Jeanne pulled her into the gas station and managed to squeeze her beat up Volkswagen between two pickup trucks. Struggling to get out of the vehicle, she began walking towards the diner. Jeanne was fed up with, having first been dragged halfway across the county for a stupid job interview only to have them cancel on her, and then being forced off the highway due to “massive pileups”. Jeanne wasn’t stupid: she knew about the whole shrinking or whatever, but geez couldn’t people just stay off the roads then? “Stupid steps,” Jeanne she mumbled as she hobbled up the stairs leading to the dinner and entering. Jeanne wasn’t obese, but she certainly wasn’t fit either and her girth made her dislike anything that made people look at her and pitying her. Truth-be-told, Jeanne did have an unhealthy diet and high body fat %, but that was the stupid economy’s fault or something.
“Son of a …” she swore upon entering as she scanned the dinner and saw that it was empty. Furthermore, there were dishes strewn all over the place, some with food on it, “Shitty service.”
Jeanne walked over to the counter to ring a bell in the hopes of soliciting the service of a waiter. As her sandals advanced, she didn’t hear the scream coming from below. By some feat, everyone in the diner had shrunk inexplicably the night before, some sort of delayed reaction to the initial flash, and most of the people inside were regulars. The exception being Jackson and his fiancée Charlotte who had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time. They had been passing through the town on the way to a romantic getaway and had not taken two steps into the diner before they fell to the ground. When Jeanne had entered, they had emptied their lungs screaming for help, and continued to do so as she walked towards them.
“Please! Help us!” Charlotte screamed, her voice growing hoarse.
“She can’t hear us baby, we have to run!” urged Jackson, pulling her out of the path of the hefty giantess loomed over them. Charlotte resisted, insisting that she would stop but Jeanne’s sandal’s approached ominously. At the last second, she realized that the sole hanging over them wasn’t going to miss them. Charlotte screamed and Jackson did the only thing he could, practically throwing her forwards. Charlotte landed on the hard linoleum floor and looked back for her fiancé. Jeanne’s sandal covered him before Jackson could recover from the throw, with a nearly inaudible crunch, Jeanne’s weight fell on the sandal and Jackson’s body was reduced to a pool of red. Charlotte was too shocked to do anything but scream as the thundering steps continued past her. After a few seconds, she ran over to where her fiancé’s remains were smeared on the dirty floor and fell to her knees, crying. Jeanne walked on, not knowing that she and just killed a young man in a single step.
She continued to the counter and leaned over to ring the bell. From the counter, another tiny voice screamed for help. Suzanne had just placed her order when she was hit with the strangest feeling. She had collapsed onto the counter and shrunk there. She waved her hands and screamed for the giantess who had just entered to see her, but it hadn’t worked. As Jeanne leaned over, her undersized tank top couldn’t hold her chunky belly in and it fell on the counter, right where Suzanne had been. The tiny woman screamed as the sweaty mass of Jeanne’s belly fat engulfed her. She tried to push against it but the mass lay over her like a spongy wave. She struggled for a few seconds to breath or to get free, but as Jeanne continued to lean over the counter on her elbows, her stomach gave no respite. Suzanne suffocated under the hot, sweaty skin and fat long before Jeanne decided to move.
The giant woman was getting impatient. She only wanted to grab breakfast before moving on but having rung the service bell three times, there seemed to be absolutely no one in the dinner. “Fuck this town,” swore Jeanne as she pulled away from the counter. She didn’t notice her belly drag the body of a tiny woman off the counter. It fell to the ground and exploded into a red splotch by her feet before she walked towards the tables. There was still food out from the night before, and it seemed that nothing had really spoiled. Jeanne looked around to be sure that there was no one around. She shrugged her shoulders, “If its here I guess its free.” She reached into a box and pulled out a few fries, stuffing them into her mouth. Among the potato sticks had been a tiny man. He had been stuck to one of the fries and his yells of protest had fallen on deaf ears. He screamed as his body was thrown into the foul smelling mouth of the giantess. When Jeanne’s mouth closed and she began to chew, the man struggled to stay a live. His body fell on the giantess’s teeth and in a second, his lower half was obliterated. The man thought that he could still survive as he was freed from the fry, but he had no idea how wrong her was. within seconds, Jeanne finished chewing and swallowed. The man’s still screaming upper half was sucked down her throat, and his body was crushed by the strong esophageal movements.
