Chapter 494: Tiny Tina

“I haven’t eaten since I got here, but I think I can keep up,” I told Tina.

“Maybe. You look a bit big to do parkour gracefully and not to bust your ass,” Tina teased. “I guess we will see, won’t we?”

You didn’t get the memo, I see. You’re challenging a grandmaster in all martial arts to do some jumps, flips, rolls, walk narrow ledges, and bounce off walls. I would freak out the Ninja Warrior people.

I went to my apartment here to find some workout clothes. It wasn’t hard to find a pair of biking shorts with a reinforced crotch and a shirt that fit me like a second skin. Shoes were the most challenging. Tina tagged along and followed me into the bedroom since I didn’t tell her she couldn’t.

“I can do barefoot, but I know the staff gets onto the kids about not wearing shoes everywhere outside where it is safe to be barefoot. That would be like thumbing my nose at them, which I don’t want to do. I can’t decide on climbing shoes, sneakers, or Jika-tabi. Suggestions?”

Tina looked skeptical when she pushed past me into my closet.

She was still in shock when she asked. “These are it? You spend barrels of cash on total strangers and wear generic sneakers, no-name climbing shoes, and worker-grade Jika-tabi?”

“What? It is what I’ve always had. They are comfortable, wear better than some name brands, and cost a tenth of the price. I don’t need anything fancy except when wearing something equally fancy,” I told her. “Who am I trying to impress?”

Tina didn’t know what to think and told me to figure it out. She returned a few minutes later wearing Jaki-tabi and one of Ellen’s bodysuits.

She looked at me oddly and asked, “Did Ellen hit a big growth spurt recently? These fit me like a glove, and Ellen was smaller the last time she was here.”

“Puberty,” I told Tina. “Those are probably yours now. She is larger than you everywhere except for her hips and chest. It won’t be long on her chest, but I suspect she won’t have much for hips until she has her first kid. I’ve seen the girls and women in her family recently. They don’t have much for hips, either. If my clothes fairies didn’t already suspect you would come up with me while I changed, they were for Ellen before she grew a bit. They would look amazing on you, but you have to lose that sports bra and panties or raid Ellen’s top dresser drawer for ones that don’t show through the bodysuit. Either way, Ellen isn’t going to be fitting into them anymore. Those they made as a compromise to Ellen going nude.”

Tina left and came back, shaking her head before saying. “I thought you wanted to sneak into her room to see if my birthmark goes from my head to my ankle. I wouldn’t have minded.”

I traced it from her head to her ankle, through her bodysuit and tabi.

“I saw the videos, Tina. I think it is cool. Be happy you don’t have Faith’s looks,” I told her.

She turned her head a bit and asked, “Faith? Who is Faith? Did you adopt another kid?”

“I’m Faith, and I haven’t been a kid for a few years. I don’t know for sure, but I think I’m older than David, but no one still alive knows,” Faith said, walking into the room nude and with her hair still wet. “At least you can get a tan. Me, I’m stuck with pale white and freckles. Don’t even start on how it makes you stand out. I look ten, have this funky white and pinkish hair, and have one purple and one blue eye. All of that, and I’ll still make you look ready for a walker.”

“Yeah, right,” Tina joked.

Faith went over to open a backpack and got what looked similar to what Tina wore when competing.

“No way are you going to get me to wear shoes, David. You’ve met Ava, Ellen, and my family. I was crawling through broken glass since I was a baby, and that was because one of the boys hid all the tacks, staples, and pieces of razor blades. That was before I met any of them.” Faith said as she went to Tina.

Faith pulled off Tina’s bodysuit and had her put on some shorts and a top as Faith wore.

“Trust me. While the body suits look and feel comfortable, Ellen’s got her grandfather’s genetics, and she doesn’t need to sweat to control her body temperature. When you start to sweat, that thing will slide around as if you rubbed yourself with cooking oil before putting it on. Wear those shorts if you don’t want to be hairless between your legs and have a raw pussy. They have a padded crotch that sucks the moisture away,” Faith told her.

“Who are you to Ellen?” Tina asked.

“If you believe the family, I’m Ellen’s cousin. In reality, I was a bit of a replacement for a kid that died, and I was odd enough looking that they kept me around. I wasn’t their family, and it was time to move on, so I came home with David, but I live down the street at Camden’s house,” Faith replied.

