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@The-Big-G I’m glad you liked it. I’ll likely post the second chapiter soon.

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The first chapiter from a story I’ve been tinkering with. Since I haven’t shared here in a while I thought I would add this. I hope you enjoy, please let me know what you think.

Note: I didn’t see them in the tags list but this story includes Enslavement and Brainwashed Victims. Also I didn’t think there was reason to add the tags since non-con and vore are suggested but are not in this chapiter.

Chapiter 01: Graduation

Maria sighed looking at all her belongings gathered in a simple tote. She had been dreading this day since the day the reduction wave hit and shrunk a large portion of the world’s population. Thankfully the authorities had been quick to collect them. The downside, they quickly classified them as subhuman.

She was barely six at that time so she was sent to be properly educated for her new life. At that point she lost her family and everyday she now had some schooling. She lived in a secured structure guarded by giant women. The lesions were normal if a little focused on keeping physically fit. Then at thirteen they moved her to a new school. This one was for shrunk teen girls to receive sexual education. She could tell it wasn’t the normal style of sexual education. Little on reproduction or protection and a disturbing amount on where normal humans were sexually sensitive. Physical education switched as well. Less climbing on ladders and rolling on pads. They then had to scale artificial human penis or squirm in a fake human vagina. And that was what they had to call them, human. As they were no longer human they were now named after the race in the book Gulliver’s Travels, Lilliputian.

Worse, their teachers explained to them why such uncomfortable training. Why their skills and grades matter so much. Why any infractions could be catastrophic. They would be given a collection of scores and the top third with the best average would get the supposed honor of being sold as pets for human’s enjoyment. This did come with some benefits. It was illegal to kill, torture, or purposely maim a pet Lilliputian. But what was considered torture was quite loose. Forced sexual service was mandatory if their owner wanted it.

The next second third of the percentage had it much worse. They would be dropped into a container with a group of Lilliputian men with artificially erect and painfully throbbing penises. The men’s only relief would be sexual satisfaction. If the girl was lucky she would come out pregnant. If not, she would experience another session of gang rape till she was. After all humans needed a steady supply of ripe Lilliputians for their enjoyment. Just knowing about it was bad enough, but the videos they had to watch every six months really hammered home how dreadful they were.

That left the last third, the failing third. The reason Maria worked hard to get good grades and the best skills for pleasuring fake giant human sexual organs. Lilliputian dishes had become quite the delicacy for well to do humans. Dishes of cooked or sometimes alive Lilliputian. They only felt the need to show those videos once a year. Or if you misbehaved. Maria never misbehaved.

She had endured those last few years and now she awaited her fate. Maria gave her dorm room mirror one last look. The last couple years their uniforms became shorter and shorter. Her supposed graduation outfit was only shorts that tightly hugged but barely covered her bottom. Her top was a couple triangles that strained to cover her nipples held in place with a couple lines of string. Pulled on shoes with thick tall heels finished it. For top ranked grads it allowed buyers to select the physical features they most desired, The other two levels it was easy for a human to remove from a struggling Lilliputian.

The signaling bell rang and she slipped the lid on her container of things. Maria found herself already missing her bear Ruffles. He had been her only reminder of her past life that she had. She popped the lid and gave him what might be a last hug goodbye. Then put him back and closed the lid. Till she was out of here everything would still affect her score. Being late was a penalizing offense.

She rushed down. Only Grads would be allowed in the halls. They would gather not in the auditorium but in the access room. Used for their doctor’s examinations now it would have a tunnel that ended in three doors. None were marked so the Lilliputian wouldn’t know their fate till they were through it. Less panicked attempts to flee that way. Not that there was anywhere in this entire school where a teacher’s hand could not get you.

She arrived and saw friends and rivals. Though none challenged her today. Even girls she knew hated her for some misunderstanding or another honestly wished her luck and she in turn honestly wished them the same. Once the last grad arrived the headmistress’ voice broadcasted over their PA to command, “It is time ladies. Form lines and await your name. Once called enter for assignment.”

Maria lined up in her class. It was second nature by now, they had been her homeroom class since they arrived at this school. Her heart pounded almost drowning out the other girl’s nervous shuffling and heavy breathing. It seemed to be taking forever and still when her name and id number was called she thought it was too soon.

She fearfully walked into the hall and a door opened. She urged herself through that into a room with those three judging doors. Despite knowing she had done well in lessons and disturbing physical activities she still worried it wasn’t well enough. The door behind her closed and within seconds the door on the left opened. Maria stepped through with closed eyes expecting human hands to grab and start stripping her. A giant hand did scoop her up, but didn’t start pulling off her limited clothes.

