My Mini Jenny

Having reviewed and seriously considering the rules of this forum I think I can post this piece without ruffling any feathers.

The following passage isn’t really part of any particular story, though it does take place in the town of Lost Bay, Oregon and it is within the pocket universe that I’ve created there.

A few of you may recognize Jennifer as the curvy, athletic strawberry-blonde from “The Bargain”, “Squirt Gun - 2”, “Danielle’s Story” and “A Little Late Night Excursion”. This little vignette relates how she came to be a self-invited addition to my little collection. If you follow my stories, you will probably meet her again.

Jennifer pulled herself up to her full height and glared down as she watched Sally open the box and remove an odd-looking device.

“Okay, so now what?” she asked, her every word dripping with sarcasm and mock curiosity. “What happens next, oh mighty sorceress?” This time it was Jennifer’s turn to smirk at the petite woman. Sometimes she actually enjoyed being kind of a jerk. It was fun and combined with her intimidating size, gave her a sense of power.

"This is it; this is the secret that you’ve been so determined to see. It’s the reason you broke into my house. Well, what do think?” Sally said, holding up the Quantifier.
Okay, Jennifer thought, she had to admit that the projector really did look fascinating and even a bit intimidating, like some strange, steam punk artifact or ray gun.
Made from dark, grey metals with bronze and gold it had an array of different dials, knobs and buttons, none of which made any sense to Jennifer.

There really did seem to be some sort of pseudo-scientific, almost magical quality about it. Not that she believed in such things. “Sure”, she said, doing her best to sound bored.

“This device was designed to reshape and modify the target in a number of interesting ways.” Sally turned to faced her again, and asked, “So Jennifer, would you really like to see how it works? What it can do?”

“Obviously” Jennifer crossed her arms over her chest and started to tap her foot. This game was starting to get on her nerves, especially since it seemed that Sally was so supremely confident and clearly expected her to back down. She was obviously bluffing, trying to make her nervous so that she wouldn’t pursue this. But Jennifer wouldn’t be scared off so easily.
“You’re sure?” Sally asked. “Yes. Now get on with it.” Jennifer responded. She watched nervously as Sally raised the device, made a few adjustments and pointed it at her chest.

Suddenly she was having second thoughts. Jennifer was starting to realize that Sally really could be a very successful show woman. She certainly did have a talent for capturing her audience’s imagination, not that she believed that any of this was real.

Before she could speak the room appeared to suddenly grow much brighter around her. There seemed to be a bright red light coming from every direction. Until she glanced down at her body and realized that it was coming from her! Jennifer started to panic, but only for just a moment. The whole world abruptly started to lurch and shift around her. At first, she worried that they might be experiencing an earthquake. It looked like everything around her was flying upward. It all happened so quickly and yet so slowly all at the same time. It felt like an impossible paradox of swirling, twisting reality. Jennifer didn’t know how to process what was happening to her. It went beyond everything she had ever experienced before. This is a new part of the world, one she had never witnessed.

Gradually the light faded.
Jennifer blinked several times as her mind began to clear. She realized that she was laying on her back, staring up at the distant ceiling. Strangely it appeared to be very far away. She didn’t remember this room having such high ceilings. It didn’t really matter one way or the other, but everything seemed to be working in slow-motion. Despite her best efforts, Jennifer discovered that she couldn’t really think clearly. She tried to sit up in an effort to stand, only to discover that she was laying beneath a jumble of very coarse, heavy fabric.

Eventually she realized that it wasn’t just random fabric. It looked as if she’d somehow become entangled in a giant-sized version of her own clothing! All of the sudden everything that she had been wearing was much, much larger than it should be. None of it would possibly fit any more. Her enormous brassiere and huge blouse weighed on Jennifer so heavily that she could barely lift her arms. Determined to learn what had happened, she pushed at the folds of fabric and squirmed to work her body free.

Sally quietly walked across the room and knelt down as Jennifer struggled to extract herself from her garments. She paused for a moment, smiling as she watched Jennifer struggle to free herself from her undergarments. “Hey there, sweetheart. Now, I know the transition can be more than a little disorienting the first time, so you just take it easy. You’re going to require some time to adjust. Right now you need to understand that this is all real. You’re not having a dream and this isn’t a delusion either.”

