You decline to choose
The Shrinking Virus- Collaberotica Version
Chapter 27
You freeze staring at all the frightened faces staring back at you. There are several people cowering with their backs to you, as if by hiding their faces from you, they will be spared. You know that it's not up to them or you anyway, it's up to the giantess women sitting all around, their mouth's no doubt watering as they play their twisted games.
Right in front of you, Jessica sits tall and regal among them all, like a queen having fun with her puppets. You know she is just waiting for a chance to torment you. More than any of the others even, there is true malice lurking behind her sugary sweet smile. She knows you won't pick, in fact, you realise that she is banking on it.
Still, you cannot bring yourself to choose from the rag tag survivors of whatever hellhole of a cage these shrunken people were drawn out of. Most of them look shell-shocked from their time in captivity, others stare back at you with dead eyes, perhaps even pleading to be released from the wait. For the first time, you realise that being a shrink captured is a death sentence, and it is the wait that makes up the worst of it. Maybe you should pick, just one, just one from any of the listless dead eyed people standing there.
"Well, aren't you going to pick one?" Jessica asks, her tone bordering on condescension, as if she deemed you incapable of such a menial task.
"NO!" you yell back at her. "I WONT!"
Your burst of defiance elicits a round of laughter from the table as the giant women look at each other conspiratorially. Jessica in particular seems to be fully engaged, and she leans down menacingly towards you, and towards the rest of the shrinks in the bowl. From your perspective, you can see her cleavage through the open collar of her white tennis top, where a long necklace with a rounded pendant hangs freely over the cleft of her breasts. The pendant glints in the light of day, and a flash of orange catches your eye. Only then do you realise that she is wearing a shrink in her jewellery, a tiny person trapped in that orb pendant bouncing on her breasts.
"You wont?" Jessica asks, her tone measured and slow.
"NO!" you yell back at her, refusing to budge.
"Are you sure?" she replies, the smile never leaving her lips.
"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"Well, perhaps," she says finally, raising her hand over the bowl.
"But I can try..."
With a swift dip of her fingertips, she plucks a shrink out of the bowl, a guy barely older than you are. He screams all the way up, as she lifts him and drops him onto the palm of her free hand.
"Why don't you reconsider Ken? We can wait. Maybe you just need some time to decide..." Jessica says, the tiny guy now standing on her outstretched palm, but with nowhere to go unless he wanted to risk a jump from a height certain to break all his bones.
"You'll just eat them anyway, what difference will it make if I choose or you do..."
Your voice falters as you listen to your own words. There is nothing you can do to help the others, but you won't be a part of their ends. Not like this. There's nothing Jessica can do to you, not right now at least. Or so you think...
"Oh Ken, is that what you think I'm going to do with this pathetic little morsel right here? I'll admit, he does look delicious, but that's not why I picked him," Jessica says, stroking the tiny man with the back of her index finger. For the first time, you notice just how long her nails are, they are almost as long as he is tall and just as wide.
All around you the other giantesses are watching Jessica with rapt attention. She is playing her part masterfully, and you can see that the others are just waiting to see where she will take this.
"I'll give you one last chance to pick someone," Jessica finally says, "or I'm going to put this tiny little treat back with you - just minus his legs. We can keep playing after, but I doubt it will be as much fun for you while he's screaming his little lungs out in there. "
"NO! DON'T! PLEASE! JUST EAT ME ALREADY!" the tiny man hollers from Jessica's palm. All around you, cries of dismay erupt from the other shrinks. You can feel their fear building, and they are no longer hiding but staring at you instead.
"Eww Jessica...I don't want to eat a bloody shrink. That's disgusting," Elena says, scrunching her nose at the thought.
"Yeah...count me out," Becca says too. The others agree, and you can see that even Pam appears put off by the idea.
