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After a while, the light was directed away from my eyes, and i cold see my captor. She was white, with black hair, blue eyes, and a frame that wasn't skinny, but wasn't quite thick, either. "You're a tiny little man aren't you? What's your name?"
Although I felt comfortable around Malleah, I was terrified of this girl. I didn't know her, and she sounded menacing. So I remained silent, and decided I wouldn’t answer this question under any circumstances. She didn’t seem too happy with this. Her hand came in and pressed down on my stomach. All the air rushed out of my lungs, and I was powerless to stop her. Finally, her grip eased a little. “Let me try again. What’s your name, tiny man?”
After catching my breath, I said, “Aidan.”
“Aidan. I see. Well, Aidan, in case I needed to tell you, you’re my little pet now. You’re my toy, and I’m going to do whatever I want with you, and the best you can do is do as I say, and I won’t crush you. Do you understand?”
Scared out of my wits, I nodded my head. She grinned. “Good. Now get some sleep.” She said the cover of the matchbox over, concealing me in complete darkness. Even with this, I couldn’t get any sleep. I could only worry about what tomorrow had in store for me.



I was suddenly woken up with a jolt. I was sliding down something. I hit a wall, bringing me to an instant stop. I quickly realized that I was still in the matchbox. The matchbox turned over once more, and I was on the ceiling. Somebody had picked up the matchbox, which was why I was tumbling about. It started rocking back and forth, and I was tossed from side to side. Finally, it suddenly stopped. I must have been laid down on something. For a while, I believed everything would be calm for a bit. Then, the box was lifted into the air. Light poured into the room, and I saw my new owner’s face. She still didn’t tell me her name. Her large fingers reached in and picked me up. I tried resisting, but it was no use. She dropped me in the palm of her hand, and I heard another girl going “ooooh.” I turned around. This other girl was more tanned, had long, curly, dark brown hair and brown eyes. She was a little thicker than my mystery goddess frame wise, but that didn’t matter to shrunken old me. “May I?” For a second, I thought she was talking to me. But then, the girl who held me said “Sure thing!” I was plucked out of her hand. But unlike her, this new girl closed a fist around me, as if I would escape. "This is cool, Maya. You can make him do whatever you want."
"Yeah."
"I know! Can I have him paint my nails?"
"Sure!"
"Alright." She turned to me and set me down on the bus seat. "Okay, tiny man. You're going to do what this giantess wants you to, okay?"
I didn't know whether not to argue or not. But before I could answer, she said, "Good!" And went on her phone. I turned back to the other girl. She pulled out some paint, a brush, and dropped the gigantic items at my feet. Then, she said, "Blue. Now get painting."
I might have been afraid of Maya, but not so much of this girl. So I stuck my middle finger up and said, "Bite me, bitch."
She looked offended. "First of all, it's Kaylie. And second off, you'd better watch your tone, mister!" She stood up a little and scooted over. When I realized what was about to happen, I tried to get out of the way. Too late. A hundred and sixty pounds of woman ass came down right on top of me. It was so dark, and I couldn't move, and the last thing I remember before passing out was a loud, explosive sound vibrating the seat, and then, I blacked out.
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