Jeanne kept walking until she found a table with four plates containing various meals. “Don’t mind if I do,” she said, licking her lips and entering the stall to sit down. The table had been occupied by a family and a shrunken boy screamed as Jeanne’s ass fell on his father. The man’s body offered little resistance to the sweaty ass of the goddess, contained in ridiculously thin shorts, given that it was winter. The boy, who had also been on the same bench ran over towards the giantess in pure rage. Jeanne however, was completely unaware and stuffed her mouth with the food in front of her before reaching for another plate. She grabbed a nearly untouched burger and reached for a steak to put into it. When the family shrank, a second boy and his mother had fallen onto the mother’s steak, there they remained, hugging each other and staring at the giantess reaching for them. The gravy had dried them to the piece of meat and despite their screams, the titanic beast pulled the steak and shoved it into burger. The bread and sauced of the burger covered the two tiny people and the boy felt himself be freed from the gravy. He tried in vain to reach for his mother, but slipped away across the meat crying.
The boy on the seat reached the giantess’s meaty rump and started mindlessly hitting it. While she never felt a thing, the boy cried his eyes out letting out his rage and sadness on the immense flesh before him. Jeanne raised the burger to her mouth but felt a gurgling sensation in her belly. She leaned over to one side, raising her butt and inadvertently pointing her asshole at the tiny boy on the seat. The boy was too stunned to move as the unimaginably large mass lifted high above him, revealing the bottom of the giantess’s ass to him. Jeanne casually farted, releasing the gas that had been filling her stomach from not eating for a while. The blast of hot air was unlike anything the boy had felt before. The shear smell was enough to bring him near unconsciousness, but before that, the heat and power of the air threw him onto the bench. As his scream was drowned out by the eardrum shattering fart, its heat singed his skin. As the boy continued to scream, the seemingly unending fart buffeted him against the bench for a few more seconds of unimaginable agony. When done, Jeanne sat down normally, unaware that she had left the boy to suffer, his skin burned raw and the stench suffocating him. The boy only died a full minute later, the pressure of the fart having burst his intestines leading to massive internal bleeding. As Jeanne held the burger in her hands and brought it towards her mouth, the two tiny people inside screamed. Her first bite missed both of them, but removed enough substance that the mother could now see her gigantic mouth as it smashed the food and sloshed it around in saliva. She screamed, hoping that her son had not been in the bite.
The boy was in fact drowning in meaty juices but after the bite, he had the misfortune of falling from the burger. Still incased in the juices, he was unharmed when his body hit the giantess’s breast with a splat. He tried to crawl but the juice he was in was far to slippery and he felt himself slip across the rounded surface towards her cleavage. The juice containing the boy slipped between Jeanne’s boobs as she chewed and finally came to rest between two of the “tires” of her belly fat. Jeanne swore as she chewed, feeling the juice on her and leaned over the table to avoid further spills. Her movement however, pressed her belly fat together and the boy was crushed between the folds of her flesh. Satisfied, Jeanne then opened her mouth for another bite. The tiny woman in her burger screamed as bus-sized pearly teeth cleaved the meat and bread around her. She was pulled into the giantess’s mouth but she didn’t struggle. For all she knew, her family was dead and her had no purpose left. Unfortunately, in letting herself be sloshed around the giantess’s mouth, her arm got stuck between two of her teeth. the woman screamed as pain shot through her: when Jeanne swallowed, she remained hanging from the giantess’s teeth. She prayed that she wouldn’t linger and they were answered. Jeanne felt something stuck between her teeth and used her tongue to solve the problem. The tiny woman couldn’t help but scream for mercy as the enormous tongue of the giantess hit her over and over again, smashing her body against the teeth. Both her legs, her lower spine and 7 of her ribs were smashed before her body was ripped from the trapped arm and she was swallowed. Jeanne ignored the tiny arm between her teeth and kept eating her burger without the faintest idea of what she just done to an innocent family that had been out for dinner on a school night.
***
“Morning Jessica,” Hannah whispered softly, leaning over her sister’s diminutive form. Jessica stirred from her slumber and slowly opened her eyes. She curled up in shock upon looking upon the gigantic face, scared for a moment before she remembered her resolve. I’m not going to be scared of her! Jessica thought to herself.
“Don’t lean in so close!” Jessica hissed, causing Hannah to straighten up. The giantess swallowed her pride and forced her face into a look of apology.
