It had been three full years since the last family reunion. Our whole extended family tended to get together every three our four years for a reunion centered usually on a wedding or anniversary.

This year was special because instead of having a reunion at a family member's house as we usually did, various parts of the family put some money together and rented a cabin up in the Vermont hills. There would be more than thirty of us there in four generations.

Now for the longest time I was afraid to admit this but since we're all over I can let it out: I have a second cousin named Jane whom I had a crush on for a number of years. (My father's mother's brother's daughter's daughter, sort that one out) Now a cousin crush might seem discusting, but if you laid eyes on her you would understand in an instant. After all, she is only a second cousin and therefore only barely related. She had a beautiful slender body and medium blond hair, though strong from her days of running and hiking throughout the wilderness of Vermont.

I first had a crush on her ten years ago when I was 13 and she was 11. We met for the first time at one of the previous family reunions, this time for the 50th anniversary of a beloved great aunt who is sadly no longer living. Seeing that their family lived in Vermont and ours in New Jersey, it was not all that far to visit a couple times a year for the next several years. Through all those summers of hiking, playing sports, video games, watching movies, and most magical of all big family slumber parties, I had to keep the feelings to myself.

But it was about four years ago that I was finally able to forget about this crush. I got a normal, non-related girlfriend and that went on for about three years, and I thought that was that.

Indeed, when I first got out of the car and greated my family members, I didn't feel any stab of romantic feeling. Granted, Jane's beauty was greater than ever now at the more mature age of 21. I also noticed the presence of an engagement ring on her finger.

"It's good to see you, how have you been?" Jane asked.

"Not bad," I said. We exchanged small talk for a few minutes before Jim, Jane's 19-year-old brother, came up to us.

"Hey, me and some of our cousins from Arizona are going up to the lake. Want to come?" Jim asked.

"No thanks, I think I'll stay here a bit." Jane said. Part of me wanted to stay back with her, but I knew it would look bad if I didn't join the guys up at the lake.

"Sure, I'll come." I said. I followed Jim to his pickup truck where three of my cousins from yet another branch of the family tree were waiting. They raged in ages from late teens to early twenties.

We drove up to the "lake", which was more like a pond, but still looked like a great place to go swimming. There were already a few people there, mostly younger kids. But as we got out of the truck and made our way to the water, I was stopped in my tracks.

I felt like I was looking back in time at Jane durring the height of my crush for her. But the girl in front of me was not Jane, it was her sixteen-year-old sister Kelly.

It had been three years since I'd seen Kelly, and in that time she had really grown out. She was a couple inches taller than her sister, and her blonde hair had a little wave to it that her sister's lacked. Her bikinni showed of her now-womanly body esquisetly, and I found myself at a loss for words.

"Hey Greg, how have you been?" Kelly asked.

"I, uh, good," I stumbled.

"Hey, get in the water, it's warm!" Jim called from the lake.

We swam for a while, Jim and I and the other older cousins giving piggy-back rides to our younger cousins in the lake. But the whole time I could not take my eyes off Kelley, who was playing with the younger female cousins. It was so strange to think that just a few years ago she was one of those younger cousins, now she is a young woman.

A few minutes later I was resting on a rock by myself, and to my great suprise, Kelly came swimming up beside me.

"Hi," I said. "Enjoying the water?"

"Yeah." Kelly said. "It really reminds me of being a little kid."

"It sure does." I said.

"It seems like those kids were babies just a few years ago." Kelly said. "Now they're probably already playing truth or dare."

"I remember that." I said.

"Of course you do." Kelly said. "You and your brother used to play with my siblings, and you used to tell me I was too young to play with you!"

"You're old enough now," I said, stating the obvious.

"Hey, you want to play?" Kelly asked.

"What? Are you serious?" I asked, though could not help but feel a tingle of excitement.

"Yes!" Kelly said. "Let's do it! Truth or dare."

"You can't be--okay, fine, truth. No...dare." I said.

"Okay. I dare you to kiss me." Kelly said. My heart practically stopped.

"What?" I asked, looking around to see if anyone was near us. Fortuanitely we were around a bend in the lake and no one was in site.

"Really, kiss me." Kelly said. "I've always wanted to kiss someone I admired."