A nurse and three big orderlies rushed Faith. They were fast enough that I think they could catch Ellen if they got her in a small area.

They had Faith’s top off when the nurse said, “Good try, Faith, but no cookies for you today. You can’t play with David and Tina until we get you wired back up again. Secondly, you aren’t even close about your age, Faith. According to something someone named Elise sent to the lab, you are closer to ninety-two years old. You have a crazy condition that messes with how your body matures and grows. She told me to tell you that she found pictures to prove it. From the information this Elise woman managed to dig up, your body developed as expected until around two. By then, you were walking and talking some, but your growth and development slowed down to approximately ten years for every one year for an average child. It cleared up a ton of the crazy data we got from you. You don’t have any pubic hair because you have the body of a ten-year-old, except for your vagina, which appears to have decided it wanted something more than pencils and your fingers. For all their faults, it seems that Ava’s grandfather found you precious, so he did all he could to keep people from noticing how you never seemed to age. It appears he did it well. I can’t be sure I believe any of it, but some things you can’t fake. Elise told me she apologized profusely for never noticing you, or she would have helped you. The good news is that whatever they’ve used to keep you ignorant about the passing of time and those around you growing up, marrying, having kids, and dying is totally out of your body. Elise guessed that happened when a bunch of people died at one time.”

Faith was trying to process everything as they wired her up. The man-in-the-machine must have provided the subdermal, human-body electrical impulse-powered microsensors. Faith now had a small transceiver molded onto her back between her shoulder blades that went down two inches. The nurse checked her tablet to confirm they were getting data from all the sensors.

“Now you go play like the kid you look, old woman,” the nurse joked. “Seriously, though, you have the body of an eleven-year-old with the toned muscles of an athlete. Be nice to Tina. She is in excellent shape for a woman in her thirties trapped inside a body that still appears to be fourteen.”

“Great, lady, thanks. I was hoping David wouldn’t give any thought to how old I might be now instead of how I appear,” Tina grumbled.

One of the orderlies joked, “Beware of cougars, David. They get testy when someone tells them how old they are.”

Faith asked the nurse, “Can you make sure the mental health people you trust get the update that I may not be crazy after all?” I believe what Elise told you, which explains a lot. Now I need to go exercise to work this through.”

“Come on, children, come humor the old woman,” Faith said and burst out laughing. “Only as old as you feel, right?”

The women took off running. I knew where they were headed and that there was a purposefully dark nook to the right of my balcony. I slipped over the railing and dropped fifteen stories to the ground with no one looking, landing silently.

“You kids need to go find a room, not a dark nook to play stink finger,” I told the two kids I landed a foot behind.

I slipped around them and headed toward the course. When the girls got there, I sat kicked back, waiting.

“Geeze you, two old women are slow,” I teased.

Both stood there with confused looks on their faces.

Finally, Faith asked, “How the fuck could beat us here.”

“I thought you two were into parkour,” I teased again. “It only takes seconds to kick down fifteen stories when there are three walls. Should I give you old women a head start?”

“A head start? My ass,” Tina said, tearing off into the parkour course with Faith hot on her heels.

I’ve got a least a foot on both of you.

I saw that we had an audience, so I decided to show off.

I found a railing at the perfect height for a backflip onto a two-inch-wide ledge. I wasn’t sure if the top of the poles were for someone to jump on, but they worked for me. My stride and jumps had me ahead of Tina and Faith. Deciding to have fun, I dropped as Faith was about to me. Before she knew what had happened, I had stripped her shorts and panties off her. I kicked back and forth up a nearby wall and did a flip to drop down beside Tina. I stayed near her until she jumped into an underground tunnel. I snagged her top. Both women never saw me coming and might have gotten a glimpse of me moving away from them. I had both nude before halfway through their individually chosen paths through the course. Seeing kids from the complex working on mastering different areas, I got an idea. When I found a girl with the same chest size as Tina, I stripped the girl out of her shirt and sports bra and replaced them with Tina’s top. I did the same with Faith’s top and bottoms. I had to apologize to a boy for stealing his shorts as he couldn’t wear Tina’s bottoms, at least not comfortably. When the two women finished the course, I held out ice-cold sports drink bottles.

“What the hell are you, a Ninja,” Faith asked.

Well, it appears I was there when Nijitsu first appeared and spent centuries becoming a grandmaster at it.

