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Aspen sat in the park soaking up the summer sun. The park itself could barely contain her huge form for it was no ordinary park. It was a park for borrowers. Aspen had been on Lily's estate for 5 weeks now. Usually shrunken down so she could be with Claire and her family but today she wanted to spend time her normal size. Her bare feet felt the very fine trimmed down grass and she sighed with thoughts on her mind. Today was no ordinary day. Today was Claire's birthday...

 

"It's a pretty day isn't it?" Rebecca said sitting down next to her. "It is. Too bad that glass ceiling is there or we could feel a real breeze" Aspen said pointing to the huge expansive dome shielding the borrower colony from the elements and any predatory creatures. Aspen and the others were told the specs but seeing was believing. It spanned a half mile and was one quarter mile wide. The population had peaked at over 2,000 by the time they arrived. By Lily's account it housed probably 10% of the world's borrower population. They were amazed how intricate everything was. Aspen thought if Keith could see the detail even he would blush. Actual plumbing, electricity, schools, fabricated homes. It even had a kind of theatre with a 19' LED tv with built in DVD player. Aspen wondered if Claire and her family would even want to return home. Rebecca groaned.

 

"You okay?" Aspen asked looking down at the woman. Rebecca had become pregnant again and was due to deliver by the tail end of next week. Like Claire, she had gone through the same changes in biology and behavior. Aspen placed her in her palm. "Your breasts are swollen aren't they?" Aspen asked gently slipping Rebecca's shirt off. "Sweetie it’s alright" Rebecca said waving her off. "Not alright. You’re groaning. Don't be stubborn" Aspen told her before bring her to her mouth. Aspen sucked her tiny tits into her mouth and milked them. "Feels good" Rebecca sighed as she leaned on the bridge of her nose. Her breastmilk was drained within a minute by the giantess engaged to her little daughter. "You want me to suck on your feet?" Aspen asked. "No thanks. Thomas did that this morning" Rebecca replied as Aspen laid back on the ground. "Where is he?" Aspen asked. "With Luke. Grandpa time as he put it" Rebecca replied.

 

Rebecca felt the giant finger pet her lovingly as she sat on her belly. And speaking of belly, her baby bump had grown unnaturally. Aspen was just under three months pregnant but looked 6 months. Lily had used spells to see if it would cause her real harm. The biggest worry was stress on her heart. Oddly enough her heart was totally fine and Lily said that she was not to thank for that. The theory was the baby was healing her constantly. A power that dwarfed Lily. Not even born yet and it was already more powerful than a half fae decades old. Rebecca sat on the mountain like baby bump looking past Aspen’s growing tits. She was worried. Aspen had become very clingy lately. Holding Claire, Rebecca, and Thomas as often as she could. Petting them intimately. Like now as Aspen used the tip of her finger to pet circles on Rebecca's belly. Not in a sexual way. Rebecca would smell that. Not a power trip way either. Aspen want like that. "When this is all over, would you come home or stay here?" Aspen said suddenly. Rebecca saw fear in her eyes.

 

"This place is spectacular. Shops to buy food. Schools to teach our kids. Not a worry in sight" Rebecca replied. She could see her lip trembling. "But this isn't home. I miss my cramped stuffy home in the wall. No, we won't stay" Rebecca replied. "So you guys won't leave me?" Aspen asked voice cracking. Rebecca shook her head and Aspen broke into a cry. "Oh sweetie. Is that what this all about? You thought we were going to leave you?" Rebecca asked. Aspen hiccupped and nodded. Now it made sense to her. Aspen wanted intimacy because she was terrified they would leave her life and stay here. "It's okay. Don't cry" Rebecca said walking up to her face. She felt the huge heart in her chest beating fast under her sandaled feet. She had no idea that Aspen held that in. Rebecca crawled onto her chin and kissed her lips. "It hurt. It hurt so much when he told me he wasn't coming back with me" she said softly. "But he never said he wouldn't see you again did he?" Rebecca asked. Aspen gently shook her head. "Honey, I know from experience that there will be people in your life that walk into it at precisely the right moment. Not all of them are destined to stay by your side. There are four distinct truths about life that transcend all species. You're born, you experience change, and you die" Rebecca said. "That was only three. What's the fourth?" Aspen asked. "Cats are evil" Rebecca replied.

