Sunday, September 20th, 2009
I wake up, sleeping on the couch, I feel pretty cold, since it's still fall outside, despite the events of the last two days feeling like a eternity to me, at least. It's pretty cloudy outside, so it's somewhat dark in here, besides my lamp still being on all this time.
Molly cleaned my apartment up last night, since she basically threw everything around trying to look for me since I've went missing, the couch cushions all over the place, the table was literally turned upside down, my video game packages were seemingly opened, just total disarrangement around me and the like. Living room wise, the place was a mess, the kitchen you can tell she looked around in there too, with the cabinets opened and you can tell she shuffled around in the fridge too, the way she moved some stuff and due to the fact she always kept it open.
It's about 8:37am in the morning, as I can tell by the time on the cable box. I can hear that Molly is still sleeping in my room, she snores, kinda making me feel pretty safe knowing that there's someone out there, not as alone as I felt when going through all of this, even though I technically wasn't. I asked her yesterday when we came home when she noticed I was missing, and she said she called my name a couple of times when she came home and noticed I wasn't responding, and that's when she started to panic, at least, that's what she told me.
I get up, I can tell my clothes aren't exactly in the best shape, my Blue Jays jacket slowly starting to deteriorate and the logos on it turned into a blurred mess due to all the acid it's been through, my jeans aren't exactly in good shape either, they're super faded and somewhat starting to turn a little bit stringy towards the bottom, near my socks. My Adidas has held up pretty well though, throughout this whole saga, and so has the Universal Studios t-shirt, too, seemingly being shielded from the elements due to the jacket, for the most part, you can tell it's been bleached in some areas, though. Besides the clothes, I've realized that I've never really been injured by anything while at this size, making it somewhat suspicious too, maybe being at this size, however the hell I got this way, has some perks too?
I can briefly smell myself for a second, since I haven't really thought about it, or the fact I've been in worse smelling situations which overpower the stench, that I probably need a shower. I wonder how I'll do that though, I've heard that Jack Cooper got himself his own miniature shower built in his house, built by the sink of his mansion, according to what I saw on that one episode of E! News last year. I haven't really been hungry either, being at this size.
I just sit a minute, I remember it's Sunday now, I remember mom was Catholic, and she'd take us to Mass when we were kids, living in Seattle, she mentioned something about our dad somewhat being Christian, but never really went to church, Howard was Jewish, wasn't exactly practicing though we'd do some type of Hanukkah mixed with Christmas mashup in our house every year, but whenever his parents would come over, which was every now and then, he'd take us to to Synagogue on Saturdays with them and all that. All this stuff somewhat stopped when I was a teenager though, around 10th grade for me they didn't really take us as much.
I lay around a little bit more, just really finally being able to relax, although at just a couple of inches tall, in my own home for the first that feels like forever. I occupy myself with my own thoughts, just generally thinking about what I'll do if I'm not back to normal by the time I have to go back to work, maybe I'll give in and pull a Jack Cooper and reveal myself to the world, but again, the idea of getting tested on like he did scares the ever-living shit out of me, and the fact I don't even know how I got shrunk, he got shrunk due to getting some un-tested Irish pain reliever pills on a plane going from Los Angeles to Madison, granted, it was a connected flight.
I hear the snoring of Molly stopping, and her shifting in bed, the sound of my sheets flopping and shifting around as she does this, she sounds like's she pretty sleepy. She ordered Chinese food last night, all for herself, so she's suffering from that food coma from last night, if I had to guess.
I really don't wanna watch TV, since I feel like there's not much interesting on especially on the weekends, and Molly might sleep until twelve for I all I know, I guess I should maybe go back to sleep myself, or maybe not.
I sit in silence for about thirty to forty five minutes or so, just really just taking in my surroundings, the only sound really being the sound of the AC turning on, bringing in hot air into my apartment, to somewhat of my relief, to be completely honest with you, and the sound of cars passing by every now and then, downtown is somewhat quiet on Sundays, almost as much as it is in suburbia.
