Chapter #18Meeting the girls....and Nibbles. by: sneakyk   Now that you're no longer in the store, now that you're beneath Vicky's watchful gaze, surely she'll be able to see that you are in fact a person, not a toy. She peers down upon you from on high, her enormous hands resting on the tabletop beside your prison, supporting her towering arms, scrutinizing you intensely. She's no doubt deciding whether to throw you to the wolves, or rather to the hamster, right away. You have to be heard. You decide to try to get her attention, hoping she'll realize your humanity. "HELP! HELP!" You scream, waving your arms about, shouting up to her desperately. You can hear the muffled sounds of the college radio station playing over a radio somewhere in the sorority, but surely it's not enough to drown out your voice. Indeed, your shouts and arm-waves garner a reaction. Vicky does a double take as she looks down at you, then turns to Megan, speaking in a calmer tone. "I can see what you mean. It's almost like it's alive." She says, shaking her head. Megan nods.
"Yeah. It moves around like crazy...so I guess we gotta be careful when we let Nibbles have it."
"Agreed. Hah. I am totally going to imagine that's professor Hardass down there. Seeing Nibbles just own his ass is gonna be great "
"You mean professor Hart? Yeah, he does kind of look like him."
"Yeah, who else? The dude who'll nudge you from a B- to a C just cuz you got the right answer but didn't follow one of his stupid proof models. Hey professor Hart. You dropped my exam from a B- to a C just cuz of that? Well guess who's about to be a rounding error now, ya little fucker?"
You have no idea who 'professor Hart' is, but you don't like the sound of this at all. "I'M NOT HIM! YOU'RE MAKING A MISTAKE!" You say. you rush to the side of your container and try to pry the plastic walls around you from the cardboard 'flooring' to no avail. As the girls talk, another girl steps in. A tall black girl in bluejean shorts and a red sports bra that reveals her bust. She is more than a little sweaty. Must have just come from a job. She has very wide hips. Her lips are painted an unnatural but alluring pink. "What are you two talking about?" She asks between pants, removing a pair of headphones and setting them into her purse. "Ah, Latisha. Welcome back. Megan found the neatest little hamster toy at the supermarket. We're getting ready to give it to Nibbles." "Oh. Cool."
As they're talking, another girl steps down from the staircase. She has medium length curly red hair and is wearing a striped t-shirt. Her bust is barely visible under it. Wearing a pair of bluejean pants as well, she almost looks like a boy. Almost. "What's this about Nibbles?" The newcomer asks. "Dakota...we got'em a chewtoy . Could you be an angel and get Nibbles down?" The newcomer stomps towards you...now four girls are peering down at your terrified form. Megan, Vicky, Latisha, Dakota....four goddesses looming above you, eyeing you with callous curiosity. Surely one of them will help you.
Dakota looks awestruck. "Wohhh...it's so lifelike. That's amazing. You'd almost think it's a real person! " She says, leaning forward and rubbing her fingertip against the container. Megan shakes her head. "No. I bought it at a store..had a barcode and everything . Plus...you think people come that small? No way. It's just some advanced toy, it's gotta be. And listen to it squeak..it's not even saying anything other than MEEP MEEP MEEP." The girls giggle. . Vicky puts in her two cents. "You know, even if it is a little person, so what? Dude's screwed no matter what. Might as well have fun, right?" She says, glaring down at you with a sadistic grin. You're beginning to hate Vicky. All of the girls are a huge threat to you, but Vicky seems to be the only one who would actively kill you if she knew your secret. Stacy shakes her head. "Hm...well...good point. Gosh. I'd like to take it apart and figure out what it's made of but...then Nibbles wouldn't be able to play with it! Hold on, I'm fetching Nibbles. Lil dude is gonna LOVE this! " She says, stomping upstairs.
