Without warning, and honestly without a choice. You went and shrunk down to a size of just three inches tall. Nothing compared to the giant rocker that was above you. Her shoe was now giant compared to you, and her sneaker could easily flatten you.
Roxie heard your little panic as she went and looked down to you. The both of you look at each other, as you were fully concerned. As for Roxie, she just looked her way at you, and covered her mouth.
You then went ahead and heard a snicker, which was followed by a louder snicker, until a full blown laugh was out. She went ahead and laughed at you, even going and pointing. The pick still in between her fingers.
“Roxie! Stop it, this isn’t funny!”
“Oh it fucking is! I can hear your voice, it’s so high pitch! Like you autotuned it.” She laughed down to you as you were angry looking your way back to the giantess.
“Roxie, this is serious! Y-You did this!”
“Me? Why you say that you little bug?” She laughed, hand on her hip.
“You bought a cursed Pick!” You shout back to her. This got Roxie to rethink it. Looking at her hand and the pick.
“Oh fuck I did, didn’t I?” She went and put it into her pocket, before lowering her hand to you. Her fingers were outstretched to you as she went and picked you up.
Her fingers locked around your body as she raised you up. You get brought up as she went and sat on one of her amps.
“I did shrink you down. Sorry about that.” Roxie admitted. “At least it didn’t shrink me down.”
You didn’t laugh at this, as she rolled her eyes. “Take a joke.”
“Take a joke? Look how small you made me.” You say back to Roxie. “C-Can you reverse it.”
“Like i’d know.”
“Well where did you buy the Pick? Can you like, ask the one who had it before if it can be reversed?”
“Be a shit curse if you could.” Roxie chuckled.
“You know honestly you aren’t being very helpful Rox?”
“I wonder if I keep using the pick, if you’d shrink down more.” Of course you shout at this, as she rolled her eyes in response. “Take, a, joke.”
“I’m not in the mood for a joke, what the hell. Just... take me to the principal than?”
“Hell no!” Roxie shouted, her loud voice sending breath to you as you felt the gust. “If I do that, i’d get into major trouble. At best they would cancel my concert, at worst suspencion.”
“So you aren’t gonna help me?” You say back to her unamused.
Roxie knew you weren’t gonna like it, but nah she wasn’t. Maybe she can help you after the concert, but for now you kinda have to be a secret at the moment.
“What the hell Little Poison.”
“Don’t think you can call me that anymore, little?” She teased. You of course not amused. “Stop throwing a fit, look it’s not like i’m gonna leave you on the ground for you to get stepped on or napped, and i’m not gonna get rid of you by flushing you in the toilet. You can stay in my room.”
Well, at least she was going to care for you. “Roxie, I think Agatha could help me. Yes, she hates me, but she knows about ghost and stuff. Do you thi-”
“After the concert.” Roxie said. The two of you looked at each other in the eye before you go.
“Fine.”
“Sick,” She smirked before lowering you down where you were. “Now, I still gotta practice. So get ready for a real big show Ha!” And with that, she strung her guitar and started playing.
Of course you could not have got into the song, as you were still adjusting. To think, this would be different if you just went with Hilda instead. And Rosa, what about Rosa? Roxie wants to keep you a secret, so were you even going to talk to Rosa the next couple weeks. Or ever again?
Roxie just played the guitar. A song she’s been working on. She’s got the strums but she hasn’t placed lyrics to it yet. So she had a little fun.
“Oh yeah, little man!
We might not have a plan.” Roxie said as you heard this. “But I promise you! We... will make it through!”
Not that bad singing, at least you got to hear Roxie sing.
She cut her practice short after ten minutes, putting her guitar into her case. “It sucks.” She said bending over and putting her guitar back, showing you under her skirt to her purple and black panties. “I was gonna get you to go and put flyers up for the concert today.”
“Well that’s not happening.” You say to her as she grabbed her guitar case and lifted it up.
“Yeah no shit. You couldn’t do anything with a flyer, maybe except ride on it like a paper plane.” She was trying to make this easier with jokes. She knew you weren’t having a good time right now. You didn’t even reply to that joke of hers.
You just look down a bit worried. Roxie leaned her face close to you, wearing a smirk.
“What?”
“Wanna ride in my tits?” She smirked. This caught you off guard cause of course it did!
“W-What?” Did she ride in her tits, like... in her shirt? In her bra? “Joking right?”
“Come on, it’s the least I can do after shrinking you down. Ride in my tits.” Roxie said.
“I-I’m still not sure if you are fucking with me or not?” You say as she had to laugh. “Are you just saying that, but will put me in your stinky ass sock.”
“Hey!” She said offended pinching your body between her fingers. The rocker holding you in front of her face.
As you were STILL not sure if Roxie was being serious.
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