Morgan's pets

[MasterBlaster]

Part 1

Eight year old Morgan was excited. She had pestered her mom all week to take her to the shelter to adopt some minis and her mother finally taken her. She opened the cardboard box to see the family of five cowering inside.

"Five little chocolate dolls"

The family cowered as the billboard sized white face framed with blond hair beamed down at them. Her happy smile and brilliant white teeth more menacing than friendly to the tiny family.

"We're not dolls we're people. We were big like you once and we aren't any different." The tall lean man in the box said.

She picked up the six inch tall man and ripped off his clothes as she talked.

"No you're a doll, that's why I can do this to you. Ugh, these clothes are gross. The rest of you take off those rags or I'll take them off you"

The mother, two boys, and girl in the box complied, shaking in fear as they undressed.

"Maybe you use to be big, but the card at the shelter said you all got shrunk by the virus and had nobody to take care of you. You should be graetful I showed up so they didn't have to put you all down. Now be a good dolly and stop struggling."

The man gave up his feeble attempts at resistance. He was so tired now, they all were. The whole family shrank three weeks ago and it was so sudden they didn't have time to do anything about it. They'd been trying to survive as minis ever since. He tried to contact his a distant cousin to take them in but were caught by the mini catchers before he could make it across the country to get them. They had only been at the shelter a day before Morgan spotted the little family and decided to make them her pets.

"Minis really are like people. Just smaller. Heh."

She pinched his privates with her left thumb and forefinger while she held him around the waist with her right hand. He screamed out in alarm.

"Quiet you stupid dolly"

His scream was cut short as her right hand forced the air out of him.

"I'm a princess you know. No. I'm your queen now. All of you call me your queen"

The oldest boy who was ten called out from the box.

"I'm not going to call you...."

Megan slammed her pudgy fist on the desk. She was just a child, but to the mini's on the flimsy art desk the slam was like an earthquake.

"Next time you get squished. GOT IT?!"

"Yes. Yes my Queen" the boy said fearfully.

"Good."

Megan put the man back in the cardboard box and took out a pretty young black girl who had to be about twelve. She was thin, her hair pulled back in a pony tail but was messy as it hadn't been straightened in some time.

"I wonder if it's true"

Megan said while smiling. The girl frowned, confused as Megan took her to the bathroom.

"If what's true? Ah what are you doing"

Megan turned on the cold water and washed the mini girl with soap and water, then dried her off with a towel. The little girl shivered as she tried to warm back up, hating the fact that she was trying to press against her giant tormentors warm hands. She then walked back into her room.

"Well I was always told that girls are sweeter than boys. How true is that?"

"What do you mean? OH GOD!!!"

The family screamed from the table as Megan put the freshly cleaned mini into her mouth. She bit down cutting the doll girl in half and began chewing.

"You know, not so sweet, but not a bad taste."

She picked up the ten year old boy who was too busy crying over his sister to recognize the danger he was in. She cleaned him the same way and went back to the room standing in front of the remaining family members.

"Please, please not my boy. Not any more of my babies" The mother pleaded from the box.

Megan just smiled.

"Well how am I going to tell the difference if I don't"

"The difference of what. Hey what are you..."

The small boy's words were cut off as he was inserted into her mouth and she bit him in half. He realized far too late what was going on. The remaining family wailed and cried.

"Chewy. Nope not as good. The girl wasn't sweet, but boys are kinda icky at any size. Oh well"

"Please my Queen stop, no more torture. Please stop my Queen" The mother pleaded.

"Take me my Queen, please leave my wife and child alone. You've already taken two children, just please don't hurt them! My Queen I beg of you!"

"Ugh stop your whining. I just wanted to see what they tasted like. I don't get why anyone eats minis. They don't taste that good and then you're so whiny about it. Besides if I eat you who am I going to play with."

Just then Megan's mother Rhonda came by. Rhonda was a middle aged white suburban woman who didn't particularly care for minis. With her long brown hair and soft features she wasn't ugly, but she didn't really stand out either.

"Honey, are you playing with your new toys. Ugh why are they crying so much? Weren't there five of them?"

"Yeah, but there's only three now."

"Did you eat them because of that crap you saw on tik tok?"

"Yes, but it wasn't a good idea"

"Gross. Don't eat those things or you're grounded!"

"OK mom. Don't worry I won't they don't taste very good."

"If you break these you're not getting any more so you better take care of them. This is why I didn't buy you ones from the store. It's cheaper to adopt them from the shelter especially when you eat them! Where did I go wrong?"

"Moooom. OK I heard you already. I'll take care of these ones. I'll show you I can take care of them. I wouldn't have ate them if you bought them from the store. Who cares what I do to these cheap shelter pets"

"Ugh. Just don't make a mess and remember to feed them and give them water. If they die you're going to be grounded young lady."

"Yes mom."

"Ugh. Disgusting. Kids now adays."

Rhonda went to the sun room to do her evening ritual of inviting friends over and catching up on gossip.

"You better not escape my room tinys. If mom catches you she'll hit you with a shoe. She already killed a mini last week who was trying to hide from the rain before I could play with it. She's so mean to tinys."

Megan reached in and grabbed the last child, a little boy of seven with short hair and the athletic build of a child who was used to being outdoors. His parents were pleading with her not to hurt him, but it was hard to understand them with all the crying.

"I'm not going to hurt him. This little guy is coming with me."

She lifted her dress and pushed the little boy down her panties before he knew what was going on.

"OK you stay here now. I'll play with you two later when my friend Jessica comes over"

The couple held each other and cried. They understood now just how little they meant in the world and could only depend on their giant owner for mercy. Megan patted the little boy in her underwear, loving the way he felt down there as she went to the living room to watch cartoons.

[DFatman]

Part of me wants to see Rhonda and her friends get shrunk too. Maybe by the virus but Morgan is just immune to it. As Rhonda seems like she deserves to be Morgan's pet/toy.

[frollo]

Amazing story wow ! Beautifully written and formatted tool can’t wait for the next installment.

[MasterBlaster]

Part of me wants to see Rhonda and her friends get shrunk too. Maybe by the virus but Morgan is just immune to it. As Rhonda seems like she deserves to be Morgan's pet/toy.

Often when children are cruel or careless with pets it's because they have a parent who allows it. If Morgan had a caring adult who saw mini's as people well she wouldn't be allowed to act the same way, so for now she needs Rhonda to be as she is. For now.....

[anaio10]

Excellent start, looking forward to seeing the next parts. I'm sure there are several stores with offers of all kinds.