Her eyes were widening in slowly dawning fear, her tiny hands desperately grasping at the oversized remains of her clothes.
You stare her down, unbelieving of what was transpiring before you. The cruel Mistress of Time, reduced to a mere child.
"S-Stop it with those lecherous eyes dog!," she screams out in high pitched screech, a dainty finger pointed at you as she tried to summon her powers.
You blink, and then you move a foot forward.
She shrinks back a little, she looks disbelievingly at her hand. She tries again, throwing out both hands, letting the loose fabric fall off her tiny frame and exposing her exposed flat chest.
You take another step forward.
Nothing's happening.
You smile in the inside, your head pulsating and your body shaking with adrenaline, ready to spring out in hyper aggressive sexual violence.
You whip forward, a blur, a ghost.
The diminutive Mistress of Time raises her tiny hands in front of her, bracing for the destruction that you'd inflict.
You place a hand on her head, ruffling her hair.
She opens up her closed eyelids, blinking as continued patting her like a pet.
"S-Stop this!," she protests with a raised tiny fist, slamming it ineffectually at your torso.
Cute.
You suddenly wrap her around your arms, lifting her up as you rubbed your checks on her forehead.
"STOOOOP!," she whines out, turning scarlet red at your disgusting display of affection.
Her clothes have slid of by now, her naked form was touching your skin. The both of you interlocked in this soft embrace.
"Anon please!," she's reduced to begging, fully broken in. Her eyes tear up.
You comply and give mercy, putting her down.
Her arms tactically hide her exposed chest and groin away from you. Her face in a fuming but cute pout as she looked away.
"Looks like you'll be stuck like this for a while." you take off your hoodie, putting it over Kronii's head. It was oversized enough for her to cover her exposed body.
"I'll go out for a bit, buy something more appropriate for your current size." you crouch, to a point your knees buckle. You plant a soft kiss on her forehead.
Little Kronii accepts it weakly, giving out a quiet 'hmmmpf' in protest.
You could get used to her like this.