Posts made by littlest-lily

@BigGrumpy I’ve had that thought before, of what if I could send myself somewhere through a webcam and just stumble out on someone’s desk.

@Olo Yeaaaah I’m definitely more of a borrower

@pnwfootguy As said small lady I can’t say I particularly relate, but I do find that fascinating! Do you also like the idea of tiny men? Or maybe being with a guy that’s your size as you play with the little lady?

Can I just hang out here all day? 'kay thanks

@Olo Absolutely! Homeboy had a lesson to learn.

@Olo I gotcha! So in my mind I was drawing parallels with a dog (even her name is meant to be dog-like), except she’s very much a person. No matter what it was like for her before this, I definitely have it in my mind that for her getting adopted is the ultimate happiness and gives her a sense purpose, even if she didn’t know exactly what kind of home she would go to. She genuinely wants nothing more than to spend time with her new master, though she also sees him as the ultimate authority.

@Olo I wish I had answers for you! Honestly this was just meant to be a one-off, I needed a little break from working on Out of their Element so I tried my hand at a shorter, simpler story where I don’t have to worry about all those details But I did have a rough idea for a different adventure for these two, so maybe one day I’ll come back to it and dig a little deeper!

She wasn’t sure what was worse. Having Rob dangled in front of her, not to be disturbed? Or being trapped in stifling solitude instead? She sunk back into the dark hole that she’d found herself in every day that her master had been at the office. At least then she had her glass tank, with all its fancy amenities at her disposal. Here she was left stranded up on a desk.

Blue dragged herself to her carrier, picked unenthusiastically at her food pellets, and then tried to take a nap. With how fast her metabolism was she tended to benefit from a little extra sleep, and she typically did so around midday. But she was so frustrated with everything from the past morning that all she could do was stare at the navy ceiling of the carrier and count the seconds as they passed.

It felt like an eternity when she heard the distant door of the house open. Footsteps were quickly approaching. Blue leapt to her feet, almost tripping over herself from how stiff her muscles had gotten and how much she was hurrying. She ran out to the open surface of the desk.

“Welcome ba–”

“Sorry, Blue.” Rob was a massive blur of movement as he rushed to turn his laptop back on. “I’ll need to feed you after this call, traffic was bad and I’m running late.”

His pet opened and closed her mouth a couple of times in shock. How many more times was she going to get jerked around like this?

As the computer processed, in a silent moment of sincerity, Rob looked her right in the eye and brought a thumb up to her cheek in apology. It felt like fire against her skin and she lifted her hand up to touch it to the outside of the digit, to hold him against her for just a second and savor this. But the call booted up before she could do so, and the hand was ripped away from her again.

The split-second-long touch was too much. She was too wired and couldn’t take it anymore. Her entire body was shaking as her eyes fixated the fingers that had just left her. This was a much more active meeting, and even after Rob apologized to the group for the delay, he was doing a lot of talking, waving his hands around as he presented something to the rest of his team. He was already tense going into this and the subject at hand kept his stress levels up.

Blue was like a predator, poised to strike. She crouched down to hands and knees, focusing on her target that was gesticulating in the air, like a cat watching a very large bird. Finally it was someone else’s turn to respond and Rob briefly relaxed his forearms back onto the desk. Not a second was wasted.

The tiny woman swept in, slinking forward with her head low, and still with a cat-like mannerism, she rubbed her cheek along the side of her beloved master’s hand, planting kisses along the length of his pinkie. She didn’t have time to do anything else before she was forcefully shoved away. The hand had pushed hard against her chest and it was a struggle not to yelp as she toppled over to her side and watched the fingers pull away from her, rising back into the sky.

Blue looked up wildly, confused. He’d never shown any level of cruelty before. Even though she wasn’t physically hurt, Rob’s gesture spoke volumes. He wasn’t even looking at her, his face perfectly composed as he stared at the screen. She wasn’t just dismayed this time.

This time she felt a spark of anger.

Fighting back tears, she crawled away, getting back to her feet about half an inch sooner than she was supposed to in a hidden act of rebellion. She stomped back to her toys, the stupid useless things that were somehow supposed to get her through the day. If she had opted to pick up the penguin perhaps she could have calmed herself down. But instead she plopped into a seat in front of the cylindrical cage that contained a little jingle bell.

The toy was on its side and she grabbed one end of it to spin it. The bell hardly shifted, which only further annoyed the aggravated woman, who staunchly wanted to tempt fate at this point. In a self-destructive move she pushed against the cylinder hard so that it rolled an inch or two forward. A small ringing sound erupted from it and seemed to split the air.

