“Anyway, this is the computer lab,” Sophie explained to the the three-inch-tall girl sitting in her palm, nodding towards the open doorway. “I dunno, I guess it's...fine. Some of the computers are kind of old, but I don't know how it was at your old school.”
Despite the slightly awkward and uninformative stop on her introduction tour, Bridget smiled sweetly and nodded her little head. Overall Sophie's guided tour of Arlington High had been admittedly a bit lackluster; it wasn't that the facilities were poor or anything, but it was evident that the freckled brunette who'd been assigned as her escort for the day hadn't come especially prepared, and she'd admitted as much early on when she confessed to Bridget that she'd only accepted the task because she'd been bribed with extra credit in one of her classes. Still, Bridget was thankful for the help, and the fact that Sophie seemed insecure and apologetic about her slight ineptitude suggested to her that the girl was at least trying her best.
Bridget was a shrinky—a person who'd been afflicted with the strange shrinking virus that could permanently reduce a full sized human down to three inches in just under two weeks time. Slender with light brown hair done up in a neat bun, the tiny girl wore a plaid skirt and cute black sweater above it. She had a kind and pretty face that accurately advertised her gentle, fun loving nature. It was thanks to these qualities that Bridget had always been able to make and keep a surplus of friends, at least until she'd caught the virus in the middle of last school year.
Unfortunately, Bridget's old school had a strict no shrinky policy. It wasn't meant as a form of discrimination, but rather for their own protection. There were too many terrible stories online about shrunken people suffering cruel fates at the hands of the giants around them, possibly the most infamous among them being the “pred challenge” that had inspired young people around the world to swallow shrunken people whole for nothing but online clout. Apparently the school didn't think they could realistically protect their shrunken students from that kind of constant threat, and rather than open themselves up to legal liability, they'd thought it more prudent to instate the ban. As a result, Bridget had been forced to complete last school year via online courses...a form of education she found far less effective and fun, mostly because it kept her from socializing with her friends.
Fortunately, her father had landed a new job in Arlington over that lonely summer, where the public high school seemingly had no such restriction against people of her stature. As they prepared for the move, Bridget had written the principle a long, heartfelt petition regarding her desire to return to real school, just in case they tried to deny her. And as luck would have it, she was accepted! She'd learned from the principle's reply that though they'd never had a shrinky student before, she was actually quite sympathetic to Bridget's plight on account of having a shrinky niece, and she promised that the school would look into setting up accommodations and safety protocols so that Bridget could attend Arlington High like any other student.
Even now, Bridget couldn't help but feel a bit proud of herself—the first shrunken person to attend her new school, and by year's end, the first to graduate too! She was almost like one of the pioneers of social justice she'd read about in her history classes, and she beamed with pride when she dared to imagine that maybe she'd get a mention in a text somewhere about shrinkies and their strides to gain rights in society.
“Thanks again for showing me around Sophie,” Bridget smiled sweet up at the giant girl who was carrying her down the hallway, “I really appreciate it.”
“Oh, it's no problem,” Sophie shrugged, still evidently a little uncomfortable, not that Bridget blamed her. Not only was she admittedly not especially prepared to be a tour guide, but Bridget also suspected the girl had never carried a shrinky like her around before. She could understand how that would be weird at first...it had certainly been an adjustment for Bridget to get used to being around regular sized people initially after she'd shrunk.
“No, I really mean it,” continued Bridget, smiling as she looked away a little bashfully, “I know the school offered you extra credit, but I'm still really thankful for the help. It gives me hope that people at this school are nice. I've...I've really been looking forward to making new friends after I had to leave my old school.”
Sophie studied the shrunken girl in her palm as she continued down the hallway, still evidently a bit uncomfortable. “Honestly I'm kind of surprised you wanted to come back to a real school...I think if it were me I wouldn't have had the guts, y'know, with some of the things going on these days...” Sophie trailed off a bit then cringed, shooting an apologetic look down to Bridget. “Uh, sorry for bringing it up....”
