Giantess Stories - The Perfect Roommate

Chapter 17

When he awoke, Mark was alone on the coffee table.  Apparently, Julie had covered him with a towel, so she couldn’t be too mad at him.  As he thought about the previous night, he began to feel very insecure.  The images of him kissing and licking Julie’s giant toes filled his head.  How could he have done such a thing, he thought.  It seemed so degrading.  Then he remembered her holding him as he stared into her drunken eyes.  She seemed so confident as she stared back at him.  He had rarely seen Julie like that. Usually she was much more reserved, much more passive.  Well, he thought, at least she would be her normal self again this morning.  He wondered what she must be thinking of him right now as he pulled the towel over himself.  She would probably be embarrassed about the whole thing and apologize.  She usually took the blame in situations like that. The thought made him smile.  But given the choice, he hoped she wouldn’t remember anything since she was drunk and he decided to act as if nothing had happened.

Julie was lying awake in her bedroom thinking about what had happened the night before. She could hardly believe it.  It wasn’t crystal clear, but she definitely remembered holding Mark in her hand listening to him complain about being small, then carrying him to the sofa and placing him on the coffee table.  She smiled as she remembered his tiny kisses and tongue on her foot.  She would never have done that sober but now that the ice was broken, she wondered if it would continue.  Then the thought crossed her mind that she would be the one to make that decision.  She was the “giantess” after all.  The thought made her giggle.  She would have never thought she would see the day when Mark was naked at her feet, licking and kissing her toes.  And it was all his idea.  She couldn’t describe it, but it gave her a powerful sense of security and confidence that she wasn’t used to feeling.  As she stretched, smiling about the whole ordeal, she wondered what Mark was doing.  She remembered covering him with a towel so he wouldn’t get cold.  It was then that the “old” Julie started to show.  She tried to imagine how he felt being so small and helpless, dependant on someone else for everything.  And that someone else is a giantess, she thought, whose feet he has just serviced.  Her eyes closed as she thought about how impossible it would be for her if she were the one who shrank instead of Mark.  She breathed a sigh of relief, deciding that it was time to get up and check on him.

Julie tried to walk softly into the room, in case Mark was still sleeping, forgetting that very few things are quiet to someone so small.  Mark heard the small rhythmic “booms” of her bare feet and sat up as she entered.  He sat silent as Julie’s giant form approached, feeling very self-conscious at the moment.  He hadn’t put his clothes back on, so he was naked under the towel and he was not used to feeling this way.  Julie was wearing her silk nightshirt, which came down to her hips.  He watched as her giant legs carried her toward him.  He looked down at the giant Feet as images of himself kissing her toes went through his head.  Then his eyes followed her legs up to her stomach.  He was having a hard time making eye contact with her because he was too embarrassed.  From the looks of it, she was only wearing panties underneath her nightshirt.  Julie walked over to the couch and sat down, leaning forward toward him.  Her hair rested softly against her cheeks as it slid forward when she leaned. 

“Good morning”, she smiled.  “Sleep well?”

“I-It was alright”, he stuttered.  “Thanks for the towel.”  He was really hoping that she wouldn’t remember last night.

Mark watched as saw Julie spotted his clothes next to him and realized why he held the towel so close around him.  Picking up the tiny doll clothes, she said, “I really should wash these.”

“But what am I going to wear?” he asked desperately as he watched the giant Hand move his clothes out of reach.

“We’ll find you something else, don’t worry”, she answered, placing the clothes on the armrest.  Leaning closer, she said softly, “I really enjoyed last night.”  She could see he was nervous and was trying to ease the situation.

A chill went through Mark’s body as she said this.  She remembered.  But how much, he thought?  “Oh, last night”, he replied, emotionless, hoping she would drop it.

“Well, I can definitely say you got on my good side”, she said, giggling.

With that, Mark knew that she must have remembered everything.  The embarrassment and humiliation he felt right then was overwhelming.  She was supposed to be apologizing and taking blame, but instead she was complimenting him.

“It felt wonderful”, she continued.  Julie was trying to ease Mark’s tension, but instead was adding to it.

Mark remained silent, looking down at the table.

“I’ve never had that done to me before”, she added.

“Oh, you mean you’ve never had a tiny man worship your feet before”, he said with a slight touch of sarcasm, more as a defense mechanism.

Julie covered her mouth as she laughed, “You know what I mean.”