 

Aspen giggled and then laughed causing the small woman to tumble down to Aspen’s cleavage. Aspen sat up holding Rebecca in her hands. "I love you" Aspen said kissing her. "I love you daughter in law" Rebecca replied kissing her back. "We should head back. I came to bring you back as the party will soon start" Rebecca said. Aspen nodded and stood up. The party itself was being held in an open roof ballroom with hundreds of attendees. Why so many? Well it's complicated. Like any society, figurehead roles are going to be either worshiped or looked to as guidance. With the borrowers here, it had become twofold. It was no joke that the clear majority saw Lily as a queen. She had told them they had a past, a culture way beyond that of scurrying about for food and shelter. Each one had descended from nobility. One of the old houses of Fae. They just had no idea which one. With Titania dead, Lily was the defacto Queen and Claire being her granddaughter they considered her a princess. Normally a duchess but Rebecca had no talent for magic and Claire did. It was clear that fae blood was stronger in her. Lily and Claire did not want to encourage this kind of reverence but resigned herself to it thinking it was important they believed in something. That began to change when word got out about Aspen's baby. An all-powerful being descended from Fae? How could one not consider it a messiah?

 

Divisions were forming in the colony. Which one to praise? Religious tolerance was not a thing borrowers were accustomed to. Religion was not something they even practiced. As Claire once said, "how can we believe in a God that would put us in such an unforgiving world?" So those that attended today did so for their own reasons and not many were because they were friends to Claire and her family. "Lita! Thought you were working today" Claire said seeing her newest friend. "Switched shifts to come here. I wasn't going to miss your birthday. You look fabulous" Lita said admiring Claire's pink gown. Claire spun around showing it off. Her tiny heel shod feet clacking on the marble floor. Claire quickly gravitated towards Lita as like her, her looks were not common. Lita was what you'd call an African American borrower. They met in Lita's coffee shop and Claire being a curious girl wasted little time asking about her lineage. At first Claire thought the question insensitive but as Lita explained she was not the first to ask.

 

Lita explained that long ago her ancestors were from the Northern part of the United States and were fair skinned like she. She had thought all this was folklore and nonsense until she had seen Lily use magic with her own eyes. This made the story sound completely true as she would go on to explain. Story goes that when her fair skinned ancestors came to the south, they began to come across escaped slaves. Taking pity on them, they shrank them and hid them in their forest homes. Didn't take long for them to intermarry. Marrying into the families over and over and shrinking more escaped slaves (by tribal leaders that still had an inkling of magic in them) outbred the fair skin and replaced it with African features. By the time the civil war took place, tribes of African borrowers were left. Claire went on to ask why there are so few of them. Lita hung her head. "The civil war devastated entire tribes hiding in cities like Richmond and Atlanta. Those that survived were subject to...brutality one can't even fathom" she replied. Like most borrowers, they were forced to live in homes to survive as not many could endure things like mosquito swarms, huge ass snakes, and hurricanes.

 

What Lita said next drove Claire to tears. "With slavery abolished, there were people that needed a target to victimize. It's widely known what came of the Reconstruction. Lynching, Jim Crow, and whatnot. What isn't spoken about is Negro borrowers. Imagine once owning slaves and suddenly you can't. Then you find tiny people with the same color skin in your house. Would you treat them kindly? And they didn't. Hung by their necks with string. Eaten while their children watch. Bred like cattle. The only reason we weren't wiped out is because some had the fortune to hide in the homes of ex slaves. Karma..." Lita whispered. "I'm sorry..." Claire cried. Lita patted her hand. "Not your fault sweetie. It's what happened" Lita replied. Claire went back to that coffee shop just to talk to her and soon, very soon they were fast friends. "Looking tastier than your cake" Aspen snickered. "There you are! Where were you?!" Claire yelled up to her.

 

"Off thinking" Aspen replied. "Well shrink yourself down and come join me" Claire said. Aspen used her watch and shrank down. Entering the ballroom, eyes turned to her. Aspen didn't have her sandals on as her feet were a little swollen. Wearing a nice sundress, she wasn't as decked out as the others. Then again, not many were pregnant. "Happy birthday munchkin!" Aspen said hugging her. Claire returned her embrace and kissed her deeply. Aspen was slightly embarrassed as those looked on, but this was her day. "So how does it feel not to be a teenager anymore?" Aspen asked. "I stopped being a teenager when I had Luke" she replied. Claire looked at her face. "You've been crying" Claire said. "Just worried about something stupid. You mom set me straight. Right now, it's cake time" Aspen said. The cake in question was a very interesting one.  Because it was Claire's birthday, a birthday of someone highly regarded, it was a very big affair. And a big birthday meant a special cake.