Bridget's smile faltered a bit, but she shook her head to assure the larger girl it was okay. “Of course I've heard the stories...and yeah, I'm sure some of them are true...but overall, I think it's kind of overblown. It's just how the media is, amplifying the worst of what's out there and never highlighting the good...and deep down, I think most people are good, so that's why I'm not really worried.” By the end of her little speech her smile had returned, and she beamed confidently up at her giant helper.
Sophie frowned and looked away as she walked. “I dunno, I wouldn't totally let your guard down...I'm not trying to freak you out or anything, but my cousin went to a party not too far from here with a shinky at it...by the end of the night she was missing, and they never did find out what happened to her...”
Bridget took a deep breath and exhaled, forcing herself to stay positive and doing her best not to think about what kind of cruel fate the girl from the story might've suffered. She shot a friendly wave to a pair of girls walking by them, whispering to each other and clearly pointing her out. “Again, I'm not saying it never happens, I'm not that naive...I'm just saying that if this school is full of nice people like you, Sophie, then I've got nothing to worry about!
Sophie shot the tiny girl beaming up at her in her palm a smile of her own. “Oh, uh, thanks. Yeah, sorry for being like that—I don't know why I brought it up. It'll be fine, Bridget, you're right. But just don't get too excited about Arlington High...I mean the school's fine I guess, but not everyone here is nice...”
As if manifested by the brunette's words, a frightened yelp and the metallic bang of something being slammed against a locker echoed out from just ahead down the hall, instantly turning the heads of all the surrounding students. Bridget craned her tiny neck in vain in an attempt to see over the mass of giants, and luckily Sophie took notice and lifted her up slightly for a better vantage, though the smile had vanished from the brunette's face.
“Speaking of...”
Ahead of them, a petite Asian girl squirmed in distress as she was pinned against the lockers by a tall more athletically built girl with pale skin and long raven black hair. The aggressor wore a flannel loosely over her gray top, and a pair of ripped black jeans the clung tightly to her clearly strong athletic thighs. Despite the plainly cruel scowl the girl wore on her face as she loomed over her victim, Bridget couldn't help but note that she was fairly attractive—she thought she actually resembled Billie Eilish, a little.
“Watch where you're fucking going,” the girl growled, practically right in the Asian girl's face as she held her up against the lockers by the scruff of her sweatshirt.
“Sorry Jenna! I'm sorry!” the girl pleaded, her eyes shut as she flinched away from the taller girl's face.
Jenna's scowl deepened, and she released her grip on the girl with one of her hands, winding up as if she were about to strike her, but instead bringing her palm forward with another terrifying bang against the lockers right beside where the other girl's face was, causing her to cry out and flinch again.
Jenna then scowled and fully released her, letting the girl slide down to the floor, sneering down at her before turning back to audience of shocked face around her
“The fuck are you all looking at?” she asked coldly, and almost immediately the surrounding students all turned away and pretended to be otherwise occupied. Jenna then exhaled heavily through her nose and began marching ahead down the hall as if nothing had ever happened.
As the tall girl neared, Sophie instinctively slunk to the side of the hall to blend in amongst the crowd, and Bridget watched from the girl's palm, still in slight shock, as Jenna marched by without noticing them.
“Well, I guess Jenna was inevitably going to be part of our tour eventually,” Sophie sighed with relief at not being spotted, leaning back against the lockers. “If you're going to watch out for anyone at Arlington, it's her...and not just because you're a shrinky—I'm plenty scared of her, and she's only got three inches on me...”
Bridget turned her attention to where Jenna's victim had collapsed, seeing that now she was at least being helped to her feet by a few friends.
“Do you know what she was so angry about?” Bridget asked, still a bit shocked by sudden violence she'd witnessed.
