This choice: Black combat boots... It's the goth girl from class, Heather! • Go Back... She was an imposing, black clothed mountain of womanhood. Her name was Heather. She was a senior at the college and was the absolute walking stereotype of "goth girl". She had long blonde hair in pigtails, which framed her cute, chubby face. She wore deep black mascara and all black clothes, including fishnet stockings, a long black skirt, a thick leather jacket, and black combat boots. The boots, by the way, were standing still and not moving, due to Heather stopping in the middle of the hallway to text somebody. Sato's face goes cold as she says "It's... It's Heather... We're like bugs at Heather's feet..." You look over at the professor and let out a small relieved smile. "You know her? Great! We can get her attention!" You put your hands up to your mouth and shout "Heather! Heather, Down Here! Watch Your Feet!" Sato puts a hand up to your mouth and says "No! No! Please, we can get help from anybody else, just not her!"
Before you can ask why, a huge rumbling noise almost deafens you as the giant boots shift position and center themselves with you two in the middle. Heather's humongous form crouches down and with a puzzled look she says "WHAT? WAS SOMETHING CALLING ME?" Sato shivers with fright and says "We're too late... she's spotted us..." She was only half right, as Heather's big eyes couldn't really make out your tiny features. She lets out an inquisitive "HMMM" before centering her vision on the two of you. "I THOUGHT I HEARD SOMETHING... WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU? YOU'RE LIKE BUGS, BUT... PEOPLE!" Her huge hand reaches down for the two of you and you push the screaming professor out of the way, taking the bullet as the huge thumb and forefinger lift you off the ground. The larger than average goth's pudgy fingers squeezed you gently as she lifted you up to one massive eye, and to your shock, she recognizes you.
"WAIT A MINUTE! YOU'RE THAT FRESHMAN FROM MY PHYSICS CLASS LAST YEAR! THE ONE THAT WAS ALWAYS SUCKING UP TO THE PROFESSOR! GOD, YOU'RE REALLY FUCKING TINY! DID SHE DO THIS TO YOU? I KNEW THAT CRAZY CHICK WAS UP TO SOME WEIRD EXPERIMENTS!" You didn't want to answer but you must have inadvertantly gazed down at the goth girl's feet, because she caught onto your movements and inspected the ground at her shoes. With a quick, powerful laugh, she waved down to the shrunken professor and said "HA! LOOK AT THAT! A TINY PROFESSOR SATO! HEY, THERE, PROFESSOR, DO YOU REMEMBER ME! LET ME GET YOU OFF THE GROUND SO I CAN GET A GOOD LOOK AT YA!" The professor let out a high pitched scream and ran a few inches at a time trying to escape the giant emo girl.
All Heather had to do was inch her foot just a bit to reach the tiny teacher and grab her wriggling body in her free hand. "YOU ACTUALLY THOUGHT YOU COULD RUN AWAY FROM ME? THAT'S SO CUTE!" She holds both of her hands up at eye level and gazes lovingly at the two of you. She licks her lips and lets out a small chuckle. "TWO HELPLESS LITTLE SHORTIES IN MY HANDS. DON'T WORRY, I'M GONNA TAKE REAL GOOD CARE OF YOU GUYS." She cocks an eyebrow and stares at Sato before whispering "ESPECIALLY YOU, PROFESSOR." She giggles and opens up a pocket in the front of her jacket, carefully depositing the two of you inside, pressing up against her huge breast. She pats the pocket secure from the outside and says "COME ON... LET'S GET YOU GUYS BACK TO MY ROOM." You hear her thunderous footsteps and continuous, satisfied moans as she walks to the room.
Sato crawls over to the side of the pocket that you're in and says "Are you alright?" You shake yourself off and say "Yeah... all things considered. What the hell just happened there?" Sato looks around for a second before hugging you tightly against her. "Look, i don't want to freak you out, but I'm a little terrified being at being in her possession right now..." You start to get a little worried and ask "Why? I mean... she seems alright. A little off, but alright... right?" Sato just looks you right in the eyes and says "We should try to get out of here. You were there when I had her in my class last year. But the way she just looked at me, it was like me being this tiny and pathetic in her hands was the greatest thing to happen to her... She's got bad intentions on her mind." You are interested to know what she's talking about but just can't put the two and two together. "I still don't see why i should be as scared as you are..." Sato just sighs and says "Because..."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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