You look at the expansive palm that belongs to Mantis in front of you, as she continues to hold her hand out patiently, giving you time to make your decision. You are willing to give her a chance but feel the need to display that you still have independence in this situation as you web swing onto her shoulder, and sit down.
This makes Mantis giggle as she says "No, silly little bug guy. I said my hand...". She states without thinking you misunderstood what she was saying as she gives another giggle, before reaching her hand over her shoulder grabbing you, as you can only merely watch as her hand closes around you, as she unknowingly takes the moment of independence away from you.
As Mantis' hand encloses around you, you can feel the warmth of her skin and smell a faint odor as you are pressed into her palm. She lifts you up to eye level, opening her hand to look down at you. It was quite different to be so tiny in the presence of a regular-sized person, and even though you still had your super strength you had to suppress a shudder at the feeling of her strength in this situation.
Taking your eyes off the imposing structures of her titanic fingers, you looked up to her face, as a wide smile spreads across her face "See? Now isn't that more comfortable, tiny insignificant insect man!" she says, her voice unknowingly to her being loud and echoey to your tiny ears, as she is filled with amusement.
In Mantis' palm, you feel even smaller than before, her giant hand enveloping you completely. You can see the individual lines and whorls of her fingerprints, each one a small mountain range to you. You try to keep your cool, despite the overwhelming size difference. "Actually miss, you can just call me Spider-Man.".
"Awwww!" Mantis squealed in excitement, bringing her hand up to her face. "You are right in that you are a tiny spider like man, but unlike a spider you are very adorable itty bitty man!" her voice booms into your tiny ears as she pressed the shrunken hero to her cheek, nuzzling you fiercely.
Feeling a little uncomfortable with Mantis' affectionate display, you try to wriggle free from her grasp. However, with your current size, your movements are barely noticeable to her. "I see you're enjoying the attention, little one," Mantis coos, seemingly unaware of your tiny movements.
Though right as it seems your struggles in her grasp make progress, Mantis begins to gently stroke your back with her thumb. The sensation is oddly soothing, you find yourself slipping back into her soft hand as you can feel your eyelids growing heavy. You force your eyes open though as you remind yourself that you need to stay alert and can't fully trust any of the Guardians as of yet, which includes Mantis. But with the gentle rocking and stroking is making it difficult to focus.
Struggling to stay awake, you notice that Mantis has started to walking, her hand still cradling you gently. She begins to hum softly to herself, a melodic tune that seems to fill the air around you. The sound reverberates in your tiny chest and ears, and you find yourself feeling oddly comforted by it and unable to stay awake any longer as you drift off to sleep in Mantis's grasp.
(Upon waking up, where are you?...)
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