Chapter #9Schoolwork by: Fulgur   After a barrage of questions about this new world enter Matt's mind {and the readers ...} You look around the room. It all seemed old fashioned to you, they still used wires to get energy to their devices for crying out loud. Every thing seemed bulky even considering everything was sky rise size to you, they must not be good at optimization... After letting out a large sigh settling your nerves you continued to leave for your new job. Everything was bigger than you expected, you knew these people were big, but big seemed like an understatement!
After crawling under the door since there was no way you were opening it you stood up in the hall. The Macro people who noticed you gave you dirty looks from the heavens. You knew full well the Macros didn't like the Micros, treating them like insects since ancient times. However you found comfort in the fact that it was illegal to kill you and this hotel was closely watched. Though even though the government itself tried creating peace, as soon as you left a closely watched area, no one would really care... Thank God your on the ground floor you think walking past the stairwell and into the lobby. You glanced at the people here, your new employer should be waiting here somewhere. Only one person has a school uniform, that's definitely her. She looked impatient looking at her yard sized phones clock. You glance at the wall clock realizing she's probably going to late for school, you'd better hurry.
"Hey, we could've met earlier if you didn't want to be late" you yelled looking up through her skirt, standing beside her intimidating white and pink shoe. It was a nice view you had to admit, resting on your suitcase you watched your new official titaness look down for the voice she heard. Making eye contact she smiled "Matt?" Her voice rang in your head a little. "Yup" you say as she lifts your suitcase into her purse, while you were deposited into her shirt pocket. "Well ready for your new job!?" she giggled, staring at the intimidating drop below you over her breast you replied "ready as I'm going to be". Don't worry I'm not gonna drop you or crush you or anything, your more fun while your alive" she winked realizing your insecurity at the very new and large changes to your life, before turning around unkowingly whipping her beasts and you around with the force of a rollercoaster. Luckily just lose your grip and fall into the deep pocket while she giggles, you found some comfort in her giddiness as she started walking...
Your world erupted with each step her breasts rising and falling knocking you like a ragdoll inside your 1st class cloth seat, you couldn't help but wonder in she noticed her pocket was turned into a bouncy castle. Finally stopping at a crosswalk, you right yourself and compose your spinning head . A massive object is lifed above you as she checks her phones clock before it fell out of your view from the bottom of the pocket. She glanced at her passenger still smiling, "you doing ok down there?", Head still spinning you responded with a thumbs up over exaggerated so she noticed the small movement. Looking more serious she stated a small (to her) decision, "If we don't wanna be late I'm gonna have to run, so hang on". Before even prossessing her words you suddenly find yourself weight less before the bottom of the pocket came to you, you doubted you even had time to fall much. Almost immediately your world lacked gravity as the air rushing overhead sounded like mountain winds ripping at the titaness' face.
Finally the trek was over (with 5 minutes to spare), but your world still spun and your head spun with the intensity of 1000 angry hornets (each one bigger than you are). Light enters the pocket as she pulls you out and sets you on the desk carefully laying you down and leaning in concern on her face. "What a rush!" You say panting vision slowly retuning, giggling her concern lifts from her face "good to hear sorry about that"
Just about the time you feel well enough to stand up all though carefully as you still feel sick and light headed ...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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