This choice: Kourtney plans to get Julie after classes • Go Back... author: UnderHerToes
Kourtney skips her way to class, more than satisfied with her morning's prizes locked away at her hip. You, along with most other items inside the fanny pack, slide or levitate with her hopping strides and you'd swear a neverending giggle filled the air, a taunting reminder of the position you have gotten not only yourself, but now your girlfriend, into.
The day carries on in blue filtered daze, each class a period of futile escape attempts then uneasy relaxation in pitiful failure. Walks between classes provided distraction and rejuvenated your mind and body into action, though nothing seemed to quell the fears for your beloved Julie. What could Kourtney be scheming for Julie? She would certainly shrink her down to your size or even smaller, but what would she do then? Whether fortunately or not, Kourtney still hasn't attempted anything against Julie, leaving you alone with these thoughts for a tormentuous time.
Kourtney only once unzips her pack, but not to grab the enormous transposer. Instead, she slips in a chunk of dull orange carrot, presumably from her regular lunch, which leaves you feeling helpless as an imprisoned pet. Still, even the tasteless food is welcome to entertain your stomach for the while. After eating, you return to a cushioned rest on an open stack of fresh tissues, beating malleable hope into your thoughts when all seemed thinned and disintegrated.
You curse the mighty device looming over you for the trouble it caused and will undoubtedly cause for others. If only you could use it to enlarge yourself or escape, but unfortunately, being too small to push the trigger leaves you worthless in this moment. Closing your eyes, you see hope in a white window of opportunity. When Kourtney reaches for the device, you could try to interrupt her and if she notices you, the moment of confusion could give Julie chance to escape. But that's if Kourtney notices you before she shrinks Julie.
Hours pass and it must surely be late afternoon by now, on a day when you know both Julie and Kourtney share an evening class together. A bell rings, and a voice, Kourtney's, calls out, "Julie? Could you help me here? All my papers just spilled everywhere." You call out through your cell, urging Julie to get away, but you hear her respond, "Sure, Kourt."
So this is how it was going to happen. Alone after class, innocently sorting Kourtney's papers, she would be caught. A hand pats against your prison, perhaps to alert you to the main show about to happen, perhaps only to prepare the drawing of the device. "Thanks, Jules," Kourtney replies. "Say, could you help me carry something from my locker too? It's right down the hall. Wouldn't take a minute to get it."
"Yeah, no problem," Julie answers. Presumably, the paper gathering is completed, and now in evacuated night halls, the pair stroll down to Kourtney's locker. A powerful energy coursing through you, you fight against the walls to warn your girlfriend of the growing danger. The zipper tears open slowly, and Kourtney's massive fingers prod inside. They fumble over the grip of the transposer before settling.
You footing on the floor of awkward items leaves you stumbling forward, but too late as the transposer is pulled hastily from the pouch. You sink down between rolls of red lipstick as your chance is sealed beyond clenched metal teeth.
Outside, Kourtney slows her pace, and points the device at an oblivious Julie. Only at the last moment does Kourtney give warning. "Bye bye, Julie," is all she utters. As Julie turns, her eyes widen before they are swallowed in light, disappearing from space in a glowing residue. Now, nothing more than an inch or two tall and dazed by such a fantastic flash, she sits on the tile floor as a thunderous thump nears her.
Kourtney, bending over your diminutive girlfriend, giggles at her prey. Playful as ever, Kourtney puts one foot down heavily on either side of Julie, smiling at her incomprehensible confusion and fear. An echo interrupts the air, someone else was nearby, perhaps just around the corner. Kourtney growls, "Shoot!" And quickly stashes the transposer away in her pocket, then grins down upon Julie. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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