My side:
Summer and I lived a pretty great life...actually we still do, its just..different now. Things are always different when roles reverse but I'm getting ahead of myself...I should give some background first. We met, oddly enough, over the internet 5 or 6 years ago. Both of us sort of searching for something but not even fully aware of it ourselves. We were both single and our conversations went great, the fact that we met in a foot fetish room only heightened the interest for both of us. I had had a foot fetish for some time, but was never fully comfortable talking about it. With Summer, it was quite easy...she also happened to have a rather voracious foot fetish herself, a fetish only heightened by the fact that she has incredibly sexy feet herself! The relationship started off slowly, we talked on the computer constantly..slowly letting each other in on our lives...mine as a struggling writer, her's as a student...and it soon built up to phone calls. The phone calls, quite frankly, only fueled our relationship and despite the fact that we lived miles apart, we soon agreed to meet.

Needless to say our initial meeting went great. I, of course, at first was rather shy..but she looked so cute..all 5'4ft of her and me 6ft (ok I say 6'1..but perhaps I was a shade over 6ft..yes I said WAS, more on that later). We made quite a pair, walking eventually hand in hand that evening. Our talking soon led to kissing, which led to foreplay and which led to the first time I ever felt Summer's incredibly soft and sexy feet. I couldn't believe it, but I remember so well my fingers literally shaking as they wrapped around her soft soles. I could hear an audible soft moan escape Summer's lips as I begin to press my thumbs to her silky soles and pull at her soft toes. With a passion I had never known before I soon found myself kissing and licking at her feet, her moans growing louder and her toes spreading all the more invitingly. It was, and this was before I even took my pants off, one of the most incredibly sexually charged times of my life. The sex after the foreplay was unbelievably electric, leaving us both drained, but not before my tongue found its way all over her body.

Well, following that first meeting..how could we not meet again?? We did, again and again actually..so much so that I eventually asked her to move in with me. She hedged somewhat and I further enticed her with marriage. It was a small, but lovely service and we both couldn't be happier. We tried living in Boston for a while, but the expense and the sort of culture shock for Summer, a small city girl, made us both decide that moving north was the thing for us. We found a place on a quiet but beautiful lake in NH and called it home. At that time, one of my books was actually picked up and it took off....so much so that money was, quite frankly, no longer an issue. Life was going along incredibly well, newly married with a wife who's foot fetish nearly matched mine. Sex around the house was not hard to come by. Summer could simply wiggle a toe and I'd soon find myself licking and lapping at her tasty toes. Watching tv, she never failed to have her barefeet in my lap..my fingers kneeding and rubbing her soles even as her bareheels dug in and felt my growing approval. Summer, even seemed to tolerate my constant teasing. I mean, she was just so short...and cute..definitely cute..that I couldn't resist. On her tiptoes..she was lucky to kiss my chin, a fact I never failed to point out. She would wear heels occasionally, and oh boy did they show off her feet, but they never really helped..I mean..she's five feet 4 inches tall! Who knew that someday I might even consider that...tall??

While our life together was incredible, nothing is all together perfect. I was doing quite well with book sales and always busy writing another. I was also asked, on occasion, to do some book readings and tours and this involved travel. Summer would go with me on occassion but other times stayed home. She was still trying to find herself in our little NH town..taking some classes but quite frankly a little bored. I encouraged her to explore the town, seek out new ideas and adventures, an idea that would soon backfire a bit on me. Summer did in fact explore our little town. The center of town was filled with little shops, some nearly as old as the little sleepy town or so it seems. It was in what of these shops that Summer met Helen. Helen was 82 years old and a lifelong resident of the town. To say she was a bit eccentric would be putting it mildly. She owned a shop, well the name says it all Little Shop of Potions. It was filled with books of incantations, recipes for potions and wiccan mythology. Some in the town say Helen descended directly from the witches of Salem, MA. I just thought she was old and unique. Helen immediatly took a liking to Summer..heck, who wouldn't? They spent time together during my various abscences on book tours and Helen began to fill Summer's head with the ways of witches. Summer enjoyed Helen's many stories..not truly believing her but enjoying them just the same. Summer would often come home filled with stories of witchcraft and magic and I would immediately ridicule them and laugh them off. Summer laughed along with my jokes....I never discouraged her from seeing Helen. She did, however, make the mistake of telling Helen of my attempts at humor at her expense. Helen didn't exactly take kindly to my humor and Summer soon realized that she should keep them to herself...sadly, however the damage had been done.

