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I appreciate those readers who make the commitment to read a longer story such as "A Small Step for Mankind."  I also appreciate reading any thoughts the reader might want to share.  It takes a large effort to bring an expansive story to the reader, while ensuring it is understood and enjoyable.  Writing a story such as this is also quite enjoyable.  When submitting stories in the "Giantess/Tiny" genre, an author can not hope to capture the imagination of the entire universe of minds that travel the web. However, my imagination is well travelled.  For those travellers who will explore my corner of the universe, I believe you will return home with some nice souviners.

 

 

Author's Chapter Notes:

Fame is out of this world, but would you be willing to trade all that for an epic rendezvous with a heavenly body?

  

Dr. Marcus Small was in his office crunching some calculations on his laptop when his research partner, Dr. Kate Williams, opened his door and hurriedly entered. "One of the graduate lab assistants just told me you’re preparing to move ahead to human testing...is this true?" she said with a frustrated tone, one hand on her hip. Marcus stared at his laptop for a few more seconds, then looked up at his associate, prepared for another round in their ongoing strategy debate. He was a man many women considered handsome, with hazel eyes and pampered brown hair. He stood 5 feet 10 inches and religiously exercised several times weekly. Kate Williams was 47 years old, and well put together; dirty blonde shoulder length hair with lighter highlights, and still with a figure and fine legs that turned men’s heads. Marcus always appreciated how she dressed, like a sensual executive, still confident of her beauty.  "Yes, Dr. Williams, you have heard correctly my intentions" Marcus answered with a constrained, triumphant smile directed at his research partner. Kate took another step toward the desk, shrugging with exasperation. "We need to run the mice through another test cycle to be certain we have the dosage concentration dialed in correctly now. Human testing is still a substantial risk, and I don't support it, Marcus. You already know this." Dr. Small stood up behind his desk and turned his laptop toward Kate.  "I have double and triple checked the results of last months testing cycle. That failure was due to a dosing error by the evening lab assistant....It was not a failure of my serum.  The cellular reduction enzyme is stable and ready for human testing at a reduced concentration....This is my decision as Project Lead.  Kate, if we keep chasing shadows, we will lose our window of opportunity here. The serum we have on hand will deteriorate and another shipment of the herbal source from Argentina and Puerto Rico is questionable." Kate sat down and crossed her legs, relaxing from the sparing stance she had when she entered the office. "Ok...it's your call, and your butt on the line, literally. I suppose you want me in the lab to witness this circus act?"          Dr. Williams nodded and smiled. "There has to be one sane person in the lab, Dr. WIlliams, and you already disqualified me for that post.  Here is the itinerary and supply list" he said, sliding a small stack of papers to Kate’s end of the desk. "Marcus the Guinea Pig will be appearing Tuesday at a circus near you" he joked as Kate grabbed the papers. As she intently examined the documents, he couldn't resist the opportunity to lean left and catch a peak of her shapely legs. She rocked her black pump from her nylon clad, slender foot as she read. "I was fortunate enough to cuddle and kiss those soft feet on two occasions, and I would gladly do it again if she insisted" Marcus thought, recalling the short romance the two had 10 months earlier.

They attended the same conference in Las Vegas, and went out together to the casino, where Marcus showed Kate how to play craps.  Their first date was just friendly, but the second date ended in a sensual climax in her hotel room.  Kate was four years older than Marcus, but he found her firm body to be quite worthy of his passion.  A couple days later, during their second romantic encounter, he boldly asked "my lady, would you be terribly offended if I professed that your beautiful feet were among the many things I admire about you?"  Kate giggled.  "Not at all, Dr. Small. I spent fifty dollars on that pedicure so you better admire it.  However, I don't want you to become my full time Podiatrist; I have a lot of other parts that crave for your affection. "Marcus had been with women who freaked out at the mere thought of a man having affection for their feet, so he was relieved when Kate did not question why he found her beautiful in this way.  A few days later, when the two returned to their respective research labs on opposite ends of town, they learned she had been selected to join his staff as his second lead research manager.  The mid-size university where his lab was located would soon be receiving a large grant. They would be doing biochemical research to help solve problems with long deployments in space.  Kate and Marcus mutually agreed to cool their budding romance to maintain harmony in the lab they would share, but he stilled liked to admire her with his eyes.    As Dr. Williams walked out of his office, she smiled back at Dr. Small, possibly having some fond memories of her own, he mused.      

 Dr. Marcus Small was born into a family with not major wealth and fame, but enough to present a half motivated person with a few extra opportunities. His Great-Grandfather, Bernard Small, was an Ivy League graduate who thought a masters degree and foolish ambition would be enough to reach the moon. In the 1920’s he moved south with his pregnant wife, Mary, to take advantage of warmer weather and better conditions for rocketry. He played around with small rockets until he ran out of money, then he and his wife opened a clandestine pub during prohibition.  Bernard Small never realized his dream to reach the moon, but he and his wife concocted a drink that could get their patrons half way there. They called the drink Martian Mush, A green, foamy mixture sweet on taste and strong with alcohol.  Bernard also wrote a couple space adventure novels, with achieved some minor acclaim. Their son, Robert, graduated from the local southern university, and then opened a drive-in restaurant in the mid 1950's, and called it “Cometz Drive In.” It was inspired by Bernard Small’s fascination with space, since much of the cash at opening was his.   The most popular drink was “Martian Mush", a non alcoholic version of Mary Small’s famous beverage.  The favorite side order was “Rings of Saturn”, which were large onion rings dripping with deep-fry oil. Eventually, the family owned 10 locations, and young Marcus was forced to wear a ridiculous hat and cook spicy “Flaming Mercury” chicken all through high school.  Marcus coasted through his first three years of college, majoring in beer ingestion.  He finally did well enough to get into graduate school after his father, Robert Jr., made a sizable grant to the school.  Marcus had managed to avert total disaster in college, but did not live up to his families high expectations thus far. However, soon his name would be a major buzz when he rolls the dice with his latest research, thanks to a major grant contribution.

Tuesday at 9am, Dr. Small was giving some coeds and a local politician a tour of his lab. Council woman Maria Martino, along with 2 female members of her staff, joined the university women's volleyball team and women's swim and dive teams as they followed Marcus about from room to room.  "This is my favorite room in the entire Bernard Small Memorial Laboratory, because this is where history will soon be made. This airtight room here is where I will self administer the test of a new drug designed to make long space flights feasible. Along with the help of Dr. Williams, I have developed a drug capable of reducing an astronaut’s body mass by fifty percent, solving the enormous problem of food supply storage by reducing the rate of consumption during the space flight."  A coed member of the volleyball team asked "Why would anybody volunteer to be shrunk down?" Dr. Small nodded. "Good question. The astronauts with only be reduced to about 4 ft 8 inches tall, not extremely tiny.  This will reduce their mass by 50 percent.  Once they return, they will be heros. They will also be lavished with a very nice retirement package. After their return to Earth, they can begin the process of slowly growing to their normal size. The women followed him into the test chamber room as he described the upcoming test.  "From this beaker, on this cart, I will take one tablet and place it in the vaporizer receiving tray. Sitting in that chair, I will push a button on the arm of the chair, dropping the pellet into the vaporizing catalyst.  Through the respirator mask connected to the vaporizer I will inhale the gas for fifteen seconds.  The anticipated result of the test is that my body mass will be reduced by 4 percent and I will lose 1 inch of my height."  Emily of the volleyball team spoke up. "Is that going to be permanent, Dr. Small?"  "No, No. after about four hours I will stop losing body mass, and then I will receive an oral antidote, which will then return me to my present state over the course of a few days. The antidote will trigger cell growth much like that of a growing child, only on an accelerated level."  At that moment the door of the chamber opened quickly, knocking over a mop noisily that had been left behind the door. Karina, the twenty eight year old lab tech, popped her head in the room. "Dr. Small, Jim Kettleman with the Science Journal is at the dean’s office. He wants to interview you before your test." she said breathlessly.  "Mr. Kettleman stood me up when he was supposed to interview me after I received the Educator's Award, so he can read all about it in the Universal Buzz" Marcus replied, pointing at Melina, editor of the school paper.  Melina happily clapped at the news of her pending major scoop as the lab tech closed the door and left.  
After fielding questions from the women on the tour for several minutes, Dr. Evan looked for and noticed the beaker containing the cell reduction pellets was tipped over, the pellets nowhere to be seen. The mop had hit it when the chamber door was opened.   Making his way to the cart through the crowd of women, he kneeled and searched quickly for the missing pellets. He realized that if they were not found it could take weeks and thousand of dollars in grant money to replace them.  Another troubling thought entered his mind as he saw the open vaporizer canister almost directly below the tipped beaker. Not wanting to trouble the women on the tour, he stood and    announced "Ladies, we have arranged appetizers and drinks in the lobby, if you want to join me and Dr. Williams there in a few moments.”          

Dr. Small hurried out of the chamber ahead of the ladies in the tour and went to the lab office where Dr. Williams was readying equipment to monitor the upcoming test.  "Kate, how many reduction pellets were in the beaker placed in the chamber?" he asked, trying to remain calm. "Were?" she puzzled. "Our entire remaining supply was in there. Why?"  He stepped toward a table containing supplies. "Where's the exposure swab strips?  The beaker with the reduction pellets was knocked over....I couldn't find any....Damn, it's possible they were all knocked into the vaporizer canister."  Half in shock at his fears, Kate found what Marcus was frantically looking for on the shelf. "Open your mouth and spick out your tongue.”  They both watched the test strip as it changed to the color purple.  "This shows exposure, Marcus.  You mean to tell me all the people in that chamber were exposed?"  Karina, the lab tech, then opened the door and overheard the researcher’s conversation. "Yes, it is possible all the pellets were vaporized when Karina opened the door. I guess it is likely all occupants of that chamber at that time were exposed to some extent." Dr. Small stated in a measured, careful tone.  That that point Karina left quickly without a word.  Dr. Williams pointed out "You have only one dose of antidote in your office.  We need to give you a blood test to know the extent of exposure, and then get you that antidote."

