This choice: Lost in the Crowd, Found by a Foe (RESERVED) • Go Back...Chapter #7Lost in the Crowd, Found by a Foe by: Unknown It was true that Rio and Lihua had presented a plethora of activities for the Halloween party guests to partake in, so you were momentarily paralyzed by choice when Mari asked you what you wanted to do first. However, it was that very same hesitation that ended up costing you dearly, through a combination of unfortunate coincidence and your accursed bad luck.
Right as you opened your mouth to speak, you noticed a woman stumbling towards Mari from behind. The woman had lost her balance, and was toppling right towards your girlfriend's back, and Mari had no idea. Unfortunately, with the words you had already planned to say caught in your throat, you could only let out a weird choking noise instead of an actual cry of warning. Mari had just enough time to scrunch up her features in confusion before her eyes widened as she was slammed into from behind.
Mari stumbled forward, wobbling erratically on her high heels, and her hands instinctively flung out into the air in a spinning motion to try and balance herself. She actually succeeded, but you were far from as fortunate. With no time to react and hold onto your girlfriend's thumb, you were tossed into the air, launched at an angle that sent you flying into the crowd, directly towards the other end of the party room from Mari...and worse, Mari had absolutely no idea, too preoccupied with not collapsing and embarrassing herself to notice your flight until it was too late.
You sailed through the air, letting out a scream of panic that was drowned out by the music playing from the speakers in the room, the wind whipping by you so quickly that your eyes blurred with tears. You could only grunt and groan as you started impacting against the moving bodies of the crowd of partygoers, unable to do anything else to halt your spinning flight. You slammed into a prodigious chest, bounced off of a particularly perky booty, and nearly got tangled up in a messy wave of hair, before finally splattering onto the floor.
Not that that lasted too long, as only seconds passed before a woman trampled down upon your upper body, crushing your torso under her heel. She shifted her foot a moment later, but caught your unsquished half with her other shoe, kicking you across the floor. Your tiny form skittered and slid along the slick floor of the room, colliding with multiple pairs of shoes and bare feet, before finally slapping into well-manicured toes. The woman whose toes you hit felt your impact, but wasn't bothered enough to glance down, and instead instinctively crushed her dirt-caked toes around your head, mashing your face.
She grew bored after a moment and moved aside, allowing another woman slipping by to step through and kick your head, tossing you backwards yet again. And so it went for almost five minutes, your pitifully tiny body being kicked and battered up and down the party room by the hordes of oblivious women chatting and laughing and enjoying the Halloween festivities. From foot after another kicked and squashed you, until finally you came to a rest in the far distant corner of the room, easily the quietest spot of the party, and you had just enough time to reform.
However, right as you did so, two powerful fingers of an unaffected woman clutched around your torso, pinning you in place. You struggled in vain as the woman picked you up off the floor, and you had just enough time to glimpse their body and the costume they were wearing, before coming face-to-face with their looming sneer.
The woman then spoke. "Well...look who we have here."
Who is it?
1) It's Bea, Ashley's mother, and the woman who detests all tinies and has disposed of more than her fair share during her life. She hates you in particular! Always one to flaunt her natural beauty if she knows it can get others to bend to her will, she's rocking a casino bunny girl outfit, complete with the skintight black leotard that is practically wedgieing her booty and leaves most of her breasts bare, diamond-patterned fishnets, and floppy bunny ear headband.
2) It's Penelope, your high school bully, and the girl that terrifies you the most out of anyone you've ever met in your life. She's always particular enjoyed sadistically tormenting you. She's dressed in what appears to be a modified version of her usual teaching attire that she wears for her Weston University job. The pencil-skirt is daringly tight and short, her blouse is mostly unbuttoned, and there's a three-inch midriff gap. Stern horn-rimmed glasses complete the look.
3) It's Rika, your old tiny-sitter, an undoubtedly a scary girl to be caught with alone. You were pretty sure she had some weird obsession with you based on how she acted in the past, and how she'd tried to catch you these past few months. With one of the sexiest bodies and largest egos of all women you'd met in your life, it's no surprise that she's chosen to dress as a literal goddess. Her monumental curves are barely contained in a form-hugging snow-white dress, floral crown, and golden makeup on her eyes and lips. Clearly, she's attempting to pass herself off as someone like Aphrodite.
4) It's Hanna, Mari's fellow lifeguard at The Oasis who has a weird bone to pick with all tinies, having earned herself the nickname 'The Exterminator' for her crimes against tiny-kind. She's dressed as a cheerleader, which you could almost assume was a sport she actually partook in back in high school to achieve the tone physique she has now. Of course, her current costume's miniscule miniskirt, massively exposed tummy, and barely-there sports bra were probably not up to dress-code. The pom-poms tied to her waistband are on-point, though.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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