Mark sat on the beach and pulled his shirt up exposing his large hairy belly. It seemed to put Mike at ease, he hoped it’d work for the other tinies. He reached into his shirt pocket easily grabbing all three, and sat them on his massive gut.
He watched as the tiny men waded through his, to the , waist deep belly fuzz. One of them men looked up at him in disbelief.
“Is this real? Are you a giant?”
“Yes,” Mark replied, taking a drag off of his cigarette. He blew a stream of smoke onto the tiny men, enjoying their little coughs. He placed the cigarette back into his lips, securing Mike against the butt and let it dangle.
“I accidentally traveled here on my boat, and discovered I’m around 70 times bigger than the inhabitants of your city. The name is Mark.”
“What are you going to do with us?” another diminutive man asked.
“I’m going to keep you. We’ll come up with creative stuff to do. Like Mike here is my new smoking buddy.”
Mark lowered the cigarette so they other tinies could see Mike on the butt before placing it back into his mouth. He watched as one of the tiny men had made his way over to his long, thick beard. The tiny many climbed into the thick hairs and began to move up through the beard. This made Mark tingle, and was very enjoyable.
A second man had slowly used the fuzz to climb down to Mark’s belly button and into the deep, fleshy cavern. Mark used his index finger to push the man in a little deeper.
Mark looked down at the third man, who stared up at him in disbelief.
“It looks like your friends are already getting creative. What about you little one? Don’t you want to be the pet of a giant?”
“I… I just can’t believe this is real. It’s like… it’s like Gulliver’s Travels…”
This caught Mark off guard. How did this island of tiny people have the same literature he was familiar to. Maybe he had actually grown into a giant. This would definitely require more investigation.
“Gulliver’s Travels?” Mark asked. “Who wrote that?”
“Jonathan Swift,” the little man replied.
Mark was genuinely puzzled. He remembered now that the nation of tiny people in the book was Lilliput. He decided he should probably head home and see if he was, in fact, a giant, or had stumbled upon a mysterious tiny city.
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