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London Tipton burst into the room without a care in the world, feeling as if she could walk in on Cody at anytime she pleased since her ‘daddy’ owned the boat.
“Cody, where are you? I need your help with something. You’re smart right?” London asked, looking for the smarter of the two twins.
The shrunken blonde boy saw opportunity and decided to go for it, waving his arms up and down in the direction of the gigantic Asian beauty.
London quickly noticed Cody on the bed, mistaking him for some kind of insect that could it’s way on board the S.S Tipton.
“Eww stupid little bug, how dare you invade my daddy’s boat!” London yelled, disgusted by Cody’s mere presence in the room.
Her hand swiftly came down on the mattress, knocking the shrunken boy to the floor in front of her designer brand heels.
“Owe, London why would you…” Cody said, pausing as her noticed London sliding her feet to his sides, blocking him in.
“I doubt many bugs get the opportunity to be crushed under nine hundred dollar heels, I guess that makes you one of the lucky ones.” she teased, slowly lifting her foot into the air.
Cody realized how serious London was and immediately began running through her archway like legs, hoping to avoid her stomp.
“Just try not to get your disgusting bug guts stuck to me sole.” London spat, bringing her foot down with a ruthless stomp.
The shrunken boy was barely lucky enough to escape with his life, narrowly avoiding death as he rolled out of the way between several carpet strands.
“No fair, get back here now so I can crush you!” London said angrily, worried that the bug might escape and lay eggs.
Cody wasn’t looking forward to being crushed by London, but he couldn’t exactly leave the room with hundred of other people on the ship as big as the rich Asian walking around.
He’d simply have to think of a more inventive way of getting her attention while she searched for the bug stranded somewhere in the carpet.
The tiny teen crouched down low to avoid detection, making his way across the room to find a hand held mirror on the floor.
“Excellent, with this I can get London’s attention.” sure that London would be able to distinguish him from a bug this time.
Using all his strength Cody lifted the mirror lightly, attempting to redirect the ceiling lights into London’s eyes.
The Asian giantess quickly noticed this and followed the light back to the source, noticing a tiny creature under the mirror.
“Wait, that’s not a bug.” London realized, bending down to see that the bug almost look human.
“No way, is that Cody?” She yelled, surprised to see that the bug sized creature was the young boy she had known for years.
"Yes London, now please I need your help to..." Cody said, interrupted by London mid-sentence.
"Yea-yea, whatever. I came here to ask for your help in fixing something for me first." London pouted, seeing her problem as more important no matter how minor it might be in comparison to Cody's.
Cody would have tried to argue but he know how London could get, not wanting to see what might happen if he tried arguing with her at his size.
"Ok, ok, I'll help you. But then I want you to grow me back to normal." Cody said, trying to be as clear as possible when giving his conditions.
"Glad you see things my way, now I want you to fix_________."
1. "...my thong."- London broke the thin layer of fabric that would run between her butt-cheeks this morning while putting them on, tying the ends around Cody's arms and legs to repair it.
2. "...my necklace." While not a necessary part of her outfit, London can't afford to be seen without at least one accessory. Forcing Cody arms into an adjustable chain, leaving him to spend the day between her massive breasts.
3. "...farm girl's insole." London promised Bailey that she's have her personal shoe guy take a look at her converse high top's worn down insole, but apparently he took a "day-off' and she needs a stand in.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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