The blood test results were shocking. The exposure level was off the charts. "Well, we really don't know the effects of this kind of exposure.  Let's go get you that antidote, Marcus" Kate reassured her near-frantic research partner. When they entered Dr. Small’s office they found Karina there.  She looked as if she just got caught swallowing a bird.  "I took it" She blurted. "I took the antidote.  I have a kid at home, and I don't get paid enough here to become a shrinking specimen myself.  I'm sorry, Dr. Small."  Marcus sighed and leaned back against his desk. "It's ok, Karina. I can't blame you.  However, I am the one in the office who can most efficiently process more antidotes. If my ability to work is hampered, the ladies who were in that room with me are more at risk."  Kate broke in, reminding the other two of the ladies now waiting in the lobby.  "I suppose I should go inform them about the problem and get them tested for exposure as well" Marcus said, talking like a man with the weight of the world on his shoulders.

The 22 women, including 12 collegiate volleyball team members, 6 swim team members, the school paper editor, and three local political operatives were reassured after testing that the most likely effects of their exposure would be losing a fraction of inch of their height and a few pounds temporarily.  They left the building reassured that a batch of antidote would be soon available and the effects of their exposure would likely be negligible in the interim.  Back in the lab, after Marcus made a quick call and left a voicemail with a chemical supplier, Kate suggested "Why don't you get on the scale.  Let's see if you lost any weight due to the exposure."    The weigh-in shocked both researchers.  "I've gone from 200 pounds to 190 pounds in 60 minutes since the exposure. My clothes seem a bit more loose, come to think of it" he sighed. "That's a pretty high rate of body mass loss, Marcus.  What did you find out when you called the supplier about the antidote ingredients?  Can they be over-nighted?" Kate asked.  Dr. Small threw up is hands. "I got their voicemail. They are closed for a couple days due to a hurricane warning.  Should I take a nine hour flight to Puerto Rico to break in to their building?"  Kate placed her hand on his shoulder. "They'll probably get back to us in the morning.  Let's get the ingredients ready that we do have so we're ready to process the active enzyme when we can get it over-nighted." Marcus nodded slowly, and without looking at Kate, shuffled off to the chemical supply vault. For the next hour he worked quickly mixing all the ingredients needed for 23 doses of the antidote, but he lacked the active enzyme, so his frustration mounted.  Dr. Williams scoured records of past tests with the mice, hoping to find what can be expected of the exposure. She only found that no previous testing involved exposure levels anywhere near the levels received by Dr. Small and the 22 women.

Three hours after the exposure, Kate emerged from her office to check on Marcus.  "Karina just left to get us sandwiches. The antidote appears to have prevented any body mass loss for her." he said, facing Kate somewhat sheepishly. "What about you, Marcus. How do you feel? Have you done another weight check?" Kate asks carefully, aware of his frustration. He looks at the floor and answers "I am 173 pounds right now. My clothes are getting pretty loose as you can see.  The phone in my office has been ringing off the hook. I think the women from the tour are freaking out, and rightly so.  Kate, I didn't mean to involve them, but I was loving the attention my grand plans were bringing me and so details were missed."  Kate shook her head. "Don't beat yourself up, Marcus. It was a freak accident, and we'll make it right. You're a great scientist and you’ve always done your best work under pressure."  He chuckled. "Maybe now I will have to do my best work under pressure from atop a booster seat."

Ten hours after the exposure, at 7 pm, the lobby of the university lab was filled with panicked women and a few reporters from the local press.  Dr. Small decided it was time to face everybody with an update.  He entered the lobby with Dr. Williams by his side.  He was now 11 inches below his normal height, and at 59 inches tall, he was 5 inches shorter and Dr. Williams. He spoke loudly and with reassuring authority. "First, let me apologize to those who have been trying to contact me today with their concerns. We have been extremely busy making preparations for the antidote. We now are certain of the antidotes effectiveness on humans, but, due to a tropical storm, the active ingredient is delayed.  As soon as the weather clears we can receive this ingredient and administer the antidote to those who need it. The reduction process should wane for those exposed in the next few hours.  Please go and get some rest and we will have another update here tomorrow."  Dr. Williams took the podium and fielded a few questions from the press, but would not be cowed into disclosing specific ingredients in the reduction catalyst or the antidote. The two researchers knew that no secret was safe with the press.  Dr. Small insisted to Dr. Williams he was still able to drive at just under 5 foot, so he made his way to his nearby condo, exhausted, and harboring many silent, swirling fears.
Marcus fell asleep on his sofa while trying unsuccessfully to locate alternate chemical suppliers on the web that carried the compound he needed.  Hours later he awoke with a need to urinate. Sleepily he made his way to the guest bath, unconsciously holding up his seemingly loose boxer shorts. Lifting the seat of the toilet in near darkness, he realized every familiar thing seemed taller.  After relieving himself he turned on the light to see himself in the mirror.  It was difficult to believe he could only see his head now. The mirror was much higher, or he was much shorter.  Stepping on his bathroom scale, he was quickly awakened by what he saw. He was only 63 pounds. In the 21 hours since his exposure, he had lost well over 50 percent of his body mass and it could well continue, he acknowledged.  After shaving, he cut eight inches off a pair of slacks so he could walk in them without tripping.  He had to punch a couple new holes in his leather belt to keep his pants up.  When he put on a shirt and buttoned it, he laughed in frustration. "I could just about wear this as a mini dress."  He then made the phone call he wasn't looking forward to making.  "Kate, I hope I didn't wake you.  Damn, I am still shrinking, Kate. I'm 63 pounds and stand about four foot no inches."  She didn't reply immediately, thinking. "Marcus, in all the experiments with the mice, they stopped losing body mass within four hours. It can't still be in your system. " Marcus replied quickly "Unless, the amount of my exposure has overloaded my liver function, and normal cleansing is not occurring...that has to be it." Marcus said, and added "Kate, can you come and get me.  I don't know how well I can drive my Ford Expedition now.  Also, my clothes look ridiculous on me. I need something to wear. "Kate thought for a moment.  "Karina probably has something at her house that will fit you.  You'll have to wait a couple hours for me, Marcus. I'll call you when I am outside your condo." 

When Kate knocked on his door two hours later, Marcus answered wearing only a towel.  "I found something that still fits me "he said as Kate walked in with a shocked look.  "Goodness, I was not quite prepared to see you like this, Marcus.  I mean, your a lot smaller than when you left...I'm just accustomed to you being five foot ten, not....four foot zero or so" she guessed as she stood close.   His head was now below the level of her chin.  Suddenly a bit intimidated as she looked down into his eyes, Dr. Small took the bag of clothes Dr. Williams was holding and hurried off to his bedroom to see if they fit.   He emerged fifteen minutes later and mustered a bit of humor as Kate rose up from the couch to get a look at him.  "Do you think my 'Spiderman' tee shirt is a bit casual for a press conference?"  Kate smiled, "I would have made you coffee but I was afraid it would stunt your growth, little guy."  He nodded and smiled, but also realized when she used humor, at 17 inches taller than he, it just made him feel uncomfortably inferior.  "Kate, I'm sorry to involve you in this mess. I'm becoming an emotional wreck, I know.  I'm 62 pounds now and we don't know how long the shrinking will occur.  Thanks for being here" He confided. 

Kate drove him to the campus lab building, where they entered through a freight door to avoid any attention. For the next two hours he was on the phone with couriers and government agencies trying to expedite a shipment of the active antidote ingredient.  At 9 am, He, Dr. Williams, and Karina returned to the lobby to face another press conference.  All the women exposed with him were also there, some looking frightened; others looking quite angry.  Four of the volleyball coeds approached him, seeking vengeance for their predicament.  Kate and Karina blocked their advance.  Since Kate and Karina were now a foot and a half taller than the coeds, the four sheepishly backed down.  Dr. Small stood on a stool behind the podium and cleared his dry throat.  "The past 24 hours has been difficult for all involved.  Believe me, I know.  At 54 pounds I have also lost well over half my body mass.  I have spent the last half hour attempting to acquire the ingredient we need for the antidote, but a power outage in Puerto Rico is slowing the process.  We hired a special courier to try to make it to the supplier as the storm passes, so on that note we must be patient.  The more we continue to shrink, the longer the process will be to return to our normal size. However, it can be achieved if the antidote is received here in a reasonable amount of time.  Dr. Williams and our lab tech, Karina,  would like to quickly examine the women exposed yesterday morning, so please take a few minutes to see them in the lab."  When Dr. Small finished, an exposed coed named Katherine spoke up "What do you mean? If we don't get the antidote soon, will we continue to shrink?"  Stepping off his stool and heading for the elevator, Marcus hurriedly replied "We're not ready to face that prospect yet.  I don't believe it will be an issue we have to deal with, ok?"  He, Kate, and Karina then returned to the lab with a few of the exposed ladies for examinations.

