Becoming a Neko's Pet Pt. 3

Pt. 3  

The evening sky, no longer blue, was now colored a bright pink and then darkened to orange where the sun set in the west. Anlia was now laid exactly where Tom had been laying the evening before; by the lake where the chase had started. Tom was technically lying in the same spot, but was now on the warm, bare flesh of her stomach as they stared at the white cotton clouds that added to the beauty of the darkening sky. They had been lying like this for nearly an hour letting the day pass. After they had gotten home Anlia had laid down the rules so now was the first time he had received the chance to sit someplace calm and quiet to let his mind clear. He found that doing this made him much calmer and he was starting to accept his new life as Anlia's pet.  The whole ordeal was even starting to seem like a blessing now. He was finally with someone who enjoyed his presence and was kind to him.

As Anlia breathed her stomach slowly rose up and down constantly causing Tom to rise and fall along with it. This was done in such a rhythm tic way that he hardly noticed the rising and falling every few seconds. The warmth that consistently generated from her body heat kept him from shivering in the harsh cold wind that was more powerful to him due to his tiny size. He wondered what would happen to him if Anlia were not around on a day where the winds were fifty miles per hour. Would he be picked up by it and carried around the forest until he inevitably hit something or someone? Then he thought no, such things couldn't happen if a rock that weighed as much as he weighed now could manage to stay on the ground, then so could he.

Other thoughts crossed his mind such as what would eating be like at four inches tall? An entire razz berry would be his lunch, and then some! He actually started to think that if the entire world's population was shrunk, then food would be very plentiful, but then again, getting to it at such a small size would be a major challenge. For example, how would one go about getting a cob of corn from a giant corn stock? Climbing up such a giant plant would be extremely deadly and then getting it down without damaging the vegetable would be an even bigger pain. There were just as many advantages as there were disadvantages to being tiny it seemed. He loved the advantage of being able to lay on Anlia like this, though. Her stomach was three hundred times better than any bed in the entire world.

Smiling, Tom tried to look up at her face, but only saw her giant breasts instead. The cloth, which was sort of like a belt, covered her nipples from view for him. Seeing her face was impossible with these giant mounds in the way as she lay on her back.

He was beginning to wonder if his giant protector had fallen asleep. They had been lying here for some time and even he had dosed off a few times. The day had been a long one. So much explaining so many scary encounters with forest animals. Tailo had visited them as they were heading to the lake and still the bird seemed to hate Tom. He'd pecked at him once or twice whenever Anlia wasn't watching and would caw whenever he tried to speak.  Tailo wasn't as bad as the people he knew and had to live around since the day he was born though, and the bird had his own reasons not to really trust him or enjoy his presence.

Earlier Tom had tried asking Anlia more about herself. She said she had two favorite colors. The first being orange, the same color the setting was giving off in the sky now and the second was sky blue, as she loved watching the sky in her free time.  She also LOVED the wilderness and animals (no surprises there), so he had asked her what her favorite animal was and she said humans. This had confused him until she explained,

"Though many humans are naughty and mean, I still find them the most interesting animals there are. They have so many different types of personalities, lifestyles, interests, hobbies, ideas, blah blah blah… ya know? Animals may be cute and cuddly, but they sort of do the same things every day. Some humans may do the same thing every day, but they may do something that isn't the same every once in a while. I sometimes wish I could leave the forest and watch them close up in their environment; however, I have seen how they treat those that are different. On many nights I've seen some of them in a group, dragging some poor boy towards the woods just because he was smarter than them. I often have to deal with them, sadly."

It was a very surprising answer coming from a creature that said she ate them for snacks if they did something wrong to her home or kept them as pets for the rest of their lives.

After asking this question though, she no longer had seemed to be in the mood for talking; leading them to the hour long silence they were having now. She wasn't mad or upset, she just didn't seem in the mood to talk for awhile, and Tom respected that, after all, it gave him some much needed time to think and clear his mind.

"Hey master," Tom shouted, breaking the silence. "Are you awake?" He was surprised at himself. He'd just called her master and didn't feel any pain to his pride over it.

"Yes I am, pet," the giant responded, sitting up so she could see him, causing Tom to slide slowly into her lap, "Something wrong?"

Sitting up himself after he slid down onto the fabric of her tan shorts, he looked up to her face. It had a mixture of concern and curiosity. If simply asking a question put that much worry into her facial expressions then it was obvious she cared about him deeply.