Unsurprisingly, Rob tsk’d with irritation and surreptitiously reached over to where Blue was sitting. She’d just reached the cylinder to push it again when enormous fingers grabbed it right out of her hands. The giant opened a drawer, dropped the toy in, and shut it hard enough to make his pet lose her balance.

Temper flaring, Blue jumped to her feet and turned to the rubber ball now. She kicked it as hard as she could, sending it sailing past the edge of the desk and plummeting to the floor, where she heard it bounce away. Good riddance.

Drowning in her frustration, she paced in a circle with her fists clenched, until her eyes fell upon the rudimentary staircase she had built out of books and office supplies earlier. She marched right over to it, angrily making her ascent. On the edge of her vision she could feel large glowering eyes watching her, but she didn’t look his way. Maybe it was time for her to ignore his presence for once.

When Blue reached the shelf, there was a reverberating thumping sound as Rob rapped a knuckle against the desk to get her attention. She looked over and he was staring straight at her, clearly communicating his disapproval of whatever she was doing. Now acting in open defiance, she sarcastically mimed zipping her mouth shut again. After all, she’d kept her promise of not making a peep.

But she continued marching along on her destructive rampage. She reached the pile of business cards from before and picked one up to toss right over the edge of the shelf.

“Stop,” Rob hissed under his breath, barely discernible over the droning conversation of his teammates. His eyes darted between the shelf and the computer screen with growing exasperation.

Blue met his gaze in one fiery glare. And then she kicked the entire stack of cards and sent them flying. The bulk of it loudly clattered down to the desk, and several of them toppled in front of the laptop, surely showing up on the camera.

“Get down,” the giant snarled as he suddenly reached out to snatch her up roughly. She almost bit her tongue, overwhelmed by the huge fingers suddenly pressing in from all sides, and vertigo hit her hard before the hand slammed back down onto the desk and rattled her from the inside out.

“Everything okay there, Rob?”

Blue was wincing as the huge fist released her, tears of pain getting added to the ones from her anger.

“Sorry, yeah, that was… my cat.”

The casualness with which he spoke was the tipping point. Overcome with rage, Blue grabbed the closest thing she could find, a loose paperclip, and chucked it at Rob as hard as she could. It bounced against his temple, making the giant flinch. The projectile was too small and too fast for anyone to notice, and it didn’t really hurt him – in fact, with her reduced stature it was impressive that she could even throw it that high. But it earned her one deathly icy glare.

Rob finally took in just how furious his little pet had gotten. Her eyes were full of tears, her body was shaking, there was a bright red mark on her arm, but right now he was too riled up to care. In this split second as the two regarded each other, all he could think was how dare she defy him like this.

“Ohhh, you have a cat?” one of his coworkers was asking excitedly, “Can we see?”

Despite him still angrily fixating Blue, Rob managed to maintain a relaxed enough tone. “Nah, she ran off. Though if she doesn’t stop misbehaving, I’ll have to go lock her up in her carrier.”

The look in his eye at that moment was enough to make Blue finally snap out of it. She suddenly realized that she was completely out of line. No matter what she felt, the gigantic man before her owned her. He was completely within his rights to do whatever he wanted to her. Fear swooped in to replace her wrath, and she threw herself to her knees, linking her hands behind her back and bowing her head low as she got into her submissive position.

She stayed like that for the entire rest of the meeting, her body trembling from the awkward stance, the anxiety, the residual frustration that she had buried deep inside. A good thirty minutes passed as she stared at the desk and desperately wondered where Rob’s mind was at.

Finally the call ended, and once the giant clicked out of the virtual meeting room, he let out a heavy sigh. The tiny woman could hardly breathe in the ensuing silence, her own heartbeat reverberating in her ears as she continued to keep her head down.

“Blue.”

His voice was quiet but it still made her flinch. She raised her head slightly in response to her name, though she did not meet his gaze. A large hand appeared in front of her, unfurling so that the fingertips lay just ahead.

“Come,” the voice commanded firmly.

For the first time, she didn’t want to. For the first time she was afraid to go anywhere near him. But she couldn’t defy this direct order. She got to her feet and took a couple of shaky steps forward down the length of his fingers. As soon as she reached his palm the entire thing lifted up and knocked her off balance. She got back into her kneeled bowing position right there in his hand, and her shoulders tensed as things became still again.

