Part 2
Chapter 1
It had been a year since Shantel and I had entered Purdue University. We were finally getting the hang of our classes. I had to move out of my old apartment, I needed to be as close as possible to the school. Unfortunately, Shantel and any other girls weren't allowed to stay in the guy's dorms, so we were seperated at night. I made some new friends, but the guy who ended up in the number one spot was an interesting fellow named Kenjii Portalo. He was taller than me, six three. He was dark skinned with curly black hair. He always wore a rasta cap and beads, he would always tell me, "They connect me to my homeland mon!"
He loved surfing, that was his dream. So why I moved to Indiana, I don't know. Although, the only thing Kenjii loved more than surfing, was women. And in Purdue we got plenty of those. That's why when Kenjii found out about my shrink drink, as it's named was changed to, he was uber excited.
Now, he wouldn't let up unless I gave him some, so I agreed. But under the conditions that I went with him. That night, I decided to take Kenjii out for a shrunken stroll. I gave him a spoon of it,
"Here, take the spoon," I told him.
Kenjii took the whole thing, "Dis is nasty junk mon!"
"Yeah, I know."
By the way, I have a ton of the shrinking, growing, and morph stuff in a safe, so I don't really run out, ever.
Before my eyes Kenjii shrunk down to an inch.
"Woah mon, you bein hugo!"
"Yeah, yeah," I said. I scooped him up and exited the dorm. Once outside the girl's main dorm area. Then after opening the door slightly, I shrunk myself too.
"Alright, follow me," I Kenjii through.
He ran behind me to the first dorm. Empty, the second, empty. Every dorm was completely, well, empty.
"This is just crapping great, where are the dames, mon?"
"Probably this way," I pointed ahead.
"Okay, mon."
We found them ALL at the girl's "Part Room" as they called it. There were girls everywhere, the hot tub, by a huge stereo, countless chairs, beanbags, and low fat foods.
Kenjii was freaking out in a good way.
"Yo, mon, dis is awesome!"
Kenjii ran over to the beanbag chairs. He climbed up and signled ne over. I made my way up to him,
"Watch this!" He said. He hopped into the shorts of the black girl we were by. Apparently she felt it because she jumped up and screamed, "Ah! I think there's a mouse in my ass!"
I hopped off, and Kenjii jumped out onto the beanbag. The black girl turned around, eyes on Kenjii.
"What the?" she said.
All the girls around her looked down too.
"It's a boy!" One girl said, grabbing him. I just hid by my beanbag.
Even the hot tub girls were getting out, one of whom, was Shantel. Yup, after she dried off, she went and held the "strange little black man".
"Kenjii, is that you?" She said in a tone that told everyone, "I know it's you, but I'm asking anyway".
"Yeah, salutions Shantel."
Shantel gave Kenjii to the girls, who instantly began to inspect him. Shantel looked around for not ten sevonds before finding and grabbing me.
Oh crap, I thought.
I waved at her, smiling weakly.
"What were you doing?" She demanded.
"Kenjii wanted to try it, but I don't think he'll be trying it again anytime soon."
Shantel squeezed a bit too hard,
"It's Kenjii! Of course he'll be trying it again! Look at him!"
Kenjii was in the gaze of twenty, awed, girls. He was having a blast over there.
"Look, I'm not mad," she said.
"You're not?" I was puzzeled.
"No, I just don't want you getting hurt," her eyes watered a little.
"I know what I'm doing, and I only did it for Kenjii."
"I know, just be careful, Carly joined Purdue this week."
"Woah," I said.
Carly Burke, my old nemesis from highschool, once shrunk me and had my other nemesis, Josiah Garris do things I cannot repeat. Josiah is facing life in prison for the molesting and murder of three fifteen year old girls. How does one's life come to that?
"So just, be careful," Shantel concluded.
"Hey," I comforted, "It's me!"
Shantel took me and Kenjii back to our room. I had to give Kenjii a warning glance, seeing as we were hidden up by Shantel's breasts and Kenjii was getting excited. Shantel waitied for us to grow back.
