Jeff woke up, as always standing up.
She wasn't sure if she could get used to it... the other clockwork girls probably could use a bed of some kind, but the little giantess couldn't. There was no bed in her size. She was fortunate to just be able to get into a house.
With her father's assets, they bought this new holiday house and were forced to sell off the old one. Jeff didn't mind. The other house didn't really feel like it belonged in her new life, and was a constant reminder of her old one. Jeff's environment had changed so much, she wondered if she should even have a new name at some point... though for now, people still called her Jeff.
She dressed quickly, with a very simple black dress. She had one cloth that worked as a kind of 'underwear', not that she felt she had anything down there anywhere as a robot-girl- though her mother insisted she had to wear something. Jeff didn't really like dresses, but had to accept it was more simple then making a pair of pants her size for her. It was cut as best as it could be. Unfortunately, she lacked shoes and tended to walk bare-foot. It was embarrassing as people could see the strange gears of her toes and ankles, as they moved with pistons and camshafts as well as her knees.
At school, people wondered what had become of the bully... and were even more surprised if they should ever learn that she was now that strange giant in the playground. Jeff couldn't go to a normal lesson in a classroom. She would sit outside, by the window, listening to the teacher and writing notes on a giant pencil and paper- although that also became very distracting to other children.
Jeff... honestly didn't have many friends at school. She would look forward though to seeing Belle and Ricky again whenever they visited.
It was one of those typical days, for Jeff as she watched other children play around her. They were like... dolls to her. Watching them play, it felt so strange. She knew she wanted to play too, but her relative size made playing a little too dangerous. Some of the children however relished the idea of playing with a giant. Jeff quickly found a strange new popularity as a kind of 'giant toy' for them... she would pick them up, let them slide down her waterfall hair, let them run up and down her legs if she laid down... once, when she ran down, the children even wound her up again- though only so she could play with them more.
Jeff... wasn't really sure how to feel about being a toy to the children. On the one hand, it was exactly what she felt made to do. She even enjoyed it. Giving herself to another's desire just felt... right? As if this clockwork robotic body had it instilled as a basic requirement- a need that existed to feel complete. It was relaxing, to find a structure and repetitive task to complete over and over. It allowed the giant clockwork girl to think more on herself, and the world around her, letting her thoughts drift to imagination.
but then another part of her would say she had been 'reduced' in some way, to nothing more then to the role of a slave- a slave to children no less, and that she should object. But if she rebelled... she would become a bully, just like Jeff was- just like her father.
...still... she was what she was. As was Belle and Ricky... and they must have had people that 'commanded' them in their lives too, right? Yet... Ricky and Belle, never sacrificed their dignity. Sometimes Jeff worried about that- but she was just a child! She was awkward and just... confused half the time. She needed to be told what to do... didn't she?
... but what did Jeff, want to do?
When the children left the playground, recalled by the school bell, she returned back to her spot by the window of the main building. She knew this wasn't really her own class, but she felt she wanted to see Belle and Ricky again.... and she saw them, being taught by Mary Summers with the older students. She watched as they sat down on their desk, and both girls waved to her. She allowed herself a little smile, an embarrassed look as if she 'forgot' that this was the wrong floor to look into... and carefully shuffled herself to the window lower down, where there were kids her own age.
There was that strange green haired gynoid, a plant boy... some blue haired girl that looked very human (She envied that a little), a statue girl- standing perfectly still on her desk... So many other students... all separated by a barrier of glass, and the crack of the window.
... and Mary Summers seemed to be teaching this class too today? How in the worl-
Mary Summers glanced at the clockwork girl and gave a light wink as if reading her mind. Jeff concluded that she must have just moved... really fast between the classrooms..
...really fast.
The clockwork girl dare not move from her position to check this suspected discontinuity (which to a clockwork girl, really 'hurt', like looking at a very bright light), as she quietly worked on the lesson with her giant note-book. Jeff hated the idea of having to learn all this again... but she had no choice. She didn't really know anything any more... and always in the back of her mind, she felt... it was better then being that person again. She shifted a bit in her clothes, trying to tidy them. She had a very limited wardrobe still... but for some strange reason, new clothes tended to appear nearby for her. It was a little strange. She didn't know where they came from... or why her clothes would sometimes be 'ironed'... her mother wasn't doing it, she knew that.
It was a break time now, and Jeff took a few steps away from the school building, walking across the empty playground. There was a tree hanging over the side of a fence- one she could easily reach. She glanced around making sure nobody could see her, and carefully learned up against it. she held her pencil... it was actually supposed to be one of those giant 'joke' pencils, but to her it was just the right size to use for school.
... she had not grown at all, in the last 9 months.
Jeff... slumped her shoulders, and she told herself she wouldn't cry... (not that she could) but... she certainly felt like crying. She was going to be a giant 'child'... forever. a giant little girl... she was going to be 'in school' forever!
No... maybe... maybe it just took a while for a clockwork to grow up? besides... what if she started to grow 'breasts'. What would that even look like on... on a clockwork girl? She did have the suggestion of curves on her chest but it was barely noticeable. The thought made her curious about Ricky and Belle again... what did theirs look like? Though she felt way too embarrassed to ask.
"Hello Jeff."
Jeff gasped. "M-miss summers? Sorry is break over?" Part of her wondered if she was now in three places at once! Her child-brain was probably just way too imaginative.
Mary summers smiled kindly to the giantess. "Break has has been for a while... but I wanted to see you. How are you getting on dear?"
The giant girl sat down on the soft playground. "I- I'm okay. My mum is helpin' me at home. I like learnin' stuff in the classroom."
"You do present an interesting challenge Jeff," said Mary looking her up and down. "I'm not sure there are any changed as big as you."
Jeff sighed. What would this mean in the future? Did that mean she could never... live the same way others did? Could she even have a family? Or did her size prevent that? Maybe clockwork girls couldn't even have children... she certainly didn't have any 'bodily' needs besides winding, and didn't feel an attraction towards well... anything. Except maybe an appeal for ordered events, and a satisfaction upon their completion. "I'm sometimes a little sad miss," said Jeff. "I know people 'ated who I was an' even I 'ated it. But 'cause I'm so big..."
Mary placed a hand on the giant's knee joint, looking awed for a moment at the springs and cogs it was made from. "I know you're scared... but you will have a good life. You're still part of this world Jeff... even if we are so small to you."
"I wish I could be in the classes," she said softly.
"Well... I am going to have a few classes in the sports hall. It will have a mix of a lot of different changed with certain... unusual requirements. We'll have desks for harpies, and a pool for the water-changed... I'd like you to be in the class too."
Jeff flushed a bit. She had not thought at all of the water changed... were they as trapped in the water as her mermaid friend? "Yes Miss," said Jeff nodding. "a.. I... need... to be... wound... up again," she said kneeling down. She had pushed herself a little too hard. Being a child, she needed more winding then Jeff and Ricky it seemed.
Mary summers immediately went behind her and.. wound her up. Jeff wanted to turn back to see how she managed to do wind her giant key so smoothly...
but she couldn't- dare not look.