Free of the weight of her clothing but still groggy, Jennifer slowly rose to her feet. As she stood, she felt her oversized clothing slowly slip from her body. Her blouse, her skirt even her bra and panties simply fell away, to pool around her knees as she stood. As her head began to clear she finally realized that she was standing in front of Sally, completely and utterly naked. She felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment and she demurely covered her generous bosom and her sex with her hands. For a moment she considered running away or grabbing her blouse to cover herself. Then she froze.
She suddenly realized that Sally was huge. Even kneeling the petite blonde towered over Jennifer. And not just her, the room and everything in it was now much bigger than it should be. Everything appeared as though it had been enlarged several times over. Everything except her. Just a few minutes ago, she’d been sitting on the couch, now she would struggle to climb up onto the cushions that easily rose up as high as her chest. The coffee table had barely reached her knees when she had arrived, now it stood as tall as her shoulder.
Jennifer felt a shiver ran through her tiny body, triggered as much by her nakedness as by the sudden comprehension of her utter puniness. She still couldn’t comprehend what had happened to her. Nothing made any sense. Frantically, she struggled to find some kind of rational explanation for what she was seeing. Could this be some kind of a dream? No, it all felt much too real, too tactile and solid.

Without any warning, Sally suddenly reached forward and picked her up. It all happened so fast that Jennifer was taken completely by surprise. She couldn’t believe how easily Sally’s huge hands had closed around her waist and effortlessly swept her off her feet. Sally was really a giant! Rising to her feet, she cupped Jennifer’s behind with one arm and held the little redhead against her breast, as easily as if she were a tiny baby. Jennifer felt herself flush again as she realized that her bare bottom was now comfortably cradled in the palm of Sally’s hand.

"What… what’s happened to me?” Jennifer gasped as she squirmed in Sally’s embrace, “What the fuck did you do to me?”

“As I said before your… transition, my projector is a very unusual device. It’s designed to alter the target’s size, among other things. All based on the settings selected by whoever operates it. And, in this case that someone, well… that was me." Sally smiled.

Jennifer tried to process everything that she was seeing and experiencing. Looking down, she tried to examine her body to see if it was really hers. There was no question that the breasts, shoulders, belly and thighs were clearly her own. She held up one of her hands and examined it very closely. There was no doubt; it was her hand. Then she placed it on the hand that held her bottom. When she saw that her whole hand was hardly longer than Sally’s thumb, she finally realized just how small she was. As absurd as it seemed, there was no denying it. She had to accept the notion that Sally had somehow managed to reduce her to the size of an infant.

“No, no!”, Jennifer pushed the thought from her mind. That simply wasn’t possible! It didn’t make any sense! It defied the laws of physics and reality, this had to be something else. Unfortunately for her, Jennifer couldn’t imagine what else it might be. She decided that she, needed some air and some time to think about this. Straightening her arms and arching her back, she tried to push herself away from her enormous captor.

“Oh my. Aren’t you the little wiggle worm?” Sally chuckled, “Just settle down there, pipsqueak. You’re not going anywhere on your own.”

“Ugh! Just let go of me!” Jennifer growled. For a few moments she continued to strain against Sally’s grip. Then she glanced down and realized that if she were somehow able to work her way free of Sally’s arms, she might fall what looked like ten or twelve feet to the floor. Given Sally’s small stature, it couldn’t really be more that three or four feet. Normally, that wouldn’t have been a serious concern, but at her reduced size, she thought that she might be seriously injured.
Sally carried Jennifer to the couch and sat down, setting the tiny redhead onto her lap as one might hold a very small child. Sally smiled down at Jennifer, apparently waiting for her to react to the situation.
Finally, Jennifer could wait no longer. She needed to get a much better understanding of what had happened to her and how to undo it. That is what being a journalist is all about, after all. As she began to speak, she was surprised to hear her own voice once more. Her voice not only sounded a little bit higher but it also sounded small, breathy and anxious; somehow more like the voice of a small girl than a grown woman.

"What’s going on here, Sally? Let’s say that this is real. What have you done to me? And why am I naked?” Jennifer demanded at last.
“Well, Jennifer, I used a little bit of very advanced science on you. Isn’t that what you wanted to see?” Sally smiled, “And you’re naked because you’re too little for the clothes that you were wearing. See? There they are on the floor. Don’t worry. I’ll pick them up after you’re settled in.”

