This choice: Carla, Ann's daughter, walks in and interrupts... • Go Back... You and Claire are both standing there on Aunt Ann's smelly sandal, the dislodged pebble sitting next to you as the two giant, older women grin down at you, Cathy about to deliver her verdict...
...All of a sudden everyone in the kitchen looks over toward the opening door. Claire and you both breathe a sigh of relief at the distract, if only for the moment.
Through the door steps Carla, Aunt Ann's daughter and your step-cousin, the young girl seeing the two women in the kitchen and taking her ear buds out of her ears and smiling slightly. "OH, HEY MOM, AUNT CATHY."
Both of the older women smile. "WHY HELLO, DEAR," Aunt Ann says.
Like you, Carla rarely gets in the kind of trouble your step-sisters get into. In fact, you don't know if Carla has ever been shrunk, though you know that Sarah, Julie and especially Claire have all spent some quality time under her feet. Seeing her now as a giant was just as daunting, though maybe more so as Carla isn't so much taller than you like your step-mom and aunt. That and Carla was a little different. She was quite serious even though she was only 17. Whereas your step-mom is strict and domineering and Ann playful and careless, Carla was hard to read, being even-tempered and passionless.
Ever since this whole thing started you've been wondering if it's a good idea. Being tiny and at the feet of all of these giant women has been pulling at you. On one hand, it's exciting being tiny and helpless. At the same time, it's scary, and while you don't mind the giants being playful, you'll worried they'll take it much farther than having you just pull at pebbles.
Carla puts her book bag down and walks over toward the table. She's wearing a pair of capris jeans, a pink, tight t-shirt, and a pair of canvas sneakers without socks. She's got her hair up in a ponytail and she's sucking on a lollipop, which she keeps rolling around in her mouth. You were kind of interested to see how your step-cousin would react to the fact that you've been shrunk, though Claire was huddling up behind you now, not seeming to hate you anymore.
"Oh god, it's Carla!" She whispered at you in a harsh rush. "She's the worst. Aunt Ann sometimes gives us to her when she's punishing us and doesn't tell mom. You better hope we don't end up with her. She'll toss us in her shoes and leave us in there all day without ever checking. I don't know if she even enjoys it."
Meanwhile, the giantesses above you have been chatting away, ignoring the pair of you on the sandal. Looking up at the trio, you still were looking past the dangling sole of your aunt, who wiggled and flexed her toes as she talked with her daughter. You couldn't help but watch her wrinkly flesh with wonder... Part of you wished she'd just slip her shoe on and cover you with it so you could finally see what it's like. But is that really what you wanted? Your step-sisters found it humiliating, and there's no reason why you'd like it anymore... Right?
"HOW WAS SCHOOL, HONEY?" You hear Ann ask Carla.
The young giantess pulls the lollipop out of her mouth and says, "OH, FINE," and then with a devious grin slips it back it, sucking on it hard.
Cathy laughed, a sly smile on her face. "WHO IS IN YOUR MOUTH?"
Carla pulled out the sucker and looked at it. "OH, MY LAB PARTNER IN BIOLOGY. SHE WAS MAD AT ME FOR NOT HELPING OUT MORE."
Ann tsk'd. "I HOPE YOU WAITED UNTIL AFTER THE PROJECT TO TRANSFORM HER."
Carla let out a short laugh. "OF COURSE. SHE GOT ME AN 'A.' NOW SHE TASTES LIKE GRAPE!"
The two giant women laughed and shared a look. You watched Cathy and Ann for a minute as they looked at one another and felt uneasy. It was almost as if the sisters could speak just by sharing a glance. Then, they both smiled.
"WHAT'S UP?" Carla asked and rubbed the lollipop all over with her tongue as her saliva ate away at her former lab partner. If lollipops could scream...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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