Smallara Episode 238: A Giantess Story

Jordan couldn’t believe it. Sara had just basically told him he was hers. Even Tiffany, Sara’s mother did nothing to set Sara straight from that line of thinking. She just threatened to take him away like he was a cell phone she could ground her from for a week for not following the house rules.

“I don’t know if Daniela is going to be able to get me out of this. God, why didn’t I look into this more? Why didn’t I take this more seriously? The government is out here taking people’s rights away. Taking my rights away for that matter. I paid my taxes. I’m an American citizen and now my own government has sold me off to my teenage neighbor. They probably voted for this. I mean, I think voted for this if I’m being fair but I didn’t know.” Jordan said to himself as he paced back and forth on the counter.

“Okay, calm down Jordan. Think this through. Okay, first things first. What’s your next step? I can’t believe it’s been three days and I’m back to where I started. I’m trapped on this kitchen counter once again.” Jordan said to himself as he spun around trapped with no way down. Sara and Ellie had stepped away and were somewhere in the house. Tiffany was outside. Knowing that there was nothing he could do Jordan sat down on the counter and waited.

Several minutes went by before he heard the thunderous footsteps of Sara and Ellie return. As they pushed the door open Jordan wanted to scream and cry. As he looked at his teenage neighbor reappearing in the room. Jordan couldn’t find any words.

“Okay, Body Hottie. Mocha is up in my room and the door is closed. So you don’t need to worry. So now you can safely start cleaning the baseboards in the kitchen.” Sara said as she walked back into the Kitchen with Ellie.

“You’re not serious. That will take me forever.” Jordan said.

“Well, I’m going to sweep the floor and do the mopping. We both have our parts. Trust me, I know what your thinking right now. I’ve been waiting for it to hit you for a couple of days now. The best thing for you right now is for me to help you down and then you can start scrubbing. Let the normalcy of the task hit you.” Sara said calmly.

“You can’t be serious. Your parents bought me and gifted me to you. How do you think that makes me feel? I, I’m stuck like this. Look at me! I can’t possibly do any effective cleaning. This would take you like 15 minutes at most.” Jordan shouted.

“Hmm, probably like 10,” Sara said looking around. “However, I’m having you do it. See where it says scrub baseboards on the chore chart on the fridge. That means we just have to do it. I don’t like this any more than you do.” Sara said.

“It also says, Sara. This is your chore you’re having me do.” Jordan said.

“I mean he does have you on that one. It does say, Sara.” Ellie said while snickering.

“We can make a Body Hottie-specific chore chart with tasks designed just for you if you like. Hmm, let me think. Maybe cleaning the crumbs that have fallen between keyboard keys. That feels like a good Tuesday chore. Let’s see, the school requires us to keep our shoes clean. So maybe you can give them a good buff on Wednesdays. I got a bunch of new Pokemon cards that need to be put into protective sleeves and the cards in sleeves I play with need a good cleaning from the fingerprints. ” Sara said before Jordan interrupted her.

“Sara, Ma’am, I believe we have a misunderstanding. I know my voice can be quieter now. I was trying to say, this is your chore you’re having me do. Thank you for trusting me with such an important chore. See that inflection point just doesn’t always carry over. We don’t need Body Hottie-specific chores.” Jordan argued. He knew given time she could come up with hundreds of things he could do and he wasn’t about to give her the opportunity.

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