“Sorry Jessica, but can I help you to the bathroom?” Hannah asked.
“For school?” Jessica asked, “About that: I’ve decided that I only want you to take me to school today. I don’t want to be a burden on your oh so precious social life so … I’ll get around school on my own today.”
“But Jessica,” Hannah started, shocked and startled, “Jessica I really don’t think that’s a good idea I mean …”
“No Hannah,” Jessica interrupted, “I got your message last night! You don’t want to lift a finger to help me, so I’m not going to force you to!”
“Jessica, please, I’m sorry about last night but you can’t really blame …” Hannah tried.
“Oh I can blame you alright: it was your fault for being late and your fault for taking me to school in the first place! Now, I don’t want a shower right now so get me down for some breakfast!” Jessica yelled, trying to assert her dominance.
Hannah bit her lip, not wanting to get into another fight with her sister and instead lay out her hand for Jessica to get on. The tiny girl adjusted her cloths as she mounted the fleshy plane and was lifted into the air. She took in her sister as she was carried out of her room. Hannah wore a pair of jeans that were far too tight in Jessica’s opinion, and a similarly taut, grey tank top. Reaching the kitchen, Jessica noted that Hannah’s backpack was already by the stairs. She realized that she had no idea what time it was aside from the light that had been streaming through the windows. Jarred was sitting on the kitchen counter, eating a few crumbs of bread. Hannah let her off on the counter and walked over to her own bowl of cereal. Jessica stepped lazily towards Jarred, who offered her a bred crumb the size of a basketball.
“And how is Her Majesty this morning?” Jarred asked sarcastically.
“She is, and she is similarly tired of your attitude,” Jessica snapped, “And what’s got you on such a high horse? Did you finally sleep with a minor?”
“Shut up, you know its not like that,” Jarred retorted, hastily finishing off his bread.
“Will both of you please stop fighting,” Hannah’s voice boomed, not in a whisper as she had been using to address their tiny eardrums. Both Jarred and Jessica covered their ears as the sound of Hannah’s deep, yet still feminine voice shook them to their core. They looked over to the gigantic teen who sat over her bowl of cereal. She wiped a bit of milk from her lip as she picked up the bowl to tai sit towards the kitchen.
“Please you guys, until we figure something out, you guys have to try to be civil until we figure out what we do next,” Hannah said, her continued use of her normal voice inadvertently causing the two tiny individuals to drop to their knees from the force of the sound. “Anyway, we have to go to school soon so I think we should leave now,” Hannah finished, walking back to the counter. When she saw the two people writhing in agony, she put a hand to her mouth and her face flushed in regret.
“Oh my gosh,” Hannah whispered, “I’m so sorry, I completely forgot about your, um … tiny ears.”
“Its okay Hannah,” Jarred said, standing up and rubbing his ears, still cringing.
“What the hell is your problem?” Jessica yelled, “Keep your voice down you animal!”
“I’m really sorry,” Hannah apologized, keeping her voice extra low as she approached the two tiny people, “But we really do have to go or I’ll be late.”
“Why do I even have to go?” Jessica demanded.
“Because if I leave you here, who knows what could happen?” Hannah replied.
“Yeah, haven’t you seen a movie about shrinking?” Jarred asked, “Literally almost any insect could kill us!”
“Whatever,” Jessica replied, “But since you’re only taking me to school, I’m not going to ride around in your tight little breast pocket.”
“Oh my gosh, was I hurting you?” Hannah asked apologetically.
“No, it really wasn’t that bad,” Jarred tried to reassure her.
“Shut up you perv,” Jessica snapped at Jarred before turning to her sister, “So as I was saying, you have to carry me to school in you hands, preferably with gloves on to keep me warm.
“That’s crazy! Hannah, tell her,” Jarred said, looking to the giantess for support, but none came. Hannah just looked nodded meekly and looked back at him.
“You you want to go in a pocket or my hands Jarred?” Hannah asked. In his shock, all he could do was nod at the absurdity of what was happening and Hannah picked him up before going to find gloves. She carried him to a closet and placed him down on a shelf. Hannah pulled on a red cardigan and lifted Jarred up to her breast.
“I’m sorry all my pockets are on my uh…” Hannah began.
“Um … its okay,” Jarred replied awkwardly, “Uh… you don’t think I’m a pervert do you? I mean, do I make you feel uncomfortable?”
