“We got the results back from your tests... It seems you do have the shrinking gene.” The doctor told me. My world collapsed around me as I heard the news. All of my future plans shattered. All of my excitement towards the upcoming weeks, gone. Now my mind was rattling with fear of what’s coming next.  

“Fuck” I whispered under my breathe.  

“I’m afraid that it looks like the gene is already fairly deep into the process and it can hit fast and hard. But everything can be okay.” The doctor said as handing me a pamphlet titled ‘Adjusting to the Small Life’. 

The doctor rambled about how to adjust to the new life and what opportunities I still had, but I knew how tinies were treated. There are tiny rights activists out there, but the vast majority of people nowadays see them as little pests and burdens to take care of. So most don’t. I know my family wouldn’t treat me very well if I went to them when I shrunk. My mom and sisters would probably get enjoyment out of harassing their newly tiny family member. Maybe they’ll treat me better than they treat tinies that they find on the streets.  

What I was most worried about was my girlfriend, Kristen. We were in love. She was my everything and I was her everything. We had a great relationship and it seemed like nothing could ever stop us. Nothing, but this. She was gorgeous and quite frankly, out of my league. Her eyes were a dark brown, but there was a sparkle to them every time we looked in each other's eyes. She was very fashionable and had a modern punk hair cut where it was short on one side. The punk haircut didn’t completely fit her personality. She was such a sweet girl, to everyone. Well, everyone but tinies. She was more fun than I was, more unpredictable/chaotic, more playful. I had been ready to propose to her for a while now, but haven’t had the right opportunity. Just a little size difference shouldn't ruin our relationship, right? I thought back to all the memories I had of her tormenting tinies. I had always seen tinies as people, well because they were people. Just smaller. In my eyes at least.  

When I first started dating Kristen, I liked everything about her. But then as we were walking home one day, we were romantically walking down the sidewalk, eyes locked, sunset behind us, but then her eyes shifted to the ground and blew up with excitement.  

“Woah! Look how big that one is!” She excitedly exclaimed as she ran over to the miniscule body. She stood over the tiny man, who must have been nearly two inches tall, which was rather large for a tiny. The man stood in her shadow as the giantess loomed above him with her hands on her hips and a smile running across her face. She stepped closer and squat down, mesmerized by the tiny guy. 

“I’m keeping this one.” She said as she turned around and smiled at me. She picked him up and shoved him between her breasts. She skipped back to me and grabbed my hand to continue the walk.  

“You’re just gonna take him like that?” I asked.  

“Yeah? Why not?” She asked confused. “Don’t tell me you’re one of those tiny rights activists.” 

“Oh, umm, no. It's just... I don’t want another man enjoying my woman’s boobs like that.” I said trying to save the tiny man and save myself from losing my chance with this girl.  

Kristen smiled up to me, “Okay.” She plucked the tiny guy out of her breasts and kicked off her shoe and quickly dropped him in. With a little wave goodbye and a blown kiss, she inserted her foot back into the shoe and looked back at me smiling. I didn’t look as amused.  

Her expression changed to curiosity. “What’s wrong babe? Don’t tell me you don’t want another man enjoying my smelly feet. You’re not into that, right?” 

“No of course not. It’s nothing. Shall we continue the walk?” I said as I tried to push past the fact that I didn’t like what she was doing. We walked into the sunset, with a tiny man tagging along for the ride.  

This was only the first of many times that I would let my girlfriend torment tinies. Eventually she even got me to join in on the torment. The first time was when she had a tiny girl in her pocket. She leaned in and kissed me while taking the girl out. She used one hand to pull my boxers out and dropped the tiny girl and let go of the boxers. My boxers snapped shut and I looked down concerned about what had just happened. I could feel the tiny girl fall through my pubes and onto my cock.  

“Babe come on.” I said as I felt bad for the innocent tiny in my pants.  

Kristen whispered into my ear and grinded against my cock. I couldn’t help but get aroused, with my cock pushing the tiny girl harder into my boxers and against my girlfriend’s dry humps.  

“See, isn't this fun?” She asked with a big smile on her face. Before I could even get a word out, she jumped on top of me, pushing me into the couch and started making out.  

Over the years all of the torment that I allowed to happen and joined in on, I had accumulated enough guilt and karma to make me think that I deserve whatever is coming to me.  

I left the doctor’s office, throwing out the pamphlet on my way out. I got in my car and drove back to my and my girlfriend’s apartment. The whole time I was dreading getting there, which was a first for me. I love her and love seeing her. Why should a little bad news ruin everything? 

I pulled into my parking spot and sat there for a second, gathering the courage to walk in. I closed my eyes and took deep breathes for a second, before hopping out of the car and walking towards the apartment.  

Upon entering I was greeted with the delighted voice of Kristen coming from the living room, as she sat on the couch. “Darling you’re home!” She cheered.  