 

It was a colony effort. Lily supplied the ingredients and every bakery in the colony went to work. For it was not a singular cake. It was a legion of them. 500 tiny cakes in all stacked and grouped to make one. The town square was cleared for the process. Day and night for a total of 5 it took to make it. Earlier today when Lily placed it, Claire asked about it because there were telltales of it not being normal. She was immediately touched by the endeavor and had to sit down as emotions overcame her when she was told dozens of children frosted it. For it could only be children that could do it. Shucking their shoes, they climbed on top of it. Their miniscule weight wasn't enough for them to sink and their tiny feet didn't cut or mangle it. With paint brushes, they frosted it. Standing side by side, they would frost the cake and walk backwards not to leave cute little footprints. When it was all done, Lily placed a "20" candle on it.

 

Everyone sang happy birthday to her and Lily and Rebecca sang it ancient Fae. The air seems to be alive as the ancient words were spoken. Claire was held in Lily's hand as she blew out the candle. People laughed as Claire just due her face in and they awed as she gave a piece to her infant son. Claire sat down to rest for a moment. "Whew" she said rubbing her right foot free of her heel.

 

"Better get rested while you can. Your mom is busy making a playlist for the dancing" Thomas said sitting down next to her. Claire glanced over to see Rebecca literally punching songs on an iPhone sitting in a dock. "Here honey" he said taking ahold of her foot. Her father was quiet as he rubbed her sole with his thumbs. "You don't know how happy I am today" he whispered. He glanced for a second to look at her. She saw his eyes tearing up. "Daddy?" she asked. "Honey...it's rare for a borrower to live till she's 20. These little feet used to stamp all around the house" he chuckled wriggling her toes. "Having kids changes your world. You'd die for them. You'd die if you lost them" he said softly. Claire began to understand the underlying tone of what he was saying. It was on her mind too. Rebecca's and Aspen’s. This was the first birthday without Ritchie. "You haven't lost anyone dad. Ritchie will come back one day with that stupid grin and we'll have a family dinner like we used to" she said. Thomas smiled.

 

"When did you grow up on me. Where did that little girl trying to ride ladybugs go?" he asked. "Nowhere. I'm still your little girl" she smiled. Thomas kissed the tops of her toes before letting go of her foot. "You ready to cut a rug?" a voice asked. "Aunt Rose! I was wondering where you were" Claire said seeing the girl. "Out getting a gift. Your mother is about to start the music. Let's get those little feet moving" Rose said pulling her up. "Now it's my little girl's 20th birthday so let's kick it up a notch!" Rebecca yelled. "She's more into this than you" Rose said to her. Rebecca pushed the large play button. Music began thumping out the speakers and the attendees began to free dance. "This is how we do it in the British Isles" Rose winked as she shook her shrunken booty. Not to be outdone by her younger aunt, Claire got into the mix twerking. People cheered and hollered at them. The music changed, and people broke into groups to dance.

 

Aspen stood to the side. "You're not dancing" Lita said coming up next to her. "Never learned how. Didn't want to embarrass myself" Aspen said. "Honey. Claire won't give a squirrel shit about your dancing skills. Just you dancing with her means the world" Lita said pushing her forward. Aspen nervously leaked forward to Claire and those that just watched parted to make way. The music changed again abruptly, and Aspen looked to the dock. Rebecca had switched songs and gave her a thumbs up. "American Woman" by The Guess Who began playing. "Very funny" Aspen whispered. Claire walked right up to her and yanked her into an embrace. She would dance for a moment or so before pushing her away to the lyrics and Aspen would yank her back. Back and forth this went as they danced in circles around one another. Their feet barely missing each other. When it was over, Rebecca played a slower song.

 

As "I Belong to You" by Lenny Kravitz began to play, Claire held Aspen close. Aspen placed her bare feet in top of Claire's and let her lead. Aspen's eyes held the story of their love. Aspen’s grandmother baking cupcakes and placing a candle in it for Claire's 10th birthday. The first birthday they spent together. Aspen had given her a small yet pretty dress for a gift. Claire saw her fingers were covered in band aids. Turns out Aspen made the dress from scratch. Poking her fingers constantly with the needle she didn't give up. Claire wore that dress until she grew out of it. "Do you know how good it feels to hold you?" Claire asked. "To feel your warmth through your hands and feet. Your scent. It's enough to make me believe in God. Only a god could make someone so perfect" Claire whispered in her ear. Aspen rested her head on her shoulder and closed her eyes.

