"Hello," Jazmine said, as quietly as she could manage. She'd had lots of practice with the baby, but who knew what sort of volume would be too loud for a man the size of an ant? "My name's Jazmine, and I don't want to hurt you. Can you talk? Do you want to talk to me?"
***
Scott unbuckled himself and opened the door, staggering unsteadily out to get some fresh air. The car had been held securely within the pocket, but every movement of the woman's godly muscles had still been felt, and even worse the weak metal of the car had even buckled at moments.
As he swayed on the plain of skin, he stared up at the behemoth, clearly an adult in her twenties, which was certainly better than being discovered by a child! Her words told him she was friendly, but with the power at her disposal, she could hurt or kill him without even meaning to. The damage his car had taken simply from being in her pocket was proof of that!
There was warmth, and the scent of the woman emanating up from beneath, a heady combination that only added to the intimidation of that face hanging in the sky bigger than any moon. He cupped his hands around his mouth, and bellowed as loudly as he could manage, but this giantess Jazmine gave no indication of having understood him. Her vast lips pressed together in thought, and Scott uqailed at the thought of how even that motion could flatten his car!
***
No surprise that she couldn't hear the man's voice. But the fact that he'd tried meant that he could speak. So, how to hear his words, Jazmine wondered...
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