I arrived home early from a book reading one late afternoon and discovered an empty house. Realizing that Summer was probably in town talking to Helen, I hopped in my jeep and headed there that fateful afternoon. I had only been in the store once and forgot just how dark and musty it was as I slowly entered the shop. Summer and Helen were in the back, Helen regaling her in another of her tales from the crypt as I called them. I smiled as I passed through the curtains and into the backroom...Helen's steely gaze up into my eyes more than a bit disconcerting. 'Mark!' Summer shouted and leapt to her feet giving me a warm and tight welcome home embrace. I explained to her how I got home early and gave her that knowing look that said lets go back to the cottage and well..you know. Summer smiled and politely told Helen we were leaving. Helen soon rose and I was amazed to discover that she was shorter than even Summer..maybe 4'11 or so. I smiled and...oh boy, me and my big mouth..offhandidly said basically that no wonder Summer liked hanging around with Helen and listening to her stories..she was the only person shorter than her! Summer and I both laughed but sort of uneasily as Helen stared up at me. I nodded and we turned to leave..hearing Helen utter something unintelligable to us as our backs were to her. We turned quickly and Summer asked Helen what she just said. Helen nodded and smiled up at me...chilling me with her smile...'I just wished you both happiness and fullfillment...3 fold a day.' I smiled uneasily and tugged at Summer's arm...even I was a bit nervous now.

We went home and had an incredible night of lovemaking.....our bodies becoming one..her sexy legs wrapping around mine...toes dancing on my back. We were both panting with exhaustion and our third go round of the evening and soon drifted off to sleep....Summer quite peacefully and me...sort of lost in strange thoughts, my head clouded with strange visions...not the least of which were visions of Helen!

Day 1:
I break my tale up into days now because, basically, each day brings about a new adventure in my life. Those fateful words of Helen always ringing in my ears...3 fold a day! Why, you ask, do I feel this way. Well, to put it simply..I awoke that first morning, feeling a bit tired from a restless night of sleep, to discover my pajama bottoms to be a bit ill fitting. It wouldn't dawn on my as to why until a few inches..I mean days later. I had no idea at the time that I awoke that morning and was 5'9 inches tall....or more to the point...3 inches shorter! To further pound the point home...3 fold a day...3 inches a day!!!

Her side:
Dear journal... what a strange day.. for starters..me and my bright ideas..helping Helen to reorganize the shop turned into a much larger project than I'd originally thought, Of course I wont tell Mark that so I can spare myself the knowing look and the 'i told you so' or something like 'of course it's bigger than you..everything is' .he thinks he's so funny.. ..Today the most unusual thing happened to me....book high on a bookshelf in the back room of the shop..it was red leather bound with gilded pages..very ornate..and apparently has been there forever...the dust on it was an inch thick...I was blowing the dust off the jacket & read the title when i heard the familiar tinkle of the bells hanging from the heavy old front door followed by the familiar sound of Marks voice Immediately bringing a smile to my face i put the book back down and decended from the ladder and made my way thru the seemingly growing mess around me..when I saw Mark I couldn't wait to get out of there and home as fast as politely possible...The part that confuses me is the book.. I found on the shelf and the words I heard Helen say to Mark and I as we were leaving..causing me to pause ..'Happiness threefold'..i mean why would she say that?..and she couldnt have known that the book I'd been holding moments before was a book with at very title..could she?..I didn't dare say anything to Mark and subject myself to his taunting about Helen and her hocus -pocus-mumbo-jumbo...whatever..I mean that is all it is...isn't it?...

sighing and closing the journal and placing the book and pen on the nightstand and turning off the reading lamp...while looking over at him sleeping so peacefully wishing i could do the same...curling up close..although i bet if i wake him nicely enough he'll help me..placing my leg over his my small foot rubbing his big strong leg making him stir a little and wrap his arm around me and draw me closer with a small deep moan... a comforting sound in my ear immediately making every nerve ending in my body tingle..a small moan escaping from me in response ..feeling so small in his arms in the dark..breathing in his soft warm scent as i kiss and suck on his sweet flesh...little butterflies in my stomach as i see his masculine outline in the dark as he brings me into his own shadow feeling very aware of his size as he moves over me...

My side:
I awoke restfully...something about a night full of sex always puts me at ease, and I'm sure its not just me. I was still naked when I climbed out of bed and eased my way gingerly into the bathroom for some morning business. After I finished my business I leaned over the sink, splashing cool water on my tired face. As I stood to face the mirror, I couldn't shake that strange feeling that everything seemed just a bit off..and not just from yesterday but more so even. I studied my reflection in the mirror, more sure than ever that I was different..and worse off, smaller I feared!

