----- Thursday

I worked from home Thursday. Erin worked early and I would have to bring her in to work at around 2:00. As usual, she was hanging around naked. She got me to shed my clothes too, so, there I sat at the computer, nude. Working in the nude -- that's a thing, right?

Erin wanted me to take her out; ever the playful one she was. She came over to me at my desk and tried to smack me in the face with her tits again.

"What is it with you and your tits in my face? Do you have to do that all the time?"

"Your reactions are so cute. I'm not hurting you."

"Are you kidding me? You could knock me unconscious with those things."

She laughed then moved around behind me and put her tits around my head.

"You know, if you keep shrinking, some day these will be as big as you."

"Yeah, right."

"Stand up. I want to see how tall you are now."

To appease her and hopefully get her to leave me alone, I stood up.

"Hey look! You can hide under my tits now. Next time it's raining, Sam, just get under here and you'll stay dry."

"Ha, ha. Very funny. Can I get back to work now?"

"Aw, don't you want to play? Hey, I can't shake these in your face anymore unless I bend down."

"Yeah, yeah. I get it. I'm shrinking. I know that."

"You really are getting small, Sam. Let me see something: kiss my boobies."

"Right. You want me to get up on my toes to kiss your nipples."

"Please.", she said, smirking down upon me.

I tried but her tits were over my head. My mouth couldn't reach that far, even on my toes. But she loved me trying so I jumped up and tried to kiss her. I missed the first time. The second time my aim was better and I got my mouth around her left nipple before falling back down.

"You did it! I'm so proud of you, little brother." Sheesh, there she goes again with that 'little' brother crap. Then she hugged me. I couldn't remember hugging her like this, my face in the top of her stomach -- it had always been in her 'boobies' before. She stepped back and bent down, her hands cupping her 'boobies'.

"Here, you can kiss them easier now."

Who was I to refuse; I kissed them. Then I kissed them again. And again. Pretty soon we were on the floor in a '69' position. Only, while I was lapping at her cunt, she couldn't quite reach me. No matter; I finished her, then it was my turn.

"It's been too long since we did this.", she said.

"True. But, what about Fred?"

"With my crazy working hours, I don't get to see him very much, except on weekends."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. Sounds like this is going to be personal."

"Yeah. I was wondering if you like Fred because he's shorter. Do you have a thing for shorter guys?"

"A wee bit. I have to admit, seeing him for the first time, his stature did attract me."

"Is it because of me?"

"Maybe he did remind me of you a little. I love you, Sam. I guess that sort of makes it easier to like shorter guys."

"Do you prefer guys shorter than you?"

"I think some taller guys would appeal to me, but I find shorter guys turn me on more."

"I noticed. Not many girls are like that."

"I know. I know someone who is extremely into short guys though."

"Let me guess: Jill?"

"Yep, Sharon told me."

"We were supposed to keep this secret but since Sharon told you, you do know that Jill has a thing for me shrinking? She wants me to be, I don't know, a couple of inches tall?"

Erin laughed. "You'd be the coolest two inch tall guy there is."

"Two inch tall people can't be cool."

"I can imagine you'd be cool if it were you that small. Jill really likes Joe too because he's small."

"I know. And also Marie."

"I'm not so sure. I think Sharon has a thing for Marie."

"No. Really?"

"She told me. When the four of them spent the night together last week, it was Jill with Joe and Sharon with Marie."

"How about that. I'll have to ask her about it."

"Sharon has a thing for you too, but I don't think it's because of your height. She doesn't care how tall or short you are. Or probably even Marie, for that matter."

"I know. She's a real sweetheart. That's what I call her, you know: sweetheart."

"Speaking of short girls, how does it feel to be with girls who are actually smaller than you?", Erin said, giggling.

"At least there are some. I was beginning to think for a while that the only girls smaller than me were children."

"Cindy could pass for a child."

"I know. She'd look a lot older if she hadn't shaved."

"You look like a child since she convinced you to shave."

"I know I do. I don't care. It feels different; in good way. Still, Cindy does have boobs -- she's not completely flat -- so I don't think she can really pass for a little girl."

"She looks like she's just reaching puberty. You too, Sam, especially with your big..."

"Yes, Erin, I know. It's not that big."

Erin giggled. "It looks good on you. Hey, you two have to come to the beach with me sometime. You and Cindy can run around naked and everyone will just think that you two are my little brother and sister."