The next several hours passed with no word on the status of the chemical shipment.  Finally, at 6:45 pm, Dr. Williams answered the much awaited call.  Marcus leaned against her anxiously as she sat at her desk, as anxious as he was.  She hung up and smiled.  "The pizza's on its way....Just kidding. The courier has the supplier’s last two cases of the chemical loaded in a van.  The roads are in rough shape there now, but in about six hours it should be on a plane to Miami."  Marcus was tearing up with relief after a long, stressful day.  Kate put her arm around the slowly shrinking doctor, now just 3 foot 2 inches tall, and with a weight of a mere 34 pounds.  "Marcus,  you have had a big part in this colossal breakthrough, even if it does have some wrinkles along the way. You are a true pioneer." she whispered, hugging him and practically burying his face in the side of her soft breast.  After locking up the lab, they walked to Kate’s car, Marcus tripping over his pants along the way. As she helped the shrinking researcher up into the back seat of her car, she looked him in the eye.  "You know what I’m going to say, Marcus. You can't go to your condo. You’re becoming too tiny to function on your own.  Come stay at my place, in my guest room, ok?"  Defeated, Marcus nodded as he struggled with his seat belt.  Kate latched it for him, patted him on the head and joked "Good, I can't wait to see you in the footie pajamas Karina got for you at lunch."  Marcus just kicked his legs in frustration, which likely only reinforced Kate's image of him.

A couple hours later, at 9p.m., Marcus was undressing in Kate’s master bedroom, ready to try on some different clothes that might fit him.  Kate offered to help him dress. "Please, allow me the manly dignity of taking care of my own dressing" he fumed light heartedly. Kate giggled, shook her head, and walked out of the room to give him privacy.  The first outfit was too small.   He climbed up on the bed and called to her loudly "Kate, please leave the other bag of clothes outside the door. I need them now."  A moment later, Marcus was surprised when Kate entered her bedroom, wearing nothing but a smile and a sexy, blue satin camisole.  "Marcus, I couldn't resist, you look so cute and helpless when you’re this tiny. I've been heated up all afternoon. I know what heats you up, too, little man, and I'm going to let you have it all."  She pounced on the bed and gently pushed Marcus on to his back, holding his arms to the bed. Right above his head as she knelt was her beautiful left breast, hanging like a full harvest moon. She smiled as she slowly brought her nipple down to his slightly trembling lips.  He struggled a bit to free himself, but at just 28 pounds he could not budge the 120 pound beauty on top of him.  Her beautiful 34C cup breast sapped his anemic will to resist. He hungrily suckled her nipple for several minutes. She pulled up from him, smiled, and step off the bed. As she slipped off her blue satin panties, she whispered "Stay there like a good boy now.  I have another treat for you, and judging by your stiff little penis, you will like it.  "She bounded back on top of him and straddled his small face between her silky thighs.  “You have awakened the goddess Venus, and now you must sacrifice yourself to her whims” Kate announced playfully. She bought her beautiful pink pussy, with a little triangle of dirty blonde hair above, down to his lips.  Marcus obediently began to lick her sweetness in slow strokes. She was so worked up and wet, his small tongue easily slipped within her pussy lips.  She moaned softly and kept enough pressure on his lips so he would see his task to its climactic conclusion.  In five minutes, he was on top of her, making love while suckling her nipple until he exploded and convulsed in what he thought was the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced.  He slowly dismounted from between her soft thighs and asked sheepishly "I didn't fire the cannon too soon, did I?"  Kate smiled. "Your busy little tongue was enough for me. You did wonderful, my little love elf."  Marcus went ahead and accepted her comment as a compliment, not wanting to pick a fight with a beautiful woman close to four times his weight."  They then slept together in her bed after Marcus treated Kate to a foot massage that she said she would consider his cab fare in her car.

When the morning light peeked into Kate’s bedroom, Marcus was stirred into half consciousness when she rolled over to face him, then gently pulled him close to her. His cheek lay against her large, soft 34C cup breast as she continued to snooze. Marcus tried to doze off again as well, but competing thoughts of Kate’s nipples and his shrinking predicament kept him awake. Finally, when she stirred and he found her left nipple nudging his chin, Marcus considered this an invitation he could not refuse. Slowly, he took her nipple into his mouth and began to gently suckle, causing an instant erection to arise against her soft thigh. He half expected her to protest his sneak attack, but instead, without opening her eyes, she gently cradled the back of his small head with her free hand and allowed him her nipple for about ten minutes.  She then opened her eyes, smiled down at Marcus, and whispered “Seems like my little love elf is ready for another trip to heaven.” She cradled his small body, and rolled on to her back, positioning Marcus, now at 16 pounds, between her silky thighs. This time when he made love to Kate he tried to hold his cannon fire a bit longer than the night before, and believed his was successful when she quivered in climax beneath him, pressing upon his buttocks to bring him deeper inside her pussy.

    At 7:30 am in Kate’s kitchen, Marcus joined her for a bagel and orange juice. His “Spiderman” tee shirt was now large and loose on his shrinking body. Kate had just measured him moments ago at 30 inches.  After watching him struggle to climb on a kitchen chair unsuccessfully for a minute, Kate easily picked him up and sat him on the chair. His neck was barely above the level of the table top so he finally got up on his knees to eat. “I’ve lost 18 pounds and 8 inches since when we left the lab at 7 pm last night.  At this rate of shrinking, if we get that antidote chemical late tonight, I will be pretty much useless in the lab. Can you handle the rest of the processing, Kate?” She teasingly paused, thinking. “Hmmm, I’ll have to think about it, my pet” she laughed. Marcus smiled and winked. “I will miss our slumber party.”  After breakfast Kate led the reluctant, shrinking Marcus by the hand to her bathroom, where she pulled off his over-sized tee shirt and led him into the shower with her. Marcus found that taking a shower with a beautiful woman twice his height may have some very nice views, but she got the vast majority of the warm spray for herself.   When, at 8:45 am, the time came to return to the lab, Marcus was once again subjected to having Kate lift him into her car and fasten his seat belt for him.

In the lobby of the university lab building at 9 am, Dr. Williams led Dr. Small in by the hand for another press conference. All the shrinking coeds were there, being held up in the arms of their mothers or sisters to see better.  Dr. Williams lifted the now 14 pound Dr. Small up on a chair to stand as he spoke. “Good morning everyone. This should be the last meeting will we have before we receive the needed antidote ingredient.  Likely, sometime tonight we will be able to begin the process of restoring those exposed to the reduction enzyme to normal. I must reiterate, since we have lost so much of our body mass, the restoration process could take several weeks.  All who need the antidote will also receive daily high protein supplements to help the growing process.  At 6:30 pm tonight we will have another update on the delivery of the needed antidote. Any questions?” he asked, hoping there would be none.  A mother of one of the shrinking coeds called out “When is it too late for the antidote, Dr. Small?”  This was the one thing he did not want to publicly contemplate.  “We believe that an exposed human or animal will lose its opportunity to be restored if they lose more than 95 percent of their body mass.  Those exposed here would not face that prospect until, maybe, some time tomorrow.”    At that, Dr. Williams helped Dr. Small from the chair and led him out of the lobby to the lab.

At 10 am Marcus was in his lab office alone, trying not to watch the clock.  All preparations were done for the antidote except for the receipt of the main ingredient en route from Puerto Rico.  There was a buzz on the phone intercom speaker. “Dr. Small, Kirsten is asking to see you.”  Kirsten was his step daughter for 8 years until Marcus and her mother divorced 18 months earlier.  Kate and Kirsten had met a several times when the teen visited him here at the lab. Before he could reach the phone to say he could not visit now, his office door opened.  “Where is he, Kate” he heard his nearly 19 year old former step daughters voice as he hid behind his desk.  He looked up as he heard a gasp, seeing the 115 pound, gorgeous, brunette 18 year old looking down at him.  Her shiny, brunette hair stretched about 8 inches below her shoulders. She wore flip flops, blue jeans, and a pink midriff top. “Hello, Pumpkin.  I was hoping you wouldn’t see me like this” Marcus said sheepishly, walking out from behind his desk to face Kate and Kirsten. The pretty brunette teen regained her composure “Daddy, I saw you on the news last night.  You weren’t this tiny then. You kinda sound like an elf now…freaky!”  The shrinking researcher now stood between Kate and the five foot six high school girl’s dive team captain.  Now just 28 inches tall, He looked up at the pretty brunette and shrugged.   “I am an elf.  I make the 'Naughty and Nice' list, so watch yourself, little missy.”   The two women standing over him laughed. After they chatted for a few minutes, Marcus commented “You know, it is hard to get accustomed to looking up at you like this, Pumpkin.”  At that he stepped into his overbearing father role. “Looking up at your belly button I see a piercing and stud I had never seen before. Did I not explain to you the human body does not require any more holes than we come with originally? “Kirsten bit  her lip, trying to look naive.   Well, yeah, I remembered that, but the stud and piercing were on sale. You told me to always pay sale price, yeah.” The shrinking researcher slapped his forehead in frustration as the two women giggled.

Kate broke in, “Kirsten,  It’s going to take a few weeks for Marcus to regain his height.  Maybe you help him out sometimes, running errands and what not.”  Marcus was waving and shaking his head “no” when Kirsten answered “Of course I’ll help this stubborn little guy. We can hang out at the Inland Mall and he can help me shop for shoes…yeah, like my little shoe elf.” Kirsten turned away, and slipped her beautiful size 7 1/2 foot out of her flip flop. Looking behind her, down at the 28 inch man, she lifted her wrinkled, soft sole off the floor and pressed her toes under Marcus' tiny chin, with their glossy, bubble gum nail color. "You can help me find some size 7 1/2 in all the latest styles" she giggled. “Maybe I could just wait outside with the reindeer” Marcus said after escaping Kirsten’s pretty toes.  Kate reassured Kirsten “Don’t worry about our little guy. He’s staying with me until I find him a good home. The two beauties laughed and Kirsten replied “I’ll take him if you finally get him trained not to chew on shoes!“ They got another laugh at the troubled mans expense. With that his former step daughter knelt down and kissed him on the cheek, then headed off to her Child care training class on campus.  Marcus went back to counting the minutes until he would reverse the slow loss of his dignity.  He pondered how when he stood between Kate and Kirsten, he felt a bit diminished as they chatted. They towered above him at about twice his stature.