I grabbed my robe, which hung curiously low..although not as low as maybe I initially feared when putting it on, and made my way to the bureau...stopping along the way to gently kiss Summer's slumbering face and gently grasp her barefoot which hung outside the covers and slightly off the bed. I figured that a cup of coffee was in order and perhaps I'd make a trip to the store as well for a paper, it being the weekend and all...no need to wake up Summer. As I fished for my wallet on top of the dresser...it accidentally dropped to the floor..spilling some of its contents out as well. It was then that I noticed what I considered to be the day's first shocking development. One of the items that lay strewn on the carpet was my license. Now normally, I would have simply grabbed the license and shoved it back in my wallet. But after yesterday's strange occurrence with the change in stats on the license, I decided to sneak a peak at it. I was stunned to read as I glanced at it...my height...5'6!! 5'6?! I shuddered quietly to myself, not wishing to wake up Summer. But..but this is impossible I thought..and I slammed the license back in the wallet before grabbing a pair of jeans and a tshirt. I needed to get away, come back when my head was cleared...the drive to the corner store would do me good. Would Summer notice any differences when she awoke from her night's sleep?? I cringed as I slid on my fairly loose jeans...
 

Her Side:Mark..look for yourself..it says 5'6 ?! how can that be?..marching over and holding out his license for him to take...standing next to him now eyes widening with the realization that it can indeed be true..gulp..umm..let me get a tape measure she says while holding up her hand turning all in one move..shaking her head and in total denial..rustling through drawers searching..trying to think of any other explanation than knowing that this had to do with Helen and the words she uttered that day..no.cant be..dismissing the thought ...here i found it!..holding up tape, pausing and hesitantly walking back over ..standing face to face now..nearly eye to eye..knowing there was no need to measure but going through the motions hoping there was some kind of mistake..only to find..there was, indeed...Mark?..face going pale..umm..
his own face growing paler and eyes getting wider just from the look on hers..'what?..what is it?,..what does it say?...'..while trying to rationalize all this she quietly asks..'what time is it?'..'huh?..time..'.glancing at watch and wondering why she's asking for the time NOW??...'It's about 5 after 9....why?' he says frustrated. after a few seconds of what felt more like hours ..'helloooo... Summer??..what did it say???' he asked, an attempt at bringing her back to reality...she snaps out of it and says..'Mark , honey...because you're just under 5'4'....' the deafening silence broken by the sound of the phone ringing..neither able to say a word or move til about the 4th ring..'Hello..?' Summers voice just a tad shaky trailing off in the backround as she's unwittingly drawn into a conversation with the unknown caller....
Mark staring down now at the license in his hand in utter astonishment as he sits slowly on the bed and reads the numbers over and over ...5'4'..

My Side:
The numbers ringing in my ears....5'4??? Under 5'4 even! Had it been another 24 hours....was this on some sort of timetable??! It wouldn't take a genius to figure out that I was shrinking roughly three inches every 24 hours...3 INCHES!! And yet, the world went on unknowingly...my license changed to adapt to my new size..my clothes even seemed to conform to me eventually...what kind of strange trip was I on?! I stood there studying the license...I really didn't look any different in the picture..perhaps they lowered the camera to accomodate my size....MY SIZE?? what am I talking about..I was 6'1 when they took this picture dammit! I don't care what it says!! I gulped down a sip of coffee in frustration..how can you be rationale when you are shrinking at a pace of 3 inches a day!!

Summer talked in a hushed tone on the phone..who was she talking to? And weren't there umm..pardon the expression..BIGGER things to worry about than whomever was boring her with their life's events on the phone at the moment. It was probably her sister..oh wouldn't she chuckle seeing me like this..would she even notice?! I grabbed Summer's arm as she talked..it was quite disheartening to be looking her in the eyes as I did..actually...I wasn't sure since I had shoes on..but she might have been just a hair taller than me now..but I wasn't going to quibble..hope she stays barefoot all day. 'Is that your sister...if it is..ask HER how tall she thinks I am!' I said in a panic as Summer shooshed me away. Clearly it wasn't her sister, but whoever it was.....she was clearly giving Summer something to think about on the phone. She hung the phone up with almost a bemused smirk on her face...and I sensed that she was about to tell me something that was going to rock my world.
 

I sat there on the edge of the bed...5'4?? a shade under?! Oh good God, I'm so glad I have my workboots on with these jeans..and thank God they fit. This is so strange..why do I KNOW that I was taller yet everything around me indicates otherwise, well except Summer. She was definitely aware that I was much taller and I could see her processing the information in her head..5'4...was I shorter than her?! To make matters worse, I had forgotten completely about a book signing I was doing that day! I would have considered bailing on it, but the book was just taking off..and apparently, no one was aware of my umm problem anyway.

