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Author's Chapter Notes:

this is based on a video called 'rex' by abricot3512. it's searchable on youtube when you type in 'rex giantess' its got over 170,000 hits as of today.

let me know how i'm doing. i'd like to finish this at some point.

he was updating a status report on the computer when these lights
started flaring like sirens.
'oh, shit!'
the screen next to him reads 'ALERT! LEVEL 8 ERROR. CONTAINMENT
BREACH. EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY'
'ah!'
he felt a strange buzzing sensation thoughout his body as though
the lights were fucking around with his internal structure. then,
it was over.
he checked himself quickly and saw that he was okay; just a little
dizzy.
'jesus'
he reached his hand out to the computer when it started to shrink.
'whoa, what the hell?'
the collar of his shirt started to rise up to his chin and passed
his face. he felt his pants slipping off, exposing his junk.
*knock knock*
'Dr. Fathom? Are you in there?'
'olivia?' yelled Rex, muffled by his shirt. 'i think i need some help!'
she opened the door and gasped at the sight of her boss completely
naked, holding his hands over his balls.
'dr. fathom!'
she froze up in shock.
'liv, goddamnit! do something!'
she rushed forward to hold him when he started shrinking even
further, passed her waist. she picked him up as though he was
and oversized doll, getting smaller in her hands.
'please, don't drop me!'
she placed her hands around him to keep him from falling to the
floor. he eventually shrunk so much that he could fit in the palm
of her hand.
he stopped shrinking.
'holy shit' muttered rex. he felt the warmth and texture of olivia's
chocolate-colored hand where he sat, spread-eagled. her fingers
towered over him like trees.
'um, dr. fathom, are you okay?'
he couldn't respond. he was overwhelmed.
'here, hold still. i'm gonna bring you to the desk'
he screamed when he saw her fingers suddenly close in on top of him,
pinning him in place. she brought him to the desk and gingerly set
her hand down palm-up so he could step off.
the computer he was just typing at moments ago looked like it was
several stories tall. the keyboard came up to his waist.
'olivia, can you hear me?' he shouted.
'barely. i need you closer'
she picked him up in her fist and brought him right up to her face.
'hey! watch it!' he yelled.
'sorry, dr. fathom. how do you feel?'
'better, i guess'
'what happened to you?'
'i have no idea! i was using the computer when all these lights
started flashing. next thing i know, i start shrinking'
'whose computer is this?'
'it's terra's. she said she needed me to update some status reports'
she cocked her eyebrow.
'you think she might have something to do with this?'
'i dunno. we can ask her. can you put me down, please?'
she set him down.
'oh, jesus' he muttered, realizing he was still naked.
she giggled.
'liv, can i please get something to cover myself up with?'
'why? what's the big deal?'
'i'm really not comfortable... being naked'
she picked up her business card and just gave it to him, giggling
more.
'how's that?'
it was like an oversized check from publisher's clearing house
in his hands, he could barely hold it.
'no, no. this is stupid'
'oh, i know!' sparked olivia.
she quickly cut out a sheet of computer paper and some scotch tape.
'here, cover up with this'
'okay'
he bent down to pick up the paper when he saw that she was still
looking.
'can you look away, please, olivia?'
'okay, okay!'
she held her hand over her eyes while he wrapped himself up.
'okay, i'm done'
she lowered her hand to see him wearing the paper like a loincloth.
'Ooh, you look so cute with that on!' she said.
he blushed.
'i think i did a good job'
Chapter End Notes:

not to confuse anybody, but the malevolent co-worker i mentioned in the summary hasn't appeared yet.

i initially wanted to make the story as silly as the video with the whole 'dumbass scientist' thing, but i kinda wanted to make this more my own story than just a straight adaptation.

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