“You understand I have to work, right?”

His tone was so cold. Blue’s chest was tight as her heart raced away. She kept her head down and silently nodded.

“You understand why I have to work. Right?”

She nodded again.

“I can provide for you far better than the vast majority of people you could have ended up with, you know. Thanks to this job.”

Blue hung her head in shame at this. She didn’t look at him but softly said, “I know…”

“Care to explain yourself, then?”

She swallowed, trying to keep the shaking under control. Her voice was weak. “Th-the accommodations are nice… They’re very nice. I-I’m grateful, Master, I really am.”

Up until now, he had always insisted she call him by his name. But he didn’t correct her this time.

“It’s just…” Blue squeezed her eyes shut, mustering her courage to continue speaking. “I need… er… I would like… a little more than just nice things. W-we’ve barely been able to spend any time together… I just…”

And despite her best efforts, a tear fell from her eyes. She watched in terror as the drop of moisture splashed onto the skin of her owner’s palm. Desperately she tried to keep herself in check, but a second tear fell, and then a third.

Rob stared at his tiny pet. He had been thinking about how he was regretting not having accepted the leash that she came with. That she clearly didn’t understand how good she had it. That everything he’d bought for her was top of the line - her tank had plumbing for Christ’s sake - and how infuriating it was that she would repay him with such blatant disrespect. He’d been too easy on her. Things would need to change.

But then he heard the distress and longing in her voice. He felt her miniscule tears and the way her body trembled. He took notice again of the big red mark on her arm that was quickly bruising… and realized that it was about the size of a fingertip. He must have pinched her harder than he meant to when he snatched her from the shelf. He thought about what that might have been like for her, getting violently grabbed by a beast many times her own size. He thought about what could have driven her to act so rashly. What he might have done to push her to such a desperate state of mind.

Rob let out a long exhale.

“It’s true…” he finally conceded, “that I probably should have taken a couple of days off to help you settle in first.”

Blue finally looked up at him, her expression full of shock, before she snapped back into position, lowering her head. Rob smiled and prodded her with his thumb.

“You can relax,” he soothed, his tone warming up.

She did as she was told, releasing her hands from behind her back and slowly getting into a cross-legged position. She was still struggling to look at him. So he lifted her up higher, level with his face so that he could catch her gaze.

“Hey… I’m sorry I lost my temper, I didn’t mean to hurt you. And please don’t think that I don’t want to spend time with you. I’d like to do that more than anything, Blue.”

“R-really?” she stuttered, mindful of her movements as she went to wipe tears off her cheek. “It hasn’t exactly… felt that way.”

Rob assisted in a moment of tenderness, using his free hand to wipe her other cheek with the pad of his thumb. “Of course I do,” he murmured, “You’re beautiful, but you’re also so fun and sweet and caring. And I love that fire in you, even if it can be a bit troublesome sometimes. Tell you what…”

He paused for several seconds as he thought things through. For a moment he glanced at his laptop, but right now the computer had no power over him compared to the miraculous little creature in his hand. Things really did need to change.

“How about I take a few extra days off next week?” he finally offered, “I’ll extend the weekend. We can spend time together, really get to know each other more, and figure out better ways for you to occupy yourself.”

Blue almost got emotional again as her face lit up with a big, bright smile. “Yes! I’d love that, Master. I’d really love that.”

Rob smiled and brought her in to kiss the side of her head, and for a moment they embraced each other, her pressing her body against him and him enjoying the feel of her against his face.

“What’s my name again?” he said softly, pulling her away and reaching a finger up to stroke her neck.

Blue took the finger in both hands and kissed it before hugging it against her cheek. “I’d love that, Robert.”

“Better. So do you think you can behave until then? Just for the rest of the afternoon?”

“Yes. I’ll be quiet, I’ll be good.” She let go of him and fidgeted with her fingers, her smile conflicted. “Even if that means having to stay away from you.”

“About that…” Rob said and he stood back up, cupping his hand around his spirited little treasure as he began walking out of the room. “I have an idea.”

They traveled to the bedroom, a place Blue was quite familiar with as this was where her own living quarters were. For a moment she worried he was about to put her back in her tank, but he kept walking towards a door she was less familiar with - his closet.

Before she knew what was happening, Rob was tilting the hand she was sitting in to slide her right off, playfully dumping her into a soft, cramped space. It took her a moment to realize it was the pocket of one of his hanging shirts.