"Admired? Me?" I asked.

"Yes, you." She said. "I've dated a few of the boys at my crummy school, but I always wanted to kiss someone a little older, someone with experiance. I've always known you as a good guy."

"Well--okay." I said, trying not to let it be known how excited I was starting to feel.

We moved together around the rock and are lips locked in a kiss. Far from being the young kisser I thought Kelly would be, she kissed with a passion and skill that I would have never dreamed to have expected.

After the kiss ended, Kelly only smiled at me. "Wow." I said. "That was--"

Suddenly, I started to feel a tingling sensation in the tip of my tounge. It travelled into the rest of my body and everything started going swimmy. My last image before falling unconcious was Kelly looking down on me smiling.

When I came to I didn't know where I was. Just a minute ago I had been on a rock in a pond, and oh, that kiss! But I had passed out, which was most strange.

I was lying down on a surface that I could not recognise. It wasn't ground and its texture was unlike anything I had ever felt. However, it was very comfertable.

I tried looking around me, but it felt that my eyes were playing tricks on me. Nothing I saw made any sense.

"Don't worry, you're safe!" I heard Kelly's voice, but amplified and somewhat distant. I looked up and to my complete shock I saw Kelly's face, but it was twice as tall as my entire body.

"Don't panic!" Kelly said, running a finger down my front in an effort to calm me, but really just causing me to freek out more.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I shrunk you!" Kelly said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"You shrunk me?" I asked. It certianly seemed as though I was shrunk. I could now see that we were still in the lake but everything had exploded to outrageous proportions. Also, I realised that the surface I was laying on was in fact Kelly's hand. But this was impossible. How could I be shrunk.

"I used a spell on you." Kelly said. "After I said the incantation, the size of the first man I kissed would be subject to my whims."

"Is that the only reason you kissed me, to shrink me?" I asked.

"It wasn't the only reason." Kelly said, blushing a little.

"Can you reverse this?" I asked.

"I could--but I'm not going to." Kelly said, grinning. "You're mine now."

"But why me?" I asked.

"For years now I wanted to possess you." Said Kelly. "I saw the way you used to look at my sister--don't act all suprised, it wasn't exactly hard to see--and I always felt that I was beneith your gaze, not worthy for you."

"I'm sorry." I said. "You were very young at the time. But you shouldn't think that. You've become a very beautiful woman."

"You think so?" Kelly asked.

"Yes, absolutely." I said honestly. If anything, her giantess size made her even more beautiful in my eyes, her ladylike features expanded to mind-boggling proportions.

"You're a sweet guy. You're going to make a nice little man doll." Kelly said.

"A doll?" I asked incredulously.

"That's right." Kelly said. "I even have a house for you and everything."

"You can't treat me like this!" I said.

"I figured you'd be mad at first, but I know you'll come around to being mine." Kelly said.

"Yeah right." I said, though my heart was not entirely agreeing with my words.

"I think someone is comming." Kelly said. "quick, in here!"

To my utter suprise Kelly lifted me to her chest and slid me into the cup of her bikkini top. The fabric of the bakinni pressed me gently but firmly against the unbelivably soft and comfertable skin of Kelly's breast. I felt her flesh hug me and I could even feel the beet of her huge heart pulsing through her skin. I found my resentment of the situation ebbing away.

Kelly started moving. Suddenly there was water all around me as Kelly began swimming back. I could feel myself be tossed every which was as Kelly swam, but I was hugged tightly against her breast. Just when I thought I was going to pass out again, this time from lack of oxygen, Kelly emerged from the water and walked to the shore.

The world went black as Kelly wrapped a towel around herself. The added pressure of the towel caused me to be pressed even closer to Kelly's breast, causing me to squirm for a better position. I could have sworn I felt Kelly reacting to my squirming; I could scarecly imagine what kind of sensation this was for her.

I didn't know what was happening for the next few minutes, but I thought I felt a vehicle in motion. This was revealed a short while later when the towel was removed, flooding the area with light again. Kelly removed me from her chest and I could see that I was in one of the rooms of the rented cabin, presumably Kelly's.

"Did you enjoy that?" Kelly asked. I stayed quiet, fearing that any word would betray how enjoyable that was. Kelly placed me on the bedside table, which was about waist level to her.

