Unceremoniously, she plucked me from where I stood. Her fingers holding me fast around my midsection, I couldn't resist if I were to try. She gave a quick glance to the clock on her wall.
"I think that'll do it for today." She seemed to say to herself, though it was certainly not inaudible to my shrunken sense of hearing.
With her free hand she heaved her pocketbook onto her lap and opened it. I looked down into what appeared to be a bottomless pit. As her hand began to lower, with no consideration of the speed of my decent, The mouth of the casm grew, and still only a vague cluster of shapes was visbile to me. Finally, she released me. I tumbled over the contents of her purse until my motion was promptly arrested at what must be the bottom. She gave no parting words or even so much as a glance to me as the zipper sounded loudly overhead, plunging me into darkness. Before I could even begin to panic, again my world erupted in quaking motion as she swung her bag onto her shoulder. With ever step and turn she made the bag would swing and sway and I would cling to whatever I could feasibly cling to, though often, I was left to roll about the bottom of her bag. Though I was more than apprehensive, I couldn't shake the sensation of joy. I hated to admit it, to admit being small and helpless was a point of pleasure felt wrong. However, I was almost exactly where I wanted to be. I was totally at her mercy. The deeply sexualized world of the giantess fetish need not apply. I belonged to a Goddess as far as I was concerned. Any consequences and concerns would simply fall to the wayside until self preservation and reality clashed. Even then, I couldn't help but wonder... "Just what is she going to do with me?"
The motion ceased. The sound of car doors, seatbelt alarms, and finally, an engine. I sat perfectly still, taking in the situation, and loving every moment so far.
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