Chapter #16An interesting hamster toy on sale... by: sneakyk   You examine your surroundings a bit more carefully, peering out through the plastic walls around you, and finally manage to determine what sort of items are stocked on the shelves across the aisle. Shelf after shelf of bags adorned with pictures of cats and dogs. Dogfood,catfood, hamster food and the like, lined up directly opposite your prison. Even the scaled-down creatures depicted on the bags look big enough to eat you, and judging by the fact that you're on sale here, it seems like such a fate could well befall you! After all, you're just as much an item on sale as the bags are. For over an hour you feebly pound against the plastic walls around you with renewed desperation, yet you make no headway. You cannot even garner the attention of nearby customers, for many are traversing the aisle purely to get to the other end of the store. You eventually give up, at least for the time being, and lie down on your side.
As you lie there, you catch a glimpse of another customer heading down the aisle, only this one decides to stop at the aisle. She grabs a bag of hamster foot and sets it down into her already-packed shopping kart. You get to your feet and observe her. Slightly tanned Caucasian in her 20s. She's clad in a blue dress skirt that goes down to her ankles, a pair of red clogs, and blouse with flowery motifs on it. Her dirty-blond hair goes down close to her waist. She begins to push the kart right by you before stepping back and coming to a halt, having caught a glimpse of your body moving within its prison. She leans forward and grabs at your container, tilting it forward and sending you tumbling to the back as she gazes at you. "OH. MY. GOSH." She booms. "A moving little-person chewtoy? For this cheap?" She seems awestruck...and also completely unaware that this moving toy is actually a person. Oh boy. This could be trouble.
"Well...this is definitely interesting..." She muses, poking at your container. She lifts it off of its hook and rests her back against her shopping kart as she inspects you. "But I'm not sure...who made it...? Where was it made?" She flips the container over and around, sending your body tumbling this way and that as she searches for more information on you. After smacking against one of the walls for the fourth time she finally flips the package back to its initial orientation. She returns your container onto its hook, then pulls out her phone and calls someone . "Hey Vicky? So I'm at the supermarket and...yes. I didn't forget to fetch some doggy diapers for lil' Hudson. But anyway , I found like, something that would be a really good chewtoy for Nibbles? It's like this really tiny person shaped toy thing that moves. I think it's pretty cool but imma only buy it if you give me the go ahead...oh? Hold on. I'll go ahead and show you ."
A phone is brought before your prison, the camera held right before you. You can't see who she's speaking to, but you can be sure she's broadcasting her find to a friend over the phone. How humiliating . How objectifying "See what I'm talking about Vicky?" She brings the phone away from you. "Anyway..should I buy it? Cuz I'd rather not take it to the sorority only for you to tell me I can't let Nibbles play with it."
You wait with baited breath, wondering if you're about to get bought as some plaything for a hamster. You shudder at the thought. If you had chosen to shrink to three inches, you could be sure that Nibbles would be a relatively fair adversary to face. At this scale, though, even a hamster would be a giant. Plus, there's the whole thing about doggy diapers. Presumably this 'lil Hudson' is a dog of theirs...you can assume that if you ever escape Nibbles' cage, that you would still have to challenge the much graver threat of a giant dog...
Finally, Vicky makes her determination.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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