"I want to tell you the rules of this spell." Kelly said. "I can make you any size I want from normal size to a speck, and I can change your size as much as I want without limit. However, I can't make you larger than full size."

"Naturally." I said.

"Also, you must stay within one mile of me." Kelly said. "Otherwise, you will instantly revert to three inches tall, the size you are now."

I thought about this for the moment. I would be able to become full-sized again under the provisions of this spell, but I would still by under Kelly's close watch.

"And don't go looking for ways of cancelling the spell." Kelly said. "The only way to end the spell is for me to release you."

"Looks like I'm stuck." I said.

"Yep." Kelly said. "Now I'm going to go downstairs for a while, they probably wonder what has been keeping me. But I'll be back for you soon!"

with that, Kelly left the room, leaving me standing on the night stand to think about my situation.

When Kelly left the room I found my head spinning. I had been shrunk to three inches tall, and she wanted me to be her doll!

I was proud to be an independent person and I didn't like anyone looking after me, let alone making me into a doll for their amusement. But the way Kelly held me in her hand and put me in her bikkinni made me feel things that I did not wish to acknowledge. It was as if part of me still wanted to be cared for in that way.

And if I were to be a doll to anyone, there weren't many people more stunningly beautiful as Kelly. I remember Jim telling me before how he always had to ward off guys hitting on his sister, and Kelly herself had probably been on dates with more guys by age sixteen than I had by age twenty three.

Not only was Kelly smart, but she was also pretty talented. She fancied herself a singer-songwriter and had posted a few videos of her playing the guitar and singing on YouTube. I had come across those a few weeks back and was impressed by the passion she put into her music.

Now that I looked around the room, I saw that her guitar was here, sitting in the corner of the room. It was great and monumental, much like Kelly herself at this point, standing proud like the guitar atop the Hard Rock Cafe in Las Vegas.

I felt a sudden urge to climb down from the table. It wasn't an urge founded in a desire to escape, but rather the desire to explore. Here I was, three inches tall, in the room of a beautiful teenage cousin. I wanted to see what was around.

Fortuanitely, the table was close enough to the bed that I could climb down the fabric of the blanket to the ground. I never imagined the fabric to look so coarse, but everything looks different at this size.

Now standing on the floor the room looked extremely massive, as if it were a cathederal. The beds towered over me like five story buildings, and the walls were like cliffs lining the room.

I walk along the foot of the bed when I notice something: Kelly's sandals! They were sitting there, one upright and one on its side. As I approached them, I could smell the scent of Kelly's feet upon them, and it was not altogether a bad smell.

I climbed up on one of them. I could see an indentation where the weight of Kelly's heel pressed down on the sandal, and smaller indentations at the front for each of her toes. The space between these indentations was greater than my entire height. It made me truly feel how tiny I was knowing that Kelly's foot was more than twice as long as I was tall.

I stretched out on the sandal, my head near the sole and my feet closer to the toes. The smell of Kelly surrounded me and I felt as though I was close to her again.

Dispite all the excitement of the day, the heat of the afternoon and my comfortable position in Kelly's shoe started to make me drowsy. I started drifting off into a halfway stage between daydreaming and true dreaming. I kept picturing Kelly as a giantess, towering over me. Or was it Jane? My fantasies seemed to shift.

The sound of the giant door opening snapped my back to conciousness. For a thrilling second I thought it was Jane, but it was Kelly. She looked at the place where she had left me and a look of concern came across her face. Her eyes darted around the room until she saw me in her sandal.

"Aww, look at you." Kelly cooed. "All nice and snug in Jane's sandal."

Jane's sandal? I thought it had been Kelly's. Maybe that was why the odor had been so intoxicating.

"Even though you're cute, I still should punish you for worrying me." Kelly said.

"What do you mean?" I asked fearfully as Kelly stepped towards me.

"I was going to ask Jane if I could borrow these shoes." Kelly asked. Before I could react, Kelly was slipping her bare foot into the shoe. I tried to move backwards but there was nowhere to go as Kelly's toes came  to press me into the back of Jane's shoe. I felt myself overwhelmed by the pressure and the scent as Kelly's foot wiggled on top of me trying to get into a more comfertable position.