"You'd like that, huh?"

"It would be so much fun to play like that."

"I don't suppose you'd get naked?"

"I would but I look too old for a kid. I could get into trouble if I did that. But I'm willing."

"Figures. Your tits would give you away. But it won't be warm enough for that until next summer."

"Then we need to find an indoor pool."

"They won't let us go nude in a pool."

"We'll find a nudist pool."

"If one exists, I'm sure you'll find it, Erin."

"Sue has to come too. She looks like an older sister. A short older sister."

"You think she'd do that?"

"I know it. We'd be one big happy family."

"And Julie would be mom?"

"Yup."

"But you wouldn't be the older sister if Sue comes. You'd be, who?"

"Um, the crazy aunt."

"Yeeeah, that would be about right. So who would be dad?"

"Mom's divorced. There's no dad."

"Okaaaay. Sounds like you have this all figured out."

"But wouldn't it be fun?"

"For you, I'm sure it would be, Erin."

"Since you asked me, can I ask you a personal question now, Sam?"

"I suppose I owe you one. Go ahead, what is it?"

"Do you have a fetish for Julie being so big?"

"No, not really. But I do love her especially living through all of this crazy shit together. She's not like Jill though."

"Would you, if she were like Jill?"

"Hmmm.", I was thinking. "I probably would."

"So, you two don't really play any games together?"

"That's a little bit too personal, don't you think?"

"Sorry. I think your relationship is the coolest because of you two being so different in size."

"The whole situation is not your typical romance. I never could have imagined what things were going to be like just six months ago."

"Do you want to go back to the way things were before?"

"I like things just the way the are between Julie and me. Honestly, I don't think I'd feel any better if we were our old sizes. In fact, I think the growing and shrinking might have even brought us closer together."

"Wow, Sam. That's true love. Your life is so cool."

"Ha. I wouldn't describe it that way. I love all of you but I'm still getting smaller. And that just royally sucks."

"I just want to let you know, Sam, that no matter how small you get I will always love you and let you play with my boobies. Even if you get to be two inches tall."

"If I were two inches tall your boobies would be as big as a house. They could crush me."

"You'd love them that big."

"It doesn't matter, just so they're yours."

"Aw, Sam, you're so romantic."

"So, that's all it takes? Complementing your boobies?"

"You know you like them.", she said, right before swinging them at my head again.

I had to get back to work so I made a deal that if she left me to finish what I was doing I'd take her to work early and buy her ice cream. She had butter brickle.

After dropping off Erin and getting back I sent in the report that I had been working on. It would still have to be reviewed and would probably need a couple rounds of edits, but I think I did a good job of it.


----- Jill

Before Julie got home I received a call from Jill.

"Hey, Jill. How's it going?"

"Hi, Sam. I wanted to ask you a favor?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Can I come with you tomorrow when you go for your treatment?"

"I guess so. I'll have to check with the doctors first to see if they'll let you. It's a locked door policy and they don't let people in without permission."

"Ok, I'd appreciate it."

"Is there any special reason you want to tag along?"

"I'd just like to see what they're doing and maybe meet more of your friends."

"You want to see Marie and Joe again, don't you?"

"Sure."

"They'll likely be coming over tomorrow night."

"I know."

"Can't wait, huh?"

"Um, I can wait. You don't have to do this if you don't want to. I just thought ..."

"It's no problem, Jill. I'll be bringing Cindy back with me for the weekend."

"Oh, good."

"You do know that I'll be leaving early, like a little after noon?"

"I can be ready."

"I'll give you a call before I leave them. See you tomorrow."


----- Sharon

I left to pick up Erin from work before Julie came home, so when we arrived Julie and Sharon were already there.

"Hey guys, Sam says he's taking us all out later."

"Erin! I never said that."

"I came to practice singing with Sam, Erin.", Sharon said.

"Alright.", Erin said, looking a bit dejected.

"Thanks, Sharon. Let's go."

While Sharon and I were rehearsing, Erin and Julie went off to talk together or something.

We didn't do much for rehearsing, just sort of got used to each other singing. We decided I would do most of the singing at first and we would sing together at other points later. But there were a few times where she would sing just a line or two solo. After a couple times of her singing in public we'd get her to sing her own songs solo. That was the general plan.

