You wake up to your pod's alarm going off, reaching groggily to switch the alarm off and sitting up. The blanket falls to your side and the cool air in the bedroom sends a chill through your exposed skin. You then turn around to find me starting to stir on your pillow, my leash threading under my neck and loosely coiled in front of my tiny body. 
You snatch my leash up by the keyring and bite down on it before fetching jammy pants to go to the bathroom. You're greeted by my tiny screams and sputtering. 
"Owner! What the fuck?!", I shout, annoyed.
"Moooorning tiny!", you chime through gritted teeth, putting a leg through your pants. Putting an open hand about 6 inches below my flailing form, you open your mouth wide  with an exaggerated "AAAAAAHHH" sending me plummeting into your awaiting hand. I land with a hard crash, bouncing a little and start to voice my objection but you wrap your fingers around me. 
"Bath time, tiny", you voice cheerily while slipping out the bedroom door. Your left hand is still closed around me when you reach for your right hand to turn the tap on the sink. You fill a small puddle at the base of the sink and drop me into it. "Warm enough for you tiny?" you reach down and undo my collar, putting it behind the tap behind me. 
"I feel naked without that, Owner." I sigh, reaching up to my neck.
"You're naked WITH it on, tiny." you retort, smirking. "Now get clean, you smell"
	You sit down at the toilet to pee and watch me swim around in the puddle and are reminded of something. "Oh right, you probably need to go too, dontcha tiny", and without waiting for a reply you scoop me up out of the water and plonk me down in front of you, on the seat, between your legs. Really you just wanted to make me flustered at the sight of you peeing. Looking down at me you see I'm awkwardly shuffling and dripping wet. "Come on then tiny, I'm almost done and if you don't go you won't get to go at the toilet" 
"Um..right", I mutter and reach down to aim towards the water far below. I go without looking up at you, you're not sure why I'm so bashful around your body considering what we've been through since you shrunk me, but decide to ponder it another time. You wipe and scoop me up after I shiver and my stream stops. 
	"Back to the bath you go!"you voice while dropping me unceremoniously from a foot above the water. You glance quickly to make sure the fall didn't seriously hurt me and look away when I turn angrily towards you. Without letting me voice my displeasure, you say, "Hurry up now tiny, I'm nearly done and need to sink to brush my teeth!" with a smirk. I groan loudly and plunge my head underwater and scrub my hair clean. When I bring my head back up I feel I'm being pulled backward. Frightened, I whip around to look at what's happening and see you've pulled the stopper and the water is circling the drain! I trudge through the waist-deep water to desperately reach the edge but the current overpowers me and I'm swept into a circle. You giggle at my impending doom and screaming for a moment and stop the drain, fetch me, and open the drain again while turning on the tap. You feel me quivering in your closed grip and bring your hand up to your eyes to look at me curled up on your now open palm. "Did that scare you, little guy?" you ask with a masked sound of sympathy, trying to force back a smile. "You can't get away THAT easily, you know that!" You plop me down between the tap and my collar. "Now put that on and let me brush." you command. 
"You realize that scares the shit out of me, right?" I blurt out while reaching for my collar.
"Yup!" you cheerily reply, looking down at me. "Ooh wait, you're all wet, don't put your collar on yet. It might shrink!" 
"..what?" I reply dazed before you snatch me back up. You angle your palm, and me, up to your mouth and blow morning breath through pursed lips in an effort to dry me off, blowing my hair back and pushing water off of me. I cringe at the smell and and situation but can do nothing to help it. "Ew Owner, you smell worse than me" I mutter after your little 'blow-drying'. 
"I know, that's why I needed the sink!" you retort. Then you plonk me back to where you put me before and watch me start to put my collar on and turn the tap while grabbing your toothbrush. 
	You wet the bristles and squeeze a dollop of minty toothpaste onto the brush. Jamming it into you mouth and scrubbing away before looking down at me. I've gotten my collar on and am toying with my leash. Feeling your gaze I look up at you sheepishly, gripping my chain leash. You brush a little more vigorously causing your boobs to wiggle a bit and smirk when I turn my attention to your chest.