As I lay on her soft, fluffy belly, I feel a sort of serenity around her. At first I was afraid, petrified even, that she would stomp or eat me. Now, her warm light makes me feel safe around her.

"Feeling better, little guy?" the giantess mouse said in a soft-spoken voice.

All I could utter was a soft squeak. I was too busy embracing her soft, pale blue fur. I think I could get used to this.

"You know, I don't think we've properly introduced ourselves," she said with a chuckle. "The name's Miranda. What about you?"

I hesitated for a moment. Sure, we had just met and I was still kind of unnerved by her enormous size compared to mine, I felt like could actually trust her, and she was nice enough to let me stay with her. So, with a sigh, I said:
"Nate."

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In the final part of this short story, Miranda and her new friend Nate snuggle up in her bed. Looks like Nate finally feels safe around her, much to Miranda's delight.

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