I saw her with her feet on the coffee table and a tiny person at her feet, probably giving her a massage like she likes to do after a long day or after a run. She kicked the tinies away and sprung to her feet. She quickly ran over to the door, put her hands behind her back, and tip toed so she could reach my lips and gave me a quick kiss. This might be the last time she’ll ever do that. Either because she’s about to break up with me, or I’ll be the smaller one...  By a lot. I wasn’t tall. I was 5’7, but that was still taller than Kristen who was 5’2. But 5’7 was a hell of a lot taller than what I was about to be. 

“How was your day?” I asked Kristen as she came down from the kiss.  

“Awful, awful, awful. But... Its better now that you’re here.” She said. “Come on quick, I’m watching a movie and I found a good batch of tinies to give us massages.” Kristen pulled my arm and started guiding us to the couch, but she didn’t make it far before I resisted and pulled away.  

“About that...” I hesitated. “I...” 

Before I could finish Kristen blurted out, “Did you cheat on me?” 

“What, no. I would never.” I quickly answered.  

“Then what is it?” She asked, confused. She guided me to the couch and we sat down holding each other’s hands.  

“You love me, right?” I asked.  

Quickly Kristen shouted, “A million times, yes.” She kicked her feet up onto the coffee table in front of two tiny girls who were ready to obey her orders.  

I grabbed her leg and gently pulled it away, removing the giant foot from where one of the tiny girls stood. She still had her other foot up and flexed her toes as she enjoyed the immediate massage from the girl on the right.  

“I... I’m going to be like them...” I softly said while nodding my head towards the shrunken girls.  

“What? Like those buff guys in the movie I’m watching? Sure, I wouldn’t mind if you got a little bigger, but there’s no need to change...” Kristen started saying before getting cut off. 

“No, no. Like the girls.” I said.  

“Like... You are going to... become a girl? I’m totally fine with that babe. I want you to be who you are and if you feel like you’re a girl, then...” She said as she misunderstood again, or maybe was in denial of what I was really trying to bring up. 

I cut her off once again, “Tiny. I’m going to become a tiny.” I regretfully said.  

Kristen’s face was full of shock and confusion. It quickly turned to anger and she crossed her arms and said, “You said you didn’t have the shrinking gene.” She looked away, frustrated with the situation.  

“I said I don’t think I have the shrinking gene. I checked with the doctor today, and it turns out I do.” I said while rubbing her leg, trying to get her to even face me.  

She turned back at looked fiercely at me and said, “I’m mad at you.” 

“Does this mean... We’re done?” My voice quivered.  

“Of course not. I love you, silly.” She said, still with her arms firmly crossed. “But I’m mad at you!” 

“You know I can’t control it!” I refuted. 

“I know... But, I’m still mad.” She said. “Can we... do the thing I wanted to do? Before you shrink.” She used her right foot and pinched a tiny girl between her toes and kicked her foot up onto My lap. 

“Babe...” I whimpered.  

“Come on, I’ve always wanted you to fuck me with a tiny in me. Or at least in the condom.” Kristen said, now leaning in with puppy dog eyes. “Pleeeeease?” 

I froze up, empathizing with the innocent girl. “I... I don’t think that’s appropriate right now.” 

Kristen pulled my pants down with her left foot and proceeded to use both of her feet to rub my cock until I was hard, all the while, the tiny girl was stuck between her toes and being rubbed into my cock. She placed the tiny girl on the head of my cock and grabbed a condom. She rolled it over the tiny girl, trapping her with a giant cock.  

I looked down at the girl, full of guilt. Suddenly the girl started growing inside the condom. This has never happened before. There aren’t any cases of tinies returning to normal size. There is hope now. I smiled and looked up to Kristen, who wasn’t sharing the same enthusiasm. She looked the opposite actually. Confused, I looked back down and noticed that, the girl wasn’t growing. I was shrinking. The condom ripped off and the girl took a deep breath for air. The tiny girl was now at waist height. Quickly I shrank smaller and smaller until I was the same height as the tiny girl, who was about an inch tall. The girl looked at me angerly, for good reason. The anger didn’t scare me at first, but a few seconds later I started to worry. The tiny girl stood up next to me and towered above me. Probably double my height. I tried to stand confidently, next to the girl, but my knees couldn’t help but shake. I slowly looked to my right and that’s when my knees gave out and I collapsed. There was a pair of giant eyes inspecting the two tiny people on the table. They were massive. They were dark brown and I could see all of the detail in her iris. They were the same eyes that he’s looked into a million times, but it felt different. Not because they were a hundred times bigger, but because they lacked that sparkle that I loved to see in her eyes.  

“You’re fucking tiny.” Kristen's voice boomed. Her warm minty breath was like a mild wind pushing into me. She did not look happy with my new form. Two giant fingers glided through the air towards me. I jumped back, afraid of massive objects casually flying through the air. The hand loomed above me and came down. I stuck my arms out and closed my eyes, only to hear the tiny girl scream as she got lifted away. The girl dangled in front of Kristen’s eyes. 

“I won’t be needing you anymore.” Kristen said as she pulled the tiny figure even higher and opened her mouth. She dropped the inch-tall girl into her mouth and knelt back down to my level. I watched as she swashed the girl around her mouth. At one point the girls tiny arm poke out, reaching for someone to save her. But that’s not how these things work. Kristen swallowed her whole and smiled. 

