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Chapter #4
Mexican Gas Station
by: Unknown
As you look around on the hard concrete you had fallen on you realized you were at some off-brand Mexican gas station in the middle of almost nowhere, there were deserts that panned out for a while unlike the tropical jungle-like environment you were at before.
You quickly stand up to see Lucia was filling up the car at the gas pump you both were at. "HEY DOWN HERE!" You screamed at her hoping she'd hear you but she finished pumping gas rather quickly and then her gaze fell on you.
"Ew. Insecto Grande!" she winces in disgust as you saw her giant sandal-sized foot coming towards you. Your eyes widen as you turn around to run only for the front of her sandal to hit you from behind and send you to fly forward, rolling across the concrete.
She didn't pay much mind anymore and opened the car door and driving off, leaving you abandoned here. "Fuck!" You yelled in frustration trying to figure out what you'll do next but it was extremely difficult. You looked around and decided going towards the gas station work would work, despite it being almost empty.
The door swung open as what you assumed was a construction worker stepped out and you ran through the door, and you were now in the store. "HELLO! CAN ANYONE HELP ME!" You yelled, your micro-body scattering across the tile floor.
Suddenly from right behind you two feet slammed on the ground, you turn your head around quickly to see a tall 17-18 Year old girl who was an employee here. She was staring down at you with her hand on her mouth trying not to laugh. She had dark skin, short jet black straight hair, a curvy figure with the gas station uniform on with long sharp white pointy acrylic nails.
"Tiny American Boy?" she boomed with a light Spanish accent, she sounded like a really good English speaker. "Well looks like my day is now a bit more fun~" she giggled bending down to you, her gigantic bronze powerful thighs on either side of you as her giant sharp nails pinched you up to her face.
"YOU CAN SPEAK ENGLISH?! HELP ME I'VE SHRUNK!" You beg but this only makes her let out a mischievous giggle.
"I don't care, I wanna see where in this store I can put you. So that you'll go home with a random customer during Rush Hour! Ha!" She laughed standing up ignoring any further screams from you, "Hmmm where to place you?"
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