Hours later, at 6pm, Marcus was sitting in a chair in Kate’s office eating a small cheeseburger while Kate finished a club sandwich at her desk.  He now stood just 26 inches and weighed 11 pounds. “I guess at least I’ve become a cheap date, Kate.  I don’t know if I can finish this 'One Buck Burger.' "  Kate smiled mischievously. “Maybe your little duckie will help eat it.” Marcus fumed and stuck his tongue out at her. She was referring to the baby duck illustration on the toddler shirt he now wore with matching yellow short pants. As she laughed at her sensitive research partner, Kate’s cell phone rang.  “It’s the importer. “  After overhearing half of a very short conversation, Marcus felt butterflies in his stomach as Kate hung up her phone.  She sighed and put her hand over her mouth.  “The courier had to abandon the van due to hurricane debris blocking the road.  When the driver returned a short time later, all the parcels were gone, taken by looters. Marcus, the last of the antidote catalyst in Puerto Rico, or anywhere, is vanished. I’m sorry.”  He just sat dumbfounded upon his chair.  The remainder of his “One Buck Burger” slipped out of his hand and hit the floor as he slowly shook his head.  “What am I going to do, Kate? What? In an hour 22 women are going to expect me to have the antidote in my hand. I can not even help myself anymore, let alone help them.  I am out of answers and out of options.”  He lowered his tiny head, defeated and depressed.  Kate walked from her desk, gently picked him up and sat him upon her lap. She placed her arms around him and gently rocked the 26 inch tall man in silence.

At 7pm Dr. Williams entered the lobby for the press conference while carrying the solemn looking Dr. Small on her hip. She stood at the podium and looked out at the anxious and surprised crowd.  “Good Evening” She began. “I am afraid I have some bad news tonight.  Due to a tropical storm and theft, the antidote product we have waited for has been lost.  It can not be replaced for several months, if at all. The, ahh, those exposed, including Dr. Small here, can not receive the antidote to reverse their body mass reduction.  It….It will soon become permanent. We also do not know when the reduction with cease.  The university medical research team will be in touch with those exposed to offer after-care and to help with the adjustment to their new lifestyles. Good night and good luck.”  Dr. Williams hurried out of the lobby with Dr. Small hiding his face in the side or her soft breast as she carried him upon her hip. Behind them were the shrill cries of 22 women, who, along with Dr. Marcus Small, were shrinking into a world of powerlessness and irrelevance.

A couple hours later at Kate’s house, Marcus sat upon her sofa, melancholy and staring into space. He now wore only a pair of thick underwear, finding he was short of clothes until Kate can do some shopping. He now weighed 7.2 pounds. Kate sat down next to him and tried on console him.  She wore her peach skirt and white dress blouse. “Marcus, you don’t need to trouble yourself with this situation any more tonight. Do you want to watch a movie?”  Marcus just shook his head, not looking up at her. Kate kicked off her peach colored pumps and swung her pretty, nylon clad feet on to the sofa next to Marcus. “Do you want to give me a foot massage?  I would really appreciate it.  You shouldn’t feel useless. You can still knock me out with one of your special foot massages, Marcus.”  He finally nodded, grateful for Kate’s help for the last couple days and wanting to please her. He turned to her beautiful left foot, covered in sheer, nude nylon. The 23 inch tall Marcus straddled her foot between his tiny legs. Her heal pressed against his groin as he slowly worked on her toes with both hands. After a couple minutes he gave her beautiful toes a few kisses. The scent of her nylon clad toes was mild and feminine, with a hint of the perfume she liked to spray in her shoes.   Kate sighed, her eyes closed. “Mmm, that’s my little man. You’re hired.”  

A few minutes later Kate sat up. “Let’s do this right” she whispered, smiling at the 23 inch man pampering her foot attentively. She pulled a tube of foot lotion out her purse, loosened the lid, and placed it by Marcus. Kate then stood and slipped off her nylons. She took Marcus by the arm. “Stand up, little man” she whispered. He was confused, but obeyed as she could now easily lift him with one arm if she wanted. Kate held his arm with one hand, and pulled off his loose underwear with her other hand, leaving him naked, his tiny erection no longer hidden. She grinned. “As I suspected, little man, I will take your stiff little wienie as an acceptance of my job offer.”  She sat the dumbfounded, shrunken researcher back down and placed a throw pillow behind him to help his comfort. Kate laid down again, and presented him with her soft, right, bare foot this time.   She once again closed her eyes as Marcus began to slowly work the fine lotion into the silky, soft sole of her right foot.  Fifteen minutes later, when Marcus thought the beauty was asleep on the sofa, his desires got carried away. He lay on his side and slowly took the fourth toe of Kate’s beautiful, left foot into his moist, trembling lips.  Slowly he began to suckle the toe next to her little toe, while continuing to massage her soft feet with both hands. He was relieved when she did not stir.  For several minutes he continued to savor her succulent toe. Finally she stirred, and he thought she would scold him for getting sloppy with her toe.  She stood up and reached for naked, 7 ½ pound man. “Bedtime, little man. Pick up the foot lotion. You can use it in bed.” As Kate picked up Marcus and placed him on her hip, she eyed his stiff, throbbing penis. “Goodness, all that inspiration came from just one of my toes.  Wait until you get my next assignment. We’ll see just how girl crazy you are, little man.”

Kate carried Marcus to her bedroom and set him upon her bed. Standing over him, smiling, she slipped off her skirt and panties together.  “Time for my nightly orgasm, little man. If you do a good job I have a special treat for my little love toy.”  Marcus stared in wonder at the strip tease show.  At forty seven years old, Kate was, by any standard, a beautiful woman.  Her 120 pound frame, hour glass shape, blonde highlighted hair, and beautiful 34C cup breasts would inspire any man. She laid back on her bed, with her silky thighs spread and gently pulled her 23 inch lover to her, guiding his tiny face to her moist pussy. Obediently, he began to lick her sweet pussy, rubbing his tiny checks against her sweet pussy lips as well to increase her stimulation.  He eagerly brought Kate to a quivering orgasm.  When she had her climax she easily pulled him up and placed him at her beautiful nipple. As he slowly suckled, he eyes to not hide the utter contentment he felt. “You were a good boy again tonight, little man.  I know you love my nipples…Do you love my pretty feet too, Marcus?” She whispered.  Continuing to suckle, he slowly nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed that she now knew of the secret desires he had held for her all this time.  “Now time for your special treat, my little boy toy” she whispered, pulling Marcus from her nipple.

As he watched, confused and  sitting naked on her bed, Kate laid out a towel on her bedspread at the foot of her bed. “My little lover boy might get a little messy” she smiled. She handed him the tube of foot lotion, and laid back down on her side, her beautiful bare feet on the towel. She looked down at the hopeful, yet submissive little man kneeling at her feet.  “Ok, little man. Show me how much you love me now. Rub some lotion on my soles and then you can give me your best little squirt.”  Marcus needed no further encouragement. He lay down at her beautiful feet and slowly began to rub a bit of the lotion on her already soft and heavenly soles.  Marcus then began to passionately kiss, over and over, Kate’s soft, wrinkled soles.  For a few moments he moved his trembling lips from her right foot to her left, then back again, to be certain each knew how much they were loved.  When he could wait no more, Marcus adjusted his position and pressed his throbbing erection upon her soft, warm, wrinkled soles, pressing her beautiful feet to him as he made sweet love.  Within a few minutes he squirted his tiny load on Kate’s soles. Sheepishly, he dabbed her beautiful feet with the towel to remove the man-goo he left behind.   With sleepy, bedroom eyes Kate looked down at Marcus. “Goodness. My little energizer bunny got a big charge from my toes.  Come here for night-night. I want to cuddle my little naked man.  Marcus walked to the edge of her bed and turned off the lamp, and then obediently he lay down by her. She pulled the covers over him and pulled him close.  In the darkness he once again found his cheek nestled against her nipple. He turned slightly toward it and heard Kate whisper “Night-night now, little love toy.

In the morning, Marcus awoke with an urgent need to visit the bathroom.  Kate continued to snooze as he slipped out of her arms embrace and crawled to the edge of her bed. He was now just 20 inches tall and the drop to the floor was higher than his stature, so he figured he should try to land on Kate’s discarded blouse. “Just a minute, Marcus.  Let me help you down” Kate called out sleepily behind him.  Sliding out of bed, she walked barefoot around her bed and lowered Marcus to the floor. “Goodness, your so tiny now. Don’t try to climb off the bed by yourself” she scolded Marcus lightly, patting him on his little head before he hurried off to the master bath.  Kate followed him in, and found him staring at the toilet with a frantic, frustrated expression.  The seat was at the level of his shoulders.  He couldn’t look Kate in the eye as she giggled, and lifted him up to stand on her toilet seat.  She kept her hands around his tiny waist as he emptied his bladder.  “Let’s check your weight, little man” she said, lowering him unto her bathroom scale.  He read the troubling numbers. “I'm down to 9.5 pounds, damn.  I’ve lost four and a half pounds overnight. When is this going to finally end, Kate?”  "Don’t trouble yourself over things you can’t change, Marcus." Kate pulled down her panties.  “It’s my turn.” She sat on her toilet and emptied her bladder. While she sat on her toilet she subjected Marcus to a physical examination, holding him by the arm and turning him around to various angles.  “Well, it looks like everything is still there, little man” she smiled, flushing her toilet. 