“I just never knew that it could be so…..relaxing.”, she added.  Reaching out, placing her Finger under his chin, she gently lifted his head.  “And from the looks of it, you seemed to be having fun yourself”, she said smiling, as she tilted her head slightly.

As he stood there with Julie’s Finger under his chin, he felt the turmoil build inside himself. There was no way he could admit to enjoying any of it to Julie.  It was too much for him. He slid his head off of her Finger and stepped back.  “Well, it’s not like I had a choice”, he shot back, knowing that this wasn’t true.

Julie pulled her finger away swiftly.  She was trying to make this easy for him, but now he was blaming her.  “What are you talking about?  It was your idea to begin with”, she said, with an obvious change in tone.

Unwilling to admit he was wrong he continued, “Oh, right, Julie.  In case you haven’t noticed, you’re a little bigger than me.”  He tried desperately to change the focus off of himself.  He remembered that Julie would usually always take the blame at this point.

Julie leaned toward him, looking down.  “Now you listen to me.  You practically begged to rub my feet and there’s no way that you’re going to tell me that I forced you to do anything.”

Mark tried to step back away from Julie, but the towel was stuck on the edge of the coffee table and fell out of his hands leaving him naked in front of her.  Julie knocked the towel away saying, “I should have let you freeze.”  Staring down at Mark, naked in front of her gave her a definite feeling of superiority.

Trying to act as unaffected as possible, Mark replied, “Julie, you were drunk, how do you know WHAT you did?”  He was trying desperately for anything.

This angered Julie, because she knew she was right and that Mark was lying.  She wanted him to admit that he enjoyed servicing her feet or at least that it was his idea, but he only frustrated her by his denial.

With that, she reached out and grabbed him in her fist, pinning his arms against his sides, and brought him up to her Face.  There was no chance for Mark to dodge the giant Fingers as he felt his arms pressed against him by her Knuckles.  She was holding him tighter than normal.  “You know, Mark, I really tried to be nice to you this morning.  I actually felt sorry for you and all you did was try to blame me for everything.  I tried to open up to you and you tried to make me the bad guy.  Not this time.”  Julie got up and walked over to the cage.  “I really thought you learned your lesson the last time.”  Mark saw the cage and started squirming.  “No, Julie, no!”, he protested.  Julie knew he hated the cage but was too angry to feel sorry for him and opened the door.  “You did this to yourself”, she said angrily as she dropped him into the cage and closed the door locking it behind her.  Mark backed away in fear as Julie lowered her head closer to the cage. “Maybe it’s YOU who should remember how big you are”, she said pointing to him.  After staring down at him for a few seconds in silence, she turned to walk toward her bedroom.

Mark sat naked in his cage, angry with himself because he couldn’t control his temper and angry with Julie because she knew how much he hated being locked up and still she did it.  And there wasn’t a thing he could do to stop her.  He sat in silence for a what seemed like an eternity until he heard the booming sounds of Julie’s footsteps in the hall.  He jumped to his feet hoping she was coming to let him out but was disappointed when she turned and walked into the kitchen.  Dejected he turned to walk back to the other side of the cage when he heard a knock at the front door.  Mark froze, startled and nervous. Julie didn’t mention company to him. His eyes followed Julie as she walked across the room to the front door.  He waited in anticipation as she opened the front door and said “Hi” to the visitor.  His heart sank as he recognized the “Hey girl” in return and his fears were verified as Kelly walked through the door.  Mark’s jaw dropped as he watched the two giant women hug.  Within seconds, Kelly had turned her attention to Mark, handing her purse to Julie and walking over to the cage.  Kelly leaned over, smiling, “Well, well.  Looks like the little guy’s been giving you trouble again.”  Julie set the purse on a chair and joined Kelly next to the cage.  Mark stood speechless, staring up at the two giantesses. Kelly’s glare made him very uncomfortable.  The thoughts of what she did to him the last time ran through his head.  At least Julie was here this time. 

“Kelly, I need to ask you for a favor”, Julie said.

“Sure.  Anything”, Kelly replied, still bent over staring at Mark.

“I need to run across town to an appointment.  Do you think you could stay a while and keep an eye on him?”, Julie asked, pointing down at Mark.

Without moving, Kelly replied, “No problem, Julie.  I’ll take good care of him.”

The words struck Mark like a ton of bricks.  “But Julie!”, he yelled.

Kelly’s expression turned to an intense stare, as she brought her finger to her lips.  Julie had turned around and couldn’t see what was going on between them.