“I don't know, maybe the big-ass stick up her butt that she was born with?” Sophie shrugged, shaking her head. “She's just always kind of like that, taking out her mood on everyone else...best you can do is just stay out of her way and you probably won't catch any strays.” She paused and then shot a playful grin down to her tiny escort. “You know in a way it's a good thing you're so small, it'll be harder for her to notice you.”
Bridget giggled back at her. “Yeah, lucky me...”
As Sophie resumed her tour of the school halls, Bridget found herself thinking of Jenna every so often. She couldn't help herself—as someone who firmly believed there was good in all people, it always troubled her when she witnessed something senselessly cruel. There had to be a reason for it, she told herself. The poor girl must've had a terrible home life or something to be in such a constant foul mood, and Bridget made a mental note to remember that and have sympathy for Jenna the next time she encountered her.
The rest of Sophie's semi-competent tour of Arlington High was cut short as the day's classes began. Overall Bridget's return to real, in-person classes was positive. She'd sit at the front corner of Sophie's desk, and the teachers would always assure that she was at the front of the class so she could get a good look at the board and not be blocked by other towering students. The students themselves were nice enough too, and between classes several classmates would usually gather around her desk to introduce themselves. Bridget was sure some of them were only doing it as a pretense for a better up close look at a shrinky, but she greeted each of them cheerfully, deeply excited by the prospect of making new friends. There were a few encounters that unnerved her a bit...sometimes it was just the look some of the looming students gave her, a kind of glint in their eyes or the nature of their smiles that she could only describe as predatory...but she forced herself to ignore the feeling. After all, even if god forbid she did have a classmate with bad intentions, which she seriously doubted, she was safe in an extremely public setting, under Sophie's protection. She had nothing to worry about, she reminded herself.
It was shortly after her third class for the day that Sophie stopped by the drinking fountain, setting Bridget down on its edge while the brunette bent down for a drink of water. But as Sophie finished sipping the flowing liquid, she yelped in surprise as two hands clasped over her eyes from behind.
“Guess who??” the slender blonde girl behind Sophie chirped, guiding her now blind friend backwards away from the fountain.
“Tina, cut it out!” Sophie laughed, her arms waving blindly in front of her as she was pulled backwards.
Still standing on the edge of the water fountain, Bridget initially felt she should say something, but instead she smiled and watched the scene play out enviously. It was just too nostalgic and reminiscent of the way her and her old friends had messed around together at school less than a year ago, though it felt so much longer than that to her. Still, a little hope fluttered in her heart that soon maybe she could join Sophie and Tina in this kind of fun, as one of their new friends.
Finally releasing her grip over her friend's eyes, Tina smiled and stuck out her tongue at the giggling brunette, wasting no time before spinning into the story she wanted to tell.
“Oh my god, did you hear about the thing at the county fair this year??
Still lost in nostalgic memories, Bridget realized too late that the girls had begun to walk as they talked, quickly moving further down the hall as they both became engrossed with Tina's story. Uh oh, it seemed like Sophie had forgotten all about her...
“Um, Sophie? Sophie!” Bridget called out to the brunette giantess quickly disappearing into the crowd, a little sheepishly at first then more loudly...but her little voice went unheard.
A moment later and both girls were gone from view, and Bridget clutched her hands together nervously as she considered her next move. Glancing up at the giant students passing by in each direction, Bridget began to consider the very real possibility that she'd have to call out to one of them to help her get back to her chaperon. Still, she hesitated slightly...as much as she liked to believe that her fellow classmates wouldn't do her any harm, she couldn't help but be a bit nervous about entrusting her safety to a giant stranger. But Bridget quickly felt the urgency of the situation growing as the crowds began to thin out as more and more students made their way to their classes. If she didn't get someone's attention soon, she was going to be stuck here...
“Um, help? Could I get a little help?” Bridget called out to anyone who would listen, her heart sinking further with each giant who passed her by, all too engrossed in either their conversations or their phones to pay her any notice. Sure enough, soon Bridget was totally alone, trapped high above the floor (really only a few feet,) atop the drinking fountain, stranded.
