As the cruel Goddess laid across the locker room bench, it failed to notice two ant-sized figures run beside its naked figure. Both Claire and Yasmin had avoided detection so far but had become stuck upon reaching the edge of the bench. The tinies had failed themselves as they stepped into the cold, hardened remains of Ms. Lee’s shake. It encased their feet, cementing them to the wooden bench. They both cry out in frustration and fear as the Goddess stirs next to them, its hot air from its giant nostrils blow their hair ragged. In between intervals of breath, Yasmin makes a confession...
“Claire! I... wanted to say this to you after practise. Then shit got weird. But I guess now’s a good time to say it before we’re well, crushed or eaten or some shit.” She looks upon Claire’s eyes with a tearful joy... “I love you... Like actually love you. You’ve always been there as my friend and I’m always hoping, praying that one day... We can be more than that. I know it won’t happen because you’re with Derek. It still hurts my heart that we can’t be together!”
Claire stops struggling and looks towards her friend sorrowfully. “It’s gonna be alright Yasmin. I know that being in this situation might make you... Reveal some things about yourself. Yes, my heart belongs to Derek but if he lets me down ever... You’ll be the first to know!” She gives a wink and a warm smile to she jittery mess that is Yasmin. She finally releases herself from her sticky confinement and rushes to Yasmin. placing her hands softly on Yasmin’s bare legs she tugs until she is freed. They run towards the edge of the bench, hand in hand until a familiar voice rings out.
“Claire!” The voice called out excitedly.
Both Claire and Yasmin stop, both realising that the voice didn’t boom out, in fact, it was quite close by and it was male. Soon after a flurry of footsteps rush from behind and Claire is gripped in an embrace by Derek.
“Holy fuck babe! You’re alive!” He squeezes the surprised girlfriend tighter, “I thought I lost you Claire... I’m sorry.”
“Yeah about that!” Yasmin strides up, almost separating the hug. “What the fuck are you doing here? Why are you tiny? Why have you still got clothes? Fucking pervert! You’ve been here the WHOLE time and didn’t think to call or get help!?” Yasmin stands with her hands on her hips accusingly. While Derek begins to sob.
“I said I was sorry! I... froze! We had a plan to help you all,”
“We?” Both Claire and Yasmin interject. Claire now stands closer to Yasmin.
“Yeah! Me and Johnny... It was his idea to come here, see you guys. Then he saw you Yasmin.”
“The fuck you mean he ‘saw’ me? Fucking perv I’ll throw a fist in both of your faces when we sort this out.”
“I meant!” Derek interrupts, “he saw Stacy pick on you. So he wanted to help by using an invention my Dad made, a shrink ray.” Both Yasmin and Claire look bemused but revert their faces as they realise it’s the best explanation at the moment. “So Johnny had the ray. I’d set it to 1/4 of an inch. He was meant to fire at Stacy, then you’d crush her or something while looking for her.” He starts to chuckle much to the disgust of Claire and Yasmin.
“Right, so where is Johnny now? I want to hug him, then fucking kill him!” Yasmin says through gritted teeth. It’s not long before a shriek is heard from behind them. The trio turn and find that Johnny has been caught in a vice-like grip between Ms. Lee’s thumb and forefinger. The former below and latter above him. They look like a roof and floor that is ready to crush him flat.
“Please! You have to help me. She grabbed me before I could reach you guys, argh!” His head and feet are suddenly pressed in, beginning the crush. Finally, the cruel Goddess’ face looms over the tinies. Her face is a twisted, delirious smile.
“That’s enough out of you, ant. Thank you for the translation though.” She licks her lips at the tinies below as she twists her body, allowing a plump breast to plop and crash onto the bench. The shockwave makes the tinies drop to the wooden surface. “ From what I just heard... One of you owns a ‘shrink ray’? The tinies look dumbfounded. “Don’t bullshit me you twerps. I’m asking for a simple thing. Hand it over, or your tiny fiend gets used as my next tampon!” She lets out a hearty laugh as the tinies deliberate below.
“We can’t give that maniac the power to do this intentionally! Think of the people she’ll use and kill!” Claire protests while Yasmin nods in agreement.
“Besides, what’s stopping her from just taking the ray? Where is it?” Yasmin chimes in. Derek awkwardly stuffs his hands behind him into his pants pocket. Pulling the shrink ray out.
“I guess cause its tiny. It’s broken too! Johnny had a big part in that.” Derek looks at the gargantuan form of Ms. Lee who is currently caressing a nipple with Johnny’s head. “Maybe, we can give her the broken ray, she’ll release Johnny. And we run, my backpack is outside. We can call my dad and he’ll save us.”
The trio look in unison and nod in defeat. As they turn to face the goddess she has not let up in torturing Johnny as his form is scraped against her pubic strip, nearing her moist folds. The tinies raise their hands and arms. Just about catching the Goddess’s attention. In a swift movement, she clutches Johnny in the vice-like grip.
“Have you twerps made the right choice?” Her voice booms over the tinies as they make an incredibly difficult choice...
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