First Evening With Alicia
wow......my life never moved this fast when i was tall, but now that i'm tiny it's just racing by me.
i have some new arrangements, thanks to my new friend and ally in this bizarre struggle. alicia has volunteered to take care of me for as long as i need her--that could be quite a while if my condition doesn't change. and probably you're noticing how much calmer my typing is, that's alicia's doing too--she said she'll let me access her computer from work. she just sticks me in her pocket and when i want to do something she takes me out and sets me on her keyboard and i can take as much time as i need. crazy, i know, but you don't look a gift horse in the mouth, especially when it's 100 times larger than yourself and could swallow you whole. you stay away from that mouth and just accept what you've been given........okay, maybe that's taking the analogy a little too far but i really want to impress you, the reader, with the desperation of this situation.
that's what i'm doing right now as a matter of fact. i'm at her keyboard and hopping around like a flea. alicia thinks it's real funny, staring at the keys pressing themselves--remember, i'm invisible to everyone else but me--and she's got this cute little half-grin on her face. yeah, it's real trippy for me too. that's what she was like all night.
i asked her how she could be so accepting of all this because it's all i can do to keep from flipping out at any given moment. like i told you, she's real flighty so she accepts bizarre stuff like this much easier than the average joe. when she came in to my workspace last night she called to me and i answered. she looked around and then realized how pointless that was, so she held out her hand for me to crawl onto. it took a lot of courage to walk towards this colossal woman, much less crawl upon her huge hand, about the size of a twin bed to me. it was so warm, when i stepped onto her fingers, and her palm was even warmer. it was like crawling onto very soft leather, but any time i started to get lost in the sensation there'd be her huge face just hovering over me stupidly with that grin. she could feel me but couldn't see me, all right. she told me she was going to slip me into her pocket for safe keeping--she did that all night, announcing what she was about to do before doing it. i guess that was so i wouldn't be surprised by anything, so i appreciated it.
she brought me up to her shirt and it was like i was racing up to the side of a huge building, except it was her blouse. her buttons got larger and closer, i could feel her body heat long before we made it up to her chest, and then her other hand hooked her pocket open and she just dumped me inside. so i rode next to her enormous tit all evening until we got to her place! oh my god, i was going crazy! i've always been sort of a T&A; guy and whatever i think about alicia's head i've always admired her tits. and now i'm sitting in this huge cloth pouch and RESTING on one of them.
wow, i completely forgot alicia was right behind me reading as i go along. except she's not, she turned away as soon as she sensed it was getting personal and is doing some filing a few feet over. now i kinda feel like a creep for talking about her like this...........i guess we'll talk about it later.
anyway, so i'm riding around in her pocket up against this enormous breast, and it's heaving and bobbling with every step.........it was just incredible. a couple times i even dared to stand up in her pocket and lean against her tit with my whole body. either she didn't notice or she liked it because she let me do it. and that was very exciting, lemme tell you, because her nipple would rub at just the right point between my legs and i'd grind my hips into it, and it would get harder andas;lkgh;loi as
okay, okay. alicia turned around and read what i wrote and told me to knock it off. i guess i'll have to keep it all in my head for now. and believe me, i'm going to dwell on it for quite some time. we didn't do anything at her apartment when we got there, she just took me out and set me on the counter and put some food there for me. her apartment is all new-agey and mystical with all sorts of spiritual items robbed from a bunch of different cultures...........well it IS. alicia didn't like that summary at all, but she has a dreamcatcher up on her wall and she doesn't look indian to me at all. i wonder how she'd feel if some indian family took crosses and stars of david and hung them around their house as if they were inherently magical..........wow, she didn't like that at all. time to change the topic.
well, like i said, we just hung around her apartment all night, watching tv and snacking. she didn't ask me a lot of questions about how this happened or anything, i guess she knows as much as i know by reading my entries. it was very nice to sit on her lap, i have to admit. she just sat me on her thigh and let me lean back against her hip while we watched tv together. most of the time, to be honest, i wasn't paying attention to the shows, i was just relaxing and feeling her breathe, letting her heat soak into me--i can talk about this because she stepped out to go to the bathroom. her thigh was very soft to the touch, even beneath her skirt, yet very firm and supported me easily. sometimes i'd bounce gently just to feel how much give it had, not a lot, but then i'm very light. it was so strange to be so close to a woman like that and not be intimate with her. all this is putting funny ideas in my head, but i don't know how receptive she'd be to them. i mean, sure, she handled meeting a tiny invisible man just fine, but how far would she go?
crazy stuff, man. anyway, here she comes. i'll write more when i can.
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