Not A Toy 081

Maisie mustered all the strength she could.

The phone call had ended, and with it the shrunken women's latest and best chance for any help in this insane situation, and the graduate knew that meant the enormous woman was now free of distraction. Each time the little brunette attempted to pull herself through the huge, clenched thighs, the stranger would just tighten her muscles or simply readjust her position and quickly undo the struggling graduate's efforts.

Sophie looked down at the squirming woman, and let out an exasperated sigh as she discarded her phone in a cup holder. After learning what she had from Nathalie, the last thing she needed was a panicking, shrunken woman struggling between her legs. 

"You are starting to annoy me!" Said Sophie dramatically.

Maisie could sense what was coming and she tried to make herself as small as possible, she knew it would achieve nothing but instinct took over and she pressed herself against the woman's enormous thigh, trying to avoid what came next. 

Yet it didn't matter. The graduate felt a thumb and finger clench beneath her arms, and at the same time, Sophie relaxed her thighs and in a moment the tiny woman was once again lifted into the air. Maisie gasped as the sensation grew no less upsetting and uncomfortable, plucked up with the ease of a toy as the surface beneath her shrunk away, her legs kicked in response and Maisie gripped onto what she could, unconvinced of her safety in this woman's hands.

"L-Let me go!" Came the words spilling from Maisie's mouth, arcing her neck to try and look at her titanic captor.

"Oh, would you like to be put outside? I'm sure you'll find a way to get back to your normal size on the side of the road." Scolded Sophie, her tone condescending.

Maisie went to reply, but Sophie didn't wait and whisked the tiny brunette back towards her original prison. The graduate's response turned to a yelp as the world spun and whirled, before the bag came back into view.

Within the musty cell, Jenna had recovered from being knocked over by the woman's oppressive hand. She heard a conversation take place, but it seemed like it had ended. The tiny teacher, taking advantage of the slouched bag thought she might have a chance to sneak from her confines. As if in response, a familiar sight hovered into view above her just as she lowered the lip of the bag.

Struggling. Squirming. Angry. Dazed. Maisie felt her body rolled forward, then the warm fingers that held her in place fell away as the graduate tumbled back to the the gullet that was the woman's bag.

Jenna didn't have time to move as the younger woman crashed into air, the pair collapsing onto the floor of the purse in a heap. Jenna was pushed over but uninjured, whereas Maisie was still regaining her senses after her 'flight'. She felt her own form pressed against her shrunken cell-mate and, realizing their situation, lifted herself free. The awkwardness of their unexpected intimacy deepened by the reminder that Jenna was wearing only her underwear.

The teacher pried herself from the floor. "That clearly went well." 

Maisie just nodded in response, wishing she had more to report, but Jenna's sarcastic tone conveyed complete understanding.

Jenna eyed her fellow captive. "You can get off me now."

The graduate suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment. Both for how little she had been able to achieve after being 'free' of the bag, and for how she had landed on the teacher. Maisie was once again reminded of the absurdity of their predicament - this was the woman who was had been going to interview her for a job.

Being stressed about a job interview seemed like a world away at this point.

Beyond the confines of Sophie's bag, the scientist breathed a sigh of relief as she turned into her driveway.

At last, she was home.