“No! This isn’t science! Science can’t turn a full-grown woman into a midget!”, Jennifer insisted. Somehow, her voice started to rise, and Jennifer was having a difficult time controlling her emotions. She was acutely aware of her nakedness and of Sally’s enormous hand holding her in place.

“A midget? How charming”, Sally chuckled, "I guess you really haven’t had a chance to look in a mirror yet but I think you’ll find that even the smallest midget would seem very large to someone your size. You’ll discover that you can do all your bargain shopping in the toy department from now on. Maybe you should think of yourself as ‘fun-sized’ rather than ‘full-grown’ from now on. And speaking of your size, this might be a good time to get you measured.” she continued.

Copyright – Sally Reynolds 2022
All rights reserved

My Mini Jenny - part 2

“Bargain shopping in the toy department? You’re fooling yourself! And I’m going to kick your ass once I get back to my normal size!” Jennifer shouted.

There was a blur of motion and she suddenly found herself laying face-down across one of Sally’s thighs, pinned in place by a single, huge hand. A moment later, she squealed as Sally administered a sharp, stinging swat to her shapely, upturned derriere. Jennifer continued to shriek inarticulately as Sally’s huge fingers rubbed and pinched her burning buttocks.

“Let me be very clear" Sally began calmly, “I’m going to let you off easy this time. That’s not likely to happen again. I can already tell that spanking your perky, little bottom could become a favorite pass time.” She punctuated her last statement by giving one of Jennifer’s blushing buns a painful tweak.

“Let me go! You can’t do this! You can’t just bend me over your knee and spank me!” Jennifer demanded; her voice almost cracking as she sobbed through her protestations.

“Well, I think that it should be clear, given your present situation that I not only can but will. You’re hardly the first of my little… guests who has required a firm hand at first in order to learn her place. But don’t worry, in time you will adjust to your new size and the life that goes with it. You’ll eventually come to accept it and you might even find that you prefer it. Given a choice, most of my dolls wouldn’t want to live any other way” Sally explained as she squeezed Jennifer’s firm glutes together between her thumb and forefinger.

“Dolls? Others? What do you mean? And please stop playing with my butt!” Jennifer protested.

“I’ll stop playing with it when I lose interest. That might take some time" Sally smiled, giving Jennifer’s miniature rear a none too gentle pat. “And yes, there are others. You’ll be joining them very soon. I feel that ‘dolls’ is a very appropriate description; given both your stature and status. But you’ll learn all about that in time. For now, it’s enough for you to understand that you are in no position to make either threats or demands. I won’t tolerate any bad behavior. Understand?”

Jennifer could hardly believe what she was hearing. Until now she’d managed to hold her anger in check. Sally’s suggestion that she would not only accept but come to enjoy being a part of some half-pint harem was too much for her to bear. “Listen up, you sawed-off lesbo! I’m not going to be one of your dolls! There’s nothing that you or anybody else can do to keep me this size or convince me that I like it!”

“How did I know it would come to this?” Sally mused aloud. With that she brought her hand down hard on Jennifer’s defenseless bottom. Jennifer howled with pain and renewed indignation. “From now on you might do well to think of me as ‘The Amazing Colossal Lesbo’ if you want to avoid another paddling” Sally offered as she gave Jennifer’s butt another swat.

“No!” Jennifer wailed; her abused bottom felt as though it was on fire and she struggled in vain against the huge hand that held her pinned to Sally’s thigh.

“No, what?” Sally frowned as she gave Jennifer’s little, pink rear another slap.

“Ouch! No! Stop spanking me! Let me go!” Jennifer pleaded, bucking and twisting on Sally’s giant lap as she tried to move her aching derriere away from the vengeful hand of her giant captor.

“I’m sure that I’ve already told you that it doesn’t work that way” Sally said as she dealt another blistering blow to Jennifer’s little, blushing bottom. “I promise you that this hurts you a whole lot more than it hurts me.”