"Just kidding, I'm not going to punish you." Kelly said, withdrawling her foot from the shoe.

"Um...thank you?" I said, not sure what to say.

"What have you been up to?" Kelly asked.

"I've just been looking around, looking at your guitar..." I said.

"Want me to play a song for you?" Kelly asked, eagerly.

I felt it would be best to give my giantess cousin what she wanted, so I said "Sure." Besides, she did have a very beautiful voice.

Kelly took her guitar out of its case like a submarine comming out of its base. Leaning her guitar against the bed, she lifted me up out of the shoe. Sitting down, she placed the guitar upright in her lap and me across her knee.

"This one is called 'Your Eyes'." Kelly said. She began to play the guitar and sing. The rich tones of the guitar vibrated through my entire body as if I was standing right next to some of the largest speekers ever created. Kelly's delicate but strong voice boomed overhead singing an optomistic lyric about love.

The song lasted about three minutes. After it was done I applauded, my tiny claps bringing a smile to Kelly's face.

"What do you think?" Kelly asked.

"It was very nice." I said.

"Tell me what you really think. Don't try to be nice to me." Kelly said, more seriously now. I had to think for a minute; I had not expected to make a serious critique of her performance, expecially sitting on her giant knee.

"It was nice, although a bit simplistic." I said. "There are a few things you can do to spice it up. For example, instead of playing a plain C chord after the B minor in the chorus, you could...what?" Kelly was smiling at me.

"This is exactly why I wanted you!" Kelly said, beaming.

"Why you wanted--I thought you just wanted to shrink me to possess me!" I said, hard to believe I was talking in such a manor.

"Yes, I wanted to own you as my own little music coach!" Kelly said.

I didn't know whether to be appalled or flattered. "I can't believe you shrunk me for my music skills!"

"Well, I've always thought you were handsome as well." Kelly said, giggling like a young girl and turning red.

"I hope you know I haven't sold any records or anything." I said.

"I listened to your music on MySpace." Kelly said.

"Oh that." I said resentfully. "That never got off the ground."

"That's just because your music was in a tinny MIDI format, and let's be honest, your singing voice isn't so great." Kelly said.

"Don't remind me." I said sourly.

"But your songs themselves are really good!" Kelly said. "I looked past the production values and saw the potential. Plus, your lyrics are pretty good too."

"Gee, thanks," I said. Now it was my turn to turn a little red, rarely had I gotten such a strong compliment about my music.

"I was thinking we would make a great team." Kelly said, holding me up in her hand. "With your songwriting abilities combined with my singing and guitar playing, there's nothing we can't do!"

"The deal sounds great for you." I said. "But I'm stuck being a doll!"

"Why, I think you've got the best part of the deal!" Said Kelly. "Think about it: you don't have to work anymore! I'll take care of you and you can spend all your free time writing music. You'll just be my toy when I need you to be."

"But I like taking care of myself." I said.

"Is that really true?" Kelly asked. "How much do you like living alone right now?"

"Not that much." I admitted. in truth, I hated comming home to an empty apartment every day.

"And you haven't had a job since the warehouse laid you off." Kelly said. "And you have no kids, no wife or girlfriend, and few friends that would miss you."

It was the honest truth. "How do you know all this?" I asked.

"Oh, I've done enough internet searches," Kelly said guiltily.

"stalker!" I exclaimed. Kelly laughed.

"I guess so." She said. "So what do you say? Will you be mine? If you say yes, I can satisfy you in ways you've only dreamed of."

Kelly started running her finger delicately up and down my exposed front. My body shivered at the sensation, awed at the sheer power of Kelly's effortless carress.

"I don't exactly have a choice, do I?" I asked

"I'd be so much happier if you said yes willingly." Kelly said earnestly. I thought about it for a moment. Kelly's logic was sound, and the more I thought about it there was nothing really for me in my normal life. Perhaps being the toy of this beautiful young blond bombshell would be fun after all.

"Yes Kelly. I'll be yours." I said.

"Ohh, thank you." Kelly said. She pressed my tiny body up to her lips giving me a large kiss that covered most of my body.

"We are going to have so much fun!" Kelly beamed down at me.

I was Kelly's.