I kissed her goodnight when we did, "Thanks," I told her.
When she left Kenjii hopped in his bed, "Best night of my life, mon."
"Yeah well, I wouldn't plan on it happening again. We need to get you a girl."
Kenjii hit me with a nerf ball. "Mon, you know I'm a free spirit."
"It's your life," I shrugged.
Then we went to bed, tomorrow was Sunday, I had no plans, save for an exam to study on.
Chapter 2
If you read part 1, and if you didn't you should, you'll probably be wondering what the fudge happened to everyone else! Well I'll just give a recap of the last year, skip it if you wish, or not.
My sister Chelsea is now in her junior year, she makes average grades and is having an adventuress time in highschool like I did.
Her boyfriend Charlie joined a band and isn't actualy doing all too bad.
Charlie's sister, my exgirlfriend Loretta is not going to college. She lives with Ben, who is attending the Texas University of Law and State.
Brianna and Jared are in their senior year, but not with each other. Their lives are running normally without much excitement.
There, that's the basic update.
Anyway, the next day I was watching the news. I don't know if I'm glad I did or not.
"Crap!" I said to myself.
Kenjii jerked, he had been painting a little surfboard model.
"What, mon?" He asked, obviously annoyed that his model got extra paint on it. He could fix it, but the paint would have to dry and he would have to start all over.
"You know Josiah Garris?"
"Yeah, mon, you told me all too much about the sicko."
"Well, he escaped the Indiana State Penitentery."
Kenjii, like any good friend, tried to console me on the situation, "I don't think he knows where are, or even that I he wants to come after you."
"Well, time will tell," I said.
"Yes, it will, mon. Take your girl out, have a good day."
I got up, patted Kenjii on the shoulder, and left to find Shantel.
We had a wonderful week, everyday after classes and studying we spent all our time together. On the last night of the week I broke out the shrink drink.
"Okay, who's gonna shrink?" I asked her.
"You, of course, I like holding you," she said. Shantel was very giddy.
I drank a sip and began to shrink. I always found it exhilerating to watch Shantel as I shrunk. We sat indian style facing each other. I kept on having to strain my neck to see her. When I finished she picked me up and I sat on her hand.
"Do you think it's odd, that we do this?" I asked.
"Of course, but it's fun," She answered with a giggle.
"You look stunning in your bikini today."
"Why thank you," she said, "We can do anything you want right now."
"Well, I haven't showered yet today."
That decided it. Shantel got up and started the shower water. Once it was warmed up she set me on the bottom of the shower and removed her bikini.
Oh by the way, Shantel doesn't have a roommate, although she does have plenty of friends. And yes, she does have her own bathroom, lucky dame.
I stood at her feet, when the water ran down her sleek body and hit me I fell back. I stood on her foot instead, easily washing in her soapy water. Her toes wiggled as soap ran between them. I got on my stomach and slid down to the large digits. There was something about feet, feet are a type of sexual pleasure. I called it Pedimentaphillia. Which, if it were a real word, would mean I Love Feet.
My body slid between her toes, they moved around me, they were somehow in sync with how I moved. But then they lifted into the air, and I was looked down into Shantel's smiling face, with only her foot holding me up.
She plucked me out of her squirming digits and kissed my face, engulfing it. She was laying on the bottom of the shower floor, well it was more like a bathtub with a shower in it. She lay me on her chest and closed her eyes to take in the warm water that hit her smooth form.
The water made it diffacult to navigate along her body but I managed. Her breasts tightened around me as I passed through them. I slid down her chest to her belly button. I layed on her stomach, there was something very pleasent, very calming about laying on someone, big or small, some comfort in it. I must have layed, face pressed against her skin for an hour, because I felt myself growing. My legs grew across her pubic hair, my arms and head reached her boobs. Shantel noticed too, because she stood up and set me infront of her. I grew until we could switch places.
"Alright," she said, "My turn."