“I guess you could say that,” I said as I pulled Faith into my lap to hug her as she tried to get her breath back. “I’m a grandmaster in all martial arts. Ninjitsu is only a minuscule part of all martial arts. That doesn’t matter anyway, does it? My reflexes are faster than any human on Earth. While waiting on my friends to get put back together or be so dead that they put them in a body bag, I broke endoskeletons. My dick is the only thing I didn’t bulk up during that time. That came from genetics all on its own.”

Tina’s eyes widened, and she asked, “That was you? There is no way. That was only, what, three years ago?”

“Four at the end of the summer, right around when school starts,” I told them. “I wasn’t kidding about giving you a head start. You’ve seen Ellen going all out. I can snatch her out of the air without her even noticing I’m there before I do it. I mean, you have all the proof you need. Both of you look cute as hell in those clothes.”

That is still going to take you a few seconds to process.

I hugged Faith and patted Tina’s leg as I said, “I’m taller, stronger, and faster than you both, plus more agile. Bitch at me about bragging, but I tire out Ellen and usually haven’t even broken a sweat. You two seem pretty well matched, given your being ancient.”

I caught a tennis ball someone aimed to hit Tina in the face. I threw it back at the girl hard enough to slam into her breastbone and knock the wind out of her. Tina saw the girl drop to her knees.

“About time someone showed her she isn’t as hot as she thought,” Tina told me. “I saw her throw the ball, but it hit her in the chest. You aren’t fucking with us about being fast, are you? Her reflexes don’t match Ellen’s by a long shot, but she is damn quick. A bit of a bully too, but in a competitive way. She pushes everyone else to work harder to get even with her. Think you can catch her, get her over your knee, expose her bare butt, and then lightly pat it to let her know you could be spanking her?”

I sat Faith on the bench beside Tina, took maybe ten steps, picked up the girl, got her back to the bench, and sat between the two women. The girl had her coal-black butt exposed for everyone to see, but that was all. No way to see her pussy.

When the girl got her breath back, she realized her predicament.

“No, please. Not that. Rape me, bite off my nipples, anything but spanking me,” the girl said, trembling in fear.

I lightly patted her butt a few times before pulling the back of her sweatpants back up.

I didn’t know about her, but my implant corrected that while I patted her butt.

“Tanisha, I may look like a dumb brute, but I’m not. I wouldn’t put you through your private hells again, not here, where you are safe. You’ve been more than a bit of a bully lately because you are one of the best on this course. We both know that you are better than this, Tanisha. Two things to remember. One is don’t ever do something like that to anyone near me. That wasn’t cool. Another time, maybe, but not when someone just tried to beat me. Secondly, Tina told me to get you over my lap with your butt exposed for all to see. It looked much better now, so I had to touch it,” I told her.

She got a bit pissed and fought to get up. I let her but then got her on my lap, facing me. Tina and Faith blocked anyone from seeing my hand go between Tanisha’s legs. Looking into her eyes, I pushed my thumb down hard against her clit. Her eyes went wide, and then she came hard.

I kissed her on the nose and whispered, “Better?”

She nodded and apologized to Tina for being a bully. After they cleared the air, Tanisha headed off to apologize to various kids.

“You just made her cum?” Faith asked.

“Made who cum?” I asked back.

“Tanisha. You made her cum with your thumb,” she replied.

I smiled as I asked her, “I did? No way. Girls take a long time to get off. Ask her if she got off sitting in my lap. Then we can both know.”

“Argh! You are so damn annoying, David. I saw you make her cum, and I know you won’t even talk about it,” Tina said. “I don’t have a problem with it, provided you don’t tell anyone about what we are going to do in your bedroom as soon as I can get up to walk there with you.”

“Not me. My pussy hurts,” Faith said, and it made all three of us burst out laughing.

I got both girls to the nearest open cafeteria to get something to eat. Faith had a quick salad and said she had to get back to talking to the head doctors. A lot was returning to her now, and she needed to figure out what parts were genuine from those that couldn’t be.

Tina finally got herself full and said, “David. It is hard to believe that you are a fantastic person, as everyone says. Ellen is biased. My friend helped me through those tough times. I trusted her with my life, and I still do. She thinks the world of you too, but how can it be real?”

