Too Much of a Good Thing.
by

Harro



I am a moron. I can honestly say I am the stupidest person who ever lived, just writing this proves it, I pray no one ever reads it, Hell it will probably be erased in the next few days anyway, but I’ve got to do something to stave off madness for a few more hours. My name is Calvin, and I’m in big trouble.

It all started when I moved into my new apartment, it’s a college type apartment which means I’m surrounded by kids. I had always had a foot/giantess fetish, and living among all these cute coeds had done nothing for my restraint. I was on a grant from the college they all went too; I won’t mention which one but its one of those party schools down in Florida. I was heading up the project for the miniaturization process. Now let me tell you a little about myself. I am a genius, to put it bluntly. I graduated from MIT with my PhD at the age of 14 and was given my choice of sweet jobs, everything in my life had been easy for me and at that age my giantess fantasies were really kicking in, so when I heard about this project I had to sign up. I moved into this apartment because I missed out on all the good things about college the first time. My roommates were cool; at 26 I was able to fit in much better than I did at 14. On most Friday nights my roommates and I would go downstairs and hang out with the 3 girls who lived below us. They were hotties, and not too bright. They also loved to drink. You don’t have to be a math major to realize that these 3 things add up to a few good weekends. I wanted more though, at work we were very close to a breakthrough. It was a simple formula holding us back, and I was very close to getting it. A few months passed and I figured it out. I didn’t tell anyone as I went ahead and tested my new shrinking ray.

It was an unqualified success, I had shrunk objects and animals and returned them to normal size with no problems, I even shrunk one of y roommates while he was sleeping and restored him to normal size, and he never knew he was the first person in history to be shrunk. I almost thought I was God. I had done the impossible and nobody at work even dreamed it was done. I figured I had about 6 more months before the college expected another major breakthrough so I had that long to play with my new toy. I decided tonight would be my first “adventure” I would go down the back stairs to the girls porch, and shrink myself, I could use a remote control on my wrist to grow back when ever I was in range of the machine, My control even stored a charge so I could change my size in an emergency but there was no way I was going to pop back to normal size in the middle of there apartment unless it was life and death. I set it facing my room’s window so all I had to do is step off the porch and it would grow me back. I figured half an inch to be the right height, small enough not to be seen but big enough it wouldn’t take me long to move around. One of the girls was a smoker so she would go out there eventually and when she did I would step back into Yep I had everything figured out.


It was a Monday night when I went down stairs, after looking around to make sure nobody saw me I activated my machine. It worked like magic, one second I was 6’1 the next I was half an inch. I noticed a few things right away; the first was I was a lot stronger for at this size then I was at my normal size, relatively speaking. The second was I was scared shitless. Everything was huge, I had never noticed a lip on the porch before but the concrete ended about half an inch about the ground. I had serious thought of just growing back now and doing it again but I knew if I lost my nerve now I would never be able to try again. I decided to at least climb up on the porch. I did and started to feel a little better, I was struck by the size of everything. It was a small porch really, just a balcony on the first floor, there was one chair (the foldout kind that you use for tailgates and things like that) and that was it. The door had to be 1000 ft. tall I just ran under the chair for cover and tried to decide what to do next. A few minutes later I decided to give it up, it wasn’t worth dying over. I started for the spot where I could re-grow, when I heard the door open, even halfway across the porch I could feel the wind from it, and it almost knocked me down. The smoking girl had come out. I scrambled back under the chair. She settled down in it and I could hear the fabric groaning. Everything stretched out and the bottom came towards me as she settled in. I almost wet myself and decided I defiantly had to get out of here. I would just wait for her to go back inside and grow back. I was sure about it but then I saw her feet. They were beautiful, just lying there in front of me. I was instantly excited. The girl, Mary, is about 20 years old, She has red hair and a few freckles She’s about 5’6 (or about 800ft to me now) she’s in good shape, not athletic but still a very nice body. I had always been attracted to her (and both her roommates for that matter) but now all I could think about was the gigantic foot in front of me. I didn’t dare touch it, but just looking at it changed my mind, I had to get into the apartment. I ran towards the door which was still open a crack, but that was more than enough for me. As I got to the door I heard Mary get up, a quick glance over my shoulder told me she was common right at me. I was through the door, but there was no cover within 100 yds. I knew I only had a few seconds and made a break for the couch. I decided to hide there. Mary’s footsteps sounded like thunder to me and I didn’t dare look back. Then her shadow fell on me. The shadow passed and her foot came down right in front of me. I was running at full speed and ran right into her heel. Luckily Mary just kept walking. I just bounced off her heel and lay on the ground. For the first time I realized how insignificant I was. I had just run full speed into the Mary’s heel and shed hadn’t even felt it. For some reason this didn’t scare me, I was actually feeling good. I could get away with anything at this size. Nobody would know I’m here I could go anywhere and do anything I wanted.

