Tina's New Home

Chapter 1: Tina's New Home

Editor's Note: This is my first attempt at a story like this. All characters are of course over the age of 18, but this story will include things such as lezdom, gaslighting, manipulation, body modification, non-con, humiliation, and more.

I do have a general plan where I'll be going with the next part of this story, but I will always appreciate creative criticism as well as suggestions on what I could do in the future of this story.

If this story does well, I also have a few other ideas in mind that could be turned into their own stories.

Synopsis: This is just the start to a story I plan to continue to work on. About a sweet, naive, and innocent, self conscious adult at the age of 25. She's been kicked out by her stepdad and must find a new place to live. Luckily for her, she does find a new place to live. Unluckily for her, her roommate quickly proves to be more than she can handle.

A cute, petite little girl with a pale face and a splatter of freckles under her eyes and across her nose stood nervously. Her dyed red hair flowing down to the middle of her back and she was wearing one of her trademark anime shirts and blue shorts as she stood in the hallway of the apartment building, nervously fidgeting with her shirt with one hand as her free hand clutched her rolling suitcase. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a folded piece of paper and flipped it fully open.

"Apartment 24B." She whispered to herself before taking a deep breath. Reaching up, she steadied her breathing and knocked on the door to the apartment and waited. A minute passed and she reread the paper in her hand once more for certainty before trying to knock again. Another minute and still no answer. Beginning to question things, she nervously started to dance from one foot to the other. She checked her phone and saw another minute had passed. Reaching up again she knocked once more, only for the door to swing wide open and to be greeted by the current resident. The petite girl couldn't find words as her eyes wandered over the sight before her.

The black woman in front of her looked to be a few years older than her, standing confidently in a towel wrapped around her torso as she finished wrapping another towel around her hair to dry it. The red haired girl had to strain her neck as her eyes traveled over the woman's larger body to look up into the woman's eyes, though it took her an extra bit of willpower to not let her eyes linger on the woman's impressive breasts too long as she was at perfect eye level. The black giantess gave the nervous girl a warm smile before speaking to her in a kind tone.

"Yes my dear? Are you lost?"

It took the smaller girl a moment to gather her thoughts and she held up the paper that she only now realized she had crumpled up in her nervous fidgeting.

"N-no ma'am. I'm Tina." The ma'am earned Tina a little chuckle from the tall woman that caused her pale cheeks to burn red.

"Oh my, yes, Tina! We talked on the phone about you wanting a place to live, of course. I didn't think you'd be such a tiny little thing. Please, come in and let's talk."

She turned around and made her way into the living room of the apartment, leaving the door wide open. Tina quickly hurried in after her, closing the door behind her and dragging her suitcase along with her. Just as the blush was starting to leave her cheeks she arrived in the surprisingly large living room of the impressive apartment and saw the large woman sitting comfortably still only wearing the towels. Immediately the heat returned to Tina's cheeks as she couldn't help but stare at the strong and confident woman.

The older woman gave another chuckle as she took a moment to size the girl up before pointing to the suitcase.

"Getting a little ahead of yourself, aren't you? Bringing your things before you've been interviewed?"

"O-oh! Uhm, I mean, I didn't have much of an option. My step-dad kicked me out, saying I was a free-loader. So, yeah..." Tina trailed off nervously, back to fidgeting with her shirt as her eyes traveled down to the floor, hesitating briefly when they scanned over the strong woman's legs and feet.

"Oh, you poor thing. Well, I can't promise you anything more than a fair interview."

"Of course! I understand!"

"Good girl." The woman's pleased smile and gentle words had an immediate effect on Tina as she gave a cute smile in response. The woman then continued, as she motioned for the small girl to take a seat next to her by patting the couch.

"Okay, we'll go over the simple stuff. My name is Imani, this is my apartment, I work from home so I'll be here most of the time unless I'm out with friends or on a date, and I like my place kept nice. I'm not a neat freak, but I don't want to deal with someone making messes all over the place either." Her last statement had a little more of an edge to it, as though warning the small white girl.