I worked my way into the bathroom to shave..studying my image in the mirror. Oddly enough, I seemed the same...features the same, same hair..same eyes..just not the same height. I splashed the warm water on my face and toweled off...making my way over to my closet. Summer sat on the bed sipping her coffee watching me as I picked out a shirt and tie for the day's events. I stood there amazed....a shirt I've had for some time, fit me nearly perfectly, maybe just a bit loose...as though it hadn't quite caught up to my new height. As I slid on my tie, I could feel Summer's eyes on me...wondering what she was thinking..I turned to look at her, sitting on the bed...breaking the tension, 'How do I look?' Summer motioned me closer to the bed..kneeling on the edge of the bed..she adjusted my tie 'Very very nice' she said as she straightened my tie. She seemed to read my mind as I looked down at the cuffs, surprised at how well they hung on my wrists...'I don't..I don't get it' I could see the look on her face and the worry in her voice, neither of us got it and it was frightening. Why were we the only ones who knew the truth? I sat down on the bed, sliding my pants on...they were a tad loose, but otherwise comfortable. Summer then, sensing my uneasiness tried to sound comforting 'well...maybe it'll stop now...or at least maybe..slow down?' I wasn't convinced as I kissed her softly and then stood up to show her how they fit. Summer sat shaking my head in amazement..leaning on her arm legs crossed, 'yeah they sure do' Sliding on a pair of shoes...picking the pair with a bit of a heel..I look back, catching Summer staring..legs crossed..her slipper ready to fall from your foot. Unable to prevent a small giggle noticing the shoes and knowing full well why I chose them, Summer smiled and said'...umm..think thats gonna help?' Walking over and standing by the bed, a bit taken aback by the giggle, 'what do you mean?'
'oh come on honey..those shoes..trying to make yourself look taller' she said grinning, then turning and jumping from the bed, she chased after the dog who had one of her shoes. I shuttered as I watched her run off, slipper flipping off of her foot as she did, was she my size...or worse?? I stood frozen, waiting for her to return.
Walking up behind me quietly..hmm..'quite well in fact dear'..noticing how nicely my pants are fitting..and kissing my neck..her soft barefeet never having to leave the floor. I turned to face her, and noticed her eyes widening and a slight grin come across her face as she tried to size me up.
'wow honey..we're the same size now..' she smiled looking me over. Trying to stand up on my toes a bit I looked at her a bit annoyed...'umm don't sound so happy'
'wellll..im not..its just..different?'..she said, leaning and kissing me full on the lips..'oh! and i almost forgot,..as she moved about geting her things ready, ..dont forget about tonight...and im wearing this'..she whipped around with a red dress and holding her ankle strapped red high heels!
Looking at her sexy dress..then my eyes focus on the strappy heels..how many inches are those..I wonder....'What..whats tonight??'
'oh stop..you know full well ...rolling hereyes and hanging the dress back in the closet.
'umm no I really dont'..looking over at Summer..still holding the heels in her hands and smiling, mentioning to me that she hadn't worn them in a while. I just nodded, eyes focused on the heels.
Slipping into the shoes..and standing near me, Summer looked in the mirror at us..peering right over my head..biting her lips so as not to laugh..hmm...'I know you'd like to forget..lol...Helens party?..'
'oh no..not her!' turning to protest..I stop short...my eyes only level with..Summer's mouth!
'yes..her!..hands on her hips..and giggling a bit..and youre going' she smiled playfully down at me.
'what am I gonna wear?? and why are you laughing'..painfully having to look UP at Summer for the first time in my life!
'well...since when has what youre wearing ever been an issue..your clothes for whatever reason seem to be fitting fine..so..whatever..silly'...she leaned over kissing my forehead and started to bend to unstrap her shoe..'gee honey..why dont you give me a hand here..turning ankle and placing her hand on my shoulder.
Feling even smaller as she did this..I bend slightly to meet her shoe..undoing the strap carefully..watching the shoe loosen from her pretty foot.
Stepping out of one heel..she instantly offered me the other..watching me..noticing how much smaller my hands are already. Slipping off her other heel..glad that She is barefoot but as she steps down..not feeling that much better about it. Standing nice and tall and smiling wide..thank you honey..looking at me eye to eye now.
The tension was there, well at least for me, so I finally blurted out, 'well..just say it, I'm still shrinking!'
'well ...siiiigh..i suppose you must be..but i wonder ..for how long?..and how much..i mean ..it has to stop...right??' she smiled comfortingly..but I wasn't convinced.
'well I mean..well we think I am..But..but everything..everyone else..doesn't seem phased. Honey..tell me..how tall was I to you??'...looking at Summer as she stood trying to remember.
'well i know the last time i wore those..motioning to discarded heels that i still needed them to kiss you without stretching.'
I shook my head, 'Now I need to stretch when you wear them!'
She sighed, '..I'm afraid so..'
I took a stab in the dark to maintain some of my dignity, 'Well, maybe you can wear flats tonight??'
She started to laugh, 'oh no honey..i dont think so..picking up the red shoes that go absolutely perfect with her red dress...shaking her head and laughing..umm..no.'
She went on, 'and besides..what are you so worried about..no ones even noticed .'
It was easy for her to say and I pressed on with my protests, 'You DO! I saw you giggle when you put those straps on..I'm just glad you aren't wearing your 4 inch pumps!'
'well..how could I not?..and dont be silly..they dont match.' she laughed again, making me feel small.
Noticing her toes wiggling and spreading as we talk..a sure sign that Summer was fully enjoying this conversation, 'what is possibly sooooooo funny??'
'Ohh honey..dont be so sore..its kinda..umm..fun being the same size for now..and besides..now ive at least got a chance at footsies..giggling, she poked her toe under my pantleg tickling my ankle.
Her toe, so warm and inviting..but I'm warmed up now...'footsie?? honey, by tomorrow..I could be..could be, choking on the words, smaller than you!' Saying this..looking down at her bare feet..wondering if they are as big as my own already?!
'Well..I'm not so worried..I'm certain it cant possibly be permanent or anything...soooo..shrugging and smirking. I was floored by her lack of concern..what did she know that I didn't??
'yeah well two days ago I didn't think PEOPLE shrunk..so what if this IS permanent?!' I stood there as she smirked at me.
I could see her mind racing, wondering of the possibilities..can it..can it really?..Finally, she spoke 'well..i guess there'd be some big ..oops pardon me..she giggled, ..changes around here then huh?..hmm..guess for one you wont be calling me shortstuff anymore huh?'
Eyes widening..'oh umm..you wouldn't hold..hold that against me..would you??' I looked at her wondering what life would be like as the shortest person in the house...cringing slightly.
'Since when have i ever been one to ..hold things over your head?'..cracking herself up with her own little jokes. Cringing..watching Summer standing on her tippytoes..imagining the possibilities in the immediate future..smiling.

