This choice: You're offered to an aware Persephone. (RESERVED FOR PHOENIXSTRIKER) • Go Back...Chapter #8An Unexpected Ally Appears (Part One) by: Unknown From the moment Ivy's foot rose into the air as she stepped into Persephone's car, it became apparent that you really hadn't thought this strategy out very well. Not that you could even call it a 'strategy' really. All you knew was that Ivy was about to get away with your nephew, and if you didn't act fast, he might very well end up licensed to the sorority and forced to spend the rest of his life enslaved to their whims. Honestly, you'd acted first and decided to save the thinking for later...
...which immediately came back to bite you in the butt as Ivy slid into the passenger seat, and her foot knocked against the door. You were jostled off, and before you could even remotely think to not ruin your stealth, you let out a tiny grunt of pain. But given the otherwise quiet car, even that tiny grunt was more than enough to be heard by the monolithic girl above you, especially as she'd spent years training her ears to hear the noises of tinies she might be able to snatch.
Ivy's eyes locked onto you instantly, and they widened in surprise. "Oh, holy shit. Did...did you just willingly get in the car with me, dude?" A chillingly awful grin spread on her plump lips. "Oh my god, I thought every affected on campus knew to fear me, but I guess I can't complain about some new dumbfuck eager to be another toy!" She cackled as she lunged down at you, and you shamefully found yourself so paralyzed with fear that you couldn't even bring yourself to move.
This wasn't your first interaction with Ivy, but you still couldn't get used to just how blatant her sadism was. She was such a stark contrast to the malicious affected you'd dealt with in the past. Jenna hid behind a benign smile, and she'd never truly been evil to begin with. Hanna Chambers and Rika Inoue also covered up their depravity well, and very few knew how twisted they were. And older women like Bea Parker and Cynthia Morrow treated unaffected with a love so blindingly bright it hid the truth of how awfully they treated affected.
And then here was Ivy Green, a demon wearing human skin, and loud and proud to be one!
Ivy's cold fingers crushed you in a tight grip, and her smile turned teasing as she raised you up to her face. "Sucks that you came so far though, dude, because I'm a bit preoccupied with precious and delicious little buggy at the moment." To prove her point, Ivy pursued her lips and blew Aiden's gooey body into a bubble, and you had about a second to see your nephew's elongated tear-streaked face before Ivy sucked him back into her mouth and resumed messily masticating him. "I don't have time for two little treats."
"What are you talking about?" Persephone asked from the driver's seat, watching the conversation out of the corner of her eye. "You've never not enjoying more than one tiny."
"True!" Ivy admitted with a raucous belly laugh. "But when the mushy bubble gum boy in my mouth is this important, I don't have time for simps like this scraggly dude." She dangled you like you were trash. "He's all yours, Sephy. Enjoy!"
Ivy dropped you into Persephone's smooth palm, and the platinum-blonde pointedly avoided glancing down at you. Even the grip she held you in wasn't quite as tight as Ivy's had been, and you could feel your limbs reforming. If you were quick, maybe you could still get out of the car and call the police using Aiden's phone's emergency dialing function. Having been spotted, whatever stealth option you'd been gunning for was of the table, and self-preservation came first. If you couldn't get away from Ivy and Persephone right now, both you and Aiden would suffer for all eternity.
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Persephone tried to hide her wince upon feeling the weird tiny guy hit her palm.
"Are...you sure?" She asked her best friend. "I don't want to steal your fun."
"Hey, watching you put bugs in their place is my idea of fun!" Ivy laughed. "You're, like, the queen of all unaffected on campus, so I never get tired of watching you go to work, Sephy!" Ivy smacked loudly on her tiny-turned-gum, and stared at Persephone expectantly.
Persephone felt a piece of her heart break. With Ivy staring daggers at her, it was now impossible to get away with 'disposing' of the tiny she'd been given in a harmless manner...which was, of course, what Persephone wanted to do deep down.
Ivy had called her a 'queen of unaffected', but that didn't feel true at all to Persephone. She considered herself more of a 'slave', bound to a societal system she hated with a fiery passion. Her mom was the most influence anti-tiny woman in the entire state, and Weston was rife with tiny abuse and unchecked torment of affected. And Persephone was believed by all to be complicit in everything, an eager participant in the travesties inflicted upon the affected population. Just as bad, if not worse, than Ivy even.