Bridget sighed sadly and sat down, leaning back against the faucet. Great...unless Sophie realized she was missing soon, she was going to spend at least the next class period here, until she'd get another chance to get someone's attention. No one would be wandering the halls until then...
But to her surprise, the tiny girl's ears perked up as the sound of solitary footsteps echoed from somewhere around the bend of the hall. Rising to her feet, Bridget hurried to the edge of the fountain and prepared herself to greet her last chance at salvation...only to have her chest sink as she watched Jenna round the corner.
Bridget stayed perfectly still, her heart beating rapidly in her chest as she watched the girl approach, currently oblivious to Bridget's existence as she looked down at her phone as she walked. Oh god, why did it have to be her..?
Bridget took a deep breath as Jenna drew nearer, considering her options. She had no idea why the girl wasn't in class right now, but it was technically a chance for Bridget to get off of this fountain and back to her own class. Still, even if deep in her heart she didn't believe Jenna would pose any serious danger to her...she had to admit she was a little afraid of the girl after what she'd witnessed this morning. Even if she got Jenna's attention, would she even be willing to help her, or would she just be drawing the girl's cruel nature towards herself?
Just when she was considering staying silent and waiting out the class period, Bridget remembered what she'd told herself earlier that day—no person was just “bad,” there was always a reason they behaved that way. Jenna assuredly had issues of her own that caused her to lash out, and deep down even she must've possessed the necessary empathy that would compel her to help a tiny classmate in need. Just as Jenna was about to pass her by, Bridget buried her concerns and took a deep breath.
“Hellooo! Down here!” Bridget called out as loud as she could, the volume of her voice surprising even her in the now comparatively quiet hallway.
Still looking down at her phone, Jenna's brow furrowed as her gaze shifted to the side to find the source of the tiny voice, her eyes suddenly widening as they landed on the tiny girl atop the water fountain.
“What the fuck??” Jenna cried out, nearly dropping her phone in shock.
“Um, hi,” Bridget continued with a sheepish smile, forcing herself to keep eye contact with the giant looming over her. “Sorry to bother you, but this is my first day here, and my chaperone kinda forgot me here...oh yeah, I'm Bridget by the way.”
Jenna blinked down at her in silence for another few moments before seemingly composing herself, tucking her phone into her back pants pocket as she leaned in closer for a better look at Bridget.
“Oh yeah...I kinda remember hearing we were getting a shrinky this year...” the giantess mused, regarding Bridget curiously as he connected the dots. She then rose up about halfway to full height and glance both ways down the hall, as if checking for something. “So...whoever got suckered into watching you today forgot you here...” she then turned back to Bridget and flashed the girl a smug grin, “...looks like it's my lucky day...”
As it began to dawn on Bridget that she may have made a horrible mistake, she wasn't granted more than a moment to ponder her error as Jenna quickly reached out and closed her hand fully around Bridget's upper half, smothering her and stifling any cries or movements she would've attempted to make. Just as quickly stuffing the squirming girl into her side pocket, Jenna chuckled as she kept both her hands in her pockets, striding down the hall as if nothing had happened. Making her way to the nearest restroom, Jenna once again glanced down the halls to make sure no one was around and slipped inside.
Striding over to one of the sinks, Jenna took just a moment to regard herself in the mirror and adjust her hair slightly before turning around and leaning her butt against the sink's edge. Producing her hand from her pocket, she lifted Bridget up by the waist and dangled the now frantic shrinky just above eye level for a closer look.
“Hey! What are you doing??” Bridget cried out, trying in vain to stay calm as she was dangled casually high above the floor. During her brief incarceration within the girl's jeans pocket she'd tried desperately to assure herself that this was just a cruel prank, but it was admittedly getting harder not to slip into total panic.
“It's fucking wild how little you are,” Jenna remarked, ignoring the shrunken girl's question, “I've taken shits bigger than you...”
