. Tracy raised an eyebrow, and her sister rolled her eyes. “Please.” She asked. Tracy did so, easily slipping out of her t-shirt. Stacy lifted the tiny Lily up to Tracy's armpit. “Now lick, little girl.”

Lily grimaced even as her tongue ran across the bitter flesh. An overpowering smell filled her nostrils and she closed her eyes, hoping that somehow by not seeing what she was doing, it would make it more bearable. It didn't work. She felt the wicked aftertaste of deodorant stinging her tongue, and she knew the two giant girls were looking down on her, watching her helplessly humiliate herself.

The twins, however, were more preoccupied with each other than with her. Stacy pressed her body against Tracy's, and the two locked lips, Stacy still making sure that Lily was pushed against her twin's armpit. Tracy had wrapped her arms around her sister, and the two girls lingered in the embrace for a moment after the kiss was over, enjoying the closeness of the other girl. Then, they drew away.

“So at this point,” Stacy began, addressing the tiny girl in her palm as Tracy walked over to a nearby desk, messing with some pieces of paper. “I'm sure you're starting to realize that there's nothing you can do to stop us. We're goddesses, and we've set our sights on you for tonight.”

“T-tonight? What do you mean, tonight?”

Stacy laughed. “You didn't think we were going to keep you around, did you?”

“I... I mean... I guess I thought that-”

“It doesn't matter.” Stacy waved her hand dismissively. “Your thoughts don't matter. We're not keeping you. You're a tiny little bug, what would we want with you?” Lily understood the truth in the words, but it was hard for her to hear her own life talked about so callously. The tiny girl prayed that it was just to scare her, but even she didn't believe that. “But you do get to be a special little pet. There's something we've always wanted to do but for one reason or another we never got around to it. We always break our soft little toys before we get the chance.”

“You're gonna kill yourself!” Tracy chimed in from across the room. Lily looked from one sister to the other, frightened and bewildered. Stacy laughed at the expression on her face.

“Not really, of course. We're going to kill you. But we're going to have you record a little video where you talk about how pathetic you are, and all the weird, sick shit you think about and act upon on a daily basis, and then you're going to tell everyone you've decided to remove yourself from their lives.” Lily began to understand. Tracy was cutting out a small, white, three-walled room as the stage for this horrifying movie. The tiny girl was terrified. She crawled forward onto her knees, clasping her fingers together.

“Please, Stacy. Please don't do this to me. Please let me serve you, or just release me into the wild, or please just anything but this. Please, please, please.” The giant girl stared at the pleading form in her hand silently for a moment, then barked out a quick laugh.

“Don't you see? I can make this video, and then do any of those things to you. They're not mutually exclusive. Your life is my plaything now.”

“Ours.”

“Our plaything now.” Stacy corrected herself. “You don't have any say in your life anymore.”

“No! No, you can't do this to me, Stacy, please! I'm still a person! I still have rights! You can't j-”

“Oh, put your foot in your mouth.” Stacy sighed, disgusted. Lily let out a shrill scream as she silenced her own voice, jamming her foot into her mouth. “Be sure to lick it, too. Don't stop 'til I say to.” Lily looked up at Stacy with a mixture of horror and anger, but couldn't prevent herself from doing what she said. Stacy walked over to her sister, admiring her little project. “Looks good. Sure people won't be able to tell what it is?”

“Probably not. And even if they do it's not like anybody's ever going to believe it. We'll be fine.”

“I know we will.” Stacy put her hand on Tracy's shoulder, squeezing it softly. She set the tiny girl down on the desk, and the two watched her suck her foot for a while before Stacy finally laughed. “Okay Lil. You're good, you can stand up.”

Lily stood, afraid to speak. She was completely helpless to these giants. She had no voice against them. “Take all your clothes off, Lily.” The tiny girl wordlessly obeyed her captor. “Now go stand in the little box.” It was small, but bigger than Lily, and she fit comfortably inside. Tracy set down the video camera in front of her, and played with the zoom 'til only the naked girl and the white backdrop could be seen. Stacy picked up a few index cards Tracy had just scrawled out, and held them up behind the camera. “Now, when we start shooting, you will read what's on these cards, and you will say the words like you mean it. You won't do anything to communicate your real situation.” The tone of Stacy's voice made Lily feel as though the commands would be punctuated with an “Understand?” but of course that was unnecessary. She had no choice but to comply.