“Hello darling.” The voice boomed once again.  

I was frozen in place. My heart was pounding and I couldn’t help but feel for the tiny girl, now being digested by my giant girlfriend. That very well could have been me. Or if I get on her bad side, maybe that will be me someday. No, no. She loves me. She’ll treat me good, right? 

“As mad as I am that you’re a tiny now, I have to admit, you are adorable.” Kristen said as she brought both of her hands to surround me. She gently pinched both of my arms and started playing with me as if I was some toy. “Oooo look at me, I’m John. You better watch out cause because I’ll punch you in the pinky toe if you’re mean to me.” She said, mocking my size.  

“Babe... Stop treating me like a toy.” I shouted up to her, so she could hear me.  

“Oh? The itty-bitty bug is trying to stand up for itself?” She laughed. “It’s not like you can stop me. I can do whatever I want.” She said as poking me in the stomach and knocking me over.  

For a second, I sat on the ground and looked at the gigantic face ahead of me, almost in defeat. I have to stand up for myself.  

I sprung up to me feet and shouted, “Kristen! Stop with the games!” 

Her hand reached out and pinched me tight together. She held me up for a second in front of her face. Her mouth opened slightly and her tongue came out to lick her lips. The gigantic mouth opened. “I don’t think you understand how small and insignificant you are.” She said and bit her lip with a light smile. 

Within a couple of seconds, she brought me all the way from in front of her face, to the hardwood floors. It felt like the drop of a rollercoaster, but much more terrifying as the only thing holding me in is the gentle grip of my girlfriend. She released me about an inch above the ground, but that was still quite the fall for me. I fell on my back my head slammed into the ground. My eyes focused on the towering woman above me. It was a whole new perspective. She was a sky scraper and I was a bug. I Looked up to her face, which she had to lean forward for it not to be covered by her modest sized breasts. I felt uneasy looking up to her. Her hands were on her hips and I could see what it was like for the first tiny that she caught with me. The power she has over me with just a simple stance and a look. The hopelessness I felt from just from being in her presence. I had no control. Of anything that would happen. I could stand up and run away, but I would be plucked up by the soft hand that I would hold as we walked down the streets. I slowly sat up and looked to my left and to my right. On both sides of me were monumental feet that moved excitedly and toes that bounced with life. I have never seen objects that large move as freely and as swiftly. Sprouting from the feet were smooth and tan legs that seemed to go on for miles. They went into dark blue jean shorts with white tatters throughout. Her lose shirt allowed me to see up to her bra which held two mountains. Finally, I looked back at her face to see a haunting smile. She’s smiled at me a million times, but this one looked much different. It wasn’t lovingly like usual. The smile was sly and full of control. I always empathized with tinies, but now I truly know how terrifying it is. And nothing has even happened yet.  

Right on cue, Kristen’s left foot scooched its way over to me. She dug her heel into the ground and waved her gigantic sole above me, while wiggling her toes. Her foot swung back and forth and between the toes I could catch a glimpse of her menacing smile. Her foot slowly came closer and closer. Now my whole sky was a vast, tan landscape. I was engulfed in a shadow and my whole world started going dark. Through the darkness, I could see every miniscule detail of her foot that I would never see at my normal size. I saw tiny crumbs plastered onto her soft skin. I saw the wavy crevices flow throughout her foot. I saw her toes paved with the gigantic ridges of her toe prints. Mesmerized by the immeasurable size of my girlfriend’s foot, I hadn’t even noticed the thick, humid air eradiating from her foot. The pungent air crawled its way into my nose and I was hit with one of the strongest smells I had ever experienced. Kristen’s feet didn’t smell that bad when we were normal size. I just thought it was degrading for tinies to be forced to her feet. I didn’t realize what the smell would be like for them. 

Her foot retracted slightly, with her heel still dug into the ground. Her big toe lowered and she scrunched her toes until the toe, much bigger that my whole body, pressed into me. The pressure was centered at my stomach and the wind was knocked out of me. I felt like I was going to explode.  

“Boop” Kristen peacefully said as she put me through all of this trauma.  

Her foot moved to the side and she squat down to get a closer look at me. She brushed her hair out of her face and smiled at my insignificant form.  

“You see how powerless you are to me now, huh.” Kristen said casually. “I own you. I control you.” 

Her hand reached down and removed me from the hard floor and deposited me in her other hand. The soft, warm, cushiony surface almost made me feel safe for a second, but a glimpse of Kristen's giant face pulled away any hope from my mind.  

“Not so tuff anymore, huh.” She said almost scolding me. “You’re lucky I love you.” 

Her eyes gently closed and her lips reached out until they arrived at my miniature body. Her moist lips swallowed up my body and then pushed and pulled away, leaving with a, ‘Mwah’. 

