Not A Toy 084

Jenna screamed.

Maisie's attention snapped upwards, her body tensed at the sight, her eyes widening as she raced to consider her options. Crashing down towards them was a giant monster, a creature - but more accurately, it was one of Sophie's hands. The expectation that the redhead was some slow, lumbering beast still lived in their minds and so the speed at which the giantess' enormous digits rushed towards them meant that they had no time to strategize. What was more, their prison was a cramped, musty thing that left them utterly exposed and without options.

Maisie was the higher of the two and tried to avoid the grip, utterly in vain. A finger and thumb took hold of her tiny waist, the graduate felt herself roll forward as her feet were lifted from the newly solid floor. Jenna's screams were joined by Maisie's as the younger of the pair was lifted free of the purse - much like she had been during their car ride over.

This was the third time Maisie had been handled this way today and no matter how often it occurred, the experience was no less oppressive and terrifying. Her hands snapped out to claw at the fabric lining of the purse - now desperate to stay in the horrible confines than be handled like a toy.

Jenna could only watch as her cellmate was lifted free and vanished from view, her screaming protests turning distant as she did. The teacher thought she might be the luckier of the pair but those hopes were quickly dashed as another shadow loomed above - Sophie's other hand! The woman scrambled to her feet and tried to clamber away, trying in vain to protect herself from the redhead's attentions.

It was a hopeless exercise.

Jenna felt five enormous digits extend around her and then draw themselves inward, her own tiny body pressed into the palm of her captor. Her body warming immediately against the body heat of the giantess. Jenna tried to shove the fingers away but felt herself almost rolled into place as she was yanked onto her side and lifted from the purse.

Both women were roaring their protests as they were whisked into a much, much larger world. Their confines had become familiar, even safe by a certain reckoning, but now they were once more in the 'land of the giants' and at the mercy of one its occupants. 

Sophie grimaced at the sight of the two - frustrated by their attitudes. The redhead adjusted her grip on the clothed woman, grasping her wholly as she remembered the chase she had led Sophie on. 

Jenna's arms were free as her slammed a fist angrily against the giant woman's hand, squirming and fidgeting as she tried to break free. Maisie's options were far more constrained, as she struggled to find any kind of agency for herself. The heat was intensifying, feeling sweat beading against her skin

"Put me down!"

"Are you listening?!"

"Let me go!" 

These and other protests filled the air as Sophie regarded them for a moment, their voices slightly up pitched by their shift in size - but not comically so. 

Finally, Sophie spoke. "Are you two done now?"

The responses were angry, stammering, intimidated, rage and fear spilled from the pair in equal measure.

"Yes, yes, fine! I'll put you down." Sophie said, frustrated. "We've got some work to do."