As I caught up to them, Lydia began giving Janet the tour of the house, outlining in each room to her exactly what she expected to be done. With each order, Janet gave a "Yes Mistress.", and curt nod. Just hearing all the specific orders from Lydia made me sick. She clearly thought of herself as the Queen of the household as she commanded her latest subject, Janet. Though I was use to her display of "authority" I never once took it serious upon myself, but hearing it upon the new maid...well, I guess I sort of sympathized for her. She'd have enough to do in her job without having to put up with Lydia's attitude. Yeah I know she's been conditioned to be completely obedient and all that, but...I dunno...it just bothers me.

Not wanting to listen to "her majesty" Lydia any longer, I headed back up to my room and flopped on to my bed where I began checking out the documentation on the new maid.

The papers talked about the contract between the employer and CyberMaid Enterprises as well as information on "how to operate your new product". I smirked at that. Slavery was abolished over 200 years ago, but this cloning technology seemed to have caused it to resurface now in the new form of "products". I felt sure that even CyberMaids had a human soul deep down inside them. I made the decision then and there to help make Janet's job around the house as painless as possible.

As I continued to read, the papers started talking about the various cyber implants each Maid product was able to store in their person, as well as the current configuration of our own maid, Janet. I ran down the list of what Janet had on her, then cross-listed it to the definition list so that I could understand what the heck all the techno-babble was. My interest suddenly peaked as I read the definition of one particular implant that Janet apparently possessed: an "Optic Size Manipulator".

The definition of it went on to explain that... "This implant is ideal for rearranging a setting of furniture with ease, since all objects could be reduced in size, or shrunk, to meet the moving, or arrangement requirements. Items can then be grown back to their original sizes at the owners convenience to fit perfectly in to any setting. Furthermore, the implant can affect living materials such as plants and animals as required by the purchaser of the CyberMaid, but such requires the use of the 'Authentication Voice Override Code', or AVOC, found upon the front contract, before this function can be used. CAUTION: use of the AVOC for this implant could endanger the owners own size if not used properly."

I had to read the definition over 5 times before it really sunk in. It was hard to believe. Here, in my own house, was a device that could let me explore my deepest fantasy! My mind started frantically thinking up all the possibilities when I suddenly heard Lydia and Janet approach my bedroom door.

"And finally we have the mess that is Brad's bedroom.", she said as the two came to my bedroom doorway. "As you can see it's quite pathetic. That's all for now, I'll let Brad get acquainted with you now while I go back to some important business of my own." And with that, Lydia turned and walked back down the hall to head downstairs.

"Thanks Lydia, you're just too kind!", I called after her, sarcastically. I quickly calmed down though as I realized that Janet was still standing there in the doorway watching me with a blank look on her face. I got a lump in my throat and swallowed hard knowing that before me stood not just a human being with cyberware implants but the one thing that could allow me to experience my deepest fantasy; to be shrunk down to a tiny size and explore a whole new world!

Nervous, I licked my lips and stood up from my bed. "Come in, Janet.", I said. She immediately walked in to the middle of the room, stepping over a bunch of my clothes laying about the floor, then look at me expectantly as though awaiting my next order. I closed my door for some privacy then turn around to Janet, taking in her incredibly sexy body in that skimpy french-maid's outfit.

"Uh...Janet, I know you're uh...here to serve me and the others...", I began to say, rubbing my sweaty hands together to try and control my nervousness. "...and I was wondering...about your optic implants.......how....small, can you make something with them?"

Janet just stared blankly at me, as though there was nothing to suspect in the question, and replied, "As small as you require, Master Bradley."

Ok, I'll ignore the full first-name thing again...I was getting just too excited! My mind raced, thinking of a size to check out first, then I'd have Janet grow me back to normal. I brought my hand up and pinched the air in front of me with enough space between my thumb and index-finger to make it about...oh...1/2 inch. "Can you use you optic implants to make me this size, Janet?!", I asked, my enthusiasm quite evident.

But Janet simply replied, "No Master, I can not. I am not authorized to do that."

I frowned, "Huh?", then it hit me. The AVOC! I moved to my bed and grabbed the front contract. In a small box titled `Authentication Voice Override Code' was printed "Alpha_30316_B". I put the paper back down on the bed then looked back at Janet. I took a couple of deep breaths then showed Janet how small I wished to become with my fingers again and said, "Make me this size, Janet. Authorization: Alpha_30316_B"

"Yes, Master.", she said, before her dark brown eyes started to glow red.

I didn't notice anything at first other than my bedroom taking on a reddish hue in colour. No doubt, I was being bathed in the size manipulator's rays. All of a sudden my stomach wrenched as I felt myself freefall. My bedroom and Janet before me all became a blur of vertical colours, as I descended, down to my new world. But as quickly as it began, it stopped.

I rubbed my eyes and took some deep breaths to ease the nauscious feeling in my gut. I could already sense the ground was much different than before, and I felt as though I were standing in a tight box with soft walls that came up to my thighs. As I slowly opened my eyes I became confused at what I was seeing. My landscape was alien to me, and yet I knew it was somehow my own bedroom! My legs were almost hip deep in what could only be my carpet!

