This choice: The train stops and everyone flees • Go Back...Chapter #5Panic by: Unknown Just as she finished her question, the train stopped, the doors opened, and just like that people were screaming and running for their lives. Many people got pushed over on their way out and she saw people crawling over each other to escape...what? Her?
"Please, no! I'm just like all of you! I'm just...big now..." Jessica had no idea how to describe herself anymore. She was bigger than anyone had any right to be. She still couldn't comprehend how big she was yet as she was still cramped in the small car, so she sighed as she worked her way out.
This was easier said than done as she twisted to one side and slid across the floor towards the sliding doors, some people still getting themselves up and out. She pushed herself closer, but then felt her butt get stuck between the bench and one of the poles. With a little effort, she felt herself get free, though she was afraid she bent the pole in the process. With a sigh of relief, she found herself free from any poles as she hunched over on her hands and knees, ready to climb out. To her utter dismay, the doors slid closed and the subway continued on its journey, Jessica mow the only passenger in her car.
"Oh come on! Really?" She huffed; now she not only had to get out on the streets, she also had to make it back home while she was 10 feet tall and nude. She would surely be arrested, but how she didn't know. She was far too big for any cars now. Would cuffs fit her? All of these thoughts entertained her before the train stopped and the doors slid open. Like last time, a crowd was waiting outside, but at the first sight of her they all turned and bolted away, running from a supposed threat. Jessica was less bothered now as she crawled out and stood to her full height, her head just barely scraping the ceiling. The few onlookers left ran once she was in full view, and she watched them flail up the stairs to the streets above.
To her surprise, one man, a homeless man who was leaning against the wall next to her, showed no fear. He simply nodded to her and removed the blanket he had wrapped around him.
"You'll need this more than I do." She gingerly took hold of it and looked down at the man, her knees slightly bent so she was closer to his face.
"No, I can't-"
"No, please. Just, uh, good luck to ya." He gave her a smile and then let her be, walking away as she stood there, a bit confused by the whole ordeal. Shrugging, she wrapped the blanket around her waist, not bothering to try and cover her breasts. Not only was the blanket not long enough to span the area from her breasts to her waist, she figured her breasts were too large for the blanket to hold in anyways. With at least some modesty left, Jessica bent over and climbed the stairs four steps at a time before she emerged onto the streets of Manhattan.
More screaming ensued, though some people whipped out their phones and began recording or taking pictures; this did bother her, seeing as she was topless, so she approached the braver crowd.
"Hey! Show some decency to a topless, ten foot woman! I don't want myself all over social media!" She crossed the distance between her and the crowd quickly, and before they could run she had snatched a phone from one of them and held it between her thumb and forefinger. With a slight smirk, she squeezed, and the relatively tiny device cracked into dozens of pieces. This did the trick, and the once brave crowd joined the others who were running. "Well...that was actually kind of fun."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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