You felt a chill at the words as well as a pang of anger. You were nothing more than an amusement to this guy and there was very little you could do about it. You watched in horror as a huge finger suddenly invaded the ear you were hiding in, wet with saliva. Before you could move you were adhered to the tip of the finger and pulled out. You wiggled but you were like a bug in a glue trap. You could wiggle but pulling yourself free as the finger moved up to the eyes of the giant was impossible. Besides, he'd just catch you anyway if you got out. You went limp and stared at your captor; you could only see his eyes but you could tell he was smiling.
Without another word he began to wade back to the beach. He gently brought his thumb to bear, pressing you between the two digits. With the slightest increase in pressure, he could squash you like a grape, but he was careful with his find. Not taking his outrageously large eyes off you, he headed back to his bag. His wife was nearby, but he briefly ignored her as he used his other hand to root around and find...something. You weren't sure what it was and it was pointless to even try to move. Best to bide your time.
Soon enough it was clear. He'd been looking for a bottle of water. It was already half-empty and you watched as he drained what was left, an ocean of water falling down the gaping pit of his throat. Then he smirked at you as he held the bottle up so you could see and turned it upside down, shaking out the last remaining droplets of water... now his intention was clear. The thumb released you and you were still adhered to the tip of the finger, though not for long - he held the bottle sideways and shoved the finger inside, then brushed you against the bottle...finally you were released from the stinky, saliva-covered fingertip, only to find yourself in a different kind of prison. You stumbled to your feet and tried to run to the opening but the giant laughed and tipped it back upright; you rolled to the bottom of the bottle, landing painfully right at the base, a would-be tiny droplet of water coming up to your knees.
The giant held it up now, staring in at you with a grin. He shook the bottle slightly and laughed as you were thrown around inside, hitting the sides of the solid plastic.
He screwed the top back onto the bottle and said, "see you later," quietly, before dropping the bottle back in the bag.
Well. Shit. How'd you end up here? You at least had an opportunity to escape now, unguarded - you had a feeling that once you got back to this guy's house, you might never see the light of day again. The giant had been complacent and now you had a chance to use your resourcefulness to escape...
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