Blue spent a few seconds righting herself and struggling to get to her feet. By the time she popped her head out of the fabric enclosure, the nearby giant had stripped off his own pocket-less shirt and was turning away to drop it off into the hamper. She grinned in delight and made a tiny squeak of a wolf whistle.

Rob chuckled as he turned back her way and reached for the hanger she was dangling from. She giggled and held on tight as her gigantic master started putting on the shirt she was riding in, bumping and jostling her in the process. The silliness was sucking any residual tension out of the air, so that the unlikely couple was finding a comfortable ease in their interactions once more.

Once he slipped his head through the collar, Rob looked down to make sure his pet was where he’d left her, and he felt himself melt at her contented little smile. He loved the sight of her so close to his heart.

“What does ‘Goldarrow’ mean?” Blue asked suddenly, pointing to the label that was just on the hem of the pocket.

The distracted man answered absently as he continued to get dressed and shift his small passenger around. “I think it’s just this shirt’s brand name…” He paused after getting one arm through the hole, and then his eyes found hers again as he frowned. "Wait. Can you read, Blue?

“Of course!” she scoffed, looking up at him with exaggerated indignation.

He was searching for the other arm hole while he mused, “I didn’t know that…”

Blue laughed as she kept losing her balance, though she managed to speak nonetheless. “I’m still a person, you know, I can learn more than how to kneel. I bet I’m just as smart as you are.”

Rob reflected on this. He really didn’t know that much about her. Hell, maybe all she needed for entertainment was a damn book. Perhaps giving her a little more respect really was the answer in figuring this budding relationship out. He couldn’t wait to learn everything he possibly could about her.

He settled into his new shirt, tugging at the hem. “Is this okay?" he asked.

“This is wonderful," Blue purred, and she sat down to lean against the wall of his chest with a loving sigh. His heartbeat sounded like distant fireworks and his warmth was already making her sleepy.

“That cookie is ready for you whenever you’d like it… And let me know if you get bored. I’ll listen this time."

But she was already curling in on herself, settling in for a nap. She felt like she could stay in here forever. “Thanks, Rob. I will."

She didn’t even need a reminder this time. Rob smiled and lifted his hand up to gently run his fingers along her back from outside the pocket. “Good girl."

Rob was looking forward to today. It had been a long, long week full of one stressful meeting after another, and he could hardly stand the thought of stepping into the corporate office at the moment. But thankfully he wouldn’t have to. It was Friday, meaning the weekend was ahead, and today would be the first time that he would be telecommuting, presumably the first of many. Not only could he stay at home, but that meant that he would spend the day with his new little friend.

He had picked her up less than a week ago, a quiet Sunday morning that quickly became anything but. This had been a months-long process, as was the case for all of the exotic pets that FaeCo could provide. She had not been cheap either. But by God was she stunning.

With freshly brushed teeth and wearing an amalgamation of half formal wear, half lounge wear, Rob strode into his home office, running a hand through his hair in a weak effort to comb it. His laptop was already there, open and ready to be turned on. His adorable pet was ready as well, right where he’d left her this morning.

She really was quite the sight to behold. Her miniaturized body was perfect. Slender arms, long legs, well endowed, but not overly so. Her skin was on the pale side, currently complimenting the darker colors of her loose-fitting outfit. She was quite small, even as far as these shrunken companions went, just under four and half inches tall. Her eyes were bright and the color of amber, hinting at the fiery spirit within her. Her hair was long, almost reaching to her rear, soft and smooth, and although it might have appeared black at first glance, upon closer inspection it was a deep, dark, midnight blue. Perhaps that’s where her name had come from.

“Welcome back, Master Robert,” the tiny woman chirped, gracefully lowering to her knees and bowing her head as her arms folded to link up behind her back. She had been very well trained before coming into Rob’s possession and was nothing but polite in the early morning. He’d always gotten her to loosen up pretty quickly, though.

“Hey, Blue,” the larger one yawned, for a moment coming to stand just in front of his desk and lowering one hand to trail a finger down the little lady’s back. She shuddered with pleasure, giggling but keeping her gaze lowered. “What was my name again?” he added with a smile.

His pet lifted her head, sheepishly meeting his gaze with a small grin of her own. “Master Rob?” she ventured meekly.

Rob sighed. “Closer. They really hammered those formalities into you, didn’t they?”

Blue slowly rose to her feet, lifting her head higher to beam up at him. She had to tilt her neck so far back that it made her owner feel guilty, and he crouched before the desk so they could be more at eye level. He still kept his hand at her side, though.

