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you get shrunk in a female celeb's tour bus or Limo
This choice: On the floor as the all walk in  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Cherri Bombed

    by: Alina Author IconMail Icon
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” you screamed as you began running away from the fallen pen as quickly as you could. You had brought the stupid thing only because your friend told you it might keep you safe; the moron never said anything about how to turn it off! You hadn’t even known that clicking it would turn it on, but the buzzing sound was the same you had heard when she had given you the explanation you were only half-paying attention to. Now you wished you had been more attentive. As panic began to set in on you, the exact function of the damn pen had slipped your mind; but you remembered being on the receiving end of it wasn’t a good place to be! You counted down in your head, as the buzzing grew louder. Three seconds left to find some cover! Looking around, you were brokenhearted…the interior of the tour bus provided no such cover. Turning around, you looked at the metallic cylinder on the ground and cursed under your breath at what you knew was going to happen next….

ZAP!

A small beam of light struck you in the leg as you felt an almost electric surge go up your body. Your mind went fuzzy as you blacked out, slamming into the floor as the glimmer of silver burned itself into your memory…

BANG!

Your eyes shot open as a wave of wind sent you spiraling forward. Landing once again on the hard floor of the bus, you couldn’t tell if your head was spinning from the pen, or the odd hurricane you just experienced. As you tried to get the world to stop moving, you tried to get a grip on where you were. Looking around made you nauseas, but you couldn’t help it as the alien world around you began to come into focus. For a brief moment, you were terribly confused, it seemed like while you were knocked out someone had moved you into a replica of the bus…one made on a much larger scale. Trying to steady yourself, you slowly turned around to see where the wind wall had come from. Your brain began to hurt as all you saw was a purple pillar flanked by walls of light…

BOOM!

“Move it guys, I want the hell out of here yesterday!” Rena yelled as she turned and shouted down the stairs of the tour bus at her fellow band members. The young rock-star was clueless that a shrunken fan of hers was now perilously close to being crushed down between her massive sneakers like a bug (http://www.cherribombofficial.com/wp-con...).You began to remember what your friend had told you that pen did…size reduction.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The ground under you shook like Jell-O as the other members of Cherri Bomb began to climb the stairs. In just a few seconds, you were surrounded by not just one giantess…but four (http://www.spirit-of-metal.com/les%20gou...). Now your body finally began to get into it as you began to run away from the collection of giantesses…only to have yet another barrier fall down before you.

BOOM!

The shockwave from Julia’s foot landing knocked you over once again as you were left staring up at the girl in terror, unsure of how to escape from someone whose very footsteps brought you to your knees.

“What’s up your ass?” Julia said as she began to walk away, her massive feet sending shivers up your spine as you saw them press into the ground. Her bare-skin could be seen as her well-worn Toms slammed into the ground unremorsefully. As the raven-haired giantess walked away from the pantheon positioned above you, the others seemed to follow suit, except for the original giantess, Rena, who still towered above you menacingly.

“Nothing is up my ass!” Rena yelled, stomping her foot in frustration.

BOOM!

This time you couldn’t avoid it as the massive foot landed on top of you. Screaming, you tried to get away, but instead found yourself trapped in a maze of rubber walls…the inside of her tread. Things got intense quickly as Rena swiveled, launching you sideways…into a thing of mud that was trapped in there as well. Groaning, you tried to pry yourself off as Rena began to walk away from Julia in a huff. As her foot slammed back down once more, you became unstuck from the mud and fell onto the floor, freed just in time to see that it was now Nia standing over you. Trapped between her massive boots, you looked up the long legs of the drummer as she looked back and forth between Rena and Julia with amusement (http://data1.whicdn.com/images/46211254/...).

“Leave her alone Julia, she’s just pissed because her secret admirer never showed up!” Nia cooed as she began to take off the vest she’d been wearing all day for this concert (http://www.clashmusic.com/sites/default/...).

“Secret admirer? Who is it?!” Julia asked, sitting up with excitement.

“It’s called a secret admirer, and the asshole never showed up, so I don’t know who,” Rena said as she pouted and sat on the couch. She had no idea that her admirer was actually running away from her sister’s massive feet.

FOOM!

You were clouded in darkness as the vest discarded by Nia fully covered you. Confused, you began wandering around in the darkness as Miranda sighed.

“Nia, don’t just leave your crap lying around,” she said as she reached for the vest. Grabbing it, Miranda paused as she saw….

You have the following choices:

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1. a tiny person under the vest

2. a pen on the floor

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3. a flash of light

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