“Time for our shower.  Let me help you in, little man.”  As his beautiful, naked caretaker easily lifted him into the tub shower, Marcus wanted to scold her for her habit of calling him “little man”, but he held his tongue. She was helping him a great deal in this bizarre time, and a ridiculous nickname was a small price to pay for cuddling with the forty seven year old beauty each night.  Once again in the shower, he struggled to receive some the warm spray and ended up using the run off from Kate’s pelvis as his shower head, standing between her beautiful legs. 

While Kate was drying Marcus off with a large bath towel that had become too bulky for the shrinking researcher to easily maneuver, Kate asked some curious questions. “Marcus, when I picked you up from your condo I saw a photograph on your mantle with you, Kirsten, and an attractive, blonde woman in her early forties. Is she your ex?”  Marcus nodded. “Yes, that’s Sophia. She’s 41 years old and 100 percent Italian.  She started dying her hair blonde after we divorced. I guess she goes about telling any who asks about the break up that I would not have left her if she were a blonde. She’s still a bit bitter. That photo was taken at Kirsten’s dive meet in Dallas about 3 months ago.”  Kate pressed further “Have you two, ah, gotten together much since the divorce?”  Marcus started to see a small amount of jealous curiosity in Kate’s interrogation. “We’ve gotten together for a few of Kirsten’s functions, that’s all.”  Kate hesitated, then asked “Marcus, did you make love to Sophia’s feet the way you love mine?”  Marcus was surprised by this direct question, but wanted to be open with Kate. “I think she married me because she felt insecure. I had a good job as head of the science department at the junior college, and she was in housekeeping at the big motel by the airport.  She had a year and a half left to complete  a management degree, so I let her quit work and finish college. Now she’s in management at the big motel. Our love life was  good enough while we were dating, but after we got married, it was a train wreck. She didn’t understand why I would want to show my love sometimes by giving her toes kisses.  She killed the mood most of the time with her ridicule.  After 7 1/2  years she finally got a clue that she was the reason I had Erectile Dysfunction. She tried to play along and fake it for a while, but by that time the flame was already doused, I’m sorry to say.”  Slowly, a smirk came to Kate’s face “You had E.D.?  That’s a laugh; you’re my little energizer bunny.  You belong to me now. You may deny it, but you’re stiff penis tells the story.” She held Marcus’ already stiffening erection between two manicured fingers, and then giggled at the instant growth.

After breakfast Marcus scoured the World Wide Web, trying to find another supplier for the ingredient he needed. In the recent past he had performed the same search but now he was beyond desperate. Kate set up her lap top for him on the floor, next to her love seat. While he was transfixed on his futile search, Kate was coming and going from the room, working on a couple loads of her clothes in her laundry room.  She wore a baby blue peasant blouse and denim shorts as she went about her housework. When she wasn't busy, she would sit on her love seat, with Marcus at her feet, and read a magazine.  She was careful not to interrupt his online research, knowing the stress he must be experiencing. She crossed her legs as she read, slowly swinging her beautiful size 7 bare foot with her red toenail polish. Several times she inadvertently brushed against Marcus’ ear with her toes. Each time he would give her beautiful left foot a couple kisses.  After about the sixth time, he took a break for his research to give Kate’s soft foot about five minutes worth of undivided attention and kisses. “If you keep adoring me like that, little man, I am going to have to carry you back in my bedroom and put you to work” she smiled, looking down at her passionate guest. 

Marcus had been coping with the stress fairly well all morning, but now came the time he dreaded most.  He would have to face those shrinking along with him, and could provide no answers for them whatsoever. At 11 am Dr. Williams walked into the lab building lobby with purpose, carrying Dr. Small upon her right hip. Kate saw Marcus’ shock when Kirsten greeted them at the door, wearing a nice dress, as was Kate.  Dr. Williams said “Thanks for coming Kirsten. I forgot to tell our little man you wanted to be here, but I’m sure it means a lot to him." She and Kirsten sat next to Karina, the lab tech, behind the podium.  From his vantage point upon Dr. William’s lap, the 17 ½  inch tall Dr. Small could see some of the 22 women in the audience exposed along with him. They were all of similar height, resting upon their mother or sister's lap. After a moment of reading some hand notes, Dr. Williams placed Dr. Small upon Kirsten’s lap and walked to the podium.  “Good day, everyone. Thanks for taking time out of your busy Friday to attend. I am Dr. Williams. I will speak on behalf of Dr. Small and the university today. Her Honor, Judge Judith Peyton, to my right, will also have a few words for you at the end of the meeting. This has obviously been a very emotional, stressful time for all involved, including the families.  We have, unfortunately, no reason to believe an antidote can be acquired in time to prevent permanent transformation to those exposed. Dr. Small is now, at 3 ½  pounds, beyond the threshold of ninety five percent of body mass loss. All involved appear to be experiencing a similar rate of shrinkage.  All we can do at this point is to keep those involved healthy, and to offer assistance to the families caring for those involved. Judge Judith Peyton will now tell you about what her office has prepared.” Dr. Williams returned to her seat and Judith Peyton stood at the podium.  “Thank you, Dr. Williams; The University contacted my office two days ago, Wednesday, to discuss the legal issues of those involved. My staff and I drew up some documents to address those issues.  The mothers, or sisters, in some cases, are hereby granted custody of the affected adults, similar to parental status, since those affected can no longer function independently. Those affected can choose to grant their custodial guardians a monthly grant of $4500 dollars, to be issued from the college grant fund.  Those affected will be able to retain control of their physical assets, or sign everything over to their guardians. In the case of Dr. Small, he will become the ward of Dr. Williams pending further assessment of prospective permanent guardians.  Thank you all for coming. Would the new guardians please come to the table on the right to finalize the documents?”   Upon Kirsten’s lap, Marcus sat speechless. In less than a week, Kate had gone from being his junior research partner, to now being his temporary legal guardian. With Kirsten’s strong left arm holding him snuggly to her, he was but an audience to the conversation between Kirsten and Kate about him. “His car is in the garage at his condo, Kirsten. Can you take his Ford Expedition home?  He certainly can’t drive it anymore, so you can use it.” Excitedly, Kirsten replied “Oh, fantastic.  That Old police interceptor he bought me two years ago is about dead.  I can ride you around in style now, little man” she giggled, kissing her former step father on the cheek and then lifting him to Kate’s waiting arms. A frightful realization came to Marcus’ mind. “Kirsten, what ever you do, don’t tell your mother I need a guardian. If she gets her greedy hands on me at this size, I shutter to think of what that vindictive woman will do.“ Kirsten nodded “Ok, daddy. I won’t let anything happen to you.“ She kissed him again and walked to her new car. Kate, his beautiful new guardian, cradled Marcus as she walked to her car to head to her condo. Silently, he pondered what his future held. He and 22 women were experiencing things no other on Earth could imagine, the fairly sudden loss of their physical standing in the world.

At 1:30 pm Kate’s phone rang. After she answered it, Marcus refocused on his research.  He was distracted when he heard the name Kirsten, and a mention of babies.  After Kate hung up, Marcus stood and asked about the call. “That was Kirsten, Marcus. She was asking how you are holding up.  She came up with a solution to your clothes shopping phobia. You don’t want to go walking around with me at the mall, drawing attention to yourself, so,  Kirsten has a friend who is assistant manager at a children’s clothing consignment shop. We can do our shopping in the back room of the shop, so you won’t have to deal with the curious public.  You ok with that?”  Reluctantly Marcus nodded. He needed to get some small clothing somehow.  “Good, little man. Kirsten will meet us at the consignment shop at 4 pm.  Afterward we’ll go out for supper with her. I can get a private room at The Peking Dragon if they’re not too busy. After another 30 minutes on Kate’s laptop, Marcus gave up and devoted himself to pampering Kate with a foot massage. He was unaware that she could see his little erection peeking out beneath the tee shirt he wore like a dress.   “Ok, little man” she said, shaking her finger at him teasingly. “I warned you not to get my girl juices going, and you did anyhow." With that she stood and lifted the now twenty two inch tall man. She cradled him in her arms like an infant and carried him to her bedroom.  On her bed she pulled off his tee shirt, and laid him on his back. She then slipped of her denim shorts and ivory silk panties and bounded on top of him, straddling his head between her silky thighs. Slowly she lowered her sweet, moist pussy to his waiting lips.  “You know what to do, little man” she whispered, breathing heavy with excitement.  Marcus used his entire face and tongue in tight circles to stimulate Kate’s pussy.  He knew she was close to climax above him when she increased the pressure against his tiny tongue slightly and began to buck in rhythm. After she was thoroughly pleased, she sat atop her bed and slid her beautiful bare feet to Marcus at the foot of her bed. After he suckled her second and middle toe for a few minutes each, Kate encouraged him.  “Pull on your naughty little erection, Marcus.  I want to see you squirt for my toes.  Go ahead…keep suckling that toe, little man.”  He obediently began to pull his erection, with her beautiful toe in his mouth all the while. Within a few minutes he shot a little load on the towel beneath him.  “That’s my good boy. Those toes can make you my devoted little love toy, can’t they.”  Marcus sheepishly nodded, a bit embarrassed that Kate understood his passionate weaknesses so well.

After pleasing Kate, Marcus gave up his fruitless internet search for the antidote ingredient he need, realizing such a rare herb would not be found again. He followed Kate about her condo as she did housework.  As Kate sat on her love seat folding her clothes, she smiled down at Marcus. He helped fold her socks, panties, and nylons on the carpet at her bare feet.  When she placed Marcus on her bathroom scale at 3 pm he was under 3 pounds and measured 16 inches tall, about the same as a preemie newborn.  The two did not discuss the results, both knowing that nothing could be done, but to cope with it. Marcus found he now  longer had the strength to open a dresser drawer when he tried to help put away Kate’s clothes.  “Damn, the drawer must be stuck” he fumed.  He was embarrassed when Kate opened the drawer with two fingers, but she knelt down and kissed his tiny cheek.  “You’re my good little helper, Marcus.”  