“Does it displease you?” Her small voice was like silk against his eardrums, and she stepped lightly to stay close to his hand, curving her back against his touch as his fingertips seemed drawn to her like a magnet. She was sporting the cutest little smirk that made his insides turn to mush.

“It doesn’t ‘displease’ me, it’s just not necessary. You can relax.”

“Okay, Robert,” Blue hummed, and with her demeanor already shifting, she gave his index finger a small shove backwards so that she’d have space to take a seat on his middle finger. Rob happily went along with this, placing his thumb against her knees and using his index to support her lower back as he lifted her right off the table. She let out the smallest gasp, almost imperceptible, subtly revealing that, despite all of her training, she was not entirely used to being handled so casually at this size. For a moment she wavered in place and glanced down at the ground quickly pulling away from her before she let out a steadying breath and went back to smiling up at her master.

Rob got to his feet again, shrunken woman in tow, and was content to hold her aloft like a parakeet as he turned on his laptop and made his way around the room, opening the curtains to let some light in. What a pleasure this day was going to be - working from the comfort of his home with such a sensually cuddly companion at his side.

A minute or two later he sat at his chair, just as his email was automatically booting up, and he lowered his hand back to the desk to gently set Blue down. He had brought her carrier here so that she’d have everything she’d need close at hand - litter, water, food, and even a couple of the toys that she had come with. Surely more than enough to keep her satisfied. At least it seemed to be enough whenever he had been gone at work, though he technically hadn’t been around in person to be sure.

“I’m sooo happy that you’re here today!” Blue sang, darting over to Rob’s laptop and looking up at it curiously. “So what’s on the schedule?”

“I have a couple of meetings later, but they shouldn’t take too long. Mostly just a whole lot of answering emails and writing reports. Riveting stuff, I know.” The comparative giant scrolled through the messages that had come in that morning, looking for any emergencies. He continued talking to his pet absently as he clicked away. “Just know that if any video calls come in, I’ll need you to be very quiet. I’m sure you’re aware that most of the world doesn’t know about shrunken ladies such as yourself. You’re my little secret, alright?”

“Ooo, I love that. Your little secret…” And with that Blue sprawled herself onto her keeper’s wrist, rubbing her cheek against the top of his hand that was resting on the mouse.

“Um…” Rob said with amusement, his attention pulled away from the screen and towards his tiny interloper. “I kinda need that hand.”

“Oh, fiiine,” she responded with a little huff as she got back up, “I haven’t had breakfast anyway.”

She scampered off to her carrier and Rob sighed with contentment as he watched her leave before going back to his emails.

The morning began passing without issue. Blue occupied herself for the next thirty or so minutes as she nibbled at the special pellets that were provided with her, alongside some of Rob’s own breakfast as he was slowly introducing her to real food. She spent quite a while in front of her coin-like mirror, using the tiniest of combs to parse through her long, smooth hair, grooming herself languidly within her master’s sights. After that she began wandering the desk, curiously taking a quick look around, as today was the first time that she had been placed here.

Eventually, though, she was drawn back to him. At this point both of Rob’s hands were occupied, typing away at his keyboard as he worked on a report. Blue carefully hopped onto his forearm, swinging both legs over in one fluid motion, so that she could go sit between the two arms. She laid down onto her stomach and gazed up at the computer screen that towered over her.

Rob particularly enjoyed this, and anytime he had to pause and think, one of his hands drifted over to his new desk toy, one thumb idly running up and down her back with a tender touch. Blue quickly gave up on paying attention to the screen and lay her head down on folded arms, practically purring in delight anytime she received the soft pets. She frowned and looked up whenever his fingers left her again to resume their journey across the keyboard, and then she’d let out a sigh before setting her head back down.

Eventually, though, the shrunken woman grew weary with the pattern, especially as she received fewer and fewer pets. She rolled onto her back, biting her lip as she looked straight up at the distracted giant. She took a deep breath in, conjured up a winning smile, and carefully interrupted. “Do you need a break yet?”

Rob glanced down at her, only half of his attention leaving his work. “It hasn’t even been an hour, Blue. Don’t tell me you’re bored already?”

“Um… just a little,” she responded cautiously, keeping her eyes on his face even as he kept his on the screen.

“Well, I brought your toys over too, did you see?”

