Jaz to the Rescue
Cheating Death
chapter 23
by
copier
· original author:
spiralwriter
Jaz's eyes slowly fluttered open as she woke up from sleeping. "Hmm...too hot in here..." She groaned to herself, moving her covers off of her body. Mom must've forgotten to turn down the heat last night. She yawned and looked over at her alarm clock, blinking to get the sleep away and to focus her vision. She could barely see a thing without her glasses on. "Huh...6:30..." She muttered to herself. Just enough time to try and get some more sleep.
Right before she laid her head back down on her pillow, she could still feel how hot it was. She was sweating in some places, especially down by her feet. The black girl paused, thinking back to something important. He had to do with her feet...and her friend Luke...
"Oh!"
Jaz quickly sat up and looked down at her feet, more specifically, her right pinky toe. Her hand scrambled towards her bedside table, grabbing her glasses and quickly placing them over her ears so that she might have a chance of spotting her microscopic friend. After a minute or so of searching, she squinted, spotting her tiny, tiny, tiny friend. But, above him, was a sweat bead vastly larger than he was, slowly rolling towards him.
She realized what was going on, and stifled a chuckled.
"Heh...you need some help down there, shorty?" Jaz smirked.
"No, no, I'm completely fine!" You shouted back up, suddenly alerted to her booming voice. Bout time Jaz woke up. Your chest straining as you huffed and puffed to keep breathing as you continued to run as fast as you could, but your pace was slowing by the second, while the ocean behind you wasn't slowing at all. Wow, you were out of shape.
"You sure? Little Lulu looks like he needs help." She cooed mockingly.
"Nope!" You cringed, feeling something give way in your ankles, making you stumble a bit. Jeez, was it hot out here?! You could barely feel your legs, both of them going numb a few yards back.
"Okay then, if you have it handled..." She shrugged, watching you struggle with a small laugh.
"Jaz, please, c'mon!" You wheezed, finally having to stop, gasping for air heavily as you nearly doubled over. The rumble of the sweat bead pursuing you was getting closer and closer as its shadow only loomed threateningly, about to overtake you any second now. Just as you were so certain the oncoming wall of water was about to hit you, an even more powerful rumble filled the air as an even vaster shadow hovered over the whole toescape.
You gazed upwards, Jaz's finger easily flicking away the sweat bead with enough force to generate a sonic boom, blowing you back to land a few yards away, and stun you for a few seconds. After regaining your senses and the dull pounding in your head died away, you could hear clearly again to the sound of a repeating thunder crash of giggles from Jaz in the distance.
"Don't worry Luke, I was just screwing around with ya. I wouldn't have let my little ol sweat bead gotten ya." Your giant friend reassured you with a wink. Still, you could definitely tell Jaz was having too much fun watching you struggle against the smallest of her body's functions as if they were a force of nature. No doubt it gave her a power rush like no other.
"C'mon, up you go." She boomed, the finger that had just saved your life lowered down next to you, ushering you to climb onboard. You approached the sheer wall of cocoa, and after a minute or so of struggled climbing, you were still incredibly tired from your early morning run, you used her fingerprint lines and the various other etches in her skin to reach her fingertip and collapse down onto it exhausted.
She brought her finger back up to her face in front of her eye, your reflection in her glasses lens, and behind the wall of it, her gigantic eye. "Looks like you had quite the morning."
You were too tired to reply, only giving a little wave, too small a motion for her to see. "Looks like you owe me, Lu." She declared, getting up off of her bed and stretching a bit.
"....Wait, what?" You finally exclaim, sitting up and gazing at her confusedly.
"You heard me. I did just save your life back there." Jaz smirked, heading out her room and into the hallway, her footsteps echoing booms in your ears. You had no idea if Jaz was kidding or not, she did like to mess with you, but it was always playfully, just like back there when she chuckled at your life-threatening situation. It was almost too close to call, but she did save you at the last moment.
"I'm figuring that you'll need to refer how much bigger and better I am than you on a regular basis, and remind yourself how super I am. Super Jaz, heh." She chuckled. "...Are you not wearing any clothes?"
"....Boxers." You admitted with a light blush in your cheeks. "It got hot on your toe last night, if you couldn't tell."
"Or you just couldn't help yourself, perv." She smirked and rolled her eyes, entering the kitchen and setting you down on the table before she walked over to the kitchen cabinets, the distance allowing you a good view of her titanic form, her back to her as she browsed what she had in store to eat. You tried not to follow the outline of the curve of her back, down to her shapely and large butt, but it did happen. You bit your lip and forced yourself to avert your eyes just as Jaz came back, looming so mightily overhead, placing down a bowl and a spoon in the distance on the table, as well as a box of cereal and a carton of milk, every item slamming down with earthquake-generating force.
Jaz then sat down in front of you, the edge of the table level with her breasts, her grey bra just barely holding them as they swayed like the softest sky before you. "Hey, eyes up here tiny." She said as if knowing where your vision was, making you look up, her face so high above it became a blur as she looked back down at you with a miles-wide smirk herself.
