Quinn stared at the rows of candy bars in the gas station, rubbing her chin thoughtfully as she tried to decide which one she wanted. The group would be arriving at the Project Regrowth clinic late in the day, just an hour before it closed in fact, and everyone had agreed they’d have a late dinner together somewhere on the way back.

“Having trouble making up your mind?” Derrick asked, passing by her to the drink coolers.

“I was just thinking, what would Kelly like?” Quinn asked, glancing out at the car. Iris waved, filling the pumps while the tiny woman sat on her shoulder.

Derrick shrugged. “Anything with consistent texture all the way through, what are you getting?”

Quinn stared at him a moment and licked her lips, “Hey, Derrick-“

“No,” he laughed, selecting a water bottle and heading to the counter to pay.

…

Kelly nibbled on a starburst as big as her torso as she lounged in the car’s cup holder. “Oh my god,” Iris muttered, leaning over, “you are so cute eating that, like a mouse or something!”

Kelly rolled her eyes. “Cut it out guys, I’m just trying to enjoy this candy- HEY!” Iris had pulled out her cell phone and was trying to steady it as Quinn drove, “No pictures!” Kelly snapped, trying to duck into the cupholder.

“What, don’t like people seeing your tiny outfits?” Quinn asked as they pulled back onto the highway.

“If you post a picture of me sitting in a cup holder and eating a giant piece of candy, everyone’s going to know I’m a tiny!” she said angrily.

“Hmm… she’s got a point,” Quinn said, “might want to axe the picture, Iris.”

The redhead looked glum for a moment, then put her phone away.

…

The Project Regrowth office was set in a large anchor slot in a strip mall, from the look of the signage it had once been an electronics chain retailer, and the blue and yellow paint on the building remained, framing the hastily erected “PROJECT REGROWTH” sign that had been slapped across it.

“Huh, it’s not as nice as the ones on the news,” Quinn said, crossing her arms and looking up at it.

“Back when they first announced they cured the shrinking I think they wanted to make a big thing of it,” Derrick said, “I remember waiting in line in a little box my parents used to carry me in, they had maybe twenty of those clinics in the whole country to get you set up with a Nullifier…” he chuckled, “what about you Kelly? Did you get yours the first day?”

“Barely,” Kelly muttered, “I think I got one of the last ones at our city’s clinic, a lot of people had to come back a few days later.”

“What was the first thing you did?” Derrick asked, “me? I went and ordered a pizza, ate the whole goddamn thing…”

“I read a paperback book,” Kelly replied, “The Eye of the World…” she sighed wistfully, “it’s the little things, you know?”

“There’s a pun in there somewhere,” Quinn said with a smirk as they entered the repurposed store.

The interior had been blocked off with collapsible privacy walls, creating a lobby with furniture not too different from what would be expected in a doctor or dentist’s waiting room. At the front desk a receptionist smiled at them as they approached.

“Good evening,” she said, “what can we help you with today?”

Iris held Kelly up in her cupped palms, “I uh… broke my Nullifier,” Kelly said sheepishly.

“Not a problem,” the receptionist said, “have you used your yearly free replacement yet?”

“No,” Kelly said.

The three of them waited a few minutes while Kelly gave the receptionist more of her information, finally the woman behind the desk smiled and nodded.

“Okay, we have a nurse ready to code you a new one, do you mind?” she held out her hand to take the tiny girl, and at Kelly’s nod Iris handed her over.

“I’ll see you guys in like thirty minutes,” Kelly said.

“Don’t forget these,” Derrick said, handing the nurse a backpack of Kelly’s full-size clothing.

“While you wait you can peruse our merchandise shop,” the receptionist said with a smile, “to further fund our expansion efforts we’ve partnered with a lot of third party retailers and merchants of products for Affected Individuals and their partners.”

With nothing else to do Quinn, Iris, and Derrick walked into the attached shop. Roughly half the shelves were stocked with Project Regrowth branded items for tinies, collapsible rope ladders and stairs for shelves and furniture, nondescript tiny- sized clothing, and of course the standard model “Tiny Homes,” dollhouse sized dwellings complete with working bathrooms, lightning, and other amenities.

