She was squatting, tracing shapes in the dirt with a stick, humming a little tune to herself... Growing bored and looking up into the sky, shielding her eyes from the sun. Skipping over to the small pond and peering inside, bending over... letting her purple dress rise up her small slender thighs, like theater curtains before a grand performance. Who was this girl, and what was she doing trespassing on the new farmer's land? She needed to be taught a lesson. It'd been a long couple of years of working for Joja Corp with no way to relieve stress. First, he gets a farm, and now this? Yoba has been most gracious to him.
"Hey, little girl," he called, impossible not to sound ominous as the words dripped from his depraved smirk. "This is private property, y'know."
Her big green hairbow seems to twitch as she turns and laid eyes upon this lanky adult - a stranger in the middle of the unkempt weeds and tree stumps. "...Um..." She murmurs, staring at the ground. "I... I didn't think anyone was here. I'm sorry - I'll go," the little girl makes a move, but stops herself as he approaches, laying a hand on her shoulder.
"No, you're in trouble. You can't leave until you make it up to me." Her silence says it all. Wide innocent eyes not knowing where to look. Having no idea what to expect. Watching his lips part again to say "Your panties."
A murder of crows caw, seemingly chortling with glee. Silently, the two stare at each other... until she scoffs and covers her mouth to hide a slight giggle. A musical sound, like chimes in the wind thinly-veiling malice.
"Seriously? That's it? You're all by yourself with a little girl like me, and you ask for her panties? What're ya gonna do? Scrunch 'em into your face and fap yourself dry? ... No, you'll probably wear them and tickle your tiny dicklette through them. I swear, this happens to me every time! I play around by myself, thinking I'm gonna get dicked, but then the guy that finds me is a masochistic simp! Vincent begged me to let him try on my clothes. Sam paid me to beat him up, that fucking loser. Elliot wrote me a story where I was the queen of the valley. Harvey didn't even try to violate me at all during my checkup. Alex begged me to peg him. Sebastian invited me over to fucking LARP with him just so he could worship me in-character. I swear I'm cursed when it comes to potential lolicons!"
The farmer's jaw comes close to dropping. Now it's his turn to not know where to look. "Wait," he starts to say, but stops upon seeing the sassy girl peel her sweaty panties from under the hem of her dress, stepping out of them and holding them up expectantly... He takes them, working only on perverted auto-pilot, totally dumbfounded.
"You look like such a pathetic virgin... Lay down. Lemme help you out." He barely gets a chance to register her command - or register that she was commanding him - before he's lying flat on his back against the dirt. The girl swings a leg over his torso and sits her naked pert buttocks on his stomach. His mind races as he feels her dexterous nimble fingers unbutton his pants and shove them down his thighs, exposing his bewildered erection to the scorching heat. The sweaty panties are then snatched back out of his hands and snapped humiliatingly over his face. "There. My stinky buttcrack is right where your nose is! Doesn't that make you happy?" She asks with glee. "Tell me what a happy piggy you are by sniffing my butt!"
"W-wait, keep your voice down!" The farmer desperately babbles from beneath her cushioned cheeks, craning his neck to get a peek at the surrounding overgrowth, his eyes darting around for potential observers.
"Mwah!" She stoops down and kisses him, through her own panties. And just like that, the tables were officially turned and flipped completely upside down. "What, afraid someone will hear us? Imagine if they did. Hehe. We don't have a prison in this town. I guess we just throw bad people into the mines or something. Now, commit to being my slave and then we can have more fun. Or I'll scream as loud as I can. Up to you~"