“No, of course not,” Hannah replied, cracking a warm yet innocent smile. She slipped the boy into her pocket and walked back through the kitchen to get Jessica. The cardigan was much looser and despite Hannah’s ample chest pushing the fabric out, Jarred felt much less tightly entombed than the day before. Hannah pulled on a pair of black and white stripped, fingerless gloves.
She pulled on her pea coat, the weight of the heavier layer pressing Jarred into her breasts in a comforting way, before laying her hand out on the kitchen counter for Jessica. The tiny girl was pleased about her command and confidently walked toward her sister’s palm.
She struggled to climb onto the fabric of her glove but Jessica was resilient, and spurred on by her will to prove to herself that she could take care of herself. Secretly, she also wanted to show Hannah that she was not the weakling her sister had all too quickly assumed her to be.
Hannah lifted her hand quickly to the level of her abdomen and began walking to the entrance to get her backpack. Jessica sat down hard on the soft material and stared up at Hannah. The giantess wasn’t even looking at her, just holding her, like a toy. Even through her coat, Jessica could still appreciate her feminine physique. She felt the hand she was on shake slightly as Hannah hoisted up her backpack, which would have been easily heavy enough to crush Jessica to nothing and walked out of the house. As soon as her sister exited the warmth of the house, Jessica was hit by the outside cold like a wave. She instantly started trembling and curled up as Hannah locked the door to their house behind her. The titanic teenager glanced down at her sister and placed her other hand over her. Jessica didn’t have the energy to scream as the second palm covered her, but didn’t crush her to pulp. Instead, the two layers of fabric and flesh created a warm cover in which Jessica started to feel a less like she would freeze to death. She regretted her decision after only a few minutes, but her pride forced her not to try to tell Hannah that she was wrong: she would stick it out in the cold until they got to school. Jarred on the other hand was pleasantly warm, deep in the layers of the girl’s clothing. He resisted the urge to curl up into a ball and instead lay as flat as he could on the soft, curved surface that was the inside of Hannah’s pocket. Her body shook and bounced with each step, but really, Jarred didn’t mind at all. Still, being as comfortable as he was, he couldn’t help but imagine how cold Jessica must have been outside, and this, made him feel less at ease.
Hannah soon reached the school and walked inside. As she headed for her locker, she was contemplating what she would do with Jessica. On the one hand, she really didn’t want to get into another fight with her sister, but on the other, could she really bring herself to just, leave her sister alone in a school full of giants. Suddenly, she felt the tiniest tapping on her hands, and realized that she still had her palms together. She opened them slowly, revealing a curled up Jessica hitting her palm with all her might.
“Damn it Hannah, I’ve been trying to get your attention for like ever!” Jessica yelled, Hannah had to bring her up to her face to hear the tiny girl over the ambient noise in the hallway.
“I’m sorry Jessica, but please, don’t try to go through school by yourself,” Hannah pleaded, “You’ll get hurt, or worse …”
Jessica gulped down her fears and replied with confidence, “Stop being stupid Hannah, I’m not spending my day in your stupid pocket, listening to people tell me how perfect you are!”
Hannah starred at her sister with her head tilted to the side, her golden hair pulled neatly away from her face. Her eyes were wide with concern, but now too with confusion. “What?” she asked at the last remark.
“Nothing, never mind!” Jessica said quickly, trying to cover up her slip, “Just, put me down and leave me alone!”
Hannah looked hurt, but did as she was told. Jessica felt it through her body as she was lowered further down that she had in the last few days. As Hannah crouched down, Jessica realized that she hadn’t physically been on the ground since she had initially shrunk. When the hand she stood on reached the ground, Jessica stood tentatively on her sister’s glove for a moment. She felt warm and despite stupid thing Jarred had said, she had to admit, that she did indeed feel safe in her sister’s care. What are you doing you idiot? Show her whose boss! Screamed a voice from within her and Jessica knew that she had to do this. Besides, she reassured herself as she climbed off the gloved palm of her sister and onto the ground, its only for school. She stepped onto the cool tiled floor but looked up at her sister, as if to be sure that she was doing the right thing. Hannah towered over her, casting a massive shadow over her. Jessica could see the deep green eyes scanning her, almost begging her not to go, but she refused to fall prey to her little sister’s “cuteness” or sincerity. Haha, you won’t win this time whore! Jessica cringed as such thoughts came from some dark corner of her mind and consumed her. To show this, she turned her back to Hannah and waited for the shadow to leave.
