In her cleavage

Naomie lifts up the hand I are in above her breasts, each one is far larger than my entire body! She then begins to tilt her hand, making me start to loose my footing and panic, until I lost my foothold and fell between her boobs, with only my upper torso and head sticking out.

"Okay, you be good and stay there 'til I need you." She says, matting your hair with her finger. She then zips up her hoodie, secluding me in complete darkness.

I hear her talking to someone, "Miss? Can you sign Davey out? The experiment was a success, he lost some weight, but his body needs some time to adjust so I sent him home early."

"No problem" I grimace at Ms. Hendrickson's acceptance of this boldfaced lie.

Naomie then carries you through the rest of her classes until lunch.

I see a glimpse of daylight as Naomie presumably went outside, but then it once again became darker, then Naomie partially unzipped her hoodie, revealing that you were in a dark, secluded corner outside the building.

"So, how are you holding up?" She asked,

"I'm fine, but is this really necessary? I could just go home."

"I'm sorry, but you know I can't do that, its not that I don't trust you, its just that I could get into a lot of trouble if my plan is exposed. Are you hungry? You could have a bit of my lunch if you want!" Naomie puts her fingers under your armpits and pulls you out, places you on the ground, then opens up her backpack.

"Let's see here, I packed a juice box, some mac and cheese, and two creme stuffed chocolate sandwich cookies!" She said, pulling the items out one by one. She also pulled out a small piece of paper, which she placed at my feet, presumably to hold my food. She gave me a singular piece of macaroni, a shard of the cookie, along with a small amount of the creme. She finally took a plastic water bottle cap, which she filled with juice and placed in front of me.

"Um, thanks Naomie" I said, starting to forgive her shrinking me.

"No problem, so how is it being that small?" She asked, taking another spoonful of macaroni,

"Its different that's for sure, and scary too,"

"I bet!" she butted in,

"I mean, look at you for example, you used to be a good 3 inches shorter than me, but now my life is in your hands! If at any moment you decided you were tired of me, you could just leave me here, and I would either waste away, get stepped on, or get eaten by wildlife most likely. If I'm being completely honest, I'm kind of glad you were the one to shrink me." Naomie's face turned beet red in response.