Sara walked into the bathroom, closing the door with her foot as she flipped the lights on. As the lights flickered on with a slight dull hum, she bent down, setting Jordan on the tiled bathroom floor. As soon as his feet hit the tiled floor he shivered profusely, feeling the cold temperatures radiating upward off the tile through his feet to the very tips of his hair. Instinctively Jordan started taking several steps toward Sara so that he could stand in the wake of her body heat hoping he could keep a semblance of warmth in him.
“What a fuckin’ day,” Sara said with a yawn as she stretched her arms up pulling her shirt up and showing her fit stomach for but a moment before she moved to pull off her shirt and let it drop onto the floor. The shirt looked so large it seemed more like a circus tent, or the kind of tarp they use to cover baseball fields on rainy days. Jordan could only watch as it fluttered to the ground ending in a crumpled pile of cotton. Unexpectedly A wave of air blew across the bathroom floor from the impact of Sara’s shirt landing on the ground and much to his surprise knocked him back several inches.
“You don’t need to look away. It’s not a big deal. You’re my little pet person,” Sara said oblivious to her shirt knocking Jordan backward as she lifted her foot up and pulled her sock off dropping it onto the floor before lifting her second foot up and doing the same.
The rising of Sara’s foot created a vacuum of air from her foot leaving the ground that nearly pulled Jordan from the floor. He struggled to gather his wits as before he could fully comprehend what had happened. The sock she pulled off her foot sent seismic reverberations that assaulted the bathroom floor, sending Jordan down to a knee. He started to say something, but Sara’s foot hit the ground at that moment blowing him over once again. As he came to a halt, he could see her other foot being lifted up, and the air around swelled about attempting to lift him up. In one swift motion, Sara pulled off her other sock tossing it to the ground near the other. While the jarringly cold tile floor sent a brief chill up his spine once again before causing Jordan to shiver uncontrollably as he looked upward at his giant guardian.
Jordan was torn on what he wanted to do as he could stay near Sara to stay warm but seeing her lift her foot up and discard her enormous clothing with such ease was a stark reminder that they existed in two very different worlds now. As even the sock hitting the ground was enough to create a thud-like unhuman noise that left a powerful wind in its wake which swept across the floor bathroom floor knocking him about like waves in an angry sea.
“What are you doing, Jordan? How are you not undressed at all,” Sara said with a couple of claps before starting to unbutton her pants. Jordan was a bit reluctant, but Sara had made it clear that he had no room to argue between today and the locker room the other day. This was clearly a very normal thing to her. As in his current form, he was not perceived in a way that would bring about any sense of uncomfortableness or nervousness. No, as he was it didn’t matter what he saw of her, and clearly, the other girls at school felt the same way. Secondarily he had to admit that he probably did need a good cleaning after running through Dayton’s yard. So, he quickly disrobed down to his boxers before walking over to the pile of Sara’s clothes and dropping his clothes on hers. He couldn’t get over how small they looked next to hers. His clothes looked like scraps of fabric lying next to Sara’s outfit than actual clothes to anyone but him.
Jordan now found himself shivering fiercely as he waited for Sara to finish up. He looked over at her discarded clothes and then looked away before his own coldness got the better of him and he walked over to her shirt and pulled it around him.
“Awe is my wittle man cold,” Sara said as she looked down at Jordan with the kind of look one would give a kitten or a puppy. “Come here, stand next to me that should warm you up,” Sara said.
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