Her purse had been zipped up and no light spilled in. It was a dark ride, and a tiring one. The amount of saliva that had pooled around me was high enough that my legs couldn’t reach the bottom, and so I was now kicking my legs just to keep afloat. I was hoping beyond hope that it wasn’t a long drive to her place, because I didn’t know just how long I could keep this up, and I was just not ready to drown in her saliva.

                I tried to swim to the side and use the thickness of her saliva to stick myself to the glass wall of the jar, but it was no use. Even if I could get high enough to be out of her saliva, I just kept slipping right back down. My whole body was covered in the sticky, minty smelling liquid that just a few minutes ago I had used as lube to masturbate. She must have seen what I was doing in the mirror, and this was my punishment. But what was she going to do to me after this? Was this it? Resigned to spend the rest of my life in a jar as part of her collection? I wouldn’t blame her if that was the case, to be honest. I’m sure I would get used to it, living off crumbs and drops of water as I watched her go about her normal life outside my glass home. I might even come to enjoy it. She was a goddess, after all, and I was…Well…Nothing.

                Her purse, and thus the jar and saliva, jostled with every bump and turn of her car, making keeping my head above water very difficult. I could feel myself starting to tire out. There was no way I could keep this up much longer. My legs burned. My arms burned. I could feel myself slipping lower and lower. I had to give up, or at least take a break for a few second. I stopped kicking and felt myself sink lower and lower until my feet touched the glass. The warm saliva had quickly grown cold and no longer felt as pleasant. I stayed there as long as I could, my legs burning less but now my lungs feeling like they’re about to explode.

                I couldn’t hold it any longer, and kicked off the bottom and swam up as fast as I could. With how dark it was, I had no idea how far away the surface was. I kicked as hard as I could. Just as I broke the surface of her saliva, I took a huge breath, sucking some of her spit into my mouth. I coughed and spat. It still tasted as pleasant as I remembered, but now was not the time to enjoy. While I kicked and fought to stay afloat, I took huge breaths, fighting to fill my lungs and cough up all of her spit.

                Once I had calmed down, I noticed the car was no longer moving. I assumed it was just a red light, but we seemed to be stopped longer than normal. I could feel the vibrations of the car still running, and hear her music, so I didn’t think we were already at her house, though I prayed. I continued to listen. I heard her car shift gears. Felt the vibrations of the car stop, the music turn off. We were home! Soon, hopefully, I would be able to stand on solid ground and take a break.

                I heard her rustling around as though she were grabbing some stuff. Then my world moved as she grabbed the purse. I was sent into a talespin as the jar tumbled around now that her purse was lifted and moving. Everything stopped as the jar found a spot to rest. It was no long sitting at an angle, and her saliva spread out thin enough to no longer be a deep pool. I tried to stand, but I was too exhausted. I laid down on the hard ground, wet with her spit. I hoped that the jar wouldn’t do much more moving around as she went into her house.

                The trip inside was filled with swaying and jostling, but the jar, for the most part, kept its position, and I was able to lay the whole way in. I heard the clicking of lights. The shuffling of feet. What chilled me to the core, though, was the barking of a large dog. Now don’t get me wrong, normally I love dogs, but at this size I wouldn’t even be a snack. I was smaller than a flee and could be licked up without the beast even knowing. I heard her talking, excitedly, to the dog. But it was the last thing she said that really caught my attention.

                “Hey, girl, I brought you home something! Wanna see? Do ya girl?”

                She couldn’t be talking about me, could she? My blood ran ice cold. I could feel her grab her purse. Light burst in, nearly blinding me, as she unzipped it. I watched as her massive hand grabbed my glass prison and pulled it out. Fuck! She was going to give me to her dog?! I know what I did was wrong but did I deserve THIS?! Slowly my jar was pulled from the purse. This was the first time I had seen her house, and were I not so scared, I would be fascinated. The only thing I could focus on, though, was the giant beast on the ground. It was a white lab, looking up at her, and me, with excited eyes.

