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You are shrunk in an airport.
This choice: She puts you in her luggage  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

In the Giantess's Luggage

    by: Unknown
You take a good look at the giant woman who shrank you from in her hand, even with her fist closed. The woman looked like she was in her late 20s and had bright blood red hair. She wore a pair of blue sunglasses and had a tattoo of some sort over her left eye. She was also very fat, you'd say at least 400lbs with a bulging belly that made her pink tank top look painted on and a massive butt that looked as wide as she was tall and was covered in black pants. The giantess takes you to a corner where nobody could see either of you and opens her hand as she smiles down at the inch high shrunken man. "Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum." She says with a giggle. You look at her and groan. "Sorry," says the fat giantess. "Couldn't resist." "Why are you doing this to me?" you ask. You then grunt because the giantess puts one of her fingers over your mouth and smirks as she wiggles her big butt.

"Uh, uh, uh," says the giant redhead. "I'll tell you in due time. But first we have to get to our spot. The giantess reveals that she has several purple and polka-dotted carry-on bags and giggles as she lifts one up and unzips it. You look in worry and then the giant lady tilts her hand, causing you to slip and fall screaming into the bag. You land with a grunt on several shirts that looked too tight to fit on this giant lady and look up to see nothing but her smug face looking down on you.

After you've fallen into her carry-on bag, the giantess zips you in and takes her luggage away as she hums to herself. You look around the mess of clothes and see that with the place zipped up, it's almost too dark to see. You can see several books the woman brought, all of which by big name authors as well as what looks like a rather large makeup kit. What you don't see is anything that could've been used to shrink you. You're guessing that she most likely wouldn't keep it in the same place she would keep a shrunken victim, if she even still had it on her.

Suddenly you feel motion and hold on tight to one of the giantess's shirts as the carry-on bag you're on is placed with the others on a cart. You hear rolling and gulp before the luggage is put away in the cargo hold of the giant woman's plane. It isn't long before you hear an engine sound and the plane takes off. You've rode in planes before but always as a passenger. It was a scary thought that you were an inch tall and riding in a giant woman's suitcase. Speaking of which, that obese scarlet-haired giant was already in her seat (or rather both her seats given how large she was) and calmly listening to headphones as she is no doubt thinking on what she's going to do with you next.

As you wait in the bag with the giant woman's clothes, you begin to wonder to yourself "This woman shrank me," you think. "A total stranger, yet that big cow shrank me so small she could carry a dozen of me in her mouth. But why did she do it? Heck, how did she shrink me? Who is this giantess?" You sit down on a novel that had to weigh as much as a phonebook and think of three possibilities on who this monstrous behemoth lady was and what she wanted with you.

"Maybe this woman is a witch," you think to yourself. "Maybe she's a sorceress, perhaps hundreds of years old, who shrank me with a powerful magic spell. Oh my. If she is a witch and she's that powerful, maybe I'm not the first of her victims. For all I know, she could have dozens of shrunken victims in her other suitcases." You shiver at that idea but then you come up with another possibility.

"But on the opposite end of the spectrum," you think. "That soda I drank earlier tasted funny. Maybe that woman is a mad scientist who created some kind of strange formula meant to turn people like me into insects. Maybe she needed to make sure that it worked and used me as a guinea pig as a plot to take over the world. Oh, I hope that isn't the case." You kick back and suck your thumb just thinking about the red-haired giantess laughing as she stomped an entire city, dressed as a queen. "That would be horrible," you say to yourself. "I hope I'm not right about that theory."

Suddenly a spark came to you. "I did see that giantess wearing a bunch of jewelry. She could be rich. That's it. This giant woman who shrank me, could very well be a wealthy businesswoman. Maybe she runs a big company that just developed a shrinking ray and she chose me to test it out on! That's it. Maybe she's gone into the business of selling shrunken humans, developing shrinking technology for warfare or maybe she's simply planning to shrink all her employees to save on costs." You bite your nails. None of the possibilities of who this strange giantess was or how she shrank you sounded pleasant to you and you were afraid of what the giant fat lady was going to do to you when she arrived. You worry so much that you scream and pass out.

By the time you wake you, you hear that the plane has landed and then you gulp as the giant fat redhead lady was walking up to pick up her luggage with you inside. Unbeknownst to you, you were now in...

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1. Hawaii

2. Paris

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