Tracy pushed a button on the camera. Lily saw a small red light shine on, and she unthinkingly obeyed. “Hi. My name is Lily Fletcher, and I'm making this video to explain my whereabouts. I'll be disappearing now, because I'm going to go kill myself. Each and every one of you has made me feel hated. I'm sorry I've been such a nuisance to you all, and I hope that by disappearing I can make your lives more convenient. Thanks for taking the time to watch this, and goodbye.” With that, the video camera was flicked off. Lily felt her knees tremble. She'd just given a convincing video suicide note, something everybody she knew would see. She imagined her friends seeing it. Her parents, hearing her say they made her feel hated. She fell to her knees, tears stinging her eyes as she trembled impotently. The twins were fussing with the video camera as she stared up at them.

“Bitch!” Lily shrieked, suddenly jumping to her feet. She stormed forward, though her footsteps were audible only to her. “Fucking bitch! This isn't fair! This isn't right! You're sick, twisted cunts and you can't do this to people! You have no right!” She was filled with furious rage. Stacy just smirked.

“Oh yeah? Present your pussy to me, dyke.”

“No! Fucking whore-bitch no!” Lily shrieked as she turned, dropped to her knees, and raised her waist up into the air.

“Tell me again how I can't do this, but this time call me Goddess.”

“You-you can't do this, Goddess! AUGH!” Lily yelled in frustration. At this point, tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She struggled wildly against her own muscles, but her entire body betrayed her.

“Now beat your head into the desk. Just smash it down, again and again.” Lily's world exploded in pain and horror at the same time. With violent force, she found herself rocketing towards the desk, and she couldn't help but feel like a pilot who's lost control of their plane. After the second blow she could feel the blood on her forehead, and see it on the desk. After the fourth, it started to run into her eyes. Tracy just watched with complete interest. She'd never seen her sister like this, letting a tiny off herself in such a brutal fashion. After seven blows, Stacy finally gave the word to stop.

“Now tell me again. Tell me again how I have no right.”

Even if she'd wanted to stop, the giant girl wouldn't let her. “You... don't have the right... Goddess.” Lily wondered if that last part was the charm or if it was just her grovelling for forgiveness.

“Stop breathing. Just don't do it anymore.” The order came, and Lily obeyed. Her eyes went wide almost immediately, and she clutched at her throat for a moment out of reflex before desperately reaching towards the sky, towards Stacy, the only girl who could give her air.

“What're you doing?” Tracy's question surprised Stacy, and for a moment both forgot the tiny girl squirming for air beneath them.

“I'm showing her what her place is.” She looked back down at Lily with contempt. “Go ahead, breathe again.”

“OhgodpleaseI'msosorry!” Lily begged between gasps and sobs, curled up pathetically before the twins. “Please don't hurt me anymore I swear to god I'll behave I swear it please just let me live!”

“We gonna oblige her?” Tracy asked, smirking. Her sister just shrugged, arms folded across her chest, looking away from the both of them.

“Go nuts, Trace.” She said simply. “She knows what she is now. There's nothing more to be done with her.”

“No!” Lily shrieked, slowly climbing to her feet. “Please, no, I said I'd do anything! I understand my place, please!” The tiny girl didn't know what to say or do to convince them to spare her, and the stress of being made to plea for her life was eating her up inside. Tracy just snickered, and gently brushed Lily off the desk, and onto her chair.

“See ya around, dear!” She called softly before lowering her ass onto the chair. Lily desperately dashed from the descending derriere, but instead found herself pinned for a brief moment, pressed down, then crushed against the chair. Most of the weight was on her lower body, though, so she remained alive as her legs were pulped beneath Tracy's ass. The giant girl smiled, and after a moment wiggled her tush back and forth, smearing Lily across her jeans and the fabric of the seat, and catching the rest of her body in the slight movements. After another quick jostle, all that remained was a dark red smear, to be cleaned up later.