I quickly got my things together..heading for the car..calling back to her to remember to take a cab to the party, that I'd meet her there, figuring the book signing would run late..and dreading how tall she'd look, although beautiful, in those heels!

I got out of the book signing rather late...and hurried home to change, finding a nice pair of slacks and a buttoned down shirt to wear. I made my way, begrudgingly over to the party..it was in a hall that Helen rented out..it was sort of a pre-holiday party...before her favorite holiday..Halloween, there's a shocker! I was impressed that this little, well not so little I suppose anymore, old lady had the wherewithall to rent out this place but hell, we were in NH so it probably wasn't all that expensive. I spotted Summer from across the room, how could you miss her with those eyes?? I made my way over, careful not to draw attention to myself and was greeted with her lovely smile. Immediatly I bent down to kiss her in her seat, exchanging pleasantries with some of the other people at the table and offering to buy drinks, anything to keep her seated. I returned to the table with drinks and started to exchange small talk with Summer and the rest of the table. Even though I was incredibly self conscious over my new size, no one else paid it any attention. I would have to start getting used to this fact.

Summer was enjoying the night out...having downed a few glasses of wine before I got there and now enjoying her tequila sunrise..so much so that I went up a few minutes later to get her a margarita. I was nursing a beer, hell..who knew what my tolerance was at this point anyway...one of us had to drive home. It was an uneventful evening...people seemed to breeze around me like it was no big deal. Granted, I didn't really stand up most of the evening but if you had known me at all..I didn't look like my old self sitting there..sort of swallowed up by the chair. But alas, only Summer and I seemed to notice anything..or at least thats what we thought. I spent the next day avoiding standing near Summer..I worked most of the day up in my office and then had another signing that night. Summer kept herself busy, making another visit to Helen that afternoon and wasn't home when I went to the signing. By the time I made it back home, she was already sleeping. I slid into bed and nodded off..thoughts of lost inches dancing in my confused head.

I woke up before Summer the next morning..she slept so peacefully, I kissed her on the forehead and crept into the kitchen to make her coffee. When I came back in, Summer was sitting up in bed smiling at me. I handed her the hot cup of coffee...sure not to have her get up for any reason and sat by my desk chair chatting her up. Soon, the subject of Helen came up. We talked about the other night's party and I innocently pointed out, 'She's an inquisitive little..err..well lady.'
Summer just nodded, 'yeah so...does that bother you?'
I was sort of surprised by her answer and responded, 'well she seemed obsessed with me at the party the other night.' Summer apparently didn't notice it and asked me why I thought that.
'Well, she stood over my chair much of the evening and asked me how I felt a dozen times or so' I said, looking a bit flustered. Summer seemed surprised by my answer and I just shook my head, somewhere inside me wondering if Helen knew more of my plight than either of us imagined. As I talked, I fidgeted in my seat....wondering when or if Summer would ask me to stand, knowing she was curious about my height...it had been 2 days since we checked! I watched as she stretched in bed her toes spreading under the covers. Might be me, but even looking at her sitting up in bed she seemed taller than me. Then I thought to myself, be positve..maybe the shrinking has at least stopped, although in my heart and mind I knew this not to be true.

