The little people

Hey all,

Hope you all had a wonderful turn of the year!
Here is a new story I started. It's an exclusive story.
Let me know what you think and if you would like to see it receiving more chapters.

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A ladybug flapped its wings frantically, as several ants from all sides were harassing her. It was at the end of its tether while it tried in vain to fight off all the jaws sinking in her body. Against all odds, the ladybug managed to pull itself free. Rolling, it lies upside-down and used her front wings to flip back and was about to fly off to safety as a swarm of ants was storming its way to her. Her wings gathered momentum, flapping violently until they vibrated many times a second. Then her wings were pushed against her body, compressed, squeezed by some roundish, huge platform descending from the skies out of nothing until it squashed her whole body in a pancaked, bloody mush.

"Zora, Zora! Did you hear about that trust-fund chick? She throws a party and… what the hell were you doing down there?" Zora leaped up, dropping her books, as soon as she heard her friend's hysterical voice wailing. She quickly wiped the bloody stain dotted on her finger clean, inconspicuous despite the scrutinizing glare of her friend, and immediately felt sorry for doing that on the backside of her brand new white blouse.

"Pipe down! Do you always have to make a fuzz out of everything, Jill?!" Zora fumed as she bent over to pick up her books. In the same motion, she made sure to place her foot on a few ants scurrying about on the floor. Ending insignificant life always ignited a pleasurable shiver to travel through her body, a secretive emotional benefit she enjoyed for as long as she could remember.

"Well, not out of everything, of course, silly," Jill chuckled. "only when it's worth my time. Just like that occasion whereby Casy and I forgot to inform you about last-minute's alteration during the school's costume ball, and you showed up in a- "

"Jill!"

"Sorry. I'm drifting off again, aren't I?" Jill presented a gleaming smile. A customary habit she always used during moments of discomfort.

Zora sighed, "So, Joy is throwing a party?" she continued the conversation while fashioning her shoulder-length brunette hair.

Jill nodded with a broad smile.

"Are we invited?"

Jill nodded again with an even broader smile.

"Excellent!" Zora rubbed her hands. "Just, excellent!"

Jill looked at her with pity, "Gosh, Zora, I never realized you were so desperate to join her social circle."

"Social, what? Don't be ridiculous! Listen," Zora huddled closer as she placed an arm around her friend in a conspiring way and whispered, "there are little people over there."

"Little people?!" Jill sniggered. "You mean like, mister Dickon? The janitor? The poor man is barely able to rise above my boobs. And only when he stands on his toes."

"No," Zora shook her head, "Not at all like Dickon. Much, much smaller."

"Dwarf size?" Jill cocked an eyebrow.

Zora shook her head again, "You see that mini soda-can over there?" she pointed at a slightly dented Pepsi can lying next to a packed to the gills trash can. "Pick it up."

Jill looked at Zora with a slight frown and reluctantly ambled over to pick up the can. Zora came standing next to her. "Now, pretend that this is Keeran's car. You know, that guy with the weird mohawk hairdo on whom you were so madly in love with until he decided to ditch you for Catherina." Zora was satisfied as she saw Jill's facial expression darken.

Realizing that she had Jill's attention now, Zora quickly continued, "imagine that this is his car, shrunk down to this ridiculously tiny size, with Keeran himself in it, also shrunk down to an even tinier size. What would you do to him?"

Jill remained silent as she was staring at the can laying there in her hand. Zora's lips traveled to Jill's ear and whispered again, "What would you do to him?"

The answer did not stand out for long, for Jill's fingers made contact with the little can, squeezing it, denting it, crumbling it to a compact wad of metal. Zora was about to speak again, to praise her friend, until she saw Jill tilting her wrist so that the crumbled can clatter down on the pavement. She rose her bright pink sneaker in the air, let it dangle for a moment before bringing it down with a loud stomp, pancaking the can.

"Just wow, Jill! The hate! I never knew you carried such passion."

Jill bushed, "Sorry," she said meekly.

"Don't be! Never! I love it! And I really, really love to see you do such a thing to a real person."

Jill chuckled, "That's impossible. And cruel."

"No it ain't, listen. I hear Joy's mother appears to be some whacko scientist who works on an invention capable of shrinking people down. It's not some hogwash, I'm telling ya!"

