After avoiding getting stepped on by Wendy, Marco mustered up all of the strength he had and climbed up her mountain of a body until he was at her left ear. All he had to do now was shout into her ear to get her attention. Easier said than done.
"HEY WENDY! I'M OVER HERE! HELP! I'M SHRUNK! HELP ME!" Marco yelled as loudly as he could into Wendy's left ear hoping the red-haired teen would hear him.
A few seconds passed, and Wendy just turned the page in her magazine, not even registering Marco's tiny voice. "Oh come on! It's just no good. She still can't hear me." Marco sighed.
He wasn't ready to give up so easily as he took a deep breath and prepared to scream into her ear once again. However, while he was doing that, Wendy grabbed her bag of chips again. That was when Marco took his chance and yelled into Wendy's earlobe.
"WEEEEEENDYYYYYY!!! I'M ON YOUR EAR! HEEEELP MEEEEE!!!" Marco screamed until he was out of breath and panted as he waited for her to respond, if she could.
Fortunately, it seemed that Wendy might've heard him this time. "Huh? What was that?" Out of nowhere, the red-haired girl thought she heard a slight noise ringing in her ear. She turned her head back and forth looking for whoever it was that spoke to her, which also put Marco in danger as he felt her movements shaking him off of her ear.
As Wendy turned her head to each direction, Marco felt the fast movements throwing him to each side of her ear. He tried to gain his balance back, but unfortunately, he instantly fell off of her ear and screamed in terror as he plummeted from her head.
"Weird. I thought I heard someone." Wendy said in slight confusion. Once she saw absolutely nobody else in the store, she quickly shrugged it off as nothing and resumed her business.
Meanwhile, Marco thought he was going to fall to his doom only to have his fall broken very quickly by something surprisingly hard. It wasn't much of a soft landing, but it was haired enough to break his bones either, so he just sighed in relief.
"Oh man. I thought I had her there." Marco lamented. He was pulled from his thoughts when he found out where he had landed. It appeared to be a large enclosure filled with massive brown slabs that smelled familiar to him.
"What the? Are these..." Marco licked one of the slabs and recognized the taste. It was then that he realized where he was and learned of the danger he was currently in. "Oh no."
Marco realized that he fell into Wendy's chip bag and felt a large shadow covering him as looked above to see a giant hand coming for him. He ran out of its way until he reached the end of the bag. He was lucky to avoid being grabbed and then watched as the hand grabbed a few chips and lifted them out of the bag. From the opening at the top of the bag, Marco could see Wendy's large face looming above him and watched in horror as she deposited the chips into her mouth like before.
The sight of her chewing and grinding the chips with her powerful jaws, along with the loud crunching sound her teeth made, shook the shrunken boy to his core. Once she swallowed the chips, Marco heard her gulp them down as a lump in her neck that sank into her chest.
He stayed at the side of the bag to avoid being caught, watching as her hand reached in and out of it grabbing one chip after another. The sound of Wendy chomping the chips got worse and worse each time he heard it. Marco was now trapped in the bag petrified as he dreaded when it would be his turn to be eaten alive by the giant redhead.
"This is bad!" Marco panicked. "What do I do? I can't see a way out of here." Marco's eyes followed Wendy's hand as it went up and down with another edible victim. All he could do now was keep to the side to avoid becoming a snack for as long as he could. He didn't know how much longer he could last, but he had no other choice. So, he just stayed there and hoped Wendy would never catch him.
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