Knowing Your Place (GTS Story)

WARNING: Contains cruel content including instances of abuse towards tinies. If you see tinies as people, then this will be rather distressing.

This is work in progress. Much more is written but not edited yet.

Updated on 2/16/19

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Scarlet had just returned from a stroll in the park. It had been a hot day, and her extravagant pink and white dress with all of its flourishings had proved to be quite burdensome under the July sun for the platinum blonde. It had been Mary who had suggested she go out today, and it had clearly been... an ill advised recommendation. Nevertheless, she was back at the gate of her grand estate, and Amelia was sure to have the gate open by the time the young master had reached the door way.

"Good evening, Madam" Amelia murmured. "Evening, gatekeeper" Scarlet replied, giving the tomboyish guard a glance. She kept their interactions at minimum.

When she had arrived in the cooled foyer of her grand estate, she was greeted by none other than Mary herself. The freckled green eyed maid, who wasn't a year over 19 with braided brown hair and fitted in a traditional black and white dress that complimented her meek demeanor, shuffled nervously at the blonde heiress's glare. It was Mary who spoke first. "Madam-" To which Scarlet cut her off "I did not think highly of my stroll in the park." Mary shuddered, she did not want to displease her master, but she also had an ace. "Forgive me, Miss Scarlet, I did not know the weather would turn so severe, if I may, I would like to make it up to you." Scarlet's glare was unmoving "And how would you do that, servant?" Mary swallowed "I do have something of a surprise for you, two stragglers caught earlier today during my routine cleaning..."

Annie was mortified. She'd been caught. The maid of the manor, cleaning the foyer, had come upon her troop collecting crumbs from the dining room. In one full swoop she was trapped in a dustpan and emptied into a mysterious box, along with another tiny boy. Now they both waited in complete darkness. Neither of them said a word. Just waited.

Scarlet opened the door to her room, revealing its marvelous pastel pink decor to her uncaring eyes. The room was exquisitely decorated with the finest fabric furnishings, most impressive of all was her incredibly large bed fit for only the richest of queens, as well as an incredible wardrobe filled with the finest of silks (this one only contained her night gowns, of course, as her true wardrobe was an entire room in itself separated by a golden door.) Not a single speck of dirt or dust was on the wooden floor or its lavish carpets. It was pristine as pristine can be, and at the side was a fantastically crafted chair coupled with a pinkish glass table, on which stood a silver box.

Mary was close behind as Scarlet head to sit on the chair, to which Mary got on her knees before her. She raised her foot as Mary on instinct undid the rose laces of her equally pink shoes, and removed the shoe exposing her white stocking clad foot. Carefully she peeled off the stocking, revealing a perfect pale foot with a plump, albeit slightly wet, sole and fine filed uncolored nails. Scarlet paid her maid no attention, instead fixated on the box. She picked it up with her gloved hands, turning it slowly. As soon as Mary was done with her other foot, Scarlet turned on her chair and clicked open the two latches of the lid, opening it and roughly dumping the contents on to her table.

Out tumbled two tiny people, of their typical size of only about two inches tall, they cowered against the imposing glare of Scarlet's crystal blue eyes.

"Mary" Scarlet boomed from above the microscopic people, shivering in their nude forms as their environment had suddenly switched from the hot confines of the box to the thin perfectly cooled air. "The magnifying glass, please."

On command Mary procured a fine golden magnifying glass she had made sure to bring for the occasion from the satchel around her waist.

"Hmm" Scarlet inspected the diminutive pests underneath her watchful eye. "Though they are runts, as usual" Annie shook at the demeaning comment served her way. "They are not particularly poorly built." She moved her gloved index over the boy. "This one in particular, such a slender figure." She moved her finger down to his exposed privates. "Huh." She prodded it softly, the tiny boy couldn't resist but react to the invading touch by moving his hands to futilely grasp the side of the imposing finger. "You do NOT have permission to move, bug." Scarlet shouted. The sudden rise in voice terrified the tiny boy.