“You think I have any clue? I know that my parents raised me to be the best person I could be, even when I had dark times of my own. Not like yours, but it got bad enough that I had kids watching over me to make sure I didn’t kill myself, even if I was ignoring them,” I told her.

“I heard about that. It’s a real-life thing kids hear about when they are hitting low points. To me, it makes me wonder if you are just a damn good sociopath or some form of equally fucked up in your head. They are damn good at making people believe what they want them to see, but it is all lies,” Tina told me.

“So far, the head shrinkers haven’t found out if I am some lunatic hiding behind an impenetrable facade. I’ve talked to my long-time friends about it. They say I’m not crazy,” I told her. “Then again, that is what I would say if I was crazy and trying to convince you I’m not. Either way, you still don’t know and have to make that up in your mind for yourself. You can figure that out when you wake up. It is after three in the morning, and it has been a long day for me. What do you say to me to help you get a shower before going to bed?”

“Huh? A shower? Will you help me get one? I stink, but I can barely keep my eyes open,” Tina said.

We went to her apartment she shared with the head of HR. I was in the shower with Tina when her friend opened the shower door to check on Tina. She was worried when she heard a male’s voice and the water running.

“Can you find her whatever she wears to bed? She’s a zombie right now, and nothing she has said in the last little while has been intelligible. I know what she wanted tonight, but instead, she gets a shower and is tucked into bed. I’ll crash in the recliner unless you prefer I sleep on the couch or floor. I don’t want her waking up and letting all those crazy thoughts that women get rushing through her head. Waking up with me in bed isn’t what she needs right now, but I don’t want her to think I abandoned her, either. I don’t know what is going through her mind now or when she wakes up. That’s the best I can think of right now. She can talk about it with the shrinks if she wants, but I’m not going to tell them anything.”

“Ok. Goodnight. Lock up and turn off the lights,” she told me as she staggered back to bed.

Did she know she walked out here naked, and I couldn’t miss that she had pussy juices running down the inside of her thighs?

Around five, I woke up to someone turning on the lights. It was only briefly, and then I felt someone crawling into my lap. I reached over to get the blanket off the arm of the couch, pulled it over us, tucked it around whoever it was, and then went back to sleep. They were still there when I started to wake up a few hours later. The head of HR tried to be quiet as she got ready for work. When she finished in the bathroom, I carried the person on my lap and put them on the throne. They needed to pee. The girl did the automatic patting dry but didn’t move otherwise. I got her panties pulled back up and carried her back out to the chair.

The head of HR reached down to rub the girl’s face with the back of her fingers as this girl slept.

“We’ve hoped that Val would seek out someone to help her feel safe. Tina’s competition was her escape long before that party. She knew she had a little sister on some level. After the party, all Tina did was practice and compete. Val got sent to live with her aunt when her parents got the first hint of the shit storm from the party. No one knows for sure what happened to her aunt. Val got dropped off on her parent’s doorstep. Her aunt was never seen or heard from again. Tina called the police as she sat on the porch, unable to return to the house. The cops found her little sister sitting at the kitchen table, eating a bowl of cereal with sour, chunky milk. It was all she knew how to make after eating up all the cheese, lunchmeats, chips, cookies, and then anything else she could find first, even the vegetables,” Amy whispered so as not to wake Val. “From the video, Val walked in right as her parents tightened up the rope, as her parents kissed for the last time. Many experts analyzed it. Val appears on the edge of the frame. It made the experts seem fairly sure that her parents heard Val ask why they dumped her off at her aunt’s home. The looks on their faces showed shock and surprise. Her parents looked at each other, shrugged, and then hung themselves, and Val didn’t have anyone to call. Her aunt left her. She only vaguely remembered Tina as her sister. It was days before her dad’s decaying body dropped to the floor, then her mother the next day. Tina came home two days after that. Her sister went to foster care, and Tina got emancipated the next day.”

It turned out that Val’s foster mom went off to a church camp with her two children. Val, another girl, and a boy were there with her foster father. Both kids said Val stunk between her legs, even though she showered in the morning and bathed at night. Her panties had something disgusting in them too. Her foster father took one sniff and called his wife. Their daughter got yeast infections at least once a month from when she was three until her body hit puberty. He knew the smell, and when he told his wife about Val’s panties, she told him he had to check on her. He had her foster mom and their daughter on the video call. They told her what her foster father had to do and why. It seems she understood what they told her. Even though everyone thought it was the man touching her private place.