World’s smallest peeping Tom
Your Life......Smaller
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
ajq45
Sputtering at the sudden dunk into a lake of seawater,you quickly swam back up and towards the edge of the droplet left behind by a previous changing room guest.Struggling a bit to break the surface tension of the drop,you eventually broke free and landed on the stone floor of the changing room.
Looking around urgently,you spotted your Rachael and her friend searching the surface of the bench for you,unaware that you were just inches below the seat.Unable to hear much through the solid wooden bench,you did hear a few phrases like “where is he?” and “I think the lady sat on him”,before Rachel said something along the lines of “did she already leave?”
Unable to stop them as the pair quickly walked out of the changing room,you were left stranded amongst a room full of bikini clad women,all of which were unaware of the tiny male hiding underneath a row of benches.Looking around,you tried to think of what to do here.As much as you enjoyed oogling at attractive women in bikinis,you would prefer to enjoy the sight somewhere where you wouldn’t be pulverized by a stray flip flop.You also had to find a way to get to Rachael and also get her attention.
Your thoughts were interrupted as one of front door opened and a group of 4 chatty teenagers stepped in,all dripping with seawater and smeared with sunscreen.One of these girls happened to step towards you and plant her ass on the now empty bench right above you,a boulder sized droplet striking the ground behind you and sending you running closer to the girl’s feet.The grains of sand covering her waterlogged soles were little over twice the size of you. Running out of the shadow of her feet,you had to act quickly before Rachael left the beach,and before your luck ran out and someone crushed you.
You needed to get out of here and into the beach,but with you being smaller than a grain of sand,that wasn’t exactly going to be safe or easy.Looking around,you could run straight to the door of the changing room and hope no one steps on you,or you could somehow get the attention of the girl sitting above,or just climb her.Or maybe you could just find a safe place to hide from the crushing feet and asses of these beach goers and hope Rachael comes back to look for you again.
Looking around urgently,you spotted your Rachael and her friend searching the surface of the bench for you,unaware that you were just inches below the seat.Unable to hear much through the solid wooden bench,you did hear a few phrases like “where is he?” and “I think the lady sat on him”,before Rachel said something along the lines of “did she already leave?”
Unable to stop them as the pair quickly walked out of the changing room,you were left stranded amongst a room full of bikini clad women,all of which were unaware of the tiny male hiding underneath a row of benches.Looking around,you tried to think of what to do here.As much as you enjoyed oogling at attractive women in bikinis,you would prefer to enjoy the sight somewhere where you wouldn’t be pulverized by a stray flip flop.You also had to find a way to get to Rachael and also get her attention.
Your thoughts were interrupted as one of front door opened and a group of 4 chatty teenagers stepped in,all dripping with seawater and smeared with sunscreen.One of these girls happened to step towards you and plant her ass on the now empty bench right above you,a boulder sized droplet striking the ground behind you and sending you running closer to the girl’s feet.The grains of sand covering her waterlogged soles were little over twice the size of you. Running out of the shadow of her feet,you had to act quickly before Rachael left the beach,and before your luck ran out and someone crushed you.
You needed to get out of here and into the beach,but with you being smaller than a grain of sand,that wasn’t exactly going to be safe or easy.Looking around,you could run straight to the door of the changing room and hope no one steps on you,or you could somehow get the attention of the girl sitting above,or just climb her.Or maybe you could just find a safe place to hide from the crushing feet and asses of these beach goers and hope Rachael comes back to look for you again.
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