Mary's humongous body kneels down, causing an earthquake at your miniscule size. Her massive hand drops down to be level with the ground and you think that she's offering to give you a ride on her palm. That is, until you see a figure about your size asleep in the center. She shrunk somebody else! The massive hand tilts and the girl resting in her grip tumbles softly down to the plastic lining on the floor. The girl looked to be a cheerleader, with long blonde hair and humongous breasts. Mary must have swiped her right after a cheer practice or something. The tiny girl starts to move and you can hear Mary repositioning herself to get a closer look at her newest plaything. "GIVE HER A SECOND... IT'LL PROBABLY BE A BIT OF A SHOCK FOR HER TO BE... SO DAMN SMALL... JUST LIKE I'VE ALWAYS WANTED HER TO BE!" Always wanted her to be? So this was somebody that Mary KNEW? You hope she did this with good intentions, god knows that the power's already rushed to Mary's head from seeing you so tiny... and you're her friend! God knows what she'd do to an enemy. You slowly walk over to the girl who's holding her head in pain as she sits up. You almost want to hide so that you don't have to be the one to break the news of the situation to her, but you know there's no avoiding it as she spots you walking over. "Uh... Hi? Who the hell are you?" You get down on one knee and say "Are you okay? You were holding your head." She stands up quickly and brushes herself off saying "Yeah, i guess so I just... wait. Where the hell am I? And you never told me who you were, did you bring me here?!" Her voice is starting to get more and more irritated with every passing second and you say "No, i didn't, just... calm down, okay, this is probably going to be a bit of a shock, but..." And before you can say anything, a booming voice shouts from above you "HELLO, STACY!" You both look up in reaction, and Stacy's heart stops as she lets out an ear piercing scream. And then again, why wouldn't she? The last thing she remembered she was a normal sized person on her way out of the store. Now she's a fraction of an inch tall, being watched by a gigantic, smiling goth. Stacy drops to her knees and yells out at the heavens "M... Mary! You're... You're huge! What the fuck happened to you!" Mary just grins and says "YOU HAVEN'T FIGURED IT OUT? I DIDN'T GET ANY BIGGER. YOU'RE LIKE... A DUST MITE NOW." Almost as if to get some sort of bearing on the situation, Stacy looks up at you, her eyes begging you to tell her otherwise. But you just hang your head and say "She's right. She shrunk us. She has a remote that can change a person's size." Stacy continues to cry as the blonde-haired giantess laughs down at her. "YOU WERE MY FRIEND FOR TEN YEARS, STACY. WE G... GREW UP TOGETHER! AND THEN YOU GOT POPULAR AND YOUR STUPID CHEERLEADER FRIENDS TOLD ME I WAS A F...FREAK, STACY! AND YOU JUST LAUGHED AND JOINED IN! WELL, RIGHT NOW THE F... FREAK'S GOT YOU RIGHT WHERE SHE WANTS YOU... IN MY TOY CITY!" Stacy looks around and holds her hand up to her mouth to stop from screaming again as she notices that all the houses, the trees, the cars... they were all plastic. She was nothing more than a bug in a giant girl's toybox. You walk up next to Stacy to console her, but she slaps you across the face and says "Get the fuck away from me! Don't you dare touch me, you fucking... Just... Keep your distance!" Mary's laughter cracks the sky again as she says "AWW, YOU GUYS AREN'T G...GETTING ALONG SO WELL, HUH? I THINK WE SHOULD... WE SHOULD PROBABLY PLAY A GAME. THAT'LL EASE THE TENSION!" The ground rumbles as Mary rises back up to her full height, her large bare feet slapping against the ground as she stands tall with her hands on her hips. "NOW... WHAT SHOULD WE PLAY FIRST?"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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