I couldn’t settle on an emotion to feel. Relieved? No. Not after everything. Scared? Mostly, yeah. Worried? Definitely. Most of all, I was curious on what would come next. I feel like throughout life it was so hard to plan for my future. To decide what to do. I thought I finally figured it out. I found a job I nearly enjoyed. I found the girl of my dreams. I figured things out when I thought I never could. But now all of that was pointless. My future is no longer what I planned. It’s no longer in my control. I’m completely powerless. I’m either going to be loved and cared for by my loving girlfriend, or toyed with for the rest of my life, like some bug, or maybe even handed off to my family or someone at random. All I know is that I have no say in what's next. 

“Psst, bug boy.” She said to pull me out of my thoughts. “Let’s finish this movie I was watching. What do you say?” 

Surprised, I excitedly popped up, “Um... Yeah! Of course!” 

She placed me on top of her left ear, on the side where her hair was shorter, and kicked her feet back up on the coffee table to watch her movie. Right. She is my girlfriend. She loves me and was just messing with me. Maybe things will be okay? I tried not to think about what was going to happen next and just enjoyed spending time with my girlfriend again. I cuddled up into her hair and got lost into the stupid movie we were watching.  

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“Pretty good movie, huh babe? I said as the credits started to roll.  

Kristen stayed silent. I leaned forward to try to catch a glimpse of her face, but couldn’t see from my angle. I could hear a light breathing with the slightest little snore occasionally. She was asleep. Well now what. I’m stuck on my girlfriend’s ear until she wakes up? I climbed onto the top of her ear and hung my head over the edge to whisper into her ear. 

“Psst. Babe. Wake up.” I said 

I knew I was probably talking too quietly for my size, but I didn’t want to startle her. I leaned further over the edge of her ear to try again, but it turns out that the ear isn't the best place for me to be hanging from. My little weight caused the slightest amount of pressure, that made the ground beneath me bend forward. I wasn’t ready for the slight shift and I slid off the top of her ear, crashing down on her shoulder. Before I could even gather myself, I rolled off the giant cliff that was my girlfriend’s body. I tried to grab on for my life, but her smooth skin didn’t allow for me to get a grip. I slid along her collar bone for a second before being deposited right onto her left boob. 

The giant sideways hill curved before reaching her loose shirt. I looked up to see through the collar of her shirt and up and her peacefully sleeping face. I couldn’t see much more than her chin and her nose. Being in her shirt wasn’t going to do me any good so I decided I had to travel down her monumental body to escape the prison of cloth and get back into the real world. I very slowly scooched down the center of her boob until the angle got too steep and I started to slide. It felt like at a waterpark when you approach the big drop and your stomach drops. At a waterpark you know it's going to be okay because thousands of people have gone before you and all of them are okay. But now you were the first to try this new roller coaster with no support or safety measures to keep you alive. I panicked as I slid down her chest and grabbed her nipple to stop me from falling. I knew I couldn’t stay here forever and I had to drop eventually, but I wasn’t ready. From outside the shirt I heard a groan and one second there was less light coming through her shirt as her hand approached, and the next second I was being pressed between the soft hill of flesh and a hand pushing her soft shirt into me. She mashed me in place and then rubbed in a circular formation before pulling her hand away. This movement was easily enough for me to lose my grip and continue my fall down the chasm. As I fell, I watched all of the soft skin pass me by and I caught a glimpse of her belly button that looked like a mini cave. Finally, I crashed into the top of her thigh and rolled down it towards her massive crotch. I landed on my stomach against the wavy felt of the couch. I slowly scanned my eyes up her private region all the way to her face. She was deeply asleep and it looked like there wasn’t much I could do to wake her, especially from between her legs.  

Suddenly there was a bunch of knocks on the door and loud chatter and laughter coming from behind the door. I watched as Kristen slowly rubbed her eyes and stretched her neck before standing up and walking towards the door.  

“Surprise!” three girls cheered as Kristen opened the door. 

Still groggy and in the process of waking up Kristen flinched her head back from the sudden loud noise caused by her three friends.  

“What... Hi. What are you guys doing here?” Kristen asked. 

“We’re here to cheer you up!” Emma smiled and jumped forward to give Kristen a hug. “We saw how you said you were having a bad day at work in our group chat and thought, hey why not surprise her!” 

“Are you gonna let us in?” Abbie laughed. 

Kristen stepped to the side and smiled as she reached out her hand, directing the guests to come in. 

“Is John home?” Rose asked. 

Suddenly Kristen's face turned white and she reached around, padding herself down like she is checking to see if she has her keys on her.  

“Ummm... He’s uhhh... It's a long story.” Kristen nervously laughed.  

“Oooo did you guys break up? I always hated him.” Emma said half-jokingly.  

“No... its uhh...” Kristen started to say, but before I could hear her finish, my body went into fight or flight mode as two giantesses started walking towards the couch that I was perched on.   

