Tina was hungry. Going from her cozy bed earlier that morning to her sister's backpack to the Natasha, the tiny three inch girl had gone without food for the entire day. So, for her, food was a priority.

"Actually, Natasha," Tina sad. "I haven't ate all day. Maybe you could get me something first."

"Sure, what do you want?" the bigger girl asked.

"It doesn't really matter. Just as long as I can chew it." Natasha left the room, leaving Tina alone on the covers of her new owner's bedsheets. A few minutes later, Natasha returned with what appeared to be a sandwich.

"It's tuna," Natasha said, breaking off a small piece and handing it to Tina, before taking a bite of the sandwich herself.

Tina grabbed awkwardly at the large piece of food. It was a little too heavy for her to hold, so she sat down on the bed, legs crossed, and placed the sandwich on her lap. Taking a bite of the food, she noticed her piece was bigger that her entire head.

"Thanks for, well, buying me earlier," Tina said, shoving her food to one side of her mouth.

"No problem," Natasha replied, swallowing her bite. "I thought you stood a better chance of surviving if you stayed with me, rather than crazy-ass Brittney."

"I know," Tina said, looking up at her new owner. "I've been around her before, like when Nancy brings her over, and she's just...well...was she dropped on her head as a baby, or what? I mean, that girl is seriously screwy."

Both girls laughed and over the next several minutes, they continued to bond, finding out they both had interests in several things, including a love for indie movies, ancient history and a weakness for any movie starring Brad Pitt.

Later, both girls were still on Natasha's bed, with Tina comfortably seated in the palm of the bigger girl's hand, eyes slowly getting heavy.

"Is it okay if I take a nap?" the three inch tall girl asked.

"Of course," Natasha replied. "Knock yourself out." Sh paused a moment. "Literally and otherwise, of course."

Tina grinned and laid back on Natasha's palm, her body going into the fetal position. She slowly closed her eyes, eventually going to sleep.

Natasha watched her new pet sleeping soundly. She had thoughts of using Tina as a sex toy of some sort in the near future, but it could wait for now. Maybe if she brought it up slowly over the next couple of days, Tina would eventually warm up to the idea. She didn't want to force her new pet to do something it didn't want to do.

"Pet." Tina wasn't a "pet." She was a human being, Natasha reminded herself. Still, she looked so cute snuggled up against her palm, that Tina did remind her of a hamster she used to have. It used to do the same thing, sleeping in her hand and stuff like that.

It was a good pet, too. That is, until her older brother got ahold of it one day and was too rough with it. Poor thing died when Natasha's brother squeezed the animal too hard when she tried to get it back. It never stood a chance. And that's why he could never know about Tina.

Natasha was getting sleepy herself. She yawned, and gently placed her hand on her lap, to keep Tina safe. Tina cooed slightly in her sleep as the hand came to rest, and her small body moved, bunching up into an even tighter version of the fetal position than before, then drifting back to sleep.

Natasha closed her eyes, ready to join her friend. In a few minutes, she, too, was asleep.

When Natasha awakened a few hours later, Natasha found...