Mary had gone to sit down on the couch with her roommate Shannon. They were watching some lawyer TV show. Shannon was a short blond girl, about 5’3” She was a little overweight, but still attractive, especially with her huge tits. She was sitting there with one foot resting on the coffee table in front of her and the other on the ground. Mary was resting both her feet on the table. I walked slowly towards them, I was only about 100 ft. away and was planning on going under the couch just to watch them, but then Shannon picked her heel off the ground, so her foot was just resting on her toes. I couldn’t help myself I had to do something I had been dreaming about my whole life. I walked under her foot. It felt incredible at the time. I could look up and see the underside of her foot about 100 ft above me. I studied every wrinkle, and drank in the aroma coming from the foot. Shannon must have just taken a shower because her foot smelled like soap. I wanted to touch it, I regretted being so small for the first time. I would have to go to her toes to touch her and I didn’t want to be caught in a sudden movement. My hormones won out over my brain and I began to walk towards her toes, her foot was slanted and the closer I got to the toes, the lower the rest of her foot was above me. It was almost like being in a cave, the light was dim and I was overwhelmed by the smell now. I got to where her toes met the ground and had to stoop down so my head didn’t brush her toes. This was the moment I had been waiting for since I had joined the project, I wanted to savor it and reached out slowly towards her toe. As I reached, Shannon foot shifted above me, not a big movement but it came down a few feet. I dove to the ground and held my breath. After a minute her foot was still in the same place. I thought about using part of my back up charge to shrink down to a quarter of an inch but decided to save that. Now I was out of my trance, the danger of the situation was real and it made me even more excited. I got to my hands and knees and reached for her toe again. I had been on the side of the big toe before her shift, but now I was right between her big and second toe. The lack of a quick escape made everything better. I reached out and touched her second toe lightly. Nothing happened. Feeling bold I stretched out and planted a little kiss on the underside of the toe. The sky fell.


She must have felt my tiny lips on her toe, either that or my luck ran out, because her foot came down. I tried to crawl out but the foot descended too fast. I was under her where her big and second toe met her foot. I knew even at this size she must feel something and wanted to trigger my watch to shrink myself down to a safer size but my arm was directly underneath her big toe, I couldn’t move it. A few minutes later I started to breath again. She must have felt me, but either wasn’t paying attention or thought I was a small piece of garbage. I actually started to enjoy my situation. Her foot blocked out all light, and I was starting to sweat from her body heat, but I could breathe easily and just lay there as another dream of mine came true. I have no idea how long I was there, but I was starting to get really hot now, and sweating profusely. I knew if she decided to get up the best that could happen was my pinned arm would be crushed, I was more durable at this size but I had no illusions of how I would fair if she put all her weight on this foot. While I was thinking on how to get out of this, Shannon scrunched her toes. I went from heaven to hell in less than a second. This was painful, and I was now jammed up between her first and second toe. My head was almost above her toes and I expected her to let go quickly but she just held her toes curled up. I couldn’t breath, I couldn’t move and the pressure was incredible. I knew I couldn’t stand much more of this, if it wasn’t for my increased strength I would have popped like a grape. This couldn’t have lasted much more than a few minutes because I can’t hold my breathe that long but it felt like hours. Finally she relaxed and I took a deep breathe. I knew my only was out of this was to shrink further so I shrunk myself to a quarter of an inch. I breathed a sigh of relief as I slipped easily out of her grasp at my new size. I looked up at her but couldn’t see anything past her where her legs disappeared over the couch. I decided this was enough for one night and made my way to the door hoping Mary would take a cigarette break next commercial.