They chatted and laughed amongst themselves, but I didn’t listen to a word they were saying. I was more focused on where the two of them were going to sit. I was directly in the center of the right cushion. I started running towards the center of the couch, thinking of placing myself in or near the gap between the cushions to avoid being sat on. As soon as I got close to the gap, I looked over my shoulder and saw Abbie carelessly plop down on the cushion. Her quick action caused the cushion to quickly sink underneath her bottom and the sides of the cushions to explode upwards. It was like on a trampoline when you use someone else’s jump to launch you even high in the air. Because I was so light and small, it felt a little more extreme. I flew over the gap and almost landed in the center of the left cushion. That’s when I looked up and saw two massive cheeks encased in tight booty shorts start plummeting towards me. Before I could even react the weight of a whole new world clobbered me into the couch cushion.  

I lied there, frozen for a second, in shock of being sat on by Kristen’s friend. Abbie was the quietest and nicest one in her group of friends, but they set the bar pretty low. Her friends were more about having fun and living in their own world, not worrying about what anyone thought of them. It was usually nice to see her having fun with her friends, but I was never able to really join in on the fun. Whether we were out at the bars and they were embarrassing themselves while disrupting everyone else, or at home, not caring about the noise they were making, even after a neighbor would knock on our door asking us to quiet down. Kristen loved having me there and spending all the time she could with me, but I always felt like a buzzkill and never felt like her friends really liked me. Abbie was the most down to earth one and would have fun with them, but never got too wild. She would probably be the least cruel to me if she found me and Kristen wasn’t around to protect me. But it looks like she can be plenty cruel, unknowingly that is. She was shorter than the others, with light brown wavy hair and thick hipster glasses. All three of them were definitely on the attractive side, but I might be bias when I say, Kristen’s looks blew them out of the water. Kristen was never afraid of me liking her friends, not because they weren’t pretty, but because she knew how much I adored her.  

I tried to gather myself and my thoughts as my mind finally started accepting the fact that I was currently pinned down Abbie’s gigantic ass. I had to escape otherwise I’m going to suffocate because of an unaware girl’s random seating choice. The weight of her body above me constricted my movement almost entirely, but I used all of my strength to wiggle around to maybe make her realize that she is sitting on her friend’s boyfriend. It felt useless. Suddenly the weight on me shifted to the side and I quickly inhaled all the air I could before she sat back on top of me with even more force than before, as she casually adjusted in her seat. Maybe she felt me? I was already exhausted from moving before, but I had to try again. I used every last bit of my energy to push and squirm against her butt to get her attention. Nothing. I couldn’t move my body for a second more. I could take breaths through the fabric of her shorts, but not nearly enough air came through for me to survive very long. I felt like I was going to pass out. My eye lids got heavy and my arms weakly poked into the soft world that was crushing me.  

Suddenly, the weight lifted and I peeked through my closing eye lids to see Abbie’s hand reach down to wipe her seat off without even looking. Her hand swiped along the cushion bringing me with it all the way to the edge of the couch and pulled away to swipe again. The momentum from her pushing me was more than enough to send me over the edge and plummeting to the hardwood floor. I crashed into the hard surface. It looked like a distance that could have easily killed me, but thanks to my size, I was able to survive with nothing more than maybe a couple bruises. I lied on my back, eyes closed, and started to heavily breathing to catch my breath. Immediately I noticed a familiar stench from the floor. I sat up and opened my eyes to see four gigantic feet joining me on the floor between the couch and the coffee table. I was currently placed between Abbie’s two massive feet. On one side, the foot was wrapped in a tight yellow sock and on the other side was a mismatching light green sock. Past the green sock was another pair of feet, this time bare and with French tips on her obviously pedicured feet. In the distance I saw Emma talking to Kristen as Kristen scanned the room looking for her tiny person.  

I had to make it to Kristen. I started running past the green socked foot, behind her heel. As soon as I got close the foot quickly shifted backwards and her heel kicked up as her toes planted her foot into the ground. I changed directions and ran in front of the toes as fast as I could to get out of the range of any more sudden movements. Just two more feet to sneak past. Easy. Right? Unfortunately, no. Her left heel was pushed all the way up against the base of the couch. At the toes of her left foot, was the heel of her right foot. Between her big toe and her second toe she played with the heel of her right foot. The toe section of her right foot was bouncing up and down mindlessly, creating the perfect obstacle to block my way. Rose was the tallest one in the group, thus having the biggest feet. Big enough to not leave any room between the couch and the coffee table. She was a red head with long hair and slight freckles on her face, mostly covered by her makeup. She wasn’t the worst one in the group, or the one I would be least happy if I was found by her. That award goes to Emma. But before we get to her, I have to get past Rose’s perfectly placed barrier of feet.  

I approached the toe section, that hovered in the air, while either swinging left to right, or pounding into the floor followed by a quick scrunch of the toes. I just had to time it right and go under while her foot was raised. Should be easy enough. I’ve played a thousand of video games where you have to get past the obstacle by watching the timing and... Now! I took two steps before my world went black. 

Her bare foot slammed into my miniscule body. It wasn’t quite as soft as Kristen’s foot was and definitely smelled worse. The foot rose back into the air, as Rose realized she felt something under her foot. She leaned forward and squinted confusedly with her eyes focused on me.  

