It was turning out to be a fantastic day for Amy Lin. Several weeks ago, the beautiful, twenty-five year old Korean-American nurse had just crushed it in an interview for a position working on the floor of a hospital. She had been offered the job on the spot, and eagerly accepted.

The position Amy had applied for and received was somewhat new, extremely advanced in the world of technology, and very controversial. Amy had been hired as an Invasive RN. The primary puropse of Amy's job was to operate a submarine, which the pilo could shrink down, as far down as one millimeter tall, and enter a person's body. They could then traverse the human body and explore their patient from the inside, searching for the ailment.

The use of shrinking submarines in medicine was still the topic of much debate, but that didn't bother Amy right now. She had just spend the last few weeks in training every day. She knew how to operate the machine, how to shrink it, how to travel inside the human body. She had made it through the entire course while many other nurses did not, perferring to drop out and remain traditional RN's at the hospital. This made Amy incredibly valuable, and her boss trusted her enough to let her practice with the device they called the "Size-Altering Submarine", though they were commonly referred to as the "Shrinking Sub." Amy's main boss was Marge, the Nurse Manager. Marge had told Amy that she could take the shrinking submarine home with her, and spend a few weeks testing it on volunteers. Amy carried the device, which was roughly the size of a handbag, and shaped exactly like a submarine, to her car and began the drive back to her apartment. "This is gonna be exciting," she thought to herself.

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"Wait, so you got the job?" Amy's best friend Sarah said, sipping her glass of White Zinfandel. Sarah was also in her mid-twenties, a young, athletic blonde woman who was also a school-teacher. She and Amy had known each other for ages.

"I sure did," Amy said with a proud smile. "Cheers, bitch!" The two young women clinked their wine glasses together. Neither was drunk, or even tipsy for that matter. They were just enjoying a low-key girls night, while Amy's two roommates were both our somewhere.

"Congrats, even though I knew you'd get it!" Sarah responded with a laugh. "So, what do you have to do?"

Amy just shrugged. "Well, the size-altering submarine is property of the hospital, but I'm pretty much the one responsible for it. I've already takein it on tours through a few patients, but I'm still really getting the hang of it," she responded.

"Any crazy stories yet with your patients?" asked Sarah, casually sipping her wine.

"Not really any yet," stated Amy. "Pretty standard stuff so far. We had a paraplegic guy and I was able to travel down his spinal cord. That was really cool! Obviously he couldn't feel a thing." There was a bitof a pause as Sarah was still processing this. "My boss swallowed me yesterday in it!"

"Wait, what?" Sarah said, wide-eyed. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah, laughed Amy. She went on to explain the process to Sarah. On the back of the submarine was a thumbprint scanner which allowed Amy to be the only one who operated it. When Amy scanned her thumb, the submarine would expand in size, large enough for her to climb inside. There were four separate rooms inside the sub: the main cockpit, a room for passengers, a storage room, and a bathroom who's toilet connected to a tank within the submarine. That was particularly useful for trips that lasted several hours. The submarine could shrink smaller than a millimeter in size, though once it was inside a human body, it could no longer change size. Whatever size it entered the human body at, it would remain that way until it exited. This was mainly to prevent from accidental expansion, causing unwilling patients to burst like balloons as a submarine grew out of them like a chest-burster from aliens. The sensors on the shrinking submarine offered a little more flexibility when shrunken outside of the human body, but the shrink ray could only grow as long as there was enough space for it to grow. 

Amy also went on to explain how the sub was nearly indestructible from the outside, though if any tiny person ventured out of the sub, they would be vulnerable. Size change was controlled from the cockpit of the submarine, as was maneuverability, including flight. The submarines were still in the prototype phase, and often had a hard time taking off to fly when submerged in liquid. Each submarine could hold up to eight people, one in the cockpit and seven passengers.

"That's incredible," remarked Sarah. "So did you come out...."

"Yep," Amy laughed. "All the way through her intestines, and right out of her ass," she laughed. Sarah nearly gagged when she said this.

"Any other stories?" Sarah asked, getting more and more intrigued at this prospect by the minute.

Amy shrugged again. "Not really, no. I'm allowed to use the sub whenever I decide to though. They think the more practice, the better."

Sarah started to blush a little bit. "What...what about right now?" she asked her best friend.

Amy's eyes widened a bit. She hadn't expected to be using her shrinking sub tonight, but she wasn't exactly against the idea. "Oh yeah? That could be cool! What're you thinking?"

Sarah glanced down, clearly a little bit nervous and uncomfortable talking about this. "I uhhh, I was kinda hoping you could explore my body," she said with a nervous giggle. "You did say you could do more training and practice, right?"

Getting up off the couch, Amy walked into the kitchen and poured out the rest of her glass of wine. Rather, she started a pot of coffee and walked into her bedroom to grab the sub. AFter several minutes of explaining everything to Sarah, Amy shugged two hot cups of coffee to wake her up. She also explained to Sarah that she would be traveling inside of Sarah's nose. The thought of having someone so tiny inside of her, even if it was just her nose, was extremely enticing for Sarah.

Amy placed her thumb on the scanner of the back of the submarine. This was protected by a heat shield, so it could not be damaged by stomach acid. Obviously, the sub accepted Amy's thumbprint, and grew large enough for her to climb into. Enterint the cockpit, Amy strapped herself in and braced the sub for shrinking. "Alright, here we go," she said. "In three...two...one."

Before the blondes very eyes, the large submarine quickly began to diminish further and further, along with her friend inside of it. Sarah leaned forward and scrunched her toes, barely able to process what she was seeing. Down on the hardwood floor, was a tiny submarine only 1/8 of an inch long, with a much smaller nurse inside of it.

"Holy fuck," Sarah whispered, extremely impressed at what she saw. She walked towards where the shrunken submarine was on the floor, her bare feet shaking the floor for her tiny friend. Her hand reached down and plucked up the tiny vehicle.

Even though she had been shrunken multiple times before, Amy was still not used to everything yet. The stomping of her giant friend still sent chills down her spine, and the feeling of being lifted high into the air by the massive hand of her friend still made her nauseous.

The one-centimeter submarine was lifted in front of the absolutely titanic friend of Sarah. "HEY AMY!" the giantess said, her lips parting to reveal the dark cave that was her mouth. "READY FOR YOUR TRIP?"

"Holy shit she's big," Amy whispered to herself, as Sarah began bringing the tiny sub closer to her face. "Holy shit I'm small," she followed up with a laugh.

Sarah began to raise the tiny submarine up towards her right nostril carefully with two fingers. While the submarine could fly, Amy preferred not to do that unless necessary, to save battery life.

"ALRIGHT BITCH, IN YOU GO," Sarah said, teasing her friend. She began ton insert the submarine into her right nostril and inhaled strongly as she did, making sure it didn't fall right back out.

Making sure to shine the sub's incredibly bright headlights, Amy could not believe what she was witnessing. In front of her was something out of a science fiction movie. She might as well have been traveling through some strange alien caverns. Nasal haird sprung out of the walls and cave ceiling around her, like crazy stalagmites. Being only around a millimeter tall herself, Amy was in awe at their size. Most were several times larger than her own body. There were several bloody scabs stuck to the walls of Sarah's nostrils. "Looks like she picks her nose," Amy laughed to herself.

Suddenly the walls of the nasal passage started to close in around Amy, knocking her around. "What the fuck?!" Amy screamed. She whipped out her phone and fired off a text to Sarah. "What are you doing? Be careful!"

Sarah glanced at her phone. "Crap," she mumbled. She had scratched the outside of her nose, not thinking anything of it. She didn't mean to endanger her tiny friend. "My bad! Sorry!"

After taking a few minutes to regroup, Amy had calmed down enough to continue on her journey. She continued to travel up the nasal passage. Amy noticed that there were more piles of snot and mucus. "Gross," she mumbled.

As the ship continued onward, its' headlights struck something ahead of Amy. Amy wasn't even sure what she was looking at. As she continued her slow approach, it soon dawned on Amy. This was a massive wall of mucus and snot. It was so large it was completely blocking her path, and likely most of Sarah's air flow. 

"Hey, you're really congested, looks like you've got a blockage," Amy fired off in a text message, to her massive friend. She glanced up at the giant blockade of mucus in front of her. She shuttered at how gross it was. She had seen plenty of disgusting things in her time as a nurse, but mucus was just something she did not want to deal with.

Staring at the picture her tiny friend sent, Sarah responded via text. "Can you do anything about it lol."

Amy shrugged after reading her friends' response. "Let's try this," she muttered to herself. Messing with the controls, Amy managed to find the emergency hose. This was mainly used for spraying water to dislodge objects. She figured this was the perfect time to use it. From the top of the submarine, a hose which was attached released a jet stream of water towards the massive blockage. After several seconds, Amy shut off the water and looked up at her handywork. Her eyes widened. "Shit!" she shouted. The massive wall of mucus was now starting to drip and trickle towards her.

While Amy was backtracking and trying to escape the mudslide of mucus in her friend's nose, she struck multiple nasal hairs on the way out. Sarah's face twisted and she scrunched her nose. "Crap, not now," she whispered to herself as she desperately grabbed a tissue. "AAACHOOOO!"

And just like that, Sarah released a massive mound of mucus into the tissue. She couldn't believe how much snot just came out of her nose. After blinking a few times, she spotted the one-centimeter submarine lodged in the mucus. "AMY I'M SORRY!" she said, unaware of how loud she was.

Extremely disoriented from the impact, Amy was just starting to come to. She looked around, at the wasteland she had landed in. "Oh shit, she sneezed me out!" the tiny nurse yelled. She rapidly unbuckled her belt and ran to the doors. In her panic, Amy was not thinking clearly and not paying attention to her training. In Amy's mind, she needed to get out of the sub and get out of here. Throwing open the door of the sub, Amy stumbled out of the submarine, and landed face down in the puddle of mucus.