As I was heading towards the door I noticed Brook’s door was open and her light was on. Already the horror I had felt between Shannon’s toes was fading and I told myself I couldn’t leave without at least seeing Brook. Brook was my favorite of the three girls and the one I had spent the most time with. She was a short girl, and really skinny, but she had the most beautiful face I had seen that wasn’t on TV her shoulder length light brown hair framed her beauty perfectly. She had small breasts, probably a b cup but I could have spent hours just staring into her big brown eyes. I wanted to see what she looked like from this perspective. The only problem was her door was on the other side of the apartment, only about 12 feet away but to me that was more than half a mile. It was all open ground too, I doubted I would be noticed at this height but if either girl on the couch got up they would walk right past me, and if Brook herself came out I was directly in her path. I decided to go for it. I was more then halfway across and thinking I was going to make it when I heard Shannon get up. I turned and looked at her and was awestruck. To me she was about 1600 ft tall and watching something that big more that fluidly was amazing, to say the least. I could even feel the ground shaking with her every step. By the time I noticed I was right in her path, she was on top of me. I couldn’t move, all rational thought left my head as she approached me, she was magnificent. Her left foot came down more than twenty feet from me and the concussion knocked me down. I just lay where I had fallen looking at her. She was going to the kitchen, a few seconds later she returned carrying three beers. This time she walked around me as she went into Brook’s room. She was in there less than a minute and I heard laughter. She came out with 2 beers and headed back to the couch, handing one to Mary. I realized I was still lying on the ground, and shaking my head to clear it, got up. Shannon’s little walk had been a near religious experience for me. I had never felt that aroused in my life, I don’t know if it was my fantasy mixed with the danger but I decided right then I was going to come back many, many more time. I made the rest of the trek to Brook’s room without incident. When I got there I looked at my watch (it told time too) it was almost 11 o’clock I had been down here almost 3 hours, I thought the next day was a school day, so I assumed they would be going to bed soon. I thought it was weird they were drinking but didn’t give it a second thought. I was too excited. I knew I would have to hurry back if I wanted to leave the apartment tonight and it had taken me longer to cross the room then I planned, damn carpet. I was there so I decided to peak in on Brook anyway. I was standing in the middle of her doorway and she was sitting at her computer at an angle to me so I could see most of her profile. Her feet were curled up beneath her and I wanted to touch them so badly I could taste it. I knew that if I did it would take me another three hours before I got out and by that time I would be staying the night. She was dressed for bed in some short pajama shorts and an almost see through shirt. I wanted to stay but told myself I would have plenty of chances to interact with her and the others again. I was turning to leave when I noticed what was on her computer. I couldn’t believe it, “God must love me” I thought. She was looking at a giantess picture. I recognized it right away, it was one of my favorites. A blond woman was lying on her side on a couch, looking off at something out of the picture. There was a little man in between her toes. I couldn’t believe my eyes, even when I she changed to other pictures. Brook had quite a collection, some even I had never seen before. I knew why I had always connected with her before. I would have to bring this up with her somehow next time I say her. I turned to leave and noticed her slippers on the floor just a few feet from me. They were those cute little fury bunny slippers, enough and they always brought back memories from my childhood. My older sister had owned a pair. They were the first type of shoes I ever dreamed of being trapped inside. One was lying on its side and I figured a few minutes for a side trip wouldn’t hurt. I ran towards them. The one on its side had the sole facing me and I saw a lot of crap on the bottom of it. They were well worn. I walked around it and got in. The fur coating inside was soft but I was so light I could walk on it easily. I walked farther in and noticed a musty smell. I had never seen Brook wear them before but she must have had them for a long time. The farther in a got the stronger the smell got. It was intoxicating, not really a bad smell but it made me light headed. I wanted to just lie down and go to sleep but after Shannon there was no way I was going to get caught between toes again. I was in there about five minutes when I heard Brook get up. I got to the opening just in time to see her walk by. I could hear her out in the living room talking to her roommates. I figured I’d give her 5 more minutes, to come back before I left the relative safety of her slipper. I only caught snatches of what they were saying, but one of the things I did hear was tomorrow was a holiday. I think the other girls were trying to convince Brook to stay up late. I figured I would have as long as I wanted now, since Brook seemed to be staying out there, so I walked back into the slipper. It was so nice in there I was considering spending the night, when I heard the boom of approaching footsteps. As I got to the opening again the slipper was up righted by a nudge from Brook’s foot. I fell to the soft sole and bounced back up just in tome to see brook’s other foot gliding into its slipper. I stood completely still as she lifted her foot over me. I could see every wrinkle in the gigantic sole above me as it slowly descended into the slipper. I could see chunks of dirt just hanging from her foot, to me they were huge, but I doubt if they were even big enough for her to notice. The dirt broke my trance, and I turned and started running towards the toe section, hoping the slippers were just a little too big. The little light faded as her foot entered the slipper, the slipper started to tilt down, and I was rolling. Her toe’s caught me before I made it to the end, and she had finished putting the slipper on I was stuck directly under her big toe facing the bottom of her slipper. I had no room to move, the smell was ten times worse than it had been before. Her foot was cold, I thought it couldn’t get any worse then this, but I was wrong. She started to walk.