"Mary." Scarlet called annoyingly. "The handkerchief, please."

The minuscule boy yelped, getting up on his feet, immediately running as far away from the girl as possible. Unfortunately he was on the edge of the table, flanked by the maid who instinctively put a hand down on the side to block him as she used the other hand to give her master a light pink handkerchief.

"I do not like boys. And I ESPECIALLY do not like bugs who don't know their place. Together, well, I guess we must simply show this pest how such transgressions are dealt with." She raised the handkerchief and unceremoniously covered the boy, who really hadn't made much distance at all on the slippery glass, underneath a massive blanket. Annie looked on as the gloved hand pressed down on the handkerchief, the muffled screams that only she could hear emitting from below. "Now..." The cold goddess picked up the speck through the cloth with her index and thumb, as if it was truly a bug, raising the cloth to her face "Perish." She squeezed her fingers together, obliterating the insect instantly. Mary had already brought a small waste box for her to deposit the handkerchief, and with one swift motion the giant raised the cloth over the basket and dropped it, eyes locked the entire time on the mortified tiny on the table.

"As you can see" She spoke calmly "I have little patience."

Annie was in shock. How did this girl, with her perfect features and pristine clothes, her outwardly delicate demeanor, be such a complete monster? She had never interacted with the humans of this manor, as she came in and out foraging, but she never assumed they were any different than those her size. But as she laid there, on a table much farther than she could ever jump, in the vicinity of two giants who she couldn't ever possibly hope to run from, she realized just how disposable and insignificant she truly was.

Scarlet laid a glove hand out on the table. "Climb on." The tiny hesitated, still in shock. "Now." She demanded.

"Mary" She motioned for her maid. On command Annie was assaulted by the softer more worn fingers of the massive maid. Her right hand's index prodding her. "Come on now, don't be rude." Annie had noted that the maid wasn't nearly as cruel, when she was first caught the maid didn't seem particularly malicious, more like one who had a specific job to do and taking care of pests was simply part of it. But now, as she was sandwiched between her index and pointer, she felt just as helpless in her grasp as she was in the gloved hands of her more dominant captor.

"The middle carpet." Mary did as she was told, swiftly moving for the area designated. With a tiny between her fingers and a palm under, both hands held closely to her ample breast as it bounced underneath in the limited space her corset allowed her upper body to actually move. Still, Annie felt oddly warm in the grasp of this much gentler girl, even as she was placed on the floor. Mary gave the tiny one knowing look as she got up, turning on her solid black shoe clad feet and briskly moving behind the much more imposing bare feet of her true captor.

Annie gulped as on queue, the right foot raised and immediately slammed down as the massive girl took her first step directly towards her, the reverb catching her off guard and crumpling her to the floor. Each step forward was met with a deafining slap as the imposing bare feet came closer as she helplessly stared up at the malicious girl. She moved not only the breadth of her own body, but also carrying a wide pastel dress that cast a shadow at least half a foot in front of her, encroaching on her in bursts as Scarlet made her way.

Scarlet stopped right before the tiny girl, making sure she was in enough distance to be only a quick stomp away lest she made any sudden moves. "Now. Approach." She commanded.

Annie was dumbfounded. She had to willingly move herself closer to peril. Would she?

"I said APPROACH" Annie immediately got up and ran towards the massive foot.

"Better." Scarlet raised her bare foot, showing Annie her expansive sole, which hovered over her, big toe pointed down. Annie shook as she looked up at the imposing toe which hovered only a few steps above her. She could see every line, every perfect detail of the impressive pad, even the minuscule speck of cotton from her sock, invisible to most, was clearly visible to the microscopic girl, hugging the soft ridges of the toe and slightly hanging off.