“Jenna...this isn't funny..!” Bridget squealed, doing her best to put on a stern face and show that she was serious as the giantess continued to flit and tilt her around in the air. “...and I d-don't appreciate it! Now please, take me back to class!”
“How do you know my name, anyway?” Jenna asked casually as she gave the shrunken girl's tiny head a curious but rough poke with her free index finger, seemingly oblivious to her plight.
“Um,” Bridget began, considering her words carefully, not wanting to draw any more of Jenna's wrath than she had to, “my, um, chaperone told me about you...”
“Oh yeah?” Jenna grinned, tilting her head to the side, clearly amused. “What'd she have to say about me? Good things?”
“She...she told me to avoid you...that you weren't...nice...” Bridget whimpered quietly in the girl's grip, before quickly clasping her hands together in front of her and pleading, “...but I promise I didn't believe her! I'm sure you have your reasons for being in a bad mood! I understand!”
“Oh Bridget, you really should have believed her,” Jenna chuckled, continuing to tilt the tiny girl around in the air, “because if there's one thing anyone in this school knows, I am kinda that bitch...”
Jenna then parted her lips, opening her mouth wide and bringing Bridget towards it. Bridget screamed louder than she ever had in her life, rapidly approaching the giant's maw, gazing into the pink and glistening cavern of pearly white teeth, her long pink tongue twitching excitedly at the bottom while the dark tunnel of her throat loomed ahead, all while the overpowering stale humidity of Jenna's breath washed over her.
But just before she was deposited inside to be consumed, Jenna suddenly clacked her teeth shut just before her with a cruel snicker, the suddenness of it causing Bridget to flinch and shriek again, but shortly after actually brought her some relief as she tried to calm her rapidly beating little heart...okay...at least the girl really was just messing with her, even if it was unbelievably frightening and cruel...
“Please stop,” Bridget whimpered up at the enormous mouth and nostrils that loomed just before her, tears beginning to form at the edges of her eyes. “This isn't funny..!”
“Well first off, that's debatable,” Jenna chuckled, pulling Bridget just far away enough that she could look at her again. “And who says I'm trying to make you laugh? Do you seriously not get what's going on here? This is really happening, bitch—I'm about to make you my lunch...”
Jenna then lifted her up higher, just above her upturned face as she grinned excitedly up at the frantic shrinky.
“Now let's see how you taste...”
Bridget screamed as the girl's massive mouth opened up below her and her long tongue snaked out, twitching tauntingly up and down as it slowly extended towards her. She cried out in fear in disgust as her face was soon after treated to two quick licks with the tip of Jenna's slimy tongue, her little arms powerless to push away the enormous muscle as it left a layer of warm sticky saliva across her face and in her hair.
“Hm, you're okay I guess...” Jenna mused below her before biting her lip in anticipation of what she was going to do next. “But lets see how the rest of you is...”
Jenna then lifted her her face up higher, closing her mouth slightly as she pulled her lips back and bared her slightly parted teeth, only stopping until the enormous teeth made contact with Bridget's frantic body. Then very carefully, Jenna pinched the edge of Bridget's top in the front of her teeth and roughly pulled it off her using only her mouth. Chuckling at the predictably terrified reaction it elicited from her tiny victim, she then repeated the process with Bridget's skirt, leaving her nude besides her bra and panties.
“Now where were we...”
Jenna then opened her mouth wide below Bridget again and re-extended her tongue. Bridget wept in a desperate panic, waving her arms helplessly in an attempt to block the rapidly approaching tongue as she watched tiny tears drip down into the terrifying chasm. A moment later the wet, bumpy muscle made contact, roughly licking up and down the entire length of Bridget's body, a cruel open-mouthed chuckle emanating out from below between appreciative tasting noises.
Finally once the tiny girl was totally drenched in saliva, Jenna pulled her tongue away and tilted her head below the weeping mostly-naked girl, admiring her handiwork with a naughty grin.
“'Bout ready to go in, new kid?” Jenna teased. “I'm about to give you the real Arlington High tour, if you know what I mean...”