“Ok! Ok! You win! I’ll be good!” Jennifer finally sobbed, “I promise!” “Alright then but just so you don’t forget", with that Sally gave Jennifer’s under-sized buttocks one last swat before slipping the weeping minigirl from her lap. She regarded the pint-sized, strawberry-blonde for a few moments before she spoke. “Now. You’re going to do as you’re told, without question. Aren’t you?” She placed a finger under Jennifer’s chin and tilted her little head back until they made eye contact. The tears streaming from her jade green eyes flowed down the miniature girl’s freckled cheeks. Jennifer bit her lower lip and silently nodded. “Very well. Go stand in that corner and don’t get into any mischief. I have to pick up these clothes that you’ve left laying all over the place.

Jennifer hesitated for a moment as she surveyed the enormous room and the distant, empty corner. “Scat!” Sally’s voice boomed overhead. In an instant Jennifer found herself scampering frantically across the thick throw rugs and polished hardwood floorboards. Clutching her jiggling bosom with both hands as she ran, Jennifer gasped as every jarring step sent a fresh ripple oof stinging pain through her tender buttocks. She hurried past carved, antique chairs that towered nearly twice her own height and scurried through the shadow of a table that rose up higher than she might reach.

Behind her, Sally was gathering up her discarded shoes and clothing. Peeking over her shoulder, Jennifer watched as Sally climbed a small stool to place her purse on a shelf in the top of the closet. She noticed that the “giantess” who had so easily overpowered and manhandled her was actually so short that she had to strain on tiptoes to hang her garments in the closet.

Jennifer found herself flushed with embarrassment as she stood in the corner, like an unruly child with a freshly spanked behind and not a single stitch of clothing. Her hands slipped behind her, rubbing her bottom in a vain attempt to soothe some of the pain from her tender butt cheeks. Cautiously glancing around the room, she began to take in the details of the room from her new perspective. The ceiling appeared to loom nearly thirty feet overhead, the chair railing was at least as high as she could reach and most of the window sills were well above her own height. More than a century old, the house itself had an ominous, foreboding presence. There was an eerie aura about the place that suggested an unnatural spirit permeating every crevice.

Eventually her eyes drifted toward the front door. “This might be my best chance to get out of this nightmare” she thought, “If I can get to the door without being noticed, then all I have to do is reach the knob!” Her heart was beating faster as she weighed her chances of slipping out of Sally’s reach unnoticed.

“If you’re thinking about the door, you wouldn’t be the first" Sally grinned as she strode from the closet back to the sofa. “Even if you could reach the knob, the deadbolt is set. And this isn’t the sort of neighborhood that’s safe for a two-foot, naked girl to wander around on her own. Now come back over here so that I can have a better look at you.”

Sullenly, Jennifer made her way across the room once more. At least she hadn’t been caught in the middle of an escape attempt. She didn’t want to even think about the possible consequences that would bring. With downcast eyes she stood between Sally and the coffee table once more.

“Very good. I think you’re starting to get the hang of this” Sally smiled, “Now, climb up onto the table so that I can see you.” Jennifer turned and looked at the table. She paused for a moment as she considered the best way to climb onto a coffee table that came up to her shoulder. With her palms on the top, she jumped and pushed down hard before flinging herself forward as far as she could. Cursing under her breath, Jen scrambled frantically as she struggled to find some purchase on the smooth, polished wood. As she had anticipated, her ample bosom was proving to be a significant obstacle as her breasts flattened against the table and rubbed painfully across the wood tenaciously as she attempted to squirm forward.

As she sat on the edge of the sofa, Sally watched with ever growing amusement as the miniature redhead strained to climb high enough to allow her to raise one of her legs as far as the edge of the table.

“Are you having some difficulty there, sweetie? It looks like you could use a little help" she giggled as she regarded the spectacle of Jennifer’s tiny, blushing buns wiggling so enticingly, just inches away.

“That’s… ugh!.. okay. I’m sure I can… ooaf!.. manage without your help” Jennifer huffed as she continued her slow, forward scramble across the table.

“Alright. Well, this is fun but it’s taking much too long" Sally smirked as she grasped Jennifer’s hips between her thumb and fingers. “Noooo!” the little redhead wailed as she felt herself being hauled, bottom first into the air. “Let me go! Put me down, you maniac!” Jennifer protested as she dangled from Sally’s hand, her legs kicking furiously and her little hands straining desperately against Sally’s thumb and fingers. After several seconds of fruitless kicking and squealing, Jennifer eventually found herself gently settling onto the tabletop on her hands and knees.