"I could squish you right now. It would require just a small amount of pressure to do so." The pristine girl's dominating voice echoed from above, causing Annie begin to rise, as if backing away. "How does it seem from below there, to be literally below me, to the absolute minimum, do you see this?" The toe lowered slightly, causing Annie's heartbeat to rocket in speed at the subtle movement. "Do you know your role, here?" Everything in Annie wanted her to just immediately turn and run, but she knew there was nothing she could do to escape in time. She stood transfixed at the toe, literally inches away from crushing her effortlessly, in a petrified trance. "All I'd have to do is just press a little down..." Scarlet simply lowered her toe and felt the tiny crumple effortlessly crumple beneath her big toe. "Should I?" She pondered aloud, pressing just a little bit more to elicit a bit of resistance as Annie began to try to wiggle out.

Scarlet giggled. "Hmm, wiggling like a little worm today, are we?" She lifted her bare foot, giving Annie much needed relief from her constant presence. "I would think that if you were to be spared, you would have to prove you're not just a little bug like your friend, wouldn't you?" Annie panted on the floor, unable to move as she watched the overwhelming yet dainty foot retract, planting itself back down on the floor a little away from her with a soft slap.

"Mary?" She turned to the maid. "I need this one equipped."

///CHAPTER 2///

Vibrations rocked Annie's tiny body as she heard the familiar clack of Mary's work shoes as she approached the tiny thing. Mary bent over, reaching for the girl who tried to look away as the inescapable fingers effortlessly picked her up and simply dropped her on her palm. Holding her to her chest, Mary carried her out of the room, past her master who only watched with a smirk.

"Let's get you cleaned up, okay?" Mary spoke down to the tiny girl as she washed her in the sink. The water jetted out of the golden metallic faucet and doused the girl with a violent rush of water that filled up the youthful maid's cupped palm. "It's been a long day, hasn't it?" Annie could do nothing to resist the girl's fingers as they rinsed her with water, nearly drowning her several times as her body was pressed and pulled as Mary hummed a small tune.

"She's not always like this" Annie was soaked with her back down on a wooden counter-top. She watched as Mary pulled out what looked to be a sort of silver pen. "But I can tell she took a liking to you." Mary put one hand on the table. "Nevertheless" She tapped her index next to the girl, causing micro vibrations that shook her wet body in place. "She has asked me to prepare you for a more rigorous lifestyle." She lowered the pen to Annie's privates, which she quickly reached down to cover. "Now now, there is no need for that." Mary cooed. Mary pressed the top of the pen, as a smaller straw-like object came out of the pen's tip. "This will not be long." She gently pushed down on Annie's face with her thumb, causing the girl to instinctively reach for it, leaving her opening exposed. Mary did not waste a moment as she immediately pushed the pen tip deep into her, to Annie's shock. She immediately started squirming everything in her body as the tip went deeper into her, but it was completely fixed, she tried to wrap her hands around the pen, away from the thumb that blocked her vision, but was unable to do a thing as Mary pressed down on the plunger, and a liquid was injected directly into her, along with what felt to be a sturdy... thing "There there." Mary soothed the tiny girl as she casually violated her most intimate part. "It's in there now." She lifted her thumb, pulling out the pen, but the rod seemed to stay fixed in place and detach, leaving it squarely inside her. She lifted her thumb, letting Annie's eyes adjust to see the girl once again, to which she immediately looked down to there was now a metal rod like object coming out of her most intimate area. She reached down to pull at the foreign object, but her arms were lightly brushed away by Mary's index. "Now now, settle down, if you pick at it, it'll only go in deeper."