 

When the song ended, Claire and Aspen kissed long and deep. Everyone was silent until they broke it. They clapped for them. "Ready for your gifts?" Aspen asked. "I have my gifts already" Claire replied looking at her. "Silly" Aspen said leading her to the pile of presents. One by one a gift was unwrapped. Clothes, jewelry, books, were the mainstay things. After all it was a borrower colony. They didn't have malls. Claire opened one that was a huge envelope with handwriting vaguely familiar. "Who's this from?" Claire asked. "From grandma" Aspen replied. "Wha...how?!" Claire asked. "When she died there was a reading of her will. In it was her telling me about a letter written for you to be given on your 20th birthday. I'd totally forgot about it until recently when I found it again in the desk in the study back home" Aspen replied. "What's in it? There's a bulge" Claire asked. "Dunno. Never opened it" Aspen replied. Claire popped the wax seal on the letter. She opened it and read it as something fell out. A wedding dress her size...

 

"Dear Claire. Hopefully you are still alive to read this. I know full well how difficult it is for a borrower to live to the age of 20. What am I saying? Of course, you're still alive. As I write this my health is failing and soon will leave this world. Before I do I must put my thoughts into words. When I was young I had a dream where a tiny fairy would visit me. Tell me stories and made me feel loved. It taught me that love knows no size, no species, and by the looks of how you and Aspen love each other no gender. Ever since Aspen found you on our floor, I knew that God put you and your family in our home for a reason. You gained a friend and I gained another granddaughter. I'm not some clueless old woman so I know you and she have chosen to expand your relationship into the intimate variety. Let it be known I'm all supportive. Claire...I love you so much. Holding you in my hands carrying you around and watching me bake cookies meant the world to me and I never said that."

 

"I beg you to keep showing the brave heart you shown me and Aspen. The world is a cruel place and will not accept your relationship. Be strong for her. Be patient with her. And above all, never give up. My life has taught me that change is inevitable and one day borrowers will get the same rights we humans do. A day I'll never see. So I write this letter in the best way I know how to be there for you on this joyous day and to give you a lasting gift made by these old withered hands. The wedding dress made from cloth from mine. The same dress I wore long ago when I swore to share my joy, sorrow, and all that in-between. Happy Birthday my precious tiny granddaughter.

 

Bethany McCollins

July 22, 2014"

 

It was stone silent. Aspen knelt down at her feet. "You okay little bit?" Aspen asked her. Claire scooped up the dress and held it close to her. "Her scent is still there" she replied softly. Thomas and Rebecca came over to her. Claire took Luke from her mother’s hands and cradled him. "I wish he could've known her" Claire said softly. "We do too honey. Bethany was always one that looked far ahead" Rebecca said. Claire looked at her infant son's face. His little hand clutched the dress.  "Best birthday ever" she said. As festivities winded down, Lily came over to Claire who was breastfeeding her son. "There's one more present to give you. Step outside" she said. Claire handed off her son to her dad and followed the woman out of the building. "Pull your dress out a little exposing your left breast" she said. Easy enough as she wore the dress so she could breastfeed. Lily placed her hand on her breast right over her heart. "This will feel weird at first" she warned.

 

A pulse of power shot into her body. Her body grew warm and her skin tingled. Then it happened. She was growing. Growing and growing watching the ground seem to recede from her feet. When it finally stopped...Claire was human sized. "Holy shit!" Claire yelled. Lily winced. "Sorry...what did you do?" Claire asked. "Grew you silly. I used my own magic to power a spell. You'll be human sized for 24 hours. Why don't you have Aspen take you to London and live it up" Lily said. Claire turned around to walk to the ballroom. As she stood there her mind was blown by how small things were. "Whoa!" Aspen yelled. "This is so freaky" Claire said bending down. She picked Aspen up. "Is this how humans see the world?" Claire asked looking at buildings and people as if they were toys. "Pretty much" Aspen replied. Claire was lost in the moment. "You gonna gawk all day or are we going to have fun with this?" Aspen asked. Claire nodded. "The keys to the Jag are on the kitchen table. Have fun and be safe" Lily said. Aspen had to hold on for dear life as she sprinted. "Slow down! London isn't going anywhere!" Aspen yelled. Claire paused as she passed a mirror.