“Is that a tiny?” Rose asked herself. “Don't mind if I do.” She said with a smile as her hand reached down to my level and scooped me up. 

I looked over at Kristen who made eye contact with me with a worried expression before I was quickly dumped onto the coffee table. She raised her foot and slammed her heel down next to me, causing my world to shake. I lost my balance and before I could regain it, her other foot slammed down next to me, this time even closer. The earthquake she caused, sent me tumbling forward and ramming into her bare heel. I noticed every little detail of her heel as I hugged against it to catch myself from falling. The dry skin, the wavy texture, the scattered crumbs from the floor. It was surreal being so miniscule that you could see every little detail.  

“Get to work, bug.” The red head demanded with a smile.  

“Wait!” Kristen shouted. 

Rose turned her head in confusion. 

“That’s umm...” Kristen started as she sprang over towards me and Rose’s feet. 

“He’s mine.” Rose retaliated while pulling her heel back and slamming her toes on top of me to hold me in place and out of Kristen’s possession. “Finder’s Keeper’s.” I heard, muffled through the foot. 

“That’s John!” Kristen shouted. 

Rose’s foot slowly lifted off of me and dropped to the floor as she leaned in to inspect me.  

“You’re dating a tiny?!” Rose asked. “You’re the last person in the WORLD that I would see dating a tiny.” 

“I know, it's... I love him” Kristen sighed. 

Emma approached Kristen from behind and gently rested her hand on her shoulder, rubbing it slightly. “Hey. It’s okay Kristen. I’m sorry to hear that your boyfriend shrunk. But think, you can finally find someone better.” 

“What? No.” Kristen quickly refuted. She reached out and snatched me off the table and held me close to her chest. “Just because he’s tiny, doesn’t mean we can’t still have a great relationship.” 

“Really? Coming from you? The torturer of tinies...” Emma laughed. “Let’s see how long this lasts.” 

“I give it a week.” Rose added. 

“Seriously guys. Shut up. You know how much I love him.” Kristen said, starting to get angry.  

Emma even chimed in, “Kristen. You know you don’t have to do this. We can crush him right now or throw him out. Honestly, I am a little hungry.” 

“Oooo! Can I please please please have him so I can use him as a butt plug.” Rose said excitedly. 

“Guys stop it.” Emma said. I was surprised. Her, of all of them to be on my side? “Kristen wants to keep him as her little boyfriend. We need to respect that.” 

Emma reached out towards me with her palm open, waiting for Kristen to hand me to her.  

“Let me see your little cutie.” Emma said. 

This can’t be good. I look up to Kristen who was debating if she should let Emma see me. I wanted to yell, don’t hand me to her, but I was so scared by everything that I was speechless. She pulled me away from the comforting position against her chest and handed me off to Emma. I tried to grab onto Kristen’s hand, but I couldn’t get a grip and I plopped down into Emma’s hand. She turned away from Kristen and hit me with an evil smile that sent chills down my spine.  

“Wait!” I shouted.  

Emma waked over to the couch and sat between the two girls. 

“Think of all of the benefits of dating a tiny.” Emma started saying. She started taking her well-worn, tight blue socks off. “The possibilities are endless.” She said with a smile. 

She used her fingers on her right hand to hold open the mouth of her sock and quickly dropped me in before Kristen had time to react. I fell down into the cave, immediately noticing a change in the heat and the humidity. I fell against the soft cotton walls and bounced with the fabric as I hit the bottom. The smell was on a whole other level. I tried no breathing through my nose, but the one whiff I got haunted my mind. I couldn’t get the smell out of my nose.  

“Hey!” Kristen yelled. I heard her quickly stomp her way over. 

“We could use him to lick up the sweat while we run, or...” Emma started while toes started finding their way into the sock. 

The world was closing in on me. I didn’t think the smell could get any worse, but I knew with the extra company joining me in the sock, I was in for a new treat. Before the toes reached my insignificant body, Kristen grabbed the sock and pulled it off of Emma’s foot.  

She held it close to her chest as I dangled in the smelly enclosure.  

“You guys are sick!” Kristen yelled. “Get out. Now!” She said as she opened the door and directed them to leave. 

“Fine. Fine.” Emma whined. “Can I at least have my sock back?” 

My world was flipped over and I popped out of the sock and onto Kristen’s soft hand.  

“Aww, did you have to take him out of my sock?” Emma laughed. 

“Go.” Kristen said sternly.  

The girls walked out the door and Kristen slammed it behind them. Kristen took a deep breath and dropped to the floor, sitting cross legged against the door. 

“I’m so sorry sweetie.” She said while holding me in front of her face. She had the cutest puppy dog eyes on her face, asking me for forgiveness.  

“It’s umm...” I started. I couldn’t even look at her. After all the trauma I was just put through I just felt broken. “It’s okay.” I finally muttered while closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. 

She brought me to her lips and gently kissed me. 

“Let’s take a bath really quick. You... Uh... Stink.” She said with a regretful smile. “Then I’ll never ever ever let anyone hurt you again.” 

I sat cross legged in her hand and looked up with a slight pout and nodded my head. 