Every step was horrible, all of her weight would shift onto me, and then I would be weightless as I flew through the air with every step. She was probably walking at a normal pace, but it felt like I was on an airplane, when I was in the air. I don’t know what was worse the pressure or the quick accelerations. After about 10 steps I felt the weight above me lessen. I was still completely pinned, and couldn’t more an inch. I have no idea how long I was in this predicament, but it wasn’t like before. There was no mix of excitement and terror; it was a mix of terror and nausea. Her foot warmed up and started to sweat after a little while, and I was soon drenched. The smell got even worse, but I had to breathe through my nose because I had a mouthful of insole. I had always watched girls’ feet before, and noticed they couldn’t keep them. When they were sitting, they were always crossing and uncrossing their legs, sitting on their feet, or just scrunching their toes. Brook was no exception, she did all of these things, and each one brought a new torture. When she crossed her legs I was always in the foot off the ground. She would endlessly shake it or scrunch her toes. By shaking her foot, she was moving me up and down about 50 feet in a matter of seconds. My stomach was always half a second behind. It took all my concentration to keep from throwing up. With each upward motion there would be just enough space at the top to bang the back of my head unto her toe. It didn’t really hurt but after the thousandth time I was feeling it. Scrunching her toes was even worse. The slippers had some give in them, but every time she did it I was under more pressure then I was even when she was walking. I could hear my ribs creaking and my back bent unnaturally at her slightest movement. I imagined my back breaking, and never getting out of there, dragging myself to the opening everyday trying to get her attention only to be forced back to her toes when she put them on. I know a man could go about 10 days before he died of thirst even in the desert, and it was as hot as any desert in there. These thoughts passed through my head with each of the countless scrunches. I was actually relieved the first time she put her foot on the couch under her leg. Unfortunately this caused the temperature to rise about 10 more degrees; there was no ventilation in these old slippers. That was bad but the slipper seemed to get smaller with the weight of her leg on it. I could only half breath when she sat like this; my lungs just weren’t strong enough to fill any more then that. The smell got steadily worse no mater what position I was in. I was gagging with every breath. I also discovered I was claustrophobic. It seemed like my little space was getting smaller and I got very irrational. After what seemed like hours (and very well could have been) I managed to turn over when her foot was off the ground. I pounded on the toe with my fists while I could and screamed till my throat was hoarse. She got up to walk a few times and each time I got my hopes up that she was going to bed, only to have her sit back down and begin the cycle anew. Finally she slipped her foot out. The sweat was like glue and I was stuck to her toe as it backed out of the slipper. I franticly pushed away with all my might and fell off. Her foot was well off the ground and I fell. Luckily the carpet was soft, and with my tiny weight I almost floated down. I landed next to her other foot and took a few seconds to just breathe in the fresh clean air. I was close enough to the other foot that its smell was really strong but compared to what I had just been through I barely even noticed. I was so excited about my new freedom I forgot all about my danger, Mary’s voice brought me back to reality. “Ewww Brook put those back on. They really stink” “Brook smiled and replied “Sorry my feet are hot, your right they really do stink” All three girls thought this was the funniest thing ever, and laughed till they cried. I could tell they were really drunk and that was my cue to leave. Luckily I was still in the living room and Brook was sitting on the end of the couch right next to the door. I wasted no time getting to the door and only had to wait for Mary to go outside. She was still drinking so I knew it wouldn’t be long. Not more than 5 minutes later she got up and walked right by me. I was against the wall not taking any chances, but she stumbled near me and scared the hell out of me.


