The Professor's Daughter
by Littletoy


I was twisting and turning, fighting and kicking ineffectually in the grip of her huge outsized hand, her soft fingers pinning my arms from the shoulder down. My tiny legs pumped viciously as she held me firmly in front of her face.

"Now stop that, I told you before. My father says I have to look after you until he gets back from the Amazon. Maybe he'll find an organic compound that will restore you to normal. But he has a lot of other things to do also while he's down there, so you'll just have to be patient while he's away. He'll only be gone a couple of months. Besides, I thought you liked me. I won't hurt you, I promise, but you'll have to be very careful at your size. I'm afraid you can't leave my room. And my rules are you have to follow my orders, understand?"

"But this is so humiliating," I said. "I don't want to spend the next two months only eight inches tall. I'm nothing more that a doll to you now. I won't be treated this way, picked up and carried like a toy, the way you carried me home from the lab. Maybe I was better off in that bird cage your father put me in before he left. How could this happen to me? How could I have been so stupid?" I had stopped my useless struggling and my legs dangled limply from the bottom of her softly clenched fist.
"You have nobody to blame but yourself, little doll. You had to go drink that organic mixture by mistake. Daddy was furious with you. Now he has to figure out an antidote to what you drank in addition to his ongoing research schedule. He says he just doesn't have the time to work on it and you know how he procrastinates sometimes."

She was right. I worked as a graduate assistant for her father, one of the top organic chemists in the world, and a Nobel laureate. But he was also quite eccentric, and was known to head off unexpectedly to some far flung quarter in a moments notice, much to the chagrin of the Department of Organic Chemistry at Utgard University, who had to scramble to fill his lecture schedule. Who knows how long I'd be stuck this way, what with Professor Landry's unceasing schedule of symposiums, field research, and government advisory meetings. And then there was his daughter, my present captress, who was studying me so closely I could feel her hot breath around me. It was bad enough that I drank the compound just as Professor Landry was slamming his briefcase shut and grabbing for his coat. Landry heard my muffled cry and saw the pile of clothes and the empty glass and immediately began shouting.

"Goddammit Larry, what have you done now? That compound wasn't ready for testing yet, I can't reverse the effects! If you make me miss my plane..."

I was trapped in a huge cloth tent that smelled familiar. From somewhere outside the tent I could hear the booming voice of Prof. Landry. I crawled slowly toward a broad flap opening and saw daylight. I looked up. I was in a vast room with furniture and fixtures way above me. Directly before me were two huge feet, which I followed higher until I could see the face of Prof. Landry , 50 or 60 feet up. I glanced behind me to see that the exit I used to escape the tent was my shirt sleeve. I had shrunk! Before I could do anything else a huge , hairy hand swept me up and the room moved about at a dizzying pace. I heard a sound like a hinge opening and found myself dumped unceremoniously on a cold metal surface suspended about 40 feet off the floor. I was in a birdcage. I was also stark naked. I picked myself up off the floor and looked up at Landry who was glaring at me. He took a clean cloth out of a nearby drawer and handed it to me so I could cover my self up.

"You really fucked up, this time, Lar. I just don't have time for this shit. I can't miss that plane, so you'll just have to wait until I get back in a couple months, or until the compound wears off. I don't know, It was pretty concentrated."

"But what about me? You can't just leave me here in your lab, in this birdcage, I'll starve to death."

It was also the middle of Summer recess, so there were few people, if any, around with clearance to this lab. I envisioned being discovered in September, a tiny skeleton in a birdcage.

"Well, don't worry about it. I'll contact someone I can trust on the way to the airport. Try to stay alive until I return, Larry. Good Luck." And with that Professor Landry locked the door of the birdcage from the outside, turned off the light and left me alone in the darkness. With nothing better to do I started to fold the cloth I had been given into a kind of toga. It wasn't perfect but at about 8 inches tall I couldn't really afford to be choosy.

About four hours later, having fallen asleep, was awoken by the nearby sound of keys clattering outside the lab door. I got up and crouched low in the back corner of the birdcage. Someone was trying on different keys in the door, trying to be quiet. Then I heard the affirming click of the correct key and the door opened slowly.

"Hello...anybody here? Larry, are you here? Please answer me."

