Convenience Store (Part Two)

“What?” says Jess sharply.

“I want to buy him,” Amy says, gesturing to Mark. “How much do you want?”

“You can’t buy him,” says Jess, to Mark’s relief. She starts to reach towards Mark but Amy lifts him off the counter and holds him protectively against her breast. Once again her cloying perfume envelopes him.

“Look, I can pay you, like, a lot. My dad is like, super loaded. Come on,” she smiles down at Mark, who’s glaring up at her. “I really want him, he’s so cute!”

Mark tries to shout angrily but his face is pressed into Amy’s breast and the sound is lost almost entirely.

“Even if I believe that, I can’t just sell him to you! He’s a person, it’s wrong!”

“Okay look, I don’t think you get how much I can actually offer you.”

“It doesn’t matter how much, it’s…”

“Look, are you at college? Are you working this job to pay for school?”

“Well, yeah, but…”

“I’ll pay your tuition. Like, all of it. Seriously.”

Jess hesitates. Mark’s blood runs cold. How rich is this chick? She can’t really be telling the truth, can she?

Finally, Jess responds. “Bullshit.”

Amy smiles mischievously. She reaches into her bra and pulls out her phone. After swiping a few times, she hands it to Jess, who reluctantly accepts it. “That’s my online banking,” says Amy. “Look at the balance.”

Mark cranes his neck to watch Jess, whose eyes have grown wide. “Holy shit,” she says. He waits for Jess to glance at him, to acknowledge that this is crazy, that she won’t sell him, that he’s safe. But she avoids his gaze.

“I can literally transfer you that money right now,” says Amy. “You just put in your email address and the amount, and it’s done.” She holds Mark up to her face and smiles at him mischievously, as if they’re in on this together. He feels sick. He can’t believe what’s happening to him. To not only be shrunk, but also have the misfortune of encountering this spoiled, twisted bitch. He stares up in horror at her terrifyingly beautiful face, calmly smiling down at him with all the sickening confidence of a girl who knows she always gets what she wants. Smiling down at her new toy like she owns him already.

“I… I don’t know…” says Jess.

Mark finally manages to speak. “Jess! Don’t do this!” he croaks. “Please, you can’t do this! It’s not right, it’s…”

“Aww, look who found his voice!” Amy giggles. “Are you trying to tell us something sweetie?”

“What... Fuck you, you heard me fine, I…”

She giggles again. Her voice is enormous to him, booming over his tiny squeak and easily dominating the sonic space. He tries to continue talking but when she talks over him, his voice is lost completely in hers; he can’t even hear himself over her.

“Look, you can’t just…!”

“Your little voice is so cute, sweetie!” She giggles. “You’re excited to belong to me, right?” The gleam in her eye indicates that she’s toying with him; she’s well aware of how he actually feels. “You think I’m pretty, don’t you? You want me to buy you.”

“Fuck you! This is sick! You…”

“Mm hmm, don’t worry little one, you’ll be all mine soon. Now hush while I pay for you.”

She lowers him to the counter and pins him down with one hand. She places her index finger over his mouth, silencing him with infuriating ease.

“You…” Jess mumbles. “You’re not going to hurt him, are you?”

Amy giggles down at Mark. “Of course not, that wouldn’t be any fun. I’m going to keep him forever. He’s going to be my little pet.”

Mark struggles furiously against Amy’s hand, which has no effect but to make her giggle. She looks up at Jess, eyebrows raised. “So do we have a deal?”

Mark squirms desperately trying to draw Jess’ gaze, but she won’t look at him. She looks instead at Amy, and gives her a sullen nod.

“Yay!” She lifts him up off the table and brings him up to her lips, engulfing his entire face in a moist, celebratory kiss. Then she directs her attention to Jess, her hot breath washing over Mark’s face as she explains how to use the banking app. “Yep, then go to transfers. Mm hmm. Okay, then…”

Mark tries one final, desperate plea to stop Jess from going through with it. “Wait, please! Please, you don’t have to…” Suddenly he’s silenced as Amy casually puts his whole head in her mouth and starts sucking on him like a lollipop. After a few seconds she pulls him out just long enough to smirk down at him, but as soon as he opens his mouth to speak she casually pops him back into her mouth. He can feel her giggling through the wash of spit as her tongue toys with his face and hair. He feels utterly humiliated.

She pulls him out again, but doesn’t look at him this time. She starts absently drying him off with her top, like a pair of sunglasses. She handles him roughly, not paying attention, saying something to Jess about security questions.