We weren't at the point where she would sing a whole song solo yet. She didn't want to sing at tomorrow nights performance at all, but I was thinking I would put her on the spot anyway and see what would happen. I gave her a few suggestions and that was pretty much it for our first time formally together.

She had a good voice of which I had no idea about until last Friday. You wouldn't believe that she never had any training other than the basic music classes they make you take in school. But she loved singing. She said her and Teagan used to sing together listening their favorite songs.

"Does Teagan like folk music?"

"Yes. She likes country music too; more actually."

"Do you think she'll sing with us?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe we can get her to come over and rehearse with us. Would you mind?"

"No, that's probably a good idea."

"Let me approach her."

"Why?"

"Just trust me, ok?"

"Ok."

"And back me up too. I can't tell you what's going on but I do have her best interests at heart."

"I hope this helps."

"Me too. I'll give her a call this weekend; too much is happening tomorrow."

I was thinking that if Teagan could find something new that she could really get into with others rather than being alone all the time then she'd feel better. Plus Sharon and I could keep an eye on her. The problem I had was that she didn't want anyone to know about her getting the disease; of course, that's why she was always alone. Hopefully, this would be compelling enough to draw her out. Besides, you can't keep this a secret forever -- she had to get out soon. I wanted to make it easier.

We finished up with our practice and talked a little.

"So, what happened last Friday night?"

"You got drunk.", she chuckled.

"I know, but _I_ didn't get drunk -- you all got me drunk. What I meant was what happened with you and Marie?"

"Just Marie? Why not Joe?"

"Just answer the question."

"Uh, well, we uh, went to bed together."

"Jill spent time with Joe, didn't she?"

"Yeah."

"And that meant that you and Marie spent the night together."

"You could say that."

"What do you think of her?"

"I like her."

"A lot?"

"Yes, a lot."

"I thought so. Actually, Erin told me about it."

"And what did she tell you?"

"Not much. Just that you two were together, and Jill with Joe."

"Marie is really good at sex with girls.", she giggled.

"Um, that's good to know. I guess. Did she like your kisses?"

Sharon giggled again, "Yes. She's not bad herself. You should try them."

"Whoa there. I'll leave that to Joe."

"Marie let Joe spend the night with Jill. I'm sure Joe won't mind her spending time with you."

"We can worry about that later."

"You know, Marie is even shorter than you."

"I know."

"And Joe is even shorter than Marie."

"Yes, Sharon. I am aware of that."

"Marie reminds me of you in the bedroom."

"Don't tell me: because she's so small, right?"

"No. It's because of her enthusiasm."

"Oh. I hadn't thought of that."

"I'd love to experience more of your enthusiasm again, Sam."

"Me too."

"Can we do it with Marie?"

"I'd love to as long as Joe is cool with it. But you better mention it to Marie first."

"I already have. She wants to do it."

"Funny. She gave no indication of that when we met last."

"She's a little shy. I told her I knew you better and would ask."

"Well, I'm sure Julie will be ok with it. We'll just have to see what happens. Maybe tomorrow, but I can't guarantee anything."

"Jill wanted Joe instead of Marie because he was smaller." Sharon was laughing out loud.

"It figures."

"Marie and I were both laughing at the two of them when Jill stood up as tall as she could looking down at Joe. She was a little upset at not finding the high heels but I think she'll have them next time."

"I'm sure she will. I understand how Joe felt. I've been there, done that, you know?"

"I know. Don't worry, we'll have a good time together. You'll see."

"I'm sure we will."

I was getting excited about this. Marie was another cutie, but I was hoping Joe and her would get together. I guess I don't have to worry now.


----- Julie

Erin brought Sharon home. She stayed over there a bit longer than necessary, no doubt talking with Fred. That is, in fact, the real reason I pushed her to take Sharon home.

I was in the living room, just strumming the guitar, no singing, after they left. I had my head laying on the side of the instrument. Julie walked in wearing only her underwear. She asked what I was doing.

"Just thinking."

"Of what?"

"All the crazy growing and shrinking shit we're going through."

"Crazy is the right word for it."

"Erin and I were talking of it earlier today. Julie? Would you rather go back to the sizes we were when we first got back together?"

"I definitely would."

"You wouldn't want to be big like you are now?"

"Not this big."

"What if I were as big as you?"