Hannah continued to stare at her sister, defiantly ignoring her on they ground below her. She struggled to leave her sister, seeing for herself how small Jessica looked even from her crouched position. At the moment, Jessica stood near the base of the lockers and was effectively walled off from the walking giants by her body. Finally, Hannah stood up, cringing at seeing how her sister almost disappeared to her eyes from even her height, but proved that she was determined to give Jessica her freedom. Hannah turned and walked the few steps to her locker. She glanced back to where Jessica had been but couldn’t make out her tiny form on the dirty tiles. She sighed, removing her coat and putting her extra books into her locker, getting ready for her next class.
Once she was certain her sister had gone, Jessica turned around to take in her surroundings. The hallway stretched on for miles in her perspective and the only sign that it ended at all was the wall of lockers on the opposite side of the corridor from her. Jessica suddenly felt the ground shake and stared in awe as a pair of gargantuan boots strode down corridor in front of her. The girls, whoever it was, wasn’t particularly close to Jessica, not big, but her footfalls still created tangible tremors for the tiny girl. Looking on, Jessica noticed a tiny person towards the middle of the hallway.
“Hey!” she yelled at the figure, “Look out!”
She rallied that the tiny person had already been running but he was no match for the girl in boots. As Jessica watched from her relatively safe spot by the wall, she saw the boots close in on the fleeing boy. The boots rose high on the girl’s leg, halfway up to the calf. The brown leather was decorated with designs and patterns that Jessica found simply stupid. However, at that moment, the boot appeared more terrifying than terrifyingly tacky. She understood how large the boot actually was as it loomed over the tiny boy. The boy turned to look up at the dirty sole of the brown boot. He had been screaming for the girl to look down, but this had been in vain. With his eyes off the ground, he suddenly fell as he tumbled over a crack in the ground that seemed like a chasm to him. He managed to get onto the other side, but found himself staring up at the underside of the girl’s boot. With a blood curdling cry that no-one would have heard, the teenage girl’s show reduced the boy to a tiny red stain … and kept moving. Jessica’s mouth hung open as the teenager had just unknowingly killed a boy. Jessica stared on as the girl stopped behind Hannah to say hi.
“Hey Hannah! How are you holding up?” she asked, causing Hannah to turn towards her, “My sister said that coach really put you through the mud yesterday.”
“Oh, I guess,” Hannah replied, “But I’m fine, just a little sore. Thanks for asking Lisa.”
“Well, I guess I’d better get going,” Lisa said, rotating her ankle nervously. Jessica cringed, realizing that in doing so, the gigantic teenager was churning the body of the crushed boy into the ground under her weight.
“Sure. I’ll see you later I guess,” Hannah said, closing her locker behind her. Lisa gave her a hug goodbye and walked off, her the tremors caused by footsteps fading away. Hannah started to walk the other way, towards Jessica. Feeling herself shake from the scene she had just seen, Jessica yelled up to her sister, “Hannah! Hannah! Wait I …”
But it was too late, Hannah walked by without hearing her and Jessica stared on as her long jeans-clad legs rocketed away from her. Without thinking what she was doing, Jessica ran towards the center of the hallway, trying to follow Hannah’s unbelievable pace. She had only gone a few steps when she was frightened out of her wits as a pink and white sneaker fell like a wall in front of her. Jessica slammed against the side of the rubber and fell onto her back. When she opened her eyes, she was starring up the leg of another titanic schoolgirl, but she wasn’t looking back down at the tiny girl. Jessica almost threw up as she realized that she had narrowly missed being crushed only minutes after running away from her sister. The giantess who had nearly taken her life lifted her foot and continued walking, without a care in the world for the girl she had almost killed.
“Screw you too bitch!” Jessica yelled up at the girl, her words never nearing her ears, so far above the ground. Despite her defiance, Jessica decided that it would safer to remain near the walls, and did so, opting to keep one hand on the wall to make sure she did not stray from it.
