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Shrink, grow, transform, mind control - all in your power! What are you going to do?

This choice: Go with the older woman  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Along for the Ride

    by: Joe Random Author IconMail Icon
The hot girl looks to be about your age, and while she's amazing, you know what it's like to be your age. But the woman...she's alluring for altogether different reasons. It's not just that she's attractive, though she is, but that you might get the opportunity to peek in on her life. You wonder, is she married? Does she have kids? What's life like for a thirtysomething woman?

Deciding you want to find out, you sneak forward under her seat into the shadow of her handbag. Looking up her nicely toned legs, you see far above you that she's reading a newspaper. Good, she won't be looking at her purse.

You grab the leather, and find it slippery, but you're able to get enough of a handhold to scramble up to the top. When you get there, you're glad to see that she's left the zipper undone just enough for you to drop inside.

You fall into a wad of kleenex, and you get up and dust yourself off. You're dazed, and you boggle at the size of everything. Odd as it seems, seeing a twenty-four foot long tube of lipstick, or a wallet the size of a small building, is almost more amazing than seeing the giants.

You poke around the bag for a while, passing a four-foot-high pack of Life Savers and eventually resting up against a tampon the size of a bus. Then, suddenly, your world is thrown into chaos as the woman picks up her bag.

You would try to hide, but frankly, you're being thrown about too much. You realize after a bit that she must have exited the train. You relax for a moment -- until the motion slows, and the zipper opens up.

A hand the size of a room reaches in, perfectly manicured fingers reaching in for her keys. You are lucky; you're partially hidden by a kleenex that bounced atop you. But as you stare up into her face, which is looking down for a keyring, your blood runs cold.
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