"Oh, of course! I-I'm Tina-oh uhm, you already knew that. I, uhm, don't have a job right now but I promise to get one as soon as I can! And, and I'll do my best to clean up after myself, I promise!" Tina was still on edge, more so now that she was sitting next to the gorgeous woman who still towered over her even as they sat next to each other.

"Hmm...and I like to have parties and get together with friends." Imani continued without acknowledging Tina's words. "How old are you exactly anyway? I don't want to have to worry about having alcohol around here and stuff if you're underage."

"N-no! I'm old enough, I promise. I'm 25." Tina looked up into Imani's eyes and saw her raise an eyebrow in suspicion. Wanting to prove the truth to the black girl, she reached into her pocket and pulled out her small wallet and revealed her ID to her, only to earn another laugh from the large woman.

"Wow, you really are 25? And you're 4'11? That's hilarious!"

"What? What's so funny?" The familiar blush had returned to Tina's cheeks as she started to get annoyed at the laughter.

"Girl, I'm only 22 and you called me ma'am!" Imani kept laughing as she watched Tina's entire face go red. "Aw, it's okay. I'm sure most girls are "ma'am" and "miss" to you Tiny Tina. After all, most of us know how to manage to have a job."

The nickname only added to the small girl's humiliation as she was reminded of the hateful teasing all through her school years due to her shortness and lack of breasts. She couldn't fight back the tears that welled up in her eyes and she sniffled as one tear ran down her cheek.

She was caught by surprise when the large, soft arms wrapped around her and brought her head to rest on the wonderful breasts that belonged to Imani.

"Shh, shh. It's okay. I didn't mean to make you cry, I just thought it was so cute!"

Cute? Tina felt a little tingle run through her body. All through school she was teased so much that she never had the chance to date and never had anyone give her a compliment like that besides the typical parental praise. Before she knew it she was snuggling into the warm embrace and even let out a pleased sigh.

"There's a good girl. Now, I have to be honest, I don't like the idea of letting someone who doesn't have a job move in with me." Tina gave a nervous gulp and wrapped her arms around the woman as tightly as she could. It had been so long since she had felt this sort of touch and she knew it was about to end, and she knew she would do anything to keep that from happening.

"Please. I'll get a job as fast as possible. I promise."

There was a short pause as she felt a hand run through her hair, petting her and calming her further. Tina listened to the other girl's heartbeat and could feel herself ready to fall asleep in what felt like the safest place in the world to her.

"...I'm sorry but that won't do. You'll have to have a job to move in with me."

"But-"

"But, I'll be happy to give you a job so you have time to prove yourself to me."

Tina's heart skipped a beat as she moved to look up into the woman's beautiful brown eyes. The petting continued while Imani kept talking.

"Your job will be as my little maid. You'll cook, clean, wash clothes, everything around here. You'll also be sure to listen to me and do as I say as well. After all, it's not fair if I'm the one paying for everything, including your paycheck, and I don't get anything out of it, right?"

Tina felt her heart racing at the offer. On one hand, she was guaranteed a place to stay, on the other hand she'd have to do everything this woman she just met told her to. Her fingers went back to fidgeting with her shirt as her emerald eyes continued to look into those lovely brown eyes. She wasn't able to find the words, so she nodded her head. She wasn't expecting it when the woman's large hand came down sharply and stung her inner thigh through her shorts with a sharp slap. An adorable "eep" escaped her lips as she reached down to rub her thigh but the woman wasted no time in grabbing both her wrists with one strong hand.

"A good little girl uses her words until told otherwise. A naughty little girl gets disciplined. Now, use your words. Do you want to live here with me following my rules? Or is this too much for you and you want to run off with your tail between your legs and find somewhere else?"

Tina did her best to rub her thighs together to ease the sting from the powerful slap, not once thinking to try to break her hands free of the strong grip that held them. With a shaky breath she spoke in a trembling voice.

"I'd like to stay here with you. Under your rules. Please? Eep!" Another little yelp of surprise as the black woman sharply slapped her other thigh, causing the tiny white girl to dance around in her sitting position and look up at Imani in hopes of figuring out what she had done wrong.