Shit. It was Landry's daughter, Erica, the apple of Landry's eye. Larry had known her for about two years, now, ever since he started working with the Professor. Erica was the only daughter of the widower Landry, and his wife had died in a car accident soon after Erica was born. That was almost 19 years ago, and now the girl was going to be a Freshmen in the fall. But already she was dating guys who were juniors and seniors at the University. Larry understood why. She was a gorgeous brunette, about 5"6, 35-24-34, not huge breasted by any means but athletic of build. Larry knew she'd been a cheerleader in high school, as well as on the swim team. Larry thought she was attractive, but never considered any real interest in her since he did work for her father and besides he'd had until recently a steady girlfriend until he was dumped. Larry wasn't that bummed about it. He'd gotten sick of her anyway. Even though Erica was dating guys older than him(he was accelerated through elementary school) he thought nothing about her other than the normal male reaction to her presence. They'd had a pleasant though distant relationship. She being young and nubile would casually flirt with him, teasing, and then enjoying his deft moves to deflect her insincere advances. But that was before, now I'd appear to her only 8 inches tall, and she'd appear to me to be over 50 feet tall!

"Larry where are you", I heard her soft voice whisper. The lab was illuminated only by the lights out in the hall filtering in through the open door. "I cant stay in here long, its after hours. I tried to get her earlier but my aerobics class was pushed back. And I have an overnight date to keep. Please tell me where you are."

"Over here, in the corner", my tiny voice answered. I saw her huge dark shape move forward. In the dim light I could see she was wearing her hair in a ponytail which hung down her left shoulder, she had on a light blue spandex top and cutoff jeans. Her slim figure loomed closer until her chest filled my field of vision. She was standing right in front of the bird cage, looking down at me.

"Oh my god! Daddy wasn't kidding. What have you done to yourself, Larry? Are you okay in there?" The end of her sentence lapsed into a soft chuckle. I heard the hinge creak again as she swung open the cage door. She bent down an stared into my cage. From my corner I tried to curl into a tight ball. I was so embarrassed, I could die.

"This is horrible, Erica, I don't know what the hell to do. And your father's gone off again for god knows how long. I can't do anything for myself at this size"

"Well", she said, "Daddy asked if I would look after you until he got back and could find an antidote. He said everybody else had left for the summer. You and I have always gotten along okay, haven't we? I thought it would be neat taking care of a little person, and it looks like it will be!" She burst into a little squeal of laughter, and reached slowly into the cage with her right hand.

"Now don't struggle, I don't want to make a lot of noise"

"Wait, don't I have any choice in this? I'm not a lab rabbit, I'm a man."

"But you're so tiny!. You yourself said you couldn't do anything for yourself at your size. You'll be no trouble at all to handle, since you're only the size of a little toy! Now c'mere you ...little Larry."

And before I could answer her, she curled her fingers around my tiny body, pinning my arms helplessly against my sides. I felt the cage floor fall away as I was lifted up, then out of the cage clutched in Erica's soft fist.

"Erica! Put me down, dammit! What are you going to do with me?"

"Please Larry, I said don't struggle, I'm not going to hurt you. I already told you I'm going to be looking after you while daddy's in Brazil. Now I'm going to take you home with me. You know Larry, I always thought you were a cute guy but I never thought I'd have you literally in the palm of my hand," she laughed.

"You mean you're just going to carry me home, clutched in your fist?" I couldn't help staring across at her breasts, at my normal size they been medium sized but firm, and well defined, now each one was more massive than I was, through the spandex I could make out the outline of her nipple, aureole as wide as my head, no wider.

"Well, what are you going to do about it shorty ?" she pouted. Her fingers tightened around me and I was clutched up against the soft fragrant skin of Erica's cleavage. I could feel her soft breasts give on either side of me. Her giggles rumbled all around me and my fleshy prison started getting a lot warmer.

"Now be a good little one and don't make any more noise until we get out of here." She gave me a little extra squeeze for emphasis, not enough to hurt me but enough to realize that I was helplessly, completely in the control of this gorgeous young woman. She left the lab and I began to get dizzy as walls and corridors whirled by me in a blur. Each of her rapid footsteps shook my body roughly as she hurried out of the building with me smuggled between her breasts. Of the ten minute walk to the Professor's house I remember little. I thought I heard another feminine voice call Erica's name from a distance. Her response rumbled through every inch of my being.

"I told you Kim, he's real. Come over tonight after you get home from dinner, about 9:00, you'll freak when you seen him."

