This choice: You're sent to her in the mail • Go Back...Chapter #5You're sent to her in the mail by: Unknown The young housewife mentioned,let's just call her Jane was modeled after the 1950s era of the typical housewife sort of like this: https://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=htt... and had the appearance and personality based on that time's social class but was still pretty happy and content with her lifestyle and loving family.
As for you yourself,you had no idea how you got into this strange turn of events,all you were trying to do was find a way to pay for your upcoming college tuition when you clicked on a quick and easy way to earn some quick and fairly large amount of cash,all for a special science experiment,you showed up at the assigned spot and had to wait for a few hours until the experiment was over,next thing you knew,here you were,literally at two inches tall and being sealed in a mailing envelope and being sent to some unknown address in a small suburban town in Utah,you had no idea how or what to make of any of this at all and was seriously regretting doing this in the first place.
a few days passed until you were finally placed inside a random mailbox and next thing you knew,suddenly you were being pulled out by a huge yet very gentle hand and from the thin crack of light from the depths of the envelope,you could just make out a very pretty young woman with light short brown hair,in her late twenties who was walking back to her front porch,carrying a stack of other letters and even a huge package from Amazon under her arms and humming to herself merrily.
As you patiently waited for the woman to get inside the house,you managed to get a good glimpse at her,as she was dressed in a outfit that looked like it came right out of the early 1950s with a dress,apron,even her hair basically resembled what women from that time period looked like and you were dying to get out of this mess as soon as possible but the air was incredibly thin in this cramped space and escape was virtually impossible,judging from your perspective,one simple drop could be fatal but finally the woman managed to unlock the door into her house,breathing a sigh of relief as she dropped the packages on the nearby kitchen table.
"Whew,that certainly is a lot of mail today. Now to see what we got..bills,even more bills,a mortgage loan...something Timmy ordered from Amazon.....hmmmm,wonder what's in this last one?" As she began carefully examining the letters one by one until coming to the unmarked one you were currently trapped in.
"Seems awfully light! Wonder what's inside?" Jane thought as she repeatedly shook it and you were forcibly tossed around.
"Ahhhhh..STOP IT! I'M GETTING SICK!!" You screamed as she stopped,confused and looking around.
"What? For a instant,I could have sworn I heard....Oh nevermind...I got chores to do so I'll look at this later." As she put it back on the table and walked off.
Once she left,you managed to pull off the taped seal and slowly made your way out,taking notice at just how massive everything in the house really was! But fortunately,you were still wearing the same clothes you put on that morning on the day of the experiment so there was that.
"But still I don't really care for the being the size of a rodent! I-I gotta to try and find a way out of this!" You thought firmly as you dropped to the floor(fortunately, the table wasn't that high off the ground) and slowly started across the sparkling clean kitchen floor,you were only a few two hundred feet from the nearest doorway when a huge shadow loomed over you and a massive yet gentle hand swooped down,plucking you up,as you screamed in fright and tried frantically to escape but the massive digits held you firmly as it slowly brought you up to a very familiar billboard sized yet pretty face.
"Uh-oh!" Was all you could think as the massive housewife looked at her caught intruder. But what was her reaction to her tiny prey?
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