Hannah spent most of her morning worrying about her sister, but by the time noon was rolling in, she was able to concentrate on her classes, which were very lightly taught, given the lack of teachers. As it turned out, whatever was causing the shrinking seemed to be affecting more men than women. Hannah realized that she hadn’t seen a normal sized boy yet at school and was surprised that she hadn’t noticed it earlier. Still, she pulled Jarred out and the boy got to watch Hannah from her desk in several classes. Jessica on the other hand, was living a nightmare. Each period lasted 45minutes, but she never reached a single class. Just before a period began, the hallways were chaos, giant students stepping everywhere without even glancing at the tinies below. Jessica had quickly reasoned that there was no point going to any classes, she would never even be able to reach a seat. She also found that during periods, the halls were silent, as most students were in class. During these long periods of time, Jessica ventured away from the walls until finally, she found a quasi safe haven by the door to a class room. She was hoping that she could just wait it out and find Hannah after school, or better yet at lunch, but this required a lot of waiting, which frankly, Jessica wasn’t very fond of.
She sat on herself, back against the wall, practically dying of boredom, until she had enough. Forget waiting for Hannah, she was going to have fun if she was stuck at school anyway. Jessica stood up and took a few tentative steps into the corridor. The tiles were still cool under her bare feet and all was still quiet. She had seen a few other tiny students but they were always too far away to merit walking to. Now though, she walked out into the vast expanse that had once been only a few steps across. She couldn’t see the clock mounted above the lockers so could only hope that she had time before the next period ended. Jessica walked out towards a bench that was in the middle of the corridor. Jessica had used to sit and gossip on such benches with her friends as a freshman, but even to her slightly shorter self then, the bench had been small. Now however, the bench was like an unimaginably humungous mountain range, filling her field of vision. Jessica had barley gotten closer to it in the few minutes that she had been walking, and she was able to appreciate how far the walk would actually be.
Suddenly, Jessica heard a horrible sound sound that sent chills down her spine: the sound of chairs being pushed back. It meant one thing and Jessica realized that her body was already reacting. Her mind knew that she should be running back towards the wall, but the door was so close, what if it opened, she couldn’t risk that, so she ran towards the bench, as fast as her legs would carry her. Jessica was never a good runner, but without an arm, her balance was completely off and she found it hard to accelerate. Still, as she made ground towards her target, doors started to open. When the door behind her opened, the movement of the door pushed a slight gust of air outwards. Jessica thanks ed her lucky stars for this boost as she made slightly better progress. That was before she felt the tremors. As students started to leave their classes, the hallway shook and Jessica was afraid she would lose her balance, but she kept running, kept hoping. Footsteps began raining like thunder and Jessica finally lost her footing as a huge pair of sneakers rushed overhead and rattled the ground in front of her.
Jessica looked up at the seam of a humungous pair of jeans as the legs within them shot away from her as suddenly as they had come. Jessica screamed as more feet crashed around her. Miraculously, she didn’t slide under one of the many pairs of shoes that pounded the tiles of the hallway like meteors. Jessica curled up into a ball and shut her eyes and ears, praying to make it out alive. Shoes were crashing all around her but suddenly, she felt something different. The footsteps now seems only to bee falling away from her. Still shaking from fright, Jessica opened her eyes. She saw that the giants were not walking directly beside her but some distance away. She also noticed that a shadow was cast over her. For a moment, she thought that it was Hannah and almost jumped up with joy, looking up. Only then did she realize that the creature towering over her, Ugg boots on either side of her body, was not her sister. Worse still, the giantess was staring right down at Jessica and her face was not one of intrigues.
Jessica studied her and the girl did the same. The giantess wore tight, blue jeans, tucked into her boots at the bottom. Far above, she had on a red hooded sweater and her brown, medium-length hair loose. The sleeves of the girl’s sweater were rolled up to elbows and Jessica could make a myriad of wristbands and bracelets adorning each of her forearms. She couldn’t have been very old, her figure still undeveloped, so Jessica guessed that she must have been a freshman. Regardless, she was still a giant and Jessica waited tensely as the girl stared down at the diminutive creature at her feet. Jessica didn’t dare move, not wanting to provoke the beast that loomed above her … she didn’t have to. Without warning, and still without breaking eye contact, the giant freshman lifted the toe section of her boot and rotated her foot towards Jessica. Before the tiny girl even knew what was happening, the filthy underside of the boot hung over her like another planet, threatening to collide with the surface she stood on and crush anything on it, to nothing.
“No. No, please!” Jessica yelled, forgetting that the giantess towering above her would not, could not hear her, “Please, just let me go! Please!”
