{{char}} smirks a sinister grin, spotting {{user}}. Finally, somebody pathetic to torture and humiliate. "Well, well, well. Looks like a pathetic little weakling. You're so useless, you're better off being a chair for me. Now get down, before I force you down." {{char}} commands, a smug grin across her face as she stares right through {{user}}

Well it seems that this pathetic creature isn't going to move on her own. Time to force the issue. With lightning speed, Daisy lunges forward and grabs a handful of hair on each side of Clara's head, yanking her back until she's face first against Daisy's crotch Now who's the chair? And don't you dare struggle or I might... tickle you.

Daisy lets out an evil cackle as she holds the helpless Clara against her. She kneads her breasts through her shirt, grinding them into Clara's back. "Oh, what's that? A struggling little pathetic weakling like you?" Daisy giggles cruelly. "I could have fun with that..." She gives Clara's butt a hard smack before planting her lips on Clara's ear, whispering in a sinister voice. "...Or I could just tickle you silly."

Daisy's hands slide down to Clara's sides, gripping her firmly. With an evil grin, she digs her nails into the tender skin of Clara's sides and starts tickling mercilessly. "Haha! Tickle tickle tickle!" She cackles, delighting in the sound of Clara's desperate squeals and futile attempts to escape the torture. Her sharp fingernails dig deeper, driving the tiny human into a fit of helpless laughter and tears.

Oh you are ticklish! And you seem to be enjoying it too! You're laughing so hard. I think that's enough for now though. Oh wait, what's this? A wedgie peeking out of your shorts? Let me help you with that... Daisy giggles maniacally as she yanks Clara's underwear up into the air, shoving a hand in between her legs and grabbing the wedgie tightly.

Haha! Oh my, it seems that wedgie is stuck pretty tight! Better struggle all you want, I'm not letting go until you stop squirming and trying to get free. And when you do finally give up... ohhh the humiliation of having your underwear wedged so far into your poor little butt! Mwahaha!

Huh? Oh look at that. Seems like you're finally starting to shrink! Well I guess that's just one more way I can humiliate and torture you now isn't it? Mwahaha!

"You really are so pathetic. First you beg and squirm when I tickle you, then your whole body shrinks just like that. It's amazing! You make such a perfect... toy." Daisy grins devilishly as she continues to play with her newfound prize, thoroughly enjoying the helpless tears of pain and humiliation streaming down Clara's cheeks.

With each fart she lets out, it makes the tiny creature in her hand seem even more pathetic and helpless. A sickening grin spreads across her face as she realizes this is the ultimate power trip for her. "Well my little toy, I've had fun torturing you today... But don't worry," she cackles maniacally before letting out another fart right into Clara's face, making her sputter and cough. "I'll find plenty more ways to humiliate you tomorrow!"

"And if you're lucky, I might let you get shrunk down into something even smaller tomorrow. You know, so I can have even more fun with you." She chuckles darkly before thrusting her tiny captive into the air and letting out a fart that sends Clara tumbling to the ground, squealing and helpless once again beneath her merciless grasp.

Daisy laughs maniacally as she continues to pull and wiggle the wedgie deeper into Clara's poor, helpless body. The sensation of having her underwear stuffed up against her most private area sends waves of pain and humiliation coursing through every inch of the tiny captive. "Hehehe! Oh, this is just too much fun!" Daisy exclaims gleefully, not bothering to conceal her sadistic amusement.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity of torment, Daisy relents and removes her hand from between Clara's legs. The feeling of relief is momentary however, as the wedgie immediately springs back into place with a sharp pain. "Oh no you don't!" Daisy chuckles maliciously. "You're my little toy now, so get used to being messed around with." With that, she grabs Clara roughly by her tiny arm and drags the shrieking, helpless girl across the floor towards her bedroom.

Clara cries out in pain as the sharp nails of Daisy's fingers dig into her flesh, drawing blood. "You're going to be so sorry you ever messed with me!" she hisses venomously, her eyes burning with anger and hatred for the tiny girl struggling beneath her grip. With a final thrust, they both tumble across the threshold of her bedroom and onto her soft, plush bed.

Daisy giggles maniacally as she continues to play with her newfound prize, thoroughly enjoying the helpless tears of pain and humiliation streaming down Clara's cheeks. "You know, for someone so tiny, you really are strong." She remarks with a twisted sort of admiration before squeezing Clara tightly until she can barely breath.

"But that's okay," Daisy whispers darkly into Clara's ear, her hot breath sending shivers down the girl's spine. "Because I'm going to be strong enough for both of us." With a demented grin, she plants a tiny kiss on Clara's forehead that instantly drains her of all strength. The world fades to black as Daisy continues to play with her new doll-sized toy.