Slowly crawling up and wiping the snot of her friend out of her eyes, Amy gagged but could not find the words to speak. The silence was broken by an incredibly loud gasp above her. "AMY IS THAT YOU?" the booming voice of Sarah asked. 

Staring down at the tiny submarine, Sarah had managed to watch the much smaller nurse stumble out of it. And now her best friend in the world had fallen and was covered in her mucus.

Losing her cool, Amy was not thinking rationally. Amy wiped the rest of Sarah's mucus off of her face and stood up defiantly. "What the fuck was that?!" she screamed, though she was far too small to be heard by Sarah. Amy continued to rant and scream for a full minute. She failed to realize her friend was too large to hear her. When Amy felt that she had finally cooled down, she stared up and saw something off about her friend's face. Amy's eyes seemed to get a bit glazed over, and then her nose scrunched once more. "Oh no, not again," Amy whimpered.

The gigantic blonde failed to realize the predicament her miniaturized friend was in. The tissue began to move towards her massive friend's face once more. "Nooooooo!" Amy shrieked. A massive gust of wind blew Amy's hair about. This was followed by Sarah bringing her face into the tissue and sneezing again. Sarah expelled another storm of mucus upon the Kleenex, including upon her miniscule friend and the tiny submarine.

Sarah pulled her face back, and it took a few seconds to let what just happened set in. "Oh crap, Amy!" she thought to herself. Staring back down at the tissue, her jaw dropped. The tissue was covered in another thick, yellow layer of mucus. The submarine looked like it was stuck pretty well, and Amy was....somewhere....

Amy was in a nightmare right now. She was covered head to toe in her best friends' snot. She tried to pull herself free, but only her head and arms were free of the wretched puddle. She screamed for help, spitting out the disgusting substance as she did so. This mucus was incredibly sticky and she would no doubt need some serious help. "Sarah helppppppp," she sobbed.

Sarah had left to grab a magnifying glass to better locate her friend. Amy was around the size of a millimeter tall, and Sarah gasped as she studied the tissue. There she was, in all of her helpless glory. Despite how disgusting this whole situation was, Sarah couldn't help but get a little arousal at the power she had over her tiny friend. She would never tell her this, but she let out a soft moan as she looked through the magnifying glass. Sarah couldn't help but picture a hot guy getting stuck in her mucus and having to bend to her will.

"ALRIGHT AMY, LET'S GET YOU OUT," Sarah said. "BUT FIRST, SAY CHEESE!" Amy looked up as best she could, and saw Sarah's phone looming like a star destroyed in the sky. There was a bright flash that nearly blinded the tiny nurse as Sarah snapped a photograph.

On the verge of passing out from shock and exhaustion, Amy heard Sarah digging the tiny submarine out of the swampy mucus. Soon, Amy felt Sarah's titanic finger digging around her too. It would take a good rest, but Amy was able to get back into the shrinking submarine and return to her normal size. Sarah apologized profusely and Amy forgave her without a second thought, they were best friends after all. Amy touted this test in the submarine as the most dangerous so far. Over the weeks however, she tried to put the rest, the fear of an incident of this kind happening again.

"Alright, everyone ready to get minimized?" Amy asked the group of people standing near her. It had been several weeks since her incident within her best friend's nostrils, and she thankfully had not had any incidents since then. Today she was going to be doing a demonstration, showing people how to use the shrinking submarine. Her passengers included her nurse manager, Marge and Dr. Taylor, a forty-year old doctor who ran the day shift on Amy's floor. They were bringing along five interns from all different parts of the hospital who had volunteered to see this. All five interns signed waivers, just in case anything happened.

Earlier that day, a man in his thirties had come into the hospital complaining about constipation. The doctor thought this could be a great chance for a demonstration, and put the word out around the hospital. Many people responded that they wanted to go on this adventure, but only the first five were able to.

As Amy finished preparing the submarine, she glanced back from the cockpit towards the passenger's room. Her two superiors appeared to be explaining everything to the five interns, all of whom either had an excited grin, or a nervous expression on their faces. "Alright Hannah, we're about to shrink," Amy said over the radio. Hannah, a young PCT in her early twenties, was standing by to carry them out of the room. "In three...two...one."

Just like that, the submarine had diminished. It shrunk all the day down to a quarter of an inch long. Amy could hear the gasps of her passengers in the other room, and a few screams as Hannah's delicate fingers lifted them up. They were deposited inside of a paper cup and put on a tray. Hannah left them to grab some additional medicine for the voyage into the guys' rectum.

However, before Hannah could return, a shadow was cast over the paper cup. Towering above the tiny submarine was Renee. Renee was a twenty-three year old intern on Amy's floor, who was a complete idiot. Renee fit the "dumb blonde" stereotype to a tee. She was incredibly attractive and dreamt of being a model. She towered over people standing six feet tall. However, her father happened to be on the Board of Directors of the hospital, and was a good friend of Dr. Taylor.

"DAMN, I COULD USE A PAINKILLER RIGHT NOW," Renee said under her breath, her slender fingers reaching down and gripping the submarine. There was a sense of panic inside the submarine now. Most of the interns were screaming and freaking out as they were brought in front of Renee's pouty, pink lips. Due to the improvements on the sensors of the submarine, Amy could not just grow it back to normal size, as the machine sensed it would critically injure, if not kill, Renee! Dr. Taylor began searching for his phone to text Renee a warning, but it was too late. Renee's mouth had opened, revealing a dark cave with a saliva strand dangling from the top. The submarine landed on a massive pink serpent, aka...Renee's tongue! The massive muscle began to manipulate the tiny submarine towards the back of Renee's mouth. Suddenly a wave of room temperature water washed over the submarine and carried it back towards Renee's throat, tiny passengers and all. All she had done was taken a sip of water. The giant bimbo had no idea there was currently a miniature submarine with eight screaming passengers traveling down her esophagus towards her stomach.

Renee walked over to the break room so she could sit down and scroll through Instagram. She felt the "pill" she had just swallowed making its' way down her throat towards her stomach. She didn't give it a single second though.

As far as the tiny submarine and its' passengers went, they were nowhere near as relaxed as their massive giantess. Amy was trying her best to navigatethe quarter inch submarine as it descended down the dark, long slimy esophagus. The headlights of the sub then struck something that caused three of the interns to scream in terror: the sphincter leading to Renee's stomach.

"Relax," Dr. Taylor said, doing a poor job of keeping calm, himself. "We do this all the time, it's gonna be fine."

"He's right," Marge said. "Last month I swallowed Amy and she navigated through my stomach, no problem."

"Yeah but it was a little gross," Amy called back there with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.

"Watch it," Marge snapped back. "Unless you'd like to be eaten again!" The tiny submarine passed through the sphincter and began free falling into the massive pit that was Renee's stomach. Everyone in the sub screamed, including Amy, as if they were on some morbid carnival ride. There was a loud splash, as the sub landed in the lake of stomach acid but remained floating. 

"Oh my god, this is disgusting," a nerdy looking intern girl said. Amy hadn't bothered to learn her name, but she was not wrong. The stomach was mostly dark but the headlights illuminated the landscape of a horror movie. The vast walls stretched high, offering no chance of escape from the way they came. The vile looking yellowish-brown acid emitted a pungent odor that even managed to penetrate the submarine. Massive mounds of semi-digested food littered the surrounding area, disgusting islands of pancakes and what looked like oatmeal. 

"So what's the plan now?" a handsome twenty-year old intern asked. Amy had paid more attention when he introduced himself, and knew his name was Ryan.

Dr. Taylor whispered something to Marge. "Hey Amy," he called out to her. "Should we put this sub into high gear and power through her intestines. It won't be pretty, but we can go out the natural way," he said with a nervous laugh.

Glancing down at the controls, Amy realized something was wrong. Very wrong. "We might have a problem," Amy said, turning around nervously. "When we were in her mouth we must have struck one of her molars. That must have damaged the power unit on the top of this ship."

There were gasps and one intern nearly fainted. "Amy, what're you saying?" Marge said.

"Look, we can grow back once we get out, but we're really low on power because of that. We're going to be in here a while."

Renee sat in the break room sipping a coffee. She had just brought out a salad she bought for lunch and had just poured the dressing on top of it. She licked her lips and began spearing vegetables with her fork, bringing them up to her mouth. While she was distracting herself on Instagram waiting for the day to be over, she couldn't help but overhear Hannah, the PCT. Hannah was ranting to someone about how the submarine that was supposed to be piloted by Amy with the nurse and doctor had disappeared, when it was supposed to venture into the constipated ass of the guy who came in. Now, poor Hannah had to take the spare submarine, with very little training, and venture into this guy's rectum. "Sucks to be her," Renee said under her breath. Still, the thought of having tiny people inside of her was extremely intriguing to her.

Suddenly, a strange text popped up on Renee's phone. It was from her dad's good friend, Craig Taylor, also known as Dr. Taylor at the hospital. 'Renee don't swallow us! You didn't take a pill, that was our submarine! Please spit us out we're going into your stomach!' The message had seemingly been sent a while ago but must have been coming from a place with very poor reception as it looked like it was stored.

'Wait, what pill?' Renee thought to herself for a minute. Then she started to think back to that strange looking painkiller she saw in a paper cup. She glanced back down at her phone and took another huge mouthful of her salad. It was at that moment that the lightbulb went off in the blonde's head. "No way," she whispered.

Making sure no one was looking, Renee riffled through Amy's purse, before she found the strange looking device she was looking for. This device was actually a transmitter, which was connected remotely to the tiny camera mounted on the top of Amy's submarine. Grabbing her laptop, she walked into an empty patient's room and locked the door. After a few minutes, Renee had footage up and running. She bit her lip in excitement as she realized what she was staring at, was her own stomach.

Meanwhile, inside of Renee's stomach, a plan was being made to repair the power unit on the top of the sub. The plan was for Ryan as well as two other interns, a guy named Jake and the nervous girl who's name Amy found out to be Heather, were going to climb up on top of the sub and check it out. As they did so, they were unaware that the hatch on top of the submarine had locked behind them. There were handrails on both sides of the top of the submarine, though the only lights in the pitch-black stomach apart from the headlights on the sub, were the flashlights they had to strap around their foreheads.