Jenna then proceeded to open her mouth as wide as she could, moaning out a low “ahhhh...” as she lowered Bridget upside down into the cavern of her mouth, letting her hang there in her humid breath for several moments.
Bridget was near delirious with fear now, clenching her eyes shut and not daring to look down as she felt the warmth of the girl's breath all around her, the low moan of her voice roaring in her ears. She wouldn't have to endure it for much longer however, as Jenna proceeded to close her mouth, releasing her grip on the shrinky's legs as her lips pursed just below her knees.
Jenna then proceeded to tilt her head back down, glancing at her own reflection in the mirror where only the shrunken girl's tiny kicking calves and feet could be seen protruding from her pursed lips. Letting out a quiet, closed-mouthed chuckle, Jenna continued to stare at her reflection as she continued to suckle on her this way for a moment longer before fully slurping her inside, then proceeding to further taste and suckle on her, pushing her around the inside of her mouth with her tongue.
Bridget was in a blind panic, unable to even think as she thrashed wildly in the wet and humid darkness, grasping for whatever she could as she punched and kicked futilely at the all too powerful tongue that continued to taste and molest her. This horrifying struggle continued for over a minute, while Jenna's appreciative “mm”s roared around her, until Bridget suddenly gasped as blinding light flooded into the chamber. Blinking her eyes rapidly as she attempted to readjust them to the light, Bridget looked out in horror to see her own reflection looking back at her from the bathroom mirror, framed through Jenna's teeth and lips. She was in a truly sorry state...completely drenched in the giant girl's saliva, the neat bun of her hair long undone as it lay soaked and matted to the sides of her face.
“Ahhhh...” Jenna teased around her, keeping her mouth open as she continued to torment the tiny girl in her mouth with her tongue, using it to easily push her back and keep her from escaping as he frantically tried to push past it, her cruel brown eyes staying locked on Bridget's through the reflection the entire time.
Jenna then closed her mouth and treated Bridget to a few rough, wet suckles before opening her mouth again and repeating the process, letting the girl get a good look at herself in the mirror before closing her mouth again just as suddenly, letting the cruel loop play out three more times before she finally shut her mouth for the final time, tilted her head back, and swallowed hard.
Jenna gasped slightly as she felt the bulge travel down her throat and deeper into her body, a little surprised at how easily she got the little girl down. Taking a moment to smirk at her own reflection and adjust her hair again, she glanced down at own body and gave her stomach a smug pat.
“Thanks new kid, I've been kinda wanting to try that ever since I heard of the whole pred thing...”
Bridget couldn't even scream as she was forced down Jenna's esophagus, the fleshy tube squeezing her so tightly as she rapidly slid down that she thought it might fully crush her. She could only whimper weakly through gritted teeth as she traveled downward, past the slow beat of the giant's heart and the steady rhythmic expansion and compression of her lungs, down towards the ever growing gurgling sounds below.
Finally, she was treated to an even tighter rib-crushing squeeze as she was pushed through Jenna's lower sphincter, and with quick shriek Bridget tumbled down into the sweltering darkness of the girl's stomach, landing upside down with her back against the wrinkled shifting stomach wall in a shallow pool of foul smelling liquid.
“No...no...” Bridget whimpered as she lay their upside down, still not righting herself as she was too shocked to move. “This isn't real...this isn't happening...”
But rapidly the reality sank in as the darkness growled around her and stomach shifted rhythmically against her back. And then of course, there was the booming muffled sound of Jenna's mocking voice roaring around her, followed by two thunderous drumbeats that shook Bridget's entire world.
“Thanks new kid, I've been kinda wanting to try that ever since I heard of the whole pred thing...”
Bridget began to hyperventilate, her eyes wide as she tried in vain to scan her surroundings in the utter darkness, finally slowly and shakily beginning to right herself as she crawled onto her knees. This...this was really happening. Jenna...this girl she had only just met...her classmate...had eaten her. And though she was still desperately trying to cope that this was just a cruel prank taken too far, she had to admit the likelihood of that a scenario was rapidly dwindling. No, this was real...she'd been eaten alive.
