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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2277990
Based on the popular shrinking/giantess comic series.
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Chapter #5

Shrunken on the Living Room

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Clarissa was standing at the table in the living room, it looked like a block of street in comparison. She looked back at the box of cookies, now as big as a house. She didn't know how to react with so much fear of her surroundings, always holding her soft buddy in her hands.

Suddenly, a loud buzzing sound began to fill the air, causing her to hold Mr. Snuggles tighter. Every second it repeated itself, which made her more afraid. She looked around the table, and made sure that there was nothing around the table, which she guessed right, she went to look at the couch to finally know where the buzzing was coming from... It was her cell phone, someone was calling her, but it was on silent mode.

She felt a relief after knowing that there was no one around her, but one doubt that she had is who was the one who called her, in addition to the fact that the cell phone was lying with the screen facing the couch and not at her.

"Oh, maybe it was Sarah... Probably she is on the way to pick me up... God, I don't know how to explain her this... If she can still recognize me"

Clarissa began to be afraid of imagining if Sarah, her best friend, forget her at the table, like nothing but a speck... or WORSE, to believe that she was a bug and to crush her by mistake... But it's impossible to imagine that coming from Sarah, NOT HER! Claire knew her friends would recognize her.... But what if the girls don't turn out to be the ones who called her either? If they might send someone else?. She couldn't help but hold Mr. Snuggles tightly to relieve herself of her fears.

Suddenly, another sound was heard, this time outside the living room... It was the front door, someone was entering the house, she turned her gaze to the entrance, speculating that it was at least someone she felt safe with besides Mr. Snuggles. As it reveals to be...
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