This choice: Too Late! You are at her mercy. • Go Back...Chapter #5On Quinn’s Bad Side by: bobob1  (Originally written by Alistair)
Quinn roughly snatched you up between her fingers, each as wide as you. As she lifted you up past each part of her monolithic form you couldn’t help but admire how hot she was. You chastised yourself, her thinking you were a perv was exactly why she was so angry with you, proving her right would not help you in the slightest.
As you were brought up to her eye level you could see that her expression had changed from her usual apathy to cold rage.
“Care to explain yourself Hunter,” her eyes narrowed.
“I-I was just cleaning up a bit in here, trying to be helpful,” the words you stammered out in fear of your giant roommate were the truth , although the way you said them was not convincing in the slightest if the lack of change in Quinn’s expression was anything to go by.
“Oh really, so of all the things in my room you could have thought to “help” me by tidying up, you chose to go rooting around my underwear. Yeah sure Hunter, totally believe you,” she seemed to be getting angrier as the conversation went on. “You know Hunter, you seemed like a pretty nice guy earlier, and I was starting to think we could be good friends, but now it just seems like you’re a little perv and a liar, and I hate both of those things.”
She started to walk towards the door, roughly opening it. And tossing you outside of her room, the impact with the floor flattening you.
“Stay out of my way for the rest of the day, because if your pervy ass gets in my way and I step on you I won’t just not acknowledge you, I’ll actively make your life hell,” and with that she slammed the door closed. You figured you would need to figure out a way of making up with Quinn, but it was probably better to leave it a day or so. Best to just focus on reforming for now.
You focused your efforts on reforming you quickly managed to make some progress, reforming your arms and torso within a few minutes. However as you were doing this you became aware of the thudding approach of footsteps.
You looked up just in time to see Avery practically skipping along the hall towards you, not looking down at the floor as she was under the impression you were safe with Quinn. You couldn’t even let out a scream, since your mouth hadn’t reformed yet, as her foot steamrolled you without her even noticing you. Thankfully you didn’t stick to her foot as it lifted off of you, you remained stuck to the floor. Not only was all of your work reforming undone, but you were crushed even worse than before.
You once again focused your efforts on reforming, much slower than last time but there weren’t any more interruptions until you were almost fully reformed, only your left leg remained flat. You saw a shadow cast over you and looked up to see...
1) ... the sole of Avery’s foot again, she still hasn’t noticed you and you’re not sure you’ll get away from this one not stuck to the sole of her foot.
2) ... Quinn opening her door, looking directly at you. Has she calmed down since she threw you out or is she going to make good on her threat?
3) ... Morgan’s concerned face looking down at you. Maybe she can help you make up with Quinn after you explain what happened.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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