"What?" I asked.
"Just lay down," she told me.
I layed on the floor of the tub/shower and she layed on me. And erection formed that for some reason hadn't when I was on her. Men being much smaller than women wasn't a natural thing. Men are meant to hold and take care of women, not the opposite.
So I held her, my fingers in hers, her hair fell across my shoulder, her back and butt on my chest and, um, lower areas. Our legs intertwined and we lay together. Another hour passed before we literally hung up the towel and left each other for the night.
Everything was turning out better than I had expected it to.
Chapter 3
Spring break was here and Shantel went to see her extended family in Utah. So I went and stayed with my parents for a couple nights. I pulled into the driveway, my Mom, Dad, and sister were waving at me in front of the garage. So I parked in front of them and hopped out.
"Oh honey!" My Mom squeeled.
I tried to give her a quick hug but she wouldn't let go.
"I love you too, Mom."
I greeted the others and came inside to a hearty meal and old surroundings.
"So, how have things been for you guys?" I asked between bites of steak and potatoes.
"Good," Mom said, "We miss you."
"Ah Mom," I said, "How about you Chels? Anything new?"
"Charlie wrote a new song," She said.
"I asked about your life, not Charlie's."
My Dad had been unsuprisingly quiet up to this point.
"I don't like him," Dad gruffed.
"Dad!" Chelsea scolded.
"What," he looked up, "The boy doesn't take work seriously."
"Whatever," Chelsea said turning back to me, "Charlie IS my life, and WE are great, same as WE always are."
"Alright then," I finished.
The rest of the evening consisted of way too much talking, way too many games, and why too little time to relax.
In case you're wondering, my parents don't know about the magic items. Nor will they.
Before we headed off to bed I saw Chelsea go outside and come back in with a bag. I'd bet anything I knew what, or who, was in it. We all said our goodnights and Chelsea went to her room with the bag. I waited a minute before going up to her room.
Her door was locked, but I knew where her secret key was, so I unlocked it as quietly as I could. Then I swung the door open to find a full size Charlie in my sister's bed.
Chelsea screamed, "What are you doing in here! Get out!"
"That's funny," I said, "I was just about to say the same thing to Charlie."
"It's not what it looks like!"
"Oh really? Explain to me how this is not what it looks like. Because it looks like your boyfriend is trying to knock you up."
Charlie waved his hands in front of his face, "Woah, dude, I'm not trying to knock her up. I'm just makin some love."
"Okay," I said remaining calm, "I'm going to explain this as best I can, ignoring the fact of your idiocricy."
"Hey!" He said.
"Shut up and listen. You know what making love really means? It means making a baby. Now, I'm willing to let this go, only if you never touch my sister in the way you did tonight until one day, if you change, she may marry you."
Charlie put on an indignant face.
"Now!" I demanded.
He put on his clothes and left, and Chelsea sat pouting.
"It's for your own, and his own good," I told as I closed the door behind me.
When did my life get so serious?
I went to the movies, but shrunk myself to get in. I could pay normally, but I figured this would be more fun. I hid by a trash can and waited for someone to open the door. I burly man opened it and I ran in. I got into a seat where I figured no one would sit and settled in. The screen was already big, but now it was just massive! And the sound reverberated around me. The movie started and I was too delved into it to notice the sounds of a group of teenage girls girls walk in. Before I knew it I was being flattened by a gigantic ass.
I tried to pull free from her underneath her jeans but failed I'm doing so. She settled herself and dug into the seat. I struggled for air, and I cried out for freedom. But the movie and the mynutity of my voice together hindered my escape.
Great, stuck under a fifteen year old girl's ass. I had no choice but to wait out the entire movie. I'd have to come back again with ear muffs so I could see the picture. As the credits rolled around I sighed in painful relief. But it wasn't over.
What happened next I wouldn't have ever thought possible, and I had shrinking potions! She stood up and I was actualy STUCK in her ass. She wrapped a jacket around her waist, tying me to it.