Derrick had seen it all before, but while Iris and Quinn were taking in the standard products for tinies he found himself drawn to the other side of the shop, where third party merchandise waited. Nestled away in one corner of the room was a small doorway marked “over 18 only beyond this point.”

“No fucking way,” Derrick chuckled, glancing around. The store’s clerk seemed more interested in the clock than the three customers, and with a nervous grin he pushed his way in.

Instead of the expected dimly lit room illuminated by a flashing red bulb the “adults” section was just as clean and sterile as the rest of the store. The bookshelf caught his attention first, the first two displayed volumes were actually official Project Regrowth publications.

The first, Love at Any Size, was an autobiography of Doctor Juliet Anise, the lead scientist of Project Regrowth. For a moment Derrick wondered why such a book was shelved back here amidst several obviously pornographic titles, but as he thumbed through the good doctor’s book he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, she was very open about her relationship with her husband following his own shrinking.

The other was a popular romance title in the months following Project Regrowth’s Nullifier launch, “We Help Each Other Get By” by Kacey Anderson told the story of her and her own husband’s romance following the events of Shrinking Day. Derrick hadn’t read it, but it too had a reputation for being… steamy.

“No way, a porn section!” Quinn said eagerly, walking in behind him.

Iris gulped, eyeing some of the items on sale with a red face, “t-the lady who runs Project Regrowth, she always said that it was important to not stop doing adult stuff with your tiny significant other…”

“I’m going to need a basket or something,” Quinn said, pulling volumes off the shelf. Her eyes lit up as she found an entire shelf of various costumes and… other things, “Yesss!” Quinn giggled as she picked up a necklace that had a pair of manacles, allowing for a tiny to be imprisoned in place of a gemstone. Derrick raised an eyebrow as he saw some of the tiny- sized costumes and outfits, she was picking out too. She noticed his look, and shot him a wink.

“Wow,” Iris breathed, looking wide eyed at a vibrator with a hollow interior, “t-this is wild… are you sure we don’t have one of these closer to campus somewhere?”

“I don’t think so,” Derrick said with a shrug, “but I’m sure they have an online store or something.”

Derrick wasn’t sure how long they perused the “adult” section, but the three of them were gathered around Quinn as she flipped through “Pole Dancing for Tiny Women,” when Kelly pushed the door open, a grin on her face and at her full size.

“Hey guys, guess who’s back to nor-“ she frowned, looking around the room, “WOW!” she said loudly, glaring at Quinn and Iris, “I should have known you two would go here first.” She glanced at Derrick, “do you think it’s okay that they put all of this… tiny fetishism here in the Regrowth Clinic?”

Derrick blushed and cleared his throat, “I uh… well, I kind of like some of this stuff, I think it’s meant more for like, people with significant others…”

Kelly just rolled her eyes, lifting her wrist and showing off her new Nullifier. “Whatever, we got what we came for, are you guys ready to head home?”

“Sure, just let me make a few purchases,” Quinn giggled, struggling to hold her selections as she walked by a scowling Kelly. Iris nervously trudged behind her, a few items in her hands.

…

Kelly gripped the armrest of the car tightly as they swerved in traffic, “Quinn!” she snapped, “either put that book down or let someone else drive!”

Quinn looked up from the copy of “The Tiny Kama Sutra,” then at the cars in front of them. They all shouted in surprise as Quinn swerved into a nearby parking lot, pulling into a parking space and unbuckling her seatbelt.

“Okay,” she said, gesturing with the book, “who’s driving?”

Derrick just laughed and held out a hand for her keys.

It was an uneventful drive back, and the sun had long set by the time they pulled up in front of Iris’s studio apartment. Whatever plans they’d had for celebrating Kelly’s return to full size had been put off until the next day, with everyone deciding to handle dinner on their own.

Iris was surprised when Kelly stepped out of the car after her, “Oh,” she said uncertainly, “did you forget something?”

“Nah,” Kelly said, waving as Quinn and Derrick pulled away. “If it’s all right, I’m just going to crash here again for tonight, I don’t feel like going back to the dorm just yet.”

Iris’s heart skipped a beat. “Uh… sure, but I still only have the one bed.”

“I’ll just take off the Nullifier when it’s time to sleep,” Kelly said with a shrug, “I don’t take up much space.”