 

"Can I borrow some clothes?" Claire asked. "Yeah but put me down first" Aspen said Claire put her down and Aspen unshrank herself. Aspen had her own room in the mansion due to her shrinking being of science and not magic. It was a posh room. Fully masted bed, a wardrobe, even a bidet. Claire tore the door off the hinges opening it. "Careful!" Aspen yelled. "Sorry. Hard to gauge my strength this size" Claire said sitting the door down. Aspen handed her a light blue tee shirt and jeans. She would've got sneakers, but it felt strange on her feet. She wore them sometimes tiny but at her size many things gave off tremors she could feel even though padded insoles. It was creepy as Aspen moved about she could barely feel any tremors. Wearing sandals was a coping mechanism for her as not feeling tremors was tantamount to being half blind for her kind. "You look like a million bucks" Aspen said touching her shoulders. "Almost as much as the worth of the door" Rose said standing in the doorway. "My fault...I..."

 

"Just messing with ya. Mom thought you might want a tour guide...unless you want to be alone" Rose said. "We'd love to have you along" Aspen said to her. "Well let's get started" Rose said gesturing them to follow. As Rose didn’t have her license yet, Aspen was still the driver. They all piled into the Jag and dropped the top. The V8 roared to life and Aspen shifted into drive and pulled off. Soon they were cruising down the M1 heading to London. "So how are things with Jacob?" Claire asked as she stared at the scenery. "Better now that mom isn't losing her shit. Thanks for stepping up for him" Rose replied. "Well she saw how hypocritical it was to hate on him because he is human" Claire said. "More to the point. Does he know about what you are?" Aspen asked. "...yeah" Rose replied. They looked at her. "Eyes on the road! Look, I love him and he loves me. Wasn't right to keep secrets" Rose explained. "You're using protection right?" Aspen asked. "We use a safe word when we fuck. No need for one of us to accidentally squish the other. I'm kidding! Yeah he uses a rubber" she replied.

 

"So, you two do size play?" Claire asked. "Well he was eating me out one night and I lost control over my spell. Scared the hell out of him. Jacob was a sweetie and accepted it all. After that we took turns...you know dominating the other. That's what you do right?" Rose asked. Claire blushed. "Yeah..." Claire replied. "I understand how you feel. Dominating a tiny person is a rush but it's an intimate thing too. The trust involved" Aspen said. "Yeah...YEAH! That's exactly it! When I push him inside me I fell so many things. The pleasure, the power, but I worry I'm hurting him. I'm scaring him. It's...complicated" Rose said sinking into her leather seat. "The best love is. When I told Claire I loved her romantically I was scared shitless. And when she returned my feelings I was overjoyed and frightened at the same time" Aspen said. "Frightened? Why?" Claire asked. "A part of me was scared you were saying that to please me. You know to eat my food and stay in my home" Aspen replied softly.

 

"So, the morning after when I kissed you and said I loved you...that's why you started sobbing?" Claire asked. "Because I knew it was real. That's a big thing for a teenage girl" Aspen said. Claire held her hand and sighed. She felt the breeze through her hair. "Will I have that?" Rose asked softly. "If it's real you will" Claire replied. As they neared the city, Aspen had to calm Claire down more than once as she stared like a dog at passing cars. "Turn down there and we can park" Rose said. Aspen turned down the street and parked the car. "One of the many shopping districts here. Clothes, jewelry, a pub, even a movie theatre. Where do we start?" Rose asked. "The pub. I want to drink like a fucking human today" Claire replied. "But you're breastfeeding" Rose said. "Won't matter. Trust me" Claire said. Rose shrugged and led them to a nearby pub.

 

Wasn't dirty was not swanky either. Mostly older men but a few young ones. Two of them came right over to them. "Now what brings you chickadees wot?" one asked. "Booze of course" Claire replied looking around. "Well we got that. Roddy! A pint for the missus here! And you two?" he asked. "Sprite and a Coke for her" Aspen replied. Aspen wasn't liking this guy. Eyeing them was one thing but he was standing very close to Claire and he was checking her out. Claire eyed the glass and downed the beer within seconds. "Good but I've had harder" Claire said grinning at him. "Something harder then?" his friend said getting close. "Only if ya drink with me" Claire said slyly winking at Aspen. At first this pissed Aspen off but there was a telltale grin on Claire. A grin she'd seen before when she was playing games. The grin that said "I'm about to own your ass".

 

"This is going to be good" Aspen whispered to Claire. Seeing the blonde ready to put down and her friends drinking soda, they focused on Claire. Three shot glasses and a bottle of scotch were sat down on a table. Claire sat down and kicked her sandals off. She was going to get comfortable. They poured their shots and drank. "Look at this Jack" he said. "Yeah Peter. No cough or nothing" They mused as Claire wasn't even fazed by the drink. "Come on boys. This bottle won't drink itself" she said placing her toes on Peter's bare leg. "Aren't you pissed?" Rose asked. "I was until I saw Claire playing them. She's goading them. They were fucked the moment they agreed to a drinking contest" Aspen said. "What? She can put it down?" Rose asked. "An understatement. During New Years, we were all drinking. Her dad makes this wicked powerful booze from fruit juices and we partook. We were fucking hammered so bad Claire had to unshrink us to avoid hitting the time limit. That chick was barely fazed. Keith explained it to me while we were nursing a hangover."