"It's quite harmless, really. It's just a peculiar little device that slowly releases a liquid that increases your fortitude, so you can withstand a bit more rough play." Mary moved her index and press down on Annie's legs to demonstrate, pushing just a little harder than usual, causing the tiny girl to wince in pain, but then immediately releasing. "See? Such pressure would easily break your bones normally, but you're perfectly fine." She smiled. Annie couldn't really blame the girl, she really did seem to have some good intentions in her mind, and her cute youthful smile made her feel oddly at ease despite what she had just done. "There are some side effects, however." Mary's tone grew more sorrowful. "The first is that you need to be within contact of a human. If you aren't, you may come down with a most peculiar sickness, which will be relieved when in contact once again, mind you." Annie didn't want to believe what she just heard, she had to now be in contact of these... people? "In addition, it does also act as a sort of low dose aphrodisiac, it may... increase your needs a bit." Mary continued "It's okay." She cooed "It might bother for the first few days, and it may cause discomfort especially at night, but it's nothing really." Mary knew it would likely be worse than she described, but it is what she was asked to do. As a more learned woman, this still bothered her. And she hadn't even attached her harness.

A moment later Annie had lost all her freedom. Attached around her waste tightly was a corset looking harness that was tied to a strong string with a loop at the end. Mary gave it a small tug, and Annie fell over. "I apologize, but this is what the master wanted." Mary twirled the string and threw the tiny girl on to her rough palm, which she brought to her face. "Now you behave and everything will be fine, okay?" The tiny girl began to cry, everything had been removed from her. "I'll make sure nothing too severe happens, I may be her servant but I am not a monster." She tried to comfort the girl. "And I'm sure the master will warm up to you, just be obedient, understand?" Annie didn't understand. She began to kick and scream at the massive hand that contained her, which sharply lowered as Mary's other hand came to calm the troubled girl. She lead her down on her back and gently pressed down at the metallic protrusion with the pad of her index, causing the hysteric girl to suddenly stop at the surprise feeling the object being pushed deeper into her. "Relax." She soothed her. "Follow my lead." The finger stayed pressed. "Breath in... And breath out." Mary said gently. "There's nothing you can do right now but just relax." She released her finger, and the object came back up. Annie lay motionless, shocked at what had just happened, but still, and that's all that Mary wanted.

Annie woke up in the middle of the night on a... bed. A bed her size. She winced as her eyes began to adjust to the dark night, an attribute she had learned to perfect over years of foraging but only served now to reveal that she was in a room. But something else caught her attention. A subtle... need. She looked down at her intimates, seeing the familiar metal rod. She had to relieve herself. Pulling at the rod, she tried to use it to pleasure herself but on grasping it she found it unnaturally slippery. Pulling at it was futile as her hands slipped off and it pushed itself harder in. Annie winced, her breasts were firm and her nipples were engorged and tender to the touch. She was aroused but she could not do anything to relieve herself. She tried to get up and walk towards the door, taking labored drowsy steps, but found the door out was nothing more than a carving into the wall. She was trapped. She looked at the window, which was indeed a hole but far too small for her to escape from due to the cross shaped planks that separated it into four. Without any ability to relieve herself or escape, she made her way to the bed and tried to ignore her discomfort. Eventually, she passed out once again.

///CHAPTER 3///

Morning came and Annie had barely a wink of sleep. She had been there for several hours, her eyes barely open, she had almost no energy at all. In the distance, Mary knocked on the door to her master's room. "Morning call, miss, are you prepared for a bright new day?" Mary smiled. It was a childish thing to say, but she knew Scarlet appreciated a bit of morning enthusiasm.

She opened the curtains to reveal a fresh morning sunlight. On cue, her master began to stir. She looked down at the doll house by the wall, and remembered that there was another little one to wake up.

Annie yelped as a bright green eye appeared through the window. "And how is my little sleepy bug doing today, hmm?" Annie was far too tired to do anything to reply. Mary disappeared for a moment, then suddenly the roof began to rise and slide out like the top of a box. Mary towered far above her, and the sight of the looming giant, despite her morning cheer,  was too much for the tiny to take in and she turned away. Mary pouted, and turned for her master who had stirred awake.

