Nicole kept walking and walking. She was beginning to get tired, but would keep walking until she found somebody to help her. Somebody had to be out this Saturday morning who could help her.
She approached the corner of the block she was on and realized she could hear music. Somebody must have started listening to it just now, because she only heard birds chirping for a while. Nicole turned towards the sound of the music and realized that, a few houses behind her, somebody had just opened their door and had sat down to do some gardening. Her heart dropped when she saw who it was - Julie Cramton. Well, her first name was Taylor, but everyone called her by her middle name, either Julia or Julie. Julie was two years younger than her, and had annoyed her all throughout middle and high school. She was very loud and bubbly, and loved to talk. Julie always tried to hang out with Nicole, thinking she would become cooler because Nicole was older, and, therefore, cooler than her. Nicole never wanted to, and usually brushed her off. Unfortunately, Nicole didn't know when the next time she would see somebody would be was, and so she walked up onto Julie's lawn and approached the towering girl.
Julie had had her blonde hair pulled back in a bun, and was wearing her "gardening clothes", which were also her running clothes - a white tank top and black biker shorts. She was a little curvy, but not in a way that was unappealing. In fact, many people would find her attractive until she talked their ears off. She was humming alongside the music, and was trimming some hydrangeas. Nicole did not like the look of the trimmers, which were larger than her.
"Julie," Nicole said. Julie did not hear, for the music was too loud.
"Julie," Nicole said, louder this time. Still nothing.
Frustrated, Nicole went over to Julie and tapped her left thigh, which she sat upon. She tapped it two, three times, and got nothing. She tapped it harder, which prompted Julie to only scratch at thigh, as if grass had merely imitated it.
Nicole didn't usually get angry or frustrated, but she always had a short fuse when it came to Julie. She huffed and then kicked Julie as hard as she could above her ankle. It probably didn't hurt very much - if at all - but it was all Nicole could do.
Again, Julie didn't turn to look to see what happened. Almost as if by instinct, Julie instead reached her hand down to where Nicole kicked her, as if to rub it again. Nicole was surprised when Julie's gargantuan hand instead swatted at her, catching her in the stomach and sending her tumbling a few inches away with a thud. She had been winded.
"That didn't feel like a bug," Julie suddenly said. "I wonder if that was, like, a rabbit or a mouse or something."
She stood up and turned, walking over to see what she had just smacked. To Nicole, it was like watching a tall building walk towards her, and felt rushed and trapped when the giant woman crouched down to get a closer look. She spread her legs out around the tiny Nicole as she sat.
"Oh my gosh!" she said, lifting her hand up to her mouth. "Nicole? You look like a little doll or something! How did you get so small?"
"I don't kn-" Nicole began, but was cut off as Julie snatched her up with great force and swiftness. Her fingers squeezed her - too tightly - around her midsection. Julie giggled, pleased at her find.
"Oh my gosh! This. Is so. Cool! I'm so glad you came to see me. I didn't mean to swat you away like that, but I won't do it again," she said, fawning over the tiny woman. Julie began petting her, playing with her hair and her limbs. "I was going to garden this morning, but now that you're here, I think it can wait".
Nicole was about to ask her for help again, when she found herself cut off once more.
"Ooh wait! Maybe you can help me with my gardening. You could be like a little gnome! Or a garden fairy! I'll have to get you a costume!" she gushed. "Okay, now hold this pose," Julie said as she began to bend and contort the tiny woman's body. Satisfied, she set Nicole down next to some flowers she had planted the week before. "Perfect!" she beamed, and reached for her phone to take a picture. She took a few. "And when Christmas comes, you can be a part of my nativity diorama! That would be so cute!" she said.
"Julie. I can't be a garden gnome. Or fairy, or be in a Christmas nativity. I'm not a decoration" she said.
"Oh, you're right. What if someone or an animal tried to take you? Or if you tried to get away? That would be awful," Julie said, grabbing Nicole roughly once more. "I guess I'll just have to keep you inside, then. But don't worry, we'll have lots of fun. I can do your makeup, and give you a haircut and a makeover, too. And then on Monday you can sit on my desk at work."
"Keep me inside? I'm not your plaything. I need he-"
"Well, maybe not. But you are mine now. I'm going to take good care of you though, don't worry!" she said. With that, she took the squirming Nicole inside her house and shut the door behind her.
Nicole decides to...
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