Sally watched Jennifer’s small body tremble slightly and heard her sobbing softly as Jennifer struggled to regain her composure and catch her breath. Plucking a tissue, she waited for a moment to allow the little strawberry-blonde some time to compose herself. “Alright now. Stand up and turn to face me" she said gently but firmly. Still shaking from frustration and pain, Jennifer rose slowly and turned as instructed.

“There now. It really isn’t all that bad. Look up now. Let me see your pretty little face" Sally breathed as she offered Jennifer the tissue that was as large as a bath towel to her. Jennifer accepted the tissue and pulled herself up straight, still attempting to look as tall and confident as possible given her present miniature stature. “Are you having fun yet?” Jennifer growled, looking up into Sally’s piercing, blue eyes. “Is this how you get your jollies? You enjoy shrinking people down to the size of pygmies and torturing them?”

“Hmmm… You seem to have a funny way of looking at things" Sally responded as she leaned forward to place an elbow on her knee and rest her cheek in her palm.

Jennifer took an involuntary step back as the gigantic blonde loomed closer. Plucking up her courage, she tried to keep up a brave front. “Maybe that’s because, just now I’m standing on your coffee table, barely two feet tall and stark naked!” the miniature redhead insisted, clutching the giant tissue against her breast and stamping a tiny foot for emphasis.

“Don’t blame me, if you don’t like the view from down there, squirt" Sally grinned. “You asked for this, remember? I believe your exact words were ‘Yes. Now get on with it’. And so, here you are. As for ‘torturing’ you, I hardly think that a spanking is an inappropriate punishment under the circumstances.”

“Not inappropriate!” Jennifer interrupted, “What in the hell is appropriate about giving a grown… well, an adult woman a spanking on… on a very tiny butt?”

Sally leaned closer, “I feel that the punishment fits the crime, as well as your present size. Let me explain. In pursuit of an exclusive story; you pried into my personal affairs, broke into two of my businesses, harassed one of my employees, burgled my home and attempted to steal my Quantifier. Administering a little disipline on that cute, little bottom of yours after I provided you with a demonstration, which you asked for, hardly seems unreasonable to me.”

“It feels very unreasonable from down here" Jennifer answered, moving one of her hands behind her to gently caress the tender, pink globes of her magnificently rounded bottom. “What makes you think you have a right to treat me this way? Kidnapping and false imprisonment are against the law, you know. I’m not sure if there’s a statute against reducing a woman to the size of a goddamn garden gnome but there really should be. You don’t have any legal right to do this to me!” Jennifer insisted.

“Oh but I do" Sally said menacingly. The room seemed to suddenly darken as she appeared to grow even larger and more intimidating. “When you came into this village and began asking questions, you became a problem for me. When you intruded into my affairs, you became a threat. And when you entered this house uninvited, you sealed your fate. You are a part of this now. Just like me. Just like this house and all of my dolls.” Her hand eased forward to pinch and gently pull the tissue from Jennifer’s tiny, trembling hands. “You’ve left the laws of men behind. You’re living in my world now.”

Copyright – Sally Reynolds 2022
All rights reserved

Olo

@SallyFourth Surely Jennifer has always wanted to be an “embedded journalist.”

@Olo said in My Mini Jenny:

@SallyFourth Surely Jennifer has always wanted to be an “embedded journalist.”

I’m not sure that she had imagined that her curiously would ever lead her into circumstances anything like this.

My Mini Jenny – part 3

A powerful shudder ran through Jennifer’s small body as Sally dropped the tissue and moved her left hand back toward her diminutive prisoner. Jennifer wanted to run for it, to turn and dash across the coffee table, then jump to the floor and find a place where she could hide. Instead, she froze where she stood. She knew that there was no place to run to. Nowhere for her to hide.

The miniature redhead watched as Sally’s huge hand closed around her hip. A giant thumb pressed firmly and deliberately against her belly. A moment later, she let out a fretful, little “Ouch!" as the gargantuan fingers and leathery palm pressed roughly against the tender, pink skin of her recently chastened derriere. Instinctively her hands siezed Sally’s huge thumb and attempted to push it clear of her belly while her feet strained against the smooth wooden tabletop as she belatedly attempted to scramble out of Sally’s reach.

