Jane's Toy...

ELEVEN

They played with me. Like I was a toy, or a pet, the two women poked and prodded me, making me squirm as they tormented my tiny bound body. It hurt, and before long I was screaming for them to stop, then begging for them to just leave me alone. They laughed and ignored me, of course.

I could not understand why this new woman (whose name I finally learned was Marie) had no qualms about abusing a tiny, obviously captive person. Just like the guests at the Giantess Jane's party, there was not an ounce of pity in her, or sympathy. The guests at the Christmas party who had realized that I was a living being simply marveled all the more but ignored my plight, most actually enjoying it as I writhed and pleaded for their amusement.

I could not understand. Why wouldn't anyone help me?

And as they tortured me, Jane explained her ideas...

First she wanted to buy some things; something to keep me in like a fish bowl or cage with a water bottle, maybe a hamster wheel and all the accessories. She also wanted a proper collar and leash, explaining the problems of the 'Fazer', stating that it had to be organic- no metal or plastic. Marie listened, nodding, saying that she had just the thing.

Jane then explained that she might be able to get others like me. She would talk to Monique from the University and the three of them could go into the 'Pet Male' business and, like Marie had suggested, get rich. Marie had grinned widely at the prospect, poking me in the ass with a pencil. She was apparently all for the idea, and for about a heartbeat I pitied my fellow men who might blindly fall victim to this shrinking curse.

Only a moment however as my pity became self-centered again, as Marie produced a pair of scissors. "Show me how it works," she said as she placed a finger in the small of my back, snipping the dental floss that held me in a hog-tie. I felt the cold metal blade scrape along my back and whimpered, moaning again as my legs unfolded.

"The floss is cotton," Jane said as she fished the Fazer out of her coat pocket. "It should grow with him, according to Monique."

"Better safe than sorry," Marie suggested. "Don't want his hands and feet popping off if she's wrong, oui?"

"Good point," Jane responded as her friend snipped free the rest of my bonds. She left one strand wrapped loosely around my left wrist so they might experiment. I struggled to rise, but the other woman held me easily down with one finger while Jane adjusted her shrinking device.

"This is the first time I've tried this, actually," Jane said as she keyed the Fazer, her tongue poking from the corner of her mouth.

"Just go for a couple inches if you can, so we can see what happens."

"Okay," the Giantess said, finally smiling with satisfaction, "got it."

The Giantess, Jane pointed the device at me even as her friend removed her finger from the small of my back. I knew this was my chance- maybe my only chance so I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the pain in my limbs and started to run...

A strange flickering light enveloped me before I had gone more than five long strides. My body convulsed and suddenly felt bloated as I was driven to my knees, agony racking my bones and muscles. I cried out, tumbling to the ground as though hit with a hot iron, writhing as the light washed over me.

My penis throbbed and grew as my joints and muscles popped and snapped. My world started to spin into the gray...

And the light stopped.

My stomach churned and I felt bile rise in my throat. I moaned, rolling to the side and vomiting whatever had appeared in my stomach; sour, steaming water. Tears burned down my flushed cheeks and my bowels emptied, puddling beneath me. My body adjusting to the change, apparently.

When I finally could I blinked away the tears and rolled onto my back. I stared up to my two tormentors to find them both staring down at me, leering in fascination. Apparently it had worked, and I had changed, but from my perspective huge was huge. Marie licked her lips and I heard Jane draw a deep breath.

"That was so hot," Marie said, tilting her wire-rimmed glasses a bit for a better look.

"I'll say," Jane responded, her finger flicking at my penis. It was standing tall and proud, red and throbbing. The touch of Jane's sharp nail almost put me over the edge.

But not quite...

I moaned in frustration as she chuckled. "Hot for him too, I'd say." She flicked my dick, her nail snapping against my balls and the two women laughed at my writhing and screaming.

"Let's go to lunch," Marie suggested, glancing off into the distance at a clock I assumed. "We can talk about this."

"Okay," Jane agreed, digging into her bag for the dental floss. "I'll just tie him up again."

"No need, really," Marie responded, setting a large wire cage on the counter. Jane smiled.

"We can do that, but we don't want him enjoying himself while we're gone." Jane casually flipped me over with her fingernail, no effort at all. She held me down with a finger as she took the stray strand of dental floss and wrapped the end about my wrists, behind my back. It had apparently grown with me, as expected. She knotted the cord, and I felt her press, applying pressure until I was squirming and begging for her to stop.

"You better still be hard when we get back," she warned, flicking her middle finger against my ass and causing me to cry out. I almost exploded then and there.

Jane removed her finger, but before I could move, her gigantic friend scooped me up. Marie held me for a moment, enjoying the sensation of my squirming in the palm of her hand before she tossed me into the wire cage. I landed hard, bouncing on the floor and tumbling into a heap. I looked up as the Pet Shop Owner closed the cage door and secured it with a tiny padlock.

"Sure he can't get out?" Jane asked, leaning in as she shouldered her purse.

"Not unless he gets muscles when he shrinks. The bars will hold." Marie smiled, tapping the side of the cage with a finger, laughing as she wandered away. "Let me get my bag and keys. There's a new sushi place on the third floor."

"No, chicken, maybe a salad."

They ignored me as I lay there, my hands bound behind my back, which was actually the most comfortable I had been in days. I watched as they moved about, pale shadowy images, massive at the edge of my sight, chatting casually, going about their lives. After a bit the lights went out and I saw them move to the door, and leave, locking up in their wake.

Confident that I would not get away...

Trapped in a cage like a bird or hamster, or dog...

Helpless until they returned.