The sight of your goal, the stack of wooden storage caves filled with your trusted family's belongings, finally came into view as you carefully traversed the fuzzy matted floor. It was thick with the stench of hundreds of eager climbers stomping through barefooted on their way to their next climb, causing your mind to haze over and making focusing slightly more difficult.
Which made a nasty impact in a dire situation like this one, where dangerous giants roamed without a care in the world in every direction, so far seemingly unaware of the precious commodity in their midst. 30 minutes had passed now since the purge alarm had sounded. And for the most part, people seemed to be settling back into their previous endeavors.
You'd suffered the mental and emotional trauma of several close encounters along the way, but thankfully somehow no major incidents so far. Almost immediately after shrinking some kid had come sprinting by and accidentally sent you flying from your initial relatively safe position near the wall to a considerably less comfortable location smack dab in the middle of the gym floor, with space elevator-sized walls scaled on both sides by moist fleshy skyscrapers, constantly shedding powdered snow from their massive calloused hands.
Upon hitting the ground at what felt like Mach 3 your tiny body helplessly ragdolled across the grimy floor before slamming into a firm rubber wall that squelched. An intense odor immediately overtook your enhanced senses, and your eyes immediately shot open to confirm your unfortunate suspicion.
"FUCK! NO NO NO!!!!"
You screamed like a madman and made a mad dash out of the deadly cave that had halted your tumble. As soon as you reached the edge of the darker material that transitioned to the blue mat, you leapt as hard as you could like you were escaping from an explosion in a Hollywood movie.
No sooner did your miniscule form impact the mat than a monolithic cream-colored sole passed over you, blocking out the light like a passing cloud, before entering the cave from which you'd just escaped. You breathed heavily with your eyes locked on the massive blonde's moist foot force itself roughly into the battered climbing shoe that looked 2 sizes too small. Her colossal toes clawed mercilessly at the thin sturdy insole of the climbing shoe, worming their way into the cramped tip as the crushing heel plopped down into place.
The girl walked off nonchalantly with her shoes secured that seemed as if they may as well be screaming in pain to begin tying herself in. You gulped hard at your narrowly-avoided fate before another shadow suddenly engulfed you. Without taking the time to look you rolled to the side and another colossal, dark-skinned bare foot slammed into the ground where you had just been, causing the floor which felt like concrete to you to give and meld beneath her immense weight.
The Indian girl continued walking on her oblivious search for her next challenge. Meanwhile you gathered your senses and began making your way carefully towards the only safety you could picture in this chaotic hellhole. The stored belongings of your aunt and sister who were also around somewhere.
And you had just about made it too. The second your goal came into clear vision you felt you were home free, and just for that one instant you let your guard down. Which was of course the exact moment a sudden painful force impacted your torso from both sides, pinching painfully together around you, and sending you screaming into the sky high above.
"FUCK YESSS I FINALLY CAUGHT ONE!!" a cute, husky, yet deeply terrifying voice boomed behind you. The pale thumb and forefinger, still slightly chalky from her last climb and moist with persistent sweat from her workout, held your body helplessly in their grip as you were forcefully turned to see the immense body of a cute punk gym goddess. For a moment, you were starting to get a little excited thinking about the things she could do with you.
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"DID YOU SAY SOMETHING STACY?" Another titanic voice called out from somewhere you couldn't see.
The same blonde girl from earlier came stomping into view from around the corner of the rock wall. Stacy's huge brown eyes were glued onto you and paying no attention to her returning friend. But the blonde's eyes grew wide in shock when they settled on the thing in Stay's hand.
"YOU CAUGHT A TINY? DANG IT!! YOU'RE SO FREAKIN LUCKY!! I JUST WANT TO MAKE ONE INTO AN INSOLE SOOOO BAADDD!!" The girl bemoaned her poor fortune, ironically unaware of just how close she'd come earlier.
You shivered in the goddess's warm rigid fingers as you internally showered your own quick reflexes with praise. Just how close had you come to entering the pits of hell?
"HOW MUCH?"