She was placed in a container with a few other girls. A girl she hardly knew from another class hugged her tightly and cheered with disturbing excitement, “Look Maria, we made it. We’re going to be pets!” Sure enough, on the rim of the clear plastic container was a strip of masking tape with Congrats Pets written on it with a sharpie.

The doctor and nurse were grabbing other pet grads and giving them three needles. One in each breast and then one in their rump. Maria didn’t like needles, at their size they hurt and were quite frightening. She tried looking elsewhere. That was a mistake. The other levels were in clear view. Disturbingly they had containers of sexually ravenous Lilliputian males waiting. Striping girls that exited the right door and dropping them in right away. That container would be moved and a new one awaited its victim.

The center had boxes labeled Lilliput Treats. The catch phrase under that said it all, The Freshest Lilliputian meat around, from Lilli School to plate in days. The girls there were stripped, wrapped in a wax paper sleeve and then slipped into a slot. Once full they closed the box top and tapped them in. Next stop, some fancy restaurant.

Maria thought she was going to be sick when a gloved human hand grabbed her. The nurse had always been nice to them. Her voice was claiming as she explained, “OK, this will hurt for an hour of so. But this will make your breasts extra firm.” Maria clenched her teeth as the first needle penetrated her right breast. It was aching and burning when the left was stabbed. The Nurse advised, “Sorry, but you’ll sell better with them firmed. Now this one will shut off your cycle. Can’t have people breeding you under that table.” The needle stung her left buttocks and stomach twisting as pins and needles cut through her veins. Her tongue tasted bitter. A vitamin C pellet was placed in her hand as the nurse explained, “Suck on that to help with the taste. The sensations will pass in about an hour.”

Maria’s stomach protested but she had to get that bitterness off her tongue. She was now in a clear box with holes along the top edge well out of her reach. She heard the doctor call out, “That’s twelve.” And a lid was placed over them and locked. Then it was carried to a truck. It was cold and dirty looking. All the other girls had been from different classes, still they cuddled together for warmth and support. Soon more and more box cages arrived. Scared worried girls filled them. She waved sadly at the few friends she could see. They sadly waved back.

Maria had no idea how long it had been when a box with only six girls was loaded and, “That’s it!” was called out.

“What? Oh finally.” Came the first human male voice she had heard since she was six. The towering almost alien creature walked past them all and closed the back of the truck. He then started back, taking a minute to admire them before disappearing to the front. A loud roar and the truck started moving making all the cages shake uncomfortably. Maria soon found sitting felt like a better position.

They drove to a new location and the door opened. Strange men climbed in and formed a line. Soon cages were passed hand to hand onto a conveyor belt. She watched as earlier cages were shorted by some automated metal flipper. Then it positioned itself and she screamed as that belt went almost vertical. They smoothly slipped onto another belt to another type of truck. A man there grabbed them and slammed them in a windowless box with five other cages and random other packages. Then he yelled, “This one is all set,” before closing the door.

They couldn’t see but could feel the truck moving. Then a stomach upsetting upward motion. Voices and loud roaring sounds were all about them. Then a blood chilling rushing sensation that made their ears pop. Then a constant rumble but otherwise silence.

Just as Maria was wishing she had saved some of that vitamin c pellet a strange series of clicks happened in their cage. A light in the lid flickered on allowing them to see. Then Isabella suddenly cheered, “Look, food and water.”

Sure enough a trough of pellets was along an edge where an unremarkable outcropping had been. By that a watering bottle with a spout to suckle was exposed. Maria wasn’t too keen about sharing that with eleven other girls. But, that was likely her life now.

Another girl announced, “Facilities.” And Maria could see on the other side three toilets had been exposed with a sanitizer station near them. She was even less thrilled at the idea of using the washroom in full view then she was at the idea of sucking on the same water bottle spout. But nature was screaming at her.

That was the next few hours. Trying not to look as other girls relieved themselves. Not thinking about how many other girls had tongued that polished ball for some water. Maria noticed as she waited to arrive wherever they were headed that that bitter taste was gone and her breasts no longer burned. She examined her breasts. The nurse was right, her breasts were firmed up for human enjoyment. Her string held top was straining when she first tied it on. Now it looked about to pop off at any moment. She adjusted the straps to ease the strain in them and her neck. She rubbed her stomach. The sudden realization that the third shot had ended any chance she might be a mother someday strangely bothered her. It’s not like she wanted to experience getting pregnant, at least not how humans would arrange it. Or if she did get pregnant, it’s not like she would even get to hold her child. Yet she still felt a strange regret that had been taken from her.

