You know your hiding spot is really good, and you should just stay for Barbie to return, cause she will help you. That doesn’t change the fact that you want to go to that closet. You are curious with the light that was coming from it, but you were also wanting to go there cause you do feel like you would be safer there.
So that was the plan. Doing a small peak around and out, you look to see if anyone was there. You instantly went back, hiding as you see Molly walk over, passing you and going to another room. These woman were so giant, a big reason you didn’t want to go to them.
Not to toot your own horn, but you are pretty sure they all have a liking and a crush to you. Lindsay for sure, and the other two as well.
So that was why you were moving closer and making sure to take your time. Eventually you got closer, arriving just under closet. It was quite the sprint from the couch to the closet, but you didn’t let anything stop you.
As well as from the fact that no giantess was in sight, and you didn’t want to stay out in the open. Just begging to be stepped on and found.
You were at the closet, just in time for Molly to walk back the way she came. You watch the monolith go as you breath a sigh of relief.
Guess you should owe Barbie a thanks. Your reduced height did help you not get found. You are halfway from doll size. She couldn’t see you. Granted if she did, you could not prevent her from doing whatever she wanted with you, but you are not gonna focus on that right now. Instead you moved ahead and came down, crawling under the closet into safety. With your size, you were able to easily go under.
Granted your stomach got a carpet burn, but that was easily ignorable.
Right now, you were on the other side as you look at the small illuminated space.
It was bright not because of the light, but as it turns out candles. All lit and in order.
You wondered why, when suddenly you looked forward and your heart dropped.
Your eyes shooting out as you look at the weird world that was in front of you.
It... was you, your face? A giant picture of your face! You look around, seeing so much pictures! Everywhere really.
One of you in the shower, one of you in your car, one of you at the pool. Even one of you sleeping. There would have to be over fifty pictures of you just scattered around!
You were left stunned and confused about it, why was this here?
Looking around more, you could spot... your toothbrush? Why was your last toothbrush here! Also, your underwear, propped up and hanged for all to see.
Your eyes went wide, as you suddenly piece together what this was. It was a shrine!!!
“What the hell!!” You yell, but cover your mouth in fear. This suddenly got so much more dangerous.
These girls are obsessed with you. All the photos look like they were taking from bushes or windows. You were scared before if they were going to find you, now you are borderline terrified thinking what would happen.
You just got to go and get somewhere safe. You need Barbie right now, she will protect you. She can grow in size and just take you out. Right now you just want to get out.
One final look at the scary shrine that was made for you, and then you leave. Crawling under as you get to the other side. You peak from where you were, seeing a giant girl simply walk her way through. It was Natalie, and your heart froze.
She passed without much knowledge of you, just like her mother did. Before, you were a bit uncomfortable around these giant girls, now your hearts pretty much freeze at this point.
Thinking about, Lindsay probably knows about the shrine, and so does her mother. Considering it’s in the main room. Would the daughter know about it either. Natalie isn’t that obsessed, and she hasn’t shown any interest in you so maybe.
As she sat down onto the couch, you ignore her and go to get Barbie. Yet you don’t know where she is in this giant world. You have no idea which room she is, or what she is even doing.
Regardless she was your hope to grow big, and you need her. Maybe though... it would be better to just go out and run.
You could get away and leave the house. Barbie knows your home, so hopefully she would be able to meet you back there. That way you won’t risk actually ending at this point. Cause if those three girls see you, you are going to be done.
Or maybe you could phone a friend, you don’t have your phone on you, but it was back at your home. Maybe one of them can figure something out.
Natalie shifted her feet and made you jump, freaking out a bit as you look at the giant and towering girl. Everything was giant and towering, but she was one of them.
You need to go ahead and quietly sneak your way through, making sure you aren’t found.
The mother Molly came out then.
She was half on her phone, so you use that to your advantage. her gaze was on her phone and you move, taking steps through the place. When her gaze was anywhere else, you froze like a statue.
Planning to blend in with the ground, you repeated this for a very long time. Her gaze on, you move, her gaze off you freeze.
You did for so long that you were pretty much at the couch when suddenly you hear foot falls. It was the mother coming back, and this was something you were not excited for.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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