This choice: "I'll make you regret having shrunk me - even by accident!" • Go Back... author: UnderHerToes
"I'll make you regret having shrunk me!" you boldly cry with a skyward jab of your finger, tacking on the less than impressive, "Even by accident." You shake a tiny fist above your head, then seeing that you could barely reach the top of her sneaker, you withdraw.
"What's that?" Kourtney asks rhetorically, a wide smile spreading across her face. Her shoe surfs through the grass nearby, the sound of the blades bending and rustling like green ocean waves. "Listen," she says, "I like you," pauses, "a lot." Her shoe falls back to comfort her other leg. Now vertical, it rises three stories, gently climbing and dropping along her planted heel. "And I think you have no choice but to like me," her shoe moves forward quickly, swinging likewrecking ball into the building of your body. Knocked to the ground, the toe of her sneaker flexes down onto you, pinning you to the warm soil.
In such desperate a situation, you plead, "Kourtney!" Something big plods through the tall grass nearby. You struggle to squirm free beneath her sole, but in vain you declare, "I'm scared! I don't know what you're going to do to me, but could we not do it here!?" As you rest your free arms against the sole of her sneaker, she pulls away. You stand again, scanning the dense brush around for the unseen monsters, while the unmistakable monster reaches down for you from the heavens.
Her enormous fingers wrap carefully around your miniature body, shielding you completely from the outside dangers while being a darkened danger itself. Although it seems unlikely, the thoughts blaze in your mind like quick burst from a fire breather, that at any moment Kourtney could crush you in her hand or any other manner she so desires. With little your little frame can achieve, you can only hope she'll use the transposer to restore you soon. The flow of air coming through her fingers signals your ascent, then almost immediately you are returned to the light of day in her palm.
Already on your knees, you try once more, "Please, Kourtney, please," can't hurt to feign kindness, "turn me back to normal. I'll do anything you want."
Kourtney's lips turn upward slighty, then part in a black void, threatening to suck you in, "I know you will," her teeth bared in blinding, beastly gleam. Her lips pucker over them, blowing an oversized kiss your way.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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