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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1993120

You decide to shrink yourself super tiny and survive, nobody aware of your existence.

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Chapter #6

Sand Apocalypse

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You run across the top of the sand castle, gaze focussed on the light blue wall that is the chest of the goliath girl crouched over you. As your foot reaches the terminus of the roof it pushes off, and you go sailing through the air.

Not a moment too soon, as you can hear an explosion behind you, feel hard rocks pelting your back, see pathetic grains of sand bouncing harmlesly from the indomitable chest of the girl ahead of you.

The impact against the swimsuit bashes all the breath from your lungs, even as the surface to which you cling expands outwards, the giantess taking a huge breath of her own. She stands at the same moment, vertigo adding another confusion to the mix as you are pulled upwards at an impossible rate.

Still you cling tight, the hands of your quarter-inch form finding a grip even as your muscles strain to take your weight. You swing your tired head around, seeing the mammoth boy standing atop the ruins of the sandcastle, mighty fists on hips proudly. Not only has he demolished his sister's handiwork, but your supplies and basecamp were under there! You'll never be able to dig them free! You're alone here, unsupplied and unseen!

Then the girl releases her breath, and your ears are invited to the sensory overload. "MOM!"

She must be running, as you're pressed into the rough surface of her clothing by the speed and power of her motion. Winds rush at your back, and every inhalation she makes reverberates through your bones. So humbling, to be so utterly powerless before a six year old girl.

And coming up, an even greater monster. You can hear a shout of confusion, manage to look around to see the still form of the mighty mother, arms wide to hug her upset daughter. Do you really want to be caught in the midst of two such god-like females embracing?
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You have the following choices:

1. Cling tight and hope for the best

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2. Jump off onto the mother

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3. Drop to the beach below

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