She had started running without even thinking, but it was not doing her any good. The titanic girl’s boot stretched seemingly for ever in all directions around her. Jessica ran as fast as her legs would carry her but she was barley near the edge of the sole. The giantess barley seemed to notice, and the foot remained above Jessica. The tiny girl managed to reach the edge of the boot and dove with all the force in her little legs to relative safety, as the boot came down on the ground she had only moments ago been. Jessica dared to look up, praying that the boot would not return over her, but what she saw filled her with horror. The giant girl wasn’t even looking at her. Jessica almost screamed. The teenager had almost crushed her and didn’t even care enough to look at her. Jessica ran further away as the boot suddenly moved, but she kept looking at the highschooler. Her monstrous boot pressed at the toe as her heel rose. She ground the tile as if snuffing out a cigarette. Her foot twisted left and right but still the enormous eyes above didn’t bother to glance down. After a few seconds, the giantess began to walk away and Jessica stopped running. She struggled to keep her balance as the ground shook in the giantess’s wake.
But before Jessica could breathe a sigh of relief, she remembered where she was, and without the giant girl standing over her, nothing was preventing passersby from stepping on her. Jessica panicked, as she looked up once more to see mammoth students roaming the vast halls. She powered her legs again and started towards a wall, trying desperately to take in her surroundings. As she approached the edge of the tile she was on, and was forced to jump over the gap onto the next one, she was once again reminded of how small she really was. The leap she had made was at least a couple of meters, but to the normal sized girls, such gaps went unnoticed. She stopped for a second to catch her breath, using the time to look around at the enormous world around her. Suddenly, out of the edge of her field of vision, she caught sight of Hannah, and her eyes lit up. Her sister was leaning by her locker, chatting with some other junior girls, with a brown paper bag in hand. That must have meant that it was the lunch break, which explained why the hall had been packed for so long, but Jessica wasn’t thinking any of this, strangely, her mind was more clear than it had been in the past few days. As she propelled her body towards her sister, as fast as she could, she wasn’t thinking of how to play it cool, or keep control, or about what her sister would do, or even what she would say. For the first time in a long time, all Jessica could think of was once simple idea: Hannah is safe. Hannah will keep me safe.
She kept her eyes on sister as she ran like she had never run before, forgetting her fatigue from the near death experience she had survived not moments ago. Her entire body was fueled by a new found energy, hope. She was so absorbed by the force compelling her to run to her sister, who would protect her, that she did not notice the trembling around her and the looming shadow that had been over her for too long to be coincidental. Seemingly out of nowhere, a red boot fell like a wall in front of her. Jessica couldn’t stop fast enough and ran straight into it, falling onto her back in agony. The boot now towered over her and blocked her view of her sister, her salvation. Jessica followed the boot up the giantesses leg, past her knee to her waist. By this point, Jessica was practically bent over backwards and staring straight up. As the girl’s body rose high above her, Jessica’s view of her face was obscured by a mountainous bosom. Jessica lay frozen on the ground, not daring to move, when suddenly, the pillar-like legs bent and Jessica screamed as the giantess above her crouched to pick her up. Jessica scrambled to her feet and tried to run, but in a flash, a massive palm covered her and pressed her onto the ground.
Thus far, the only person to have handled Jessica in her hands had been Hannah, and the only time she had been in the palm of her hand, Jessica had been on top of it, not beneath it. She instantly felt the heat as the immense fleshy pad weighed down on her body, keeping her flat against the tile. Then, as suddenly as it had come, the hand was removed, but only so that a pair of fingers snatched her up. Again, these fingers were not like Hannah’s. While her sister, despite being clumsy, had held her softly, only ever applying the softest of pressure, these fingers nearly crushed her there and then. Jessica screamed into the flesh of the finger pressed on her front as she was roughly lifted into the air. She tried to move her arm, to fend off the fingers, but her entire body was immobilized. Jessica’s only comfort came from grasping to the hope that at the very least, she would soon see the face of her oppressor and maybe, just maybe, she could convince her to return her to Hannah. Unfortunately for Jessica, her captor wasn’t even going to give her that dignity. Instead, the tiny girl was dropped carelessly into a loose pocket on her plaid skirt. The heavy fabric still made it difficult for Jessica to move, but at least she was able to position herself in a more comfortable manner. The fabric almost created a barrier between her and the world. While the movements of her captor’s thighs made the pocket sway, she couldn’t make out any of the conversations or sounds around her, it was like being semi-isolated; like in a prison. After some time, Jessica realized that she was shaking; she had no idea what was going to happen to her. For the first time since she had shrunk, she truly feared for her safety, and in that moment, all she wanted, was to be safe …. with Hannah.