This choice: your stuffed in a nail varnish bottle and left in a locker • Go Back...Chapter #5Pretty Polish by: Unknown The girl holding you suddenly began to ball up your body until you were a flat, crushed, papery like substance. Then, she dropped you, and you fell a short distance before landing in a cold, wet fluid. The girl glared down at you in your new prison, which appeared to be some kind of bottle, and smirked. Then she placed a cap over the bottle, casting you into darkness, and shoved the bottle into a gym locker. Then she closed the locker, and went to class with the rest of the girls.
You had absolutely no idea what you were in. All that you could tell was that you were in some kind of fluid, and that the fluid was pink, and inside a small bottle. There was also some kind of brush like object pressing against you, but you didn't pay it much mind. All your efforts were currently on reforming, but since you had been crushed so mercilessly, you knew it would be awhile before you could go back to normal. Also, while you were insider this small bottle, you wouldn't be able to grow back to full height.
You waited inside your wet prison for what seemed like an eternity, until you finally heard voices. The gym class must be over, and the girls were coming back. You were tired of floating in the liquid substance anyways. After about another minute, the locker you were in was opened, and you saw the shining face of your girlfriend, Mary.
Mary was sweating, and breathing heavily, but she was still beautiful regardless. She was whistling to herself, and reached into her locker to grab her gym clothes, when her eyes met the bottle you were in. A confused look crossed her face, and her hand wrapped around your prison and brought it out into the light.
"What is this bottle doing in my locker?" She asked aloud. She examined the bottle closely. You hoped that she would see you, but by soaking in the liquid for so long, your flat, papery body was all pink, so you blended right in. "Oh my god! It's a cute little bottle of pink nail polish!" Mary squealed. Nail polish. So that was what you were in. Wait...NAIL POLISH?
You began to double your efforts to reform. Mary loved being pretty, so you knew she would paint you onto her toes if you didn't reform in time. If you were painted on and hardened, it could be weeks before Mary ever discovered you. Unfortunately, you couldn't reform, and Mary was reaching to take the cap off when she suddenly stopped.
"Wait. I don't have time to do this now." Mary sighed. She tossed the bottle into her gym bag, shaking you around like crazy. She then put her gym clothes in, and zipped up the bag. You knew you would be in here for a while, so you hoped you would reform before Mary got home. Do you?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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