Adam leaned against the hard wall of his office building, puffing at his e-cigarette. He still wasn’t sure if he liked the flavor. It was a new one that was labeled X-treme Change. It wasn’t so much extreme as it was a cross between strawberry and lemon.

He turned off the cigarette after looking at the clock, moving off towards the door. Adam hadn’t been working at the company long, but it had so far been an enjoyable experience. His coworker, Mrs. Beth, was one of the nicest people he had ever met. At twenty two years his senior and almost a full head shorter, Adam thought of her almost as a second mother. She was kind and caring, always doing whatever she could to help her assistant. Since she worked in the H.R. department, that was a lot.

Cool air brushed passed as he entered Mrs. Beth's office, sitting down at her desk chair. While Mrs. Beth was on break he was in charge of organizing some of her files. He logged into the computer again, ready to work. But something felt off. His head was buzzing, his neck felt funny. He started to stand, intending to move towards the bathroom when things suddenly went dark.

Adam opened his eyes to a world that was strange and confusing. The hard floor stretched on in every direction for countless miles, with artificial structures surrounding him, each taller than any mountain he had seen. Yet their sharp edges and straight sides proved that they were not natural. The sky above wasn’t its normal blue either, but rather a dull gray. Surely that was only a trick, for such huge structures could not be constructed inside.

He stood up, trying to find some constant in his world that he could focus on, but finding nothing. The structures high above him started to blur at the tops from the sheer distance, but it almost looked like the edge of Mrs. Beth’s desk. But no, that couldn’t have been possible.

“Mrs. Beth!” Adam shouted, turning around again and again with a growing terror. “Mrs. Beth, where are you?” There was no answer save for a constant low hum. “Hello? Anybody?” He started moving.

There was a great shadowed place to his side, one that was under the object that almost looked like his desk. He walked along the edge of this boundary, his eyes peeled for anything recognizable. Eventually he reached the end of one section of ground, a deep gash in the floor, about six feet deep and three across, was in his way. He leapt over it without thinking too much.

Finally he stopped when he felt something in the ground under his feet. A low rumble, but stronger than anything he felt was possible. Perhaps there was an earthquake in this weird world. But no, something was moving on the edge of his vision, though it was blurred and hard to see. It must have been huge though, bigger than the mountainous structures that surrounded him.

As he watched the object came closer the trembling in the earth grew in intensity. Worried, he started to move off to the side, his eyes locked on the mountain as it lumbered across the land. Steadily it came closer and closer, its appearance slowly coming into focus, its feet slamming on the ground with more and more force.

“No,” Adam breathed, a horrid realization dawning on him. Mrs. Beth’s titanic size five shoe crashed into the earth only a pace away from him. He scurried away desperately, the now giant woman taking no notice of the bug at her feet. She plopped down heavily in her chair, her feet sliding below the desk.

“What the hell!” Adam shouted, fear overtaking him. He didn’t know what had happened but the end results were clear. He had shrunk, and no one knew. He was the size of a gnat, and at the feet of a giant.

He froze as he felt another jolting smash from behind. He turned just quickly enough to witness another foot sailing directly overhead, the sole’s pattern clear. It slammed into the ground next to Mrs. Beth, the giant girl leaning over her shoulder.

Adam had only seen Amanda once before. She was Mrs. Beth’s daughter. An amazingly attractive girl about his age, with long blond hair and a beautiful body. To say he had been attracted to her was an understatement. Now though, she could crush him without a thought.

“H… Hey,” Adam stammered, walking backwards, away from the titans. “I…” he didn’t know what to say. What would it matter? It wasn’t like they could hear him at his size. To them, his words would be nothing more than a squeak, if even that.

But he could hear them, their words booming like thunder. “Well I don’t know where he went,” Mrs. Beth said. “He should be here right now. He's even logged into the computer.”

“That’s too bad,” Amanda answered. “I was looking forward to seeing him.”

“Oh, is someone interested in my assistant?”

Amanda shrugged. “He isn’t bad looking. And I’ve never heard you say a bad word about him.”

“Good point. He isn’t a bad kid. You could definitely do worse. Hopefully he gets back soon.”

“Yeah,” Amanda said, looking around. “I hope so.”

“Hey!” Adam shouted in vain. It had been a couple minutes since the giants first stomped into his life, but he had not been able to think of anything better to do than scream for help. He couldn’t move anywhere, even to cross a single tile would take over an hour. Getting anywhere off the ground was just out of the question. If he didn’t find help he'd end up eaten by some bug, or swept up, or squished under some giant’s massive foot.

He shuddered as he remembered an event from almost a week ago. Adam had been cleaning around Mrs. Beth’s desk when he found a tiny beetle walking around the floor. He had left it be, thinking nothing of the tiny insect. When Mrs. Beth came back to her desk he had all but forgotten about the bug. It was only when she moved her foot, when he heard the crack of its exoskeleton, that he was reminded.

Now he was no bigger than that bug. “Amanda!” he shouted at the giant girl, who's perfectly formed butt was directly in his vision. “Mrs. Beth! Please, someone, look down!” But they didn’t. He was nothing to them anymore. Not even worth the time to glance in his direction.

“Oh, Amanda, would you come with more for a moment?” Mrs. Beth said, standing. “I think I left something in the other room.”

“Sure,” her daughter answered, ready to follow.