“What, Mark?” Julie said, “I have to go and Kelly’s the only other person who knows about you.  I won’t be long.”  Without waiting for a response, she grabbed her purse and headed for the front door.  Mark watched in terror as Julie gathered her things to leave.  He looked back at Kelly, who was looking down, as if she were daring him to speak, and by the time he looked back, Julie was closing the door behind her.  As he slowly turned back to face Kelly, she was standing with her arms folded, smiling.  “Looks like it’s just you and me now, little guy”, she said, teasing.

“Look, Kelly, you just stay away from me.  Leave me alone”, he said, raising his hands as he watched her looking over toward the bookshelf for the key to the cage.

Ignoring his requests, Kelly thought out loud, “Oh, here they are”, as she grabbed the keys and bent over the cage, unlocking the door.  Mark trembled as he watched the giant Fingers remove the lock and slowly open the cage door.  Her Hands were not as soft as Julie’s and not as well manicured.

“I think Julie wants me to stay in here”, he proclaimed.  It was a desperate attempt.

“And I think you should get out here.  Now!” Kelly replied, exerting her authority.  No little man of Mark’s size was going to defy her.

Afraid of aggravating her further, Mark reluctantly climbed out of the cage and stood on the table, feeling completely vulnerable.  Straight ahead of him was Kelly’s Stomach, which was exposed below her belly-shirt.  She giggled as she watched him stare at her navel, thinking how much fun it would be to have a full-time little man like Mark around her house.

“Miss me?” she asked sarcastically.

“Like the plague”, he answered, continuing to look straight ahead at her tanned stomach.

Kelly knelt down, bringing her face level with the table, directly into Mark’s view.  “You know, you really need to work on that attitude.  At your size, it could get you into trouble”, she said, condescendingly.  Mark just stood silent, feeling totally inferior at the moment.  “Besides, unless you want to stay that way, I think you should show me a little more respect”, she added.

“What do you mean?  Have you found the cure?” Mark said, straightening up.

“Well maybe.  It worked on the lab rats, so it should work on you”, Kelly laughed and her own unintentional reference to him as a rat.

Mark didn’t care about her jokes at the moment.  “Where is it?  Give it to me!” he shouted.

“My, aren’t we demanding”, she said, patronizing him, as she rose to her feet.  “A little guy like you should remember his place.  A little courtesy wouldn’t hurt either”, she continued, smiling down at him.

It took all the strength Mark had not to blow up, but he knew if had any chance at all, he had to play it Kelly’s way.  “OK, Kelly, may I please have the cure?  Sorry I snapped at you, but things are a little stressful for me right now.”  He tried to remain calm even though a tidal wave of anger was building inside.

“That’s better”, she said, reaching out her hand and grabbing Mark in her fist, lifting him off the table, “but I’m still not convinced.”   Mark had no time to respond as her giant Fingers wrapped themselves around him.  Her grip was much rougher than Julie’s was when she handled him.  Just the idea of being held in Kelly’s hand, in her control, was upsetting.  Her words rang in his ears as he realized it wasn’t going to be easy.  Kelly then lowered him to the ground and released him next to her Foot.  She was wearing black open-toed 2” heels.  He couldn’t help but stare at them, so huge next to him, but could hear the giant laughter from above.  “I see you have missed me, after all”, she said, lifting her shoe and tapping him with it, knocking him to the ground.  Mark couldn’t jump out of the way quickly enough as the giant Shoe lifted and headed toward him.  The force felt like a wall hitting him, as he fell backward.  “You Bitch!” he yelled as he lay on his back staring up at Kelly, “why did you do that?”  Kelly turned positioning Mark between her feet and bent down so that Mark was staring up at her through her legs, her crotch in view along the way.  “Because I wanted to, that’s why.  And there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop me, is there?”  Mark just lay in silence, staring up at her, feeling scared.  “I asked you a question”, she continued.  “No, “ he answered, if only to make her stop tormenting him.  Kneeling down with Mark between her feet, knowing he could see up her skirt, but too afraid to even move, fed Kelly’s sense of domination over him.  Knowing she had made her point, she rose to her feet and walked over to the chair and sat, placing her purse on her lap.  Mark rose after a few seconds, and reluctantly followed her, hating the fact that he had to depend on her, and play her game, for the cure.