Knowing that he wasn’t looking at her, Blue allowed herself to roll her eyes. Right… the rubber ball, the cylinder cage with a bell in it, and the stuffed penguin. Such wonderful entertainment those were. She thought she’d go crazy with only those “toys” to occupy herself with whenever Rob was at the office.

But she didn’t complain, simply rolled herself up to her feet and trudged back over to the gigantic arm beside her. She took a bit longer to cross the obstacle this time, laying her body along the length of it for just a moment, enjoying the feeling of his warm skin against hers and gently touching the soft hairs with her fingertips–

With a yelp, the tiny woman suddenly fell as Rob shifted his hand a little too abruptly towards the top of the keyboard and made Blue roll off his arm in the process, crashing to the hard surface of the desk.

“Oops,” her much taller companion lamented, taking a moment to look down at her. “Sorry about that, you alright?”

“I’m fine,” she said shortly, hurrying to her feet. A quick glance up, though, and she saw Rob was already back into his work. Hiding her frown, she turned back to her carrier.

She did take a moment to hug her stuffed penguin - as annoyed as she was about it, she was quite attached to this one comfort object. She then spent a few minutes kicking the rubber ball around, something she had gotten rather good at even though she had no interest in it. But then Blue decided to do some more exploring. She had all these office supplies around her, might as well examine the things that weren’t just the same old toys.

The stapler made for a fun balance beam, not to mention a good boost to be able to peer into the mug that was full of pens. She struggled to pull out one of them, wielding it like javelin, which earned her a chuckle from Rob as he glanced over at her antics. She dutifully replaced the writing utensil once she tired of swinging it around, and then she messed around with paperclips for a bit, linking them up in a chain that coiled around herself, the curved wall growing higher and higher until it was half as tall as she was. She left herself the task of unlinking them all for later and simply hopped out of her little metal cage. So far she was much preferring the giant’s toys over her own, but she still felt so restless.

Hoping a more active challenge might be more engaging, Blue wandered over to the back shelf that was part of the desk, looming above like an apartment building. Rob mostly kept various forms of paper, books and binders here, and it would be tricky even getting to the first shelf. It took her some time, but the determined little adventurer started gathering whatever items she could budge in the vicinity, stacking up post-it notes, dragging over a box of staples, sliding one of the shorter books out from the rest. Soon enough she’d created a rudimentary staircase for herself and she began climbing, her heart pumping with excitement at her modest accomplishment of reaching a higher platform.

There wasn’t much to see up on the wooden shelf, though. She ran her hand along the book spines that towered beside her like a row of narrow houses, all the while gazing out towards her occupied master, who she was almost eye level with at this point.

She enjoyed just observing him for the time being, taking in every feature. To the average person Rob might have come off as almost plain looking, slim and with a kind face, but nothing more. But she could see details that no one else could. She loved the way his eyes tapered into an almond shape and noticed every shade of brown that layered onto the irises. His short hair had the exact same layers of color, and she knew from experience that it was incredibly soft, a joy to run her hands through. He had just a shadow of stubble brushed over his chin, and even with a neutral expression she could see the smallest dimple past the corner of his mouth.

Blue was so distracted as she watched him that she bumped right into a big pile of business cards, only now noticing them in her path. A few of them got knocked askew, one fluttering its way back down to the surface of the desk.

She held her breath, body tensing up as she looked back at the giant before her, hoping he wouldn’t get mad at her blunder. He did notice the card falling but hardly seemed bothered, just quietly muttering, “Careful.” His tone wasn’t annoyed, if anything he sounded concerned for her safety up on the shelf, but Blue’s shoulders sagged sadly nonetheless at how detached he acted. She plopped right down into a seat on the shelf, letting her legs dangle off the edge, and just stared straight at Rob for minutes on end as she stewed in her loneliness.

It was almost 10am when the now stiff and bleary-eyed man pulled his hands away from the computer, bracing his arms behind his neck to stretch out his back. His eyes lit up at the sight of Blue up on her shelf, who was smiling at him eagerly as soon as he took notice of her.

“Ready for that break?” Rob asked, reaching his hand out to her, and the tiny woman was immediately on her feet, hopping onto his fingers excitedly. As soon as she was sitting on his palm, he stood up and ambled out of the room so that he could stretch his legs. His lovely little pet felt so nice and warm in his hand, and he found himself closing his fingers around her idly as he went to the kitchen. There was something so relaxing about the feel of her body, the subtle weight of it, the way she moved in response to his touch.

