Pacing back and forth
backstage in the studio, Kelsey’s heart was racing in her chest. She had
never been a contestant on a television show, let alone as scandalous and
controversial as this one.
“This is stupid, this is
stupid,” she muttered out loud. “We shouldn’t do this, why am I ever
here?” Kelsey stammered.
—
Kelsey Hendricks was a
woman who just turned thirty nine years old. She and her ex-husband had
been married almost immediately after they turned eighteen. They had one
daughter together but had divorced three years ago. It turns out her
ex-husband Jeremy was a serial cheater and had been fooling around with women
behind her back for years.
Once the divorce settled,
Kelsey tried and failed to get back into the dating scene. The world had
changed since she had been single, and Kelsey had lost all comfort in
dating. She had tried meeting people on apps, but found it very awkward.
As if dating wasn’t hard
enough, technology in her world had advanced to the point that shrinking was
now a thing. While private citizens were not allowed access to this
technology for safety reasons, companies were permitted access, as long as they
used their technology responsibly. Most businesses were able to abide by
these rules, except for one: the entertainment industry.
Television and movies had
jumped all over the new technology. It was a business full of
high-powered, rich executives and savvy lawyers, both of which were well adept
at finding loopholes. Because of this, it was determined that people who
shrunken themselves voluntarily on TV would have to sign extensive agreements
where the staff were not liable if anything happened.
This originally had very
little impact on Kelsey. She and her eighteen year old daughter, Erica,
began watching trashy reality TV shows, most of which now incorporated shrunken
people in one way or another. The favorite trash TV show the pair found
was called Tiny Lovers. It was a show where a normal sized man or woman
would have ten tiny contestants trying to survive various challengers.
Whoever the final winner was at the end got to be grown back, won a large sum
of money, and got a date with that week’s star.
At first, Kelsey was
appalled by the idea of the show, and chastised Erica for watching it.
However, Erica managed to convince her mom just to watch part of an
episode. Then a whole episode. Then several episodes. Soon
enough, Kelsey and Erica were now spending their Friday nights together at
Kelsey’s home, watching their twisted show. Occasionally, when Erica
decided to have a social life and make plans, Kelsey found herself glued to the
TV screen alone, watching her guilty pleasure.
When Erica had realized
that the show was going on tour and it would be coming to their city, she
pitched her mom the idea of going onto the show.
“Absolutely not! I
have no intention of being shrunken and smashed under some guys junk,” she
scolded, something she had seen happen on the show on numerous
occasions.
“Mom!” Erica laughed,
finding her mom’s reaction hilarious. “I meant as a big! You don’t
think a bunch of tiny guys would be worshiping you?!”
Kelsey instantly
blushed. “I uhh, I don’t know,” she said, though clearly considering the
idea of it. “You wouldn’t want to see your mom on TV! Especially
like that!”
“Oh please, you’d have a
great time!” Erica insisted. “Besides, you need to start dating
again! You spend too much time inside watching TV!
She hated to admit it, but
Kelsey knew that her daughter was right. Erica would be going away to
college in a couple of months, and Kelsey’s social life had really fallen by
the wayside. She mainly hung out with Erica or her older sister, but that
was about it.
“Ya know, I hate to say
that you're right,” Kelsey said, taking a sip of her hot tea. “Think
they’d want me there?”
“Of course, you’d make an
awesome big!” Erica said, trying to pump her mom up. “You’re tall already
and you’re pretty. Not to mention your big feet and butt….”
Kelsey’s eyes widened as
she choked on her tea. She saw Erica laughing. “Alright that’s
enough,” Kelsey said with a smile. She knew Erica was joking around but
Kelsey was a bit self-conscious about her height. At six feet in height a
nice pair of heels meant that Kelsey towered over most guys when she went on
dates.
“Oh come on, it’s just
what the producers will want,” Erica said, trying to move past her mom’s
hesitations. “And I’ll be there hyping you up too!”
Shooting Erica a surprised
look, Kelsey shook her head. “Uhhh, you will NOT be there young lady!”
she said, seeing confusion and disappointment on her daughter’s face. “If
I’m going on the show and I end up doing…..something inappropriate, you will
NOT be in attendance for that!”