“Oh god...oh my god..!” Bridget gasped through shuddering breaths, shakily rising to her feet and stumbling forward in a half-trip, half sprint until she collided with the far stomach wall just ahead. “Jenna..! Jenna, please!! Don't do this!!”
But as she beat her fist desperately against the slimy, shifting surface, the only response was a surprised giggle that roared around her...oh god, how was she going to get out of here?
Bridget tried to wrack her brain—usually so full of positivity and glass-half-full ideas—for any kind of solution to her peril...and came up with nothing. The reality was becoming more and more clear; the only way she was getting out of here alive was if Jenna wanted it...and so far it didn't really seem like she did.
Oh god, why was she doing this to her?? Bridget clenched the sides of her head, grabbing tight fistfuls of her wet, matted hair as she struggled to comprehend it. Ever since she'd shrunk, no matter what horrible things she came across online or in the news, she'd refused to believe it on some level...that a person could do this to someone like her...and for what?? What did Jenna get out of it?? She had nothing to gain from devouring Bridget, minus a few measly calories...when Bridget had everything to lose! Was it purely to be cruel? Or...
...or did she just not care?
Bridget collapsed to her knees as the realization struck her. What if it was as simple as that...maybe neither her life nor her death meant anything to Jenna...what if she was just doing this to her because she could. Because it was easy...
Bridget sobbed as she impotently beat her fists against the stomach wall from her position on her knees. Really it didn't matter why Jenna had done this to her...what mattered was that she had. If Bridget didn't miraculously find a way out soon, she was going to die in here, digested by Jenna like any other piece of food. She hadn't even gotten through one full day at her new school...she'd never be the first shrinky to graduate Arlington High now, never get her brief mention in the history books. She wondered darkly how she'd be remembered at all...would her parents or anyone else ever find out what happened to her? It didn't seem likely....unless she somehow got caught, she supposed to only people who would ever really know her fate were Jenna and whoever she decided to tell about it.
Letting out a furious and despaired cry, Bridget wept as she lashed out and struck Jenna's stomach wall as hard as she could, then again, and again. She was so overcome with dueling emotions: her overwhelming self-pity, her growing bitterness towards Jenna, and also increasingly, a deep sense of regret. Regret for calling out to Jenna for help, even after she'd been warned. For so stupidly believing that deep down inside, even within Jenna there was good.
After all, she was pretty deep down within Jenna now...and she was finding very little good about it.
Still leaning back against the sink, Jenna continued to glance down at her midsection with amusement, giggling quietly as she felt the surprising little tickles and listened to the muffled little squeaks of Bridget's struggles within her. Boy, she didn't seem to be too happy about being her lunch, huh?
“You know you actually feel kinda good when you kick around like that...I always thought shrinkies were pretty worthless, but it seems like you're good for at least something...” Jenna teased, finally looking away as she trailed her words off into a sudden belch.
Rising back up to her full height, Jenna smirked and gave her stomach a hard smack, suddenly feeling a bit more positive. Jenna hated school; all the rules, and the teachers, and the nerds...and so the first day of school was always tough for her, which was why she'd been cutting class in the first place this period. Still, as far as first days of school went...this one was going pretty well.
“Anyway, welcome to Arlington, bitch,” said Jenna, releasing another smaller burp before continuing, “sucks you're having kind of a crappy first day, but I imagine life as a shrinky is always a bit crappy when you're so small, but maybe I can help with that...”
Jenna then gripped her athletic stomach by the sides, shaking it slightly as she grinned down at it.
“...like I said, I've taken bigger shits than you...if you're lucky, might be a little bigger by the time you come out!”
Jenna then cackled at her own joke, giving her belly another smack as she exited the restroom, off to enjoy the rest of her day.