"I'm not just going to be your roommate Tiny Tina. After all, you obviously need some guidance." She made an extra point of motioning to Tina's outfit and messy hair and her tiny belly. "I'm going to take care of you and discipline you, and I'm going to be your boss and pay you and give you work. Don't you think that deserves a Miss or Ma'am or something along those lines?"

Tina hesitated briefly when the younger woman accused her of needing guidance and her eyes widened in fear when she saw that powerful hand rise into the air again and the words came out before she could process them. "Yes mommy! I'll be a good girl!"

There was a pause as Imani wasn't expecting that title, but a moment later she gave a pleased smirk and gently rubbed each of Tina's thighs with her strong hand as the other released her grip on her tiny wrists.

Tina didn't dare to move as her mind tried to catch up with everything and eventually she gasped, realizing what she had called her.

"I-I didn't, uhm, I meant ma-"

"No no, don't you worry. Your new mommy is going to take very good care of her Tiny Little Tina." Her arms pulled the little woman back into a warm embrace and Tina instinctively closed her thighs around the powerful hand. Her cheeks burned with shame, highlighting her cute freckles.

Nothing was said for several minutes as Tina held on to the larger woman as tightly as she could and she suddenly felt a moan escape her lips as the hand rubbed against the crotch of her shorts just right. The chuckle she heard caught her attention and she looked up and was met by a sweet smile as Imani started talking again.

"Now then, I assume you can at least manage cooking and cleaning?" Her words were calm and cool, but her fingers never stopped even as she continued the conversation normally. Tina attempted to answer with a simple nod, trying to gather her thoughts but the warning look in the black woman's eyes reminded her to answer properly.

"Yes ma'am. I-I can cook and clean. Uhm, but-"

"Good. And you know how to wash yourself?"

"Of course I do!" She was offended by this question, but Imani continued.

"Oh? And your last shower?"

"Uhm, about 5 days ago, but that's because-" She was going to explain it was due to her step-father not wanting to spend the extra money and getting the plumbing fixed, as well as having been kicked out abruptly three days ago, but once again Imani kept talking over her.

"5 days? Hmm, that would explain a few...things."

Tina's face went a deep red and she wanted to say something but instead she let out a loud gasp as the hand between her legs pressed harder and more eagerly. She couldn't keep her body from reacting and her pussy from getting wet. She also couldn't help but become self-conscious, worried she had actually become smelly and just hadn't realized. To her shame, Imani leaned in and sniffed at her before quickly backing away and making a face. Tina felt the tears run down her cheeks as she tried to make sense of everything happening.

"All right little miss stinky, first thing's first. Let's get you washed up." The younger woman suddenly stood up, the pleasure of her hand leaving and causing Tina to release a pitiful whimper. Imani didn't give her a chance to think as she grabbed her by the wrists and stood her up. She then grabbed at Tina's shirt and in one quick motion had it over her head on the floor before she started laughing.

The red haired girl's cheeks burned in humiliation as she tried to hug her arms around her bare, small chest but a simple scolding look from the intimidating woman was all it took to make her drop her arms, revealing her nearly flat chest and slightly larger and now stiffening nipples.

"Well, with a chest that flat it's no wonder you couldn't stop staring at my tits. You poor thing. And what's with these?" Imani smirked, reaching out and harshly pinching both of the obscene nipples.

Tina winced and cried out, reaching up and trying to pull the woman's hands off of her, but her grip was too weak and she fell back to dancing from one foot to the other.

"Answer me little girl. What's with these nipples? They're ridiculous and obviously super sensitive!" The white girl's nipples were a little on the larger side, but Imani enjoyed teasing the girl about the body she was obviously insecure about.

"I-I don't know! They've always been like this! I try not to touch them too much because they've super sensitive! P-Please stop!" She looked up at the woman with pleading eyes who didn't relent.

"Hmm, now I have to wonder...is your clitty as naughty as these bits on your chest?"

Tina could only pray that this was some surreal dream, but as she tried to pull away the pain in her chest increased, reminding her how real it was. To further her shame, she felt a new tingle between her legs and started begging more rapidly.

