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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1993120

You decide to shrink yourself super tiny and survive, nobody aware of your existence.

This choice: Persevere  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Perseverence

    by: Will Soon Awaken Author IconMail Icon
No. You have come too far to just go back down now. Energy conservation is going to be a new consideration to go with distance. Every step and action that you take will cost you energy and with no reliable food source or even drinkable water, every move that you take has to have a reward at the end. To do this travel for absolutely no reason now would be horribly inefficient.

You use your hands to shovel off as much of the thick, cream colored goo as possible. The stuff covered your desert fatigues, tan boots and camouflaged light jacket like a chunky clay. After a moment of brushing at the coating, you have a pool of it surrounding your feet. A fine layer of lotion coats your body, especially your hands, but you feel comfortable enough to continue on with it.

Walking up the strap proves tiring. The strap itself is so thick and wide that it is like being on a road but unfortunately this road goes on a steep, uphill slope. Several times you almost slip from your slippery boots on top of the leathery material. About halfway up, you look back to have an even better view of the goddess you climbed from. From your position on the purse strap, you can gaze upon the flat plain of stomach up to the peaks of the woman's Mount Olympus sized breasts that you are level with although they are seemingly miles away. You can just barely see the giantess's face from beyond the twin peaks. Her beautiful but colossal face laying down while sunglasses shade her eyes. A light breeze makes her blonde hair flow slightly while to you it is a gust that you are just barely able to withstand. This snaps you from your sightseeing so you can get focused on the task.

What an arduous journey it is but finally you make it to the very edge of the purse. The top of the purse is pressed together for a thin opening but to you it is more of a canyon-like crevice instead of a gaping mass below. Because of this, the sunlight doesn't reveal much for you to be able to make out below. It's just a massive, black void and you can only guess what items are below. With your flash light, you will be able to make things out better but you doubt the light will reveal much from up here. You just need to find a way to get down there.

You are so busy standing at the very edge and looking down that you are caught completely off guard by an invisible force pushing your back with incredible power! Another gust of wind! The oils of the lotion against the smooth surface along with the force of nature causes you to slip right off the edge to the void below with ease! You know it's no use but you reactively scream as you flip around the darkness.

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You have no idea how much time has passed. It could have been seconds, minutes or even hours but you open your eyes to see many structures towering around you. Although it was complete darkness from above, with you now in the purse, your eyes seemed to have adjusted to the dark and the light pouring in from the crevice above gives dim illumination to the contents of various sizes; all bigger than you. The ambient noise from the ocean waves and the howling wind make the inside of the purse surprisingly loud. The amount of space seems to provide excellent acoustics, you could shrink a band and use this purse as a stadium for a concert.

Cringing, you try to stand up, hoping to be prepared for an injury from the fall but you seem to be fine aside from some soreness on the left side of your body that you landed on. Looking down you see that you are on a wad of soft, white material the size of a trampoline. A kleenex tissue. Although it was an unconventional entrance, you can now start gathering supplies.

Stepping off the tissue, you notice a crumping noise upon landing and see that papers litter the floor of the purse. Sticky notes and receipts are everywhere. Pulling out your sword from it's sheath strapped to your back, you slice pieces of the papers and stick them into several different pockets of your fatigues. These papers are very light weight and will provide excellent firewood. Now to collect more heavy duty items.

You see several items just ahead that are absolutely gigantic. The smallest of the being a tube of lipstick the size of a toppled city building, what appears to be a water bottle that is now like some kind of see through ship and a circus tent-like blue cloth. The use of the water bottle is obvious to you. Jogging towards it, you hold your sword out and thrust it as hard as you can into the plastic wall. You then pull your sword out and a sprout of water drips out. The bottle holds enough water to fill a lake at your size and in an hour the amount of water that leaks out will probably only equate to a single drop to a normal human. You open your canteen that is strapped on your belt and let the flowing water fill the cup before you close it and then you make sure to lap up plenty of the water into your mouth before continuing.

Going past some humongous makeup items, you make it to the cloth and use your sword to start tearing pieces off. You tear off a big enough piece to make a small tent before folding it up and placing it in your light backpack. You then cut out a long and thin strip of the cloth to make a rope before rolling it up and placing it between your hip and your belt. With all the supply collecting, you realize you have been using your sword a lot. This means the blade will dull which will make it less effective as a combat weapon. Eventually, you will have to craft some kind of weapon for when things get tougher.

A toppled skyscraper encased in plastic lay ahead. A tampon case. You use your sword to cut out the plastic and store in your backpack as well, you have plans for the plastic. You can't help but realize with all the supplies in here, you could have based your survival on just living in a woman's purse. You are sure you can probably find food if you did more searching, you have only explored a fraction of the inside of this purse.

Unfortunately, you don't have much more room to carry anything else. You need a camp so that you can drop stuff on and go on more supply runs like this.

Looking up, you wonder how the hell you are going to get back to the top of the purse, then again you could also travel more through the purse and replace some of the items you found with more potentially useful items....

(Your sword has dulled. You have used quite a bit of energy thus far although the water has helped gain some back. The amount of supplies you are carrying make you heavier which will cause slower travels and more energy loss until you find a place to drop the stuff off.)
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