“I’ve

^^^

You got some weird errors in there dude.

Good detail describing Bobby’s ride in the girl’s pocket.

One thing I’d recommend is to do a search for ‘ly’ in your stories and see where adverbs can be removed. For example ‘suddenly interrupted’ - the word ‘interrupted’ implies suddenly. ‘Suddenly engrossed’ would be stronger as just ‘engrossed’. ‘steadily stepped’ would be better as ‘stepped’ or a more descriptive verb like ‘strode’.

PS. I'm glad you went the waitress route.

I'm first, for once? Yay me!

As for this chapter? Quite the (ahem!) arousing climax.

Author's Response:

Why thank you, kind Sir!

The waitress!

The way you described Roseane didnt sound that appealing in my opinion.

Also, i think the waitress, airline hostess, secretary, nurse relationship is always good. They have their job to do, and its great to see these types of women intereact with tinies. Then they break rules to have fun with the tiny which is always fun to read.

Or we can have the waitress go back to Diane. She could serve him to Diane.
Example:" Miss, would you like a foot massage?

"Yes please. My right foot is sore, and my toes would like some work", said Diane.

The watiress brings Bob, hidden inside her fist.
She bends down to Diane's feet and takes Diane's right high heel off.

She places Bob inside the high heel so his head is in the toe section. Bob's legs are in the arch area and Bob is looking up, the back of his head in the grooves of Diane's toe prints.

"Stay still, and relax" the waitress whispers to Bob winking at him. (Diane doesnt notice.)

The wiatress then lifts her head from under the table and gently inserts Diane's foot into the high heel shoe.

Diane feels a cushion but doesnt realize that it is Bob since he is still.

"Thank you, have a great day" the waitress waves goodbye to Diane. Diane just gave her a tip for the cushion.

Bob, suffers trying to breathe and begins to slightly move. Diane doesnt feel mich because she is walking.

Diane drives home still thinking that the cushion is just adjusting to the shape of her foot. The waitress told her it will move after a while.

Bob meanwhile was trying to move, his body trapped under the weight put on him, his voice muted by the foot on his face.

Diane finally reaches home and arrives in her bedroom. She sits down on her bed, and takes her feet out of her heels.

Then she hears it. It sounded like screaming.

Diane noticed it came from her shoe and looked down. She saw Bob yelling words of pain. She looked even closer to see any wounds. Just bruises, she was relieved.

She gently puts him on her palm.

"Bob, were you in my shoe this whole time?"

"Yes" was all he can say.

"How can I make it up to you"?

"Just keep me safe" Bob answered.

"I promise. Want to have my leftovers?" Diane asked like a caring mother.

"I would love to, thank you Diane."

--End chapter--.

Well, that was fun. I guess I got carried away again. Great chapter. I hope its the waitress next!

Author's Response:

Hm, I don't know Tom.  If Diane 'unawarely',  walked on tiny Bobby, (while trapped inside her shoe) 'Realistically', her weight would puverize him into a jelly-like paste that would ooze out from between her gigantic toes and dribble all over her shoe.  The weight convertion, would be something like 60 tons, compared to him.

Cool stuff, midnight! A little criticism I have here is that this chapter kind of felt like filler, you could have just skipped all the in-suitcase stuff to speed things up, but it was interesting nonetheless.

I'm first for once? Yay, me! :-D

Seriously though; that would depend. Is this the a la cart waitress who was wearing the sexy black tights when she so unwittingly (ALWAYS wanted to use that word!) scooped up Bob with the napkin? Or, is this the Asian-American hottie who told the former about Rosie wanting room service after her next-to-last set?

Personally, I'd opt for Column A...just so we can see what the first waitress looks like.

Author's Response:

It's the first one.  She must have changed into her skirt for the evening shift, it would be just slightly better suited for the afternoon crowd and as she has learned, she get's a lot more tip's when she's wearing a short skirt.  ;)

Awesome descriptions, this chapter! You had me picturing Gina Gershon's face and body with Reese witherspoon's sultry voice. You almost make me feel bad about the rush to judgement in my previous review, too. Emphasis on "almost," though!

After what happened with Philip Seymour Hoffman, this past winter, I'd hate to see another celebrity (even a fictional budding one) use the wrong kind of emotional crutch when dealing with "overnight" fame.

Author's Response:

Thanks Cary!  I was picturing Gina too!  I never considered Reesie's sultry voice until now, but- I see what you mean, yeah, that'll work! :)

Dude, whats €™?

Oh I see. Now that makes sense. Looks like that giantess was the performer. This should be fun.

I know that you are very creative so I wanted to test how creative your writing is.

Sure, you can use those ideas in the future but for the next chapter about Bobby, I want you to surprise me.

I did not expect that waitress to use that napkin Bobby was under, but to me that was creative. I like that.

If I really wanted you to use my ideas, it would be Diane placing a collar on Bobby's balls and that collar is always tracked by Diane's phone so Diane will find him. (Of course this means that Diane had to have explained to Bobby that the collar around his balls is for his own safety, so she can always be aware of his location.) That way, Diane will find Bobby, and probably punish him for escaping. (By now you know what I mean by the "punishment".) Bobby serves his punishment as she drives back to her house immedialty going toward her bedroom and taking Bob out and having her way with him.

That would be my idea, but this is your story. I want to see your vivid imagination in your writing. You never dissapoint! :)

Author's Response:

Um, did you mean that Diane should use the 'Multi-purpose, ultra-sensitive, semi-restrictive, testicular tracking devise?'...  she would never use such a 'bondage' type thing such as that, would she?  Maybe Sandra might thou'..  ;)