Looking around, I slowly started to get use to this new perspective. A few hundred feet away from me a brown wooden wall stretched up in to sky. It took me a moment but I figured out that it must be my closed door. It was unbelievably huge!!! Somehow during the shrinking I must have got turned towards the doorway away from Janet. I began turning back around excited to see how Janet would look to me and as I did my eyes were greeted with the black shiny base of two flesh coloured skyscrapers, except the windows above the base were slanted and the buildings were curved...

It hit me a second later. Janet's...legs?!! Of course! The black shiny base which rose some 20' off the ground had to be the front of her high-heeled shoes!! And the slanted windows must be her fishnet stockings!! I was in awe of her proportions, she was incredibly huge!!! Her high-heeled shoes facing me could easily crush me whole with plenty of room to spare if I were in the wrong place at the wrong time!!! My gaze climbed her fishnet stockings past her knees to the hem of her short black frilly skirt. If she were standing any closer, I'm sure I'd be able to see right up and under that hem to her giant womanhood! I continued looking up, craning my neck as I did, up to her large protruding breasts. My mouth start watering as I stared up at those giant hills and the deep canyon of cleavage between them!! And peaking down through it all was the huge face of Janet, her dark eyes locked right upon me. Still, her expression remained unchanged, blank as always. The overall size of this giantess made me feel a bit faint so I sat back on top of the fibres of my carpet to calm myself down; my whole body was tense with excitement. After a moment, I was feeling a little bit better and decided that I'd had enough for one days shrinking, but I know I'd try this again sometime later.

Craning my neck again, I looked up to see Janet still staring down at me, unmoved by the situation or my lack of orders.

"Ok Janet, grow me back to normal!", I shouted up to her, then waited for my growth to happen.

But nothing did...

I looked back up to Janet and shouted again louder this time..."Grow me back to normal!!!" The only response I got from the giantess was a tilting of her head to one side, like a puzzled dog would do. Could she even hear me? My mind went back to the list of implants she had and I remembered that beside the implant marked "Hearing Enhancement" there was no check-mark. Obviously my voice was much too faint for her to hear, even shouting as loud as I -thought- I had. Her hearing was no better than Cindy's, Lydia's, or any other woman's. With a sigh, I guess my only form of communication left was through hand gestures. I raised my hands up in to the air and was about to wave Janet to come closer to me when...

"MAID!!!" A booming sound like a 747 taking off resounded throughout the room. I cupped my hands over my ears to help block the deafening noise! It must be Lydia calling Janet. But wait a sec... I looked back up to the skyscraper sized Janet who's attention was no longer upon me, but at my door, and like every other time, without hesitation, Janet went in to action to serve her Mistress. What's worse...she didn't even seem to care at all about my predicament, and my erotic little fantasy turned in to a nightmarish hell as the giantess began to head for the door and me between her and it! Time seemed to move in slow motion as her gigantic right high-heeled foot rose off my bedroom floor and glided through the air...RIGHT FOR ME!

My life was going to end, right here and now, I just knew it! But I had to do something!!! I frantically began to wade through my thigh-high carpet fibres, but my progress was slowed too much. A huge shadow began to block out my "sun" - the bedroom ceiling light. I was trying to run to the side, out of Janet's path and as I looked up I could see her sole advancing down upon me! I pushed myself as hard as I could, giving it my all; I wanted to live!!! But I was unable to escape the shadow of her high-heeled shoe.

My sprint for survival took a lot out of my out-of-shape body and I found myself completely exhausted soon after I had started. With one last attempt, I threw myself forward landing upon the large though soft fibres of my carpet...but the shadow was still upon me. I could do nothing more. As I rolled on to my back to look up my face contorted in to an expression of shear terror. My eyes couldn't comprehend the sole of the high-heel shoe at that size, but my mind knew what was happening. Tears poured down my cheeks and I screamed with all the life left in me, as the sole came down with a BOOM!!!

* * * *

I must have past out for lord knows how long, because when I awoke, I was still laying on my back staring up at my ceiling for a sky.

I was alive! I could hardly believe it! I must have survived in the space between the sole and the heel of Janet's shoe!

My body yelled in pain at the abuse I had put it through in my run-for-life, and my face was numb from the full scream I had projected before passing out. I tried to moan, like it might ease some of the pain in my body, but only found more pain as my throat protested the use of my voice.

Besides the pain in my throat, I had lost my voice completely! I guess it really didn't matter anyways, since no one would be able to hear me even if I did have something to say to them.

I was still only a 1/2 inch tall on the carpet floor of my bedroom, with no voice, and the only person able to really help me having been ordered away to do the beck-and-call of Lydia, the Ice Queen.

Also, from what I could gather about Janet, it didn't seem like she was at all concerned by my vulnerable size. She nearly killed me afterall!!! And Lydia could care less what I did with my time. She'd never come looking for me, at any rate. Which left Cindy, and I don't even think she was home yet from...well...wherever it is she went. I had to find a way to get back to normal again, and Cindy was probably the only person I could trust to help me. Somehow, I knew I'd live to regret that decision, but I really didn't have much of a choice in the matter.

I'd try to get Cindy's attention, then try and tell her - without a voic - how to use Janet to get me back to normal. That was the plan now.

I slowly got up so as to make my rise less painful, then turned to my door. It was wide-open. With a deep sigh, I started my trek across the seemingly endless field of carpet fibres towards the hallway, and then, hopefully, survive my way in to Cindy's bedroom where I'd probably be able to get her attention.

Heh...may the Force be with me.