 

"Borrowers have very active metabolisms. While that means they can get tipsy easily, they don't get drunk easily. Their body processes the alcohol faster than they can get fucked up. it would take hard shit and a lot of it at once to get torn" Aspen said. The two young men were so enraptured by the girl playing footsie, they didn't even notice her not getting sloshed. An hour had passed. "Soo....you say you from 'merica?" Peter mumbled. "Yeah. Home of the free" Claire said pouring the last of the scotch. "Ehat brings you...brings you to here" Jake asked. "Hiding from a murderous ancient evil" Claire replied. Jake laughed and fell out his chair. He stumbled on the floor gripping her bare foot. Claire pushed his chest with it. A thump on the table and Peter was passed out. "Was fun boys" she said standing up. "Oy! The tab!" Roddy shouted. "On them" Claire said. "No...you hustled them" Roddy complained. "How? I drank as much as them. Tell you what. If ya can beat me in arm wrestling, then I'll give ya £1000 plus the tab" she said. "Haha! And if ya win?" he asked. Claire looked at Aspen and Rose.

 

"We go somewhere private and we have some real fun" she smirked. Now for Roddy the barkeep this was a win win for him. If he won, he got some nice money and the tab. If he lost he figured a three way would smooth over any bruised ego. Just so happens the Roddy was an arm wrestling champ in his home village when he was younger. He contemplated losing just to get with them. "Deal!" he yelled.  By this point, the patrons were very focused on them as they both sat down on a cleared table. "Ready to lose you silly git?" he asked. "Someone is getting a lesson in humility" Claire said to him. "Claire be careful" Aspen said. "Your friend is worried about you getting hurt? Don't worry. I won't break ya arm" he snickered. "She wasn't worried about me. She's worried I'd snap your arm off at the joint" Claire replied. The man frowned. "Begin!" he yelled. He put some strength at first thinking it would be enough. He twisted his elbow for leverage. Nothing. Claire's arm hadn't budged a millimeter.

 

"Are you even trying?" she asked. Somebody chuckled. "Alright then!" he yelled putting more strength to it. Claire's arm did budge downward. Inch by inch and Roddy found it weird he had to put this much power into it. "Well I made it interesting enough" Claire sighed as she pushed forward with not much effort. She slammed his arm down. People gasped. "Ya cheated somehow you slag!" he yelled as onlookers laughed. "Your hand swelling says different. But I did win. Settle the tab and come in the back?" Claire asked. The man huffed and pushed past them. "Claire what are you doing?" Aspen asked. "Having fun. We're just going to scare him a bit" Claire replied. Claire walked through a door and beckoned for the others to follow. Claire sat down on a folding chair. "So...what you got in mind?" Roddy asked. He eyed all three of them. "Just me little guy" she replied. "Little? Taller than you" he said. "Forgive me...I was thinking ahead. Aspen could you do the honors?" Claire asked. Aspen wasn't entirely feeling this but she went ahead for Claire's sake. Aspen touched him and shrank him down.

 

Roddy fell on his butt looking up at the titanic women. "Lick my foot" Claire commanded placing it before him. "Turn me back you witch!" he squeaked. "I said lick it" Claire hissed placing her dirty sole on his body. "Claire..." Rose said. Claire held her hand up. "I can kill you" Claire said. The man began licking her foot. "Rose...what does slag mean?" Claire asked. "Ugly bitch" Rose replied. "Figures. You and Aspen are wondering if I lost my mind. No...I just notice things...small things. Things like those two young men smelling like little Roddy here. His sons no doubt. Roddy himself smelling of pussy, blood, sweat, and tears. Didn't change your clothes today did you? No, still got that rape smell on them. I'm betting your sons get women drunk as fuck here and you all quietly rape them later. Isn't that right Roddy?" Claire asked. The small man stopped licking her soles and looked at her in terrified shock. Claire bent down and grabbed him. She brought him to her eyes.