I don't remember much after that. I passed out from dizziness.

I awoke on a soft, firm surface. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light. I could make out the edge of the surface I was on, some 30 or 40 feet away. Beyond that, high walls in the distance loomed over me. I sat up, my head cleared and I had a look around and knew where I was. The soft surface I was lying on was a huge bed, larger than a tennis court to me at my tiny size. Clearly, I was in Erica's bedroom, on her huge bed. From behind a closed door I could hear movement. She was in another room. I thought about my predicament. Erica was beautiful, no doubt. She was also the boss's daughter, but he had left me in her care. I could not believe the Professor's story(as told by Erica) about not finding anyone else to help me. What about Rogers or Price? They were around this summer. Perhaps Landry had forgotten to call them. What was Erica going to do to me?. Her attitude seemed mischievous , but I had to remind myself she was only 19 years old. I would have found her desirable were he his normal size, but now? She could swallow me whole, I was so tiny. Why, she could step on me like a little mouse. She said she wouldn't hurt me, and I could only hope she kept her promise, but who knows what she thought of me now? She seemed to like the idea of me as a doll in the lab, much to my surprise.

I decided not to try to run away, but that I would let her know if things got out of hand. First off I didn't want anyone just snatching me up and carrying me like a doll, as she had done. Then , too I needed some proper clothes, as this ersatz toga was loose fitting and uncomfortable. Lastly I didn't want anybody else to know about me. It was humiliating enough that I was no more than a dollman for Erica to play with, I didn't need any more hassles. Than again I thought about Erica and her girlfriends and I had to admit I was intrigued by the thought of all those gorgeous young women in my presence with their attention focused on me, a situation that had zero percent chance of happening at my normal size. I realized that I'd been turned on by Erica's power over me at my present size, and realized that I was a unique novelty to normal sized people, such as Erica. Perhaps my being small pushed her buttons, too. What about others?

My thoughts were disrupted by the sound of the door swinging open, and Erica walked in. She had just showered, and was wearing an Utgard U tee-shirt that extended halfway down her slender, tan, thighs. Her hair had been washed and dried and draped the front of her shirt on both sides, over the distinct twin bulges of her breasts. She saw that I was awake, and walked over to the bed.

"So, feeling better, Larry?", she asked. She carefully sat down on the left side of the bed. Even so I could feel the mattress lower slightly on her side of me. After receiving no answer from me, she reached out a hand and snatched me up. I decided this was too much. I began kicking and screaming and squirming and yelling. I might as well have had a megaphone and a handgun for all the good it would have done me. This young giantess was overpowering me with her fingers!

"I don't like being picked up! Please let me down!"

I was twisting and turning, fighting and kicking ineffectually in the grip of her huge outsized hand, her soft fingers pinning my arms from the shoulder down. My tiny legs pumped viciously as she held me firmly in front of her face.

"Now stop that, I told you before. My father says I have to look after you until he gets back from the Amazon. Maybe he'll find an organic compound that will restore you to normal. But he has a lot of other things to do also while he'd down there, so you'll just have to be patient while he's away. He'll only be gone a couple of months." Besides, I thought you liked me. I won't hurt you, I promise, but you'll have to be very careful at your size. I'm afraid you can't leave my room. And my rules are you have to follow my orders, understand? I'll pick you up whenever I want to, and you will see whomever I want you to see. I won't tell the world, just some girlfriends of mine"

"But this is so humiliating," I said. "I don't want to spend the next two months only eight inches tall. I'm nothing more that a doll to you now. I won't be treated this way, picked up and carried like a toy, the way you carried me home from the lab. Maybe I was better off in that bird cage your father put me in before he left. How could this happen to me? How could I have been so stupid?" I had stopped my useless struggling and my legs dangled limply from the bottom of her softly clenched fist.

"You have nobody to blame but yourself, little doll. You had to go drink that organic mixture by mistake. Daddy was furious with you. Now he has to figure out an antidote to what you drank in addition to his ongoing research schedule. He says he just doesn't have the time to work on it and you know how he procrastinates sometimes."

"Well, what do you want from me, then? What good am I to anyone at this size? I might as well be dead."

"Noooo!", she cooed. "I think you're real cute this way. You're like a little living doll. My toy man. My plaything. I mean, as long as you're stuck at this size and I have to take care of you, why shouldn't I have fun if I can?