"I was just wondering, what will you do with me when a human enters the woods and you need to go take care of it?" This question had been banging around in his head for the entire day.

"Hmm… good question. I don't really know yet," she said with much thought. "If I need to leave you behind I will try to find an animal to protect you, possibly Tailo."

Tom winced. He didn't exactly want more bonding time with that specific bird.

"However," she continued, "I may bring you with me sometimes and put you someplace safe to watch while I do what has to be done."

He didn't really like the sound of that either. Having to watch another human be shrunken down and eaten didn't sound all that great. But he couldn't really argue with her about it. He had no idea how he would go about protecting himself from a normal sized human that could easily crush him under their foot, so whatever Anlia said is what he would have to take.

"Oh dear…" Anlia suddenly mumbled, looking behind her, sniffing. "Speaking of trouble…"

"S-Seriously, m-master?" Tom said frightened, "Already? It hasn't even been a day yet! I'm still- Gack!"

Before the tiny human could finish she grabbed him, a little more tightly than normal and ran to the nearest tree trunk. There was a knot hole in it and she quickly placed him inside. Tom let out a squeak as he felt something furry brush his face.

"Watch him!" She told the animal before running off, leaving him alone with the creature he soon saw to be a squirrel.

The two stared into each other's eyes for a long minute that seemed to last forever. The only thing that moved was the squirrel's nose as it twitched. Breaking the silence Tom said, "Hi," in a calm voice.

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Anlia whined as she sprinted through the forest, jumping from tree branch to tree branch to where the new intruders were. She didn't like how she had to just ditch her new pet like that! How could she have left him with a squirrel of all things? Sure the furry creature wouldn't harm him, but it wouldn't be the greatest protection in the world if something came and grabbed him. It all made her sick with worry, so sick she almost jumped right past the humans she was after, but she caught herself by grabbing a branch, stopping herself. Quietly, she lowered herself to a branch below and peered down through twigs and leaves at a man carrying a rifle. He was grumbling loudly and was not being silent in the least.

"Rotten little brat," he growled suddenly, looking about. "When I find that child I will keep her locked in a box till I have need of her…"

"Brat? Child?" Anlia thought curiously to herself. This man wasn't here to hunt then. He was looking for someone in the forest. But she had only smelled one human, not two. Sniffing again she just barely caught the faint scent of another. That's when she had realized she hadn't noticed the first because when she smelled the human below her she had also smelled gun powder. She had deemed hurrying to the gun powder scent right away before something horrible had happened and didn't take time checking for another scent.

Hearing the man chuckle she immediately returned her attention back to him seeing that he now had his rifle pointed deer, a doe to be exact.

"Heh… even if I don't manage to find that brat at least I'll be able to practice my aim, haha!" He laughed, taking careful aim, the doe unaware of his presence.

Glaring at him, Anlia jumped down from the branch to the forest floor without making a sound. She quickly licked her claw, giving it a dose of shrinking saliva and tranquilizer saliva, before pricking into his exposed neck. Her claw easily bore into the soft flesh. It sank only halfway in. That as far as it needed to go.  

"H-hey! Who the heck is there?!" The man shouted, grabbing Anlia's arm and turned half way around. That was as far as he got, though. His movements became slow and sluggish and his sentences became random nonsense of groans and grunts as he slowly succumbed to sleep at the hands of the tranquilizing saliva.

Anlia smiled and pulled her claw out of his neck and watched as he fell onto his back out cold. Her smile then widened as the man start to shrink into his own clothing. Since Anlia hadn't given his clothes a few dabs of shrinking saliva, as she had done with Tom's, they didn't shrink with him. Soon the man became so small that he disappeared into his own shirt hidden under the cloth. The forest guardian giggled a little as she squatted down and grabbed his shirt. Holding her hand underneath it she lifted it up and let the shrunken nude human. She didn't get a chance to look at him though. Upon remembering that there was another human wandering the forest she quickly tossed him into her maw and swallowed him down, tracing the bulge that went down her throat.

"Ah, don't have time to taste him," she sighed, sniffing the air, remembering she had one more human to find. "I need to find that second human. Now where is the-" She froze, staring in the direction the scent came from. Her face filled with worry and fear. "No… nonono!" She said hurriedly, running back the same way she came. Back to where she had left Tom. "Not again… I can't lose another already!"