I actually found myself somewhat nervous and uptight around Summer, mumbling 'Did you finish that coffee?' as she sat in bed, herself studying me somewhat.
'yep..and ready for more..think i'll get it now..' she stood to rise and I quickly sprang from my chair trying to intercept her and get the cup for her myself, telling her not to bother.
'Mark..dont be silly' she chuckled and started to rise. Getting to the bedside just as she started to rise..in no man's land..unable to hide as she stood to her full height. Looking UP at her..eyes wide and mouth slightly open...as Summer looked down in amazement, standing at her full height. The top of my head barely reached her slightly open and slightly grinning mouth! I stood silently, waiting for her to say something...anything!
Look at you! Summer finally said, her face shocked.
'Now I'm afraid to let you out of my sight' she said looking down at me.
'Well, measure me..and quit smirking' I said looking up at her.
Summer motioned for me to get the tape. I returned shortly with it, flipping it to her and standing against the wall. The mark from days earlier far above my head now as I stood silently waiting for the verdict.
'oh boy..arms folded shakinghead...doesnt look good ...' Summer looked down at my with sympathy.
'Well??!! don't leave me hanging..how tall?!' I said, frustrated and scared.
Summer blew her bangs up..look..showing me the tape ....'you mean how short.'
I shouted '4ft 9 inches?! this can't be!'

Standing silently...SEVEN inches shorter than Summer now..waiting for her to come back, having stepped away to get the phone, hearing her barefeet slap against the hardwood floor...SEVEN inches! I was now as short to her as she had been to me, in what seemed like ages ago now. What the hell was happening to me?! And better yet, how could I stop it?!
Summer broke the silence again, 'wow..4' 9'..gee..thats what i was in ...6th grade.' She sort of chuckled which wasn't much help, but I suppose I could see where she was coming from. I had lost over a foot in less than a week. I fumbled with and dug my license out of my wallet..seeing the numbers I knew I'd dread and held them up for Summer to see...4'9 right on the license.
'what you think i read it wrong..look it says 4'9' right here..its not me. And look at you for GODS sake!'
Her words rang true, but there had to be an explanation. How was it that I was shrinking 3 inches a day and yet, no one seemed to notice?? I finally spoke these fears to Summer, 'Don't I know it! I'm shrinking 3 inches a day..its..its like VOODOO or something..everything and everyone seems oblivious but you!' Summer seemed to flinch at the word...voodoo..her mind seemingly racing.

I let thoughts of voodoo and black magic subside as we started a new day, a day that found me all of 4'9..with no stop of the shrinking in site!....
 

I awoke slowly and wearily on day 7..hell I was marking the days now too. Its not like everyday, well except for me I suppose, that a man randomly starts shrinking 3 inches and the rest of the world goes on obliviously. I stumbled out of bed, my pajamas scraping the floor slightly....I noticed that it seemed to take them, by them I mean my clothes, a bit longer than my body to catch up to the new size. I splashed some water on my face, brushed my teeth and started a pot of coffee for Summer. Slowly making my way back into the kitchen, I began nudging Summer's shoulders as she slept in bed.
'are you UP yet..geesh!' I couldn't help it, I needed to know. The knowing became like a drug for me..I needed my daily fix of size updates but I wasn't satisfied with looking at my license..I needed physical proof. Summer finally started to wake up..smiling and giving me a 'good morning dear'...I could actually see from the look in her bleary eyes that I must look smaller. Hell, I was barely leaning over the bed at this point to wake her. Summer sat up in bed as I handed her her morning coffee. She smiled, placing her coffee down and got up to hug me good morning...which would be a further revelation of my diminishing size. Summer's barefeet dug into the carpet as she slowly rose to her fullheight.
'Oh my..feeling as though Im towering over you now..umm..wow..honey!..Summer looked down at me, my head well below her shoulders now, she couldn't help but stifle a giggle as my face redenned.
'Wow..this is odd..you're so ..oh...nevermind'..she wrapped her arms around me..really around me..enveloping me ..nearly mushing me against her breasts.
I looked up at her after she broke the embrace, 'I'm so..so what??'
Summer smiled, 'Short of course honey..its not big secret now. Well, at least to us!'
'umm yeah, I'm 4'3 so I guess I am short!' I looked up at her, frustrated.
I was at my wits end...the doctors thought I was fine, our friends didn't give me a second look..it was only us, or at least as far as we knew. I finally broke the silence in the room, 'Are we gonna try and guess why the hell I'm 4'3 or what??'
Summer seemed nonplussed, ' sure..I guess.'
'That's it? sure..you guess..geesh, thanks for the support..craning neck up. Summer smiled, she was only kidding..but I could have used a tad more serious approach. She asked me if I had any theories but I threw the question back at her, what did SHE think?? 'Am I crazy?' I asked..wondering if it was just me. 'wellll..no..unless i am too..i mean..look at us..??' Summer said, a hand on my shoulder looking down now with concern.
'How tall was I when you met me??' looking up..completely nervous, I needed to know hear the answer from her even though I thought I knew it.
'Well..you were up..here'..holding hand way above my head. Looking down..seeing Summer completely on tip toes...'well, what..what is happening to me??!' I said, arms extended. 'hmmm'...picking up her empty coffee cup..'I need more coffee honey'..kissing the top of my head and walking past me. Pulling up my pajama bottoms..they slowly start to fit my new size..I watch Summer walk away..my eyes catching glimpses of her soft soles as they up turn as she walked...following her into the kitchen.....'Well, what is happening to me??'
'Well..pouring coffee...youre shrinking'...taking a sip and looking at me. I notice Summer's eyes glancing down my body..taking me in..everything so small now..I hide my feet inside my pajamas..bit embarrassed standing so small in front of her. Walking closer...looking up, she lifts her hand to measure me in relation to herself..nearly spitting up her coffee.