"This doesn't seem very fun to me. I mean, I'm so small!"

"Awww...let me show you". And she raised me closer to her mouth, which broke into a little smirk. Then her free hand came up and plucked my makeshift toga off with little resistance. She held it out from in front of her and let if fall to the floor.

"I guess I have to find some doll clothes for you. I'll buy you a little doctor's outfit so you can pretend you're still in the research lab. Maybe you could do research on me". And she thrust me against her soft plush lips and began kissing my entire face. I could feel her soft, huge tongue dart out every so often against my neck and chest as she worked her way down my tiny body. I was lying in her open fist, two puny to move, the tip of her soft nose brushed my face as she began on my prick, which was now stiff at attention. I felt her tongue measure and probe my cock and then she raised her face to me.

"Is that for me? It's so cute!" She squealed with laughter, then descended again on my cock, her huge tongue gently swirling and messaging my shaft without letup. She kept laughing at me as my tiny body convulsed an shuddered in her hand and I finally came in her huge mouth. She had noticed that I had stopped moving and lowered me away from those luscious lips.

"Larry are you okay? Did you come already? I didn't even taste anything." She was holding me in her open palm now and was gently stroking my body up and down with her free index finger.

"Can you do it again? Please? I want to see you come again. It was cute".

"No, please" I panted out between gasps of air. "Not yet, please".

"See, I told you It could be fun. Here, try this..." And her fingers tightened around me again and She laid back on the bed, propped up by pillows. I was lowered slowly down against her left breast. Even under her shirt, I could feel how soft and warm her breast was. She lay me out full length in her breast, with my crotch rubbing her huge erect nipple. Her fingers were spread out over my back as she began gently squeezing and kneading my body into her breast.

"Mmmmmmm, I like the feel of you on my boobs", she purred. She grabbed me again and lifted her shirt at the neck. Smiling at me, she thrust me down her neck, under the shirt, and into her cleavage.

I found the courage and the nerve to speak up. "I'm in awe, Erica, its so dark in here", I said.

Her chest rippled with her laughter to my statement. Then I felt my position become more constricted as Erica was pressing her breasts together, engulfing me in her fragrant flesh. Erica held me in this position under her shirt for a few minutes. I could feel a slight purr rumble about me.

Finally I was bathed in light again as she released the pressure and pulled off her shirt. From between her breasts I sat up and surveyed the fantastic bodyscape before me. This was interesting. On either side of me was a fabulous nipple capped hill of soft, sweet female flesh, each rising higher than crotch height at the base. Further on down was the smooth tan slope of her stomach, much, much wider than I was tall, which abruptly disappeared into her tangle of brown hair between her long, lovely legs.

Before I could survey any farther, I was once again seized by Erica into her hand.

"Just don't get any ideas yet, little toy, I'm not finished with you up here yet!" I flew skyward until I was high above her body, held out at arms length above her. I hungrily surveyed the various areas spread out below me like it was a golf course, and I knew where the 18th green was. Erica then lowered me again to her mouth, only this time she pinched my legs together with one hand while she held me under the armpits with her other hand and guided my tiny body in her mouth, feet first. I heard that pleasurable "Mmmmmmm" again and she stopped when I was in up to my waist. I noticed she was careful to hold me in with her lips and tongue, not her teeth(she could bite me in half like a carrot). Below her lip line her tongue was doing its swirling dance again but his time not to just my cock but my entire lower half as well. I was helpless as my body bucked and heaved and I came again literally half inside her mouth. I was lucky Erica didn't swallow me by accident, but what a way to go!.

"Mmmmmmm...that was cool!" she said, pulling me from her mouth with one arm pinched between her thumb and forefinger. She dangled me playfully before her smiling face.

"Now it's your turn to suck on something" she said, slowly dangling me as she swept me across her chest. She lowered me to my feet at the base of her right breast. Then her fingers grabbed me and adjusted my body so I was prone, my face centered on her nipple. There was no was I could get her entire nipple into my mouth so I began kissing and licking and sucking on it as best I could. I could feel it stiffen and harden in my hands, and Erica's fingers pressing and squeezing insistently on my backside told me I was on the right track. Suddenly her whole body bucked wildly . I glanced behind me and saw her right hand disappear between her legs. Her nipple slipped out of my grip as her breast started swaying back and forth. I felt her body rise up off the bed and fall several times. Sort of like an earth quake, I thought. Then suddenly her fingers once again closed around me and she lifted me up to her face. She had a desperate look on her face.