"Alright!" She said, "Party at Rachel's!"
The girls screamed and ran out of the theatre. They hopped into a car and blasted their music. I managed my way out but was knocked aside by a dancing girl's hand. I flew against another girl's thigh. My head reeling I stood up. Hit again I flew into some kind of bag.
Before I had a chance to get out the wheels screeched as the car turned into a driveway. The girls jumped out, one bringing my bag with her. They ran into what I assume was Rachel's room.
And I also assume it was Rachel who said, "Alright girls! Dump your bags!"
What was going on? Dump your bags? As if in answer to my question she continued, "Now we can see eachother's new clothes!"
Oh, I thought, that's why I was sitting in something soft and billowy. But I couldn't continue my ponderings because I was suddenly dumped onto the middle of the floor. Eight different girls were staring at me in panties and bras. They had been trying on clothes, but now eight jaws were dropped.
"Agh! It's a boy!" One said.
A boy? I don't think that's the problem here.
I had to endure a battle for who got to hold me. Several hands grabbed me, threatening to tear me apart. One managed to get me and take a good look at me. She poked me and then another girl plucked me up. She pulled back the behind of one girl's panties and plopped me inside laughing. It was like slow motion, falling to a trench of flesh. Hitting it wasn't painful but the smell was horrid.
"Hey! What did you do that for, Haley!"
Haley laughed and laughed, "Oh come on Sarah!"
I slipped down her panties to the bottom depths. Sarah reached in and got me out, I breathed I'm fresh air. Then Haley put me feet first halfway in her mouth. And then another girl half swallowed my head and upper body. So I was in the middle of a lesbian style kiss. Two tongues wrapped around my helpless form. Teeth threatened death. They spit me out, and who knows what they would have done next, but thank goodness one girl barged I'm the room and yelled, "Hey!"
That girl held me in her hand. She had red hair and purple lips. She looked to be sixteen.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"I am Alec, and you are squeezing me. don't worry, it's not like I'm going to run away."
"Oh," she said loosening her grip, "Sorry. My name is Alice. I'm sixteen."
"How old are you?" Rachel said.
"Why are you so tiny?" One called Jessica said.
"He's cute! And it's not because he's small!" One called Mia exclamed.
Almost all of them asked if I would be their boyfriend.
"Okay," I said, "I am twenty and way too old for any of you, sorry. Plus I already have a girlfriend, and I love her more than anything in the world."
"Awe..." They all said in sweetness and sadness.
"Is she small like you?" Rachel asked, still holding on to me.
"No, no, no. A shrinking potion made me like this, it only lasts a few hours. I did it to see the movie. I am actualy six feet tall."
They kept on asking me questions until I grew back. Then they all cringed at my wild, saliva covered body. They let me take a shower, alone of course. They left me new clothes, just a pair of gym shorts is all. I came out refreshed, and shirtless.
The girls looked like it was their birthdays, all I did was walk in without a shirt. I work out a lot by the way. One girl ran up and kissed me, hands on head, her friends oohed.
"I had to do that," she said.
"Alright, I have to go," I told them.
They tried to make me stay, but they did however manage to convince to flex. Yeah, I do a good flex. So after finding out where I was m, I walked the three miles home in the dark. Oh, and I Noe have eight new numbers programmed into my phone. I'm suprised it hadn't gotten destroyed that night.
I fell asleep as soon as I hit the sheets.
I humored my parents to a day on the town before heading back to school. My Mom was all choked up but between me and my Dad we were able to calm her down. Chelsea didn't even come down to say goodbye.
There were still two days of spring break left so the grounds were fairly like a ghost town. Shantel had been scheduled to come back when I arrived but she called saying she would be back for another two hours.
Well then, I thought, guess I'll just wait.
I headed to to the ever open cafeteria for some grub. I grabbed a glass of oj and a two day old prewrapped sandwhich. Kept refridgerated so it was fine. I was enjoying my lunch when another figure sat across me.
"Kenjii!" I smiled, "When did you get here?"
