Gartin continued to explore the giant school after school each day, until one day he saw a beautiful teacher talking to one of the girls. The teacher was almost facing the garden where Gartin was hiding. The girl was facing the teacher. Gartin managed to let the teacher see him. She tried not to show any distraction to the girl, until they had finished their conversation, and then the girl walked away. The teacher came over to the garden and sat down on the edge of the lawn.

“Hi, I’m Gartin,” said the boy, wondering if he had any chance at all with this gorgeous towering woman, “I’m from a parallel world of smaller people.”

“My name’s Mrs Yeo,” she said, “How did you come to be in my world?”

“There’s a Trans-D tube linking our two worlds.”

Gartin began to tell her all about his discovery of the notes which Nicky and Hamilton had been passing, and the subsequent discovery of the giant school from the original portal in the forest.

Mrs Yeo told him about her late husband, her teaching career and various other aspects of her life, as they got to know each other.

“Gartin, you’re the first little boy I’ve met from your world. I haven’t encountered Nicky or Hamilton. So you might be the only boy I have the chance to ask something. If I took care not to touch you with my teeth, would it be possible for me to take you home with me and eat you?”

“I think you’re beautiful, and I’d do almost anything for you, but not that,” said Gartin, “I hope you can understand.”

“It’s OK,” said Mrs Yeo, “Maybe I’ll meet a little boy who says yes one day soon.”

Gartin continued on his exploration of the school and decided to sneak into the buildings. He made his way into the science laboratory and decided to climb up onto the shelf and study the chemicals. He wondered if there would be any rare chemicals not known on his earth, which he could sell for a fortune to earth scientists to study. He had a time getting up there, but when he was standing next to several jars of chemicals, he began reading the labels.

He was interrupted, when the door opened and into the room walked a science teacher. Gartin explained who he was, and then added, “I wonder if we could come up with some interdimensional enterprise, which could benefit both of us.”

“I think we can come up with one, which will benefit me,” said the teacher, “I’m Lyndal Cartwright, and don’t you look appetising? I think you’re going to find my dinner table is a very enterprising place to spend your last moments.”

She put Gartin into her pocket and collected her handbag from the desk. She went home and put Gartin on a cupboard top and went about various things for a while, and then took him to the dinner table.

“You’re disturbingly dark,” said Gartin.

“No. That would be my tummy. You’ll soon find out,” said Lyndal.

“Don’t you have an off switch? Mrs Yeo did. Surely you don’t mean to go ahead with this.”

“Do you know, or should I say: Did you know a boy named Zayni?”

“Yes. He goes to my school.”

“Have you seen him the last few days?”

“No.”

“I have.”

“You ate him?”

“And you’re next.”

Lyndal Cartwright shoved Gartin into her mouth and enjoyed her meal.

Yvanne was a repeating 12th grade student. She had attempted 12th grade the year before. However, she had become very ill for two months, which had set back her results dramatically. Now she had just turned 19. Ultimately, she had visions of marrying a man her own size, and having children. She had found Nicky incredibly attractive, but he could not have given her children.

“Still, while I’m at school, I might as well see if I can find another tiny boy to keep me company after school,” she thought to herself.

For days, Yvanne made a point of searching the gardens after school. One day she was crawling through the gardens, when she came face to face with a tiny boy.

“Hello there,” she said, “My name’s Yvanne. I’m 19. You look a little younger.”

“I’m Charlie. I’m 11. I’m the youngest boy in 6th grade at school. I found a tube, which took me from my little world into this one.”

Yvanne was an intelligent, socially confident girl, who saw no reason to avoid using a direct approach to her goal.

“Do you think I’m beautiful, Charlie?” she asked.

The boy was pleasantly surprised by such an easy opportunity to voice what had been in his thoughts. He had never dreamed of mentioning such a thing to the ladies he’d had crushes on as a child.

“Yes I do,” he said.

“There are plenty of bushes around this spot, which would conceal us well, if I lay down for a while. Would you like to meet me after school each day? I’d like to spend some time kissing you. It would be nothing permanent. At the end of the year, I’m finishing school, and I want to get married to someone my size, and have children. But I won’t even meet such a person, while I’m boarding at an all girls school. So it would be nice to be with you for a few months.”

Charlie didn’t even think about the potential heartbreak down the track. He had just been given an offer that no other 11 year old boy would even dream about.

“I would love to do that,” said Charlie.

Mrs Long sang her latest song to Casey:

Peter was suddenly hurled

By teleportation to another world

Where everything was still old fashioned.