Dressing Scarlet took a half hour or so. And before she knew it, Scarlet was ready for her morning duties. "There." Mary clapped her hands at the newly dressed girl before her. "All ready for the day." She glanced at the doll house. "Now miss, you do have a pet now, what would you wish for us to do with her?"

Both giants now towered over Annie, and she watched with fearful caution, trying not to make eye contact.

"Oh, well, despite her fortitude last night I don't think she's ready yet to stay with me, don't you think?" Scarlet glanced at Annie, and fixed her gaze back on Mary. "I do think she needs a bit of training first. She's been idling around as greater beings work her around, she has barely done anything of herself. I do think she should appreciate what real work looks like." Scarlet lamented, Annie didn't like where this was going. "How about she spend the day within the confines of your shoe? She must learn to appreciate the work you do, don't you think?"

"Oh my shoe, I'd be... It'll be done, miss." Mary responded. She looked down at the terrified poor little thing, but gave her a warm smile. She reached down and picked her up, dropping her on the floor next to her black flats. She hadn't thought to wear her regular black shoes today, and she noted her insole had already began to be moist as she peeled it off her bare foot. Unlike Scarlet's more delicate foot, Mary's feet were far larger and flatter, she had grown up on a farm before she moved to her new profession, and her toes looked just the kind that would effortlessly grind soil beneath them as she worked the fields. That is to add, of course, to the strength they had built up from her current job that involved standing up for hours on end as she did household chores. Annie was taken a back at just how heavy they seemed compared to an otherwise petite girl, and she gulped as she was dropped on the wet insole of the slipper, which was promptly tilted, tumbling her forward.

Mary did feel terribly sorry for what she was about to do. The day would be long and, as Miss Scarlet had said, would indeed expose the tiny girl to the reality of hard work. She wondered what sort of function such a thing would do in her former life as she slowly slipped her shoe back on, leading her toes to the tip where she hoped the tiny had found her way, as it'd be by far the least stressful area.

Down below Annie screamed as the massive toes came for her. She desperately tried to hug the tip of the shoe, trying to minimize her space as much as possible, but the toes seemed to want more than she could provide, shoving themselves flush with the wall and completely overwhelming her as they settled down. She found herself underneath her aggressively large big toe, the harder pad with its roughness from such aggressive standing work doing Annie's bare skin, in full distressful contact, no favors.

"Alright then, off to your chores." Scarlet waved her maid away, who promptly turned and walked to the door. Annie couldn't tolerate even the first step. The toes shifted and strained, pushing deep into what little space she had, the big toe which she had so far managed to avoid getting under, lightly pressed into the ground, widening into her tiny body. The shake was even worse, and Annie feared that she'd find herself underneath. The second step caused her to begin to slip, and Annie panicked, scratching her nails at the smooth canvas of the inside of the shoe. Another inevitable step and she'd find herself trapped.

Mary put her hand on the rail as she began to walk down the grand staircase to the foyer. Each step she took now a more significant distance. With a single long step to the wooden plank below, she suddenly felt her tiny passenger simply slide underneath her toes completely. No matter, she resigned, there was nothing that could be done now. She took another step, feeling a feeling a brief crushing sensation as the minuscule body functioned as a brief padding to her soft toes. She hated to admit it, but it did feel quite good, despite her reservations. Nevertheless, she continued down the stairs.

It was around midday that Mary had completely forgotten about the tiny in her shoe. It really was not of any relevance to , as she had more important matters to attend to, the chores would not pause for anyone, and the tiny would just have to make do. Still, however, as she reached up to dust the cabinets of the foyer she began to feel the strain on her sole, after all, she'd been on her feet for a few hours now and there was still much to do. It's at this moment an odd thought came across her, perhaps she could... No, that'd be too rough! But... The tiny wouldn't be hurt... What's the harm, after all?

