Daisy settles in

Daisy wasn't waiting long before Jemma returned.

Placing a tray on the table, she opened the hatch and reached inside. Daisy scrambled to evade the giant fingers, but Jemma was easily able to scoop her up and drop her onto the tray.

The test subject is provided with resources to freshen herself up while the cage is prepared," Simmons dictated, not looking at the tiny female.

Climbing to her bare feet, Daisy noticed two small plastic cups had been set aside, one empty, the other full of warm, soapy water.

Clambering into the first one, Daisy squated down to relieve herself, before pulling herself into the makeshift bath.

She closed her eyes as she sank into the warm water, smiling for the first time since she became miniature. Stretching out her small legs, Daisy allowed the soap to wash away dirt, sweat and tears.

Her peace was short lived, however, when Jemma flipped the pot upside down. Daisy tumbled onto the plastic tray, gasping as water crashed down on top of her.

She quickly snatched up the scrap of cloth that would serve as a towel and wrapped it around herself before the shivers could begin once again.

"T-thanks," she smiled weakly, looking up at the giant brunette expectantly.

Rolling her eyes and tutting, as though it should be obvious what Daisy was meant to do next, Jemma grabbed her and vigorously rubbed her dry.

"Subject is **** to continue the standard washing routine, keeping the towel close to her body without drying herself. Embarrassment likely to be the primary cause of this."

The girl that was dropped back into the cage had skin that was red-raw and squeaky clean.

She looked around to discover that Jemma had added furniture to her new home. A miniature gym, a tiny bookcase full of minuscule books, and a chair to curl up to read them in. It was typical of Jemma not to provide a TV, Daisy thought.

The "bed" was nothing more than a heavy mat that was at least softer than the hard floor, but didn't come with any sheets, pillows or duvet. In fact, Daisy noted that no soft furnishings had been issued to her. Other than getting creative with books, Daisy had nothing to use to conceal her nudity.

"The subject is provided with sleeping quarters and stimulants to stave off boredom," Jemma detailed. "This includes a gym and fitness equipment, with the subject needing to maintain her body as a serving SHIELD agent.

"Subject still displaying clear signs of complete humiliation at the total exposure of her nakedness. Room temperature remains stable, shivering suggests subject is cold. Whether they adapt to the conditions will be determined after longer-term surveillance.

"End of day one reports."

xxx

Daisy slumped onto her bed as Simmons finished her report.

How long was long term. A couple of days, a week...a month? Surely Jemma wouldn't keep her like this for...no, not for YEARS?

It didn't matter. Daisy would NEVER become comfortable with her nudity. She HATED being naked. When she first joined SHIELD, it had taken her months to get out of the habit of taking midnight showers to lower the chance of someone walking in on her.

And now she had to spend an unknown period of time without a single scrap of fabric on her body, all the while being watched by cameras and an evil scientist?!

Daisy curled into a ball as tears flowed anew.