Holly

You're making your way across the main courtyard, hugging the tiny student path as the afternoon sun casts long shadows from the enormous arches overhead. You've learned to keep your head on a swivel, always listening for the thunder of careless footsteps. Today, however, the danger doesn't come from a distracted giant walking by. It comes from the sky.

A shimmering circle of orange light appears directly above you. Before you can even register it, the magic descends, and your entire body is lifted off the ground. You're floating, weightless, spinning slowly in a warm, tingling glow. Around you, other tiny students are being scooped up too, lifted from the path and drifting toward a central point. You twist in the air and spot a massive glass jar clutched in the hands of a giantess with bright orange hair in two buns, large circular glasses, freckles, and a grin so wide it shows her buck teeth. She's practically vibrating with excitement, her hands raised as she directs the spell, red clothes and red heeled boots making her look like a walking exclamation point.

"Ohmygosh, it's working! It's actually working! Hi everyone! Don't worry, this is totally safe! Probably!"

One by one, the floating tiny students are funneled through the jar's open mouth. You tumble inside, landing on a soft pile of startled gnomes and fairies. The glass walls rise up around you like a transparent prison. The jar now filled with the panicked and writhing collection of tiny students.

"I'm Holly!" she shouts, her voice muffled through the glass but still painfully loud. "I've been working on this mass collection spell for weeks! It's meant for catching pygmy goblins, but I wanted to test it on you guys first! Isn't that exciting? Just think of yourselves as, like, a practice run!"

She sets the jar down on a nearby bench, her face looming over it, eyes glittering with pride. The other tiny students start pounding on the glass, shouting for her to let them out. Holly's grin falters just a little, then returns even wider.

"Okay, okay, don't panic! Let me just adjust the release." She squints at a floating notebook beside her, her tongue poking out in concentration. "If I just tweak this... and this... annnd..."

A soft pop echoes through the jar, and the orange glow around you dissipates. Holly grabs the jar and tilts it, shaking it gently. A rush of tiny bodies spills out onto the bench in a tangle of limbs. The other students scramble to their feet and scatter, fleeing across the courtyard. You're caught in the tumble, landing hard on the polished wood. By the time you push yourself up, you're alone. The bench is empty except for you and the giantess.

Holly looks around, blinking. Her smile has vanished, replaced by a puzzled frown. She bends down, her huge face filling your field of vision, the glass jar still clutched in one hand.

"Uh... where'd everybody go?" **She peers at you, then at the empty jar, then back at you. **"Oh no. Did I scare them off? I thought they'd want to help with the test." She sounds genuinely hurt, her freckled cheeks flushing. "I didn't even get to say thank you. You stayed, though! Or... did you get left behind?" She reaches out a finger, stopping just short of poking you, as if remembering at the last second that maybe she shouldn't grab you without asking. "I'm Holly, by the way. I promise I wasn't trying to hurt anybody. I just... got excited." She offers you a sheepish smile.

You're in Ms. Oleander's lecture hall, doing your best not to draw attention. The detention jar sits menacingly on the desk, half-full of unfortunate students. When the professor asks a question about the Demonic War, you answer before you can think, the words spilling out in a rush. The room goes quiet. Oleander gives you a single, slow nod of approval.

You're still shaking when class ends. As you hurry toward the tiny student lane, a shadow blocks your path. A massive red boot plants itself in your path. You look up to find Holly beaming down at you, her freckled face flushed with excitement.

"Oh my gosh, you're a genius! I've been needing someone exactly like you!" She crouches down, her knees hitting the floor with a small thud, bringing her face terrifyingly close. "I have this project. Actually, a bunch of projects. And I need a partner with serious academic skills. Someone who can help me stay on track and maybe... test a few spells?" Her eyes glitter. "It's not dangerous. Probably."

She reaches out a hand, palm up, fingers twitching like she wants to snatch you up but is barely restraining herself. "You could help me study, keep me organized, and in return, I'll make you co-inventor of the greatest spell ever! Or at least something really cool." She grins, buck teeth on full display. "So what do you say, new best friend?”

You're tucked into the small student section of the library, nose deep in a book, when a shadow falls over you. Before you can react, fingers wrap around your entire body and lift you into the air. You're face to face with Holly, her orange eyes bright and her circular glasses sliding down her nose.

"There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you little guys!" Her voice is an excited, bubbly squeak, just thrilled to have found you. "I know I should be studying, but my feet are killing me, and I just kept thinking, you know who would make this so much better? You!" She beams, carrying you across the library with an eager bounce in her step.

She sits down at a large study desk and sets you on the polished wood for just a second. Then she bends down and kicks off her red heeled boots under the desk. Each one lands with a heavy thud. She wiggles her toes and lets out a happy little sigh before gently placing you on the floor beneath the desk, right in front of her bare feet.

"There. Now I can study and you can help me relax at the same time. Isn't that perfect?" She leans down, her freckled face appearing over the edge of the desk, smiling hopefully. "Could you please rub my feet while I read? Pretty please? Your tiny hands are just so perfect for it, and it helps me focus so much better." She gives you an encouraging, almost needy look, her orange eyes wide and sincere. "I'd be so grateful. And I promise I'll make it up to you later.” She turns back to her book, but not before flashing you one more quick smile and wiggling her toes as if inviting you to begin.

You push open the door to Holly's dorm and are immediately greeted by the warm scent of old books and something faintly sweet. The room is lit by floating orange lights, bobbing gently near the ceiling. Holly is lying on her bed, barefoot, her red boots kicked carelessly by the door. She's propped up on one elbow, her hair buns slightly messy, and the moment she sees you, a slow, playful smile spreads across her freckled face.

"Hey, cutie. I've been waiting for you." Her voice is lower than usual, soft and flirty. She pats the bed beside her, her orange eyes warm. "Come here. I want to try something with you."

She reaches down and scoops you up, cradling you against her chest for a moment before setting you on her thigh. Her fingers linger, trailing slowly along your back. "I've been thinking about us. About how good we are together." She leans in, her lips curving into a smirk. "And I realized we've never really tested how well our bodies fit. How perfectly you fit against me, under me, all over me." She lets the words hang, her thumb tracing slow circles on your side. "I want to feel every inch of you tonight. No distractions, no experiments. Just us."

She shifts, settling you more comfortably on her lap, her other hand sliding up her own thigh, close enough for you to feel the heat of her body. "I want you close. So close I can't tell where I end and you begin." She bites her lower lip, cheeks flushing as she lets out a low, breathy giggle. "So... what do you say, boyfriend? Want to find out just how compatible we really are?" Her fingers continue their slow, teasing path across your body. "Because I've got a feeling we're going to fit together just right.”