“What?! Not fair,”
Erica whined. “You’re just gonna go alone?”
“No, I’ll ask your aunt to
go with me.”
“Not cool, mom,” Erica
sighed, mostly teasing.
With an innocent shrug and
smile, Kelsey stuck her tongue out at her daughter in a playful manner.
Still, she was very intrigued by the idea of being able to go on this
show. She made a mental note to call her sister Denise later.
—
“Are you serious,
man? Why would you sign up for that shit?” Andrew asked his friend, Jeff,
glaring at him intently.
“What? It’s a great
show! It’ll be fun to be on it,” Jeff mumbled, avoiding making eye
contact with his buddy.
“Oh yeah, until you're
crushed under some chick’s foot! Or eaten!” the frustrated friend
shouted. “Do you know what the odds are that you’ll get killed?!”
Biting his lip, Jeff
looked down, extremely embarrassed. “Ugh, ninety percent.”
“Ninety fucking percent,”
Andrew said, trying his hardest to drive home the point.
Jeff just shrugged.
He knew this was an incredibly stupid idea but couldn’t think of anything to
say other than “oh well.”
Jeff and Andrew were
roommates in their junior year of college. Both were single, and while
Jeff was a fairly introverted person, he wasn’t particularly bad with
women. Sure, he didn’t score as much as his roommate did, but he still
got a bit of action.
However, Jeff had his
reasons for wanting to go on the show. He had never told anyone, but for
as long as he could remember he had a major size related fantasy. It
didn’t matter whether he was the giant or the tiny, he had a hard time getting
off unless he was thinking about it.
Believing this was a
calculated risk, Jeff felt this was an opportunity he couldn’t afford to pass
up. He felt like he had been waiting for this his entire life, and really
didn’t care what ended up happening. When he saw that there was an opening
to be a shrunken contestant, Jeff didn’t even think twice.
“Well, is she hot at
least?” Andrew asked, trying to lighten the mood.
“I’ve been told yes, but
we don’t get to see the person till we’re actually tiny on set,” Jeff
responded.
There was another moment
of awkward silence. “Well my dude, I’m wishing you good luck,” Andrew
said, bringing his buddy in for a bro hug.
“Thanks my man, I’ll be
fine,” Jeff exclaimed, not at all with confidence.
—
Standing nervously in
front of a pair of producers, Kelsey blushed and started to sweat, waiting for
them to break some bad news to her.
Truth be told, Kelsey had
absolutely nothing to worry about. The two executives had determined the
second they laid eyes on her that she was perfect for their program. She
was attractive but didn’t look like an unbelievable model. She would be
perfect for towering over their shrunken contestants. She also seemed
very sweet, but one of the producers had a gut instinct that she might be
repressing something. And that she’d be great on camera.
Kelsey was given a set of
specific instructions. She was told to show up ahead of time on the day
of the shoot and use a particular entrance so she would not see any of the ten
“lucky” contestants beforehand. The show needed to keep its integrity
after all.
The producers also
recommended that she wear something nice and casual, but be able to have
something more erotic on underneath it.
After taking the time to
review the contract, Kelsey’s hands were shaking as she grasped the pen between
her fingers. She couldn’t believe the was actually doing
this.
—
On the day of the live
show, Jeff treated it like any other morning. He didn’t want to make a
big deal out of him agreeing to be a contestant. He didn’t bother to tell
any of his family or friends, they would make a big deal about it and try their
hardest to talk him out of it. The last thing Jeff wanted was a bunch of
relatives crying and begging him not to go on the show, ruining his mood and
fantasy. If this is how Jeff was meant to die, then so be it. There
wasn’t a chance in hell he was missing this opportunity.
Jeff had texted his
parents that morning as he always did, along with his older sister. He
made casual small talk, but made sure to leave out that he would be driving an
hour to be a guest on Tiny Lovers.
Upon arrival, Jeff sat in
a waiting area for about twenty minutes. There were already three men in
the room, and they just waited patiently as the remaining six filtered their
way in. There was a lot of awkward silence, as no one really wanted to
initiate any small talk. It was tough to try and make friends with the
other people, considering most of them would not survive today's
show.