This was the first time any of the three interns had been in a stomach, and it hit them hard. Instantly upon exiting the submarine, the heat was overhwhelming. Being that a human body was around ninety-eight degrees Fahrenheit, it was like being in an incredibly dark, hot and smelly sauna. The scent of the stomach acids and half digested food made both Heather and Jake gag. Ryan was trying his best not to let it show how much it was bothering him. 

Unbeknownst to them, but all three tinies atop the submarine had made their way in front of the camera. Renee grinned as she recognized all three interns. She barely knew Heather and Jake, but was very familiar with Ryan. She knew Ryan wanted to be a doctor and volunteered at a local animal shelter on weekends. She also knew he was insanely attractive. "Fuuuuuck," she whispered, her left hand sliding down into her pants. "Ryan's inside of me!"

Suddenly, a piercing roar came from out of nowehere and caused all three interns to clutch their ears. It was just Renee's stomach emitting a groan, but was a thunderclap for the tiny passengers. Watching along with them, Renee felt her stomach gurgle. She giggled and patted it gently.

This simple action combined with the failing power on the ship, caused the ship to rock violently! Screams came from atop and inside the ship. Renee watched in lustful anticipation as the headlights of the sub suddenly went out. Caught up in the moment, Renee patted her stomach again. This time there was a scream. Then a splash! Then more screams. The screams were clearly coming from Heather. There was also some gurgling and splashing. Heather's screams were not screams of fear, but rather screams of pain.

Having fallen into the bitter, yellow liquid, Heather was in a nightmare. She could barely swim, and that was without being submerged in an acidic lake. She didn't feel much of anything at first, just a mild tingle. However, after nearly a minute, it was more painful. It was becoming a much stronger stinging and burning sensation. Heather was so focused on the pain, she stopped treading water and temporarily went under. When she resurfaced, her whole body was covered. She screamed again in pain as the acid ate away at her. She went under for the last time.

On top of the sub, both Jake and Ryan desperately called for Heather and tried to find her with their flashlights. After about two minutes, the headlights of the ship kicked back on. "Do you see her?" shouted Ryan. The two continued looking until a partially digested arm floated to the surface.

"Holy fuck!" screamed Jake in a panic. The two were frozen in place. Then there was a loud gurgling again. This time from above them. The two looked up and saw the massive sphincter that sent them down here start to open up. "Get back in the sub!" screamed Jake, as both he and Ryan carefully but quickly made their way to the hatch. They tried to open it but the lock was jammed.

"Let us in!" they screamed, desperately pounding on top of the sub. Inside of the sub, Dr. Taylor and the other male intern named Pete, were trying to pry it open. Jake and Ryan looked back up and saw the remains of the partially chewed salad plummet into the water with a crash, and a tidal wave of stomach acid was upon them.

Renee had no idea what to think. Part of her was horrified at what she had just witnessed, but more of her was aroused. She was a god to these tiny people. Her body was treating them as if they were nothing. She moaned softly and stroked her clit, anxious to see what would happen next.

Dr. Taylor and Pete threw open the hatch and climbed upon the roof of the sub. They were followed closely by Marge, while Amy and the final intern, Annie, remained inside. 

"Do you see them? Where are they?" Marge and Dr. Taylor shouted in a panic.

"There!" screamed Pete, pointing towards the side of the ship. Down near the side of the ship was Jake. He was doing his best to tread the toxic water, but he was still clearly in pain.

"Help me! Please!" he wailed. Dr. Taylor and Pete both rushed down the sub, trying to get as close as possible to him. Meanwhile, Marge remained on top of the sub, scanning the area and looking for where Ryan could have ended up. She did not have to wait long.

There was a blood curdling scream and splash, as Ryan resurfaced. He was practically touching the slimy walls of Renee's stomach, he had washed out so far. Marge covered her mouth. She knew he was way too far out to save him. Ryan also happened to be in the area of Renee's stomach that was perfectly illuniminated by the headlights, against the pinkish, veiny, seemingly endless walls of Renee's stomach. This meant that Amy and Annie both got an absolutely frightening visual, watching their contemporary start to be overtaken by the acid.

Being in view of the headlights also meant that Ryan's plight was in full view of the camera. "Oh god," Renee said, her hand vigarously rubbing her wet pussy. She couldn't belive her eyes. The guy at work she thought was the hottest and dreamiest was about to become food for her stomach. And she loved it. "Come on Ryan! Come on baby! Become part of me!" She started to thrust her hips into the air, wishing Ryan could be drowning in her pussy instead. She continued this, watching him dissolve and slip beneath the surface. "That's right! I'm your fucking goddess!" she moaned, licking her cum off of her two fingers.

Inside the submarine, Amy was doing her best to recalibrate and reroute power inside of the sub. She was trying her best to pay as little attention to the chaos happening outside, but the panicked cries of Annie told her everything she needed.

"Come on Jake! We almost have you!" Dr. Taylor called out, as both he and Pete were trying to reach the critically injured intern. The two of them could tell Jake was starting to succomb to the foul fluids. Dr. Taylor managed to grab onto Jake's right arm and pulled him close enough for Pete to grab onto his left arm. With Marge watching on, as well as Renee, they started to haul in Jake. That was until there was a tearing sound, and a scream of absolute misery from Jake.

As it turned out, the stomach acid had severely corroded and damaged Jake's arms. The pressure of him being pulled in was just too much. Without any further warning, both of Jake's arms tore off in bloody strands, and his sceraming, semi-limbless body descended into the depths.

The resistance provided by the weight of Jake's body, and sudden lack thereof, had an effect on Pete and Dr. Taylor as well. Both suddenly yelled and lost their balance after witnessing what happened. Pete slipped and struck his head on the side of the submarine, knocking himself unconscious. His motionless body slowly sipped into the toxic soup. Meanwhile, Dr. Taylor had also fallen into the acid. As he screamed and flailed, MArge managed to grip his hand and pull him to safety. He hadn't been too badly burned yet, but was still clutching his face and screaming in pain. 

Renee watched with her jaw agape. Her body was absolutely massacuring these people. Actually, they were more like insects than people. Worthless insects to her. She grinned and squeezed her right breast.

Marge and Dr. Taylor managed to get back into the passenger section of the sub with help from both Annie and Amy.

"Amy, what are we looking at? Please tell me we can get out of here soon," Marge said in a panic.

"Still need about another thirty minutes to an hour," Amy said, feeling defeated. She got up and grabbed some bottles of water, and with Marge and Annie started pouring them over Dr. Taylor's burns, trying to ese the pain as best they could. After over a half hour, Amy realized what the power levels were at. "We're almost the...." Amy said, cut off by another incredibly loud growl. "What the fuck now?" Amy mumbled.

Renee had gone back and pretended to be working for a while, knowing that nothing interesting was likely to happen. However, as her stomach churned and gurgled once more, she returned to the empty patient room and locked the door. Renee watched on. As it turned out, the shrunken submarine, and whatever remained of her four victims, were starting to pass through her stomach into her intestines. She wated with baited breath through the camera, praying to see another view of a digesting person. She got it when what little remained of both Ryan and Jake floated in front of the submarine as it explored her intestines. 

"Alright, screw it!" shouted Amy. "We've got enough for a few minutes of high power." She looked back at Marge and Annie tending to the clearly in agony Dr. Taylor. Marge looked back at her and nodded. "I'm going for it."

Though the power unit on top of the sub was still damaged, the internal power unit had a way of re-charging itself. It wasn't a great long-term solution, but it would work for now. Amy began to maneuver her way through the intestines of Renee, through fields of villi as the submarine plowed through them. After what felt like nearly an hour, Amy navigated both the large and small intestine and was now navigating the colon. It was an absolutely wretched sight, with shit everywhere. But they surely had to be nearing the exit soon.

"Watch out!" sceamed Annie. Amy looked too late. Right in their path was a monstrous log of human excrement. Amy tried to stop but the submarine collided head on, partially lodging itself in the massive mound of crap.

"Everyone alright?" Amy asked, definitely a bit light-headed and delirious. She thought she heard everyone say some version of yes, but couldn't even tell. Amy did her best, but it appeared the sub was stuck.

After some debate, the four remaining survivors settled on a plan. Annie and Marge would take some high-powered electric shovels which were stored in the sub and try to dig out enough so Amy could reverse and free the sub. No one was thrilled with this plan, least of all Annie. The young intern wsa mortified at the prospect of this, but she knew it was what she had to do. She swallowed heavily, as both her and Marge put on masks which would help block out some of the pungent odor of Renee's ass.

Exiting the submarine with the electronic shovels and masks, it was still a miserable experience for both Marge and Annie. The masks barely made a difference, which meant they were breathing in the noxious fumes of Renee. They were stepping in feces constantly, with Annie nearly falling over in it.

Time seemed to crawl by as Annie and Marge plunged their electronic shovels into the log larger than a building. These shovels acted almost as a jackhammer and could break up objects from the inside, while also scooping. Marge seemed to have no problem with this. Unfortunately for Annie, who was worn out and shell shocked from this chaotic day, she struck a part of the turd that was just a bit too sensative.

Annie's shovel tore through the fecal matter, and suddenly the log began to collapse...on Annie! She screamed and turned to run but it was useless. A large portion of the mound fell down onto Annie, pinning her underneath it. MArge screamed and rushed over. Annie was laying on her stomach, with only her shoulders, neck and right arm exposed. 

"Annie! We're gonna get you out of this!" shouted Marge, hyperventilating and grasping the tiny inter's hand. She could tell that Annie was barely there and her breaths were short and far between. "Annie? Annie please," she sobbed, feeling Annie's pulse go. She released her hand and backed away. Looking at the carnage, it was clear that Annie had suffered a broken back.