"HA! WAAAYYYY TOO MUCH FOR YOU TO AFFORD WITH YOUR PART-TIME JOB. NAH I GOT PLANS FOR THIS ONE."
Your moment of internal back-patting was jolted into panic that was quickly soothed by your enchanting holder's blunt response.
"AWWWWW, IT'S SO NOT FAIR. YOU'RE JUST GONNA EAT IT ANYWAY. SUCH A WASTE..." The giant blonde pouted.
...Wait what!?!??
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S GONNA BE EATING THOSE WORDS WHEN I'M THE ONE EATING CAKE AND DORITOS EVERY DAY ALL WHILE NOT LOSING EVEN A SINGLE SEXY CURVE ON THIS PERFECTED FIGURE!" Stacy retorted, placing her free hand on her hip.
"You're..... you're gonna... eat me?" you stammered out.
"OHH SHHH SHHH LITTLE TINY GUY IT'S OK, IT'S OK! THERE'S NOTHING TO BE AFRAID OF! LOOK, SEE HOW NICE MY TUMMY IS?" She lowered your small form toward her expansive, exposed flat stomach and began rubbing you along its smooth surface, starting just below her chest and working towards her sexy belly button.
The already ominous experience lost any soothing qualities it might have had when her hungry underfed stomach roared in anticipation just beneath the deceptive soft skin.
"HEHE SEE?! SHE CAN'T WAIT TO MEET YOU!"
"No wait please! You can't d-mhhhffff."
"DANG IT CLAIR, YOU SCARED IT!"
"WELL IT'S TRUE. YOU'RE JUST GONNA EAT THAT POOR THING FOR SOME IDIOTIC SCHEME." Claire groaned in frustration at her dummy of a friend while said dummy rubbed the obviously terrified tiny squirming against her grasp into her soft suffocating belly flesh.
Poor thing... she thought sadly. She wanted to help it -- Of course, in Clair's mind 'help' meant introducing it to her soles instead. Still, it would be alive and undigested, which she would argue was preferable. But unfortunately, purge law is absolute. The official regulations are of course so long and thick with lawyer jargon that the media had basically boiled it down to a strict 'Finders Keepers' system. Once a tiny was found, it was considered the finder's property, with all the usual penalties that come with tampering with the property of others. Simple. Cold. Efficient. Just as the system it regulates.
"WELL, YES. I AM GONNA EAT IT AS SOON AS I GET HOME." Stacy admitted, met by the intensified flailing of the future snack screaming into the flesh of her belly. "THEN, ONCE IT'S IN MY BELLY, IT WILL HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO EAT OTHER THAN ITS FELLOW FOOD. WHICH MEANS WAY LESS CALORIES AT THE END OF THE DAY FOR ME! I'LL BE ABLE TO EAT AS MUCH AS I WANT!!"
That's not how that works!! That's not how any of this works!! you wanted to scream at the giant dumbass intent on suffocating you at her waist. But at least Clair agreed.
"YEAH, THAT'S GREAT GENIUS! UP UNTIL YOU DIGEST THE THING AND GET BACK ALL THOSE CALORIES AND THEN SOME!"
"HE'LL BE FIIINNEEE. HAVE YOU EVER THROWN UP ON YOUR HAND BEFORE AND NOTICED HOW IT DIDN'T MELT AWAY?"
"HAVE YOU EVER NOTICED HOW INCREDIBLY HARD THAT PRETTY FACE IS GONNA NEED TO WORK TO CARRY YOU THROUGH LIFE...?" Stacy's exasperated friend retorted, with a hint of genuine concern for her beloved dunce.
"WHATEVER BITCH, NO NEED TO BE SO JEALOUS. NOW LET'S GET BACK TO CLIMBING. I WANNA TRY OUT THAT RED 5.9 OVER THERE!"
Like a Siren luring sailors to their doom, the giantess beauty intent on consuming you pulled open her shorts and panties with one slender thumb, and began lowering you into her inviting confines when-
"EXCUSE ME!" A woman's voice rang out from behind your giant owner's back.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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