I think Molly fully wakes up around 9:20 or so, judging by the fact she's one of those people who likes to yawn pretty loudly, from what I can tell, I hear her foot steps clamoring against the floor, telling me that she's awake.
She walks out of the room, judging by the sound of her foot steps, and walks into the bathroom, closing the door, I can hear the sound of her lifting up the toilet seat, judging by the clank from the ceramic, seemingly about to do her business, I try to ignore everything I hear after that, the walls aren't exactly paper thin. After that I think she showers and brushes her teeth, I get a glimpse of her naked ass, in the hallway as she enters my room, and it's glorious, she's got dimples on her lower back too, it's somewhat tanned compared to the rest of her body. Seeing this really reminds me of how lucky I am to be with her, I start to think about all the things we'd probably do if I was back at a regular height, but again I shoot that idea down, not knowing if I'll ever be the same height as I was again.
She closes the door, seemingly to dry off and put on clothes, I notice the wet spots on the carpet, since I've now climbed up arm rests on the couch, I can somewhat feel the warm moist air radiating out from the bathroom and into the kitchen and living room, Molly leaving the door open.
She takes about fifteen minutes, and it feels like somewhat of an eternity, and she comes out.
She comes out, dressed somewhat sexy, she's wearing a green Abercrombie and Finch, that goes down to her lower stomach, it stops a little bit pass her navel and shows off a little of her panty waistband which fits really tightly on her, and her blonde hair is in a pony tail, she's wearing a blue jeans, but no socks. I can tell she's not wearing a bra either, the way I can tell her areola's poke through the shirt.
"I see you're trying to turn me on huh?" I say, with a flirty smile as she walks through the hallway, closing the bathroom door and turning off the light as she passes.
"Maybe" She says, with a smile, before walking into the kitchen and pulling out a box of Cocoa-Puffs out of the cupboard.
"I didn't buy that" I say, angling myself on the chair's arm, trying to get a better angle of what Molly's doing.
"Yeah, I went grocery shopping when you were gone, if you didn't know, starting to run a little low on snacks and food, y'know" Molly says, opening the fridge and reaching into it, pulling out a jug of milk, I can see a little bit of her panties showing, showing the Victoria's Secret branding on them.
"Huh, well that's alright I guess" I say.
Molly makes her bowl of cereal, getting out a bowl and pouring the Cocoa-Puffs in it and then the milk into the bowl, and then I hear her open up a drawer and get out a spoon out of it, the sound of metal shuffling around in it.
I decide to turn on the TV as she eats, the sound of her crunching and chewing and swallowing echoing throughout my apartment, is pretty scary to me, knowing that I've gotten pretty lucky to only be lightly chewed at most throughout my journeys, I jump down from the armrest of the couch down to the cushions, to walk to the power button remote, turning on my plasma TV by pressing on the power button with my foot, it's about the size of a medium pizza to me.
I change the TV, landing on one of the movie channels I have, seemingly playing What's Eating Gilbert Grape, a movie I've only seen bits and pieces of throughout the years, and we watch that for about the next 40 minutes, it captures both of our attentions, around the point where Burger Barn comes to their town is when we change it.
Molly finishes her cereal when she was watching the Movie and sits down next to me, and she smells pretty amazing to, I can't exactly point out the scent, but she smells really clean though.
When it gets to that scene Molly softly grabs the remote from near me and changes the channel, saying something about it kinda gets boring towards the end of the film, or at least that what she thinks, I don't really react.
As she changes the channel, I can totally hear her stomach seemingly going to war with the cereal she ate, seemingly gurgling pretty loud, she's slouched back on the couch, her other hand on her stomach, her other hand channel flipping.
"Are you alright" I say, looking over at her, she doesn't break her gaze from the TV, her eyes seemingly a little glossy.
"My stomach hurts little, I might of filled the bowl too much, but besides that I'm fine" She says, she scratches below her navel putting her other hand on the couch.
She stops it on National Geographic, playing some older documentary about Polar Bears, probably from earlier this decade.