Kelly dug through her purse for a few seconds, pretending to ignore Mark standing in front of her, trying to keep his distance.  She loved having him follow her around.  She loved it even more knowing how much he hated it.  Mark watched impatiently as Kelly sifted through her purse.  He watched the giant Hand emerge holding a bottle of pills.  A shiver went down his spine at the idea that it might all be over soon.  He couldn’t control himself.  “Is that it?  Come on Kelly, this isn’t funny.  Is that the cure?” he asked desperately as he walked closer, standing close to her Feet staring up at her.  Kelly shook the bottle, “Yep, this is the stuff.”  She looked at the pathetic little man on the floor, begging her to restore him.  A wave of power came over her.  At this point she knew she not only had physical dominance over Mark, but mental as well.  “But maybe I shouldn’t let you take it.  It is experimental”, she said looking at the bottle and dropping it into her purse. His heart sank as he heard the bottle drop.  “No, Kelly.  I’ll take my chances. Please, I can’t stay like this any more.  I’ve got to try something, anything”, he pleaded, knowing this is what Kelly wanted him to do, but not caring about that at the moment. “Well, like I said, I’m not convinced”, she replied calmly, slowly slipping her foot out of her shoe and pushing it aside.  Mark took a step back as the giant Foot slid out of the Shoe and watched as the Toes pushed the Shoe aside effortlessly, a feat that would take him hours.  The smell of her Foot hit his nose as he turned his head to the side.  Kelly watched in delight from above, knowing he got her message.  “And if you complain even once, you’re gonna be that way for a long time”, she said sternly, basking in the thought that, to him, she had the power to restore him or keep him that way.

Mark swallowed hard.  He knew it would take an impossible amount of self-control to stay calm and do what she wanted.  But what choice did he have?  She held his future in her hands and he had to comply with her wishes if he ever wanted to be normal again.  The giant Toes wiggled in front of him as the other Foot slid out of it’s Shoe. He could also detect a slight layer of moisture on her Feet, which must have been sweat from being inside the shoes.  Two giant bare Feet were now before him, belonging to the woman he hated most.  The humiliation was almost enough to make him refuse at the risk of remaining shrunken but as the scent from them filled his nostrils, he dismissed any thought of disobeying. He looked up to see Kelly smiling.  He could see that she was loving this whole scene.  So before he lost his nerve, he slowly stepped forward and got down on one knee in front of her Toes.  Kelly took a deep breath as she watched him kneel before her feet.  She watched as he slowly lowered his head and kissed her big toe as she leaned her head back in delight.  Mark knelt, struggling desperately inside with the whole idea and reluctantly lowered his head to kiss her Toe.  The taste of her sweat stung his lips just like the last time, but he knew he would have to tolerate it.  He closed his eyes as he extended his tongue.  He cringed as he licked her Toe, tasting the salty sweat.

“That’s nice, Mark, you’re very talented.  You should just stay that size and go into business”, Kelly teased.  “Don’t forget the side”, she continued as she watched Marks head turn to the side of her toe and continue licking.  Having him follow her orders added icing to the already intoxicating situation.  Mark had barely taken a few licks when he heard Kelly’s direction.  He decided that it was imperative that he not give her the opportunity to find fault, so he complied immediately.  He continued with each Toe, slowly progressing so that he would only have to do it once.  As he moved to the second Toe, he began thinking that if he could somehow muster the energy to actually please Kelly, it would be enough to make her give him the pill sooner.  If he continued half-heartedly, the she might drag it out longer.  So, he stopped and began licking between her big Toe and second Toe.  This was unexpected to Kelly, and she quickly let out a soft moan.  She spread her toes slightly so he could get deeper.  The smell was stronger here, but he continued, feeling like he was gaining some ground.  Kelly realized what was happening as Mark buried his head between her toes.  She smiled to herself, knowing that he was actually trying to please her.  It didn’t matter that he had an ulterior motive.  It just made her feel more excited. 

