This is @thehealingplum ‘s fault. I decided to shoot my shot with writing a little story, which features some dramatic size difference/macro-micro. I hope you guys enjoy it, I don’t write often, but this fandom has made me incredibly productive.
18+ Story, No minors please!
Captured by Harlequin
You flutter your eyes gently as you stir yourself awake, you couldn’t remember anything that happened to you the night before at the circus. As your began to adjust, you noticed the familiar green and black fabric walls of a circus tent. “Oh no..”, you thought. “How did I get here? Where is he? What did he do?”
As you looked more closely, you saw the metal bars around you. You were imprisoned, so much more dramatically than Pierrot’s tent. “Rise and shine my darling..~” his words, like a snake, slithered through the air, rattling your ears, tingling your spine. There he was, in the corner. Only thing visible in that shadowy void were his piercing green eyes and that bright, sharp grin of his teeth. “I hope you slept well. You were quite the troublemaker for me last night. Never thought you’d be kicking and screaming THAT much.”
You were scared, angry. You were throwing questions at him left and right, wondering where Pierrot was, why you were taken, on and on. “Quiet.” Harlequin said grinning. “No one’s coming to save you, not even HIM. You. Are mine. At least… for now. Until this little trick wears off.” What in the hell was he talking about? What trick?
“Oh, can’t you tell? Silly me, let me get closer and let you reaaaaally see…” As his form slowly creeps out from the shadows to approach you, more of his features are revealed as he… looks…. Taller…
No… that can’t… he’s still coming..? He’s… he’s huge… GIANT even.
No!! He’s not giant… and you’re not in a prison cell. You… were shrunken down!! YOU’RE IN A CAGE!
He leans down to your avian imprisonment with this devilish, obnoxious grin, giving a little whisper, “Have you figured it out yet…. Mouse~?” Your heart sank as you whimpered and fell back, slight panicked breathing as all you could do was stare in fear. His eyes pierced through your soul, any harder and you could probably see everything he thought of doing to you. Those intense, ravenous eyes.
“Look at you…” he growled lowly, tongue peeking out between his teeth. He slid his fingers through the bars of your cage, for now just to hold them. Were the bars there to keep you in? Or… keep him out..? “So… small.. so weak… so pathetic and… HELPLESS…,” his mouth opened wider with each word, the slimy saliva dripping from his teeth and lathering his tongue. “The things I could do to you…” one eye twitched a little as he clenched his fingers into fists, bending the bars of your cage. “…and you can’t do anything to save yourself. Just how I want you..~” You could see the faintest blush on his face. He was insanely enjoying this.
You were shaking all over, you weren’t sure what was going to happen. Frozen in fear, you scooted yourself to the back of the cage, which made Harlequin form an amused grin. “That’s it… cower for me.” Suddenly, he ripped open the door to your cage and reached in for you, gripping your whole body tight in his palm before pulling you out, the pressure of his grip made you wince and let out a small whimper.
He held you close to his masked face, staring at you like food. He was practically drooling, and his breath hit you like gusts of wind, smelling of meat and carnival snacks.
He snarled at you eagerly before composing himself some. He lowered himself to the ground, opening his hands up to free you from his grip. Confused and taking a step back, you wondered what he was doing. With a concerningly softer smile, he caressed your cheek with one of his green gloved fingers, before his eyes gave off an ominous glow.
“Ten seconds… run…~”
One of those seconds spent already figuring out what he meant before you broke off into a sprint. Harlequin pressed his fingertips to the floor, his feet prepped, formed like a cat ready to pounce.
Time was ticking, but you weren’t getting far. This was just eye candy for him. He set you up for defeat. 3….2….1…
A hungry growl released from his lips. “You can’t escape ME, MOUSE~” With that ten second head start, you never stood a chance as he immediately pounced onto you, knocking you to the floor. “Don’t you get it?! YOU WERE MINE THE MOMENT I SAW YOU!” As he slithered his long, forked tongue out of his mouth, he pushed it against your tiny body, immediately soaking you in saliva. He licked, and licked, and breathed against you. That same stench from before. “YOU… were never.. EVER… going to get out.”
He wrapped you in his tongue, letting out a satisfied moan, before holding you between his fingers. “You taste so delicious, my little mouse.” He let out one last sigh against you. “As… perfect and useless as you are… I have to… regrettably let you go now. The effect is going to wear off soon and I can’t keep you…. Just yet..~”
Suddenly, you feel dizzy, lightheaded, your eyes flutter in and out of consciousness... “We’ll see how much longer I can keep you next time. Sweet dreams, my little darling…” You hear his menacing chuckle as you drift away into sleep…