                I quaked in fear as I was lowered down. The beast’s rear end was shaking with excitement. This is how I was going to die? I looked up at her, screaming, begging. Of course, she couldn’t hear me. I closed my eyes and braced myself. I felt the jar get set down, and waited for the worst. Nothing. I kept my eyes close, too scared to face my fate. I continued to wait. I heard more shuffling and digging. I could hear more items get set down around me. I dared to open my eyes. I wasn’t on the floor! She had set me on the counter so she could dig through her bag! Beside me she had set her phone, a makeup bag, and the gem. The gem! I had to find a way to get to it! But to my diminutive form, I may has well have been surrounded by 4 inch steel.

                I watched her as she dug through her purse. God she was gigantic! This is the biggest I had ever seen her, and to see her, miles in the distance, towering above me at astronomical heights was something I just couldn’t wrap my brain around. I was completely in shock. Before me was an amazing dance of beauty and natural, that combined to create a radiant goddess. I couldn’t think of her as anything else. I couldn’t think of her as a friend. Who would be friends with a germ? And what germ would deign to call someone so giant a friend?

                I watched in a daze of amazement as she pulled out a dog toy, the size of a city block, and turned to her dog. She knelt down, handing it to the massive beats. With sheer excitement, the beast grabbed the toy and dashed off to play with it. I was now a voyeur in this girl’s world. A tiny speck, watching her go about her life. My heart beat harder and harder in my chest. Seeing this radiant being in her natural habitat just made me like her even more.

                She stood from her kneeling position on the floor and started putting everything back into her purse. Everything, that was, except the gem and my jar. She closed her purse, placed it on a chair, and moved to her fridge, opening it up. I watched as she looked through her fridge before grabbing a bottle of water.  She walked back toward me but didn’t glance my way. She stood in front of my, setting the bottle of water next to my jar. I had a perfect view of her stomach, though covered in a shirt. It was all I could focus on. Hell, it was all I could see. Being this close, I just couldn’t see high enough to even gland the bottom of her chest.  I watched her manicured, long, slender fingers, like massive redwoods, as the tapped on the counter. What was she thinking about? What was she going to do?

                Her hands, terrifying, yet beautiful, swept forward. One grabbed the towering water bottle, the other grabbed the necklace, and then my jar. She walked into her living room, turned on the lights, and sat on the largest couch I had ever seen in my life. She placed everything, including me, on the cover table. Beside me, a magazine, barely half an inch thick, towered above my head. To the other side of me a remote, like a toppled building. I looked toward her, looming in the distance. She was staring at my jar. I couldn’t make out the expression on her face.

                She leaned in closer, as if reading my mind. My entire view was now filled with the most magnificent face I had ever seen. Giant, glistening eyes, a gorgeous, twitching nose, and her lips. Not too long ago I had been on the other side of them. My whole body burned and grew flush as the memory. I was embarrassed, but also very aroused. God I have never been aroused this many times in one day in my entire life. She leaned in close so that all I could see were here eyes. I could fall into one of them and she probably wouldn’t even feel me. I could see the liquid that covered her eyeballs. To me it would be like a shallow pool. I could see her pupils dilate and contract as she studied my jar. When she blinked it looked like two massive doors crashing into each other. Her lashes, once long, were now massive ropes that seemed to stretch for yards. I was afraid to move as I stood there, staring into a massive eye.

                “I can barley see you, James…If…If that is you I’m seeing.” Her voice was very soft. She was trying not to be too loud for me. “If it’s you I think I see, move. Wave. Do something. Please?”

                I stared at her for a few more seconds, still as a statue. I raised my arm and gave a small wave. Would she even see it? I waved both arms. I had to make sure she saw me, though, so I started jumping up and down. On my way back down, I slipped in her spit and fell backward onto my ass. My world erupted in an echoing laughter.

                “I guess that is you I see!” Her voice was filled with mirth as she spoke. Her hands reached forward and grabbed the jar and lid. She slowly unscrewed the top and set it to the side. She was now looking into the jar from the top. “I’m sorry about putting you in there, James! When I saw you on my tongue I figured you’d be covered in my spit and there was no way we could grow you again like that. You’d be a sticky slimy mess. I didn’t want you to get your clothes and car seat covered in my spit! You’re lucky I even noticed you, honestly. All I saw was a teeny tiny little bump on my tongue. I just thought I had bit my tongue, until I noticed you moving. Were you trying to wave at me and get my attention?”

