"Ugh... Where am I...?" You mutter as you wake up... And are immediately greeted by two large breasts right in front of you! They were just barely covered up, but this woman's cleavage was on display for all to see. "Uhh...."
"My eyes are up here you little shit." A low, growling voice said from above you, drawing your gaze away from the large rack and up to the scowling face of The Thunderbolt, Candice Catnipp!
"M-Miss Catnipp! I'm sorry, I just--!!" A small crackle of electricity right in front of your crotch cuts you off and makes you fall back in fear.
"You're lucky I'm nice punk, otherwise I would've left you to suffocate under Meni's ass." Candice muttered as she sat you down by her bathroom sink. Her hair was sticky, with chocolate, saliva, and cookie crumbs coating it. There was far more there than was possible from just your landing in her hair, so her and Liltotto must've gotten into a squabble after you were sat on.
"T-Thank you, Miss Catnipp..." You say as you notice that you were also coated in Liltotto's cookie spit, most likely from the blonde girl holding you in her mouth to keep your unconscious body from Bambietta. You tried to wipe some of it off but to no avail.
"Alright, here's the deal." Candice started, looking quite smug at the respect you gave her. "You messed up my hair. So you need to make it up to me."
"W-what?! But that was Liltotto!" You protest, but another crackle of electricity silenced you.
"She kept spitting you into my hair, so now I've got to wash all her shit out! So, you belong to me now." Candice said as she held up her long green hair, you could see the strands of saliva falling off of it, and the soggy bits of cookie crumbs and slightly melted chocolate. It was really fucking gross actually, and you could understand Candice's anger over it. But it was still incredible unfair for her to take it out on you. "You're first task is to help me wash this shit out."
You were about to ask what that meant, when Candice began stripping after turning her shower on. You quickly averted your gaze to keep her from getting angry, though it seems like that was unnecessary. "I appreciate the respect, but you might want to get used to the view."
You hesitantly looked up to see Candice in all her naked glory. She was, well, fucking gorgeous. An absolute bombshell of a woman. She had a slight blush on her face, but her smirk was bigger as she watched you ogle her body. "After all, you're probably going to be seeing me naked way more than you deserve."
"I... Okay, Miss Catnipp..." You say, relenting. Sure, you'd prefer to go back to your normal life, but being Candice's servant is probably a better fate than being Bambietta's torture doll, or whatever the other girls would've done to you...
"Hmmm Miss Catnipp is good... but I think Mistress would be better. Or maybe Goddess?" Candice said as she snatched you up, she was a little rough, but it was clear that she was being more gentle than she needed to be. She smirked and blushed smugly at how much power she had over you. Sure she could've done all this to you even at your normal size, considering the massive power gap between the two of you, but she must've been getting some pleasure from controlling and practically owning a tiny person, since no one else would know about you. "I'll think of a title for you to call me later, for now...."
Before you could react, Candice ripped your clothes off in an instant and stripped you down to your birthday suit. You quickly moved to cover yourself up as the green-haired woman chuckled at you. "Not bad. If you weren't tiny I might've even been impressed."
"I-I... uh... thanks?" You say, making Candice laugh as she stepped into her shower. She had a seat built into it, and a shelf with a multitude of hair products. She took her beauty quite seriously, especially her hair. It was definitely an enjoyable experience, though the sight of Candice's naked body was somewhat diminished as she washed the glops of cookie spit out of her lime-green hair.
"Ugh, I can't stand that little bitch... She always does this shit!" Candice muttered angrily as she applied more shampoo. She was slowly getting her hair clean, but there were a few spots in her hair that just wouldn't stop sticking.
"I-If I may speak, Mistress..." You start to say, drawing Candice's attention, a sly smile on her face. "If you don't like Liltotto.. why do you hang around her?"
Candice stared at you for a moment, and you thought she was about to zap you, but she looked away and started muttering. "I don't hate Lil or anything, like she's fine most of the time. She just likes pushing my buttons..."
"Ah." Is all you said. It was clear that the two were friends, just the kind that bicker a lot. But you didn't have time to ponder on it, as Candice had picked you up and held you in front of her face.
"Enough talking, shrimp. It's time for your first job...." The green haired woman said, a sly grin on her face as she set you down at her....
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