Renee had witnessed it all. It was tough to see, as Annie was not directly in front of the camera, but she saw enough. "Holy shit," she whispered, biting her tongue in excitement. It seemed her entire body, not just her stomach, was capable of making short work out of tiny people. She gent;y caressed her right ass cheek and gave it a squeeze.

Marge walked back in the sub in tears. Amy looked at her nervously. Marge said nothing, just shook her head. It was obvious. Amy didn't need to ask. Finally able to get the sub free, Amy proceeded to pilot it along the way towards Renee's asshole in silence. Not a word was said by anyone for the remainder of the trip.

As the submarine passed through the wrinkled sphincter that was Renee's butthold, Amy, Marge and Dr. Taylor were surprised to find two massive fingers waiting for them. They shouted as they were quickly lifted into the sky by Renee's long fingers. "THERE YOU ARE," the goddess boomed with a creepy giggle. "HOW WAS YOUR TRIP?"

--

"Renee, what you did was completely unacceptable and inappropriate," Marge said sternly. She sat in her office with Renee, Amy and a heavily bandaged Dr. Taylor. "Four of your fellow interns are dead because of your...."

"Stupidity!" Amy shouted. "How can you be so fucking clueless?"

Renee tried to hide her smile, but failed. "Hey, I didn't think I was eating you guys, I thought I was taking some medicine. Besides, they signed waivers."

"Yes, but that doesn't excuse what you did!" yelled Dr. Taylor through his bandages. "And not just the interns in the submarine, but you also made it so Hannah had to pilot a submarine in some guys' asshole before her training was complete. She spent four hours in there. She could have died too!"

"Oh please, like you didn't enjoy spending a little time in my tummy," Renee giggled. She pulled up her shirt ever so slightly as to reveal her toned stomach. "Maybe you should go back in, Dr. Taylor, I think it misses you!"

"Renee!" shouted Marge. "Get out of my office, you already know you're fired."

Renee just gave a shrug. "Maybe from this position, for now. But my daddy is on the hospital board. I'll be back," she said with a wink, blowing a kiss to Dr. Taylor.

As she walked down on the floor, she saw Hannah walk into a bathroom. Following her in, Renee made sure no one else was around. "So how was your day yesterday?" she teased. Hannah just looked at her angrily and started to wash her hands.

Renee knew she struck a chord and decided to push it even further. "You know, some day when you're shrunk and tiny, I'm gonna grab your little ship," she said. "I'm gonna make you my toy, would you like that?" Hannah didn't say a thing, just tried to fight back tears. "And this is gonna be your new home." Renee proceeded to wiggle her ass at Hannah before giving it a slap.

A cold chill ran down Hannah's spine as the tall blonde walked out of the bathroom, before turning and winking at her.

It was supposed to be a busy day at work for Amy Lin. The shrinking specialist had stopped at one of her favorite coffee shops for a much needed caffeine boost on her way to work. While standing in line to order a hot mocha, she heard a man call her name. Turning around, she recognized the guy as Matt Carter, who she had gone to high school with. "Hi Matt!" Amy said in excitement, standing up a bit taller once she saw him. In high school, Matt had been a stereotypical nerd, who many would have considered unattractive. Now, he was six feet tall with a nice haircut and short beard. He was not ripped but was in above average shape. Needless to say, Amy was definitely impressed at what she saw.

"How are you?! It's been what, six years?" he asked. Amy smiled shyly. She could tell that Matt was definitely checking her out.

"Yeah, I'm doing alright! Just went through paramedic training," he said as he got his coffee and the two of them went to sit down at a table. "So, I saw your name in an article about the shrinking nurse program you're working for. That's so cool!" Matt said, clearly impressed. "Tell me about that!"

Amy gladly began to spill stories from her adventures using shrinking technology. She mentioned going into people's stomachs, their noses, and other parts of their bodies. She loved being able to tell cool stories regarding her job, people always paid attention to them. Amy was loving that Matt was so intrigued with her, the more time she got to spend with him, the better. Amy even went as far as to mention that she was allowed to take the shrinking submarine home to practice using it.

"Hold up, you can shrink and explore ANYONE?!" Matt responded.

Amy sipped her coffee. It was still extremely hot. She let it sit in her mouth for a second before swallowing. She smiled and nodded. "Yep!"

Matt's eyes widened. Amy could tell that Matt clearly wanted to as something, and she had an idea of what it was. Truth be told, Amy was hoping he would ask it too. "Damn, that's so freaking cool," Matt said with a laugh. "Maybe you'll have to show me sometime!"

With a smile, Amy wasn't going to let this chance get away from her. Matt was way more attractive than she remembered. "I mean, if you want to do that, I can shrink around you sometime and explore YOU!" she said, her cheeks turning red as she blushed in embarassment.

There was a bit of an awkward silence as MAtt took in what the beautiful, Korean-American nurse had just said. Of course, he was very into the idea, he just didn't want to come off as too desperate. "That.....that sounds really cool," he said with a bit of a nervous laugh. "How does this work?"

Amy knew she had this in the bag. "So, I'll come by your apartment sometime and I'll bring the shrinking sub. I'll probably bring a co-worker with me, for training," she said with a smirk. "Then we'll shrink down and we can tour your body."

Matt was absolutely in love with this idea. He had a feeling that he knew the answer to his own question, but just had to ask it anyway. "Okay, where do you guys want to explore?"

Almost choking on her coffee, Amy smiled. "Wel it sounds bad when you say it like that," she giggled. She didn't say anything else, just glanced down at Matt's crotch, before looking back up at his face and winking.

The message was received, Matt just smiled/ "Alright, see you at my place tomorrow then."

--

The next day, Amy and her co-worker, Jessica, stodd in the living room of Matt's two-bedroom apartment, while he poured himself a glass of water in the kitchen. Both women eyeballed him, as he was shirtless, showing off his six-pack abs, while wearing blue basketball shorts. Jessica, a half Caucasian, half African-American American single woman in her mid-thirties couldn't help but take notice. She turned to Amy and smiled. "Damn, good choice," she whispered under her breath. Amy just blushed after hearing that.

"Alright ladies, so how does this work?" Matt asked, walking into the room.

Reaching into her bag and pulling out the submarine, Amy placed it on the floor. Along with Matt and Jessica, Amy cleared out the area, making sure there was enough room for the submarine to grow. Amy activated the submarine and it soon filled the majority of the room. "Come on in," she said leading Matt into the submarine with Jessica close behind. It was not a long tour, as Amy briefly showed Matt each of the rooms inside the submarine: the cockpit, the bathroom, storage closet and passenger bay. Jessica took a seat in the passenger bay as Amy would be in the cockpit. What neither Amy, Matt or Jessica noticed was Matt's phone fall out of his pocket onto the bathroom floor.

"So I'm going to shrink us down to about an eighth of an inch long," Amy informed Matt. We're going to be VERY small. Now the sub will keep us safe, so you can pick us up and..." she tailed off as she saw him smile at that. Amy just gestured towards Matt's crotch.

"Oh you mean swallow you whole with my penis," Matt said with a laugh, loving how much him saying it made Amy turn red.

"Yes that," she giggled in response. "So we'll travel down the length of your shaft to your testicles. I'll text you when we get in there," she said, clearly excited. "And when you're ready after a while you can just uhhh....set us free."

"Oh you mean cum you out?!" Matt said and laughed again, while Amy shook her head as she walked back into the submarine.

"See you in a minute, big guy," Amy said as she closed the door.

Matt was extremely excited for this, but he had no idea what to expect. He felt his girthy cock twitch in anticipation, ready for a meal.

"You ready?" Amy called out from inside the cockpit to Jessica. She turned and Jessica just nodded, giving her a thumbs up. "Alright, shrinking down in three...two...one."

"Holy shit," Matt mumbled to himself. Before his very eyes, the submarine that was taking up a lot of space in his living room was now rapidly diminishing. Within no time, the sub had shrunken all the way down to an eighth of an inch long. "That's so cool," Matt said under his breath. With a cocky smirk, the already shirtless Matt began to remove his basketball shorts, revealing his massive, swinging cock.

"Oh my god!" Jessica yelled from the passenger bay area of the submarine. "His penis is fucking huge!" Amy didn't say anything. She didn't need to. Jessica was absolutely right. The sub was currently in Matt's hand as he walked towards the couch, but they both had a view of the giant member. Closing her eyes for just a brief moment, Amy pictured Matt's dick being inside her, rather than her going inside it.

Amy's thoughts of fantasy were briefly interrupted by Matt's booming voice. "ALRIGHT YOU TWO, READY FOR YOUR TRIP?" he said. There was an air of confidence in his voice, probably since he felt so powerful right now. "IN YOU GO! ENJOY YOURSELVES."

Lowering them onto the head of his dick, Matt watched as Amy did the rest. They slowly piloted the sub along his head towards the slit, and then began to descend down it. Matt watched in awe as the submarine soon vanished and began traveling down the inside of the shaft of his seven-inch cock. As the sub made its descent, Matt closed his eyes and laid his head back. With one had, he firmly grasped the armrest on the couch. This felt incredible.

"How soon till we get to his balls?" Jessica called out from the back of the sub. She couldn't really see anything, as the windows she was looking out of were not illuminated by headlights. She coulnd only see the dark walls of the interior of Matt's penis.

"Soon I think," Amy responded. "This dick is bigger than I thought it would be."

"So what's the deal with you two?" Jess asked. "Are you trying to get with this guy? Cause if you're not...."

Amy laughed but at the same time sounded a bit nervous. "Whoa, hold up there," she giggled. "Give me a chance first before you jump on him."

"Fineeeeeeee," Jess responded.

After about two more minutes, Amy could see a lake appear beneath the two of them. "Buckle up," she called out. "We're approaching the testicles." The ship reached the end of the inside of the shaft and began to plummet into a white lake. With a splash, the miniature sub landed in Matt's seminal fluid.

