This choice: Maggie's pretty face just below you, now to get her attention • Go Back...Chapter #6Eye spy with your girlfriend by: Kooplan   An immense feeling of relief washes over you as soon as you see the familiar face of your beloved girlfriend, Maggie. Well, she's not exactly looking quite how you remember her. Normally, she stands at about 5'8", but given your greatly reduced perspective, she appears to be closer to 5800 feet tall, if not even bigger!
Still, there's nobody else you'd rather be with while inflicted with this insane curse than Maggie. She's always been such a sweet, kind, and caring girlfriend. It's going to be hard to explain what exactly caused you to shrink to your current pitiful height, but somehow you hold out hope that she'll be understanding and willing to help you. Perhaps even show off her more wild side and kick that second rate fortune teller's ass!
Of course, none of that is going to happen unless you manage to get her attention. You look around in admiration and fear of the intense height and scale from just being on top of your comparatively giga-sized girlfriend's head. Everything looks so huge, and it's hard to remember that you're the one who shrank, and not that Maggie's grown to an immense size. If you look out beyond the horizons of her head any longer, you fear you might get struck with some vertigo.
Suddenly, you feel your heart sink. Directly across from Maggie is none other than Madame Rosella. You must not have been out for that long, seeing as your girlfriend is still with the wicked witch. Just seeing that evil bitch's massive form again is enough to terrify you. She shrank you with some kind of real life magic, but can she see you? Can she hear you? Regardless, you feel the need to warn your girlfriend, so she doesn't end up stuck with the same fate.
"MAGGIE!! GET OUT OF HERE!! THAT WITCH IS REAL, AND SHE'S EVIL!" You shout again, hoping you were close enough for her to hear you. Nope. Nothing. Maggie doesn't not even twitch. If only you'd ended up closer to one of her ears. As it is, getting down to her eye-level seems like your best course of action.
Bracing yourself, you begin to climb down. Maggie has such a beautiful face, and you tell her all the time that her eyes are one of her best features. Soon, you'll be seeing those lovely blue eyes of hers in a way you never thought possible. Hopefully, she'll also see you, and recognize you as more than just a speck of dirt.
Going down, you find that it's a lot easier to descend the skin of your massive girlfriend then you thought it would be. In no time at all do you reach near Maggie's big right eye. Hesitating for a moment to decide whether or not to go directly down to her eyelashes, each of which is longer than you are tall; or divert course and try to approach her eye from the side.
Before you can make a decision, your hand suddenly slips. You gasp, and quickly try to correct yourself. However, a slight jostle of Maggie's head causes you to lose your grip entirely. You scream as you're sent into a free-fall and your life is flashing before your eyes. Luckily, you're saved by falling onto your girlfriend's eyelash. That's right. Just one is big enough to catch your whole, shrunken body.
"M-MAGGIE! PLEASE! IT'S ME, I'M RIGHT NEXT TO YOUR EYE!" You shout, louder then ever while hanging onto Maggie's eyelash for dear life. Her eye is right below you, so huge and so beautiful. At your current size, you really could get lost in it forever. However, if she so much as blinks, that might be the end for you.
Much to your surprise, Maggie seems to take notice of you, with her eyes darting up in your direction. You notice her cheeks twitch. She must feel you as some sort of tiny irritation. You shout her name over and over, settling into full-blown panic. Finally, she does blink. You're forced to hold on tight, lest you fall of to your death on the floor far, far below.
By some stroke of luck, you managed to hold on for this one mighty blink of your girlfriend. Her eyes are starting to tear up a little bit, confirming what you were thinking. She only feels you as an itch in her eye. That's what you've been reduced to. Still, you hold out hope that somehow she'll be able to make out your impossibly tiny body. All you want is to be noticed by her...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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