This choice: You and her booth shrunk • Go Back...Chapter #4If You Break It, You Bought It by: Alina   “Huh…it…did I get the place wrong?” Lacey asked, checking the map on her phone again and spinning around to see if she could identify some landmarks. Nope. She was on the right part of the venue and all the shit that should have been around her merch booth was all correct. “Fuck…I mean…Kat’s the one setting up tonight. She normally does it right,” Lacey sighed, flicking the map away and scrolling through her contact list to see if she’d remembered to save Kat’s number in her phone. Finding the number, she pressed it and held the phone to her ear as the dial tone began to sound. Nearby, the phone began to ring…but Lacey wouldn’t hear it. Afterall, Kat’s phone wasn’t as big as Lacey’s anymore…nor was Kat. Shivering, Lacey’s merch booth salesperson looked up at the headliner looming over her like a downtown skyscraper…with feet….
THOOOOOM….
Kat screamed, ducking behind the merch booth as Lacey’s left foot slammed down a few inches away from her hiding spot, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris that rained down on her like a landmine had just gone off! Peeking out from under the booth’s tablecloth, Kat felt her heart leap into her chest. About 10 yards in front of her was a wall of white rubber that stood at least 7 feet high. The top row had a series of thick black ropes weaving in and out of the material, linking the rubber rampart to a massive sail of black canvas that was peppered with bits of dust and debris that clung to the woven material like remnants of grapeshot lodged in a castle’s wall. Higher still, Kat saw as the fabric gave way to pale flesh; veins stood out like blue waterslide tubes and Lacey’s ankle cast its own shadow that swallowed the booth in its darkness. Kat had always liked Toms in the past; they were comfy and cute. Lacey’s pair gave off an entirely different feeling now; from her position on the ground, the cute flats now looked like an imposing fortress…and Kat was the unfortunate soul who now had to launch a lone assault on its wall (https://m.facebook.com/LaceySturm81/phot...). Whimpering, Kat could only stare as Lacey squatted down and her own phone’s ringing stopped; from her eyes rolling, it was clear she’d been sent to voicemail. One chance to contact the giantess who’s mere presence dominated her world, and Kat had let it slip by.
“L-Lacey?” Kay managed to squeak, her voice cracking as the wall of Lacey’s foot groaned from her shifting weight. “L-Lacey! Lacey, oh fuck, please! I’m here! I-I’m down here!” Kat began to scream, her voice gaining strength with every word. Still, even when she began shouting at the top of her lungs, Kat’s voice didn’t even make Lacey twitch in response.
GRRRRRRRRRN….
The tiny woman’s eyes shot back down to see the white, rubber portion of the Toms had moved…closer? To Kat’s horror, Lacey slowly began rising to her full height once more. In a matter of moments, Lacey was once again taller than the Empire State Building and stretching higher. Rising onto her tip-toes, Lacey sighed and shifted her stance. Kat pissed herself as the dirty sole of Lacey’s Toms replaced her sky…and began to fall. “F-Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Not like this! I-I’m not gonna die like this! L-Laaaaaaaaceeeee-”
BABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM….
There was no more booth. It had crunched under the ball of Lacey’s foot, shattering into a mess of splintered wood, twisted metal, smashed shot-glasses, and crushed coffee cups. T-shirts, sweaters, and other clothing that had been piled high were flattened into a messy mass of fabric, sliced to bits by the tiny pebbles that had been lodged in the underside of her footwear. Everything that had been caught by the unforgiving rubber sole of Lacey’s flats was flattened. Everything. Panting and sobbing in relief, Kat saw that she had managed to scrape by the fraction of an inch that separated her continued existence as a person… from her potential death as a greasy smear on Lacey’s sole. Although she was bug-sized, Kat was alive. At least for now. But if she didn’t move soon, another twist of Lacey’s foot might spell the end of her.
Kat couldn’t afford to wait and plan her next move. There was one place nearby where she would be least likely to get stepped on…and that was on Lacey’s foot itself. Looking up at the instep of Lacey’s left foot, Kat knew that this was stupid, but staying still was even dumber. Running forward, she leaped at the rubber wall and began scrambling up the small imperfections. “J-Just need…to…reach…the…fabric,” she groaned, struggling to find hand and footholds on the thick material. Maybe it was because she was so tiny or maybe it was because of the adrenaline running through her system, but Kat managed to scramble up the wall and grabbed hold of the black stitching with an iron grip. That was one step down. Unfortunately, Lacey looked like she was about to take another step.
THOOOOM….
With her stretch over, Lacey allowed her heels to come back down onto the tile floor (nearly shaking Kat off her precarious hold in the process). Stowing her phone back in her pocket, Lacey was about to move when she felt something under her foot. Something…dusty? It was slight, but her foot just seemed to shift. Lacey remembered that this venue had a very special security system; anyone in an unauthorized area was warned and, if they didn’t vacate the area, shrunken. It had been designed to stop people from stealing and running since you needed to be found and restored to your normal height. Lacey had thought that the system was turned off for them…but the slight sensation of something crunching under the thing rubber sole of her Toms made Lacey begin to break out in a nervous sweat.
“Oh no…nonononono…. Not Kat,” Lacey whined, looking around and finding a nearby table she could plop herself down on top of. Slowly lifting her left foot, Lacey began bouncing toward the table on her right foot, cursing under her breath and praying that Kat just flaked on them.
THOOOM!
“S-Shit!”
THOOOM!
“Nononono!”
THOOOM!
“L-Lacey! Please!” Kat whined, her fingers burning as each of the giantess’ bounces toward the table threatened to doom the shrunken woman to a bone-shattering freefall. It seemed like Lacey had gotten the picture of what was going on, but her attempts to be careful were going to kill Kat at this rate! Digging deep, the tiny woman dug her hands into the black ropes even further, causing her fingers and knuckles to scream out in pain as each hop threatened to push them beyond their limits. If the pressure had increased on a single finger much more, then Kat knew they’d snap. Broken hands couldn’t help her climb the giant singer. It was a race against time. Would Kat’s hands last till Lacey made it to a seat? Or would she lose her grip and splatter on the dirty tile floor below?
THOOOM!
“Please, please, please let me be wrong,” Lacey whined as she made it to the table and turned around, planting her butt on the surface and hoisting herself up. Legs crossed, the giant woman paused, almost too afraid to see what debris might be clinging to the sole of her left foot (https://ibb.co/xs9PPL8). What if? Lacey felt her cheeks growing red at the thought. Poor Kat. Down there. Calling for her, screaming for help. Did she really? Closing her eyes tight, Lacey swallowed audibly and grabbed her foot, pulling it closer for a look.
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