 

"Keith taught me a neat trick. Look into a person's eyes hard enough and you can tell when they're lying. Pupil dilation. Now Roddy dear. Did you ever take pictures?" Claire asked. She squeezed him as he didn't answer. "Ow! Yes...yes I did but I erase them now and then to be careful" he replied. Claire dangled him over her mouth. "Don't eat me! I answered!" he yelled. "With a half-truth. Where are they?" she asked. Staring down her throat, Roddy didn't dare lie. "On my computer..." he said softly. With little prodding, he led them to his office. "Pull them up" Claire said dropping him on the desk. He whimpered as he slowly typed his password. He grunted pushing and pulling the mouse. Eventually, he pulled up a folder labeled "deliveries". "Bloody hell" Rose muttered. Dozens of pictures of passed out women naked on a bed. "How...how did he get away with it for so long?" Aspen asked. "Don't know don't care" Claire said swatting the man aside as she opened his email. "Wha...what are you doing?!" he asked. "Emailing it to Scotland Yard" Claire replied. "No please!" he begged. Claire glanced at him.

 

"How can a species with such a big heart do such cruel things? If you can answer me that I won't hit send" she said. The man panicked as he had no answer. How could he? Claire hit send and the man just sobbed on his desk. "You got two choices. We can return you to normal or you can stay that way and hide like a rat for the rest of your days" Claire told him as she got up. He gave no answer. "Fine. Let's go" she said to Aspen and Rose. Before they got to the door they heard a small splat. They turned around to see a bloody spat on the floor. "He jumped" Claire sighed. She casually walked over, pulled off a scrap of paper towel, and cleaned it up before tossing the remains in a waste bin. As they walked out Claire stopped to look at the passed out young men. "And what of them?" Rose asked. "Nothing. I've wasted enough of my birthday in here" Claire replied walking out before slipping her sandals back on.

 

Claire stared at the sky as she stood on the sidewalk. "Every smell tells a story" she said. Aspen kissed her cheek. "Don't dwell on this. I assure you not all humans are rapists" Aspen said to her. "Aspen...if I let something like this get to me then I'd be an emotional wreck long ago. I admit if felt nice for a human to be at the mercy of my feet" Claire smiled. "Other than me?" Aspen asked. "Other than you" Claire replied. "Speaking of feet, there's a spa a block down" Rose said trying to liven the mood. She led them to it. "Three mani's and pedi's please" Rose said to the Asian girl at the desk. "Massage too? It's half off this month" she said. "It's my niece's birthday. Why not?" Rose replied. They were led to three chairs and were sat down. "This looks different from other spa days" Claire said. "Sweetie we were kids playing around back then. This is the real thing" Aspen replied. Claire was very attentive as a small group of women began washing their feet in hot water. Aspen chuckled at her as Claire gave this cute loving look to the one washing the dirt of her sole. "She looks very happy there" Rose whispered. "When her feet is being pampered, it's kind of an intimate thing for her" Aspen replied. "Thank you" Claire muttered softly to the Asian girl drying her feet. The girl looked at her puzzled as never a customer said thank you and so sincere at that.

 

Her toenails were trimmed and filed one by one. Even Aspen was never that meticulous. "Color?" the girl asked. "Dunno. Tried so many. Ehats your favorite color?" Claire asked. The girl was totally shocked now. "Pearl?" the girl replied. Claire nodded. "Oops. Now I get it" Aspen muttered. "Get what?" Rose asked. "Well, like I said it’s an intimate thing for her but for borrower girls, their feet are sensitive. Rubbing them, sucking on them, it's an erogenous zone for her" Aspen replied. "You saying she's horny?" Rose asked. Aspen nodded. Rose sat back wondering how bad it would get. "What's your name?" Claire asked. "...Yue" she replied. "That's pretty. But I expected a pretty name from a pretty girl" Claire replied. The girl blushed. After finishing her toes, Yue began on her hands. She held them softly as she cleaned, filed, polished and painted the nails. "Is it nice?" Yue asked. Claire held her hand. "It's perfect. Are you the one to give me a massage?" Claire asked. The girl nodded. "Unless you want another" she replied. "No. I prefer your touch" Claire replied. There were separate rooms for massages and each girl went onto one. Claire was laid down mostly naked on a flat bed. A bar extending across the room was above her. Yue took off her slippers and climbed up straddling Claire. She held onto the bar for support.