Way below, in the tight confines of her flats, the heat had truly began to take hold of the entire area. The minuscule amounts of precipitation that had been naturally generated by Mary's hard work was choking Annie in thick beads of sweat, completely negligible at a normal size, but overwhelming and causing a sickening moisture to the tiny girl trapped under her toes, unable to catch full breaths in her badly compressed lungs, but now with the added complexities of impure already processed air that provided little oxygen, leading Annie to a dull trance. It was when, after what felt like an eternity in the thick moisture, that she was violently woken with the sudden feeling of the toe begin to press incredibly hard on her, much more than anything else she'd felt. Not only that, however, it was moving - trying to scratch at the floor, pulling her farther from the tip of the shoe. Annie panicked, full of sudden adrenaline, she began to squirm and try to move back to where she was. It had no effect, however, as the determined maid's force was too powerful as she was dragged to relieve the pain at the ball of her foot. Annie struggled with all her might as the thick skin enveloped her underneath their overwhelming mass.

Though she hated to admit it, the tiny struggles against her stressed sole only managed to produce a light massage - exactly what Mary needed. Lightly tapping her foot on the floor to make sure everything was firmly in place, Mary simply returned to her duties.

That night Annie once again found herself helpless on the wood counter in Mary's room. The gigantic girl, looking as cheerful as she was that morning, showed much less wear this night.

"How are you feeling?" She prodded the tiny girl with her finger. Annie was exhausted, but full of nothing but hatred for the girl that had just submitted her to a full day's work under her aching feet. The image of her gentle finger prodding her sore arm was not met with warmness, as she angerly snapped away her arm. Pouting, Mary poked the tiny cheek with the tip of her index, and simply pressed down with her thumb between the tiny thing's crotch. Annie jolted in shock as more pressure dug the rod into her, wiggling her legs, she tried to move her lower body for a few moments before she gave up, leaving herself splayed and complacent on the table. "Better." Mary smiled "Now let's take a look at your health, shall we?"

Annie was sore all over, but worse than that, she was in actual serious pain whenever Mary poked any of her limbs, which she was making a point of doing. "Does this hurt?" She asked as she pressed down on her leg. The lightest pressure caused Annie to visibly wince. "Hmm, I see. I think it must be too low of a dose." Mary did as she had last night, pulling out the familiar pen. Annie winced at the familiar site but was unable to muster any energy to resist as she was once again violated.

"This dose is much stronger, but the effects... They are stronger as well. I do hope you'll be able to resist your temptations."

The night was unbearable. The dull need had started to voice itself as an almost animalistic craving. Once again, Annie had little sleep.

///CHAPTER 4///

"A reminder, miss, that today you are to receive Lady Camellia of the Flowerbed Province." It was the next morning and Annie was greeted with the familiar site of two giants simply talking over her. Their booming voices reverberating around her as she stood on the wooden floor at the feet of her titanic masters.

"Yes, I do remember, and I think this pet should accompany me, as Camellia is fond of their... type. When is she due to arrive?" Inquired Scarlet.

"Around midday."

"Perfect. And I presume she has become more docile since yesterday?"

"To an extent, miss. I did increase her dosage today, the reactions may be... varied. But I have confidence she'll come around."

"Hmm. I do think she'll have to be pacified a bit. Hmm..." Scarlet tapped her bare foot, the delicate pure murky toes raising only to come down with a shuddering slap, causing the floor to shake as she idly pondered her next move.

"If I may make a suggestion, miss, I do think she has not yet had a chance to enjoy more refined company. Inside my shoes she did feel rather severe treatment, perhaps a more elegant stroll within yours would serve her better." Annie was shocked to hear this, Mary was supposed to be on her side, what was she doing?

"Hmm. That does sound like a good idea." Scarlet pondered. "Mary, do fetch my stockings."

Mary opened the brim of the white stocking wide, as Annie was unceremoniously dropped right in, tumbling down in folds of fabric as she fell to the tip. She looked up, through the curves barely seeing the opening, but just as she did the light was blotted out by a dainty, but massive, foot with a perfect set of toes coming right for her. She desperately turned to claw at the fabric, trying to go as low as possible, but it was no use. Annie turned just in time to find a cute bare toe jam right against her, trapping her between the massive structure and the fabric.