“W… wait!” Adam shouted as he saw a titanic sandal crash into the floor. He started sprinting away, thinking of nothing but that poor beetle that had been crushed so mercilessly. He didn’t want to die like that. Then he saw a shadow fall over his pathetic body. When he glanced up the sight of Mrs. Beth’s soiled shoe sole hung above him, the giant woman ready to bring it down.

Her foot fell, slamming into the tiles before the tiny boy. Somehow he had survived, but now the idea of death had become a real threat. Mrs. Beth’s sandal, a size five with a worn down, almost flat sole, and a high heel to add a bit of height, seemed horrific. He shuddered to think what her foot would be like at his size. Even her pinky toe would be large enough to smother him.

Mrs. Beth took another step, sending her miles away from her tiny coworker. For a moment Adam thought that he was safe, that the majority of the danger was passed him. A reminder came in the form of a horrid shadow engulfing his tiny form.

He looked up to see Amanda’s sole hovering above. She was wearing a pair of pink keds, with a sole constructed with thousands of tiny grooves and pits. It was clear they were new, as the pink fabric was untarnished, and the bottom of the shoe only had a few traces of dirt ground into the rubber.

“Wait!” Adam shouted in horror, jumping as far away from the shoe as he could possibly manage. The giant girl’s foot slammed into the tile, the impact alone causing his head to spin.

But he was alive. He looked around, quickly realizing that his desperate leap had sent him just far enough to wind up under the slightly elevated curl of the toe of shoe. At such a proximity he could make out each and every scratch and imperfection in the brown material, but that seemed inconsequential. He was alive.

A boom sounded from far away, then the girl’s shoe started to move. Continuing the simple motion of a step she shifted her weight onto her toes, the front part of her shoe coming down. “No!” Adam screamed, crawling as quickly as he could to avoid being crushed. He screamed as he felt an immeasurable pressure at his feet, quickly creeping onto his legs, all the way up to his thighs. The tip of her toe finally met the tile, half of Adam’s body squished beneath.

His cries and screams didn’t even register to the giant girl as she continued her steps. She peeled her foot off the ground, leaving his crippled body in her wake. Adam tried to move but found himself unable to do anything more than move his arms. His legs, up to his thighs, had been completely flattened under the unimaginable weight.

After a couple minutes the pain became almost bearable. It must have been due to the nature of the injury; his nerves must have been severed or crushed. Now he only felt a sharp stab where the crushing stopped, and a numbness everywhere else. He was still helpless though, his legs stuck to the floor like glue.

How did this happen? Only a few moments ago he had been a normal sized person, talking to Mrs. Beth as an equal. Now he had been crushed by her unaware daughter, left to die on the floor. All that was left was to wait for that beauty to come back and finish him.

Time passed slowly after that, perhaps it was due to blood loss. Eventually he felt the trembles in the earth again. He saw, in the distance, a thin body moving towards him, a pair of thick pink shoes stepping ever closer.

“Thanks for the help deer,” Mrs. Beth said.

“No problem. I love helping you out,” Amanda answered, stepping over the half squashed bug on the ground without a thought.

Mrs. Beth’s shoe then rose up, poised to stomp down, crushing anything that happened to be under her sole. Adam was almost ready to embrace it, for her shoe was directly overhead. It started to come down.

“Oh, what's that?” Amanda said, pointing to something on the ground by her desk.

“What deer?” Mrs. Beth asked, swerving her foot just enough to avoid crushing the tiny bug.

“Oh, never mind,” Amanda answered, bending down and grabbing the object. “I think it's just a fake rhinestone.”

“Yeah, probably,” Mrs. Beth answered. “I wonder if it came off my sandals.” She glanced down at her feet, eyes peeled for any inconsistencies with the pattern on her sandals. She stopped when she noticed a tiny, moving black spot on the floor. “Oh, I think I found a bug,” she said down.

“Mrs. Beth!” Adam was shouting, waving his hands with as much force as he could. Somehow she had spotted his body. Still the sight of such a giant creature looking down at him, a god looking upon his form, was terrifying. But he needed her help. “Please, Mrs. Beth. Please!”

“I think it's moving,” Amanda said, joining her mother, blond hair falling around her perfect face in light locks.

“I think it's hurt. Amanda, you might have stepped on it before.”

“Poor little buggy,” Amanda said down. “I didn’t mean to step on you. Sorry.” It almost sounded like there was a little bit of sympathy in her words.

“It's fine,” Mrs. Beth answered, her tone care free. “There's a lot of bugs around here, I’m sure I crush a bunch everyday. They are bugs, after all. They always manage to wander under my feet.”

“I suppose so,” Amanda said. “It's still sad though. I hate to see something suffer.”

Adam had almost stopped moving, his eyes fixed on the two titans above. He heard every one of their words and it was terrifying to hear them talk about him in such a way. He wasn’t just a bug, he was a person. Why was this happening to him, why was Mrs. Beth so huge? It shouldn’t be this way, he didn’t want to be squished like some inconsequential insect.

“It's okay honey,” Mrs. Beth answered, looking down. “I’ll just take care of it for you.”

“No,” Adam breathed in horror. Her size five sandal rose over his head, the thick sole taking up almost all of his vision. It was huge, old and worn, the sole flattened to the point where the original pattern was invisible.

He couldn’t believe that he was about to be crushed by someone he cared so much about. Mrs. Beth had been so kind to him, they had been such good friends. But now that was all over. She was prepared to kill him, and with no more reason than she could.

“Goodbye bug,” he heard her say. It was the last words he would ever hear. Her shoe crashed to the ground, whatever was left of his tiny body exploding under the disgusting pressure of the five-foot tall titan.