Karia let out a squeal that was quickly silenced by the falling mass of gloopy honey as it pressed her against the tiny holes and poured past her.  The pressure on top of Karia was quite strong as the sticky substance coated her body and matted her beautiful long hair into a tangled sticky mess that clung to her back.  The tiny girl could do nothing to stop it as she was completely submerged and unable to breathe for around half a minute when it was flipped back the right way and she clung to the edges of the hole at the top, choking on all the honey that had poured into her mouth...she liked honey, but she wasn't too keen on drowning on the stuff.<br/>"Why the hell did you have to do that?"  She called to her mum.  "You should be looking after me, not finding ways to torture me!"  She mentioned as her body glistened with the thick coating of honey.  Her mum had told them to calm down, but even her pleasant sweet voice was louder than either of theirs at their current size despite how much they were arguing.  Tabitha tried to back away into the corner of the jar as the giant slender fingers came in to grab her and she fought in vain to escape from them as she was lifted up and out of her glass prison and held in front of Juliette's giant face.  Her voice sounding quite loud this close as she talked to her daughter confirming her suggestion and turned around.  Karia was forced to watch as the panties, that were damp and a little sticky looking were dropped to the ground...her mother was actually getting aroused by the whole torture thing.  She hoped that her submersion under the honey meant that she'd chosen to punish only Tabitha, but she realised that would be hoping for too much...she had to fly away quick, but it would take her at least a few seconds to pull free from the honey and at the moment she was confronted with the horrible sight of Juliette's, presently clean, asshole as it opened slightly to reveal the darkness that lay beyond.  Karia was just glad she lay on this side of the jar just now.<br/><br/>"No, please don't do this!"  Tabitha begged, already feeling quite insignificant.  "Please, woman to woman...mi..mi...mistress."  She spoke the last word with disgust in her voice, not wanting to say the word, because she didn't want to be anyone's slave, neither man nor woman...it was especially humiliating from another woman.  Everything of Juliette's seemed massive compared to Tabitha.  Her lips, her giant breasts, her glistening wet pussy that smelled of arousal...Tabitha couldn't believe that her captor was already wet down there.  Then she met with the full view of her ass hole, now spread wide as Juliette leaned forwards.<br/>"No!  Let me go!  I won't do it, I wont go in there!"  She screamed in defiance as she kicked and struggled against Juliette, even biting her fingers as she was moved closer, but it had no effect.  Just as she was inches away from the hole and the horribleness that lay beyond though, Juliette stopped.  Tabitha felt brief relief, she had already traveled one way out of this ass, she had no desire to be pushed back in the opposite way.  Juliette then spoke to the woman, before picking up the jar, saying that there was no point using her if there was nothing to wipe.<br/>"You can't be serious!"  She cried out.  "Please...I can be far more use to you than wiping your dirty great ass like a piece of disposable toilet paper."  She mentioned, though she knew she was far from disposable in this situation...what if Juliette was even cruel enough to leave her inside overnight covered in the filth that she'd be wiped across...the thought was almost enough to make her want to vomit.  Karia couldn't help but laugh.<br/>"That's what you get for suggesting such disgusting things for my mother to do to me."  Karia called out through the jar.  "My mother would never be that mean to me, right mum?"  She asked, trying to persuade her mum against punishing her in a more subtle manner...the worry was still there though and she'd been really mean to Juliette...she was just glad her mum didn't have a clit piercing, otherwise she could've spent her entire life locked up in a cage within her mum, only to see the finger come in with the occasional small amount of food.  As the tiny girl's thoughts wandered slightly, she couldn't help but shiver a little and wish that she was the giant one and the other two were her little toys.