To his surprise, he saw with great passion

A beautiful teacher, for whom he’d felt love,

Now a giant widow towering above

In the giant garden, where he had landed,

Trapped on a world of giants, expanded.

“My goodness, your size is now hard to believe,”

He said, as the fingers beyond her shirt sleeve

Encircled his body and closed with a grip

Gentle, to lift him and make a short trip,

Into her house, which towered like Babel.

She soon put him down on her large kitchen table.

“Peter I know of your amorous crushes

On me, but right now I think you look luscious

As food in my kitchen, which I shall soon gobble.

Don’t stand near the edge, or your legs will soon wobble,

With fear of a height which is nothing to me.

You cannot climb down from the table to flee.

This table is only as high as my hip,

But you would be hurt if you happened to slip

Right over the edge and fell down to the floor.

You’d still be quite tasty, but you’d feel so sore.

I’ll make a pavlova with you and strawberries.

I’ll just go and pick some, and also some cherries.”

He watched her walk over and out the back door.
Then he walked off to the window and saw

Her gracefully picking the fruit from the yard.

She just looked so lovely he found it all hard.

The plan of sheer terror that she would enact

Would leave him inside her, he knew for a fact.

As Peter continued to look out and gape,

He knew she would never let him escape.

As well as her size, she could add to her joys,

The knowledge that women are smarter than boys.

The giantess fainted and fell on her back,

All due to some sudden bad illness attack.

The window was open. He managed to jump

Down onto a lettuce, then saw a small pump,

Behind him to use on her bicycle tyres.

He thought, “I must save her, before she expires.”

He pulled the pump over on top of her dress.

“And now with its end in her sweet mouth, I guess

I’ll pump it with air, like a resuccitation.”

It worked and he gave her a lengthy narration

Of how he had managed to come to her aid.

“Why Peter, what marvelous charm you’ve displayed,

And courage, when I planned to eat you. Instead,

I’ll give you a chance for small you to be wed

To me; and be kissed by a giantess wife,

Since you have just gallantly saved my dear life.”

They married, and picnicked each day by the river.

One day Peter fell in and started to shiver.

And as he was floating towards distant falls,

He heard “Hey I’ll save you,” and more of her calls.

She ran on the shore bank, beside him, until

She’d gotten ahead with her athletic skill.
She looked back at Peter, who’d so far survived,

And took off her shoes, and then rapidly dived

Right into the water, and watched Peter float

Straight towards her, and said, “Now I’ll be your big boat.

Hold onto my hair, and I’ll swim us to shore.”

She did. “Now this rescue has evened the score.

I just saved your life, as you one time saved mine.
So now I’ll resume my intention to dine

On Peter pavlova with strawberries and cream.

Now things can change back from the way they now seem

To be, but at least you’ve enjoyed a good deal

Of romance; and I shall soon make a nice meal

From all your nice meat, but please do not despair.

I’ll love you inside me. Don’t you think that’s fair?”

“We’re married,” he said, “So why can’t we continue,

Without you now sending me deep down within you?”

The mouth which would eat him afforded a glance,

And said, “Little Peter, you haven’t a chance.”

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Chely was now a boarder at Mrs Yeo’s school.

On the day of the school fete, Lera went walking through the school with Matilda. All of the girls were exempt from classes, to enjoy the fete. Chely spent some time with Lera and Matilda. The tension was still there, but they made a certain degree of peace.

Later Chely went to spend time with her school friends. Lera walked Matilda over to a swing set, and sat on a seat several giant meters away and watched Matilda enjoy swinging. Her daughter had her back to Lera, so that she could swing while looking out at the fete activity.

While Lera was sitting on the seat, she was surprised to see a boy Alfie’s size come out of the garden beside the seat and into view of Lera.

“Hello, I’m Jimmy,” said the boy.

“My name is Lera. That’s my daughter Matilda.”

“Do you think I would taste nice enough to eat?” asked Jimmy.

“I suppose so,” said Lera, “But don’t worry. I’m not the sort of woman who eats helpless little boys.”

“I wouldn’t be helpless,” said Jimmy, “In fact, I let you see me, so that I could ask you if you’d like to eat me. I’ve been watching you every chance I could all day, and I’ve finally got a chance to talk to you alone and ask you about it.”

“How old are you?” asked Lera.

“I’m 11.”

“That’s a few years younger than my oldest daughter Chely. Did you see me with her?”

“Yes.”

“Do you really think I should eat someone so young?”

“It’s what I’d like. Please put me into your mouth and eat me. If you don’t like the taste of me, I’ll understand, but if you do, then please gulp me down to your nice big tummy.”