“Too late, tiny. You’re not going anywhere now" Sally smiled as her puny captive redoubled her efforts to dislodge Sally’s thumb.

“Ugh! Don’t… hold me!” Jennifer grunted. Her toes barely brushed the table now as Sally slowly lifted her a little higher. A moment later, she squeaked and wriggled desperately in Sally’s hand as her feet fluttered ineffectually, just above the surface of the table.

With her attention focused entirely on the thumb and fingers that held her, Jennifer hadn’t noticed Sally’s right hand as it moved steadily closer. At the last moment she looked up just as Sally’s extended finger pressed against her full, pliant breast. “Booop!” Sally giggled as she rubbed her fingertip firmly over Jennifer’s prominent, rigid nipple.

“Wha… what the hell do you think you’re doing???” Jennifer exclaimed as she seized the sausage like finger with both hands to push it away. “I think I’m checking out these cute, little tits of yours" Sally smiled as she poked her finger into Jennifer’s other pillowy breast, delighting in it’s softness and the way Jennifer’s nipples had immediately stiffened at her touch.

“Goddamn it!” Jennifer shrieked, pushing the offending digit away once more, “Will you just knock it off, you big dyke!”

“Wow! You’re a strong, little shrimp. And feisty too!” Sally chuckled, “Don’t you like having your boobies fondled? These are real show pieces, even at your size “

Jennifer kept up her struggles; kicking at Sally’s hand when it drew near, then punching and pushing with her hands to fend off the giant digits as they reached in to squeeze and tickle her wobbly titties. She couldn’t possibly bring herself to admit it to her giant tormentor but her breasts were literally aching for attention. Each caress, every bounce and jiggle caused her nipples to send pulses of erotic pleasure surging through her entire body. Worse than that, she knew that these sensations were causing her to become turned on and very, very wet.

“Do you like this!” the strawberry-blonde minikin shouted as she delivered a desperate kick at Sally’s breast. “Oh baby! I do, kinda. You’re a real, little tuffie, aren’t you" Sally giggled. “I think my tiny temptress doth protest too much. I have a feeling that she really likes the rough stuff!” she grinned.

A moment later, Jennifer squealed as Sally rubbed her left index finger up and down over the sensitive, little mounds of the diminutive woman’s recently spanked derriere. The sudden, exquisite pain caused Jennifer to drop her guard as she arched her back, throwing back her head and uttering an anguished gasp. With her petite prisoner sufficiently distracted, Sally reached forward to fondle one of Jennifer’s plump, miniature breasts. This time the pint-sized redhead was unable to hide the tremors that shook her tiny body as Sally’s thumb and forefinger squeezed and rolled her miniature teat.

“So delightful!” Sally whispered, “Are you feeling a bit more sensitive than usual, my little sweet?” Jennifer shook her head vigorously as she strained to wrest her captive mammary from Sally’s fingers. “You’re not very convincing. I gave your sensitivity a pretty healthy boost. See?”. Pursing her lips, Sally directed a puff of her warm breath towards Jennifer’s free nipple, causing her tiny captive to writhe and squeal once more.

For several seconds, Jennifer found herself completely incapacitated by the pulses of erotic sensations surging through her miniature body. “What… what the hell did you do?” Jennifer gasped, once she had managed to recover.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’ve increased the sensitivity of your breasts and nipples a bit. I should think that a talented lover will be able to bring you to climax… just by playing… with your tits" Sally whispered as she pinched and lightly tugged Jennifer’s left nipple.

“No! No! No!!! Aaaack!” Jennifer shrieked, thrashing and working her toned muscular thighs together. Eventually, after she had regained her breath and composure, Jennifer glared into Sally’s icy, eyes and spoke. “Alright, what other little changes did you make while you were turning me into a Lilliputian?” she pressed.