At 3:45 pm Kate carried Marcus to her car in an infant car seat, keeping him fully covered with a blanket to lessen his embarrassment in public.  Fifteen minutes later she parked at the consignment shop and carried Marcus into the store, nestled in her arms and still covered with the blanket.  “Hi, Kate” Kirsten chimed, having just arrived ahead of them. “This is Su-Hwa. She’s going to help us with our shopping.  Su-Hwa is the assistant manager here" Kirsten explained.   Marcus, being held in Kate’s arms and completely covered by the blanket, could not see out. He heard a melodic voice with a slight Korean accent. “Hello. Come to the back of the store. I have a private room with some newborn clothes already set out for our little customer. A moment later, Kate pulled off Marcus’ blanket and gently stood him on the floor, in front of her.  Kirsten gasped “Oh my goodness. Yes, he certainly has shrunk more.  Su-Hwa, this is my former step father, Marcus.  You might have seen him at the swim meets when you were Dive Team Captain and I was a freshman.”  The beautiful young Korean woman bowed slightly to Marcus and in turn he bowed deeply to her. Marcus had always thought some of the most beautiful women in the world come from Korea, and Su-Hwa did not change his mind. At his height he first noticed her beautiful feet within black, sling back, open toed pumps.  Her toes sported a French pedicure.  She wore a gray floral, ruffle chiffon dress.    “The clothes I set aside for Marcus are here on the table.  We have a few different sizes from which to choose” Su-Hwa announced, looking above Marcus to Kate. She  motioned to a large, high table. Both Kirsten and Kate began to pick up items, and sometimes bent over to hold the items against Marcus for a rough fit.  Kirsten was dressed nicely with a dress and pumps herself, the same outfit she wore at the press conference. Marcus was a bit intimidated by being surrounded by three beautiful women, all standing nearly 4 times his height.  He tried to break his tension with humor. “Well, Su-Hwa, thank you for choosing items that do not carry pictures of choo choo trains or bunnies. Do you have any polo shirts in my size?”  With a straight face, the Korean beauty held close to Marcus a one piece preemie jumpsuit with an illustration of a horse on the chest.  The three women all laughed, looking down at Marcus as he modeled it, holding it to his chest and turning about.  “Would you like Su-Hwa to put that in a gift box for you, Daddy?” Kirsten giggled.  He just shook his tiny head and handed the jumpsuit back up to Kate.  Fifteen minutes later Kirsten and Kate had chosen a number of outfits for Marcus.  He hated every one of them, but needed them desperately.  Kate handed Marcus’ leather wallet down to him from her purse.  He lifted out his credit card and gave it to Su-Hwa.  She took the card from the shrinking researcher and said “I believe this is the first time that I had customer wearing “preemie” size clothes, who has paid with their own credit card.  All three women once again laughed.  After Su-Hwa left to box up the purchases, Kirsten gently lifted Marcus and laid him on his back on a pad atop the high table. “Let’s get you into some clothes that fit you. Before Marcus could protest, she pulled off the long shirt over his head, leaving him momentarily naked. She then laid him on top of a blue jumpsuit.  Marcus saw Kate’s smirking off to the side. In a hurry to get something over his body, Marcus helped the beautiful 18 year old brunette guide his tiny feet and hands into the jumpsuit.  “Careful with that zipper” he whimpered as she slowly pulled the long zipper over his groin.  Then he was moved back the other direction, atop the blanket. Kirsten first folded the left side of the blanket over his tiny body, then the right.  She blew a kiss down to him as she folded the top flap of the blanket over his head and picked him up in her arms.  “I love you, little guy daddy” she whispered as she lifted him off the table. Marcus realized a response was called for here. “I love you too, Pumpkin“, the final word was muffled as his tiny face was snuggled against Kirsten‘s chest. “Wow, Kate, he sure is tiny.  It’s nothing to carry him” Kirsten said as the two women walked toward the exit.  

An hour later at the Chinese restaurant, Marcus was relieved when Kate had arranged a private meeting room for their meal.  He had to swallow his pride to be comfortable, sitting in a fine wooden high chair at the end of the table.  Given an empty plate, he enjoyed samples from Kirsten‘s entree. “I’m stuffed” he claimed as he had to forego the fortune cookie.  At just under 3 pounds his appetite was about 10 percent of normal.  “He’s a cheap date now, isn’t he Kate?” Kirsten quipped.  “Yes, but it is important he eats well to keep up his body’s cleansing capabilities. Is Kirsten going to need to spoon feed you, little man” Kate joked. She added “He has had a long day, though. We have to give him a break just this once.”


That evening at Kate’s condo there was a lot of silence Marcus tried to digest his new reality. Kate didn’t want to press him into discussions he wasn’t ready for, so she put a “Cartoon Marathon” DVD in and allowed him to vegetate, just watching mindless TV. As he sat next to her on her love seat.  After a bit she got up to do something in her kitchen.   When she returned, she had changed out of her business outfit. She now looked cute in a long, pink, sateen nightshirt that showed off her beautiful legs and size 7 bare feet.  At 10 pm, when she sat down a few feet from Marcus, he stood on her love seat and walked to her.  He kissed her bare arm, and caressed her skin. “Kate, I’m sorry for seeming such an ungrateful guest.  I just, ahh, I have so much going through my mind.  I do appreciate your help…the way you’ve taken care of me.  I’m becoming so tiny and helpless.  I don’t want to be a burden. I’m scared, Kate.”  He could no longer keep himself from pouting.  Kate gently picked up the 2 pound man and held him to her shoulder. Softly patting his back, she whispered “Don’t you worry.  You’re my little man now…You are not a burden.  You are a very intelligent man, whom I have always admired, and I’m sure you will always find a way to help.  No matter what, you have me, and you have Kirsten.”  Marcus sat upon Kate’s lap, watching cartoons for another twenty minutes while she cuddled him with her left hand. She stroked his hair with her long, manicured fingers.  When the cartoon ended, Marcus yawned, and stood on Kate’s soft lap, turning to her.  He motioned for a kiss.  She smiled, kissed half his tiny face with her soft lips, and began to unbutton her nightshirt.  “Sleepy now, little man?  I know what will help you relax after your rough day.”  She smiled down at Marcus as she laid him back her left arm and exposed her 34C cup left breast.  The 14 ½  inch tall researcher could not resist her perky nipple as she brought his lips close.  As he began to suckle passionately, he noticed Kate’s nipples were becoming quite a full mouthful at his tiny size, but he was determined to keep that pink beacon of Heaven in his mouth, even as she stood and slowly walked to her bed.  After pulling off Marcus’ little preemie one-piece outfit atop her bed top, Kate had her little love toy bring her to orgasm with his tiny tongue, then she rolled him over on his back and straddled his tiny body.  ”I want to taste your man-crème, little man. Give it to me” she playfully growled. She brought her lips to his tiny, full erection.  She slowly licked his penis several times.  “Hmm, you like my tongue, little man? You’ll love my lips” she smiled as she took his penis into her red lips. She sucked gently and worked her tongue over the tip. Within a few moments Marcus squirted into the beautiful blonde’s lips.  She giggled, watching his tiny body convulse beneath her.  After she turned off her light and pulled him close, Kate sleepily whispered “Good, little man. You gave me two good orgasms today. You are a girl’s best friend.”

Saturday morning the two slept in a bit.  When Marcus did think about climbing off Kate’s bed himself, He found it was about equivalent to a seven and a half foot drop to the floor from his shrinking perspective, so he waited for Kate’s help.  At 9 am, Kate announced “Time for our shower, Marcus.”  He insisted on walking to the bathroom, instead of allowing Kate to carry him.  He realized that her normal stride was now four times longer than his own.  When he stepped on her bathroom scale, he weighed in at a mere 1 pound.  He was still shrinking at the same rate.  She measured him at 12 inches tall. While in the shower with Kate he stood between her legs to receive the warm runoff from her body.  He was now well below the level of her knees in stature. 

The only thing Kate found for him to wear to fit was a one piece preemie jumpsuit, the smallest from the store.  Even that was a bit large on his tiny body. He had to lie on Kate’s bed and allow her to dress him because he did not have the strength to secure the snaps on the inside of the legs himself.  She stood over him, wearing just a black lace bra and matching panties.  When she got Marcus dressed she realized “Oops, we don’t have any socks for you, little man. Let’s test your reflexes.”  She grabbed his tiny right ankle with two fingers and tickled his foot.  Marcus squirmed and howled, but could not escape the light grasp of Kate’s manicured fingers.  After receiving Kate’s tickle attack, Marcus was given a kiss by his beautiful tormentor, and then allowed to escape to her living room.

Marcus was reluctant to begin the process of dismantling his now extinct life.  Kate wanted him to make a list of small valuables she could pick up from his condo for safe storage.  When she handed him a paper pad and pen on her living room floor, Marcus found Kate’s equivalent 25 foot height, and impatient expression, to be all the motivation he needed. Obediently, he started the list.  She sat above him on her love seat, wearing a spaghetti strap, silk camisole tank top, denim Capri pants, and a pair of cute leopard-spot thong sandals on her beautiful size 7 feet.