Mark covered each Toe carefully with kisses, licking them all over and getting between them as much as he could.  It got a little easier once he got used to the taste and smell. Each Toe was a little different.  The skin was soft just above the toenail, but some had rough skin on the sides of the toenail.  He bit gently on the rougher skin hearing Kelly giggle above as he did so.  In some strange, desperate way, he felt like he was maintaining a sense of control.  She wasn’t giving direction any more and he was basically being allowed to do whatever he wanted.  Deep down, it was a hopeless grasp at dignity in a totally humiliating situation.  The one thought that kept him going was the image of himself restored to his normal size.  If this is what it took, then he would have to sacrifice.  Finally, he reached her pinky Toe.  He gave it a little extra attention, hoping he had maybe done enough.  Kelly watched him intently, biting her bottom lip.  This was even better than the last time.  But it wasn’t enough yet.  She decided to test him further.  As he finished, and sat back on his knees, he took a deep breath and looked over the Toes that he had just serviced, with the taste of them fresh in his mouth.  “Well, did you enjoy yourself?” Kelly asked coyly.  Fighting the urge to get angry, Mark decided that he’d better lie and say what she wanted to hear.  “Actually, Kelly, I like your feet”, he said, still unable to look up at her.  “They weren’t too sweaty for you?” she pushed.  “No, the sweat actually made it a little easier”, he replied.  It incensed him that he had to lie just to flatter her like this, but he was afraid to anger her.  Kelly knew he didn’t mean it but it didn’t matter.  Hearing Mark praise her feet was enough.  

As he continued to kneel and stare at her Toes, he noticed them lifting up off of the ground slowly.  Eventually, the whole front of her Foot was as high as he head with her Toes pointed slightly upward.  His head fell back as he looked up at her Face over her Toes.  “Well, don’t let me interrupt”, she said, obviously enjoying the entire exchange.  It was clear what she wanted and he had no other choice but to comply.  So, he lay on his back and slid under her Toes.  He felt the sweat mark from her foot as his back stuck to the floor.  This was pushing him to the edge.  It was one thing to be on top of her Toes, but to be under them was too much.  He lay quietly, with his eyes closed, as Kelly lowered her Toes over him.  He could feel the heat as they approached.  Struggling to maintain, self-control, he lifted his head slightly and licked the underside of her Toe.  Kelly drew a deep breath as she felt his tongue on her toe.  Looking down at Mark under her toes, knowing she could press down at any moment and crush him, was pure, raw power.  She couldn’t help but press down softly, to make this point to him.  She sat back and relaxed as she felt him moving under her foot, from toe to toe.  The heat from Kelly’s Foot was making Mark sweat now as well as her Toes.  This made the taste even stronger.  But he continued to kiss and lick as intently as before, with the same goal in mind.  Maybe if he gave her enough she would give him the pill.  Her Toes were different underneath.  The tips were a little rougher and required more licking to moisten them while the rest was very soft.  The balls of her Feet were rough as well.  She obviously didn’t use moisturizer like Julie. 

As he peered through her Toes, he could see her reaching for the pill bottle.  He felt a chill as he saw her empty a few into her Hand.  It was working.   It would soon be over.  She lowered her Hand toward her Foot, but Mark was trapped and couldn’t get out from under it.  “Here they are.  One should do the trick”, she teased, knowing he was stuck.  “Not ready for them yet, huh?” she continued, shaking them in her hand.  “No, Kelly, I’m ready, please”, he begged, as he tried desperately to slide out.  Ignoring him, she closed her hand and shrugged, “Well, maybe later, I guess, I’ll let you keep going if you want.”  Just as Mark was about to protest, he noticed one of the pills slip out of her Hand and fall.  He looked back up to see if she noticed, but apparently hadn’t.  Returning the pills to the bottle, she sat back, relaxing as she had before.  It was torture knowing that one of the pills was out there and he couldn’t get to it.  Realizing it was his only chance, he began licking and kissing, more furiously than ever.  Anything to get out from under her Foot. Kelly was in ecstasy.  Having Mark work so hard for her pleasure was overwhelming.  Her foot was tingling from his actions.  She knew then that he must have seen the pill drop.

 Gently, she lifted her foot.  Mark slid out, covered with his own sweat as well as the sweat from her foot.  As he freed himself from her Foot prison, he stood up as Kelly lowered her Toes to the ground.  “Wow, Mark, you’re like a little foot machine.  Once you get going, you don’t stop”, she said, knowing he hated the reference.  He spotted the pill next to her ankle and knew he must bear whatever came next in order to get it.  Then it disappeared as Kelly, moved her Foot over it.  He looked up and it didn’t appear that she knew what she did.  He had to keep her occupied.  Forgetting his pride, he looked up at her and said, “Well, I was starting to get into it.”  It was making him sick to talk this way, but he had no choice.  “Really?” Kelly replied sarcastically, trying to make him crack, “You mean to tell me that you actually enjoyed doing that to my feet?  Even though they’re all sweaty and smelly?”  “Well, the way I look at it is that at my size, I don’t really have any choice in the matter.  I have to listen to you.  You’re a giantess to me.  So I might as well enjoy it, right?” he lied, ready to say anything she wanted.  Kelly enjoyed his praises, even if they weren’t sincere.  The effort excited her.  Now she was ready for a different kind of fun.  She rolled the pill around under her foot making sure it was covered in her sweat.