An attractive blonde who
looked about college age entered the room, and started to show everyone around
the studio. She introduced herself as Emily and told the “lucky” crew that she
was a stage hand on the show. “Now if you’ll come with me, I’ll show you
our shrinking tech,” she said.
The young woman soon
pointed to a tunnel which appeared to lead from a room backstage out to the
stage area. The back of the tunnel had a normal sized entrance, while the
end leading to the stage was only a few inches tall. Emily went on to explain
that the inside of the tunnel was lined with panels which acted as their
shrinking technology. The panels both shrunk and grew individuals,
depending on which way you were walking.
“Basically you walk into
the tunnel from backstage at normal size, you come out here tiny,” Emily said,
trying to simplify everything.
“How small will we be
coming out?” a guy standing near the back of the group asked.
Emily smiled. “Right
now it’s set to an eighth of an inch. We can adjust the tunnel and make
it longer or shorter as we need, which in turn determines how much you guys
will shrink.”
There was murmuring among
the group. Then someone in the back shouted “let the best man win!”
Several members of the group laughed. Jeff just stood there, now sweating
bullets. He was finally starting to question if this was a wise decision
or not.
Another stage hand, this
one a man, led the guys to the backstage area. Everyone had already
signed their hold harmless agreements and additional documents. All they
needed to do now was wait.
—
“We shouldn’t do this, why
am I even here,” Kelsey stammered, her heart racing as she paced back and
forth. She was talking to her older sister, Denise, who was just looking
at her and smiling, clearly finding this whole situation amusing.
“We? Uh I’m not
getting involved with this. This is all you sis,” Denise taunted, trying
to lighten the mood. “If it makes you feel any better you look great
though!”
Brushing her hair out of
her eyes, Kelsey blushed and made a pouty face. “Awwww thank you,
darling,” she said with a wink. She did have to admit that she looked
pretty damn good today. Her dark blonde hair flowed freely just past her
shoulders. She had taken the producers' advice and dressed comfortably,
wearing a black t-shirt with an obscure band logo on it, a tight fitting pair
of mom jeans, and a pair of Birkenstocks for her size twelve feet. She
had made sure to get a pedicure prior to today's events, and was excited to
show off her new dark blue toenails.
While she was dressed
casually, she had also taken to producers advice for what to wear underneath
her clothes. Not even Denise knew, but Kelsey was sporting a very slutty
pair of lingerie that she knew would be revealed at some point.
“Hello,” a feminine voice
called out from behind the two sisters. They turned and saw both a
red-headed Caucasian woman and a brunette Latina approaching them. “I’m
Lauren, this is Alana,” the red head said, reaching out to shake Kelsey’s hand.
“You’re kinda tall,” she laughed.
“Thank you,” Kelsey
smiled. She knew exactly who these two were, having seen plenty of
episodes of the show. She loved the dynamic between the two hosts and was
more than thrilled to be a part of it.
“So real quick before we
go out, has anyone explained to you how the tunnels work?” Alana
asked.
“Oh I’m familiar!
Never miss an episode!” Kelsey said, trying and failing to hide her
excitement.
“Fantastic,” Lauren
responded. “I’ll be normal sized with you, Alana will be shrunken so she
can interview our contestants. Come on out after the introduction!”
Kelsey watched as the
gorgeous red-head walked out onto the stage to cheers and applause from the
fans. Meanwhile, Alana disappeared into a separate room with a size
changing tunnel.
—
Ten men stood in the
tunnel, most of them sweating bullets and finally starting to question if this
was worth it. They all had size fetishes in some way or another, and even
though the odds were stacked against all of them, each had a thought in the
back of their mind that their size fantasy could become a reality.
“Scuse me, coming
through,” Alana said, weaving her way through the nervous bodies standing in
her way. The guys watched as she walked down the tunnel, getting smaller
and smaller with every step. At the end of the tunnel, Alana turned at waves at
the now giant guys standing at the other end. She then opened the door,
her quarter inch body making its way through.
—
“Alright everyone, we’ve
got a very special guest for today's episode of Tiny Lovers,” Lauren said,
smiling into the camera. The stunning red-head winked at the camera, then
turned off stage. “Please welcome, Kelsey!”
