Bath Time
“Jacob, where are you?” she said, lilting her voice on the ‘are.’ It was her game. Bethany loved to come home from work and search out the little man who lived with her. She found him one night when she came home from the clubs. His little body had been bruised, soiled, and filthy from living among the city’s litter. He tied scraps of cloth around his body like a poncho and used a piece of twine for a belt. His little body curled up on the concrete steps to her apartment complex to sleep with only a half-eaten discarded Girl Scout cookie as a food source. If Bethany were any drunker that night, she may have stepped on him without even knowing. Instead, she paused and inspected the little imp on her steps.
Filled with pity for the little man, she carefully picked him up and took him to her apartment. Jacob was so exhausted he didn’t notice his immense beautiful caregiver’s hands wrapped around him. When she entered her home, she locked the door behind her, set her purse on the couch, and turned on her desk lamp to get a good look at the little human in her hand.
Jacob was roughly nine inches long, weighed barely two pounds, and had seen much better days before. Soot covered most of his body while his hair was a tiny rat’s nest of burrs and sticky substances. He reeked of garbage and shivered in his makeshift clothing. Bethany quickly removed his garb and further examined his tiny frame. He looked so weak and innocent in her hands. Only one thing to do, she told herself. It’s best to clean him up, force-feed him something nutritious, and let him sleep until he’s fully rested.
Bethany carefully laid him on the softest towel she could find in her linen closet and plugged the bathroom sink to make a tub. She ran the warm water and squeezed a liberal amount of bath soap in the growing pool. Suds emerged everywhere and soon the sink was releasing steamy spirals and smelling of raspberries and jasmine. Picking up her little charge, she slowly dipped him in the clean water and held him in her left palm.
Jacob didn’t fight her, as he lay there half-conscious. Bethany carefully washed away the city’s filth from his smooth skin and felt his body in her fingers. For such a little man, he sure had muscular definition, she thought. That could only mean that he wasn’t exactly starving for a long time. Even his hair was cut to a normal style, not grown out and unkempt. She surmised that the little man in her care was recently shrunk rather than born this way. How, though, she wondered.
Eventually Bethany came upon his tiny penis and balls. She felt his manhood bounce around with her actions, then eventually watch it harden and grow. Lost in her thoughts, she played with his erection until it hardened to full length. She even felt herself get wet at the sight of his cockhead turning purple with her amorous touching. Bethany rubbed the pad of her index finger over his ball sac and the underside of his penis. Using two fingers, she stroked his cock in the V of her adjacent fingers until he winced the tiniest groan and came against her feminine digits.
Jacob rested again and quickly fell back to sleep in her hand. Bethany lifted her right hand to her mouth and stuck out her tongue to taste his discharge. It was salty like a normal man’s would be, and slid down her throat with ease. She smiled to herself and finished washing him. Bethany placed poor Jacob in another dry towel and carefully wrapped him up. Holding him close to her rounded bosom, she went back into the kitchen and found something small in the refrigerator that perhaps he could nibble.
She prepared a small plate of cheese, grapes, and broke two crackers into bite-size pieces for him. Sitting at her kitchen table, she waited to see if the smell of food might rouse him. It worked. Jacob woke with a shudder to see that his surroundings had changed from the cold concrete steps to a warm towel and a gorgeous redheaded giantess staring down at him.
Jacob immediately back-pedaled away from her in fright, falling out of his wrapped towel. He sat there naked on her kitchen table while she protectively encircled him with her arms. She didn’t want him accidentally falling off the table to his death.
“Shhhhhhhh, hey, it’s OK,” she said soothingly. “I’m Bethany, and I found you on the front steps. It’s going to be alright. Can you understand me? Do you speak English at all?” She hoped her soft tone might calm him down. Bethany understood that waking up to a woman roughly six to seven times his very size might be cause for alarm. She did her best to smile and look friendly to him. Soon, Jacob stopped trying to escape and faced her.
“I’m Jacob,” his voice squeaked like a mouse. “I escaped a laboratory two months ago and have been trying to survive ever since. They shrank me to see if their new invention worked, and well it did. Since they were successful, I overheard that their next step was to dissect me and examine my insides. I knew then I had to escape. You probably don’t believe me, do you?” he asked.
“I have to admit, it’s quite a story, but the fact that you’re only nine inches tall and standing on my kitchen table does a lot for your credibility. When I saw you huddled up on the cold steps, my heart just broke for you. I knew I had to take care of you, and I will. As long as you want to stay here, you can. I swear to you I won’t give away your secret. What laboratory did you say you came from?”
“You PROMISE you won’t turn me in?” he begged her. Bethany crossed her heart and extended a finger to him as a makeshift gesture of a handshake. Jacob took it and spoke again. “I escaped from Wellington Labs on the edge of town. I believe they plan to use the shrink ray as a weapon. Before they shrank me, I saw a lot of generals coming and going from the buildings, and a lot of hand-shaking with the top scientists. I used to work there as a janitor until they offered some of us a bonus if we volunteered.” Bethany pouted upon hearing his story and slid the plate of food toward him.
“I’ve heard enough,” she said, “right now, please eat and regain your strength. You can sleep in my room and we’ll figure out what to do next tomorrow.” Jacob thanked her for her kind hospitality and quickly munched on as much of her offered food as he could. Drinking down the juice from one of the grapes, he wiped his mouth on the towel and gave her the signal he was done.
Bethany discarded the remaining food down the disposal unit and collected Jacob back into her hands. She cuddled him against her pert breasts and walked down the hallway to her bedroom. Jacob loved the warm feeling of a beautiful woman hugging him close. He felt comfortable around her and silently thanked God for sending him a lovely angel to watch over him.
Inside her bedroom, Bethany set Jacob on the top of her dresser and began to take her clothes off. Jacob watched her move with awe, wishing he were full height once more. Her body was sexier than any woman he’d ever been with before, and as gorgeous as any model from a magazine. Jacob watched her breasts become freed from her lacy bra and her pussy smile back at him when she pulled down her panties. Bethany turned and tossed her garments into the laundry basket in her walk-in closet, giving Jacob a good look at her ripe ass. He felt another stirring in his cock as he watched her.
The redheaded giant angel came back to him and opened her top drawer. The rumbling startled little Jacob at first, but soon he was looking down at the massive tangling of her panty collection. He stopped counting her panties after thirty, since she had many more than he could figure.
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