And it certainly helped that she absolutely loved being fondled like this. Blue circled her arms around her keeper’s thumb, squeezing it into a hug and sighing contentedly as she lay against the slope of his palm. She really hoped they would have some time for couch cuddles.

They had spent almost their entire Sunday afternoon on the couch, once Rob had brought her home and finished setting up her tank. For hours on end he pet her and talked to her, and she’d even gotten the chance to get a bit frisky as she discovered every inch of his body. It was the perfect beginning to their relationship. But after that first day he didn’t have nearly as much time to spend with her, and while the interactions they were able to have in the evenings were lovely, it was hard to make up for the amount of time she spent in total isolation during the day.

Rob contemplated making a second cup of coffee but settled for some tea instead. While he waited for the water to boil, he sat at the kitchen table and laid his occupied hand down on its surface, smiling down at his eager little toy. Using his free hand, he carefully explored the entire length of her with the tip of his forefinger. He traced figure eights around her tiny breasts through the fabric of her top, and Blue let out a happy moan as she closed her eyes and arched her back.

“I could do this all day,” she sighed, wincing as the giant finger ventured further south.

“You and me both,” Rob murmured. “Though I probably shouldn’t get us too riled up…” He was already getting excited downstairs and she still had her clothes on.

“Why not?” Blue pleaded, opening her amber eyes again with a pout. She almost cried out in protest when the comforting digit pulled away again.

“Because I’ve got a meeting soon,” Rob said, and he got to his feet in response to the kettle’s whistle.

“Already?” The word was whispered soft enough that her master didn’t hear it, and she hung her head dejectedly as they were promptly headed back to the desk. The break was so short that she wondered if it would have been better to not have the tease at all.

“Let me check something real quick,” Rob said, still holding onto Blue even after sitting down. A few clicks later on his laptop and suddenly they saw the room reflected back at them. “I want to see how much the webcam can pick up.”

He lifted the little woman up a few inches to position her in front of the camera. Distracted from her morose thoughts, she marveled at the sight of herself pinched between the massive fingers, something she never got to see from the outside. Rob lowered his arm until her feet touched the surface of the desk, and he gently continued pushing down on her head until she was forced to kneel.

“Right there… Okay, as long as you’re on your hands and knees you’re okay staying in front of me. And then…”

Despite herself, Blue smiled as the fingers wrapped around her again and slid her to one side. Slowly she was carried along until she disappeared off the computer screen. “Alright, this is as far as it can see you on this side… I’ll put a pencil right here to mark the edge, okay? Now the other side…”

She was giggling outright now, and Rob was grinning too as he playfully zoomed her to the opposite end. “Aaaand here’s this edge. So. While the webcam’s on, if you pass either one of these pencils you have to crawl. Alright?”

“Kinky,” Blue laughed.

“I’ll say,” Rob smirked back, setting her down. “Okay, I’m about to log on. No matter where you are, don’t make a peep. Got it?”

She mimed zipping up her mouth and silently nodded. Moments later, just as the call booted up, she went ahead and dropped to her knees to slink over the pencil that divided them.

It was something, at least. This was primarily a listening meeting, with Rob only needing to pipe up occasionally. The entire time Blue just lay on her side and curled herself into the curve of his palm, her feet absently massaging the inside of his wrist while he softly rubbed the top of her head with his ring finger. This was nice. If they could stay in such close contact like this she would consider herself completely content with the setup.

But the meeting lasted less than fifteen minutes. And then the giant was back at work, his attention fully on his big stupid computer once again, both hands occupied. Blue tried to make the magic last a bit longer by making her way over to the crook of his arm and taking a seat on the inside of his elbow. But the frequent movement would constantly jostle her, and from the occasional huff coming from above, it sounded like her clingy presence was becoming irritating. She took the hint and walked away.

Another hour and a half passed, the rest of the morning slipping by quietly, and not once did Rob look her way. As pathetic as she felt, there was only so much grooming and stretching and wandering and unlinking paper clips that Blue could stand when the object of her desire was so large that he was constantly in her line of sight. Soon enough her legs were moving seemingly of their own accord. She hesitantly stepped up to the hand that was resting on the computer mouse but currently not moving. Not that it mattered, apparently. All it took was her reaching out and touching his wrist for Rob to let out an openly frustrated sigh.

“You can’t expect me to resist you for so long, handsome,” Blue said softly, trying to turn on the charm by sensually leaning against his skin, breasts pressing onto the back of his hand.

