This choice: Go to the trashcan and find the device. • Go Back...Chapter #5Journey to the Kitchen by: Dread   You would rather not reveal that you stole a secret size device to your dad's girlfriend or rely on assistance from her kid daughter. You would rather not rely on anyone for help as your helplessness grows inverse to your stature. You know that the remote is in the trashcan and if you can just get to it, you won't have to worry about getting any assistance. You surreptitiously move through the hallway as your point-of-view continues to sink downwards. The baseboards of the hallway walls are rising up in relation to your leg and the hallway is more like a multi-lane highway as it continues to ever expand, and your feet are starting to sink into the carpet like walking in grass. Your heart races as your approaching doll-sized body crosses in front of Lexi's room. The gap under her closed bedroom door is almost big enough for you to crawl under, maybe you could if you pressed your body deep into the carpet and squeezed through. You were tempted to lay down just to take a look, but you shuddered at the thought of Lexi suddenly opening the door and seeing you. Hell, if she didn't see you and accidentally kicked or stepped on you, it would probably result in a bone-breaking injury.
Quickening your pace, you make it to the edge of the hallway and find yourself just about in the living room where you see the couches in the distance just ahead which surround the gigantic television and a medium-sized table. A small table is just to your right and beyond that is the front door. Looking to your left you see the entryway to the kitchen. Just beyond the entryway you make out the round dining table and chairs surrounding it. Ahead of that is the start of the expansive kitchen counter in which you make out the kitchen faucet and dish drainer on top of it along with various appliances, but you can't make out much more of the kitchen counter or other appliances due to your point of view beyond the entryway until you get in the kitchen itself. The most important thing, however, is visible as it is against the backside of the kitchen counter on the other side of the sink, the trashcan.
With your sights set on the trashcan, you start to walk towards it but not before feeling your stomach lurch as your eyes become level with the top of the baseboard of the edge of the hallway and living room walls. At this point, you are not much more than a couple inches tall. Each step on the cold carpet is inconsistent as sometimes you can walk somewhat normally and other times your foot sinks deeper than you expect into the carpet strands causing you to almost lose balance. Sounds from Lexi's room echoes as the air is becoming a large void in which sound bounces over and over in a way normal ears couldn't perceive. You cross through the small portion of the living room and into the kitchen entryway and your feet land onto the hard surface of the cream-colored tiles of the kitchen floor. Suddenly you hear a woman's muffled voice behind you causing you to quickly spin around and see the front doorknob turn from several hundred yards away. The muffled voices suddenly become loud echoes as you see a curvy woman in her thirties with dark brown hair. The woman's eyes were shaped with black eyeliner and faint purple shadow, while a generous amount of foundation covered her slightly aging face while her lavender lips were slightly frowned. She walks into the house and close the door behind her with one hand as her other hand is holding a cellphone to her ear. Her white tank-top can barely contain her breasts as you look down at her black shorts attached to long-shapely legs and her feet bare as her toes scrunch the living room carpet. It's Rachel.
The titaness walks towards you while talking on the phone, her coffee-colored eyes scan around looking at the living room and then up as she rolls them before responding to whoever she is talking to on the phone. She is walking right towards you and each step makes her bigger and bigger. You almost want to get her attention but realize that you are so close to getting the remote by yourself and really don't want to be seen. You don't want to run away because then she would definitely notice you, but you don't want to just be in the middle of the kitchen floor where she will notice you anyways. All you can do is stay still and start running through how you are going to explain this to her. You look up at her face and realize she is not looking down at you and then you look at her approaching feet and realize you are in a worst danger than having to explain yourself. Rachel is so huge that her footsteps create a loud thud as her heel slams onto the kitchen floor and you feel the ground shake enough to make you lose balance. Her other foot then swings forward and hovers right above you as her slightly dirty sole eclipses the light from above! You hold your arms up and nearly scream but the foot keeps moving and her heel slams right behind you.
Rachel continues walking deeper in the kitchen and she heads to the center of the kitchen counters where opens a cabinet from above having to use her tip toes to reach up for a wineglass. At normal size it is watching a petite woman struggle to get something you can get flat-footed but at your size it was an impressive display of her ginormous height. You get off the ground and realize that now is your chance to get to the trash can! You run towards it and get closer to the kitchen counters it is leaned against, which obscures your view of Rachel as you hear what sounds to be her opening a wine bottle and pouring the liquid in the glass she just obtained while still talking on the phone.
You approach the towering trashcan, a black obelisk that is stained with dried up sauce and surrounded by gravel-like crumbs which seem to get bigger and bigger. The trashcan itself is so hopelessly high, you have no idea how you would ever get up to find the size device! At your toddler-size from earlier you could topple the trash can but now you would need a way to get inside of it and without anything to hold onto, climbing it is impossible.
Your thoughts get interrupted as the ground shakes even more than before this time and the thud you heard from Rachel walking earlier is now like an audible boom from a dinosaur footstep sound effect. Your body and the rock-sized crumbs jostle with each step until you see a massive foot land from around the corner of the counter you are under. Looking up, Rachel is absolutely massive to where you have to crane your head all the way back to see her face, which you are starting to have some trouble making out as visible particles of dust create a sort of fog at larger distances. Rachel's booming footsteps become less impactful as she walks away from being just a couple feet from where you are to being a few yards as she sits places her wineglass on the table and pulls out a chair from the dining table to sit down.
Knowing you can't get to the size device without help, you run towards the gigantic Rachel until you feel you are just in front of her without getting too close to her massive feet planted on the ground. You look up at her and start screaming while waving your arms, but Rachel doesn't even look down at you as she continues talking on the phone. It feels like you are staring up at a queen sitting on a throne or more accurately a goddess at her Olympian perch as she carelessly glances towards you but doesn't seem to discern as anything worthy of a second look. You try screaming for her again but her only response is to lift up her leg and cross it over the other, revealing her soot-covered sole from when she was smoking on the porch. You try to think of what to do and take the time to listen to some of her concert volumed voice.
"Honestly, I don't feel like doing anything either after today. I'm probably just going to order a pizza for me and Lexi because I don't even feel like cooking." Rachel says as she leans back against the chair and sips more wine.
While she is relaxing, you need to find some way to get her attention. You try to think of options. Maybe you could find a way up the kitchen table where you would be closer to her. The other option is maybe getting her to look down?  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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