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“Seriously?” John's voice continued to boom like thunder above Drew's pathetically small form. “Is that Drew fucking Kozlawski?”


Jessica only giggled in response to her apparent boyfriend's reaction.


Light and shadow shifted as John crouched down to get a better look at the shrunken man who just sat there on his knees. Drew cautiously looked up, only to be met with the enormous brown orbs that were John's eyes staring back at him in disbelief. “How the hell...” the giant muttered, an enormous calloused finger came forward and slammed into Drew's body.


Drew could do nothing but topple over as he felt the raw power of John's finger slam into his body. A terrified and pained gasp exploded out of his mouth, barely audible in comparison to Jessica's continuing laughter. Her enormous hand came down and gripped John's finger from continuing to prod the miniaturized man.


“I don't know, baby,” she explained, “But it definitely is that little loser.”


John flung her grip from his finger and gently placed the enormous digit onto Drew's body, rolling his aching body onto its side so that the giant could continue to stare at him. The titanic teen marveled at the small man, still trying to comprehend that what he was seeing really was true.


Drew merely stared back, his eyes drawn more to the way that Jessica's fingers now ran through John's dark hair. She stood there, barely concerned with what was going on directly in front of her, clearly more interested in the rest of the evening than the initial meeting between her boyfriend and his shrunken former Dungeon Master. The long tanned fingers with their shining manicured fingernails twirled long strands of John's hair together, brushed gently along his scalp, and explored that small section of his body with such intensity and care. When the hell did these two even speak let alone start dating?


“Where'd you find him?” John asked, tilting his head slightly to look up at his huge blond girlfriend.


“John, you have to listen to me,” Drew began to plead.


John's huge index finger simply covered his face as the giant shushed him. The finger moved away in time for Drew to see Jessica take another swig from her beer.


She handed the beer off to John as she spoke, “The little perv was hiding in my fucking gym locker, baby. He was like, waiting for me to change or something.” Jessica stamped her foot down on the floor in a momentary tantrum, “I told you he was fucking obsessed with me last year. You should have kicked his ass when he said he was going to take me to Prom, even though I was already going with George as a friend.”


John took a sip from the beer before setting it down next to Drew. The enormous thud of the bottle hitting the counter caused Drew to shudder in fear. Flecks of condensation rained down on him causing goosebumps to erupt against his skin. His eyes couldn't look away as John rose to his feet and kissed his pouting girlfriend right on the lips. “Hey, I told you last year, I'm not kicking anyone's ass,” the giant looked down at Drew, “Even when they deserve it.”


Drew scowled up at his huge and very much former friend. He could barely believe that John not only was dating Jessica but that he had started dating her last year when Drew was still in high school. That son of a bitch, Drew thought.


“But, baby,” Jessica whined, gesturing to their shrunken prisoner, “You can just squash him now. It'd be no different than killing a spider or something.”


“Jess,” John brushed her blond hair back behind her ear, “If it was that easy why haven't you just gotten a tissue and done it?”


A tissue?! Drew started pulling himself back to his feet. He couldn't fucking believe that John was literally suggesting that he should be crushed in a bundle of tissues like some kind of offensive invasive insect!


“Cause I wanted my big strong manly man to do it,” Jessica's voice took on a cutesy town as she rubbed her nose against John's and smiled. The giant only laughed in response as they kissed briefly once more.


“Hey!” Drew shouted as he stood up and began to walk to the edge of the counter.


“Well your big strong manly man really doesn't want to crush it.”


“Why not?”


“Hey! Hey!” Drew kept barking up at them, finding strength in his anger.


“Honestly, sweetie?”


“Yeah, why shouldn't we?”


“HEY!” He screamed, his voice already starting to feel raw and scratchy.


“Because he's sort of well... too pathetic,” John answered, looking down at Drew, who gazed up in anger at him. “I mean, look at him trying to get our attention.”


“Fuck you, John! You're a piece of shit and no one likes you!” Drew found himself literally hopping up and down in anger.


Jessica giggled bending down as she took a deep breath and blew down on Drew. The force of her lungs sent Drew tumbling over backwards and away from them. “What, little guy?” She teased instantly, “The big people are talking about important things.”


Before Drew could even right himself and get his bearings, John's hand came down and scooped him up off of the island's counter top. Drew thrashed against his massive and warm hand, but the fleshy walls merely absorbed his blows. Light flooded in as John flattened out his palm and Drew was greeted by the terrifying sight of looking directly up at John and Jessica as they looked down at him. Drew couldn't help himself as he started to tremble.


“Look at him, honey,” John said with an air of sadness, “Do you really want me to just crush it?” John's fingers began to rise, and Drew knew that if the giant holding him simply made a fist that it would be the end of him. Smashed between his huge fingers and then washed off with ease.


Jessica released a huge sigh, and laid her head against John's broad shoulders. Her blue eyes looked at Drew and for a moment he didn't see the superiority he had seen for most of the day. What he saw now was much worse, pity. “No, you're right, John,” she said, leaning forward and kissing him on the neck, “It'd be too sad.”