The crowd applauded and
cheered as the nervous woman came out on stage. She gave the crowd a shy
wave and hit her lip. “Thank you, thank you,” she said, visibly
blushing.
“So Kelsey, I just gotta
ask, how tall are you?” Lauren said. She was just under eye level with
Kelsey and she was wearing heels.
“I’m uh, six feet on the
dot,” she said with a big smile.
“You hear that everyone,
we’ve got one tall goddess here!” Lauren said enthusiastically. “And why
did you come on the show today?”
“Well, I’m single,” she
paused, knowing it was time to say the show’s slogan. “And I’m here to
find a TINY LOVER!” she shouted along with the audience.
“Alright everyone, you
heard her!” Lauren laughed, placing her hand on Kelsey’s shoulder. “We’re
about to cut to our tiny correspondent Alana. See her there on the floor
everyone?”
Kelsey leaned forward as
Lauren pointed, and she saw what appeared to be an ant on the ground. “Oh
my god, she’s tiny,” she whispered. She had seen the show countless times
but this was the first time she had seen someone actually miniaturized in
person.
“Yep, an eighth of an
inch,” Lauren said with a smile. Off mic she leaned towards Kelsey.
“The same size your tiny guys will be,” she whispered and winked.
Though Lauren couldn’t
hear a word Alana was saying, and she could barely see her, she got the signal
from a producer that they were cutting back to her. “Thanks Alana,” she
said, only able to guess what her co-star said. “Say Kelsey,” she said,
turning her attention to their guest of honor. “Before we bring out our
lucky contestants, I just have to ask, what size shoe are you?”
Blushing once more, Kelsey
smiled. “Uh, size twelve,” she said, as the camera panned down to her
well pedicured toes.
“Holy crap, I think we
should give Alana a closer look. What do you say, audience?” Lauren said,
pandering with a laugh. She leaned in and whispered into Kelsey’s
ear. “Next to her, try not to crush her.”
Biting her lip in
excitement, Kelsey slid her foot out of her Birkenstock. She played it up
to the camera, showing off her nail polish, before slamming it down on the
floor directly next to Alana with a hard *THWACK*. The audience watched
the camera feed from the tiny photographer filming Alana and went wild.
The tiny woman was screaming hysterically, in very real panic. The hosts
were NOT supposed to be involved in any of the danger. The impact from
Kelsey’s giant foot knocked her off her feet onto her ass.
Trying to be a
professional, Alana took a deep breath and walked up to the enormous
foot. She forced a smile as the massive toes twitching behind her still
made her extremely uncomfortable.
With the cameras back on
Lauren, the red-head flashed a smile to the camera. “Already, what do you
say we bring out are ten LUCKY contestants?!” to cheers from the
crowd.
—
Standing at the back of
the tunnel with nine other desperate guys, Jeff wondered if it was too late to
back out of all of this. He then heard some stage hands shouting behind
them that it was time. Three guys started walking down the dark hallway,
only illuminated by the dim lights occasionally radiating from the
panels. They were clearly getting smaller with every step they
took.
Jeff soon found himself
following those three, almost having an out of body experience. His brain
was telling him to back out of this but he just kept walking forward.
Feel a slight bulge in his pants, it was clear which organ was controlling Jeff
at this moment.
Following the three guys
in front of him out of the dark hallway, the bright lights of the stage were
blinding to the men. Jeff could hear the tiny guys talking behind him so
it was clear the rest had followed him down the tunnel. He could hear the
audience before he saw them, and he had seen enough episodes of the show to
know he was probably being filmed by tiny cameramen right now.
When his vision started to
return several seconds later, he realized just how small he was. “Holy
shit, we’re fucking tiny,” he said out loud to no one in
particular.
Looking to his left, Jeff
saw a Hispanic woman wearing a red top and holding a microphone talking to the
camera. “Round one begins now,” she said.
“Wait, what's round one?”
a guy in the back asked. With the group now starting to spread out, they
felt the ground shake beneath them. There was a giant shadow, then an
earth-shaking thud.
The entire roster of
shrunken men turned in horror, to see an absolutely enormous food directly
where one of their tiny companions.
“RUN!” a booming tet
feminine voice called out from above them.
Jeff’s eyes widened and he
started to break into a sprint.