Dibs: House Guest (Part Eight)

She giggles down at him as he struggles to find words. “It’s okay cutie, you can thank me later. I know this is overwhelming for you. You have a whole brand new life starting today!”

He shakes his head. He can’t let this happen.

“Diane!” he screams. “Diane, please!”

He can’t see her beyond Cassie’s huge legs. She watches with amusement as he tries to scream loud enough to get Diane’s attention. She doesn’t seem the slightest bit worried. His voice must not be loud enough to reach Diane.

He tries to run around behind Cassie’s back but she scoots backwards so that her thighs are blocking the whole kitchen island. He backs away, trying desperately to think of a way around her.

To his surprise, she lifts up her knees, creating space for him to run underneath. “Here you go, cutie! Better run fast!”

He knows it must be a trap but he has no other choice. He sprints as fast as he can under her leg, hoping that by some miracle he can make it under her other leg before she closes the gap.

Just as he reaches her other leg, she drops her knee down and blocks his path, trapping him between her legs. She giggles down at him and taps his face with her lollipop, leaving its sticky residue on his face. “You are just like, the funnest little toy, Bunny!”

She slides herself all the way towards him until he finds himself under the shade of her skirt. Unlike last night, she’s wearing panties. Bright pink and silky. As if reading his mind, she says “Do you like them Bunny? I wore them especially for you.”

“What… why!”

She giggles. “You’ll see.”

Fuck this, he thinks. “Diane! Please, Diane, can you hear me? Please don’t do this! Diane, I love you! Please, I want to stay here, I… hey! Hey stop!”

He’s interrupted by Cassie closing her thighs around him, trapping him and his tiny voice between the huge fleshy walls.

His heart leaps when he hears Diane address Cassie. “Well thank you Cassie, you’re really helping us out by doing this.”

“Oh, no problem Ms. C! He and I are gonna have soooo much fun. I can’t wait to get him home tonight and play with him.”

“You’re going to bring him to school with you?”

“Oh yeah, it’ll be fine. A lot of girls bring their pets to school. It’ll be fun!”

“Is he in the dollhouse?”

Cassie laughs sheepishly. “No, he’s right here.” She opens her legs to release him, and picks him up. She holds him a little too tight so that he can’t get enough air in his lungs to speak. “What can I say, he’s just like, really cuddly. He loves snuggling up close to me. He’s gonna make a great little pet.”

As she says this she holds him up to her face and nuzzles him against her cheek. “Who’s my good boy?” she says, smirking down at his furious expression and petting the side of his face with her finger.

She holds him up to her ear for a second, pretending he’s saying something. “Aww, thanks cutie!” She tosses her hair back flirtatiously. “What a little charmer! You’re such a good boy.”

He tries to cry out in anger but all that comes out is a grunt. “Aww, no need to thank me little guy!” she says, her eyes gleaming mischievously. “My new cuddly little pet is all the thanks I need.”

She cheerfully plants a big wet kiss on his panicked face, making a big show of it. “Mwah!”

“Is he… wearing a dress?” Diane says, sounding confused.

Still unable to get enough air in his lungs to speak, he glares pleadingly at Diane but she doesn’t make eye contact. He scowls as he notices Sasha behind her, stifling laughter.

“Yeah,” Cassie giggles without skipping a beat. “We were playing a little game of dress up, weren’t we Bunny? He wanted to be a Princess.”

To his dismay, Diane just shrugs, accepting her bizarre explanation without question.

“Well,” says Diane, “I’m glad to see that he’ll be going to a loving new home. I have to admit, it’s a relief to have this off my plate.”

Off my plate?

“Okay honey,” Diane says, finally addressing him directly. “I have to get going to work, and I think you’ll agree that it’s easier if we don’t drag out this goodbye. Be a good pet for Cassie! She’s a sweet girl and she’s doing you a big favour by agreeing to take care of you.”

He fights back tears as he watches her gather up her coat and purse. “Okay see you later girls. Make sure you get to school on time!”

“We will,” drones Sasha, rolling her eyes.

For the last time in his life, he watches his wife walk out. He hears her open the front door and shut it behind her, as if to trap him in his nightmare of a new life.

Cassie brings him up to her smiling face. “I guess that’s settled then!” she says cheerfully, and kisses him.

“We should probably get going soon,” says Sasha.

“Wait!” he says desperately. “Can I at least grab my stuff?”

The girls both burst out laughing.

“What!” he says, furious.

“You don’t have stuff anymore, stupid,” says Sasha. “You are stuff.”

Cassie giggles, petting him affectionately. “You’re my stuff.”

He gulps. His mind reels, struggling to process what’s happened. Less than twenty four hours ago he was a man. He suffered from the disability of being small from the virus, but he had property and rights. He had a wife. A family.

“What are you gonna do with him while we’re in class?” Sasha asks. “We have Mrs. Chan for first period and she’s really strict on like, cell phones and pets and stuff in class.”

Cassie dangles him by his arm in front of her face. She eyes him hungrily, slowly licks her lips. “That’s not gonna be a problem.”

Oh god, he thinks. She’s gonna tuck me into her bra like a fucking cell phone. This is so humiliating.

He sighs as she lowers him down past her chin. But she doesn’t stop when he reaches her breasts. She continues lowering him down, below her crop top. He starts to panic. She lowers him past her exposed belly, then past the waistband of her skirt, then pauses when he’s just below the hem of her skirt. He hears Sasha start laughing. “Oh, you are so bad!”

Cassie giggles. “This way he gets to please his Goddess all day.”

“No, no no no!” He struggles furiously against her hand. “You can’t do this to me!”

Lifting him up into the shade below her skirt, and pulling out the waistband of her pink silk panties, she giggles. “I can do whatever I want to you, Bunny. I own you.”

With a little breathy moan of pleasure, she lets him slip out of her hand into the warm, humid darkness below. Scrambling helplessly but unable to get a grip on the silky surface of the inside of her panties, he slides down until he settles directly under her. She lets the waistband snap shut above him and the elastic material pushes him into her soaking wet lips, which welcome him with a gentle suction that threatens to engulf his entire tiny body.

Above him, he hears his new owner giggle.

“What’s so funny?” asks Sasha.

“I just remembered that we have cheer practice tonight.”

“Oh my god!” The girls burst out laughing. “I hope he likes getting sweaty!”

He feels Cassie’s fingers gently stroke his back through the silk of her panties. “This is like, the best day ever!” she giggles. “I love getting new toys.”