As Dakota heads upstairs, another girl heads down. A girl of Japanese descent, clad in a plaid skirt, maryjanes, a tall white socks, a white button-up and a blue blazer. "Eyyy Jazzy. Megan found something amazing at the store." Vicky says. Jazzy, or Jasmine, rolls her eyes. What. You got a new brand of dog diapers or something? You know where are ways to.." She begins griping about the dog, but is quickly cut off by Vicky. "No Jazzy! We got a new toy for for Nibbles." "Huh. Pet thing. I was half right. What is it?" You are getting tired of the introductions. Soon enough Jasmine is acquainted with you. That marks five girls now. As they chat among themselves, Dakota returns with the cage, and you feel a chill down your spine. Plastic. Solid. Plastic. No mesh cage bars to slip through. Just a golden hamster currently scurrying about in fright . His cage is set down with a mighty THUD in the center of the table. The hamster immediately rushes to the side of the cage and stands more or less as upright as he can, clinging against the bars. Nibbles
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A matter of scale. You begin to think to yourself about your decision to shrink to 3/4 of an inch tall. 'three quarters of an inch isn't much different than 3 inches.' you thought at the time. 'Humans will be giants anyway. Big enough to hold me on the palm of their hand' You thought. Nibbles stands at a terrifying 6 inches in height. This is much larger than a gap between the gap between a bear and a human. Even a fictional dire bear would only be about 15 feet tall at most. No, Nibbles here is a full eight times your height. A newborn hamster, perhaps, would be as big as a dire bear. But this is a full bodied adult. The average hamster should weight about 150 grams. You likely weight only 1. Nibbles may be nominally in the same boat as you, a mere toy-sized pet in comparison to the girls...but his is a drastically different situation. If only you could grow yourself to three inches now. Man vs. Hamster would be a fair fight.
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The girls chatter about as you and Nibbles meet eyes for the first time. The hamster looks at you with simple curiosity. As he examines you, Vicky speaks up. "So. Megan and I made a bet. We're curious to see what Nibbles will do with the little toy here. " She says. You scream and pound your fists against your container. That damned sociopath! " Megan thinks Nibbles is gonna get all horny and use it as a sextoy. I say he's gonna go for a good ol' chew. What do you say, girls? Wanna place your bets? Dakota and Jasmine concur with Vicky, having trouble imagining Nibbles screwing something so small. Latisha begs to differ, siding with Megan. As the girls talk, Vicky gets up to grab a pair of scissors from the kitchen counter to open up your container. As she's walking there, Megan speaks up. "Hey Vicky. Wanna pop some popcorn for us so we can snack while we watch?" "yeah sure." .
You sit in your container for a bit longer as Vicky microwaves some popcorn and even fills five cups with ice and sets out a pair of 2 liters for her friends. The girls continue to noisily chat as they get ready for the festivities. You think to yourself that this really is not unlike a group of roman patricians dining and enjoying themselves as a captive is brought out to be slaughtered by the lions in the coliseum. A modern day equivalent. Their chatter grows louder. Latisha accidentally blasts out a fart, earning some laughter from her peers. Dakota picks up your pack and does a weird looking selfie with her camera, then snaps a photo. For her part Jasmine is mainly focused on chatting with her friends over Discord, her maryjane-clad feet propped up against the tabletop, but shoots you the occasional glance from time to time.
Eventually Vicky grabs your container, sending you tumbling about. She turns it upside down, cardboard side up as she prepares to pierce it with the scissors. Megan cautions her. "Watch out. You ought to pretty much toss it in the moment you get the container open. Thing a can really move. " Vicky nods before plunging the enormous scissors-blade into your container in an explosion of noise, the huge metal mercifully not coming close to colliding with you. more noise can be heard as Vicky peels the cardboard off of your container. The moment it opens you scramble for the opening, managing to evade Vicky's fingers. "OH CRAP!" She booms. You can hear blaring base-heavy techno music, quite appropriate for your situation really, as you descend for the tabletop. You hit the surface hard but quickly get to your feet begin to run, only to see Dakota's pinching fingers descending for you! The time for words is over. The girls are all heavily invested in seeing you die at the hands of the hamster, and even if you go for diplomacy the music will likely drown out your voice.
Unless something spectacular happens, you're going to be spending your time not at the mercy of a group of five college-aged sorority girls (or at least not directly), but rather at the mercy of one enormous hamster. As Dakota's fingers greedily descend for your capture, you perform a desperate evasive leap! | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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