Suddenly an alarming dinging started making them all gather under the light, Then panels clapped shut over the food, drink, and toilets. Then lastly their sight was taken as the light went out. It wasn’t long after that that their heads all began to hurt. Maria’s ears popped and she felt great relief. Then they all got jostled hard and a screeching sound terrified them.

Sounds of humans and a strange falling at an angle sensation. Then they were moving again. The door opened and they winched at the sudden glaring light. Maria’s eyes were still adjusting as the cage moved quickly and onto another conveyor belt. A man grabbed their cage and they were shoved onto a shelf in another strange cold truck. Two more cages joined them and a man in some kind of uniform pointed a device at the corner of the cage and it beeped. Then he was zapping packages as other men loaded them in. One man then shouted, “OK Tony, that’s it.”

The scanning man announced, “Great.” Then shut the door. He walked past them humming an upbeat tune then they were moving again. He made several stops to take boxes off. Then at a stop he grabbed the cage closest to the back door and they were gone. He brought back just the empty cage. Shortly after that the second cage disappeared to also return empty.

Then to Maria’s terror it was their turn. They were carried into what her mind remembered as a pet store. The racks of Lilliputian clothes and shelves of other accessories told her she had arrived where she would be sold as a living amusement. The box was placed on a counter and a human boy, maybe slightly older than herself announced, “Finally, my boss has been hounding them for more Latina Lilliputians.”

The uniform man said, “Well they look fine. Their sure to sell quick, Hold still.” Then he pointed his device and a click sound happened. Then he handed it to the boy saying, “Sign here.”

As the boy wiggled a plastic wand against the device he noted, “They sure do, not quite as quick as Asian ones. But I hear their little hips hit just right.”

The man in uniform pointed the device at the corner of the cage replying, “I’m saving up. I’m going to get a black one. She’ll look so good hugging my cock.” Then he pulled out a key and Maria heard the top unlock.

The boy chuckled as the lid was removed. As his hands reached in and pressed them all together he noted, “My first will be a Japanese beauty. Make her scream, I love Cockizllia as she’s wiggling all over mine.”

They were practically stuffed into a display case as the uniform man and the boy laughed at their planned future Lilliputian tormenting. As the access door was closed and locked she heard the uniformed man announce, “See you tomorrow.”

The human boy responded, “See you then Tony.”

Maria and the other girls looked about their temporary home. Another trough of food and a water bottle to share. Exercise equipment lined a side area as keeping themselves fit was supposed to be their main pursuit with their personal time. Luckily the restrooms were sheltered from view, Human’s must not like watching them relieve themselves.

Customers came and went. Most stopped and inspected them. Then a man came in and walked right up to them. He said while looking them over, “Finally, I’ve been waiting for you to get Latina’s in for a week,” The way he licked his lips disturbed Maria.

The boy explained, “Yes, it took a while. But we do have to wait till they reach selling age. Luckily with school rotations they are a monthly product.”

The customer looked annoyed then flatly stated, “They should drop that. Once their tits start to pop we should be allowed to rub them on our cocks.”

The boy rebutted what he clearly saw as a selling feature, “But the extra few years gives them time to be trained to rub themselves on your cock properly.”

The customer looked to be considering that when he suddenly pointed at Isabella while commanding, “I want that one. Her tits look the biggest.”

“Good choice,” The Boy said, reaching for something. Then he asked, “You want her stats card?”

The man tilted his head then said, “Yes. I should get her some costumes. Do you still have any native themed ones?”

The boy handed the customer a card then pointed, “Sure do. Several for your stripping enjoyment.” This made them both chuckle in a strange knowing manner. Then the boy added, “There are also several Hispanic themed ones like Aztec princess and Mexican peasant woman.”

“Oh those sound fun,” The customer said before slipping off to the other side of the store.

Isabella took this as a good thing. “Maria, I have an owner,” she cheered and was coming towards Maria for a hug. It never arrived as the boy’s giant hand wrapped Maria’s acquaintance and pulled her out of the display case. He slipped Isabella into a little cardboard box with small holes lining the upper edge. His other hand shut and re-locked the access door. The boy folded the top into a handle that would keep Isabella trapped till her new master took her out.

The customer came back with a basket of things. As the boy rang him in he opened Isabella’s temporary cage. The Lilliputian attempted to make the best of the situation, “Greetings, I am Isabella. I’m looking forward to sharing our interests.”

He was blunt, “I’m looking forward to cumming all over your face. Are you ready to get filled with spunk?”