The enormous pair just stared at him like that for a moment, and Drew couldn't help but fidget beneath their gaze. His blood began to boil as he slowly processed everything they had said, trying to comprehend just where they got off thinking any of this. “You fucking assholes!” Drew screamed up at them, “What you're too good to fucking kill me or something?! I can ride around in her pocket all day and be nearly eaten but killing me would be too fucking cruel?! Fuck you!”


Both giants just looked at each other and then laughed again.


John's head tossed back as his mountainous chest shook with laughter so strong it caused Drew to fall down to his knees. Jessica's giggles were thunderous as well, and Drew couldn't help but watch as her enormous hand clenched onto John's muscular frame like she was about to double over. They just stood there, so smug, so certain of themselves, and laughed.


Finally, John just shook his head, and said, “Drew, you have it all wrong.” He then lifted the shrunken man up to his face, the force slamming Drew down against the warm flesh of his palm. “I'm not crushing you cause I'm above crushing you. I mean, you're the jackass who put himself in this situation to begin with, as far as I'm concerned anything that happens to you now is something you brought on yourself.” The giant leaned in, while Jessica simply watched from inches away, her warm minty breath rolling over Drew's prone form as well, “You're beneath being crushed.”


Jessica simply nodded, “Seriously, you were like just one of probably five creepy tutors I've had.”


“She didn't even remember your name,” John explained, “She asked me about it today, and I'll admit, it took me a second to remember that you two even knew each other.”


Drew stared up, devastated as the giants looked down on him, “Wh...what?”


“Yeah, man,” John just shook his head and then chuckled once more.


“All I really remembered is that you were some sketchy tutor who was obsessed with me.”


Drew's chest grew tight, he could barely believe the words that were escaping their giant mouths. It couldn't be true, could it? He was just some fucking pervert to her before, and now... now he was what? A bug? A slave? Some little novelty to be shown off to boyfriends?


The two giants merely shook their heads, and Jessica then looked into John's eyes, “Baby, why don't you put it away for now, ok?”


“Sure, honey,” John kissed her, “I know just the place for him.”


Jessica giggled devilishly as John slipped away from her, Drew still huddled up in his palm. Each one of John's enormous steps caused Drew's whole body to shake and shudder. Once again, he could barely register the huge space that he was carried through. Unable to process the enormous objects as they blurred from the motion.


He wasn't even sure how much time had passed when he suddenly found himself back on the soft floor of Jessica's room, the bed looming above him.


John took a massive step that made Jessica's footfalls seem mild in comparison. Drew could only quiver in fear as he watched the King Nerd's over the top multi-colored Nikes smash down into the ground again and again as he took a step forward and then turned around. From the ground, Drew was able to fully appreciate just how big he was. The young man was obscured by his own body; the bulge in his crotch, his burgeoning pecs, and his still slightly chubby stomach all contributed to making his face impossible to see for the tiny man who sat on the ground, gazing up at the titan.


With one swipe of his foot he kicked aside Jessica's bus sized shoes. They tumbled away like the simple pieces of leather and rubber that they were, but Drew was mesmerized. Just earlier that day he had hit those shoes and they had been like a brick wall. He had imagined what it would be like to fall beneath them, nothing more than a stain.


When the metal springs of Jessica's bed groaned beneath John's weight, Drew turned his attention back to the massive man before him. He watched through the shoe how John's toes flexed forcefully. “You know, Drew,” the voice was softer though it still reminded the small man of a thunderstorm in August, “If you weren't such a pig, this probably wouldn't have happened. I mean, yeah, Jessica would probably still figure you were a perv if she had found you, but like... maybe she would have been nice to you. Of course, if you weren't like that, you probably wouldn't have shrunk yourself down to take pictures of my girlfriend while she was changing.” John's huge right foot pressed against the heel of his left shoe and casually shoved it off, before he repeated the process with the opposite feet, “You also scared the shit out of Rob today. He didn't know what to do when he found those chemicals in there, he thought they were drugs or explosives or something. Anyway, when he came to me, I did the right thing and turned them over to Mr. F.”


John's enormous fingers snaked into the mouth of each shoe and neatly arranged them on the floor before he lifted them up again. “One look at them and he knew where they were from. I mean, seriously, Drew? You stole experimental chemicals from your college? Even if I could regrow you, do you know what kind of charges you're facing?”


Thump.


The shoes hit down on the floor in front of Drew with the same sort of force as one of John's foot falls. He continued his tirade as he merely pointed his index finger into the mouth of the shoe, “I know you want to think that you're the one no one understands or whatever but you bring all this shit on yourself.”


Drew trembled as he stared up at the enormous Nikes, knowing what John wanted him to do but unable to bring himself to do it. He would literally be imprisoning himself within the giant's shoes. Drew didn't deserve that, his feet slowly shuffled backwards, moving him away from the enormous teen.


“Oh for fuck's sake,” John reached forward and snatched him up, his massive arm having far more reach than Drew could ever hope to be able to cover. “You should be thankful that Jessica wants to keep you. Lord knows she could use the help passing her classes,” John shook his head and sighed as he dropped Drew into the dank pit of his shoe.


The high top's mouth rose to high for Drew to ever hope to escape by jumping or climbing. He was left to sit there as John stepped over him and his prison, each of his steps still causing the world around him to shake. The horrible smells assaulted him for several minutes as he tried to adjust, the giant's words still swimming around his head as he passed out.

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