At 2 pm Kate took a phone call.  After hanging up Kate lifted Marcus on to her lap.  “That was Kirsten.  She agreed to help us move a few boxes out of your condo tomorrow.  She has your Expedition now, so she can help us carry boxes to my storage unit. “ Feeling a bit inadequate, Marcus lowered his head.  “I don’t know what I can carry, but, ok.”  Kate hugged him closer, taking his list from his hands. “This list will help a lot, Marcus.  I know this process isn’t easy for you, but just take little steps and pretty soon we’ll be done.”  Marcus, wanted to break the tension he caused, so he stood on Kate’s lap and hugged her soft, left breast through her top.  “As long as my journey leads me to your heavenly body” he chimed, kissing her breast.  Kate got a triumphant smile on her face. So, is that  the best motivational tool for you, little man?”  She reached and pulled up the left side of her top and black bra beneath, exposing her beautiful left breast.  She gently laid the 12 ounce man in her left arm and brought him to her nipple.  After he latched on with his tiny lips, she began to unbutton the bottom half of his jumpsuit.  “I want to see just how motivated that nipple can make my little man.  In a few seconds, his tiny, throbbing erection was exposed, and he didn’t care.  Marcus wanted to show Kate how much he loved her.  After allowing him her beautiful nipple for ten minutes, Kate pulled him away.  “We need to finish our lists, little love toy boy” she smiled down at him as she buttoned his jumpsuit again.  She giggled and tapped with her manicured index finger on the bulge in the jumpsuit caused by his desperate, unsatisfied erection. 

Soup and sandwiches were served by Hazel at 6 pm.  Sitting atop her table, Marcus was now just 11 ounces, standing just 10 ½  inches tall.  His jumpsuit now too large for him.  He now wore a yellow, cotton loin cloth Kate fashioned for him 30 minutes before. He wanted to protest that she used a pair of her old cotton panties for the material, but it was better than nothing. Marcus had a little square sandwich on a napkin, but could not use any spoon Kate possessed for soup.  She brought her spoon down to him, with just a bit of split pea soup on the tip for him.   The spoon seem as large as a shovel to the shrinking researcher. From his shrinking perspective Kate finished off an equivalent of 8 gallons of soup, along with a sandwich with an equivalent weight of 5 pounds. She called this a light dinner.  After the two finish their meals, Marcus graciously chimed “Thanks for the dinner, Kate” and kissed her finger as she wrapped her fingers nearly all the way around his tiny body.  She could now easily pick him up with just two manicured fingers.

A couple hours later Kate asked Marcus to help her with some online shoe shopping.  “I seem to have a clear day planner, so why not” he joked in his new, high pitched, squeaky voice. He sat on her lap as she browsed. He stood to get a better look when she asked his opinion. “This is interesting, Marcus.  The only shoes you vote for me to buy are high heeled sandals, flat sandals, and sling back heels.  The less the material, the more you want them on my feet” she teased.  Kate tickled his tummy a bit with her long nails.  “Just remember, Beautiful. Barefoot is always acceptable for you” he replied, covering his tummy in a vane attempt to fight off another tickle attack.  To keep him from pouting, the beautiful blonde ordered a pair of cute sling backs and a pair of silver thong sandals.  She also ordered the same in a size 7 ½ for Kirsten‘s upcoming birthday, to make sure Marcus didn‘t forget his fatherly duties during this wild time in his life. “If you always want me in sandals, little foot boy, you need to be my little pedicure artist” she teased as she finalized her online order. He nodded from her lap. “Finally, something I can actually do to help Kate” he thought.

After putting away her lap top, Kate disappeared for a minute to her master bath.  She returned carrying a manicure/pedicure kit in her left hand.  “Time for you to go to work, little pedicure boy” she grinned as she wrapped the fingers of her right hand around Marcus and lifted him from the love seat.  She set the 10 inch tall researcher on her coffee table, slipped off her thong sandals, and sat on her sofa.  “I’ll remove my old polish for you.  The remover solution may be too much for your little nose, Marcus. You can choose the polish you want for my toes” Kate said.  Marcus eagerly looked in the open kit and pulled out a bottle of high quality hot pink polish. Kate chuckled.  “Have you been looking in my closet, little man?  I just bought a pair of hot pink sandals and they’re probably still sitting on the box.” He shrugged, trying to look innocent and ignorant at the same time. After removing her old polish, Kate placed her beautiful feet flat on a small towel upon her coffee table, with her heels hanging over the side of the table.  She shook the fancy polish bottle for Marcus, and handed to him to open. She tried not to laugh as he stumbled around, wrestling to open the cap.  Finally, he stumbled and sat in the polish supply box.  Kate smiled, but held her chuckling to a minimum, lifting the bottle from his arm, and then helping him to stand.  He rubbed his tiny, sore behind, a bit humiliated that he could not even open a polish bottle. His loin cloth was a bit large, as well, constantly becoming undone. Marcus was consumed with tightening his loin cloth when Kate lowered the polish bottle back down to him, with the cap now loose.  “Don’t worry about that, little man. I’ll fix you up again in the morning.” She pulled the loin cloth from his hips with two manicured fingers, and placed it far from his reach. “Ok, Kate, but I feel so naked now” Marcus joked uncomfortably.  “This is just the way I like you, as a matter of fact” she replied, wriggling her beautiful toes to beacon him to his chores.  Each toe received at least a 5 kisses before receiving a coat of hot pink polish.  When finished, Marcus bowed at her feet for her approval. “Wow” she said, “That’s one of the best paint jobs I’ve ever had, little man.” Marcus replied “I guess I now have a good eye for detail.”  “Good, now you can rub some lotion on my feet while the polish dries” Kate commanded with a wink.  “Just consider your little hard-on to be your tip” she teased before blowing him a kiss. She crossed her legs at the ankles and presented her soft soles to Marcus. He had no response; He could hide nothing from her at this point. She certainly possessed the upper hand. Marcus found a small tube of fine lotion in the pedicure box.  Soon the beautiful blonde closed her eyes as her naked foot care specialist worked the lotion into her soft soles, sometimes using his entire naked body to massage her stress away. When Kate finally opened her eyes thirty minutes later, Marcus was still massaging her soft soles, and tenderly kissing them quite often.

“Oh, I guess it’s time for night-night” Kate yawned as she wrapped her right hand around Marcus’ body and carried him to her bed. He watched as the beautiful blonde sleepily changed into her silk night shirt.  “I’m a bit sleepy, little man. Your pampering put me out. I know I promised my little man some passion, so you can cuddle at my feet tonight. Don’t be a naughty boy and wake me up in the middle of the night though” she teased and scolded as she slipped beneath her light covers.  “Come on in” she whispered as she lifted the covers. Kate watched the naked, 9 ½  inch man crawl hurriedly down to her beautiful feet.  She left a small light on as she turned on to her side.  Marcus lay still for some time with his cheek and shoulder nestled against Kate’s soft sole in the low light beneath the light covers.  Kate seemed asleep when he began to slowly massage her soft feet with his tiny free hand.  Slowly, he then worked his lips around the beautiful toe next to the little toe on Kate’s left foot. At his size, Kate’s toe was nearly too large to suckle, but he was determined.  Ten minutes later he was completely in love.  He repositioned himself with his tiny groin against the soft, wrinkled sole of her right foot and made sweet love. After squirting his love tribute upon her foot, he used a tiny piece of lint of wipe off his man goo. Marcus soon fell asleep snuggling Kate’s silky soles, which were, at 9 ¼ inches, nearly as long as his shrinking body.

Sunday morning, Marcus awoke beneath the covers at Kate's soft feet when she stirred.  She slid her right foot toward him, apparently to determine his location. She then turned over on her over side. In the soft morning light, Marcus repositioned himself with his tiny cheek and shoulder nestled against her soft right foot.  They both slept for another hour that way. Marcus awoke again to Kate calling for him. “Little man, wake up. Time for my morning orgasm.  I had a wild dream, and my little love toy was in it.”  She lifted her fine tushy and slid her silk panties down to her feet. “Pull those panties off the rest of the way for me. Beneath her covers he obeyed. Her silk panties were now as heavy as a queen size comforter from his perspective. He gazed as she spread her silky thighs.  “Where are you, little man?”  She lifted the covers and peeked at him. Quickly, he crawled to Kate’s beautiful, moistening pussy. He was now just 8 inches tall. Obediently, he began to lick and caress Kate’s pussy with his tiny face. She moaned and gently pressed against the back of his shoulders with two fingers. In a moment she began to slightly buck her hips, so he sped up his tempo.  In about two minutes Kate quivered in orgasm, pressing Marcus’ tiny head further inside her pussy.  For about 20 seconds Marcus was helpless to release his tiny head from Kate’s heavenly pussy. When she pulled her fingers back, he was able to catch his breath and lap up her sweet juices as they flowed.  “Did you get a yummy snack, little love toy?” Kate asked after seeing Marcus’ hair completely lathered with her girl juices.  She carried him off to the master bath for their morning shower.   His weight on her food scale was now just 5 ounces, and his height only 8 inches. 

Marcus finally talked Kate into cutting him a new loin cloth at 10:30 am.  As soon as he secured it around his tiny waist, Kate set her purse on the table on which he stood.  She now wore her pink thong sandals, and a white cotton sleeveless mini dress. “Time to go get a few boxes of art and valuables out your condo, little man.” She picked up Marcus between two manicured finger. Kate smiled at Marcus as she lifted him. "Goodness, little man. I can get my fingers all the way around your waist now." Gently, she lowered him into her oversized leather purse. “Sorry, Marcus, you have to fly coach this time. You’re just too small for the infant seat.  Kirsten’s sure going to be surprised to behold how tiny your are now. All the baby clothes she helped buy no longer fit you, poor little guy.“ Marcus tried not to feel humiliated as Kate pulled tight the drawstring, leaving him in the low light. He could see her left eye only as she checked on him through the small opening in the top.   It was extremely uncomfortable sitting on her hair brush, so he slid over atop Kate’s wallet as the purse swayed and bumped against Kate’s hip as she walked to her car.
    When Kate parked at her destination, Marcus was once rocked and bounced as she walked down a sidewalk. “Hi. I brought a few boxes from home, Kate.” Marcus recognized Kirsten’s cheerful voice. As the women chatted, door was opened, and the purse was set down. “Is he still in your car, Kate?” Kirsten asked. The purse opened and Marcus looked up to see both Kate and Kirsten looking down at him.  Kirsten laughed and clapped. “That is hilarious. He’s like a purse pet.” Both women laughed as Kate reached for Marcus. “Hi, little dolly Marcus. Can I take you home?” the beautiful, 18 year old brunette chimed as she bent down to give him a kiss on the table where he was placed. Her hair hung all around him and her pink, moist lips covered his whole face.  Kirsten wore ripped blue jeans and a white cotton, midriff top with spaghetti straps. She wore house slippers on her pretty feet.

