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A Troublesome Neighbour - Chapter Three | Commission
🕑 Added 2020-09-23 19:33:53 +0000 UTCMia lay in the drawer, the silence of the room around her painful as even the light background noises she’d usually hear were nulled by the thick wood of the dresser. She moved her eyes around and twisted her neck to peer around the space but was mostly unable to move. It was pitch black in the drawer, so looking around wasn’t all that important anyway.
With her various senses intact, and her sight and hearing mostly useless in this space, the smell of the drawer was absolutely vile. She was lying against the only remaining hard space in the drawer, around her were various items of lingerie but they didn't seem to be giving off a smell thankfully. The source of the odour was her, and the dildo beside her. A stale, salty musk emanated off the two of them and filled the badly ventilated space.
With no understanding of time, she eventually fell asleep. As quick as a flash, she was stirred awake by a very slight sound that, upon fully waking up, she could barely recall. Her sleep hadn’t been great. She wasn’t sure if it had been a minute, hours or longer. The drawer was still in complete darkness and it still stunk.
Desperate, Mia used all her strength to try and move her body but made no progress. Lucy’s hardened cum kept her tightly in place. She could feel it cracking slightly under her armpits and behind her knees, but no progress seemed to give her any meaningful movement. What would it matter if she could? It wasn’t like she’d be able to get out of what seemed to be a solid oak dresser.
As morning came and Lucy woke, she stretched her body out ready to start her day. The sun was shining through into her bedroom, since she hadn’t shut her curtains the night before. The night before…
She looked towards her dresser, remembering what, in retrospect, was so surreal it may have been a dream. Well, if it had happened, her new toy certainly wasn’t going anywhere.
Climbing up from her bed, she headed into her ensuite and turned her shower on - always a good way to start the day. Moving back into the bedroom, she walked over to her dresser and pulled her bottom drawer out, causing it to shake.
Mia’s world of silence ended as a very faint hiss could be heard, followed by rhythmic thumps that she assumed were Lucy’s feet on the carpeted floor. They got closer and closer. She expected light to flood in at any moment, so she clenched her eyes shut ready. Suddenly, the drawer shook violently and she was juggled in place as if perched upon a laundry machine. It soon ended, whilst Lucy looked through the drawer. She was shook once more, but only briefly, as the drawer was slammed shut.
Lucy looked at her top drawer. If she had really kidnapped Mia then she was right in there… Dare she look? She thought back to the prior night’s events. If it had all happened, she had really done a number on her little, troublesome neighbour. She could definitely use a wash. Having sold herself on provoking their moment of truth, Lucy pulled the drawer open.
As the drawer had previously slammed shut, thought she was going to get a little more time before her captress came to get her. She assumed it was morning now so maybe Lucy was too busy for her, maybe it wouldn’t be until tonight that Lucy would check on her. She hoped that was the case, even in this dark, timeless hell. It could maybe give her some time to try and escape, if her binding layer of cum would allow it.
With no warning, the drawer was flung open - the brightness sending a bolt of pain right into Mia’s skull as her dilated pupils took all the light of the bright room in. Lucy looked down at the blinded girl before she grinned and remarked, “Urgh, you’re looking a little crusty! How disgusting, you could definitely use a wash!”
With no vision, she felt her stiff body being lifted out from the drawer before being steadily carried somewhere. The hiss got louder with each passing moment until it was a mighty roar, and Mia, with her vision still not perfect, was pretty sure it was a shower. Maybe Lucy was just going to give her a wash, although the shower seemed a strange place to do it given her size.
Lucy placed the tiny Mia beside her soap on the tray, the mist of the shower sprayed her body as it rained down. Looking around the room from her perch, Mia realised where she was. She watched from the corner of her eye as Lucy moved around the bathroom with a toothbrush now hanging out of her mouth.
She could feel Lucy’s cum on her body beginning to drip off of her as the water came down, the residual mist of the spray seeming to do wonders for her encasement. Subtly she began to move her arms and legs, the movement coming back to them. It was almost painful for her to move, having been stiff for so long.
Mia noticed Lucy’s nonchalance and decided her best chance would be now to try and escape. She climbed to her feet, her legs shaking all the while, and looked around to survey her options. She was already in the shower placed on a tray usually used to hold soap, with nothing around her to get down. Even with the water lightly pooling beneath her, from this height she expected she’d die. Her escape would have to wait. She hated Lucy and she didn’t want to be tortured anymore, but the possibility of death was still too much for her.
The giant form of Lucy appeared before her as she stepped into the shower. Her supple breasts bounced as she stepped over the small barrier and under the spray of the shower, her skin glistening immediately as a result. Her eyes moved down towards the soap tray, sending shivers of fear into Mia as her eyes locked with her captress’.