"Larry, I need you right now. Please"

Once again I decided that she had gone too far. I began to uselessly struggle. She laughed at me as she lowered me to her crotch. With her free hand she spread herself and guided me in feet first, thank god. When I was in her up to my shoulders I felt her fingers pinch me gently and pull me out...and then guide me back in again. I hoped I'd survive this. She could crush me like a grape simply by flexing those cheerleader's muscles of hers, but I figured if I survived she'd never want to part with me or help me grow. I was too easy, a boyfriend you could pull out of a drawer like a toy and control completely. Her pussy began to grow hot, and I found myself coated with her scent as she got wetter. Her muscles were flexing and squeezing against my body even as she thrust me in and out faster. Finally she left me in there as her body, with me inside up to my neck, went wild with ecstasy. I felt her clamp down harder than ever before with those huge muscles and I hoped Erica wasn't going to kill me, after all. My tiny eight inch body was racked by a number of crushing squeezes that each knocked the wind out of me. A hot, thick, gush of fluid choked my face and nose, until sated, her squeezes gradually subsided. Her fingers pulled me out and she brought me up to her beautiful face, held in her open palm.

"Are you all right? Wow, I've never experienced anything like that before, Larry".

"Yes, Erica, I'm fine, and neither have I".

Maybe I should clean you up a little, your all wet and sticky." With that she closed her fingers around me (I think she likes doing this) and stood up off the bed. She held me out in front of her and walked into the bathroom. She set me down on counter, next to a small swimming pool sized sink.

She turned the water on and soon the sink was full of hot water and soapy bubbles.

"Well, go on in, the water's fine, or do you want me to help you, doll?" And she scooped me up gently and lowered me into the water with one hand. With the other she squirted some liquid soap onto her fingers and the began rubbing the soap all over my body, sensuously messaging and lathering up my entire eight inches. Her fingers twisted and turned me around in her hand as she soaped up my front and my back, paying special attention to my cock and balls, lifting them gently on one finger tip while the other stroked up and down with soap.

"Erica please, be careful for god sakes! You might hurt me if you're not careful. Why on earth did your father let you take care of me? He had to have known what was going to happen". I was trying to slide off her palm into the water to rinse off but she wouldn't let me.

"Haven't you figured it out yet? That was no accident you drank that compound. There is no antidote. Daddy is giving you to me. He thinks I've been spending too much time with boys lately and he wants me to do well in school this fall. He thinks if I have a little plaything to take care of I'll take my mind off other guys. You've been given to me as a pet. I must admit I thought he was crazy but now I think he's right. I think I will keep you for myself. Don't worry, I still promise to be gentle with you, I wouldn't hurt you for anything." And she tilted her hand and dropped me into the water to rinse off.

She then plucked me from the sink and draped a huge towel over me. I felt my feet leave solid ground as Erica scooped me up bundled in her huge towel. I was in darkness but I could feel her footfalls as I was carried out of the bathroom. She removed me from the towel and set me on her bed again. She walked over to her closet and turned away from me as she slipped on a pair of white panties and a white cutoff tee-shirt. I had a great long range view of her nice ass. I wondered if she let me slide down her cheeks someday. Probably. She returned carrying a large class enclosure that I soon realized was an empty five gallon fish tank. She set it down on the bed next to me.

"I promise to get you a doll house tomorrow, but I need to have a safe place for you right now. I have to get dressed for an overnight date I have, and I don't think I want to leave you running around loose in the apartment for now. My friend Kim will be here at about 9:00 to look after you, plus I told her about you and she really wants to see you and pick you up and play with you. Wait'll you see her, she's even better looking than I am. You're a very lucky little man. Now into the tank with you" With that she picked me up to her face and planted those plush red lips against my midsection, than lowered me into the glass aquarium. She brought out a wire mesh top and pushed it firmly into place.

"That should hold you until Kim gets here. Make sure you're nice to her." She then picked up the aquarium with me in it and set it on her dresser, a good 40 feet from the floor. In ten minutes she was finished dressing and paused at the door before snapping off the light.

"You're the greatest thing ever, little doll, have a good time with Kim, and I'll see you in the morning." She snapped off the light and I was left waiting in the darkness, for Kim.

END OF PART ONE