Jane's Toy...

NINE

I started screaming as the race of water washed me towards the open drain, digging my fingers, jamming my heels uselessly against the soap-slicked porcelain. I caught flashes of the Giantess above me, apparently oblivious or uncaring as she rinsed shampoo from her hair, her body towering over me, her face lost in the shadows as she brushed her slick hair back from her face.

I tumbled and rolled, the dark maw of the drain looming closer, ever closer. I would be sucked away, down into the depths. I would drown I imagined, or if not, if I survived then I would die of starvation. I did not need to eat much anymore, but trapped alone and helpless in the sewers, bound as I was I had little hope of survival.

I screamed again as my legs slid over the beckoning hole...

The foot of the Giantess slammed down onto me. I gasped as the air was forced from my lungs with the impact, then squirmed as her toes manipulated my helplessness, trying to gain purchase. After a moment of scrabbling and scratching, my face ended up wedged in the web between her big and second toes, which she scrunched together, pressing into my head -

"Uh-uh," she said as she raised me from the hole and the floor of the tub. "You don't get away that easily."

Her foot muffled my new screams as she raised her long leg and simply flicked me out of the shower. I flew, finally splatting, tumbling helplessly across the plush rug mats that littered the bathroom floor. I tumbled right up against the toilet, my head ringing as it struck the solid base.

I moaned, writhing about as my head spun. Looking up I saw the Giantess Jane step lightly from the shower, pulling a clean towel from a hook on the wall. She stared down at me with amusement as I tried to regain my senses, tried to quell the panic in my breast from my near death experience. Her full lips curled slightly as she ran the terrycloth towel about her long, glorious body. Her skin shimmered in the glow of the overhead light and heat lamp. Her shoulder length hair curled in the warmth, framing her angelic/ demonic face as she considered me. she was obviously enjoying my helplessness, enjoying my pain and her dominance over me.

"You didn't really think I'd let you wash down the drain, did you?" she asked as she dabbed the towel about her full breasts. I sputtered, started to speak, but I knew she would not even hear me. Despite my ordeal, I was getting hard watching her again. She was beautiful...

"You're my new toy," she continued, dropping the towel onto the toilet seat before stepping before the sink. I heard the roar of a motor and saw her blow-drying her hair. "My pet. Or you will be once you learn who's the boss." She paused and looked down at me, a wide grin on her god-like face. "That would be me."

Giggling like a schoolgirl, the Giantess cranked the power on the blow dryer to full blast and pointed it at me, laughing fully as I squirmed in the onslaught. I curled up in fetal position, trying my best to endure, and finally she stopped, but not until my skin was glowing as though sunburned. She set the dryer aside, then strolled from the bathroom, gone in two gigantic strides and leaving me helpless on the floor at the base of the toilet.

I wriggled and squirmed, trying to right myself, looking for any release, any way out of this nightmare, but there was none. When she returned a few minutes later dressed in a black V-neck shirt with 3/4 sleeves, blue jeans and black Ugg boots, I was still where she had left me. She stepped right up, the toes of her boots right in front of me. I craned my neck, looking up the long, sensual length of her body to see her standing there with hands on hips, looking down.

"We're going out," she said, her lips pursing a moment as she took me in at her feet. "First though..."

Her hand swooped down, a bird of prey with scarlet claws scooping me up in her grip. I did not even have time to scream as I was elevated to hip height in a flash, then carried out of the bathroom. My stomach churned with her long strides, until a moment later when I sprawled on what I assumed to be her dresser. There was a brush right next to me, looming huge, and a comb and hand mirror a ways away. I saw bottles lined up in the distance, and ornate boxes. When I looked back at the Giantess I saw that she held a huge pair of scissors in hand.

"Nooo!!!" I screamed as she casually flipped me onto my stomach. She easily held me down with a finger as the cold slabs of sharp metal slipped between my arms first, snipping the Christmas ribbons that she had originally bound me with at wrist and elbow. A moment later and she had freed my ankles as well.

She removed her finger and I sprawled, moaning in relief. I stretched, massaging my sore wrists, happy to at last be free. I rolled over, prepared to thank the Giantess, but my eyes went wide with fright as I saw her looming over me again. She had a small white box in hand, and as though understanding my confusion, she tugged on a bit of thread, zipping a long length free as she eyed me with an evil grin. It took me a moment to understand, to recognize the little white box...

Dental floss...

I remembered what the woman Monique had said about metals and Organics shrinking with the affects of the Fazer. The Giantess Jane had apparently found a solution.

Her hand swooped in again and she casually flipped me onto my stomach again with a flick of her long fingernail. She planted a little finger into my back as she wrestled with my flailing arms, easily overpowering me and my struggles as she looped the dental floss about my wrists, then my elbows again. But she did not finish there. She drew the thread down to my knees and looped it several times, then ran the line to my ankles and did the same. From there, she folded my legs back, pressing until my heels touched my hands and knotted the line a final time, hog-tying me securely. I heard the snap as she cut the cord, and finally the pressure was released from my back.

I rolled about, struggling in my new bondage, cursing and spitting, actually praying to God for release. He ignored me of course. I was starting to believe that I was in the hands- literally- of a Goddess more powerful than the God that I did not even believe in. I believed that the Giantess Jane now controlled me, and held my fate in her whim, but still I struggled. I had to make her understand.

I was a man.

I was human, just like her...

Or was I?

The Giantess wandered off after watching me for a bit, to do giant things I imagined. I rolled about, struggling uselessly against the tight, waxy cotton cord. Eventually I gave up, winded and weak, resigned to my fate- at least for a time.

Jane returned after some time, slamming something huge onto the dresser top right beside me. RIGHT beside me. I felt a gush of warmth between my legs as my eyes went wide. I knew that it took a lot to kill me now that I was shrunk, but the old terrors died hard.

Jane laughed to see the tiny puddle pooling beneath me. "Bad boy," she said, and her hand dropped from the sky, her long red nail slapping against my thigh with a casual flick that sent me into new fits of pain and screaming.

She gathered some things that were huge to me, but familiar; her keys jangling, grinding loudly, a bottle from her dresser, something wide and white from one of her drawers that boomed closed. Then her fingers enclosed about me.

I squirmed in my bondage, pleading for release as she brought me up to eye level. I dangled between her thumb and forefinger pressed together about the tiny strip that connected my wrists to my ankles. She laughed, bobbing me a bit, watching as my penis grew before her huge, billboard face. Her dark eyes sparkled with mirth and I saw her tongue slip between her huge, full lips, wetting them.

"We're going to the mall," she said sweetly, her voice booming. Then suddenly I was flying again, swooping through the air as though suspended from a crane.

I jerked to a halt, and saw a dark opening beneath me, a mouth bordered by metallic teeth, surrounded by mounds of soft brown. It took me a moment to make the connection- an every day thing suddenly huge...

Jane dropped me into her purse, a moment later zipping it closed, leaving me in darkness...