“Great!” She smiled. She pecked me with a quick kiss again that almost knocked me over. “And... Don’t listen to my friends. They can be real jerks when it comes to tinies. I mean I could too... But not to you. I love you forever and ever and ever.” 

I smiled back up at her while regaining my posture from the kiss that knocked me back. She walked us over to the bathroom and I couldn’t stop thinking. Things are bad, but not that bad. I still have my loving girlfriend and that’s something I didn’t know if I would be able to say when I first shrunk. I know she loves me... But she also hates tinies. Everything her friends said keep ringing in my head. Maybe it won't last a week. Maybe they are right. I looked up at Kristen’s happy face as she skipped towards the bathroom. Her happy expression almost relieved me. I know she loves me. I know things are going to be okay. But I just don’t know for how long. 

“Captain! I think I see two islands straight ahead!” I yelled out as I gazed through the bubbly mist ahead.

The captain stood there with a blank expression on his face. I knew something was wrong. The water was still. Too still. Suddenly a monstrous being jumped out of the water on our left. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was at least four times the size of the boat with five heads sprouting out of the top, each smaller than the last. Well… Technically like something I’ve seen before. Kind of like Kristen’s right foot.

“Rawwrrr…” Kristen giggled as hovered her foot above my toy boat.

The five heads of the monster moved in a chaotic rhythm before slamming down next to the boat. It caused I big splash that almost flooded the boat. What followed were big and fast waves that shook the boat, flinging me from one side to the other. I caught myself on the ledge of the boat, but it seemed the yellow lego man wasn’t as lucky.

“Captain no!” I screamed.

I watched as he sank to the bottom of the clear water before the bubbles surrounded my boat again, obscuring my view.

“Mwahahaha” Kristen laughed in an evil tone as she saw my fellow sailor drowning from her actions.

The monster sprouted out of the water once again, but this time on the right side. It stared at me, blue toe nails glistening in the bright bathroom lights, and looked like a predator ready to pounce on its prey. I hear another splash from behind me. Oh god… There are two of them! The two monsters slowly approach my ship. Surprisingly gently. They simultaneously reach the boat and the toes curl down, holding the entire boat in their grasp. I was frozen. I didn’t know what to do. I was alone. Defenseless. At the mercy of two monsters. But they didn’t just sink the boat like I expected. They gently pushed my boat forward and then let go and submerged back into the water. My boat drifted towards the two islands that I saw earlier. As I got closer, I looked down and saw a trench. Maybe a cave, surrounded by thin, black, seaweed like plants. I’ve heard old wise tales about a cave like that. Men are drawn to it. But any man who enters, will never come back. All the men know this, but yet, one by one they would enter to never be seen again.

“Keep coming, little guy.” Kristen whispered.

I heard a kind, feminine voice echo through my surroundings. Am I going insane? I’ve been out at sea for only a couple months and I am already craving a woman’s touch so much that I am hearing things? Next, I’ll be seeing mermaids.

My boat ripped through the bubbles and finally hit the land. The island was a steep hill that I could not see over. Hopefully there was civilization on the other side. I don’t even care about the treasure anymore. I just want to be safe. I slowly climbed up the slippery hill, almost falling back into the water at times, but I arrived at the top. No civilization. But it looked to be exactly what we set out find. The color of the land got darker in the middle and a mini hill stood in the very center. The treasure was right under here. But was it worth the risk of upsetting the gods? I made it all the way here, I can’t just turn around and leave empty handed. I didn’t have any tools to extract the treasure from the ground so instead, I used my whole body to try to rip off the top to reveal the treasure.

“Baaabe, stoooop! That tickles!” Kristen laughed.

She snatched me off of her nipple and dangled me Infront of her face.

“Did ya have fun?” She smiled.

“I didn’t even get the treasure yet!” I yelled back to her.

“Let’s dry off and I’ll find some treasure for you, yeah?” She replied. “Maybe I’ll make us some milkshakes and we can watch a movie!”

“Sounds lovely!” I smiled.

She brought me closer and quickly pecked me with her wet lips. She lowered me onto shaggy mat outside of the bathtub and drained the tub.

BOOM… BOOM… Kristen’s careless steps thundered, shaking my surroundings.

“Jeez, babe be careful!” I yelled up to her.

She continued her walk to the sink, without hearing my worries. She had one towel wrapped around her body and another around her hair. And I had… My cold body shivering and wet as I stood on the floormat.

“It’s fine… I’ll get one myself…” I said, clearly not loud enough for her to hear over brushing her teeth.

I started walking on the cold tile of the bathroom, holding my arms and shivering. I didn’t make it very far at all before Kristen finished brushing her teeth and stomped her way back over to me. Without watching her step, her feet heavily slammed into the bathroom tile one after another. I gaze up at her quickly stepping towards me. I freeze. I didn’t know if I should jump to the left or to the right or stay where I was, and it all happened so fast I didn’t have a chance to think. So I didn’t think. I just stood there.

BOOM… Her foot slapped inches away from my frozen body. The gust of wind her step made almost swept me off my feet.

