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Mercy is a sweet, kind little girl. Very little. Tiny, in fact, only a few inches tall. The poor dear is helpless in this world of Big People, really. She's not strong enough to escape, nor fast enough.... she can only pray to be unnoticed, or only found by a kind person.
BUt to understand this girl better, you need some of her history. You see, Mercy grew up in a normal town! Well, normal for her size. A micro community where there were more than fifty large families, living together. But.... well, it may have been simpler to call the place a buffet. Micros aren't that safe, really, when a big person comes round. A normal one is bad enough, they can do a lot of damage without meaning to. But a vorish one? Or a sadistic one? Ohhhh, thats a whole different story.
And that is Mercy's story. you see, she lied normally, up until the point where the Mistress found her, and her home. They didn't know what was going on.... out of nowhere, a massive foot slammed through their home. Mercy was pinned beneath some rubble, unable to move but ale to see everything that was going on, as the Big Person rampaged through the tiny town. Kicking down houses, stepping on fleeing micros while scooping up others, she squished a few and devoured the rest, until her gut was swollen with crying, screaming micros... and then she found Mercy, as she was picking through the rubble. Sobbing hopelessly, nursing a broken leg and a few bruised or broken ribs, she looked up at the woman, pleading for Mercy... and the woman granted it, giving her that as her new name. She took Mercy home... and left her with the rest of her collection. Oh yes, she had a whole micro town in her home, where she'd take a snack from at least once a week... Mercy was cared for, nursed back to health...
And once she was healthy again, the Mistress came for her. She scooped little Mercy up in an instant, and told her that she wasn't going to kill her. And Mercy was happy...
At first.
This woman had other plans for the adorable little girl. See... she liked to play with her 'toys'. To taste them, nibble them, and LICK them... every day, Mercy would come home with new teethmark bruises... and a few days she had broken bones, and full-body bruises! Of course, she'd get a week or two off here or there to heal... but she was always the one who was abused. And she hated it when the Mistress wanted her 'fun'. When she reached her climax, Mercy was horribly hurt, every time.... and there was no escape! Never any escape!
UNtil one day the Mistress forgot to put her back!
Bruised and battered, Mercy made her escape that day, sneaking out into the world once more. Running for her life, she made it to a big, grassy field... and then collapsed, passing out.
And that is where your RP begins with her.
One of the tiniest residents of