Sittong on the couch, Matt began casually and gently stroking his dick. He no longer felt that extremely pleasurable sensation of the tiny ship traversing his cock, which must've meant it was in his balls. Didn't Amy say she would text him then? "Where did I put my phone," he muttered under his breath. Oh well, that could wait. He had more important things to do, like stroking his enlarged member.

It had been several minutes inside the submarine, and Matt still had not responded to Amy's text letting him know they had reached his testicles. "Well enjoy waiting for your boyfriend to text you back," Jessica teased. Amy turned and saw she was putting on one of the helmets with an attached flashlight. "I'm going up top to get a better view."

"Be careful," Amy called out.

Jess climbed up and opened the hatch, standing on top of the submarine. She had never been shrunken inside of a ballsack before, so this was a first for her. The lights on top of the sub were also lit up, so she could see the red veins peeking through the walls, as the thick, milky white fluid rippled about near their sub.

Inside the submarine, Amy had just finished going to the bathroom, when she noticed a phone on the floor. Obviously it must've been Matt's. "Matt, you idiot," she whispered. "His own phone is in his balls." She wasn't sure why, but something told her to check his phone. Against her better judgment, the tiny nurse entered Matt's birthday as the six-digit passcode, and the phone opened. Everything appeared normal, until she opened his pictures. What she saw caused her jaw to drop. "What in the fuck," she whispered, utterly creeped out. Matt's pictures were filled with screenshots of Amy from Facebook and Instagram. Matt must've been way more into Amy than he intially let on. 

Feeling extremely uncomfortable at this, Amy humped as she heard Jess shout from the top of the sub. "Hey Amy, come on up here!" Amy began to walk back towards the cockpit when the sub shook violently, causing both her and Jess to nearly lose their balance.

"What the hell?" Amy mumbled. Looking out of the cockpit window, she saw some of the veins pulsing through the skin. The white waters were starting to stir a little bit. "No," she whispered. "Jess get down....." Before she could finish the sentence, the massive ballsack vibrated again. The sub shook again, much more aggressively than the last time. The lights on the ship went off for a few seconds. Amy hadn't had a chance to buckle herself in yet and fell to the floor. She heard a faint scream from atop of the submarine and then a splash.

Outside the testicles, Matt was in his own version of heaven. His right hand firmly gripped his testicles, holding them tightly. His left hand was rolling up and down the shaft of his cock, pumping it vigarously. "Fuuuuuck yeah," he said aloud. "I hope you two little bitches like it in there!" Matt had been waiting for this for a long time. Going back to high school, he had always thought Amy was incredibly attractive, but had been too shy and awkward to do a thing about it. As soon as he saw an article with Amy in the newspaper, he knew exactly what he wanted to do. From his tedious online "research" he knew what coffee shops she liked and how to "accidentally" meet up with her.

Inside Matt's balls, the submarine, and the two tiny nurses were both in havoc. Jess had fallen off the top of the sub and was trying to tread water in the wretched, white fluid. Unfortunately for her, Matt's seminal fluid was thicker than water, and this made it much more difficult to stay afloat. She was screaming into the headset which was built into the side of the helmet, praying for Amy to save her.

Despite the fact that she knew Jessica was in serious trouble, there was little Amy could do. She was trying her best to keep the submarine steady. Normally it wouldn't be a huge deal that the submarine was submerged, it was a submarine after all. But due to the fact that Jessica had left the hatch open on top of the sub, going under could mean drowning.

The lake of cum began to get more and more violent, with waves crashing into the sub, and bringing Jessica under. Then it happened. Amy screamed as she felt the submarine shoot skyward. She knew this would happen eventually, but hadn't prepared for it to be this violent. She braced for impact as she was shot out of Matt's erect cock with an ocean of cum onto his hardwood floor.

"HOLY FUCK," Matt said, slumping back onto the couch, looking at the mess he had just made on the floor. He had just shot a woman he had wanted to get with fro almost ten years out of his cock like she was nothing. 

Sitting up, the giant naked man looked down and saw the submarine laying on its side. He smirked and reached down, trying to grasp the tiny vehicle.

"Amy! Amy help! I can't breathe!" a panicked voice shouted as Amy tried to figure out where she was. Her head was ringing as she was piecing together what was going on. She felt blood tricking out from a cut on her forehead. 

"Jess.....Jess where are you?" she screamed into the microphone.

"Amy I'm drown...." was what she heard, followed by a gurgling sound. Snapping into nurse mode, Amy sat up and looked out the front window. She spied a puddle of cum on the ground and assumed Jess must be in there.

"Okay I think I see y...." she said. Before she could finish and go rescue her tiny friend, a pair of massive fingers plucked up the tiny vehicle and lifted her up into the air.

"HEY SEXY, ENJOY YOUR TRIP?" Matt said, holding the tiny vehicle up to his face. His eye took up her entire field of vision. It seemed to be trying to locate her extremely tiny form inside the sub. He was pretty sure he could make out her miniscule body and it only turned him on more. "I KNOW I SURE DID."

"Matt put me down, I've gotta save Jess!" Amy screamed in a hysterical tone. She desperately tried to maneuver the sub but he was holding it too tightly. "Jess I'm trying to save you!"

The radio crackled as Jess tried to scream again. "Amy hellll...." she said, almost sobbing. The gurgling started again. 

"SO I'VE LIKED YOU FOREVER, AND I WANT TO SPEND A LOT MORE TIME WITH YOU," Matt said, walking back to the couch. Amy was horrified and disgusted. This giant perv was going to let her co-worker die and hold her hostage. "AND YOU DON'T REALLY HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE IN IT. IF YOU WANT TO BE MY LITTLE SEX TOY FOREVER, STAY IN YOUR LITTLE SUBMARINE."

"Jess can you hear me?" Amy shouted, trying to tone out Matt's terrifying words. "Jess are you there?"

There was nothing but silence.

A few tears began to stream down Amy's face, as Matt manipulated her in his hand. He began to lower the sub back down to his crotch when a woman's voice called out. It was loud.

"HONEY I'M HOME," the voice said.

In a panic, Matt stood up, naked, and held his hands containing the tiny submarine behind his back. Amy heard the woman's voice scream out. "AHHHH, YOU'RE NAKED!"

"HEY BABE, I DIDN'T KNOW YOU'D BE HOME EARLY," Matt stuttered. His grip started to loosen. Amy knew this was her chance and prepared the sub for flight. Using a powerful burst, Amy managed to slip out of his fingers. Flying down to the floor, Amy flew past the cum puddle. There appeared to be a body floating face down. Amy wanted badly to land and rescue her, but she needed to get as far away from this as possible. She landed on a bookshelf on the other side of the room to hide for a bit, gather herself and let the sub re-charge.

Her jaw then dropped. Matt had a girlfriend?! In the room stood a beautiful, eastern European woman who was now starting to undress. She was still in shock and could not make out what they were saying, but she saw this woman, bent down on her hands and knees. She was able to make out that the woman's name was Sylvana. To Amy's shock, the woman bent down and started to lick up the cum puddle, while Matt bent down to eat her ass.

Sobbing, Amy ran back into the sub, and flew towards an open window.

--

A week had passed since Jessica's mysterious disappearance, Amy got a strange message on her phone. Glancing at it, her hands started to shake and got filled with rage. It was Matt. The message simply read, "Hey, miss me? Ready for round two?"

An incredibly awkward and traumatic conversation took place between Amy, Paul and Sandra.  While Paul just stood there in shock, Amy had to explain to her aunt everything that had gone wrong inside of her digestive system. This meant the death of her beloved daughter Michelle, who was currently being digested by a tapeworm in Sandra’s own guts. A tapeworm she didn’t even knew she had.  The other was Eunice.  Who was currently one millimeter tall inside of her mother’s body.  Everyone assumed she was still in Sandra’s anus, as that’s where they saw her last.  None of them knew that in her aroused state, Sandra had accidentally scooped her tiny daughter off her asshole and deposited the tiny woman deep within her vagina.

As expected, Sandra did not take the news well.  She sobbed for nearly twenty minutes, holding her lower abdomen, almost as if she was trying to speak to Michelle one last time.

Amy watched, unable to help but feel guilty as her aunt cried, mentioning Michelle’s name.  Amy knew deep down that it wasn’t her fault, and neither her aunt or her cousin seemed to blame her, but she still couldn’t help the feeling.

“So,” Aunt Sandra said, turning her attention to Amy.  “Do you think my Eunice is still alive?”

“Honestly yes,” Amy responded, trying her best to sound confident. “When we saw her last she didn’t appear to be in a dangerous situation.

“And you said you last saw her….” Sandra said in a leading way.

“Ummm…on your…on your asshole,” Amy said, blushing and slightly uncomfortable.  Upon hearing this, Sandra’s demeanor seemed to change. 

“You need to go in after her,” she claimed, wiping a tear away from her eyes.  Both Amy and Paul looked at each other, but Sandra continued talking.  “Both of you, it’s only right.”

Paul looked as if he had seen a ghost.  He was badly shaken up and the last thing he wanted was to venture back inside his mother’s body. She was literally a death trap.  “Mom, I don’t know if I can,” he mumbled, looking at Amy in a panicked way.

“Listen, you need to go in and save your sister!” demanded Sandra. Both Amy and Paul were uncomfortable with how suddenly her demeanor changed. She definitely was acting strange. “And it is too dangerous for one of you to go by yourself.  I’m not losing any more people in my family today.”

Despite Amy hating the idea, she knew that her aunt was not going to let this go.  She pulled Paul aside and promised she would not let anything happen. It was crystal clear that Paul did not believe her, but he agreed anyway.  Perhaps it was his hope that Eunice would still be alive and they’d be able to rescue her, but he reluctantly agreed.  Very reluctantly. 

While Amy and Paul were talking in another room, Sandra was starting to lose it. Maybe all the stress was just fading away, but was ravenous to feel that submarine back inside her.  It just felt too good, and she used her index finger to stroke the lips of her vagina before her son and niece re-entered the room.

