This choice: Blake’s concerned about you. • Go Back...Chapter #9A Kind Kitty by: Unknown “Are you okay?”
Feeling relief for multiple reasons, you nod and began to tremble as the situation you were just in sinks in. Now that you were safe somewhat but covered in saliva and chewed chips, the sensation of being inside her throat rises up to your mind again. You tried taking deep breaths, but the saliva coating your body made it hard somewhat.
“Here”
You glanced up to see a giant black handkerchief presented to you by the giantess, a single corner hanging over her fingertips. You grab the corner and start wiping yourself off, starting with your face. When you were done, you looked up to Blake’s face much closer. Her yellow eyes had your pitiful reflection on them as she obviously was thinking.
“Why are you small? How did you get into my mouth?”
You gulped and spoke, sharing your story and details on what happened to you so far. First by explaining why you were small, but kept your abilities like being indestructible and past experiences to yourself just in case this lady got ideas. Next was how you were nearly getting trampled on the Bullhead, almost getting kicked on the way here, and finally the events that happened with Blake. Not a long period of time, but plenty of events happening. Blake listened to every word, her bow twitching for some reason
"So you need help?"
"Yes, just someone to help me survive until I figure something out. Is there a teacher or something?"
You couldn't keep the emotions hidden from your voice, the ones that bring treated so unfairly gave you. The giantess stared at you with a new look in her eyes and reached over to scoop you up in her hand, being extremely gentle with her movements, much to her surprise. Her eyes glance at the pieces of food and drops of saliva still on you, and took her handkerchief to your body. She was a bit rough though, making your body start to slightly squish from her actions. Blake nearly dropped you in shock seeing the dent in your chest and a couple limbs, but the unsurprised look on your face kept her calm.
"What was that?"
After giving another explanation on your strange body characteristics, Blake apologized for being too rough and set you in her lap. The skirt of her school uniform cradled you like a hammock as your squished proportions slowly reform. It would take a minute, so Blake gave you a piece of food and opened her book for you both to read. You nibbled on the chip, the whole thing being enough for a day at your size as you could feel her belly on your back. As for the book, it was about some guy trapped in a tough world. What a coincidence.
The clocked ticked by with each passing minute, or hour, or however long you sat there as you and Blake read the last bit of the chapter before she slipped in a bookmark and closed the book. She looked down at you and rubbed your head with a finger, with you having your limbs reformed and feeling calmer now.
"Feeling better?"
"Yes. But…why are you being so kind?"
"…You remind me of when I when alone. No familiar faces to look for. And to apologize for nearly eating you"
"Thank you"
“Hang on”
Blake scoops you up in her hand again, her soft palm cradling you like a mother's touch. She grabs a few books, holding the stack in one hand and you in the other with ease. Surprised to see her hold 5 books at once and keep a hand free for you was surprising as she walks to the center of the library. The turn at the bookshelf nearly made you tumble off her hand thanks to your momentum, so you grabbed the closest thing you could. Which was her index finger. Blake glanced down at the feeling and watched you for a couple steps, making sure you would be okay. Reassured by your good common sense.
She drops off the books on the return cart and grabs another few books before looking up to see the librarian, keeping you in her hands the whole time. Blake considers handing you over to the Beacon staff until you ask her something.
"Blake?"
"Hmm?"
"Can I stay and read with you for a bit longer?"
She stares back at your tiny form in her palm, not able to deny you did seem cute and friendly. So Blake nods and goes back to her chair with the books, sitting down with her books on the table and opening the first one in her lap. She sets you in her lap again, with your back against her belly as she flips to the first page. She slips into her reading attitude quickly as you look around.
You don't have much practice at reading for obvious reasons. Not able to turn the pages on your own is just one. Squished under them multiple times is another. You only wanted to stay with Blake, who was the first person of Beacon to notice you and offer her help. So far, she was your only source of safety and help. And you didn't want to be separated yet.
As she reads her book, you find yourself comfortably seated into the hammock that was the skirt of Blake's school uniform. Her thighs were felt underneath you, the gap between them helping in keeping you in place by resting on your hips through the skirt. The material was soft enough to feel like sheets of a bed, and the fabric over her abdomen matched. Not only was the material soft to lean against, Blake emitted enough heat for you to feel cozy.
Then you were passed another snack, being as big as your head this time. You struggled to not leave too many crumbs on your clothes or Blake's but it was definitely difficult. Blake reached over to snack on a piece herself, and lifted a piece as big as you to her mouth as you looked up. Her teeth bit through the snack with ease, giving you a clear sight of her pearly chompers decorated with saliva soaked crumbs. You couldn't finish your own, so you gave it back to Blake, who easily devoured it compared to you. You've had plenty of intimidation sessions before, specifically about the size difference between you and a normal person. But it was never like this. Because Blake had something the other people didn't.
She was beautiful.
Everything about her, from her long black hair to her shining yellow eyes. Even her mouth with crumbs on it was captivating to you. Whether it's because she's been so nice or because she's just that beautiful, you didn't know. But you definitely found her more interesting to look at than the book.
But the worry of looking like a creep struck your mind, leading you to look at the book and read along with her. The silence of the library was almost deafening to you, only broken by the sound of Blake eating a snack or her stomach grumbling from the digestion. The rumbling caused a faint vibration on your back, feeling like it was massaging it and making your seating conditions even better. Being warm, comfy, and a full stomach was a rare situation for you. But something about this felt special. So peaceful. So calming as you watch Blake flip the page.
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'…Hmm?'
Blake looks down when she feels a tickle on her thighs, seeing that you had fallen asleep in her lap. You must've been very stressed if you fell asleep from 15 minutes of safely sitting in her lap. But she glanced up at the loud ding of the school bell, instinctively covering you with her free hand so you wouldn't wake up. She counted the tolls, one by one until it stopped. When it was done, the giantess slips her left hand down to wrap it over your body, giving you a blanket and holding you in place as she kept reading.
She couldn't deny something about this felt nice. She usually spent her free time alone or with a friend, and having someone who wasn't difficult in personality or didn't have their volume stuck on max was nice. Nearly immediately Blake thinks of the time Ruby and Yang approached her at her first day at Beacon.
Not sure what to do with you now, Blake glanced down at your sleeping form. She felt like she was trapped somehow, like how someone would feel trapped when a pet sleeps on them. She could just hand you over to Glynda or someone for your safety, or make your decision for you. After all, it wouldn't take much to take care of you. And you were kinda sweet, both figuratively and literally.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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