Summer, of course, had no real answers. No one did..well no one consisting of her or I since we were the only ones that were even aware that I was shrinking! The rest of the world just looked at me as though nothing changed..that Summer somehow had a thing for extremely short guys. No matter how small I got, and I was getting short, no one gave me a second glance that knew me...ok, strangers did stare on occasion and their kids..which was incredibly humiliating and would soon limit my outside appearances. We had better come up with an answer soon I thought...as Summer playfully layed her elbow on my head, sipping her coffee and giggling. Oh this was going to be a long journey!

 

Another two days past..and with it, another 6 inches. Summer was becoming increasingly accustomed to my height loss and was less and less fazed by it everyday. This morning was a perfect example. She was standing in the kitchen pouring herself a cup of coffee when i made my way in behind her...apparently incredibly light on my feet these days.
'Hi honey...what are you doing?' looking up at her from behind.
Summer turned looking straight ahead..then made her gaze down towards me, 'huh.wha...oh ..there you are' she chuckled....my face reddening.
'damn..how ahh..umm..tall?...lol..are you now???' she said smiling, measuring me with her eyes. I explained to her that she knew good and well how tall I was since she dragged me out of bed first thing this morning and made the horrible announcement....3feet 1 inch!
'I can't believe I keep shrinking..this is ridiculous!' I said, frustrated..not really talking to anyone in particular.
'well cut that out!' a big smile forming on her face.
'Yes, thanks honey..why hadn't I thought of that..I should have just cut it out after the first 6 or so inches..what was I thinking?!
Soon the subject changed to this Thursday's upcoming Halloween party..not surprisingly at Helen the witch's (my pet name for her) house.
' are we still going to the halloween ball? what did you get me for a costume??' looking up, knowing that we were and fearing what she dreamed up for a costume for me.
Summer looked down thoughtfully, 'Well I know what I'm going to wear....cinderella..so i can wear glass slippers...really high ones'
' and who will I be..a 3ft Prince Charming?!' hands on my hips
I continued on..'I think I like the 50ft woman better..tattered dress barefoot..then I can go as a normal sized man!'
' certainly sounds more comfortable' Summer said, thinking over the idea. Then she continued her brainstorming, ' well..you could get some stilts and go as uncle sam.' her laughter filling the room.
Oddly, the idea was somewhat appealing to me, ' you know..thats not a bad idea..maybe a pair of three foot stilts. I'll lean on you..it'll be like old times..me..a head taller than you'
Summer smiled ' hey youd better start practicing'.
Looking up and then down her long smooth legs, nearly at a loss for words, I mustered a ' yes dear..'

I sat at the kitchen table..well struggled to actually, I still refused any booster seats or anything so at my size, my eyes barely made it over the table top. 'The party is Thursday..two nights from now..hmm..thats another 6 inches...or 2'7..exactly half your height!' The thought sent a chill down my spine, not helped when Summer mentioned that perhaps I would need bigger stilts. When would this madness end...2ft..1ft...1inch...not at all??! The prospect was incredibly frightening.