“B-But you just got it back,” Iris stammered, “I know how much you hate being small-“

“I don’t mind being small around people I can trust,” she said with a shrug, “come on, let’s go see if we can find a torrent for that show we were watching the other night.”

Iris nodded, walking through her apartment and setting up her laptop for a moment, “There’s uh, not a lot of room on the bed…”

“Let me just strip this off,” Kelly said, waving her hand and causing the shiny new Nullifier to glisten in the light. She walked into the bathroom, hefting the backpack of her things that Derrick had given her earlier. She had a few tiny outfits of course, but she eyed the small bag of things Iris had purchased from the Project Regrowth shop. Casually, making sure not to draw the redhead’s attention, Kelly swiped the bag off the counter, carrying it into the studio’s bathroom with her other things.

Let’s see what you’ve got in here, she thought, opening the bag. A part of her felt slightly guilty for snooping through Iris’s things, but she pushed it down defiantly. You’re a tiny, she told herself, it’s important to be aware of everyone’s intentions… But was it? Iris hadn’t been anything but kind to her, in spite of her fantasies.

Kelly ignored the niggling doubt and set about searching through the girl’s purchases. Her eyes went wide as she pulled out a very revealing superhero outfit. She gulped nervously, putting it on the bathroom counter and rifling through the rest of the bag, but didn’t find anything particularly suspicious, just a few other tiny- sized outfits of questionable taste, some for men, some for women.

Okay, Kelly thought to herself, staring at the packaging of the superhero costume, so she bought a bunch of slutty roleplay costumes for tinies… but she doesn’t have a tiny significant other… she sighed, clearly Iris was just fantasizing, and had impulse bought this stuff. She bit her lip, glancing down at her Nullifier, then at her backpack, which held her usual tiny-sized attire. With a small smirk she reached for the package holding the superhero costume.

Iris clacked the keys of her laptop, idly typing away at a story she was writing while she waited for Kelly to downsize. She wasn’t really paying attention when she heard the tiny girl shout at the top of her lungs that she was ready.

Iris put the laptop down and walked over to open the bathroom door and let the now tiny girl out, but her mouth gaped and she almost stumbled backwards when she saw what Kelly was wearing. The bright red superhero costume wasn’t based on any particular character, but it included a very form fitting spandex leotard and matching cape.

“What do you think?” Kelly giggled, enjoying the full sized girl’s reaction.

“Oh uh,” Iris gulped, “I just got that for, like, a joke-“

“Pick me up and look at it,” Kelly said, hands on her hips.

Iris nodded, leaning down to pick Kelly up. “You’re sure you don’t mind being… handled, while wearing that?”

“It’s fine,” Kelly said, stepping into Iris’s hand. She shivered a little as the redhead’s fingers closed around her. Most of Kelly’s tiny attire was simple stuff, long pants, shirts, nothing she had exposed her skin like this outfit did, and it was a thin material too… She blushed as she realized that Iris could certainly feel the contours of her body through it.

“Why did you put that on?” Iris asked, slowly placing Kelly on the bed. She couldn’t help but stare as the tiny woman walked along her comforter, the cape swished slightly and gave her a good look at the tiny woman’s perky bottom, expertly framed and supported in the costume.

“Well uh,” Kelly gulped, “I saw you bought it and just thought it would be kind of… fun,” she said uncertainly. In truth she still wasn’t entirely sure what she was doing… her heart was beating rapidly, and she watched the towering girl eagerly, hoping to see what, if any, reaction she had.

Do I want her to… play with me? she wondered, the notion caused her heartbeat to pick up. She didn’t usually like being handled while small, it had always been either a neutral or a negative experience, at least until recently.

Her thoughts were interrupted as Iris climbed on the bed behind her, setting up the laptop so they could resume the anime they’d been watching throughout the week. As usual she found herself in Iris’s lap, leaning against a pajama clad leg as the massive laptop screen flared to life.

“My neck is a little sore,” Kelly lied, looking up at the laptop, “could you just hold me for this episode?”

Iris nodded and reached down, and Kelly felt a little rush as those powerful fingers curled around her again. Kelly enjoyed the skin-to-skin contact a moment, relishing the warmth of the giant redhead’s embrace. A part of her was screaming that she had to escape, find cover, run, but an even louder part of her was saying that this felt nice.