"Is that what this is about? You think I want you to be bigger?"

"No. I was telling Erin that I don't care what our sizes are. Don't get me wrong; I'd love to be bigger. This being small crap gets old fast. But if this is what our life has to be for us to be together, than this is the way I want it. I'd rather be half your size and be with you than to be normal size without you."

"Sam, that's really sweet. If it weren't for you, I couldn't take being this big at all. I'd kill myself."

"Julie, don't talk like that."

"It's true. When I think of you I know I can handle whatever life throws at me as long as you're with me."

"Well, then I guess I better stay with you.", I said, laughing.

"Why do you even stay with me with things the way they are?"

"You know why. I love you, Julie." I got up and hugged her around the waist -- as much as I could anyway. I started nibbling her cunt through her panties.

"I love you too, Sam. Now take my bra off, mister.", she commanded. I guess it didn't take much to get her started.

"You're standing, Julie. You know I can't reach."

"Here, this will help.", she said as she knelt down in front of me.

My face was only at her breasts. I grabbed her bra from underneath and she raised her arms. I pushed it up as far as I could but only succeeded in getting it up to her neck. There was no way I was going to get it over her arms.

"A little help, please.", I pleaded.

She picked me up and brought me to stand on the kitchen table, her bra still around her neck. Then she knelt down on the floor and with me standing on the table we were looking each other eye to eye. I was able to bring her bra over her head but could still not move it up enough to get it over her upraised arms. At this point she decided it was taking too long and removed the bra the rest of the way herself. She ended up throwing it into a kitchen corner.

I was once again put on the ground when she gave me another command, "Remove my panties."

This was much easier. When it was off I gave her kisses on her crotch until I could see her clit make an appearance. But then she turned around and jutted her butt out.

"Now this side."

So, now I was kissing her ass all over, up and down, one side then the other. She was getting into it before abruptly stopping. She picked me up under the arms and put me on the table again. Now I was looking into her tits. It was a sobering realization I had standing on the kitchen table and I still had to look up to see her face! Then she undressed me.

I know it's obvious but I just have to say it: Julie from my perspective was enormous. I noticed that her arms were by her side and her fingers were hanging just above the table I was standing on. Her shoulders were above my head. That meant her arm was longer as I was.

I looked at her bicep. It was as long as one of my arms and as big around as my thigh. Bigger, in fact. How much could she curl? With her long muscles and athletic build I could only imagine how strong she was.

I moved to the edge of the table next to her and kissed one of her tits. It was bigger than my head. Her areola were the size of saucers. While sucking on one of her nipples, it filled my vision, the edge of it easily above my eye level. I tried to compare it to her petite little boobs of not much more than half a year ago. The difference was immense. As big as Julie had grown, her boobs had grown in much greater proportion. Before her areola were maybe a half inch diameter; now they were six inches. Before she was flat chested; now she was stacked.

I kissed and sucked on her tits for a while when she changed up again. She knelt down so we could kiss -- her on her knees, me standing on the table. Then she mashed her humongous tits together with Mr. Happy in between; I was being titty fucked by the largest pair of globes I had ever seen as we kissed. I didn't last too much longer.

Six months ago the load I just released would have covered Julie's chest. Tonight, it barely filled the gap in between her tits. She smiled and I noticed how wide her mouth was. I was familiar with it from all of our kissing. But seeing her teeth stretching out as wide as my face made me feel like she could literally bite my head off.

She put her right hand up and said, "High five."

I went to smack her hand with my left but stopped right before hitting it. I marveled at the size difference. My hand didn't even fill her palm. She reached over with her other hand and held mine within her fingers.

"Wow, it's like a babies hand. So delicate."

To her, I was delicate. There was no doubt in my mind that she'd have no trouble snapping me into two if that was her will. But I wasn't afraid. Sadly, the same could not be said for others.

I was thinking of Gail, of course. She was mortified of bigger people. And Julie was in a whole 'nuther category of big. I had to rethink if it would be a good idea for the two to meet. I know Julie and how nice she is, but standing here in her immense presence I could imagine how she could inspire fear in someone as small as I, not to mention someone even smaller, like Gail.

My thoughts were interrupted when my giant lover grabbed me under the butt and carried me to the bedroom. I spent quite some time going down on her and made her come several times while licking her pussy and sucking on her clitoris. We fell asleep in each others arms again.