“Milkshakes, milkshakes, milkshakes!” She said excitedly. “Babe?” Her tone drastically changed as she scanned the floor mat with no tiny boyfriend on it.

She bent down, with her massive panties hovering above me. I was still frozen and my face turned red as I stared at all the detail of her body outlined by the tight pink panties. Her oversized pajama shirt draped down all around. She stood back up and took a step back while looking at the mat. Again, not watching her step. Luckily, I was under her and not behind her, otherwise that could have been it for me.  

“Babe. There you are! Are you trying to get stepped on?” Kristen said with her arms crossed and her left foot slapping against the ground. “You have to be more careful!”

“Me?! I have to be more careful?” I laughed. “You’re stomping around like I don’t exist!”

Kristen couldn’t hear me from her position of towering over me.

“I could have just…” Kristen started saying as she lifted her right foot and hovered it above me.

“Babe! Stop! You don’t have to explain this to…” I started saying before her foot gently pushed me into the floor.

“Boop.” She said cutely. “Aaaaand you’re dead.”

Her foot returned to my side and I looked up to see her face filled with curiosity.

“Actually… These puppies have squished a looooot of tinies. And I mean a lot. I know just how much pressure it takes for them to pop.” Kristen said with a grin. “I think you’d be fine. I actually have to push and grind a little for them to pop.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        

“Yeah… I think its best if we never have to find out if that’s true…” I said back.

Kristen put her hands behind her back and started whistling casually. She started walking around with not a care in the world where she stepped.

“Babe…” I said. “Do you really have to do this…” I continued as the scattered footfalls each shook the ground.

The giantess would walk right at me, miss by a bit, and then turn around to repeat the process. I knew she wasn’t going to stop until she stepped on me, but my instincts kicked in. Every time she would get close, I felt like a goalie in soccer, trying to anticipate where the ball is going to come from. But instead of diving towards the ball, I’d be diving away from my psychotic girlfriend trying to step on me. I don’t know if I was good at this or if I was just getting lucky, but I avoided quite a few footfalls. Of course, it had to come to an end. Kristen took a quick peek down at me to line up her step, and…

Everything went black.

It’s hard to describe what it’s like being stepped on by a person a hundred times your size. Humiliating? Yes. Makes you feel insignificant? Without a doubt. Painful? God it hurts. One second, you’re standing, the next second, you’ve been tackled by a mountain. It felt like I was going to pop and the pressure quickly goes from immense pain all around your body to going in shock and not feeling a thing… and back to the pain.

Kristen lifted up her foot, “Oops did I step on something?” She smiled.

I lied there motionless full of anger and defeat.

“Oh yuck… It was just a bug” Kristen said while lowering her foot again.

“Wait! No, no, no , no!” I started screaming, holding my arms out to maybe protect myself… Like that would work.

Again, her foot pressed down into me. Even harder this time. I felt like I was about to become a stain on my girlfriend’s foot this time. But she does know her limits. I’ll give her that. I didn’t think I could survive a step like that, but lo and behold, I didn’t get squashed. Just put through great pain and embarrassment. Super great…

“See babe? You’re fine!” Kristen smiled down at me. “Looks like we don’t have to worry about it too much after all. You can run around all you want… and I don’t have to be walking on egg shells in the comfort of my own home.”

“Please. Kristen. I don’t die, but it’s not something I want to happen. Ever.” I said up to her in pain.

Like it has been, it was a one-sided conversation as she was too far away and I was too defeated to shout up to her.

“Milkshake time?” She asked.

I let out a long sigh and a nod.

“Okay!” She said happily. But she stood up straight and brought her foot over me once again. “I hope you don’t mind, my back kinda hurts and I don’t wanna bend down.”

Her foot attacked me once again. This time a lot less pressure, but still out of my comfort zone. Her toes hugged me tightly and she kicked me up to her butt and plucked me out of her toes with two fingers. Before I could even complain about everything that just happened, she pressed me into her lips and gave me a big long kiss. I saw her expression change once she saw my upset face.

“Hey. Don’t be mad! I’m doing this for you so you know you’ll always be safe with me!” Kristen said.

“You can’t just do all that without my consent!” I yelled back.

Kristen frowned, “I’m sorry babe… Was that scary? I thought you’d trust me no matter what!”

“It’s not about the trust. It’s about not treating me like a person!” I yelled back.

“Aww… The little bug thinks he’s still a person?” Kristen blurted out.

We stared at each other for a second in silence.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean that. It’s just… I have to adjust… To all of this.” Kristen sighed. “I love you babe. I just never thought I’d be… With a tiny? I thought I’d be with you forever, and yeah you’re still you… but I’m just so used to seeing tinies as little pests and…”

“…Is this going to work out?” I quietly said.

“Of course! I love you, I love you, I love you!” She said bringing me in and hugging me tight. “We just need some time to settle into out new life together. That’s all.”

“Okay…” I said.  

“Milkshakes?” She perked up with a smile.

“Yeah babe, milkshakes.” I replied softly.