Marcus was set on his kitchen table, wearing only his loin cloth. Kate suddenly looked a bit irritated, pointing to a shoe box on the table. “Marcus, are these the sandals I gave you two months ago to give to Kirsten?“ Sheepishly, he nodded. “Oops, I forgot. Silly me.“ Kirsten, who loved shoes, was already ripping into the box.  She pulled out a pair of pretty white, thin strapped sandals with 4 inch heels. “Oh, I love them, Kate. They should fit me perfect. Thank you” Kirsten bubbled.  Kate explained “I bought them on line. They were a bit too big, and I never got around to sending them back, so I wanted you to have them.“

Suddenly, Kirsten clapped. “Oh, I almost forget. I have some new clothes for little dolly Marcus.“ She pulled a ‘Prince Charming’ doll outfit out of her purse and set it on the table by Marcus. “This should fit you now, little dolly Marcus.“ The shrinking researcher just shook his head and said in a tiny, firm voice “No, No, No! I will not wear that ridiculous outfit. I’ll just stick to my loin cloth, thank you very much.“ Marcus stood and tried to look firm for the beautiful 18 year old. Suddenly he felt a tug at his waist, and his tiny loin cloth was pulled away by Kate. The loin cloth was then handed to a smirking Kirsten for safe keeping. Defeated once again by the mischievous duo, Marcus put on the colorful outfit, complete with stretchy, tight pants.  He found the plastic shoes were too narrow, and impossible to wear. Now fully dressed, the 7 ½ inch prince modeled his royal outfit for the ladies. They stood over him holding their beautiful tummys as they howled with laughter. “You know, ladies. These pants are extremely tight in the crotch. I don’t think the good Prince Charming had much in the way of family jewels” Marcus proclaimed in his new, tiny  voice.  This got Kirsten and Kate howling once again.

Kirsten started talking a 100 miles an hour.  “Mom is anxious to see you, little dolly Marcus. She’s gone on a short company training trip until Tuesday night. Ooh, I think she’s jealous that I got your Ford Expedition.”  Marcus shook his tiny head. “No offense, Pumpkin, but I really don’t want a reunion with my ex wife right now, ok?” Marcus silently imagined what an attractive, yet vindictive, woman might do with an 8 inch tall ex husband in hand. That conversation quickly ended and the two women started looking at the prepared lists and going through drawers. Kirsten was interrupted by the ring tone of her cell phone.  Marcus and Kate could only hear half the conversation. “Hi, Mother….yes, I’m here with Marcus…I don’t know.  I’ll ask.”  Kirsten looked at Marcus on the kitchen table. “Do you want to talk to my mother, Marcus?” she asked hesitantly. Not wanting to appear vulnerable, he nodded.  Kirsten placed her flip cell phone on the table and Marcus got on his hands and knees to answer.  “Hello, Sophia, how are you….yes, my voice has changed a little bit…ok, a lot…yes, there were legal papers drawn up for my assets…no, there’s nothing in it for you. Kirsten’s college money is taken care of, as I promised, and she got my Expedition…no, I will not be coming over for lunch anytime soon. I am rather occupied these days…good bye, Sophia.”  Marcus stepped away from the phone as the voice on the other end cursed and hung up.  Kirsten just shrugged and closed her flip phone.

When the women were working on getting the art and papers from Marcus’ bedroom, Kirsten opened the drawer on the nightstand. “Ah ha, my pedicure kit.  I couldn’t remember where I left it. It’s been in here since you let me have your bedroom before my big swim meet” Kirsten happily bubbled.  She looked at Kate, elaborating “We had to leave really early in the morning, so, little dolly Marcus had Mom and I spend the night here, then he drove us to Dallas.” Kate nodded. “Well, you should have our little man show off his pedicure skills. See how well he did with my pedicure?”  “What a great idea” Kirsten gasped. “I could never get him to do this for me before, the big grump. I would try to put my feet on his lap, and he would run away like a wet cat. Now maybe I can impress upon him to be nice to me.” The pretty 18 year old brunette wrapped her fingers around Marcus and carried him to the bed.  She slipped off her slippers, sat with her feet on the bed, and placed the 7 ¼  inch man at her beautiful size 7 ½  feet. He could see no way out of this new job assignment as the floor was an equivalent 18 feet below and Kirsten was determined to get a pedicure. Kate went off to box items in the kitchen. Kirsten found the polish she wanted, White, and shook the bottle for Marcus. “ Do you do French, Prince Charming?“ She teased. She loosened the lid and handed the bottle down to him at her toes. He hesitated, and Kirsten pointed her knees outward and slid the soft soles of her feet together, playfully and gently trapping his tiny 7 ½ inch body between her soft soles. “Focus, my cute little Dolly Marcus. My toes are waiting. Create a masterpiece with your royal skills, and then you can slip the sandals on my feet to determine if I am your one true love.” Kirsten’s long, shiny, brunette hair hung down all around Marcus as she bent over to give him a stern look. Still wedged between her beautiful feet, Marcus acknowledged his submission by nodding and kissing her soft, wrinkled soles a few times. After she released him from her soles, Marcus  got to work. Soon Marcus found the groin of his doll stretch pants to be even tighter. Each of Kirsten’s beautiful toes received a kiss, then a loving French pedicure. Twenty minutes later Kirsten picked up Marcus in her left hand and walked off found Kate in the kitchen.  “Do you think he did a good job, Kate? I think he did awesome” the beautiful 18 year old brunette bubbled.  “That’s perfect. Just think of all the cash we’ll save on manicures and pedicures” Kate answered. Feeling a bit abused, Marcus joked “Yeah, I’m the new Dolly Marcus with the ‘Pedicure Grip.‘ “About 2 pm Kate and Kirsten finished loading boxes in their vehicles.  Kirsten was given one box of papers to store for Marcus at her place. Marcus was once again placed in Kate’s large leather purse for the ride.

Kirsten arrived at Kate’s condo storage unit 15 minutes after Kate.  Inside the unit, Marcus was placed for safe keeping  in clear plastic storage box of Kate’s marked “socks.”  When Kirsten came in and saw him in the clear box on the shelf, Marcus began to jump around on the soft footie socks and nylons of all colors. “Check out my new gymnasium, Pumpkin” he yelled in his squeaky, tiny voice.  “Look at him, horsing around while we do all the work”  Kate pointed out. The two beautiful women laughed as he frantically searched for the stretch pants he had just lost in the pile of Kate’s socks. Twenty minutes later Kirsten had to find Marcus’ stretch pants in a deep crevice of the sock pile.  “Keep your pants on, now, little dolly Marcus. You have to wrestle me for them” she teased.  The two women laughed again as the 7  inch tall man tried in vain to pull the tiny pants from between the beautiful 18 year olds  powerful, manicured fingers.

With all the boxes safely in the unit, Kate and Kirsten walked through Kate’s garage to her kitchen.  “Want some Mongolian take out, little man?  Kirsten picked it up” Kate announced after she set Marcus on her kitchen table.  Marcus got his fill from samples given by the two women at the tips of their forks and fingers. “We better not give him any more spicy dishes, Kirsten.  His tiny tummy may be too sensitive now” Kate warned when she noticed Marcus leaning against her bottled water, rubbing his tummy. Kirsten proclaimed “No more for you. We might have to put you in a bath and let you soak your upset little tummy”, as she pulled her fork, with a bit of rice on the tip,  away from him. Marcus felt better after he let go with a tiny belch.  The two beautiful women scolded him lightly with her glares and wrinkled noses. "There is a place for men with your manners, little Prince Charming" Kate said. Before he knew what was happing, Kate wrapped her fingers around Marcus and placed him on the floor beneath her chair. Before Marcus were Kate's beautiful size 7 soles.  Her feet were together, with her heels raised, and toes curled under to expose her soft, wrinkled soles. "Time for your chores, Prince Charming.  Give me a nice foot massage. After all, I carried a lot of boxes for you today.  The 7 inch man obeyed, and began to caress Kate's beautiful, soft soles. He could not resist. Kirsten looked under the table at him and giggled as the passionate little man knelt and kissed Kate's softness with urgency. "Goodness, Kate, Prince Charming looks like he's having a ball." Kate smiled, and answered  "Yes, he is just the prince of charm, but our little man is the king of massages.” The two women finished their lunch and chatted. After her meal, Kirsten kissed Marcus goodbye and headed home. As Kate busied herself putting away a few items Marcus gifted to her from his home. The shrinking researcher sat on her love seat, trying to envision his future as he could almost feel his “Prince Charming” outfit becoming too large for his shrinking body.

Will Dr. Marcus Small ultimately be possessed by the beautiful, mature blonde who showed Marcus romantic passion is not reserved only for giants. Perhaps, he will be possessed by the bubbly 18 year old brunette who thought she was too old for dolls, until she saw the handsome man she long admired helpless, and in desperate need of her love.  Quite possibly, Dr. Marcus Small will find himself possessed by the vindictive, full figured bleach blonde who was once his wife, but now longs to watch him grovel in her palm.

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