I waited until she sat down and got to my place under the chair. When she was gone I would go into line-of-sight of the window and end this. I didn’t think I would ever wanted to do it again, but sitting there staring at Mary’s pretty feet was nice. She got up to go and I was almost sad it was over. I was almost sad it was over my sub-conscious telling me the slipper thing wasn’t that bad. I got to my place and hit the resize button. Nothing happened. I tried again and nothing happened. I noticed the small antenna was gone. It must have been ripped off when I was in Brook’s slipper. No big deal I would just use the stored charge to grow back. I hit the button and felt the now familiar heat of size changing. When I could see again everything was smaller, but not that much. I estimated I was about 1/2 an inch tall now. I hit the button again and nothing happened. I carefully took the watch off to inspect the batteries. They were perfectly fine. I couldn’t understand it but the charge was reading almost zero. The only thing I could think of was the charge had somehow shrunk with me. I didn’t see how, but it was the only possible explanation. One thing was very clear. I was in big trouble. I had no way of getting up to my room at this size, and no desire to walk around where giant insects might find me. The only choice left was to make contact with the girls. It would be hard at this size, but I could make up some bullshit story and they wouldn’t know I had been playing peeping tom. Fortunately Mary had not shut the door completely so I made it back into the apartment quickly.

When I got inside Brook and Shannon were still on the couch but Mary had moved to the love seat on the other side of the room. They were chatting about some inane subject. I couldn’t make myself go back to Brook after what had happened, and Shannon was slurring her speech really badly. I decided Mary was my best course of action. Walked under the glass coffee table in front of the couch and from there went straight across to Mary. I was just out from under the table when Shannon got up. She walked around the table and was coming right at me. I froze, and she tripped over the side of the table. Her face landed not 2 inches from me. I was scared at the close call but when I saw her eyes focus on me I started shouting. The laughter of the other girls downed out everything I was saying. Shannon looked confused for a second then let out a tremendous burp that knocked me back a good couple of inches she giggled and reached out and picked me up roughly holding me in a fist. I heard a muffled “Look what I found” and then found myself deposited on the coffee table. Mary came over and knelt on the other side while Shannon sat back down. She and Brook leaned over for a closer look at me.

I tried talking but all three girls were staring down at me. Finally Brook said “I think its Calvin, Calvin why are you so small” I told them the story I made up about me testing the range on the remote control. They were fascinated by my shrinking machine they asked me all about it. When I mentioned that nobody knew it was working yet I got three cat like smiles. “Calvin do you know what a giantess is?” Mary asked. They then all explained to me what it was. Turned out all three of them were into the giantess thing, If only I had known before. They then informed me I was going to be this size forever, telling me I would love it. Then they seemed to forget about me while they made plans to get the machine out of my room. One of my roommates had left them a spare key and the machine wasn’t that big so since I had already told them I was home alone they went up and got it right there. They left me alone but on top of the coffee table I was helpless, the table top ran a few inches around the frame so I had no way of climbing down. I was working up the nerve to jump when they all walked back in. They had the machine, my notes and all my disks. I knew I was screwed, they had taken all the proof of the shrinking machine and now nobody else would ever know it had even existed. I only hoped they were right and I would love my new life.

This happened about 3 weeks ago and I can tell you now I don’t enjoy my life at all. I have spent many hours back in Brook’s slippers, and it’s even worse when she knows I’m in there. They each take turns with me, and each of them does all sorts of things to me, but each has her favorite. Brook just loves having me in her slippers. Mary likes to take me jogging with her. She gets so sweaty I get stuck to her foot every time and she spends the next few hours walking around barefoot until I fall off. Shannon’s big thing is tying me to her sandal straps. She will use dental floss to tie me to the part of the strap that goes between her toes and where me around. With each step the entire weight of the sandal presses me in between her toes. She calls me her little toe jam. The girls are a lot smarter than I ever gave them credit for. I never thought they would figure out how to work the machine. Not only did they do that but they figured out how to shrink the main unit with my spare remote control, and not it is portable. With I had thought of that. They tell me I’m going to be getting company soon, but not to worry I was the first and they will never get rid of me. I’ve heard their plans for these poor guys and it scares me. So now I write my story. On a post it that was stuck to the bottom of Mary’s shoe with a piece of broken pencil lead. If you are reading it you’re probably shrunken like me. Good luck.

I once saw an episode of the twilight zone where a criminal died and thought he was in heaven. He had girls who did what ever he wanted; he always won at gambling and basically got what ever he wanted. After a few weeks He was sick of it. Turns out he was in hell after all and that was his punishment, to get whatever he wanted. I never understood that episode till now. I’ve had more of giant girls than I ever wanted.


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