His next exhale was gentler this time and his eyes met hers. “I know, sweetie. It’s hard to resist you too…” She was really starting to doubt that. But she kept her mouth shut and let Rob continue. “Listen, we still have the whole afternoon to get through. I can’t babysit you constantly.”

His words stung and she wasn’t sure how to respond to them. She tried to reassure herself by thinking ahead… It must be lunchtime soon, surely he’d take a break then? They could reconnect, it would help her recharge and face the second half of the day with new resolve.

As if he was sensing her thoughts, Rob tried to cheer her up in the most misguided way. “How about I bring you back something yummy for lunch? That should help, yeah? I’ll see if I can grab you a cookie or something.” And with that he sent his last email before putting his laptop to sleep.

Blue felt all of her mustered strength immediately deflate as she realized what he was saying. “You’re not eating here?” she asked hollowly.

“Nah, I can’t stand being inside for that long.”

The little woman balked at the irony and injustice of it all, and she almost said something. But she managed to take the words “How do you think I feel?” and swallow them down into oblivion.

Rob was closing his laptop now and gathering up a couple of things. “Be good, okay? I’ll be back before you know it.”

Blue silently descended to her knees on the desk, disguising her dismay as a formal gesture of farewell as she bowed her head. She closed her eyes and listened to the giant’s footsteps thunder out of the room and fade away into the distance.

@miss-lillipants I really enjoy the gentle stuff too, that’s mostly what I had in mind when I asked the question. Though I do think that once I get to a certain point of trust with my giant (and get used to his shenanigans), I’d love it if he just picked me up without me needing to climb on, just a spontaneous hand embrace~

And I’m not sure I’d really thought about it before, but I absolutely agree that dangling her is a more dominant gesture than the fist. She’s still able to kick and squirm but is nevertheless rendered helpless, and if he starts moving her around it could feel so precarious that she might actually start clinging to him even if she was wishing she could get away. Not to mention the more casual nature of it. I associate the fist with anger but the dangling with a playful, confident demeanor - just totally in control of the situation.

@i-am-insane I kinda love the idea of getting so used to my giant partner that I don’t even really need him to warn me when he’s about to pick me up, at least not verbally. Of course it might be as simple as me seeing him bending down or reaching my way, but even if I’m not looking there could be little ways to sense it. Maybe I’m already sitting somewhere on him and I know exactly what that muscle clenching means. Or I’ve learned to pick up on the slight whooshing sound of his hand moving through the air, or the subtle heat of his skin before it touches me. Maybe he’s learned to give me a split second of soft contact before I’m scooped right up into his fingers.

Not to say he couldn’t ever catch me off guard for a teasing/playful moment, but the idea of being totally in sync with someone despite the size difference is just the best. 🥰

@Olo Well, yeah! Getting inside the pants means we can grab on to leg hairs to help us up

@Olo Love the variety here! And I’m totally with you on the size range, I’m a big fan of micro. Yeah, things get a little different when she’s reeeal tiny. Ideally then you could put a fingertip down and she would just scale up the ridges, either because she trusts you or she realizes that it’s better to cooperate at that point if she’s that small. Otherwise though, if she’s tiny enough (but not so tiny that she’d get obliterated), you could always lick your finger and gently tap it against her so she sticks right on! Or maybe the ol trick of putting a cup over her and slipping paper underneath.

I know some people bring out the tweezers when she’s that little but I’ve always found that idea terrifying. It might allow for a bit more dexterity, but I feel like one wrong move and suddenly I’m sliced in half

@Mrgoblinging7 If you wanted to make them more comfortable without letting them run, you could always cup them between your hands and make a little cave! I know if I was scared that would probably help calm me down instead of being grabbed. Being tiny can be so overstimulating, so the extra sensory deprivation of the darkness and the muffled sounds might help too.

Or the funny positions you grab them in can just be things you laugh about later when they do end up trusting you

Just curious about what are everyone’s favorite ways of picking up your tiny lady friend! Or conversely for us little ones, your favorite way of getting picked up by a giant?

Things like - voluntarily walking onto an open hand? Pinching her torso between two fingers? Scooping her up into the palm? Wrapping fingers around her entire body? Grabbing the leg and dangling her? Forcing her to climb up the length of the body to reach the hand?

Or any other way I’m not thinking of right now! I suppose it would also make a difference depending on her size. Maybe a fist around the waist or gently pinching her entire body between finger and thumb might be more appropriate.

I think for me it’s either getting scooped up into the palm or having fingers wrap around me like a big, warm hug.