Although you beat your fists against the rim of the bra repeatedly, Suzy either didn't feel it or was ignoring you, probabaly the latter. She obviously had more against you than even you suspected, to go to such lengths as you shrink you and technically kidnap you. But as odd as it sounded in your brain, you were almost enjoying the sensation of being whisked away by a giantess, a la your daydreams and fantasies. You can recall many times that you had watched Suzy's domineering height and wished you were at her mercy, if only for a little while.
But here in the reality is was much more frightening, especially since the woman's vendetta was pretty much limitless. There would be no court to rule in favor of the shrunken man crushed underfoot that no one would ever realize was there. Snapping back to the situation at hand you can only look ahead as Suzy heads toward a group of her friends; giggling, delighted giantesses with gaping mouths that could easily swallwo you whole if given the chance. You can only hope that your captress would have a heart and not send you into what would surely be your tomb.
As the blonde slides into a seat behind the group, you peer out at your surroundings from your perch in the bra. Four other girls sat at the circular table around you. One was a brunette who looked about seventeen, you'd seen her around once or twice. Another a blonde with glasses, Beth from your Math class. The third in line was a raven-haired beauty you knew was named Tara, seemed kind of nice from what you had observed from the sideliness. Last but not least was a black-haired girl with blue highlights, kind of short from what you could tell. And yet, how could the inch tall guy call one of these leviathans short?
This watching is cut short, however, as your grim holder looks down at you, a crazed grin on her face. She snatches you up pittilessly, her fingernails drawing blood in the form of scratches on your chest. Actually, they had even made a few jagged holes in your hoodie and shirt. The pain was tolerable though, since your clothing took most of the blow. Suzy whispers "This is the start of our game," with little explanation afterwards and sets you on the table. Crying out in anger at the giantess, you realize she was issuing you a death sentence. How could you survive here, out in the open, among all of these... these monsters?
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