                Oh good, she hadn’t seen what I was doing. Thank god for small miracles, right? I didn’t bother nodding. She wouldn’t have been able to make that out, so instead, I just laid there and looked up at her. Before long she gently tipped the jar on its side. I felt myself slowly slip down to the side of the jar. She watched from above as I carefully made my way to the lip of the jar. Once I got to the very edge, I looked down. The drop from here looked like I was looking over the side of a building. A fall from here would kill me. I stood there, on the edge, looking up at her face, which still filled my entire view.

                A smile spread across her lip. She slowly opened her mouth and I instantly felt the familiar warmth and tingle of arousal spread through my body. Ropes of saliva stretched between teeth before breaking. Her tongue looked like a welcoming runway, almost beckoning for my return. Slowly that same tongue crept from her mouth, the very tip of it landing in front of me, pressing against the lid of the jar. Did she really want me to climb back into her mouth? Knowing I was in there she would be more carefully, and it would be a completely different experience. I looked up and now all I could see was the dangling bent girder that was her nose ring. I could see up into her nostrils. One hard breath out and they would blow me away, lost in her carpet. One hard breath in and they would suck me up into them . I didn’t know which thought scared me more. I looked back down at her welcoming tongue. Would she try to swallow me knowing that I was in there?

                I suppose I hesitated too long, as her tongue retreated before I could make the decision. She closed her mouth and looked at me with a grin.

                “Guess you didn’t want a return trip to my mouth, itty bitty? I was just checking.”

                God but I did. I really did. But my opportunity had gone. She leaned back, drawing herself away from my world. I watched as her hand moved and grabbed the necklace. She moved it toward the jar and held it right at the lip in front of me.

                “Jump on,” she said, looking down at me.

                I complied and moved forward, walking onto the gem. As soon as my whole body was on it, she drew it to her face, in front of her eye. Fuck, this was the closest I had been to those eyes. I had stared into them many times. Memorized their color, the way the light caught them. Every time I saw them I melted inside and now it didn’t matter where I looked. Up, down, side to side…All I could see was a multicolored of ocean that lead into the soul of a goddess. She blinked slowly and her eye lashes just barely brushed the gem. I had thought about grabbing them as the came back up, but I knew it would be too dangerous.

                “Well?” She said, studying me. “What are you waiting for?”

                What was I waiting for? I had no idea. I had my chance to use the gem and grow, but right now all I could do was gaze deeply into her eye. I should have been back to my full size right now. Last time I hesitated she got into my head with that hypnotizing voice of hers and made me do it. Now she was letting me do it on my own. Though my bare feet were touching the stone, I still leaned down. I placed my hand on the gem and closed my eyes.

                All I had to do was think of my regular size and I would be back to normal. Naked, but normal. I opened my eyes one more time. I didn’t know how long it would be, if ever, before I was this small, and this close to her face again. I had to get one more look, burn this image of her giant eye into my mind. How could I go back to normal? How could I go back to being me again when right now I was a tiny speck that had masturbated while laying on the tongue of a goddess? I had to try or I may upset her.

                I closed my eyes again. I tried to clear my mind. I could hear her breathing. I could feel her warmth. I could hear the sound of claws running across a hard wood floor and getting closer. Closer still. I could hear her dog entering the room.

                “Hey puppy, stay!” I could hear here say.

                Please stay, puppy! I couldn’t afford to fall and get lost. I concentrated. I could feel my body getting larger and larger. It felt weird this time. It seemed like my body was twisting and contorting. This time it was uncomfortable. I had to get it done as fast as possible. I focused harder. I could feel her hand lowering with my weight. She would have to hold it against me again before too long. I could hear the dog getting closer.

                “Puppy, no!” I heard her yell.

                Puppy. The word rang through my mind and everything happened in a flash. I could feel myself laying on the floor. I knew I was naked, but it still felt like I was wearing clothes. I stirred on the ground. Beneath me I could feel her feet. I was laying on her feet. Her toes wiggled against my side. I don’t know why but I suddenly had a desire to like them. I slowly opened my eyes. My vision seemed off. Colors were muted, but not quite black and white. I looked up to her face. She was staring down at me, her expression a mixture of shock and amusement. The color was drained from her face and eyes. It wasn’t here though, it was me. I was color blind. I blinked a few times. No change. I opened my mouth to say something.

                “Bark?”