"Quaint, I expected much more resistance than this, it only did feel like the gentlest feather graced against my toe." Scarlet remarked, turning her foot the heal as Mary pulled the stocking farther up to make it as tight as possible.

Scarlet's toes were not as rigid or painful as Mary's, due to a more privileged life, the delicate toes that assailed the tiny girl were far more refined despite their strength. When she stepped, the pad aggressively jammed her tighter than she was remotely comfortable with against the confines of the rigid shoes that surrounded the fabric. Their texture, however, was simply softer and more graceful, the lines and curves that defined the pad of her toes were clean and perfectly shaped, making it at least a little more tolerable. Each gentle step of her petite feet doused Annie with a new row of painful pressure. Her body, however, did not give as much as it used to. The strengthening agent made her much harder.

Slightly upset that her toy had no given to her superior feet, refusing to accept to form the shape that the young baroness needed for comfort, she gave her shoe a small but hard tap, crushing the tiny girl underneath a significantly larger force than she'd grown accustomed to for the day. Instead, this push was much more deliberate, and Annie got the message. She tried to will herself to be what she was asked to be, soften herself to ease her master's discomfort, but she was unable to control anything in this situation. She was something to be acted on, she had no agency here. Frustrated, Scarlet slammed her foot harder, she was not *meant* to have to worry about this. Why wouldn't this stupid pet be more comfortable for her? Why was she refusing to do *exactly as she wanted?*

Finally, there was a breakthrough. Annie felt her body soften as the sheer amount of pressure overcame her. The strength she'd built up against her will, had endured severe pain to retain, had simply faded because that's not what she was supposed to be doing and Scarlet would have her way, even if she had to force it. The cold feet enveloped her, the delicate pristine sole surrounded her, overwhelming her in its pure expanse, surrounding the dirty little girl with something much greater, something that had the power to decide exactly how she was going to be with just a little effort.

Almost as soon as the episode had began, the tiny simply drifted out of Scarlet's mind once again. The baroness gave no thought to the minuscule pet as she simply carried her along. Her mind was mostly concerned with the incoming delegation from the Flowerbed Province. She pondered the arrival Camellia, who was a long time friend of hers, gently smushing the tiny girl beneath her toes as she slightly pressed her foot absentmindedly in thought. It was very important that she was prepared to be a good host.

Meanwhile, Annie started to feel something unusual. The latent lust she had been harboring, due to its increased volatility as of the events of last night, made her start to think some things. She just began to... appreciate her position. Appreciate the smooth perfect curve of the toes that assailed her. Something was... comforting about it. No. She snapped out of it, and pushed away with her weak hands against the pad to no avail, but she would not submit to this. But... The latent sweat that had began to form, that was now humidifying the air. It had an... erotic feeling to it, her mind drifted to the idea of where she was - in the stocking, absorbing this sweet, doing her best to keep her master's feet comfortable lest it imbalance her perfection. It was... Not what she wanted to think at all! "Enough of this!" The girl shouted for the first time, taken back at the sound of her own voice. But it fell on deaf ears, her master wasn't here, she couldn't possibly know or care what happened in her shoe. She was so far above, so much distance away, beyond the stocking, beyond the shoe, she was completely inaccessible to the tiny girl. But she wanted to be there, she wanted to just... talk... maybe SAY something...

Lady Camellia was a petite young lady, her auburn hair matched her green and white dress, a neat green bow adorned her head that perfectly matched her hazel eyes and delicate nose. In the courtyard they sat, talking about the affairs of their two provinces. That is, until Mary approached holding an ornate golden box, and Scarlet remembered something important.

"Oh!" Scarlet exclaimed "I do have such a surprise!"

