Each was different but each was stunningly beautiful. There were two blondes, two redheads, two brunettes, and Chesty who had long flowing auburn hair. Several had smallish breasts while the others were generously endowed. There were blue eyes, brown eyes, green eyes, and hazel eyes. Each of them had slender waists and long tapered legs. At least they looked long in proportion to the rest of their bodies. They were as long as could be expected on a four foot six inch body which was the average height in the house. Six of them had slim boyish hips. Hippy was the exception and had nicely curved hips that gave her a more mature, womanish look but also earned her the nickname.
Doc took out her stethoscope and listened to the heartbeat. "It's slow but regular. Her breathing is shallow but sufficient. I recognize the symptoms."
"What is it, Doc?" asked Sleazy. Sleazy was the lawyer of the group. She earned the nickname partially because of her profession and partly because of her trampy ways. She would indiscriminately bed with just about anyone, regardless of whether or not she knew them and regardless of gender, and loved to dress in slutty clothes when she was not working. Currently, she was in a sharp business suit since she had just returned from work.
"A new poison," replied Doc. "She could sleep for months without the antidote."
"Do you have the antidote?" asked Dopey. Dopey was the resident artist. She earned her nickname not because of her mind. In fact, she was very bright and resourceful. But she was a free spirit who loved to experiment with all fashion of drugs. Since she was frequently doped up, she earned the name of Dopey.
"Of course I do," smiled Doc as she held up a syringe. She moved to give the woman the injection but was stopped short.
"Wait!!!" called out Hippy. "We should decide what we want to do with her first. I was thinking we could keep her as a pet."
"She's awfully big to be a pet," observed Dopey. Dopey was one of the smaller of the Seven Petites and stood only four feet two inches tall. But like her other small friends, she was perfectly proportioned. Even her breasts were more in line with the size of her frame. The C cup breasts looked perfect on her body and had just the slightest hint of sag, which Hippy found to be very sexy. Hippy also loved to feast on those breasts whenever she had a chance to bed with Dopey.
"I vote we keep her too," said Sleazy. "She looks like she would be fun to play with."
"I say she becomes our toy too," added Doc. "What do you think, Chesty?"
"I think she's beautiful. And it will be great to have a slut around the house again. But shouldn't we wait to hear from Busty and Grumpy?"
"Well, I already know what Grumpy's answer will be," said Hippy. "She's always interested in fresh meat for her sadistic little games."
"Busty will want to keep her too," added Dopey. "She loves big tits and this one has the biggest I've seen in a long time." The woman's breasts were indeed larger than those of the Petites but she was also over a foot taller than any of the seven women. So her breasts, while large, were well proportioned to her body.
"Okay then," said Hippy. "It's settled. We have a new pet. Let's bind her and then you can give her the antidote."
The Petites worked together and quickly bound the sleeping woman to the table, with her limbs stretched to the four corners. Hippy pulled out her dagger and sliced the remnants of the clothing away, causing a collective, audible inhale as the five women saw the woman in all of her naked glory for the first time.
"Oh wow!" said Dopey. "She's even more beautiful than I thought."
"She's amazing," agreed Chesty. She reached out and ran a palm over the tight smooth belly.
"I just love what she's done with this," said Hippy as she traced her finger around the outline of the heart-shaped pubic hair. She slipped a finger lower, parting the woman's petals and then pulled back a glistening finger that she popped into her mouth. "She's delicious too."
"We will be rich if we ever decide to sell her," added Sleazy. The other women all turned to Sleazy with shock painted on their faces.
"Sell her?" asked an astonished Hippy.
"Well, it's always an option," offered Sleazy.
"Are we ready now?" asked Doc as she held the syringe up again.
"Ready," replied Hippy. The others nodded in agreement.
Chapter 2
"Hi, sweetie," said Doc as the woman stirred and opened her eyes. "You are safe now. Hippy saved your life."
"Hippy?" she croaked. "Saved my life? What happened?"
Someone pushed Hippy forward to the side of the table. She raised her hand and waved silently. "That's me. Hippy."
Doc lifted the woman's head and held a glass of water to her bright red lips. She drank gratefully and drained the glass of its contents.
"Why am I tied down?" the woman asked as she looked across her naked body and saw the ropes. "And why am I naked?"
"We'll answer all of your questions eventually," replied Doc. "But it was for your own good during treatment. Now, Hippy has some questions for you."
"Why did that man try to kill you?" asked Hippy.
"What man?"
"The man you were with in the forest," replied Hippy. Then she realized that the woman was unconscious and might not have even known there was a man. "Tell me what you remember."
The woman closed her eyes and tried to think. Then she opened them again. "I was with the gamekeeper. He offered to ride with me today. I like to ride every day and he said he should go with me since some bears had been seen in the forest the day before."
"Bears?" exclaimed Hippy. "Here? There are no bears around here. And I should know. I practically live in the forest."
"That's what he said," she stated. "We rode deep into the forest. And then everything went black."
"Do you remember feeling anything?" asked Doc. "Or drinking anything?"
The woman shook her head. "I don't remember."
Doc spent the next five minutes examining every inch of the woman's skin that was reachable with the way she was tied to the table. She ran her fingers over the incredibly smooth and silky flesh and held a magnifying glass to look more closely.
"Aha!" she finally exclaimed. "Here it is."
"What is it?" asked Chesty.
Doc pointed to the woman's upper right arm and placed her finger on the supple flesh. Everyone gathered around to see what she found. There, they saw a tiny pinprick.
"That's the normal way of introducing the poison. It appears that the gamekeeper meant to kill you and decided on a quick fuck before he sent you to your maker."
"The gamekeeper?" asked the confused woman. "Why would he do that? He has always been kind to me."
"Maybe he was paid to do it?" offered Hippy. "Who knows? But I saw him with a knife to your throat. You would be lying in a puddle of your own blood in the middle of the forest if I hadn't shot him in his wrist."
"Thank you for saving me," said the woman. "I still find it hard to believe that he would do that to me, though. Can you let me up now? I feel much better now."
"That's the other thing that I wanted to talk to you about," said Hippy. "Since you were found in the woods and helpless and since I saved your life, I have decided to keep you. You are our pet now."
"What?!?!?!??!" sputtered the shocked woman. "You can't do that! They will be looking for me. And when they find me, you'll be arrested and executed."