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(as told by the big girl)

When I took out the trash the other day, I noticed this tiny girl curled up in the corner inside the garbage container. Her clothes were sticky and full of grime, and she smelled like shit. She struggled and screamed when I picked her up and even left a few bite marks on my fingers. I brought her home and asked her what was her name, but she spoke a strange language and didn't understand a word she said. I'm almost definitely sure she cursed a lot, though, as she mostly just shook, pointed her finger at me, and screamed. I tried to calm her down by speaking more softly.

"I'm not going to hurt you." With one hand I held her limbs and neck in place so she'll stop squirming, and with the other I stoke her hair down the back of her neck. I did this for a few minutes. At first she kept screaming and crying, but eventually she calmed down and just whimpered quietly. "I'm going to let go of you now, ok sweety?" I unwrapped my fingers from around her body and she sat down, put her head between her knees, and her little tears started to wet the table cloth she was on top of. "Shhh," I said softly, "it's OK. Everything is gonna be alright."

I removed her filthy clothes. She tried to resist and push me away... the poor thing still didn't realize I was only trying to help, she was so frightened. I threw her dirty and ruined clothes to the trash, and carried her to the sink to wash her clean. She gasped when my soapy fingers ran over her soft body. I enjoyed feeling her smooth skin, and her shocked face was so adorable.

That's when I realized I was falling in love with the little thing, and that I'm gonna keep her with me forever.

After I was done I took her out of the sink and laid her in my hand. I stroke her dripping wet body with a huge smile smeared on my face. She wasn't struggling anymore, she just looked back at me with awe and accepted my fingers. I felt her heart beginning to beat more slowly, but her fear still wasn't completely gone. I dried her up with a towel and wrapped her with a piece of toilet paper, and then I carried her to my room.

I grabbed two handfuls of underwear from my underwear drawer and scattered it on the floor, and placed her on top. "This will be your bed for tonight, it will have to do until I manage something better for you. I promise I'll take really good care of you." I closed and locked the door to my room so she won't wander off, and to be safe I locked the windows too. I undressed and put on my sleeping clothes, and then I took one last look down at her before going to sleep. She was covering herself up and looking around at my big and intimidating room.

She'll get used to it. I turned off the lights, and all night I dreamt of what I would do with her tomorrow.

Description
(as told by the big girl)

When I took out the trash the other day, I noticed this tiny girl curled up in the corner inside the garbage container. Her clothes were sticky and full of grime, and she smelled like shit. She struggled and screamed when I picked her up and even left a few bite marks on my fingers. I brought her home and asked her what was her name, but she spoke a strange language and didn't understand a word she said. I'm almost definitely sure she cursed a lot, though, as she mostly just shook, pointed her finger at me, and screamed. I tried to calm her down by speaking more softly.

"I'm not going to hurt you." With one hand I held her limbs and neck in place so she'll stop squirming, and with the other I stoke her hair down the back of her neck. I did this for a few minutes. At first she kept screaming and crying, but eventually she calmed down and just whimpered quietly. "I'm going to let go of you now, ok sweety?" I unwrapped my fingers from around her body and she sat down, put her head between her knees, and her little tears started to wet the table cloth she was on top of. "Shhh," I said softly, "it's OK. Everything is gonna be alright."

I removed her filthy clothes. She tried to resist and push me away... the poor thing still didn't realize I was only trying to help, she was so frightened. I threw her dirty and ruined clothes to the trash, and carried her to the sink to wash her clean. She gasped when my soapy fingers ran over her soft body. I enjoyed feeling her smooth skin, and her shocked face was so adorable.

That's when I realized I was falling in love with the little thing, and that I'm gonna keep her with me forever.

After I was done I took her out of the sink and laid her in my hand. I stroke her dripping wet body with a huge smile smeared on my face. She wasn't struggling anymore, she just looked back at me with awe and accepted my fingers. I felt her heart beginning to beat more slowly, but her fear still wasn't completely gone. I dried her up with a towel and wrapped her with a piece of toilet paper, and then I carried her to my room.

I grabbed two handfuls of underwear from my underwear drawer and scattered it on the floor, and placed her on top. "This will be your bed for tonight, it will have to do until I manage something better for you. I promise I'll take really good care of you." I closed and locked the door to my room so she won't wander off, and to be safe I locked the windows too. I undressed and put on my sleeping clothes, and then I took one last look down at her before going to sleep. She was covering herself up and looking around at my big and intimidating room.

She'll get used to it. I turned off the lights, and all night I dreamt of what I would do with her tomorrow.