“Oh, nothing terribly dramatic. And since you would surely discover this one very soon anyway…” Sally muttered, licking the tip of her index finger. Jennifer barely kept herself from panicking as she watched Sally’s finger slowly move toward her stomach. She tried to twist away as Sally’s finger pressed against her belly before it slid down her tummy and finally over her neat, auburn landing strip. Jennifer gasped at this very intimate contact. A moment later, Sally withdrew her finger, leaving Jennifer’s pubic triangle completely smooth and utterly hairless.

“What… the… hell???” Jennifer gasped, “Where the hell are my pubes?”

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about those" Sally said, casually blowing the wisp of tiny, chestnut hairs from her finger. “You won’t grow hair down there anymore.”

“What???” Jennifer shrieked, “I’m going to be bald now!”

“No. Of course not, silly… well… actually, yes. But only from the neck down. Legs, pits and lady bits, no need to shave any of them, ever again. It saves me a fortune on teeny-tiny razors.”

“How the hell does that work?” Jennifer asked as she strained to inspect her newly denuded vagina.
“I have the Quantifier set to sort of switch off the hair follicles from your nose to your toes” Sally answered, brushing the very last of Jennifer’s fine, copper pubes from her fingers.

“Switch off? As in put to sleep?” Jennifer queried.
“Yes. Only more like ‘killed’ than ‘asleep’, really. But the effect is very much the same” Sally answered as she reached toward Jennifer’s bountiful boobs once more.

Try as she might, Jennifer was unable to ward off the attentions of Sally’s huge fingers. “These are really perfect on you. They used to be about the size of grapefruits and right up there in my face. You were a D-cup, weren’t you?” Sally asked as she weighed one of Jennifer’s full, firm breasts with a finger while lightly rubbing her thumb across the rigid nipple. Overwhelmed by these sensual attentions, Jennifer bit her lower lip and nodded haltingly as Sally continued to toy with her.

“Now they’re not much bigger than a couple of plump, little cherries! And I can roll them between my fingers like they were dice" she chuckled. “Oh… poor little thing. I guess all this titty play must be getting you pretty hot and bothered by now, huh?” Jennifer was too overwhelmed by the sensations pulsing from her tits to do more than groan and wriggle in response. She shivered slightly as she watched Sally turn her hand palm up and extend her small finger toward Jennifer’s groin. “Wha… what are you going to do?” the pint-sized damsel whined.

“Just a little experiment” Sally answered as she began to carefully slide her pinky between Jennifer’s quivering thighs, just about halfway above the knee. “You have such a gorgeous, little slit" Sally whispered, “I wonder what it feels like and how it’s responding to me playing with your itty… bitty… boobies.

Jennifer groaned as she realized how wet she had become in the last few minutes. She could barely remember a time when she had felt so turned on. The miniaturized redhead squirmed and squeezed her thighs together as tightly as she could but was unable to halt the enormous digit’s inexorable upward slide.

“Don’t!” she squealed, her tiny fists pounding at Sally’s curled fingers as the intrusive pinky finger finally came to rest against her oozing minge. Buried deep between her thighs, there was no immediate threat that Sally’s cock-sized pinky was poised to penetrate her but Jennifer was feeling very desperate and horrifically horny.

“Are you trying to tell me that you never kissed a girl, my little pet?” Sally whispered, leaning closer as she slid the length of her smallest finger against Jennifer’s steaming sex.

“I… I prefer men" the little ginger moaned, quivering as she felt the huge, wet finger slowly pumping between her thighs. She knew that it was so thoroughly lubricated with her own juices that it would have penetrated her effortlessly if Sally had wanted to. She felt herself tremble as her body was bathed by the giantess’s warm, soft breath.

“You’re really quite sure about that?” Sally whispered as she planted a tender kiss on Jennifer’s freckled cheek.

“Yes… yes I am. I don’t want you to do that” Jennifer groaned.

“You don’t want me to do what?” Sally asked, the tip of her finger now pressed against the entrance of Jennifer’s miniature sex.

“Don’t. Don’t pinky fuck me" the tiny redhead moaned almost inaudibly as she continued to struggle feebly against Sally’s fingers.

“Pinky fuck, huh? I do love the way you put that. Well. I certainly admire your willpower. Suit yourself, doll” the blonde titianess said as she slowly withdrew her finger from Jennifer’s moist, steamy groin. “So, I guess it’s about time that we introduced you to the other dolls and let you get settled in.”