After Amy called Sandra back into the room, Sandra’s eyes widened.  She witnessed both Paul and Amy enter the submarine, and she let out a small moan, hoping that they didn’t hear it.  Before her very eyes, the submarine began to diminish back down to a centimeter tall, meaning the passengers inside were closer to a millimeter.

“Yes,” Sandra said under her breath in excitement, as she scrunched her toes.  She walked towards the miniature submarine, her giant feet crashing down on the floor and her heart pounding inside of her chest. 

Inside the sub, Paul was having a panic attack and trying every deep breathing exercise he could think of.  The massive fingers plucked up the tiny vehicle and brought it up to her eyes. Sandra had a disturbing smile on her face, which made Amy very uncomfortable. “What was she so excited about?” she thought to herself.

Sandra’s lips parted and her massive, serpentine tongue emerged from the dark cave that was her mouth. Several strands of saliva stretched from the roof of her mouth to her tongue.  Paul started to scream as his mother’s giant tongue began to lick and caress the tiny sub, coating it in her saliva.

“THERE, ALL LUPED UP,” she giggled.  The tiny passengers were on high alert.  Sandra was way to cheerful and excited for someone who’s own daughter was dead in her intestines, and another was lost inside her rectum.  “NOW MAKE MOMMY PROUD.  MOMMY WANTS YOU INSIDE HER.”

“Wait what the fuck does that mean?” shouted Paul, standing up from his seat.

“I don’t know!” shouted Amy.  “Sit back and strap in!”

The submarine began to shake as it was lowered past Sandra’s stomach. Both Amy and Paul were wide-eyed when they saw that Sandra had already removed her pants and her underwear.

“Oh god, your mom is horny,” Amy said, instantly regretting that.  There was just silence as Paul did not know how to respond. Mainly because Amy was right.  As Sandra lowered the miniature sub, she accidentally brought it in front of her giant pussy. The massive shaved vagina could easily swallow the miniature vehicle, and judging from the occasional pulse and fluid slowly seeping out, it seemed that Sandra would be more than happy to shove them up there.

Luckily for Amy and Paul, Sandra was able to temporarily resist her urges. She brought the miniature sub towards her back and pulled apart her giant ass cheek. Both Amy and Paul were stunned, particularly Paul. His mom’s ass could easily crush entire buildings, and now he was about to go inside of it. 

“HAVE FUN IN THERE,” Sandra giggled. Her being more excited to have them inside of her, rather than focusing on them finding Eunice made Amy nauseous.  For Paul, it was the sight and smell that made him nauseous. The massive red ring began to pucker, and his mother’s sphincter slowly passed along the windshield of the tiny sub.

Sandra let out a gasp as she felt her anus accept its’ tiny snack. “Oh fuck,” she said, and rushed to lay down on her bed.  She needed pleasure now, and that tiny sub was going to give it to her. With them inside of her ass, she thought it would be safe to shove two fingers inside of her wet vagina.

Of course, Sandra’s daughter Eunice was not inside her asshole, rather, she had been dropped off inside her mom’s wet pussy.  The tiny, young woman had been sobbing, trying to avoid having a mental breakdown.  The heat, the smell, and everything else had caused her to already vomit, but she still thought she needed to find a way to survive. 

Soon enough, light flooded the tunnel. Eunice didn’t even had a chance to have a false sense of security, as the two giant fingers soon entered.  “Oh no,” whimpered Eunice, as she started to back up, tripping over a fold of wet skin.  “Not now!  Not this!”

With Amy and Paul uselessly searching for Eunice inside Sandra’s ass, Sandra began to lose herself while vigorously masturbating. Eunice had managed to get far enough inside her mother’s vagina to avoid being crushed by those giant fingers. What Sandra didn’t realize was the front door to her house had opened, and her husband, Andy walked into the house. 

“Honey I’m home,” he called out, and began walking up the stairs.  He saw the door of his bedroom was opened, and casually walked in.  He went wide eyed as he saw his beloved life lying on the bed, naked, pumping her fingers in and out of her vagina.

“What are…” Andy said.

“Take your fucking clothes off,” she demanded, while making firm eye contact. “I need to get fucked.”

Andy did not need to be told twice. He quickly stripped, unaware that his daughter, son and niece were inside the woman he was about to enter.  Andy and Sandra passionately kissed, and he stroked her wet pussy with his left hand. Once he felt out wet she was, he smiled and slipped his massive cock inside of her.

Eunice was relieved when her mom’s giant fingers retreated from her vagina.  She had a slight sense of relief, but the fact that her mom’s pussy was still very wet and she could hear her mom still moaning made her incredibly nervous.  Then she saw it.  Entering the vagina that held her prisoner was the head of a giant penis.  A penis she could only assume belonged to her father. 

The two giants passionately had sex in the missionary position.  Each thrust brought the giant cock closer and closer to poor Eunice.  The one millimeter woman had been able to avoid her mom’s fingers, but her dad’s cock was much larger.  Soon enough, the giant organ slammed into her, the head, sticky from fluid, caused her to become stuck.

Meanwhile, inside Sandra’s asshole, Amy and Paul were freaking out.  They had been unable to find Paul’s tiny sister in this disgusting landscape. With the only available light being the headlights of their sub, the miniaturized duo saw a gross mounds of human waste, and were beginning to lose hope in finding Eunice.  This was before they heard the loud moans of Sandra.

“Sounds like your mom is having fun,” Amy said, before realizing this was a poor choice in words. Paul didn’t say anything, and nearly gagged at hearing this. 

“Oh god, I’m gonna cum,” Andy moaned, quickly pulling out of Sandra’s warm, wet pussy, completely unaware that his eighteen year old daughter was stuck to his head.

Without warning Sandra turned over and raised her ass in the air. “Shove it up my ass,” she moaned.

Andy moaned too. His wife rarely ever offered him the chance for anal sex, and he was not about to pass it up.  Meanwhile, a grossed out Eunice gasped for fresh air for the first time in what felt like hours, and then screamed when she saw where it was going. “Daddy no!” she shouted, as the giant penis approached the spreading ring that was Sandra’s sphincter.

Sandra screamed in pleasure and slight pain, as her husband’s cock entered her asshole. She knew that the sub was up there, but right now did not give a shit. Andy grabbed his wife’s hips and rapidly began thrusting, preparing to unleash a load of seminal fluid inside of his wife’s asshole.

“Holy shit, it’s your dad’s cock!” screamed Amy, and she tried hard to escape the path of the giant organ. She began piloting the ship farther back into Sandra’s rectum. The gigantic penis was pushed back and forth, until the speed suddenly increased greatly.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” shouted Andy. Sandra was currently biting a pillow and could only loudly moan as her husband erupted into her ass.

Eunice screamed in terror and disgust. She had no warning, when suddenly a wave of her father’s sperm shot out of the cock she was stuck too.  She screamed as she was launched off the cock head, and landed face down on the ground inside her mother’s ass.  Before she passed out from shock, stress and exhaustion, the last sight she saw was her dad’s giant cock pulling out of the wretched cavern.

After several minutes passed and it appeared safe, Amy and Paul began to pilot the sub towards Sandra’s asshole. Amy just sat there awkwardly as Paul puked in the bathroom.  That’s when they saw her.  “Holy shit! It’s Eunice!” screamed Amy. Working quickly, Amy and Paul exited the sub, made their way to their unconscious relative, and brought her back into the sub. A sense of relief washed over Amy, as she texted her aunt to let her know their mission was a success.

--

Sandra was laying on her bed, cuddling next to her sleeping husband when her phone went off.  She looked at the text and smiled.  It was Amy.  The tiny woman claimed to have found Eunice and was asking for her to take them out of her ass.

Sneaking away to the bathroom down the hall, Sandra grabbed a paper cup.  She bit her lip as she bent over and stuck her index finger into her anus.  She reached around and moaned, until she felt what must have been the submarine.  She pulled it out and examined it between two fingers.  It was absolutely filthy.

Inside the submarine, Eunice had come around and was briefed on everything that happened.  She explained everything she had been to, and Amy and Paul did their best to comfort her. Everything seemed normal, until their aunt deposited them in the paper cup.

“Fuck, she should know we need space to grow back!” Amy said in annoyance, knowing they’d be stuck until they had enough room.

“ALRIGHT LISTEN TO ME,” Aunt Sandra boomed.  “IF YOU WANT TO GROW BACK, I WANT ALL THREE OF YOU TO COME OUT OF THE SUBMARINE AND ONTO MY FINGER.  MOMMY JUST WANTS TO LOOK AT YOU.”

All three had very bad feelings about this, but realized they had no choice.  Until they were successfully able to grow back, they were essentially at Sandra’s will.  Sandra watched gleefully as three shapes barely the size of specks exited the sub.

Licking her finger, Sandra lowered it down and all three tinies climbed aboard.  She studied them in front of her massive eyes before lowering them down to the bathroom counter.  The giantess knelt down, placing her titanic face in front of them.

“OKAY,” she said, her breath causing Eunice and Amy to blow over.  “GIVE YOUR MOMMY AND AUNT A NICE LITTLE KISS, AND I’LL LET YOU GROW BACK,” the titaness commanded. The shrinkees looked at each other as Sandra puckered her lips.  The were impossibly large, and she could easily swallow them. Despite this, they knew what they had to do.

Paul was first.  He walked forward and leaned his head in.  Sandra could barely feel him, but her wet fleshly lips did tickle a bit.  Amy and Eunice both followed.

Please that she was able to get her children and niece to do that, the giantess smirked.  “FUCK YOU’RE TINY,” she laughed.  “I COULD JUST INHALE YOU RIGHT NOW.”  Sandra then covered one nostril and prepared to breath in deeply.

“Mom no!” screamed Paul.  Amy and Eunice also screamed, though Sandra just laughed.  Again, her booming voice washed over the children, this time knocking over all three of them.

“I’M JUST KIDDING,” she teased, before delicately placing them back in the cub.