"I wasn't look at anything." You retort, crossing your arms. Jaz merely chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Like hell you were. Hey, if I was in your position, I'd be doing the same thing. I probably look good from all the way down there." She stated, pouring her cereal, making you cringe a bit. You could hear every mountain-sized piece slam down into the bowl, followed by the splashing waterfall of milk, sending some drops to fly out and slam down around you, becoming all too dangerously close to the sweat ocean fiasco earlier.
Right before she laid her head back down on her pillow, she could still feel how hot it was. She was sweating in some places, especially down by her feet. The black girl paused, thinking back to something important. He had to do with her feet...and her friend Luke...
"Oh!"
Jaz quickly sat up and looked down at her feet, more specifically, her right pinky toe. Her hand scrambled towards her bedside table, grabbing her glasses and quickly placing them over her ears so that she might have a chance of spotting her microscopic friend. After a minute or so of searching, she squinted, spotting her tiny, tiny, tiny friend. But, above him, was a sweat bead vastly larger than he was, slowly rolling towards him.
She realized what was going on, and stifled a chuckled.
"Heh...you need some help down there, shorty?" Jaz smirked.
"No, no, I'm completely fine!" You shouted back up, suddenly alerted to her booming voice. Bout time Jaz woke up. Your chest straining as you huffed and puffed to keep breathing as you continued to run as fast as you could, but your pace was slowing by the second, while the ocean behind you wasn't slowing at all. Wow, you were out of shape.
"You sure? Little Lulu looks like he needs help." She cooed mockingly.
"Nope!" You cringed, feeling something give way in your ankles, making you stumble a bit. Jeez, was it hot out here?! You could barely feel your legs, both of them going numb a few yards back.
"Okay then, if you have it handled..." She shrugged, watching you struggle with a small laugh.
"Jaz, please, c'mon!" You wheezed, finally having to stop, gasping for air heavily as you nearly doubled over. The rumble of the sweat bead pursuing you was getting closer and closer as its shadow only loomed threateningly, about to overtake you any second now. Just as you were so certain the oncoming wall of water was about to hit you, an even more powerful rumble filled the air as an even vaster shadow hovered over the whole toescape.
You gazed upwards, Jaz's finger easily flicking away the sweat bead with enough force to generate a sonic boom, blowing you back to land a few yards away, and stun you for a few seconds. After regaining your senses and the dull pounding in your head died away, you could hear clearly again to the sound of a repeating thunder crash of giggles from Jaz in the distance.
"Don't worry Luke, I was just screwing around with ya. I wouldn't have let my little ol sweat bead gotten ya." Your giant friend reassured you with a wink. Still, you could definitely tell Jaz was having too much fun watching you struggle against the smallest of her body's functions as if they were a force of nature. No doubt it gave her a power rush like no other.
"C'mon, up you go." She boomed, the finger that had just saved your life lowered down next to you, ushering you to climb onboard. You approached the sheer wall of cocoa, and after a minute or so of struggled climbing, you were still incredibly tired from your early morning run, you used her fingerprint lines and the various other etches in her skin to reach her fingertip and collapse down onto it exhausted.
She brought her finger back up to her face in front of her eye, your reflection in her glasses lens, and behind the wall of it, her gigantic eye. "Looks like you had quite the morning."
You were too tired to reply, only giving a little wave, too small a motion for her to see. "Looks like you owe me, Lu." She declared, getting up off of her bed and stretching a bit.
"....Wait, what?" You finally exclaim, sitting up and gazing at her confusedly.
"You heard me. I did just save your life back there." Jaz smirked, heading out her room and into the hallway, her footsteps echoing booms in your ears. You had no idea if Jaz was kidding or not, she did like to mess with you, but it was always playfully, just like back there when she chuckled at your life-threatening situation. It was almost too close to call, but she did save you at the last moment.
"I'm figuring that you'll need to refer how much bigger and better I am than you on a regular basis, and remind yourself how super I am. Super Jaz, heh." She chuckled. "...Are you not wearing any clothes?"
"....Boxers." You admitted with a light blush in your cheeks. "It got hot on your toe last night, if you couldn't tell."
"Or you just couldn't help yourself, perv." She smirked and rolled her eyes, entering the kitchen and setting you down on the table before she walked over to the kitchen cabinets, the distance allowing you a good view of her titanic form, her back to her as she browsed what she had in store to eat. You tried not to follow the outline of the curve of her back, down to her shapely and large butt, but it did happen. You bit your lip and forced yourself to avert your eyes just as Jaz came back, looming so mightily overhead, placing down a bowl and a spoon in the distance on the table, as well as a box of cereal and a carton of milk, every item slamming down with earthquake-generating force.
Jaz then sat down in front of you, the edge of the table level with her breasts, her grey bra just barely holding them as they swayed like the softest sky before you. "Hey, eyes up here tiny." She said as if knowing where your vision was, making you look up, her face so high above it became a blur as she looked back down at you with a miles-wide smirk herself.
"I wasn't look at anything." You retort, crossing your arms. Jaz merely chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Like hell you were. Hey, if I was in your position, I'd be doing the same thing. I probably look good from all the way down there." She stated, pouring her cereal, making you cringe a bit. You could hear every mountain-sized piece slam down into the bowl, followed by the splashing waterfall of milk, sending some drops to fly out and slam down around you, becoming all too dangerously close to the sweat ocean fiasco earlier.
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