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Chapter #5

Can't Stop Thinking About It

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"OH... OKAY... I UNDERSTAND..." Mary is obviously put off by your refusal to get smaller, and places you on the floor, giving you a little space as she grabs the remote. She is obviously trying to hide back feelings of disappointment that you're stopping her fun, but she maintains a little bit of composure as she points the remote at you. "OKAY... THIS WILL TURN YOU BACK... IF... I MEAN IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT..." She sighs and presses the button, shooting out a light in your direction. As your body rises, you grab a towel from her floor, and wrap it around yourself. Mary giggles a bit as she has obviously seen what you were hiding, she just thought it was funny that now that you were big, you needed to cover up. She walks up next to you, and you notice that you are still looking up at her. She's about a full head taller than you, and you're staring at her tits. "You don't want to go... All the way Bigger, do you? I mean... I really like looking down at you..." You sigh yourself and say "I'm sure, i just... need some time to think about this, it's so overwhelming!" Mary takes your chin in her hand and leans in for a huge kiss. Her tongue shoves into your throat as you try to get yours into hers, and there's a feeling of total domination on her part. Even her kiss is overpowering to you, and you can tell it turns her on to no end, with you feeling the same way. "You're missing out, little guy!" The remote hits you again, and you rise up to your normal height. She's still tall as any girl you've ever seen, but it's still nice to see her in the same light that everyone else does. You kiss her again, and begin to walk out of her room. "I... I want you to know that... this was absolutely amazing..." She begins to say, looking down at the floor and blushing. Being dominant over you took a lot of that shyness away, and with you at your normal size, the stammering and social awkwardness returned in spades. "I know, it really was." You say back to her, not really sure of what to say. Just a few minutes ago you were this woman's plaything, and she was looking to turn you into a speck on her feet. Now she's just your average gothy college girl. It's a lot to take in. Opening the door you look back at her and say "That gun won't run out, right? I mean this doesn't have to end tonight, does it?" She looks up at you, beaming and starts twirling the remote in her hands. "No, it doesn't. It's mine for as long as I want it. Or... need it." Trying to end on a suave note you say "Well, I think i should stop by again soon... just to see if it's still working". A huge smile crosses Mary's lips and she says "The door's... it's always open... if you want to try... anything." You could tell she was being flirty too, just nervous. You headed home to your apartment, and without saying a word, you passed right by your roommates, took a hot shower, and passed right the hell out.

He was awoken by the sound of hundreds of people screaming around him. He got up and noticed he was in the middle of a busy city, with people running all around him. Cars stalled as people exited and started running with the rest of the crowd. You immediately followed the masses fleeing in terror as you felt tremors all around you and a deep humming sound. You look to your right and see a huge group of people, maybe twenty or thirty of them, stopped dead in their tracks, looking up in terror. A huge mound of inky black liquid covers them all, drowning them in a sea of darkness. You notice this happen at least three more times as you try to keep up with the fleeing citizens around you. A man runs next to you and you ask "What the hell is happening?!" And all he says is "She's painting! She's PAINTING!" He's almost in hysterics when you crash into the people in front of you, who have obviously stopped running. "We're too late!" "It's Hopeless!" "I don't want to die!" This is all you hear as you join the huddled masses and look up at the sky, unable to move or speak further after witnessing what lay in store for you. From miles up you see the visage of Mary, her face curved and shaped by a magnifying glass in her hand. She was looking down upon you and the people around you like a goddess watching from on high. She laughed a mighty roar, which sent you and your equally terrified fellow citizens down onto your knees. In her other hand was a thin brush between her fingers, coated with the same black gunk you saw several hundred people get crushed with minutes before. You then begin to recognize the smell all around you. It's the same smell that you had experienced last night. Leather and soap, mixed with that specific odor. You were on her toe. Every one of these people with you were shrunken down to microscopic size, and their entire city rested upon her big toe. A toe which she was about to cover with her signature black nail polish. You could barely make out the sounds above you as your goddess spoke. "HELLO LITTLE GERMS... ESPECIALLY OUR NEWEST RESIDENT... WELCOME TO MY TOE FOREVER!" And with one final laugh, your entire vision was filled with blackness. With one stroke of the brush, she had destroyed the entire town. You felt unable to breath as the sounds around you began to die off...

And then you sat up in your bed. Sweat pouring down your face. You catch your breath, and lie staring at the ceiling. You could not stop thinking about Mary. beautiful pale skin. Her thick blonde hair. And especially her feet. You wanted to be back with them, with that smell, that total feeling of helplessness. You put on your clothes and rushed over to her apartment. The door was slightly cracked open and you peeked into it. Would you be able to satisfy your urges at this time of night? You noticed that it may be a problem because Mary was...

You have the following choices:

1. Asleep

2. In the Shower

3. In a chair, waiting for you!

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