The grand adventures of itty bitty Heather
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
absolfusion
It took no time for the shrinking process to complete, no time at all. In fact Heather wagered that the process had progressed even faster then before, as if it were accelerated by the cold fury of the girl above, the girl who would be her new home and prison.
Heather got to her knees,coughing and hacking out the fluid that was still caught in her throat. So this was to be her life now. Hot tears flowed freely from her eyes and she fought back a sob. There was no way she could ever get out of this mess, she was as good as dead to the world!
She pulled herself into a standing position and began to look around, to scope out the landscape of where she had just landed.
Heather was so small that she had no weight to sink into the mucus and could now walk on top of it.
She was standing in some kind of deep valley that stretched far into the distance before terminating in a ridge.
This was likely one of the deep vaginal trenches Edna was talking about.
The scent of Edna was {everywhere/i} and pervaded deep into her nostrils, prompting a shameful reaction from her own nethers.
Oh god, why am I so wet?she moaned internally. She rubbed a hand over her crotch and found that she was quite moist down there. God damn that bitch, I hope she chokes. she thought bitterly, before trudging forward in an uncertain direction.
It didn't really matter what direction she went, she's lost anyway, in all senses of the word.
Despite her continually telling herself that she was the one who was in the right there was this niggling little thought that bothered her, that she had made a terrible mistake.
Heather got to her knees,coughing and hacking out the fluid that was still caught in her throat. So this was to be her life now. Hot tears flowed freely from her eyes and she fought back a sob. There was no way she could ever get out of this mess, she was as good as dead to the world!
She pulled herself into a standing position and began to look around, to scope out the landscape of where she had just landed.
Heather was so small that she had no weight to sink into the mucus and could now walk on top of it.
She was standing in some kind of deep valley that stretched far into the distance before terminating in a ridge.
This was likely one of the deep vaginal trenches Edna was talking about.
The scent of Edna was {everywhere/i} and pervaded deep into her nostrils, prompting a shameful reaction from her own nethers.
Oh god, why am I so wet?she moaned internally. She rubbed a hand over her crotch and found that she was quite moist down there. God damn that bitch, I hope she chokes. she thought bitterly, before trudging forward in an uncertain direction.
It didn't really matter what direction she went, she's lost anyway, in all senses of the word.
Despite her continually telling herself that she was the one who was in the right there was this niggling little thought that bothered her, that she had made a terrible mistake.
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