Summer had suggested perhaps there were support groups I could go to..no not for shrinking but perhaps a little people of america chapter near us. I didn't go for the idea, first of all we lived in a small town and secondly, how humiliating to go to a meeting and see them all eye to eye one day..and two days later, be shoulder height to most of em! Summer sort of smiled as I explained all of this to her and then said, rather nostalgically, ' hmm..remember when i was shoulder height to YOU'
I smiled meakly back up at her, 'You used to look so tiny in your barefeet..greeting me at the door.
' yeah i miss that..dont you?..the door greeting.' she said, almost longingly.
' umm yeah well you still greet me at the door.' I said almost convincing myself it was even anywhere near the same.
'umm..yeah' Summer said halfheartedly
I looked up knowing the answer but asking anyway, ' is it not the same?'
Summer shook her head ' hardly..'
I pressed on, not even sure why but needing to hear it from her, ' Its still me'
'Just less of you now. ' she responded, sighing. I sighed myself, I knew she was right..who was I kidding? I mean, I was 6ft..then 5..and now..3ft...who knows when this would end..I might end up in the palm of her hand before too long! I just sat there with my thoughts, sipping my oversized glass of water.

Later that day, Summer sort of teased me a bit about my size again. She was dressed quite lovely..she had just showered after a workout and was in pale yellow pajama tops and bottoms and a silk white robe. Her feet were bare and she wiggled them playfully as she talked, knowingly driving me crazy. After one joke too many..I asked her to stop and she seemed genuinely sorry and said, 'aww..so sorry..think youd be used to it by now.' I just shook my head, explaining that you never quite get used to a 5'4 woman towering over you..and more and more each day. ' She sort of smiled and responded with an interesting comment, ' good thing you have me tho huh? I mean, to take care of you.' I was, for some reason, miffed by this response and my face sort of crinkled as I looked up and said, 'Take care of me?? I'm..I'm not an infant you know!' Summer seemed nonplussed as she looked down at me, almost assessing the situation. ' No..but you must admit its getting harder and harder to do certain things.' Now I should have let it go at that, but as Summer crossed her legs, wiggling her toes slightly, I decided to press forward, 'Give me examples of things I can't do?'
Summer thought a second and then responded, 'Well...driving for one.' Always one to try and win an argument I quickly responded that there were certainly taxis I could take. Summer smiled, enjoying the thrill of the battle and continued, ' ahh ok.. and umm..cooking?
I spose you'll be ordering out then right? feeding the cats..there ya go.. She smiled down at me, a sore subject, the cats were getting more and more difficult to handle and a bit frightening. But I would not be deterred, 'Well, I just need to put their food in a lower spot for me to reach better, I can still feed them.' Summer seemed amused and nodded her head.
'As you can see, I'm pretty self sufficient.' I stood craning my neck up at her, triumphantly. Summer just giggled and mumbled under her breath, 'for now..'
She then decided to have some fun, 'come rub my shoulder'
I looked up at the impossible task, 'Does it look like I can reach your shoulder??'
'You can say that again!' she started to laugh..as I mumbled something about her being a wiseass.
She started to playfully spread her toes in front of me..knowing it was driving me nuts..her toes spread now to lengths i never imagined...turning me on even as I stood humbly..2ft below her. I absentmindedly ran my small foot over one of her giant sexy feet..my small toes slipping in between her huge spreading toes..rather easily. I couldn't help but get aroused and Summer knew it..smiling to herself above me as she watched me run my tiny foot over her's.
'You better be careful with these big feet hon..and make sure I dont' run you over.' She said, with a slight chuckle.
I quickly responded, 'I always keep an eye out for them.'
She smiled, 'I bet you do.'
Summer then seemed to see if she could push the envelope a bit..'I really don't feel so good..just sort of blah..' she said while looking down at me with a strange look in her eyes.
I reached out and gently started to rub her leg. She looked down and said softly, 'thanks hon' Her response was far from resounding and I asked if my leg rub was less than its usual effective self. She said thoughtfully, ' not as much..but the sentiment still is just as warming dear.' She meant well by it, but it made me feel even smaller. I was deteremined not to let my height affect my ability to please her and chided her to lay on the couch and let me try it some more. I cracked my knuckles..trying to look convincing as Summer looked down skeptically. ' Why'd you have to be so cute?' she patted my head, making me feel smaller.
I looked over at the couch, 'Just stretch out on the couch and leave me a little room to sit.'
' You can have all the room ya need..not like its much..she laughed heartely as I watched her lay on the couch. I made my way over, climbing up onto the end of the couch, appreciating just how much leg I had to massage. I reached out to gently touch them..so smooth to the touch, Summer always shaving them so smoothly. We spent the afternoon like that..me rubbing her long legs and feet..both watching silly movies, for the moment forgetting our troubles. Summer even pressed her soft soles to my face a few times..knowing how much I enjoyed that. It really would have been a perfect afternoon...accept for the fact that I'm THREE FOOT ONE INCHES TALL!! Oh, what will the future hold??

To Be Continued....