“Oh you’re up and about now?” Lucy asked gleefully to the tiny girl. Mia considered shouting up, even tried to open her mouth, but was quickly cut off by the giantess. “Don’t bother trying to speak, I’ll never hear you! Whatever you have to say doesn’t matter anyway, you’re mine now!” she explained with a devilish grin. Mia just stood there, saying, and attempting to say, nothing.
No longer interested in talking to what she now considered property, Lucy began to bathe herself. Mia could only watch as the huge, feminine beauty soaked her body and hair. She ran her long fingers through her hair, being sure to properly massage her scalp.
Reaching down, Lucy plucked her shampoo up from the floor of the shower before squirting some onto her hand. She rubbed the shampoo into her hair, being sure to get her scalp and the tips of her long, blonde hair. With her hair covered in suds, Lucy tipped her head back and moved it fully under the spray. The feeling of the water washing it all off of her head and down her back was satisfying.
As she moved her head out from beneath the spray so she could see, her eyes met Mia’s once more. The girl had been standing there patiently the entire time, not knowing what else to do. “Well, one job left to do!” Lucy called out to her tiny toy.
Mia’s mind raced hearing this. She wasn’t sure if that meant something to do with her, or if Lucy simply meant that she was going to be washing her body. Her questions were soon to be answered as Lucy’s hand came down around her tiny body. Out of fear, she crouched down into a ball as the fingers curled around her before Lucy’s grip tightened.
Mia was plucked up from the tray and felt an overwhelming sense of vertigo as the giantess carelessly moved her around as if she were nothing more than an object. Bending over, as she had done to retrieve the soap, Lucy plucked the shower gel up from the floor beneath her. She sprayed it generously onto the hand that contained Mia, covering the tiny girl in the gloop.
Mia kneaded Lucy’s body between her two hands, the soap in her grasp growing more and more until Mia was totally hidden beneath the orb of suds the giantess had created. With no consideration for her tiny neighbour’s wellbeing, Lucy began her next task in the shower.
She rubbed the tiny girl along her arm initially, trailing the soap all the way. Mia screamed out from the friction as her body was dragged along the giantess’ skin. She could do nothing as Lucy moved her tiny body back and forth, seemingly using her body as if it were a loofah or a bar of soap. Lucy repeated the action for her other arm, unable to hear Mia’s screams or feel her squirms.
Mia struggled to breathe beneath the suds, seeming to find solace as she pressed her face closer to the skin of her captress. Lucy continued to wash herself with the tiny girl, moving her tiny body further up her arms until she reached her armpits.
Mia had no idea where she was, she was focused solely on the few tasks she needed to do to survive. Once more, she desperately pinned her face against Lucy’s skin to try and breathe something other than bubbles. She inhaled deeply through her nose once she felt the gap was small enough for only air to move through.
Taking a lungful of the air, she realised it was different now. Previously her inhales had been typically without odour but now, for some reason, she could smell sweat. She choked and gagged as the potent stench invaded her nostrils with the full force of her strained inhalation.
Lucy scrubbed Mia’s body into her pungent pits, she had noticed they were beginning to smell yesterday so expected them to be extra filthy after last night. With that in mind, she scrubbed the soapy Mia into her armpits with extra vigour and took her time to ensure a thorough clean.
Mia quickly realised where she likely was, despite her vision being of no use to her surrounded by skin and soap. She thrashed the limbs that Lucy didn’t have held down wildly, hoping to get herself free or even make Lucy have mercy on her; although she knew that was a long shot.
Lucy moved Mia next along her neck and sternum, being sure to clean behind her ears also before moving the soapy girl lower. She gasped inwards slightly as the girl’s tiny body made contact with the sensitive flesh of her breasts. The tension grew and her nipples hardened as she worked Mia’s body over them.
They were clean quickly but she kept Mia there, tantalisingly close to her nipple. Each micromovement of her arm sending the girl into her darkened, sensitive areola. She gasped each time, feeling the moisture building inside of her vagina from the teasing pleasure.
With the soap mostly rinsed off of her by now, Mia could make out her surroundings somewhat. Although it was mostly skin, at least in this case the areolas were darker and the flesh was squishy and thicker. Her body was easily engulfed by Lucy’s huge breast as she was pressed into it, the fatty flesh swallowing her up until Lucy allowed her back out.
She pulled Mia away from her body, allowing her a small break. Bending over once again, Lucy plucked the shower gel up from the floor as she had done before. Holding it ominously over her hand, Mia looked up into Lucy’s eyes. “Almost done!” Lucy cheered as she smiled at the tiny girl. She continued, “Just my stomach and the lower half to do!”