The 'complicit' part was true, Persephone had to begrudgingly admit. Every time she thought about it it made her hate both her life and herself more and more, but she'd personally doomed many, many tinies during her life. She could act like she was morally above it all, she could privately loathe the sorority sisters she surrounded herself with, and she could pretend throwing up in the bathroom because of guilt made it okay that she'd sentenced tinies to lifetimes of suffering. But did it? No, not really, and yet Persephone felt like escape was impossible without losing everything.
And so, she steeled her resolve and prepared to 'dispose' of the tiny she'd been gifted by her best friend. Logically, she knew it was best to just shove the little guy down her panties and call it a day, but a surge of curiosity got the better of her and she glanced down at the mostly-reformed guy in her palm.
Big, BIG mistake, she quickly realized, as she immediately recognized your form as the father of her rival and crush, Riley Jacobs.
Persephone froze, her heart skipping a beat. Of all the damn tinies Ivy could've gotten her sadistic fingers on, it had to be the single tiny that would break Persephone to torment? The one tiny that would cause an unavoidable rupture between her enforced apathy and her genuine heartfelt desire to love and cherish tinies instead of torture them?
One second passed to two, and Persephone saw Ivy's smile falter in her peripheral vision.
Acting almost on impulse, Persephone quickly cupped her hand that was holding you, reached under her skirt, and smushed your body into her right thigh. She then let herself settle back into the driver's seat, internally wincing at how she could so vividly feel your squishy body compress into a flat blob under the suppleness of her thigh, your own body adhering to her pale flesh with ease.
Ivy raised an eyebrow. "Aw, Sephy, that feels like you're giving the guy a break! If he climbed into our car just to meet us, don'tcha think he deserves more than a heavenly little nap under your god-like thighs?"
Persephone blushed at both the praise and the embarrassment of the situation. "W-Well, anywhere else might be too stimulating, right? I still have to drive, remember?"
The black-haired plus-sized girl beside her chuckled. "Oh, that's true. Sorry, didn't mean to be a tease. I suppose your idea makes sense, at least for now. We can't all get to savor each bite of our new friends!" She chewed loudly again.
Persephone gave her a wicked grin. "And, trust me, it's not like I don't have more plans in store back at the house!"
Persephone knew she had smiled just right when Ivy laughed loudly. Ivy liked Persephone's 'smile'. Persephone knew she did. Everyone of the sorority sisters liked Persephone's 'smile'. Her mother liked her 'smile'. And tinies feared her 'smile', which always broke her heart. She wished she could talk to them, assure them that everything was alright. But she couldn't. All she could do was 'smile'.
"Anyway, speaking of savoring," Ivy began, brining Persephone's wandering mind back to the present. "Did you see that new hotdog and fries combo at the campus eatery? Seems like it'd suck given the price, but it's actually fuckin' killer! We should grab some sometime!"
"Lunch tomorrow?" Persephone suggested, and Ivy nodded.
"Totally! Especially if I can steal you into my room afterwards for another episode or two of that show! I know it's not your jam just yet, but I promise it's some crazy good shit after episode six!" Ivy's eyes gleamed with excitement.
Persephone stared at her best friend in silence for a moment.
She'd known Ivy most of her life, and yet she still could not even begin to fathom how the girl's mind worked. How any of the sorority sisters' minds worked. How her own mother's mind worked.
She didn't know how Ivy could just torture and abuse actual living creatures no different than human beings save for their sight, and then with a flip of a switch go back to being a normal twenty-one-year-old girl. How she could do some of the most horrifically sadistic acts Persephone had ever witnessed, and then switch to teasing Persephone about her rivalry with Riley, or some other pleasantly inane gossip. How she could doom tinies to fates worse than death, then laugh over silly cat memes.
Inwardly, Persephone stifled a sob.
Outwardly, Persephone 'smiled' once more. "Sounds like a plan, Ivy!"
And with that, the two girls drove off to the Omega Gamma Phi sorority house, Ivy chewing her 'gum' and talking about some tricky upcoming exam, and Persephone doing her level best to ignore the feeling of your body crushed under her thigh.
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