Carrie rested on her bed, as she let her legs dangled
before laying them on the bed. Chris felt sick the moment
as she dangled her legs, but was lucky enough to get out
unharmed as he walked out of Carries ankle sock. He was
shocked for the moment as he looked at one side of the
room. There were headlines around, newspapers, article
clippings, all about him. WORLDS SHRUNKEN MAN: Countdown
to the impossible, SHRINKO THE FREAKO, THE MAN THAT LOOKS
LIKE A BOY, BABY SIZE TODAY -- COCKROACH SIZE TOMORROW.
These were all the taunts he remembered so long ago. So
many names, so many names he thought. Back then being a
celebrity for the time being was incredible. But then, the
down side of it was the endless calls, the knockings on
the doors, and the cameras. He remembered that all back
then. He couldnt bear to try to remember those back then.
They were all scumbags, the more you let them have you the
more they want more. It was as endless as his fear back
then that he might shrink to almost nothing.
Chris looked upon his daughter Carrie now, she was laying
on her stomach reading a magazine. He was deciding whether
or not should he allow himself to somehow contact her?
Part of his wanted to, so he can see if he was part of
that world still. But then the other salve said it was too
impossible. She may think of him as a bitter insect. Plus
with his voice completely reduce to squeaks, he find this
utterly embarrassing. He was ashamed of himself. He had no
right to do any contact with the normal human being. His
life was that of an insect and as the life of an insect,
he must stagger around the world for survival, he might as
well just live within his daughter instead. It was the
only part of within himself, that insisted to do. It was
no stalking love. He wanted to see his daughters
lifestyle, and just to see how she is and how she reacts.
Those years he spent alone was enough torment, right now
he just watched his daughter until she got up and started
to move off the bed. She took off her shoes and walked out
of the room. He remained alone once again, and thought for
a second to where to bunk for night and possibly for the
rest of his life. He looked around until he saw that the
closet door was open. He sprinted fast so that he can be
there before she closes the door. He decided that for the
remaining time, he should live inside her shoes. He picked
to live inside her clean white Nike sneakers, since one of
those shoes; specifically the left shoe itself was lying
on its side. Hopefully, by the next morning he would get
in time just in case she decided to where it.
Carrie returned back to her room, as Chris listened to his
daughters humming tune. By then she was already dressed
up in a white t-shirt and teddy bear pants, getting ready
for bed. Or so he thought
She spent the remaining time on her computer looking
through old archives, archives that featured her father.
She read on and on, about how started to possibly shrink.
She read on some conclusive analysis that his shrinking
may involved with something of a mist that was conducted
as a failed experiment of a former lab that closed down
nearly twenty-five years ago. Those facts prove to either
be true or untrue. She kept saying in her mind, what
happened? She looked out the window and into the night.
She decided to open it.
Carrie never really opened the window that much, since she
and her mom moved to the house. They spent nearly twelve
years on the run, they werent fugitives or anything. They
wanted to be alone, to get away from it all. She thought
for a second, did mom really wanted to leave dad because
of all this? She never asked her mother, she tempted to at
least once, but she never gave an answer back. She
wondered what did go on in moms head, did she miss dad,
does she hate him, is she afraid, is she worried? It was
hard for her to remember back then. She then turned off
the computer and went straight to bed.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
Really incredible story so far, right? Chris here is the Scott Carey of the story, while his daughter is the grown Beth Carey of the story. The surname Carrie was deprived from Carey as a reference. I wonder though what would it been like if Scott Carey did manage to survive all those years later.
Chapter End Notes:
Next Chapter: Chris is about to face a new insect foe, but this time he might have to save his daughter before it gets to him after.