Kelly licked her lips, staring at the screen but not really watching as she thought. She’d had fantasies when tiny of course, sometimes while scurrying through a park she’d see a cute guy and imagine his hands running over her tiny body… but she hadn’t let herself dream much more than that, and she’d certainly never imagined another girl doing it, until now anyway…

“Are you okay Kelly?” Iris asked, “you’re breathing kind of fast, and I can feel your heartbeat when you’re in my hand like that…”

“I’m fine!” Kelly squeaked, her mind racing. Just ask her if she wants to… she gulped, not wanting to admit to herself what she wanted. Just ask her if she wants to fool around, you know she likes tinies, and those stories of hers all have tiny girls in them.

“If you’re uncomfortable in that thing, I can go grab your normal clothes,” Iris said, chewing her lip.

“No,” Kelly said, looking the giant in the eyes, “I…” she squeezed her eyes shut and took a breath before opening them again, “Iris, I really like being held by you!” she said, trying to keep her voice steady, “like, I’ve always hated it when anyone else does it.”

Iris’s face lit up. “Oh, well thanks!” She giggled a little, “I’m glad you’re not scared of me anymore at least.”

“I was thinking,” Kelly said, “since a lot of your stories are about having… fun with tinies, and I’ve never really had any fun with someone while small… we could try it out together?”

Iris’s face went red, “well uh, you know what happens to the tiny girls in a lot of my stories, right?”

“J-Just don’t do that part,” Kelly said nervously. As comfortable as she was becoming with Iris, she wasn’t quite ready to let the redhead swallow her alive yet.

“Okay,” Iris said, awed, “so I guess I just…” she shifted her hand, causing Kelly to fall backwards unexpectedly, her hair and the outfit’s tiny cape trailing down the side of Iris’s hand as she shifted her grip. “You look so cute in this thing,” Iris muttered, bringing her free hand around. Kelly watched, spellbound, as Iris’s fingers, each one as long as the tiny girl’s entire body, approached, but Iris paused at the last minute before contact, “a-are you sure Kelly?” she asked.

“Yes!” Kelly squeaked, and before Iris could react she reached up, wrapping her hands around the torso-thick finger just above her chest, and pulled it down in a hug that forced Iris’s fingertip into her chest.

Iris was speechless as she ran her fingertip over the tiny girl, the material of the costume was thin, and Kelly bit her lip and moaned slightly as she felt her pert breasts shift up and down with the giant digit’s forceful motions. She squeaked in surprise as she felt her body lift up as the finger traced down her side and around to her butt, and a second later she felt a massive thumb join the index finger as Iris squeezed her bottom gently.

“You are so firm,” Iris giggled, “like a little gymnast…”

“B-Being tiny burns a lot of calories,” Kelly stammered, “especially for me, lots of running, jumping, climbing…”

Iris looked down at her own body, sighing slightly at hips and a stomach that bulged out farther than she’d have wished. Kelly noticed Iris’s self consciousness and rolled her eyes.

“You look fine,” Kelly insisted, “seriously Iris, you’ve got a killer ass and huge boobs.”

Iris was startled by the compliments, but smiled, “Thanks!” She grinned and ran her thumb down Kelly’s body, causing the tiny girl to grunt in surprise from the pressure, “maybe I’ll trap you between those huge boobs tiny!”

Kelly’s eyes went wide, and she suddenly imagined herself trapped between those massive globes as Iris went about her day. She wasn’t a stranger to what women usually did with their tiny boyfriends, though she’d never imagined herself in their shoes… or rather in Iris’s shoes, that was another place tinies tended to end up “carried.”

Whatever reservations she had were shelved as Iris’s thumb reached the crotch of the costume’s red leotard. Kelly’s body went rigid, and her back arched against Iris’s palm as pleasure shot up her spine. She fought a moan, but the giant redhead’s face lit up at the effort, and the finger brushed against her again, harder, and faster, forcing the sound out of her.

“Fuuucckk,” Kelly breathed. Her thighs clamped around the massive finger, holding it in place as Iris kept rubbing against her. With how thin the costume was, the sensual massage was quite powerful, and beyond anything that Kelly had ever experienced at her tiny size.