"Please let me go! Please! I-I can't-" she closed her eyes tight and felt her hips tremble and she let out a loud moan as she felt herself just start to cum when the pain of the fingers vanished. She hesitated, her hips moving slightly as she opened her eyes and saw Tina smirking, standing over her. It took her a moment to realize she had fallen to her knees, legs spread wide, and a large stain on the crotch of her panties. A part of her was thankful that the strong woman had listened to her pleas and wanted to thank the woman, while another part of her screamed at her for not letting her continue so she could have had her orgasm. A third part of her screamed at herself for getting so turned on by being treated in such a way and demanding she cuss out the woman who stood over her.

"What's the matter Tiny Tina? I just gave your nips a little squeeze and I did exactly what you asked and let them go when you asked, and you can't even properly thank me? I suppose manners is another thing we need to work on with you."

Tina was lost and confused. Those pinches were definitely harsher than simple squeezes. Her mind was wrapped up in trying to process what had just happened and she didn't register her own hand slowly drifting to the crotch of her panties, her pussy begging her to finish her off. Imani's voice broke her out of the daze though.

"Oh? Going to be a good girl and strip off your nasty shorts and show me that clitty of yours little girl?"

Tina fought with herself briefly. No, that wasn't her plan. Her body's plan. Her plan was to masterbate, to rub herself to orgasm, right there in front of this stranger she had just met. But the woman's brown eyes held a power over the tiny girl and she felt herself nodding as she undid the button and unzipped them and struggled briefly as she slipped them off revealing the stained basic white panties underneath. She saw Imani reaching her hand out and obediently handed her the shorts, watching as the dominant woman carefully took them with only two fingers before tossing them onto the growing pile of clothes.

"My god! Did you wet yourself!?" Imani motioned to the completely soaked panties Tina was wearing.

"N-no! It's not pee, it's-"

"It's what?"

Tina hesitated. She wasn't sure which was worse. Admitting she wanted to cum after being abused and tormented by this woman, or making up a lie and claiming she had peed herself from the way she had been treated. She still wanted to end this and get moved into her new room as soon as possible so she could finally cum, and her horny mind came to a decision.

"It's...pee. I'm sorry I wet myself. Please don't be mad. It's just, it's all so much and you've been being kind of mean and I just want to wash up and rest and-" She had hoped to guilt the woman, making her believe she had scared her so deeply, but her plan faltered as she looked into the woman's eyes and began rambling. The more she rambled though, the softer the woman's eyes became.

She was in shock when the woman helped her stand back up and wrapped her arms around her, hugging her.

"Shh, it's okay baby girl. I wasn't being mean, I was just being playful. It's not my fault you're such a sensitive little thing. It's okay." The younger woman's words were so soft and motherly. Tina closed her eyes, trying to fight back the tears welling up as she hugged her back. She knew the woman had just scared her and had just abused her and insulted her, no matter what she was claiming, but the warmth of the hug was too inviting and she never wanted it to end.

"Eep!" Another cute little squeak escaped her lips when she felt Imani's fingers quickly hook into the waistband of her panties and yank them down and pull them out from under her. The fast movement caused Tina to stumble and fall back on her cute little but, legs spread wide to reveal her pussy. Imani's smile quickly fell back to a judgemental frown.

"Damn girl, you really can't take care of yourself, can you? Look at that nasty bush, I can't even see your pussy and clitty!" Her words came out harsh this time, fully pointing between the little white girl's legs as though the older woman wouldn't understand without the motion.

Tina, to her shame, had never been in a relationship so she'd never felt a need to be too thorough with her grooming. She had, every once in a while, trimmed her hair, but due to her step-father's stinginess with the plumbing and kicking her out without warning, she hadn't had a chance to even do that. She felt lightheaded as her entire face turned red and she reached down to cover her embarrassing pussy.

"I-I do! I really do! I just wasn't-"

"-Allowed to use a razor because you're a little helpless thing?" Imani interjected her own ending to the sentence. "Just look at you. I tried to help you take your soiled panties off and you couldn't even keep your balance."

"That's because you tripped me!" Tina was flustered, horny, confused, embarrassed, and so many more feelings she couldn't keep them all bottled up and anger was the one that decided to reveal itself as she yelled up at the woman.

"You forced me to strip and you pinched my nipples extra hard and you tripped me!"