Feeling Shego’s enormous eyes bearing down from above, Kim trembled. The woman’s attempts to make peace were so transparent that they went beyond insulting. The kidnapper had the audacity not only to ask her victims what they wanted, but actually expected a sincere answer. It was utterly ridiculous! Kim thought back to their last fight, and all the times they’d traded blows before. The teen hero would feel the occasional break when her fists made contact, and not see Shego for a week or so after, making her feel a little guilty. How naïve she’d been! Shego was utterly undeserving of mercy. The moment things were back to normal, Kim had no doubts the next break she’d feel would be her own knuckles upon that green bitch’s smug—“I-I like dollhouses.”
Kim looked around, confused as to who had spoken. The voice sounded too soft for a giant like Shego and too feminine for Ron, both of whom looked just as confused as her. There weren’t any other people in the aisle, either, so who had spoken? Who had the nerve to interrupt her silent yet righteous vow of vengeance upon the loathsome—“Remember that little dollhouse we used to play with when I was little?”
“With the red floors and realistic bedding?” Ron curiously replied.
“The bed was originally just plastic and cheap cloth, so I asked mom to buy a minizora bed instead.” Kim averted her gaze in embarrassment, staring down at the bra’s frills. “I-I still have it, you know.”
Shego’s eyes were alight with intrigue, but she opted against speaking for now.
“Yeah, I know. I stayed there just the other night, before…” Ron trailed off and briefly glanced up at Shego. “What about it?”
“Remember when we were kids, and I got you to play dolls with me?”
Ron chuckled. “Yeah. Though, I got the feeling that you were the one playing with me. I remember the first time you told me to stop using the what’s-his-name doll because it looked too heavy, and it’d be fun if I just played as me. Heh. In hindsight, I guess I should have figured it out a lot sooner, especially with you always using the redhead.”
“You don’t say,” Shego blurted, unable to keep silent as she navigated to a new aisle. “I guess even pumpkin went through a girly phase. So, did you and lemon drop like playing dress-up, or were you already playing world adventures?”
Kim felt the urge to snap at the giant bitch and unload every ounce of venom she had saved up in just the last few minutes. Instead… “H-house, mostly,” Kim admitted, still keeping her face low. “I-I liked watching Ron go around the little house and do things. Make breakfast with tiny bits of plastic, pick up the laundry, make the bed—”
“—and tea parties,” Ron added nostalgically. “You put the other dolls in the living room, and we just made up all the voices and stories.”
“I loved that,” Kim quietly admitted. “I loved how we just got lost in our little worlds, and… and I just watched you be… you.”
Noting Shego’s confusion, Ron decided against needlessly poking the bear and explained, “She had a thing for watching me do, well, anything. Though, I guess she still does. She likes tiny people.”
“And how could I not!?” Kim exclaimed. “You’re just… amazing! You’re human, but everyone treats you like dirt because you’re so tiny. You’ve got superhuman strength and durability, minizoras own all the records for holding your breath and other endurance stuff, you’re smarter than the average big person by leagues, and on top of it all, you’re just so damn cute!”
“Preach it!”
Kim looked around, once more confused about where the voice had come from, only to look up at Shego.
“It sounds like someone in the other aisle agrees,” Shego said while gesturing with her head. “Though, now that I have your attention, there’s something I’d like you to see.” She then gestured at the lines of shelves displaying all kinds of appliances and furniture, each with a price tag that made the teenagers’ stomachs do flips. “Your current enclosure is good enough for all your needs, so I’m not shilling out for an upgrade. Plus, it’s already equipped with all the fixings of a regular home, like blenders and bookshelves. If anything breaks, let me know, but if you’re into playing house, I guess we could shop around for more,” Shego explained as she scanned the aisled. “Hmm, a tiny car sounds like a privilege you’d have to earn, but look at that. It’s a gaming console with connectors for a big screen and a regular-sized controller so we can play together. Wouldn’t it be fun to relive the glory days by whopping your skinny ass in a fighting game?” she mockingly asked.
“I’m sorry, but given how many times Drakken didn’t take over the world, who won all those fights?” Kim pointedly asked, earning a rough poke to the cheek. “Ow!”
“Don’t get mouthy while we’re shopping for presents, pumpkin,” Shego lectured authoritatively. “Hmm. Oh, here’s a catalog to order tiny books and games,” she said while slipping the pamphlet into her cart, only to chuckle. “Check this out. They’ve got actual dolls for sale. Imagine that, buying toys for toys.”
“I thought you said we were pets,” Ron spoke up. “There’s a difference.”
“Oh, don’t get your nonexistent britches in a bunch, lemon. But, I’d like to hear your opinion. Would you like some new dolls to relive your childhood? I think I heard something about minizora’s going through the development phase for a lot longer than big people, so your young minds could use the stimulation when not figuring out how best to please my body.”
Kim and Ron exchanged looks as they silently considered their options. Of course, the whole premise was demeaning, but playing along might earn some browny points with their captor. Further, the dolls were marketed as anatomically correct, with switches and hatches to add lubricant and trigger particular reactions. They were literally sex dolls for sex slaves. Ultimately, Ron answered, “The dolls are cheap, so it couldn’t hurt. Plus, don’t forget the wheel.”
“Oh, I had, actually. Thanks for reminding me, sweetie,” Shego said as she fetched the hamster wheel after loading a male and female doll into the basket. “Hehe, this is getting me all excited. I haven’t played house in forever.” She then looked at her bra riders with eyes daring them to make a smart remark. Luckily for them, they didn’t. “Hmm, I guess I could have you two put on little plays while I watch. Though, it’s hard to imagine anything being more entertaining than the real thing.”
“Nothing compares,” Kim agreed while silently cursing herself for speaking up. “Ron was better than any doll.”
“I don’t doubt it, Kimmy-cub. And now that I think of it, I guess it wouldn’t hurt to let you two have some supervised visits now and then to make breakfast, do laundry, and hug out just how happy you are to have such a generous owner. Though, no getting frisky without my explicit say-so. We still have to teach you two some discipline before I trust you enough to manage your sex lives without me. We’ll see how the dolls work with that, I guess.”
Manage our sex lives!? Kim thought. The bitch wants us completely dependent on her to get what our stupid sexy bodies need to stay regular, especially mine. It was supposed to be me. I was supposed to be the one to manage Ron’s urges. He’d be my precious pet, and I, his beloved owner, only for her to take it all from me. Now, I’m horny as fuck, and can’t do a thing without the cunt’s permission! Why is this my life?
By contrast, Ron was cautiously optimistic. He was still thinking about those innocent childhood games and how different they’d be now that they’d grown up. Kim had been shy about making him go around naked, but Shego definitely wouldn’t hesitate. The idea of making a real breakfast in the buff with Kim sounded… wonderful. Even Shego’s gigantic face looming in the background wasn’t as much of a dampener as it probably should have been. The chance to hold Kim some more sounded like it would be worth any price, even if their actions were momentarily limited. As a minizora, he’d long ago learned the merits of making the best out of a bad situation.
1 Ron shares his desires
2 Kim admits to more desires
3 Shego gets some things that she likes
4 Shego buys her items and heads out
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