Iris watched, slightly stunned, as Kelly’s head lolled backwards under the slow motions of her fingertip. It was easy to hold the tiny woman in place as she spasmed with pleasure, and Iris slowly picked up speed, enjoying the torment Kelly was experiencing as she fought to hold off her climax. She lost the battle with a high scream, collapsing into Iris’s palm and panting heavily.

“You okay?” Iris giggled, watching the tiny girl struggle to compose herself.

“Yes,” Kelly said with a dreamy smile. She went limp in Iris’s hand for a moment, just basking in the glow while the giant girl watched her curiously. Finally she sighed, “thanks for that…” she sat upright, grinning up at Iris, “I always thought being touched by bigger people was this… this horrible experience, but…” she giggled, “I guess it’s not.”

Iris felt lightheaded, “uh… yeah, you’re welcome.”

“So what was the appeal of this superhero getup anyway?” Kelly asked, fingering the cape, “I mean I guess it’s revealing and sexy and all that, but it’s still kind of out there for me.”

“Promise not to laugh?” Iris asked.

Kelly chuckled, “no, I don’t, but I want to hear anyway.”

Iris huffed in annoyance, but decided to tell her anyway, “so I have this story I wrote, very popular mind you-“

“How popular?” Kelly asked eagerly.

“It got like twenty reviews on the site I posted it on,” Iris said defensively, “and that’s a lot for that site!”

“Okay,” Kelly laughed, “continue…”

“So anyway,” Iris said, letting her fingers tighten around Kelly again, “it’s about a superheroine who challenges her archnemesis to a final confrontation.”

“And her archnemesis is a voluptuous and curvy redhead?” Kelly guessed.

Iris scowled, “maybe,” she admitted, “anyway…” she grinned and teasingly licked her lips, “the hero gets hit with the villain’s shrink ray, and you can guess what happens after that.”

“The villain eats her and dates her boyfriend,” Kelly guessed.

“Bingo,” Iris said, lifting Kelly to her face.

Kelly suddenly went tense, “b-but I don’t have a boyfriend,” she said weakly.

“Oh, that’s okay,” Iris giggled. She brought Kelly up to her lips, giving the tiny girl a full body kiss for a few seconds before her tongue darted out, dragging itself over Kelly’s exposed legs. Her victim shivered, and Iris moaned excitedly as she tasted the sweet cherry flavor of Kelly’s skin.

“You taste soooo good Kelly,” Iris said in a low voice, “like…” Iris thought a moment, Kelly did taste like Lifesavers, but she didn’t want to use the comparison, knowing the history. “Maraschino,” she decided, “you taste like a cocktail cherry,” she grinned, “I should dip you in a Shirley Temple.”

Kelly seemed to sense what Iris was dancing around, and gave her a small grin, “thanks,” she said softly. She chewed her lip a moment, “You can taste me if you want, but… C-Can you uh… not put me in your mouth?”

Iris nodded, “Don’t worry,” she said with a grin, “there are plenty of other places you could end up…”

Kelly’s gaze lowered to Iris’s breasts, and she gulped. She tried to protest, but she couldn’t. Iris’s cleavage wasn’t exposed in the full pajama set she usually wore to bed, but the fabric still stretched against her chest. Iris was… endowed, that much Kelly was certain of.

“Eyes up here Kelly,” Iris giggled, stunning the tiny girl.

Kelly blinked and looked at the giant redhead that now controlled her fate, “Sorry, they’re really big at this size,” she said defensively.

“Well give them a good look and maybe give them a kiss goodbye,” Iris giggled, “because you’re not going in with the twins…”

Kelly’s eyes widened as Iris’s hand moved down, pushing her pajama bottoms away from her waist, “H-Hey now,” Kelly protested, “I uh… I uh…” she gulped, looking up at Iris pathetically.

For her part Iris just chuckled, “Kelly… I got you off, don’t you want to return the favor?”

“Yeah,” Kelly said meekly, “b-but…” she gulped, “I kind of always imagined myself uh… pole dancing, not cave diving.”

Iris bit her lip, “uh… well you don’t have to-“

“Do it!” Kelly shouted, startling the full-sized redhead. “Come on!” Kelly taunted, “you’ve defeated me, the great… Super Lady,” she reached up and flourished herthe cape,  “have your wicked way with my tiny body!”