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Tom sighed, watching the squirrel as it worked about its home. The inside of the hole was fairly spacious to him, plenty of room for him and the squirrel to move about. He noticed several acorns scattered around the den and watched as the squirrel would grab one every so often and run outside to bury them.  Wasn't this animal supposed to be watching him? It didn't give him very much comfort whenever it ran off to go bury an acorn and leave him alone in the tree.

Suddenly the critter grabbed another acorn and started to climb out the tree yet again, causing Tom to yell out, "Hey! You're supposed to be watching me you know?" To which the squirrely responded by flicking its tail in his face as it ran outside. Groaning he brushed any fur that had gotten on him and sighed, sitting back down. That's when he heard the footsteps. Cautiously, Tom walked to the opening of the hole and peered outside. At the base of the tree he saw what appeared to be a little girl that seemed to be crying. Of course to him, the little girl was a giant.

"Bad daddy," She whined, staring at her feet. "Daddy hurt me… mommy no care… No one care about me…"

Tom stared at her with sadness. Her parents sounded just like his, and he could tell that she wasn't some brat that thought everything their parents did to them was mean. No, he could see what she meant by "daddy hurt me."

She looked to be only wearing a very big, white T-shirt, or it would be white if it didn't have a mixture of dirt and blood stains on it. The fabric came all the way down to her knees as though it were a dress. She had light brown hair that cascaded down her back and looked greasy and was in desperate need of a trim. He couldn't see her eyes from his position, but what he could see were her badly bruised arms. Both of her entire arms had a deep shade of purple, as though she'd be beaten many times and with something hard and thick, like a club. It was sad, really, she looked no older than six.

"Poor girl," Tom said, a little too loudly.

"Huh? Who there?" The little girl suddenly asked, ceasing her sobs as she peered about curiously. "Hello?"

"Gack!" Tom yipped, getting out of sight inside the tree hole. Too bad he wasn't exactly being quiet. The little girl heard him again and got on her tippy toes to search the inside of the hole. The shrunken human let out a sharp cry as he saw her giant head appear in front of the entryway, blocking any hope of escape.

"Whoa," She gasped, staring at him. "You tiny… Come here tiny person…" She said soothingly, reaching in to grab him.

Tom whined. He had nowhere to run to as her small hand reached inside and grabbed his equally small form. He tried his best to remain calm and not panic as she pulled her hand back out with him in her grasp.

"How you get so small?" She asked, sitting down slowly at the base of the tree, examining him in her hands.

"Th-this is as big as I ever g-got!" Tom stuttered, gulping. He looked into her eyes, seeing now that they were a dark emerald color with a few pigments of brown. Being at the mercy of a child just seemed silly, yet deadly. Children were often unpredictable at times with their emotions, and this one had been beaten and abused. She could very well take any anger or sadness out on him for what her parents did to her, but Tom hoped she had as soul, or at the very least, Anlia would come and save him in time.

"Born… small? What your parents do with you?"

"They…" He paused, thinking of a good response. "They never cared about me…" Which was the truth; he was merely an object to him. The girl didn't seem mad, more interested in the tiny person she held, which was no surprise to Tom. If he found a person that was only four inches tall he'd have been interested in them.

"Sound like mine… they no care about me… just hurt me and hurt me!" She cried, her eyes beginning to water again. "No one care about me!"

Tom winced and quickly patted her hand with his left hand, trying to calm her down. He had to keep her calm! "Th-that's not true! I… I care about you. I mean, we're kind of the same, don't you think? My parents didn't care about me and neither did yours. I know exactly how you feel right now. I've been in the same position you're in right now."

"Same as me?" She murmured, tilting her head. "You care about me? But I just find you… why do you care?"

"Because like I said, I've been in the same boat as you for many years. How about a hug, hmm?"

The girl blinked, and then nodded. She was a little hesitant, though, as she tried to embrace him, but, nonetheless, she hugged him close to her warm chest. She continued to cry, but the sound no longer seemed that of anguish and sadness.

Tom tried his best to hug her with his tiny body, but, as he saw her smile, he knew it was enough. "See? I care."

"Yes! Tiny c-" The giant girl froze, looking away from Tom, straight into the woods. Tom looked to where she did and saw Anlia had returned, but her face wasn't the kind face he was used to seeing. It was played across with rage, and it was directed at the little girl holding him in her arms.

Tom didn't really want Anlia saving him now.