 

"You have pretty feet. How old are you?" Claire asked. "20" she replied. "So am I! I turned 20 today!" Claire said. "Happy birthday then. Now lay very still" she said. Yue placed her feet on her back and gently let her weight come down. "Too much?" Yue asked. "Not at all. I've been stepped on much harder before" Claire replied. An odd answer but Yue shrugged it off. Her long toes gripped her flesh kneading it over and over. Claire moaned. "Your friends came to celebrate?" Yue asked. "Friends? My fiancée and aunt" Claire replied. "Really?" Yue asked. " Yeah we're an odd bunch. Rose is my aunt and younger than me. Aspen is my fiancée and she's getting over a kind of breakup" Claire replied. "Father of child?" Yue asked. "Yeah. A surrogate but we both loved him. Can't fault him for hooking up with his own girl to be with. Long distance thing. Comes with the territory if she's a Yaksha" Claire replied. "YAKSHA?!" the girl yelled. Claire cringed at the sound and of saying something unwarranted.

 

"You know what that is?" Claire asked. The girl giggled. "You're a funny one. Yaksha...they are myths that grandma told me" she replied. "Tell me" Claire said. "They are tiny magical beings that are friends of humans. Like European fairies" she replied. Claire glanced up slightly and patted Yue's bare foot. "They aren't myth. They're real. It's all real" she said. Yue stopped. Claire tapped and pointed to the floor for her to step off her.  Claire took ahold of her hand and for a moment she glowed. Yue dwindled down to borrower height. The girl was shocked beyond belief. She was scared of the giantess sitting above her. She tried to scramble away as Claire bent down to pick her up. Yue thrashed about in a soundless scream in her fist. "Yue...don't be frightened. Please don't" Claire said softly. Her words gave her pause and she stopped struggling.

 

"Now do you believe? There's a world out there nobody knows about except in myth, lore, and rumor. A world of fairies, of Yaksha, or pure magic. Today I got a letter from someone that had passed on. A person who believed with all her heart that there's more to...this...than meets the eye. Nobody ever believed her. Not me, not Aspen, nobody. We thought them as fantastic stories. If I could turn back time. I'd tell her..."I believe you" Claire said. Claire opened her palm and let Yue relax. "Is your grandma still alive?" Claire asked. "...yes" Yue replied. "Then it's not too late for you" Claire said stroking her black hair. "Is this permanent?" Yue asked suddenly. "Hehe...no. This spell barely had any power. One of a few I know and not much magic was in it. Still a weak novice myself. You'll return to normal very shortly. You're so pretty Yue" Claire said touching her little cheek. Yue blushed. She stared intently at the huge tits before her. "Thank god I don’t have stretch marks" Claire snickered. Yue looked away. "It's only natural to stare at my tits. I am pretty big to you now. Here" Claire said laying back down on her back. She placed Yue on her belly.

 

"Things look different that size don't they? The opposite is true for me. I'm a Borrower with fae blood. The way you see the world now is natural to me" Claire said. Yue was too blown away to doubt what she said. Yue felt her warm skin under her bare feet. Her steps sinking slightly into the flesh of her giantess customer. She made her way between her breasts and felt her heartbeat. She looked at her right breast and climbed it. Yue sat down in front of her hard nipple. She touched it and Claire giggled. "Tickles" she said. Curious she squeezed it and Claire groaned slightly. Yue knew what she was doing was naughty but this...this was too unreal not to experience. She squeezed it again and breastmilk leaked out. Yue gathered some in her hands and drank it. "Yue..." Claire moaned. "Sorry! This is wrong!" Yue yelled hiding her face. Claire held her between her fingers. "Yue. You've been shrunk and placed on the body of a giantess. If you weren’t curious THAT would be wrong. What happens here is all up to you. No guilt or judgement" Claire said. Yue blushed beet red and lifted her traditional dress. "You don't have to say a thing" Claire said.

 

Claire licked her tiny pussy after pulling her panties off. The girl trembled. So delicate and innocent she was turning Claire on. She wasn't going to shove her in. No, that might be too much and she was pushing it as it was. Aspen was in the other room after all. Yue sighed as she came. Claire held her ankles and smelled her tiny feet. Her scent was good enough to bond with her shrunken friend. A few licks and sucks on her feet and Yue cooed. "I'm so small you could eat me" Yue said. "And eat the cutest masseuse in London? Not a chance" Claire said. Claire held her in her hands lovingly. "I really need to thank you. Before coming here, I had a rapist kill himself. The things I saw he had done made me lose faith in humanity. But you...you accepted me for who I was. Trusted me just then. Opened up to me" Claire said shedding tears. Claire sat her down after sitting up. Moments later the spell wore off and Yue was restored. She knew next to nothing about her but saw the pain in her heart. She could only imagine what Claire went through.

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