“Well, Mark, it’s about time you realized that.  And just to show you I’m not all bad, I’m going to the bathroom, and when I get back, you can do the other foot”, Kelly laughed as she got up and walked to the bathroom with her purse.  He exhaled as she walked away, turning to see the pill, still in its place.  He ran over to it and picked it up, looking around to make sure that Kelly didn’t see him.  It was as big as the palm of his hand but he had to try to eat it some how.  It smelled like her Feet now but that didn’t matter.  He bit off a huge chunk.  It almost gagged him.  It was bitter to begin with, but mixed with her foot taste, it was sickening.  It didn’t matter.  He forced as much as he could in without vomiting until the whole pill was gone.  It would finally be over, he thought.  A feeling of great relief came over him as he sat down and smiled, having outsmarted Kelly.  Soon, he heard her footsteps coming up the hallway.  She walked back over to the couch and sat down over Mark, placing her feet in front of him.  She didn’t see the pill anymore and realized he must have eaten it.  She knew how disgusting it must have been.  “Well, I’m ready for the other foot now.  You may continue”, she said.  Mark had newfound confidence.  “Are you out of your mind?  Do you think I actually enjoyed that?” Mark proclaimed, as he emerged and stood on the floor in front of her.  “I wouldn’t touch those feet again to save my life”, Mark yelled, laughing out loud.  Playing along, Kelly replied, “What do you mean?  You heard me.  Now do as I say.”  Mark turned confidently, “Go to hell, bitch!” as he walked away. 

“Well, at least that pill does something, even if its just a confidence builder”, Kelly shot back, laughing.  Mark froze in his tracks, realizing that she had planned the whole thing. He turned to face Kelly, feeling the anger build inside him.  She had duped him again.  How could he have been so naïve.  Without thinking, he charged her Foot, jumping on top, pounding with all his might.  Kelly watched as Mark ran to her and started beating on her Foot.  She laughed louder, knowing how frustrated he must be.  The pounding was minor, she barely felt it over the satisfaction she was feeling.  Finally, she jerked her foot, causing him to slide off onto his back.  He was visibly shaken by the whole experience. Kelly lifted her foot and placed it on top of Mark.  Mark yelled and protested with no effect.  She pressed down harder until he stopped yelling.  Mark stared up at Kelly with even more hatred than before.  He wiggled but it was no use.  He was trapped again under her Foot.  “Let me tell you something, little man”, she said forcefully, pointing down at him, “If I decide to restore you, it’ll be when I decide, not you.  Got it?  Am I clear?” “And at the rate you’re going, it’s going to be a long, long time.  Besides, I think Julie’s just getting used to you this way.”  Her words hit hard to Mark.  As much as he was afraid of Kelly, she was right.  He was at the mercy of two giantesses, depending on one for the cure and on the other for care.  He had noticed some changes in Julie as well, but wasn’t about to give in to either of them.  “Now, kiss and make up and tell me how sorry you are”, she ordered.  Mark looked at the Toes on top of him, over his face.  He felt the pressure increase until he was forced to lift his head and kiss her Toe.  “What else?”, she asked.  Again the pressure continued until Mark finally broke, “I’m sorry for yelling at you and calling you a bitch.”   Kelly lifted her foot off of Mark as she watched him lay there. “Apology accepted, but don’t forget your place again, do you hear me?”, she added. “Yes”, he replied, hoping it would all just end.  Just then, they heard Julie’s car door slam outside.  Kelly quickly scooped up Mark and brought him over to the cage.  She placed him inside and locked the door, just as Julie was opening the front door.  Kelly leaned over and whispered to Mark as he lay on the cage floor, “Remember, not a word, or you’ll pay.” 

“Hey, I’m home”, Julie said.  “I hope he didn’t give you any trouble.”

“Oh no, Julie, we had a little talk and I think we understand each other better now”, Kelly replied.

“Good, you know, I think you two would like each other if you only knew each other better”, Julie added.

“Well, then, we’ll just have to spend more time together”, Kelly said, as she picked up her purse. And slipped her shoes back on.  Mark watched as the two giantesses hugged each other and Kelly left.  He lay in the cage, wondering how things could get any worse.