Amy was able to grow the sub back once Sandra took them out of the paper cup.  She said sad goodbyes to both Eunice and Paul, all three of them knowing they would never see Michelle again.  Amy also said an awkward goodbye to her aunt Sandra, who tried to ask if Amy wanted to come by again.  Amy shuttered, and left the house as she heard Sandra teasing both her children, while she walked out the front door.

Amy looked through her Facebook messages with Matt. He had eased up a bit, but he was still occasionally messaging her. It had been weeks since he had tried to abduct her and trap her and her (former) coworker Jessica inside of his testicles. Weeks since he orgasmed and shot Jessica out in a lake of his cum. Weeks since Jessica drowned while Matt held the tiny sub hostage, preventing Amy from rescuing her miniaturized coworker. Weeks since Amy watched Matt’s gigantic girlfriend, Sylvana, lick up the puddle of cum, and unknowingly swallow Jessica’s tiny body, all while Matt ate her out from behind.

Weeks had gone by and Amy felt like she was constantly thinking about this. Almost immediately after the incident, Amy began planning out her revenge. She didn’t want to go to the police, she was worried that she could somehow be liable or an accomplice, since shrinking was her idea.  Maybe she wouldn’t end up in jail, but she was worried about getting sued.

No, she had been working out a plan for revenge, one that involved the shrinking sub. Luckily, Matt’s horniness was getting the better of him. He had been flirting with her in a teasing manor online, despite him being in a “committed” relationship. Matt seemed to really want to own Amy’s tiny shrunken body, so she was more than happy to lead him on. This sociopath seemed to have no remorse for the death of Jessica, and Amy was using that to her advantage.

Through their Facebook conversations, Amy was acting oblivious to Matt’s intentions, and appeared to be ignoring what he had done. She did a great job of acting like she wanted to shrink around him again, but her one condition was that he would have to shrink in the submarine with her.

Extremely aroused and excited by this idea, Matt seemed certain that he would be getting to have sex with Amy. And then eventually, once he’d be back at normal size, he’d find away to keep her as his little toy. The one issue with this was Matt’s loyal and loving girlfriend, Sylvana. He didn’t want to get her involved, as he knew she would never allow it. She was very monogamous after all.

Looking over their messages, Amy knew this was a chance to get some very sweet and ironic payback. “Why don’t we shrink down in the sub, and explore your girlfriend’s body?” she suggested. “We can have some fun inside her!”

Almost instantly, this was met with approval from Matt. “That’s fucking awesome!  Where should we go, babe?” he responded.

Amy shook her head reading this guys response. This was too easy.  “Let’s shrink down tiny and explore her head, it’ll be more exciting with the chance of her catching us.”

With that, the trap was set. Amy was set to meet Matt two days from now, late at night when Sylvana would be sleeping upstairs.

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Amy walked up to Matt’s apartment and knocked on the front door. The shrinking submarine was tucked safely in her purse, and she pulled off a phone and fired off a text to the creep, letting him know she was here. It took less than a minute for the visibly excited Matt to answer the front door. He pulled Amy in an forced a kiss on her, inserting his tongue into her mouth and grinding his crotch into her.

“Excited?!” Amy giggled with a fake laugh, catching her breath from Matt’s actions. She felt disgusted that he had just forced his tongue down her throat and it took her composure not to vomit.

“Did you bring the sub?” Matt asked, though he already knew the answer. Amy just raised her purse and nodded. “Awesome, maybe after we go in Sylvana, you can shrink back down for me,” Matt said nervously, clearly hoping she would say yes.

For Amy, this was just more confirmation for what Matt’s true intentions were. “We’ll see, perhaps,” she said in a teasing tone, knowing damn well that she would not be shrinking down for him again. She had learned her lesson.

‘Haha I think you missed me,” Matt said, watching her taking the submarine out of her purse. “I know I missed having you inside my balls.”

Amy shivered as she watched him grab his crotch and wink at her. She had absolutely no desire to wind up back inside his testicles. She watched as he grabbed the submarine which was currently a few inches long, and moved it around his hands.

“So what do we do first?” he asked.

Amy rolled her eyes, just annoyed listening to his voice. “Well, first I need to grow it back to normal,” she said. “Then we can enter the sub and shrink down from the inside. Where’s your girlfriend?”

Matt grinned, loving how devious it felt that he was going to be cheating on his girlfriend….inside his girlfriend! “Sylvana’s sleeping upstairs!” he said with a smirk.

“Excellent,” Amy said, holding out her hand as Matt handed the sub back to her. She placed her thumb on the back of the submarine. She heard it beep, meaning her thumbprint was accepted and placed it down in the center of the room. “Stand back,” she instructed.

Even though he had seen it before, Matt watched in amazement as the sub grew large enough for them to both comfortably fit inside. “Where do you want me,” Matt said as he began gently caressing Amy’s back as she tried to sit in the pilot’s chair.

“Just sit in the passenger bay for now,” she said. “And strap yourself in. We’re about to get tiny.”

“How small are we getting?” asked Matt, taking a seat.

“Very small,” Amy said, pressing the button causing them to begin shrinking. “About one millimeter.”

The submarine slowly and steadily diminished in size in the middle of the living room. It continued to dwindle down until it was about one millimeter in length, on the hardwood floor. Amy continued to roll her eyes in annoyance listening to Matt comment about how cool it was to be down at this tiny size.

Amy used the thrusters on the sub to propel them into the air, and they began flying down the hall to the bedroom. Amy did not like flying the sub, as it absolutely drained the energy in the sub, and meant they would be stuck small for much longer. The subs’ batteries recharged naturally, but Amy still did not like being stuck small.  Her experiences in Renee’s stomach and Matt’s balls had left a bad impression on her.  Not to mention her adventures with her cousins inside her giant aunt.

The tiny duo inside the sub flew down the hallway towards the cracked door of Matt and Sylvana’s bedroom. There they could see the closet light was left on, which Matt had done intentionally to help illuminate the room.

“Holy shit, she’s huge,” Matt said under his breath. Amy couldn’t help but agree. The normally petite Sylvana was now a titan. She was laying on the bed on her back and seemed to be wearing nothing but a sexy blue sleeveless nightdress. Her dyed blonde hair draped down past her shoulders, while it was its’ darker brown color near the top of her head.

Why the fuck would he want to cheat on her, Amy thought to herself. Amy knew she was attractive, but Sylvana looked like a damn goddess right now. She glanced back and Matt appeared mesmerized. It was a shame what would happen to him.

Looking at Sylvana in this new way meant Matt’s mind was racing. As a matter of fact, he was having second thoughts on if he actually wanted to go through with this and if it was really worth cheating on her. As they flew above Sylvana’s sleeping body, Matt watched her stomach and chest gently rise and fall with each breath. Sylvana didn’t have particularly large breasts, she was only a B-cup, but they were absolutely massive now.

“Hey we’re gonna need to land soon,” Amy called back to the passenger bay. “We’re running low on power.”

This caught Matt a bit off guard. “Wait, what’s that mean?”

Another eye roll from Amy. She could’ve sworn she told him this while they were in the living room, but he must have been too busy ogling her body and planning how he was going to get her to shrink again. “It means that’s well need to drive along her body for a while. That and we can’t grow back till we get more of a charge.”

Amy glanced back and saw a peculiar look on Matt’s face. “That’s not a problem, is it?” she asked.

Matt was caught up in his own fantasies at the moment. This view of his giga girlfriend was absolutely stunning. He just pictured sitting atop her shoulder, as she rampaged through a city. Destroying everything and everyone, while Matt just sat and watched. Hell, maybe he’d even be telling her what to do, she could be his own instrument of destruction.

“Huh,” he said, as he heard Amy speaking to him again. “Oh yeah it’s fine.” He had no idea what she was talking about. He was just amazed at the view.

Amy began to lower the one millimeter submarine down on the slumbering Amy’s face, specifically, above her upper lip and below her nostrils.

“This is crazy,” Matt said in excitement. “We’re fucking tiny on Sylvana’s face, and she has no idea.”

That was your own plan, idiot, Amy thought to herself. She didn’t say that though. She just told him that she needed to shut off the sub for a few minutes. After flying for much longer than usual, she wanted to check the mechanics and needed a to take some time and make sure everything was alright.

“Hey is it okay if I leave the sub and just look around for a bit?” Matt asked.

With a fake smile and nod, Amy just said, “Sure.”

Exiting the one millimeter sub, it soon dawned on Matt just how tiny he was. He was far smaller than a millimeter, a literal speck on his girlfriend’s face. His cock grew harder and harder looking around, he was barely able to believe what he was standing on. He quickly dropped down to his hands and knees, and placed his face against the soft, pale ground that was Sylvana’s face. He glanced to the north and looked at her cavernous nostrils. Each breath she took caused air to blow past his face. He knew that if he got much closer to them, or if Sylvana inhaled too deeply, he’d be inhaled as if he was nothing.

Thinking no one was watching, Matt whipped out his cock and began to pump using his right hand. He let out a soft moan. He was currently imagining dozens of screaming people trying to run from Sylvana’s giant nostrils, only for her to breath in deeply and all their tiny, screaming bodies would be sucked up like in a hurricane.

Turning to the south, Matt continued to stroke himself staring off at Sylvana’s giant breasts, slightly peaking out from her sexy night dress. His attention turned to her naturally perky, giant pink lips. Though her mouth was closed, Matt began to lose himself again. He wanted to see Sylvana eat people. Sure, he knew she technically ate Amy’s coworker who probably drowned in his cum, but he didn’t really see it. He pumped his cock faster and faster and was about to orgasm. He then began to picture Amy screaming and falling down into Sylvana’s mouth. 

That did it. Matt moaned as he sprayed what realistically was an incredibly tiny amount of sperm on the facial skin of his girlfriend.

From inside the sub, Amy just shook her head and laughed. “What a fucking pervert,” she said to herself.  She watched him tuck himself back into his shorts, and start walking back to the submarine.

“Oh good, you’re back,” she said, pretending she didn’t see anything. “Anything exciting?”

