"Freak!" the giant jogger shrieks and runs away as fast as she can.
Now, at just over a foot tall, you're struggling underneath your own pile of clothes that no longer fit you. "Dammit! It just had to be a topless jogger, didn't it?." you groaned, "There's no way I'll grow back in time before Sam gets back home!"
To make matters worse, the door behind you suddenly opened again before you had any chance to collect your thoughts. "Holy crap, did you see that half naked chick run by just now?" Lucy stepped outside. "I saw her out of the wind-"
"Woah!" Lucy's enormous bare foot stepped forward, nearly running you over.
"What the?" her foot bumped into the clothes you'd left on the ground. "Jack?"
She scanned her yard for you, but saw no-one. Confused, she bent down and scooped up the clothes (and you) into her arms.
"Why are Jack's clothes on our front step?" she wondered as she stepped back into the house with them. She dumped your shoes at the front door.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" you screamed internally. This was turning into a very desperate situation. Lucy carried you to her room and put your clothes down on her bed.
She racked her brain for reasons you might've left your clothes behind. "Omigod, what if he followed that naked chick?" Lucy laughed as she pictured you throwing off your clothes to run side by side with the stranger, buck naked. "Nah, Jack's not that stupid. But then.. he did leave his clothes infront of our door. "
Lucy spent a moment thinking about what to do with your clothes. "Maybe I should put these in Sammy's room." she thought aloud.
"Yes! Please do that!" you silently encouraged her.
You're relieved when she lifts you up again and starts walking towards Samantha's room. "Huh? What's this thing?"
"Ahh!" you gasped. Something, presumably Lucy's finger, dug into your groin when she picked you up, and you couldn't help but react to the sudden stimulation. "Crap!" you lost another 5 inches, leaving you barely over half a foot tall.
"What was that?" she heard a squeal from the discarded clothing.
Your worst fears come true when she starts to look through your clothes for the source of the noise she heard. Only one thought was running through your mind right now. "Don't see me! Please!" you begged.
You try to conjure up sexy images in your mind in order to make yourself smaller so that you won't be found, but it's impossible while you're panicking. You focus on your very recent memory of the short encounter you had with the topless jogger. "T-this might work." you think to yourself, shaving off some more inches.
Light pours in, and you stare up at Lucy's gigantic face in horror. Then...
1) You're so small that she doesn't even notice you. She throws your pile of clothes onto Samantha's bed.
2) She sees you, and now you're way too small to escape from her. "Jack?" she asks, intrigued.
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