Annie was blinded by the light as the lid of the box slid open to reveal the towering figure of a completely new giant. Her bright eyes grew wide as her perfect emerald lips curved into a smile. "How delightful!" She exclaimed as she reached into the box.

Annie ran against the wall as a gloved hand reached down for her. The shadow of the hand chased the tiny girl as she worked her way into a corner, crouching against the wall. "Now now" Camellia cooed as she expertly maneuevered her index to pry the tiny away from the corner. "You must grab on now, okay?"

The tiny refused to the giant's chagrin, and she pushed against it with her thumb. "Don't be shy now!" The press of the thumb caused the mechanism inside Annie's crotch to wiggle within her, releasing strengthening liquid that immediately made her feel a lustful tingle. She quickly closed her legs as a reflex.

"Is something the matter?" Scarlet inquired as she watched her guest struggle to get the tiny to behave.

"Oh, she's just a little shy, that's all." Camellia cooed.

"Ah, I see, Mary, do come over" Scarlet called as she rang a tiny bell by her side, summoning her maid who arrived with due haste. "It does seem our little gift is acting quite odd, do calm it down." Mary nodded her head. "May I have the box?" She bent over to take the box out of Camellia's lap, and took the tiny aside.

"I am so very sorry!" Scarlet apologized to her guest. "She is a little freshly cuaght, Mary will take care of it."

Mary dumped the tiny into her soft bare palm and roughly flipped her over. "Listen now, little one, it is very important that you behave, okay?" The young maid talked down to the diminutive pet and simply pressed down on her. "If you don't, I won't be so nice anymore, understand?" Annie was shaken to her core, this was a side of Mary that she hadn't seen before. Worst of all, the constant jostling had really began to activate the strengthening agent as the mechanism was agitated harshly, making her more and more lustful. She began to pant.

The young maid returned to her master, with the tiny in her cupped hand. "She'll be a lot nicer now, I promise!" Both residents of the manor gave their best smile as Mary dropped the tiny into the gloved hands of their guest.

Annie couldn't take all this moving. She needed release. Now. She looked upwards hungerly at the giant above her. The bright emerald eyes were fixated at her in turn. Annie shifted and turned her lower body, trying to get some sort of satisfaction out of the machine inside her, if only it could hit her best spots she could finally orgasm after days of constant teasing. This caught Camellia's attention, and she lowered a gloved finger to prod at her crotch gently.

"Hmm, she does seem a bit bothered." Camellia pondered.

"Oh, yes, she is in the process of being trained, I do hope you understand." Mary chimed in.

"It's perfectly fine" Camellia said as she tapped her finger, the soft gloved texture gently touching Annie's hungry privates made her even more agitated. She NEEDED something, something big, something hard, she desperately grabbed on to the giant finger as it came down, and tried to pull it deeper to no avail.

"Oh what's this?" Camellia was taken by surprise as the tiny gripped at her finger. "Oh,a bit of perversion in this one, I see."

Both Scarlet and Mary's face turned red.

"I... I... Do apologize!" Scarlet gasped, losing her composure with an embarassed stutter. "It is so very shameful for her to behave this way!"

"No, no." Camellia smiled as she pressed her finger down just a bit deeper into the tiny's crotch, causing Annie to go mad with the sensation of the machine being pressed deeper into her. "It's perfectly fine, these tinies do go through these phases."

Scarlet motioned to Mary, who promptly responded "Perhaps I should take her back for now, then?"

"That'd be a wonderful idea, Camellia and I do have matters to discuss" Scarlet responded immediately, cutting off any chance for Camellia to deny the request.

"Oh, that is true." Camellia said, feeling a slight bit of dejection at losing her pet, but making sure not to show it in her face lest she seem lewd herself.

As Mary carried her away, making zero eye contact, Annie felt a feeling of pure dread. As she looked up at the looming giant from her palm, Annie knew she was in deep trouble.