From the darkness of being crushed under Persephone's thigh, you then transitioned to the faint slivers of light visible as the beautiful girl's miniskirt swished and swayed as she walked around the sorority house. You willed your body to slow its reforming process, as the last thing you wanted to do was drop off Persephone's silky-smooth pale skin and flutter to the floor of a house filled with demonesses. It was tough to hang on, but you were driven by a desperation to save your nephew...and also latent confusion in witnessing Persephone Graham's legendary 'torturing' first hand.
Finally, the sounds of feminine laughter and chattering grew more quiet, and the hardwood floors down below you gave way to plush carpeting. You heard the sound of a door close and lock, and then a deep shuddering sigh. Seconds later, well-manicured nails reached under the skirt and pricked into your body, peeling you free. For a moment you were weightless and spinning in the air, and then you found yourself on a pleasingly soft white mattress.
Persephone was seated on the mattress in front of you, her weight curving the mattress inward a bit to the point where you almost rolled forward into her. She had her long legs crossed to the point where her already scandalous miniskirt had ridden up and was barely covering anything. Alongside her tight chest-accentuating tee and otherwise porcelain doll-like appearance, it wasn't hard to see why so many campus students admired her beauty and charm. Your daughter included, though Riley would die before admitting her crush.
But what struck you the most was Persephone's withdrawn expression. Her shoulders were curled in, and she was nervously wringing her hands. She was also avoiding eye contact with you, but her eyes kept flicking over in your direction. Her teeth were digging into her lips so hard you worried that some blood might burst soon.
You cleared your throat. "Persephone. It seems I have to thank you for saving me."
The platinum-blonde girl didn't look your way. "I squashed you under my thigh. That's not saving."
"It is when you could've just as easily eaten me, or crammed me some other unmentionable place on your body." You noted, and the girl's cheeks flared with shame. "We both know that you could've done things so much worse. Your reputation suggests you would've done something worse. So why didn't you?"
"You're R-Riley's dad." Persephone answered after a delay. "I-I just couldn't."
"Well, I appreciate it, but I don't think that's the full story. It boggles my mind to see how different you are from your reputation, but the way this looks to me, I think you might actually care a little about us tinies." You said plainly, and Persephone reacted like she'd been slapped. But, weirdly, in a good way, and her posture quickly relaxed. She finally turned to face you, and a tear was welling in her eyes.
"I am so, so, so sorry Mister Jacobs. You're right. I'm not who people say I am, and I can't figure out how to escape from these chains people are locking me up in. I don't dislike affected at all, I really don't! So please don't think I'm ever out to hurt you or Riley in any way, okay!"
"I would never." You managed a quick laugh. "How could I after seeing the real you up-close? But, why don't you just speak out? Surely that would solve things better than staying quiet."
Persephone looked horrified. "I-I can't! Everything would fall apart! My friends, my family, my life...it would all go up in flames!"
"So you stay complicit instead?" You asked pointedly. A single tear slipped from Persephone's eye down her cheek.
The gir stifled a sob. "...it's not that easy. You don't know me."
You sighed. "You're right, I don't. So let's table this conversation for now, because it's a lot more complicated than we have time for. Right now, if your affections for my daughter and, apparently, the entire tiny race ever meant anything to you, prove it to me now. I need your help rescuing my nephew from Ivy Green."
Persephone, who'd seemed poised to nod in assent, froze. "D-Did you say...n-nephew?" Persephone went even paler than her normal snow-white complexion. "Oh. My. God. Ivy finally got her h-hands on Aiden Jacobs?"
"Yeeeeees." You said slowly, confused by the giant girl's change in attitude.
Persephone began to chew her fingernails. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. This is the worst case scenario! Ivy's been planning the kidnapping of Aiden for so many months I thought she'd either been joking or had given up. She actually finally got him!"
"Persephone, what are you implying?"
The gigantic girl leaned down towards you, the shift in weight on the mattress knocking you on your butt. "Mister Jacobs, Aiden is the white whale for Ivy! He's Jenna Jacobs only son! If she's got Aiden, there's nothing she can't do to destroy Jenna's life, the entire FTTF, and the whole future of affected acceptance in society. It'll all come crashing down, and she'll do it too! Ivy can't be reasoned with over something like this!"
"You're her best friend, aren't you?" You argued, but Persephone pointedly shook her head.
"That won't matter. Yeah, sometimes I can bribe her. If she's in the middle of torturing a tiny I can slide her a twenty and ask her to pick up pizza while I promise to abuse her little prey, and then when she's gone I calm the tiny down and get them to safety. Even that only works 50-50. But with Aiden, there's nothing I could do to dissuade her to not license him and blackmail Jenna. Especially without giving myself away as the exact opposite of what Ivy and the others think I am."
"And we wouldn't want to inconvenience you, would we?" You said bitterly. It was a low blow, and you knew it, but your temper was rising at the injustice of this whole mess. You didn't know what Persephone's life was like, what she'd endured. It was unfair to judge her so harshly.
Persephone winced, but held strong. "I...I can't do that. But trust me when I say that I want to help."
"Then what are our options?"
Persephone sighed. "Right now, Ivy's asleep. She's taking a short nap, and she let me know that she gave her special prize, who I didn't know until know was Aiden, the 'best bed in the house'. Undoubtedly he's been shoved inside her ass while she sleeps. Then, she'll probably keep him close all afternoon, evening, and night, because I know she's already scheduled a CTC usage licensing appointment for tomorrow morning. So we've got less than a day to save Aiden before his situation becomes significantly messier."
You ran a hand through your hair. "That's...not a lot of time. Any ideas?"
"A few." Persephone nodded.
1) She suggests slipping into Ivy's room right now, because Ivy is a notoriously heavy, unshakeable sleeper. She'll then drop you into Ivy's butt, where you'll try to free Aiden, and then Persephone will carry you both out of the house to safety.
2) She proposes roping in a few of the other sorority girls by both framing it as a prank on Ivy, and relying on the near-deification status they uphold Persephone to. Meanwhile, she'll hide you on her body once more, and once she has Aiden she'll find an excuse to leave the house, peel you free, and send you both on your way.
3) She thinks a safe bet might be with a sorority-wide drinking game, held after Ivy wakes up from her nap. If each girl in the house wagers a tiny to join the game, she knows she'll be able to goad Ivy into offering up Aiden. Then, Persephone will offer you up, and the winner gets all the tinies to themselves. Persephone assures you she can win, as a drunk Ivy is an incapacitated Ivy. You're a little less confident.
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