Isabella’s discomfort was clear but she had spent years training for such treatment, “I am well versed in how to pleasure a human penis.”

The man creepily purred, “Oh I’ll be testing you on that when we get home.” Then he put her back in the cardboard cage. He told the boy, “She’s going to be so fun.”

The boy sighed then said, “That’s what I’ve heard.”

The Customer tilted his head and asked, “You haven’t sampled your product?”

The boy shook his head, “If I got caught I’d lose my job. I need this job for school.”

The customer shrugged and noted, “Well. Hopefully once you’re done with that you’ll get a job that allows you to buy a bundle of them.”

The boy smiled, advising, “That’s the plan.”

Other customers arrived. One looked for the girl with the longest legs. Another wanted another girl for her protruding bottom. A sweet seeming old man looked through the cards and not in the case and picked a girl that he seemed to share an interest in. Each time Maria felt nervous. Any leering giant could take her home and use her for their entertainment. Maria knew that was her purpose now, she just wasn’t happy about it.

Suddenly a man burst in. He called from the door in a panicked tone, “Tell me you have Latina Lilliputians left,.” To her surprise Maria’s mind noted he was the first non-white person she had seen since arriving wherever she was now at. The belt loaders and unloaders, the truck driver, the boy, all the other customers. Only this man had a natural tan tint like hers.

The boy nodded towards their case saying, “A half dozen.”

The man rushed over. His eyes darted about but not leering like past customers. He seemed more assessing them than lustfully admiring them. Maria noticed his features were decorated like she would with make-up. The way his voice sounded as he repeatedly asked himself, “Which one would he like?” sounds less deep. More a soft breeze than thundering of the other men. Then he squealed and pointed at her, “Her. She’s perfect. He’ll love her.”

The boy praised as he unlocked the case, “I expected her to sell sooner.”

The girly sounding man requested, “May I get her card. I’m running a bit late.”

“Certainly sir.” The boy said as he placed Maria in her sold box. His thumb fondled her breasts as a last goodbye before his hand left and closed her in. Maria dashed to the air holes. Stretch to see the outside world. The boy said, “Here you go.” Maria could only see his hand holding a card towards her buyer.

“Thanks, clothes?” The woman like man asked.

The boy pointing hand appeared noting, “Right there.”

Her buyer turned then stopped. He looked into another case then made a purr like sound. Then asked, “Are those fresh Blacks?”

The boy noted, “They sure are.”

The man bent and hummed wantonly like the other human men did when they looked over her and her school mates. The man pointed and asked, “May I maybe see the goods?”

The boy sounded uncomfortable while saying, “Ahh, yeah.” Then he was standing behind that far case. His hand brought out a Lilliputian young man with rich dark brown skin. The boy placed the Lilliputian boy before Maria’s buyer saying, “Go ahead.”

The woman-like man made a purr sound then noted, “Don’t mind if I do.” Then he bent over reaching in. Maria couldn’t see but whatever her buyers saw appealed and he sang, “Yes that’s a little package. Box him up to.”

The boy nodded, “Yes sir,” while placing a cage box on the counter.

The man moved to gather things to add to his purchase. Maria stumbled as her cardboard cage was shifted and tapped heavily with something. A minute later a deep voice asked, “Are, are you a girl Lilliputian?”

She timidly moved towards the dark side of her box. Her answer was almost a whisper, “Yes?”

A dark hand poked through an air hole while a desperate voice asked, “May I touch you? I’ve never seen a girl Lilliputian in person.” She nervously slipped her hand into his. His fingers started stroking her hand. He sighed, “Oh your so soft.” His hand kept stroking hers. She heard him breathing in deeply between making strange huffing sounds. He kind of growled, “Oh you smell so beautiful.” There was something bothersome by how his hand was shifting as he stroked her hand.

Maria stretched to see what he was doing. Then yelped and struggled to get her hand free. Her brief close view of the first Lilliputian guy she had seen since being collected as a child was disturbing. His shorts were pulled down just far enough for him to be vigorously stroking his own penis. He growled viciously, “No, no, just a little longer.”

Maria got her hand free and rushed to the other side. Not that helped much as he was now peeking through the air holes at her grunting like a wounded animal. He growled, “You look so good for baby making!” Then a relieved moan. Then the eyes disappeared. Less than a minute later he asked again while sniffing at the hole, “Can I maybe touch you again?”

Maria tried to ignore his repetitive questions and statements to watch their buyer. He had a basket of outfits. He asked, “Can I get two bags to keep their outfits separate?”

“Twenty five cents each.” The boy advised.

The womanly man simply stated, “That’s fine.”