"Bout same time you did, Mon."
He wore his cheesy grin like a tattoo. We exchanged Stories until another figure sat beside us, well, beside Kenjii, across from me.
Her blonde hair and perfect face beheld fake joy; Carly.
"Well who is this fine hunk of woman?" Kenjii mired.
"I'm Carly," she told him.
"Oh," he said, looking as if he thought mistook an odd man for a hot chick.
"What do you want?" I sighed.
"Just you," she said.
"You can't fool me, you're not getting this guy shrunk again!"
"Maybe not, but I can still get you," she sneered.
Kenjii sipped soup, trying his best to avoid the situation. Carly ate a small cake-like thing, then stood up. She began to grow. Kenjii and I both jumped up in unison, we tried to run away but she grabbed us both. She was fifteen feet tall and slowly growing.
"How do you like me now!" She boomed.
"No better than I did before," I was pressed, by force, to her side. She tossed Kenjii who landed on a random table.
"Ow, mon!" He yelled.
What was her problem? She squeezed the air out of me. And she was cold, like there was literally ice water running through her veins. She got outside easier than you might imagine. She was free to grow.
Yes, people screamed. Carly did almost every possible thing you could do to me as she grew. She was fifty feet tall when she had finished. The earth shook beneath her gorgeous pedicured feet. Her menacing laughter beat through my body.
All the cars sped away from her, but when car pulled in.
"Run away idiot!" I yelled down.
Obviously unheard, someone stepped out of that car. Wait a minute, that was Shantel's car! And that was Shantel who... Uh, grew too. Shantel became clearer and clearer to see as she got bigger and bigger. Soon she was fifteen feet taller than Carly.
"Back off!" Carly spat.
"You back off my boyfriend!"
I waved with a feeble smile, Shantel waved back. Carly stuck my in her front pocket and lunged at Shantel. Carly was huge, but Shantel was huge...'er! Shantel grabbed Carly's wrists and brought her to the ground. Pinned, Carly had no choice but to raise the white flag. Carly was given an antidote I knew not of, and she shrunk. Unfortunately I had been in the pocket so I shrunk to accomidate her size change.
Carly was lifted by Shantel's fingertips into the air.
"Like I said, back off," She said.
Whereas Carly's head was the size of Shantel's thumbnail, my head was the size of Carly's thumbnail. Shantel flipped Carly upside down and got me. Her hand was unbelievably gigantic!
Then Carly screamed as Shantel pressed her bare foot upon her. This knocked Carly out and so Shantel shrunk herself back down. She grew me back, we made sure Kenjii was alright, and gave the police a report. Carly was being locked away, for now.
Once all that was settled I told Shantel, "Welcome back!"
Chapter 4
Despite what you may imagine, the damages weren't extreme and were fixed within a couple weeks. There was no update on the news about Josiah, but no doubt he knew of Carly's fate.
The next day was another day to spend with Shantel. I went to her room and knocked on her door. She opened it looking upset.
I gave her the flowers, "What's wrong baby?"
"I gotta go," she said pushing past me.
She left me standing there, so I decided to let her deal with whatever she had to deal through. That afternoon I was watching the news. My face drained of blood as I watched,
"The twenty year old man known as Josiah Garris was charged with yet another victim added to his four rape murders. Her name was Shantel Middle, also twenty. Police were unable to locate Garris but are still keeping an eye out for the man. If you see him, report immeadiately."
Tear ran freely down my face, Shantel had been clearly shown on the screen. I turned off the TV and mourned and wept for hours, days, weeks, months. Shantel's funeral was more painful for me than any other. Not Kenjii, not my Mom, not even therapy could help, I was a zombie, doing what I had to do, but never straying a thought from Shantel. I wanted to be angry, but I could only feel nothing.
It was an entire year before things started to change, before I slowly began to move on. It appeared that there was no hope of seeing her, life goes on.
I was finaly ready to be angry, Josiah was on the loose, and I wanted revenge.
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