I think about Jack Cooper again, as Molly watches the documentary, she begins to put her hair out of a ponytail, placing her hair tie right near me, a couple of hair strands in the air too. Her stomach starts to quiet down, though with the loud churn every now and then, the Cocoa Puffs seemingly starting to digest better, I'm sitting near the edge of the couch, near her lower stomach since she's slouched, so even then I can somewhat hear what's going on inside her, her intestines seemingly gurgling a little bit. I look back at her, her arms crossed on her breasts in a relaxed way, her eyes directly focused on the TV screen.
"I've been giving it some thought, I think I wanna meet Jack Cooper, I've heard he's on a Motivational Speaking tour right now" I say, remembering hearing about it when I was inside Ashlyn.
"Really" she says, sounding disinterested, luckily for me, the documentary goes to commercials.
"I'm serious about this Molly, I think this if for the best, honestly, this might be the best thing in this situation" I say, sounding somewhat serious about this.
Molly slips out of her daze and slouches up, sitting upwards now.
"Wait, you're serious about this?" She says, sounding a little bit concerned in her voice.
"HELL YEAH I'M SERIOUS ABOUT THIS" I say, raising my voice.
"I mean, you wanna get tested and all that, it's only been what? Three or four days?" She says, I notice her southern accent slips in when she says this.
"I mean, we'll cross that road when when we get there, that's all I'm saying" I say.
"Okay, let me just try to make since of this situation. So you wanna go meet Jack Cooper, and show yourself off to the world?" She says, sounding confused.
"Yeah, I do" I say.
"Well, are you sure, I don't wanna be like half-way down the road to meet him or whatever, and I don't even know where the guy is touring at right now, he could be in Australia or Europe for all we know" she says.
"I mean, the guy has a website, I've got a laptop in my closet in my room, pull it out and lets see" I say.
Molly looks shocked, but does so anyways, she gets up and walks to my room, opening up my door with a creak and going into my closet and pulling something out, and then closing it.
She puts my ruby red Dell laptop on the table, and opens it up, I tell her my password, and it's just the word password, and she gets in, it takes about 30 seconds to load, she clicks the Internet Explorer icon and it takes her into it, she types in Jack Coopers name and clicks enter and it shows her a link to his Wikipedia page and some other articles, his website's the second link and she moves her finger and clicks on it.
His website looks pretty sleek and modern, and it plays a video of a Ted Talk that he did in Scotland this year that originally on YouTube, a newer site that's pretty popular these days. She scrolls down to a link that has his tour dates on it, and clicks it, giving us a new tab.
"Alright, so Toronto was did last week, the next one is on the twenty second, he'll be in Cincinnati, Ohio. Do you wanna go there? I mean, that's not too bad of a drive" and as soon as she says this, I feel a sensation in my chest, and I start growing again, and it all happens so fast before I can even say anything about.
"HOLY SHIT!" I say, looking at myself, standing on the couch, seeing everything from a regular height again.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD, YOU'RE NORMAL AGAIN!" Cindy says.
"Okay, Okay, let's just calm down" I say, I still can't believe my eyes that I'm back to normal now.
"We're still going though, I'm telling someone about this shit, and this is the best way possible" I say, sitting down on my couch for the very first time.
"Alright, just take a shower though, you really smell like you could use one" she says, scooting all the way to the edge of the couch.
That day we go to MapQuest to print off directions on how to get from Buffalo to where Jack Cooper talking at, in Cincinnati, Ohio, using the printer in my closet, that I took from my parents house, hooking it up to my laptop. We'll leave out tomorrow morning, Molly saying something along the lines of someone will cover for her.
I stayed in the living room all day, just watching TV and getting our clothes ready before we leave out tomorrow, after I showered, not too sure how I'll react, if I'll get into my room again, I still feel so emotional after going though what I just went through.
Giantess World
Chapter End Notes:
Feel free to review, new chapter should be out this weekend. I thought I'd try something different, having a main character who wants to become known because of their experience, and we'll see how that will turn out.