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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2277990

Based on the popular shrinking/giantess comic series.

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Chapter #4

in the bowl of grapes

    by: MiraculousObsessed Author IconMail Icon
Aside from being trapped in a massive container with walls too high enough to climb through, the biggest thing before Mary-Jean’s eyes was the green spheres that were once easily held between her two fingers. Now all of a sudden they were three times the size of a yoga ball connected towards what looked like a massive tree branch. But she knew that it was more than that.

“These are grapes.” She couldn’t help but gasp. “But how? How are they so much bigger?” Whatever happened felt instant, hard to even tell where it came from and why it hit her. It was no dream and it didn’t require pinching her arm to prove so. She tried it anyway but it changed nothing. She was really tiny and stuck with grapes way too big to carry. But at least she wouldn’t have to go hungry for a while.

“Hello? Mary-Jean!” And just as she’d expected before, Valerie had entered the room.

She looked up, saw her friend walk by with only a glimpse of her head directed towards something else. The TV maybe since it was still playing whatever show it was on.

“Maybe she’s in the bathroom.” She guessed since there was obviously someone here before, perhaps preparing themselves for relaxation this weekend. Perfectly understandable since this week had been hard enough for her too at her own job. And the bowl before her looked to have some delectable snacks presented to her.

Right then the tiny lady stood in shock at her friend’s face looming above. There was no doubt that she had a bit of hunger in her eyes with her tongue poking out of her lips as more evidence to show it. Unfortunately there wasn’t a very slim chance she’d even spotted her shrunken friend amongst the batch of grapes.

“Hey! Valerie, I’m right here!” Mary-Jean shouted but it was as she feared, she couldn’t be heard at all. Curse whatever had shrunken her down to the same size as those bugs she hated!

Valerie raised her head and shouted, “Hey Mary-Jean, you don’t mind if I have some of your grapes do you?” There was no response so she figured that was a Yes. She didn’t hesitate to reach her hand down and snatch some from the bowl before setting herself on the touch to enjoy the pre-selected program.

Amongst the handful was Mary-Jean who was squeezed tight against a grape. It was hard to breathe against a warm wall of fingers with no mobility and no idea how to escape this. ‘Why did this have to happen to me?! What am I gonna-!’ Finally the hand’s grip loosened and light came down on her. She felt her body able to move again but there was a new problem coming her way.

The massive friend known as Valerie had her eyes glued to the screen, barely giving a glance to the grapes in her hand. It didn’t mean she had no interest in them since one of her hands hovered down like a claw seeking out the plushies in the machine. It seized the lot and held it up in the air.

“Woah!” Mary-Jean felt herself sliding, her grip good but not good enough if she valued her life and she most certainly did. She didn’t want to look down because there might not be a good spot for her to land, but she imagined she’d be high above Valerie’s massive chest, or somewhere much worse which was about to happen in a few seconds.

Valerie kept the grapes raised high above her head and began to lower it to her mouth which opened slowly with hot air coming out that the tiny girl could feel even from below.

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” She was about to be eaten! That sounded insane but so was this situation she found herself in. No way could she go right into her friend’s mouth and be swallowed up like that, but what can she do to-?

The branches! If she could grab onto it in time she’ll avoid being sent into that death trap of Valerie’s maw, but she knew she had to hurry. If she didn’t act fast, reach out towards it, it won’t end well for her.

Can she make it there?
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