They were paid for and Maria was being carried out of the store. They were entered into a car. Another man with a girl tinted voice asked, “Did you get one?”

“Sure did.” Her buyer answered. Maria’s cage started rising. The top opened and a blonde pale skinned man peeked in as her buyer asked, “What do you think?”

The blonde giant smiled and noted, “Simon will love her. What’s in the other one?”

Maria’s box was lowered and the top closed again. She could see the guy’s box lifted as their buyer advised, “A little fun for when we get home.”

The blonde man made a cooing sound then announced, “Nice. And look how excited he is.”

“Let’s get home so I can wrap her up quickly.” Her buyer requested.

The other man snickered, “If you didn’t wait to the last minute all the time she’d already be wrapped.”

Her buyer advised, “Sorry, I didn’t want her sitting for days in a wrapped box. Not all of us were assigned non-living gifts.”

The blonde man noted proudly, “The cage has been wrapped for more than a month.”

Her buyer sighs what seemed as a playful sigh to Maria then says, “Oh just hurry up or we’ll be late for Simon’s party.”

I’m not usually a trapped in a condom type of guy. Or a Totally Spies fan. But I do like this one. I think its their expressions.

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Mocking the nerd with the toy ray gun turned out to be a bad idea.

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Clearly that’s his work desk and their advertising pencells. They have his website printed on them and he passes them out at meetings and conventions. That way clients can order his product which he shows a sample of on his desk as well.

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@The-Big-G Batman always comes prepared.

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It looks to me like she’s about to jump out from behind there and yell “BOO!” at him. She likes to startle her big. It gets her the attention she craves when he’s looking up other shrunken women.

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I hope you like it here,

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Sunbathing on your BIG is much safer then sunbathing alone. Keeps pecking birds, curious cats, and hungry insects from bothering you. Well, mostly. Mosquitos will Mosquito.

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I’m more a shrinker of targets then a grower of myself. Most of my stories and such take place in worlds similar to our own. I like the Man and tiny interaction. I think it would be had to have a private moment with your certain lady captive while being constantly chased be the world’s armed forces.

“Then I sat down to get to know the pretty little lady I found. But then a air wing passed over me and well, I was covered in her remains. Guess I have to go on another city rampage to find a new flower to keep.”

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Not a whole lot of Dolphin themed 40K armies.
Now you might call her a doll, but I see an action figure. I bet she would go on all kinds of adventures!

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@SmolChlo Glad you enjoyed it. Sadly I don’t have any idea past that at the moment.

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@Olo Collecting 4 Life.

So, in a way, Collecting little lives.

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I don’t usually dress up the male characters in my stories (Or my daydreams) that much since I myself don’t have much of a wardrobe.

The shrunken ladies depends on the story. Some times they have cobbled together clothing. Sometimes adjusted to fit doll clothes. Several times I use the excuse of specially made clothes to put my tiny fantasy girls into the clothes I’d like to see them in. Short skirts, low tops, and all a touch tight. I know, its a bit sexist but its my fantasy. I wouldn’t expect a woman in my life to dress that way. I wouldn’t complain if they did however.

Now SmolChlo 's statements got my mind trying to build a story. But all I got was:

Chloe Small was running late for her company wide meeting. Something big was coming down the pike and they were all expected to attend. Rumor was the company was diversifying. In other words, downsizing. But her computer was slow again and she needed to file that report before going to the meeting.

She escaped her cubicle and was rushing down the hall when the clicking of corporate shoe made her look behind her. A man flanked by a man man and a woman wearing steel grey suits that screamed upper management money. Their jet black shoes shined freshly polished. The two behind carried really wide metal briefcases. They must be here to do the presentation she thought.

The front man stated with distain, “Miss your late.” The way he said it seemed so final.

Chloe raised a hand and started, “I’m sorry. I had to file my report.” But before she could say anymore he pointed what looked like a laser pointer at her. It flickered a pinkish purple.

The world suddenly grew. The three continued towards her. This shiny shoes now clicked louder and louder thunder as the approached. The front man nearly crushed her under his step as he walked passed commanding, “Add that product.”

The smartly dressed woman simply noted, “Yes sir.” and she swooped down and snatched Chloe off the floor like she was picking up a piece of trash. Chloe watched a panel on the briefcase pop open and she was dropped in nonclonally. The last words she heard before falling into darkness was the other man saying, “That one will likely sell quickly.”

Chloe slid down a shoot into a dimly lit chamber. Several other lady staffers were trembling in the blue glow. The front desk receptionist looked at her and simply said in a sad tone, “You were late to huh?”

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