"You want me to be your toy? Are you kidding me? I have better things to do in life than living it as a 10 year old girl's doll!" you argued as Gwen's lips curved to form a smile.
"Well you said it yourself, your options are to become my toy or get stepped on by someone else. So you really don't have much of a choice." the young tomboy smirked, squeezing you back into her fist and bringing you under the gaze of her green eyes.
"Well, I mean, that's not exactly what I meant." you said trailing off as you tried to rebuke the giant redhead girl's logic.
"So? What will it be? Are you going to be my toy, or did you want to be stepped on. I could save you the trouble of scurrying around on the sidewalk and do it myself. My sneakers have crushed a hundred bugs bigger than you." she threatened, a playful laugh escaping her lips as her eyes crossed over her nose to examine you waiting for a response to her question.
"Well, I- guess in that case... I," you stuttered a response.
"Listen, I don't have all day. If it's that hard of a choice then I guess I'll just have to crush you." Gwen announced indifferently in ploy to get you to change your mind.
"No, no, wait! I'll be your toy!" you announced desperately, already imagining your mangled body stuck to the underside of Gwen's white sneakers.
"Oh, I guess it wasn't that hard of a decision after all." Gwen laughed, even though she wasn't actually about to crush you. It was just easier for her if you agreed to willingly become her pet, even if it was happening under duress.
"Hmmm, I wonder what I just do with you first." Gwen thought aloud as she took steps towards a nearby bench in the corner of the park.
"Sit here and make yourself comfortable." She commanded, dropping you onto the seat like she was releasing a spider she caught in her room, allowing you to fall flat on your face.
"Oh that really hurt! I thought you wanted me to be com-fort-able...." you paused, looking up to see Gwen's back turned to you, her enormous buttcheeks swinging into view over the bench.
"Yeah, comfortable for me. Lay down and try not to move too much." Gwen demanded, dropping herself onto the seat without giving you so much as a second glance.
"Holy shit!" you exclaimed, turning to run from Gwen's glutes, as they fell on top of you, bullying you into her buttcrack as her cheeks spread out in every direction, seeking to fill every crevice of space under the young girl's body, including the space currently being occupied by your tiny form.
"Definitely an improvement, I sat here earlier and it's 100% more comfortable now that I have you to sit on." Gwen announced, leaning back in her seat to make full use of your tiny form.
"I've never owned a tiny person before, but it's a lot more enjoyable than I would have imagined, maybe we should make this your new job whenever I'm not playing with you, you can just be my cushion 24/7. What do you say?" Gwen asked, wiggling her butt on top of you to elicit a response.
"No, please Gwen! Your butt is too big!" you yell into the white fabric of her white capri pants, struggling in defiance in an attempt to communicate your disapproval of her idea.
"Oh, someone's excited to spend more time under my butt. Guess I'll take that as a yes." she smiled, rubbing her butt in your face, as well as over the rest of your entire body.
"Now, what should I do with you?" Gwen mused, kicking her feet back and forth as they hung from the bench, causing her weight to sway from one cheek to the other on top of you.
"I don't want anyone to see that I have a tiny person as my toy, so I should definately keep you hidden, wouldn't want anyone to try taking you away from me." she thought, deciding it was best to keep you out of sight.
"Oh, I know, I'll just keep you in my __________."
1. Bra. Gwen picks you up and drops you down the cup of her bra, leaving the park so you two can be alone in her room, allowing you to feel the rhythmic bounce of her breasts as she walks home.
2. Panties(back). Gwen decides that since you seem to like her butt so much, you should spend more time with it, depositing you down the back of her underwear to spend some time between her buttcheeks. Gwen then heads to the waterpark for the day, changing into her swimsuit.
3. Panties(front). Gwen walks behind a tree, finding some limited privacy from prying eyes, dropping you down the front of her panties and adjusting her jeans to make sure you were snug, telling you to be on your best behavior.
4. Sneaker. Gwen kicks off one of her sneakers and drops you inside, still curious about what you'd feel like under her foot, saying that she can always play with you later, but for now your more useful as an insole.
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