"How are you so certain?" Jill asked.

Zora just smiled in return, ushering her along toward her car, "Trust me, I have my sources. Now, let us get ready for this party and see what we can find out. God! I can't wait to see a shrunken person in real life. To feel his frail body wriggling helplessly within the clutch of my fist. Just imagine the possibilities, Jill!"

Jill shrugged, "I still think it's all malarkey."

Both Jill and Zora went home to prepare themselves for the party at Joy's place that night, dressing up all nice.

Zora picked Jill up and they drove off toward a fancy neighborhood on the far side of town where they usually never came. Zora pulled over, turned off the engine of her ramshackled car and took a gander through the window at the monumental estate looming in the distance, with its white walls illuminated in the dark by bright spots dotted throughout the garden.

"Don't you think we're showing off too much… skin?" Jill observed her scantily-clad dress as she got out of the car.

"Nonsense!" Zora slammed the door close. A bleep followed when she used the car key remote. "When you're sexy, you show it off, simple as that. Come." she used the window's reflection to add a finishing touch to her dark wavy hair and strode toward the front door, with Jill in tow.

Bouncing music slammed in their face the moment the door swung open. A middle-aged woman with small glasses resting on her narrow nose opened up.

"Ah, you lovely ladies must be Zora and Jill, right?"

They both nodded.

"Great, great. Come in, come in. I'm Joy's mother, the name's Theresa, nice to meet you girls. Party's down this hallway, third door to your right, just follow the beat." Theresa gestured with a beaming smile.

Striding down the hall, Zora made sure to keep her eyes peeled open. Checking over her shoulder, she saw Joy's mother vanishing in some room in the far back of the other side of the hallway.

"Come." Zora grabbed Jill by the arm.

"What are you doing?" Jill said, looking at her friend in surprise. "Party's over there."

"But the little people are over there." Zora aimed her sights at the other side of the hallway.

"Are we even allowed to go there?" Jill looked at her with an unsettled look.

"Of course not! But we're going to do it anyway. Now stop your whining and come along!"

Zora yanked her indecisive friend along through the hallway. They approached a door in some gloomy corner with a sign attached on it stating; NO ENTRY.

"You see that?" Zora whispered, pointing at the sign. "Little people are within our grasp; I can feel it!"

Surprisingly, the door was already ajar. A faint squeaky sound was heard as they opened it.

"You feel a lightswitch anywhere?" Zora asked.

CLICK "Got it."

"What's that over there?" Jill pointed to some box resting on a plateau.

"The little people. Come," Zora said.

Both girls walked over and checked.

"It's empty…" Jill said in disappointment.

"I don't understand. I could have sworn that… what's that strange feeling?" Zora eyed her friend.

"What feel… Ah I feel it now too… Zora?! I think I'm going to faint."

With a bouncing headache, Zora groaned as she tried to sit up straight.

"What the…. Where the hell am I?" She noticed that she was lying in a bed. Looking to her right, she saw Jill also lying in a bed, still in a deep sleep by the looks of it.

She tried to jog her memory. She was faintly aware of Joy's party and their quest for little people.

She tried to sum up the known facts, "The party, no entry, the empty box… then that strange feeling. Jill felt it too." She cracked her brain some more, "We fainted." She concluded.

But she still did not know where she was. It was most definitely a bedroom, but it was unfamiliar to her. Maybe, Joy's mother found them and had put them to rest in one of the many rooms in the house.

That thought did not make any sense when she walked up to the window to pull the curtains open. A vast panorama stretched out in front of her as she looked at the sight of a bruising city. Judging by her point of view, Zora concluded that they had to be residing in a room many stories high in some tall building. She did not recognize the sight of the city, either.

She heard a groan and turned around to see that her friend was finally waking up too.

"Where are we?" Jill groaned.

"You tell me." Zora replied.

"You feel that? Is that like… an earthquake? I did not know we had those in our region."

They both looked in horrendous shock as a gigantic figure loomed over the city's skyline. No, gigantic was an understatement, it filled up the whole sky, and it appeared human and feminine. She was truly beyond massive. Her face loomed in, closer and closer until they could recognize the planet-sized face of a young girl looking down upon them, a beautiful girl, with a lovely smile and cute dimples in the cheeks.

“J-J-Joy?” Zora stammered.