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Char pressed a slow sweet kiss to Molly’s back. The tiny girl grunted softly and stretched, she looked like a kitten. Char hummed, “Up” She told her softly.
She watched her tiny hands curl into fists around the sheets but with a huff she relaxed her grip and pushed herself up. She stood and rubbed her eyes, looking up at her owner.
Char smirked at her bedhead and brushed back her hair, it was long and silky. Beautiful. She grabbed the brush from the bedside table, Molly turned around and let her brush out the tangles.
So obedient, Char was addicted to it. She twirled the hair around her finger before letting it fall down her back. She leaned forward and kissed her shoulder. She was perfect, she could eat her up. She opened her mouth and carefully bit her shoulder. Her teeth sank into her delicate skin, it was gentle and Molly hardly flinched.
“Char…” She mumbled, her hand came up to press against the tip of her nose.
The way her tiny fingers curled around the rounded tip. Char could get high off her; she pressed into her touch and ran her tongue across her soft skin before pulling off her shoulder, still connected through a string of saliva. She kissed her shoulder once more.
Molly turned to face her, looking her over before running her hands over her cheeks under her eyes. She pressed forward, her nose brushing against her bare stomach. She saw a whisper of a smile over her face and Char needed to have her.
She pinched her waist and lifted her up, listening to her squeak of surprise. Char laid on her back and used her pinkie to spread her legs, she set her on her lips, legs dangling over the hollows of her cheeks.
Char parted her lips and licked a stripe over Molly’s cunt. The tiny girl lurched forward with a gasp, her hands found her nose, clinging to it as Char slowly and deliberately lapped at her.
Molly whimpered and rolled her hips, “Char…Fuck…” She whined softly. She arched her back and began to grind into her tongue. She pressed the tip of her tongue to her clit, allowing her to hump into it.
Char listened to her moans, her breathless cursing. She was so perfect, she loved hearing the sounds pleasure drew from her. So soft and light. She hummed and circled her tongue over her clit, nearly cross-eyes as she watched Molly suck in a gasp of pleasure.
“Char… I-I’m… I’m close… Hngh,” She leaned her head to the side, her face twisted in ecstasy. She looked so perfect, like a goddamn painting. Char continued to lap and suck at her little pet, smirking as she loudly moaned. Her legs convulsed against her cheeks and she threw herself over Char’s nose.
Her hair fell over her face as she panted, Char gave her a final lick. Smirking at the way her body jolted at the touch, overstimulated and spent.
Char slipped her fingers around Molly’s front and pulled her off of her lips. She hummed and looked at her; eyes half-lidded. She dropped her between her thighs; Molly pulled herself to her feet and went to her cunt. There was no hesitation.
Char sighed happily as she felt her tiny hands run along her cunt; soft kisses to the surrounding flesh. “Remember how scared you were the first time?” She murmured, her finger trailing along the length of her back. “Just a trembling, pleading little thing.” She whispered.
She shivered as she felt Molly drop to her knees, pushing her hands inside of her. She grunted and arched her back. “Ah, and now you’re in my pussy… And I didn’t even need to ask.” She licked her lower lip.
Her fingers trailed her back, rubbing circles into her lower back. How easy it would be to push her inside. She shivered. She’d only done that to Molly once before, it was punishment, she’d only been there a week when Char caught her trying to escape. Silly girl…
She moaned as her hands, slick with her cum returned to rub and caress her clit. She shuddered and pulled her hand away, she was too tempted to take over. And she wanted Molly to finish the job herself.
“Fuck, Molly.” She moaned. “So obedient… All mine…” She arched her back and bit her bottom lip hard to silence herself. She wanted to hear her.
It was quiet. The sound of her hands gliding against the slick, hot flesh. her panting, sucking, and whimpering.
Char listened, squeezing her eyes shut and wetting her lips, knowing that she’d do whatever she asked, knowing that she was all hers. She came with a low groan.
Molly continued to suck fervently until Char tapped her back with two fingers. The shrinkee fell back, gasping and panting.
Char watched as she climbed onto her thigh, carefully helping her up. She watched her walk across her, smiling softly every time she stumbled on her uneven flesh.
Molly stopped at her chest, standing on her sternum and looking up at her.
Char smiled down at her, brushing her flushed cheek with her thumb. “Good girl.” She murmured softly, watching Molly as she melted into her touch, soaking up the affirmation. “How was that?”
“Good.” Molly whispered, sitting on her chest and leaning into her hand.
“Just good?” Char teased with a chuckle.
Molly smirked softly and shrugged. She yawned, letting Char brush through her hair, twirling it carefully around her finger.
She had been training her for weeks now, it was incredibly effective. She had read stories on reddit of shrinkees becoming depressed, some even killing themselves. The concept was horrifying.
Char took good care of Molly, she would praise her and give her fresh food and water. She had everything she could need. She was easy to talk to and seemed to feel comfortable with Char. Punishment was rare and it was never unforeseen or uncalled for. And obviously she got plenty of pleasure.
Treating her well came easy to Char, she really did adore her little pet.
“Do you have class today?” Molly mumbled sleepily, snuggling against her palm..
“Mhm, will you be alright here?” Char smiled down at her, her thumb tracing her jaw. “I could smuggle you in… Keep you in my panties, maybe my bra?”
Molly rolled her eyes and snorted softly. She shook her head. “I’ll be fine.” She kissed her thumb gently.
“Are you glad you’re here?” Char asked softly, looking for her own affirmation from the girl. The “Are you glad you’re mine?” Was left unsaid.
“Yes.” Molly said without hesitation.
The ernest response drew a smile from Char. “Sweet girl…” She whispered, peppering her face in gentle kisses. She grinned at Molly’s whine and pressed a wet kiss to her cheek.
She licked her lips as she pulled away. “Mm, you taste like me.” She mumbled, grinning.
Molly blushed and bit her lip. She shrugged and looked away before back at her. Something in her eyes… It was a look Char didn’t recognize from her and it stirred something in her gut.
“I’m gonna get breakfast for us.” She told her, gently pressing a kiss to her chest as she scooped her up and left her on the bed.
She frowned softly as she watched the coffee drip into the pot, her eyebrows furrowed. A nervous feeling had settled in her gut as she played the moment back.
What the hell was that?