"Looks like he'll be lying there for quite awhile then Ken, since no one wants him. But that's not really up to me now is it?" Jessica says diabolically. It's your choice and she has successfully manipulated the situation to suit her purposes. You know for sure now who you are dealing with, and there's nothing you can do to stop her from causing more pain, more suffering...not unless you choose.
Right in front of you, Jessica sits tall and regal among them all, like a queen having fun with her puppets. You know she is just waiting for a chance to torment you. More than any of the others even, there is true malice lurking behind her sugary sweet smile. She knows you won't pick, in fact, you realise that she is banking on it.
Still, you cannot bring yourself to choose from the rag tag survivors of whatever hellhole of a cage these shrunken people were drawn out of. Most of them look shell-shocked from their time in captivity, others stare back at you with dead eyes, perhaps even pleading to be released from the wait. For the first time, you realise that being a shrink captured is a death sentence, and it is the wait that makes up the worst of it. Maybe you should pick, just one, just one from any of the listless dead eyed people standing there.
"Well, aren't you going to pick one?" Jessica asks, her tone bordering on condescension, as if she deemed you incapable of such a menial task.
"NO!" you yell back at her. "I WONT!"
Your burst of defiance elicits a round of laughter from the table as the giant women look at each other conspiratorially. Jessica in particular seems to be fully engaged, and she leans down menacingly towards you, and towards the rest of the shrinks in the bowl. From your perspective, you can see her cleavage through the open collar of her white tennis top, where a long necklace with a rounded pendant hangs freely over the cleft of her breasts. The pendant glints in the light of day, and a flash of orange catches your eye. Only then do you realise that she is wearing a shrink in her jewellery, a tiny person trapped in that orb pendant bouncing on her breasts.
"You wont?" Jessica asks, her tone measured and slow.
"NO!" you yell back at her, refusing to budge.
"Are you sure?" she replies, the smile never leaving her lips.
"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"Well, perhaps," she says finally, raising her hand over the bowl.
"But I can try..."
With a swift dip of her fingertips, she plucks a shrink out of the bowl, a guy barely older than you are. He screams all the way up, as she lifts him and drops him onto the palm of her free hand.
"Why don't you reconsider Ken? We can wait. Maybe you just need some time to decide..." Jessica says, the tiny guy now standing on her outstretched palm, but with nowhere to go unless he wanted to risk a jump from a height certain to break all his bones.
"You'll just eat them anyway, what difference will it make if I choose or you do..."
Your voice falters as you listen to your own words. There is nothing you can do to help the others, but you won't be a part of their ends. Not like this. There's nothing Jessica can do to you, not right now at least. Or so you think...
"Oh Ken, is that what you think I'm going to do with this pathetic little morsel right here? I'll admit, he does look delicious, but that's not why I picked him," Jessica says, stroking the tiny man with the back of her index finger. For the first time, you notice just how long her nails are, they are almost as long as he is tall and just as wide.
All around you the other giantesses are watching Jessica with rapt attention. She is playing her part masterfully, and you can see that the others are just waiting to see where she will take this.
"I'll give you one last chance to pick someone," Jessica finally says, "or I'm going to put this tiny little treat back with you - just minus his legs. We can keep playing after, but I doubt it will be as much fun for you while he's screaming his little lungs out in there. "
"NO! DON'T! PLEASE! JUST EAT ME ALREADY!" the tiny man hollers from Jessica's palm. All around you, cries of dismay erupt from the other shrinks. You can feel their fear building, and they are no longer hiding but staring at you instead.
"Eww Jessica...I don't want to eat a bloody shrink. That's disgusting," Elena says, scrunching her nose at the thought.
"Yeah...count me out," Becca says too. The others agree, and you can see that even Pam appears put off by the idea.
"Looks like he'll be lying there for quite awhile then Ken, since no one wants him. But that's not really up to me now is it?" Jessica says diabolically. It's your choice and she has successfully manipulated the situation to suit her purposes. You know for sure now who you are dealing with, and there's nothing you can do to stop her from causing more pain, more suffering...not unless you choose.
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June 3, 2023
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