Iris grinned, “Oh yes, you have this coming!”

She closed her eyes, and grunted in pleasure as she stuffed the tiny woman into her panties. Kelly started to squirm as she righted herself, and Iris couldn’t help but fall back against her pillows as the tiny woman’s movements sent shockwaves of pleasure with every twitch. She couldn’t help but laugh, enjoying her womanhood’s struggles as it consumed Kelly. With a final victorious sigh she pressed her hands against her crotch, enjoying the feeling of Kelly sliding inside her.

…

Quinn crossed her arms and looked through her apartment, “okay you’ve proved your point,” she said loudly, “you can totally hide from me if you want.”

“Behind the TV!” a tiny voice shouted, Derrick’s.

Quinn raised an eyebrow, and slowly walked over to the cabinet which housed her flat screen. She grunted as she forced it away from the wall, and she couldn’t help but chuckle at what she saw. Derrick was trapped in a sea of glue, struggling amidst dead silverfish and spiders.

“No way,” she laughed, “you jumped on that thing as a joke, right?”

“I just didn’t see it,” Derrick protested, struggling to free himself.

“My landlord must have put it there during the last maintenance check,” Quinn mused, “I can’t believe an actual person got caught in it…”

“I tripped,” Derrick said defensively, “now seriously, can you get me out of this thing?”

Quinn giggled as she squatted down, looking over her trapped boyfriend. She slid her fingers under the glue trap, slowly lifting it up and walking towards her apartment’s kitchen. Derrick struggled briefly, watching as she withdrew a bottle of vegetable oil from her pantry. Derrick watched curiously as she placed the glue trap in the basin of her sink, and then he sputtered and coughed as she poured the amber oil over him.

“Hold still,” she chuckled, slowly forcing him free as the oil coated his body.

He gasped as her massive fingers finally pried him free, “thanks” he managed, “how did you know-“

“Kelly seems pretty afraid of these things,” Quinn said, tossing the used trap into the nearby garbage can, “I decided to look up how to get a tiny out of one.” She grinned and brought his oil-soaked body up to her face, “now what should I do with you?”

“Gently wash me off in lukewarm water and then snuggle me in your boobs?” Derrick offered with a grin.

“You fucking wish tiny!” Quinn laughed, “how about you graciously thank me for unsticking you and you agree to spend winter break as my personal tiny!” she gestured at the watch stand she kept in her living room, “Give me your Nullifier, Derrick! Give me your entire winter break!”

“No!” he laughed.

Quinn glared at him a moment, “Fine, you take me at full size, to meet your family, and you have to tell them I’m nice!”

Derrick considered it a minute, looking up at the raven haired giantess, “Sure, but I get to meet your parents at Thanksgiving too,” he replied, “at full size…”

“Deal,” Quinn giggled.

“I get to be full size for the whole holiday,” Derrick added, “no slipping me into the yams or pie for fun.”

Quinn rolled her eyes, “fine, you’re my full sized boyfriend, with all that full sized boyfriend respect.”

Derrick smiled, “thanks… what do you want right now?”

Quinn grinned, pulling a lengthy collared chain out of the bag she’d gotten at the Project Regrowth office, “Okay, it’s the weekend, so how do you feel about being jewelry?”

Derrick couldn’t help but laugh, “fine,” he said, “but not in front of our friends.”

…

Quinn giggled as she swayed her walk, causing the necklace that held Derrick to swing between her breasts. He was ensconced in a hollow red jewel, not visible unless someone was looking at it closely.

“Quit it!” Derrick shouted, “seriously Quinn, walk steady, you’re banging me against the sides of this thing!“

Quinn did her best to return her gait to normal, but she came to a halt as she saw what Danielle, the dorm RA, was setting up in the common area. There were tiny homes, a rack of pamphlets, and a few screens and informational displays. 

“Oh good,” Danielle said, greeting the pair as Iris walked sheepishly behind her, “you’re just in time for the Affected Individuals Seminar!” she gestured to the dormitory common area, where Kelly was setting up displays.

Quinn blinked a moment, then slowly stroked the ruby necklace where Derrick was imprisoned., “Sure,” she said with a forced smile, “we’d love to participate.”