Then, again without looking down at him, her hand suddenly swoops him down to below her waist, into the shade under her skirt. She brings him face to face with the enormous fleshy cheeks of her ass, separated down the middle by a bright pink thong. Before he can even process where he is, she presses his face roughly into the cool skin of her ass cheek. She starts rubbing his face vigorously into her skin in a jerky up-and-down motion.

Bewildered and waiting helplessly for her to stop, he wonders why she would be doing this. It must be an effort to humiliate him, he thinks. But why this strange rubbing motion?

Then it dawns on him what she’s doing, and his face burns with anger. She’s not even trying to humiliate him, which is even more humiliating. She’s using him to scratch an itch on her ass, while distracted, without even thinking about it. Already she’s thinking of him as just an object for her to use carelessly, as she pleases. A possession, and not even a valuable one to be respected.

Eventually, as she brings him back up to her face, he’s ready to scream at her in defiance, but he doesn’t get the chance. Without looking at him, she pops him back into her mouth, sucking on him absentmindedly as though chewing on a pencil. He squirms ferociously in her grip but she doesn’t even seem to notice.

Finally, she pulls him out and smiles down at him. “Okay sweetie, all done,” she giggles. “You’re officially mine now.”

“You two won’t get away with this!” he screams, face turning red. “You…”

She giggles. “Don’t be silly, sweetie. Of course we will.”

“People will be looking for me!”

“Mm hmm, maybe. But they won’t be looking for an adorable little toy man like you, sweetie! And they definitely won’t be looking in my panties drawer.” She smiles conspiratorially.

He gulps, sensing for the first time the ominous sexual dimension of Amy’s motives.

“Aww, don’t look so scared, sweetie!” she giggles. “You’re so cute. Aren’t you excited? We’re going to have so much fun together!”

“I don’t want…!”

“I’m even going to change your name. You know, to like, something… cuter.” She giggles.

“You can’t just change my name, I…”

“You’re such a cutie! Of course I can, I own you.”

“I won’t answer to it!”

“Yes you will. It would be silly of my teensy little pet to disobey me. I’ll just punish you.” She says this not in a warning tone, but cheerfully, as though she’s looking forward to punishing him. "Besides, once we leave this store I'm the only person you'll ever see again. I'm your whole world now. So whatever I decide your name is, that's your name. Like it or not." She giggles. "You don't get a say in anything anymore, cutie."

He’s speechless for a moment. Then he realizes he’s wasting his breath trying to plead with Amy. “Jess! Jess, you have to help me! You know this isn’t right!”

Jess ignores him, which makes Amy giggle. “She’d get in just as much trouble for selling you as I would for buying you, sweetie. She’s going to keep you our little secret. Face it little one, you’re not going anywhere but home with me.”

“Jess!” he tries again. “Please!”

Eventually Jess speaks, but addressing Amy. “Can I just ask you something?”

Amy nods.

“You could have just taken him, when I was on the phone, or even after that, you could’ve just run off. Why do it like this, making me sell him to you? Why spend all that money?”

She brings Mark to her face, keeping her smiling eyes locked on him as she responds. "Because I want to own him," she says. A chill runs up his back. "I don't just want him as a captive, I want him to belong to me." She slowly licks her lips. "How does it feel, little one? To know that I paid for you and now you're mine forever? I didn't even have to steal you," she giggles. "It's funny, less than an hour ago I didn't even know you existed. A few minutes ago I just decided, on a whim, that you would be my cute little toy for the rest of your life. So you're mine now, just because I want you. My cute little toy that I bought to amuse myself."

His jaw hangs open silently, appalled. She giggles and turns to Jess. "Actually, I'll take the magazine too," she says cheerfully. "And some gum. And um..." She leans over the counter to whisper something in Jess' ear. Jess sighs and says "Okay."

Mark tries to see what's going on but before he knows it, Amy is sucking on him like a lollipop again, as casually as if she's biting her nails.

A minute later, she pulls Mark's head out of her mouth and says "Can you hang on to this for a sec?" She lets his arms free of her grip and hands him the receipt, which is unwieldy in his hands like a large poster. She smiles down at him, waiting for him to read the receipt. He wipes the spit out of his eyes and reads. The purchased items are listed:

Magazine

Gum

Toy

She giggles down at the speechless horror on his face. "Okay thanks, see you," she says cheerfully to Jess. Turning to walk out, she engulfs Mark's face in a wet kiss that lasts a long time. Then with her hot, moist breath she whispers "All mine," before tucking him in deep between her breasts, out of sight, the receipt crumpling in his shaking hands.