This choice: You meet a woman your own size! • Go Back... Something poked you in the shoulder. You waved them away, trying to stay in the comfortable land of sleep. The poking continued until you were annoyed to the point of sitting up. Rubbing sleep from your eyes, you blink a few times, confused. A woman who appeared to be exactly your size, 1/100th of an inch tall, was standg in front of you, grinning. You blink a few more times to make sure this wasn't a dream.
"Um...hello..."You greet her weakly, a tad confused.
"Hello!"She chirped, walking towards you and embracing you in a hug. It was...nice. Usually a hug ended up with you nearly crushed."I can't believe it! You actually exist!!"She adds after releasing the hug.
"Yeah...I'm 1/100th of an inch tall, impossible, but it's true. And you...are you real?"You ask, poking her. She slapped your hand away playfully."Of course I'm real! I just never thought that...."She carried off.".....There would be another person my size."You both say at the same time. A grin was shared between you. Introductions came next. Her name was Alice Sims, and her story was shockingly similiar to yours.
She was raised with only one Mother, but two brothers, kind of the reversed side of your small life. The two of you shared stories of how hard it was being microscopically small.
"Don't you hate it when your sibling drops you into their shoe?!"She exclaims.
"You have no idea how long I've spent trapped beneath my own Mother's foot!"You reply, laughing.
"You have no idea how long I've spent inside my brother's soccer cleats. Trust me, a guy's foot is a million more times worse than women's."
This kind of dialogue continued for what seemed like hours. You looked off in the distance, your landscape of a wife still snoozing peacefully.
"So....."You finally asked."How did you even get here?"
She began to relate her epic quest. It seems she had heard of you from watching the television, and she just had to meet you. She only lived a town over, a good hour or two car ride for normal-sized humans, a month's journey for Alice. She escaped her home, carrying a customized backpack of provisions. She had hitched a ride onto a lady's high heel, and she arrived in your own home town by bus. After that, she wandered on the sidewalk for days, narrowly dodging being stepped on or becoming eaten by insects. She got lucky when a group of teenage girls passed by, and it just so happened that one of the girl's was your daughter Morgan. After climbing onto your daughter's titanic flip-fopped foot, she clung to the pinky toe, taking ever jarring step to your house. She had spent the next few days exploring the hallways, finally reaching your room and climbing the very bed you rested on.
"Did you know that your wife,"She pointed at the Giga Giantess miles away."Nearly sat on me like, three times?! But I do have to say, she has a nice butt."Alice finished her story.
You whistled."How steely of you."You grinned.
Now fully examining Alice, you did have to admit, she was pretty. And since she wasn't magnified by a million times, that was double the points. She was slender with fair skin, cute c-cup breasts covered by a sweater and nice legs by blue jeans. Her hair was cropped short to just below her ears, her hair a shade of dark brown.
You blushed, instantly looking away. You were married! You couldn't possibly...
But yet, you did. As you laid naked an hour later, an equally nude Alice laid beside you, grinning."Oh God..."You mutter, shame filling your tiny insides. Suddenly, earthquakes rattled you both. Rachael was waking back up.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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