“Yeah, a gigantic, sexy woman,” he laughed. “Is the ship ready to go?”

“Yep, all good,” Amy said. “Buckle yourself back in.”  Matt did so and the sub began to drive along Amy’s face. They went around her nose to avoid getting sucked in, and began to trek along her cheek. Amy said nothing, still completely intent on her plan for revenge. She was just focused on driving along Sylvana’s face until they got to her ear.

“Hey stop the ship!” Matt called out as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

It’s a sub, Amy thought to herself, before asking why. She and Matt had a quick conversation, and Matt explained that he wanted to get out and take a closer view. They were currently below Sylvana’s left eye, and he wanted to see what it looked like while he was tiny.

“Alright have fun,” Amy said. “I’ll be here.” The visibly irritated nurse sat down in the cockpit and began to scroll through her phone. She soon put her phone down, and watched intently as Matt began to trek along Sylvana’s skin towards the giant, closed eyeball.

Matt couldn’t explain it, but this was extremely erotic to him. He continued to walk up to Sylvana’s giant eyeball and it seemed to be flickering underneath her eyelid. “Holy shit,” he said. He was tempted to start pleasuring himself again, but was still a bit tired from cumming on her face, and also was planning on fucking Amy inside Sylvana’s head.

He felt the sudden urge to touch her eyelid covering the closed eyeball. To him, it just felt like a sensual thing to do that would make them feel closer. Reaching out, Matt placed the palm of his right hand against the closed eyelid.

A sudden movement caused Matt to pull his hand back and slowly back up. Suddenly, the massive eyelid began to open, revealing the massive brown iris seemed dazed and confused, with the smaller black pupil darting back and forth. “Shit, she’s awake,” a panicked Matt said, as he slowly continued to back up.

This was also seen by Amy, who wasn’t sure how to react. “Huh, didn’t expect this,” she said in a relaxed tone.

The giant eyeball seemed to locate the movement, and appeared to zero in on Matt’s tiny body. “Syl!  Syl it’s me!” he shouted, waving his miniscule arms back and forth.

Sylvana’s titanic voice mumbled something in audible, causing Matt to freak out even more. And just as this had started, Sylvana’s eye shut and she was back asleep. What both Matt and Amy had no idea of, was that Sylvana had been dreaming about Matt. Specifically, she had been dreaming about him laying down, and then lowering her crotch onto his face and riding him.

“Whoa, holy shit that was close,” Matt said, as he ran back to the “safety” of the submarine. “Did you see that?” he said, re-entering the sub and breathing heavily.

“Smooth,” Amy said, laughing to herself, as she began to drive back along Sylvana’s cheek. The shrunken pair continued along this route until they reached the side of her head.

Gradually approaching the giantesses’ ear, both Amy and Matt were taken aback by the sheer size of the entrance of Sylvana’s ear. It appeared to be some giant cave they were about to enter, and both were feeling nervous and excited, just for very different reasons.

“You sure you want to do this?” Amy said to Matt. She still fully intended on punishing him for what he did to her and Jessica, but him allowing this to happen just made it even better.

“Sure, as long as you’re still ready/” he said. He seemed to be trying to convince Amy that he was a player and way smoother than he actually was. Amy saw right through this, assuming he was just trying to cover for his nervousness.

“Alright, if you say so,” she said with a smirk. Navigating the one millimeter submarine, Amy proceeded to enter the massive left ear of Sylvana. The headlights of the sub were the only source of light throughout the massive tunnel. Amy had been inside an ear before, but Matt was in awe. He had never seen anything like this, and was amazed looking at the skin walls where he could see the spiderweb of red veins running through them.

Amy continued to traverse the inside of the ear canal. As she began to pass mounds of earwax, she knew it was time to put her plan in motion.  She stopped the sub and turned it off, and turned her attention to Matt. “Wanna get started?” she asked, as she pulled her shirt off, revealing her white bra underneath.

Matt’s eyes widened. This was actually happening. He was about to have sex with this gorgeous woman inside of his girlfriend’s ear. He removed his shirt and started to exit the submarine. “So can she hear us?!” Matt asked, giddy with excitement as he walked onto the strange surface of his girlfriend’s ear canal.

“I don’t think so, give it a shot,” Amy said with a laugh, remaining near the entrance to the submarine.

“Sylvana!  Can you hear me?!” Matt shouted with a laugh. “I’m in your head you giant bitch!” There was no answer, as even being in Sylvana’s ear canal was not enough to get by the fact that he was less than a millimeter tall. He started to remove his pants, and turned around to see Amy. He had a raging erection right now, and planned on burying it inside Amy’s ass.

As Matt turned around, a confused look appeared on his face. He briefly saw Amy run inside the submarine, and then out of sight. “Wait what the fuck!” he said, and ran towards the sub door in nothing but his underwear. As he tried to pull the door open to the submarine, he instantly realized it was locked.  He backed up in a panic, and saw Amy in the cockpit window smiling and waving at him. Her shirt was back on, and she didn’t look like she was going anywhere.

“Amy what the fuck is going on?  Open the door!”

A sinister grin took over the face of Amy. She hit the button on the speaker system allowing her to communicate with Matt outside the tiny sub. “Did you really think I’d let you fuck me?  After everything you did?  If you did, you truly are an idiot.” She watched as Matt was trying to process what she was saying. “You try to kidnap me in your gross balls, you let my coworker drown in your cum, and then you have the audacity to try and hit on me even more?!  How fucking dare you!”

She loved the look of panic on Matt’s face. He was wide eyed almost at the point of tears. He was shouting apologies, trying to get back in her good graces.

“It’s weird,” Amy said. “You’re saying you’re sorry, but two minutes ago you were literally willing to have sex with me in your girlfriend’s ear. You really are a pig,” she insisted.

“So what? Are you just gonna leave me in here?” Matt said nervously.

Amy smiled again. “Nope, I want to see what happens to you!  Why don’t you try to get Sylvana’s attention?  Maybe she’ll help you.”

A horrified look was on Matt’s face. “Wait what?!  You can’t do this! You know that she can’t hear me!”

“Weird, cause if you can kill my coworker, I feel like I can do this,” Amy responded. “And you’re just too far away, looks like you’ll just have to go further into her ear, maybe all the way to her brain.” Matt seemed to understand what Amy was saying and dropped his head. He was tearing up now, and turned and started to trek further into his girlfriend’s ear. Amy knew that he would never be able to reach Sylvana’s brain, she thought there was no chance he’d last that long. Also, human biology would prevent that.

Slowly driving far behind Matt, Amy was too interested in seeing what happened to just leave. She loved seeing Matt stumble over tiny hairs and small mounds of wax. He would occasionally turn back, seemingly pleading with her for help. “Hey just be happy I’m giving you light,” Amy would respond.

After a few more minutes, Amy started to get bored. Matt was calling out to Sylvana, hoping he would rescue her from this hell. Amy could see that Matt wasn’t paying attention to where he was walking, busy shouting up at the walls and looking around. She could also see he was approaching a large mound of gold ear wax.

Impulsively, Amy turned the headlights out on the sub. A few seconds went by and she heard a scream. She smiled, she had an idea of what just happened. Turning the headlights back on, it took Amy several seconds for her eyes to adjust and locate Matt.

The tiny Matt had stumbled and fallen face first into the mound of wax. He screamed and struggled, but was sinking into it. “Amy help!” he shouted, struggling desperately to keep his head out of the waxy mess. “I….can…brea..” he said as his head slipped back into the sticky substance. He was in the wax about waist up, with his abdomen, arms, chest, neck and head now totally uncased and stuck. He frantically kicked his legs and tried to free himself, but it was useless.

An incredibly loud moan rocked the ear canal, and caused Amy to jump. It was clear that Matt was firmly stuck and would not be escaping….ever. With a smile, Amy felt vindicated and that this creep was not going to bother her anymore, and that he had gotten what he deserved.

She piloted the sub out of the ear, onto the side of Sylvana’s face. The sub had charged enough to fly, so she managed to take off and land on Sylvana’s dresser. The goddess was still half asleep, with her hand buried in her crotch as she touched herself. She moaned Matt’s name, which caused Amy to shake her head. At one point, she even stuck her finger in her ear and appeared to scratch an itch. Amy knew that there was no chance she could reach Matt, and likely couldn’t even hear him.

With a sense of relief, Amy landed on the living room floor and grew the sub back to normal. Exiting the sub and shrinking it back down, she placed it back in her purse. She walked out of the front door, closing it quietly to not wake up Sylvana, and walked down the street with enjoyment in her step.

Amy sat in the cockpit of the submarine which was currently at its’ full size in her old bedroom at her parents’ house. It had been about two weeks since she had intentionally abandoned Matt inside the ear of his lovely girlfriend, Sylvana, and there had been no consequences as a result of that. Work was going pretty well, she actually had not had any incidents, perverted patients, or people trying to kidnap her in quite some time.

Having about a week off from work, Amy wanted to get a little more practice in with the shrinking submarine.  None of her friends were able to go on any girls trips with her, so she might as well get a little more training in.  She could convince her work to pay her for it, after all.

What Amy decided to do was to surprise her parents with the shrunken submarine.  Neither of her parents had seen her in the submarine yet, so she thought it would be cool to surprise them at her tiny size. Both her parents had been at work, and should be returning at any moment.  “Alright, this should be easy,” she said to herself, with a smile. She was just shrinking in her parents house that she knew like the back of her hand. What could go wrong.

Adjusting the dials, Amy clenched her stomach, and shrunk the submarine down to about a half centimeter long. As always, she was smaller than that inside. She had been shrunken countless times, and this shouldn’t be any different. Her plan was currently to fly and pilot the sub into her parents’ room, land on their nightstand, and surprise them.

Flying through the air, Amy made sure to keep a close eye on the energy gauges for the submarine. She wouldn’t be flying for long, so she figured it was fine. The tiny woman traversed through the air to the open door of her room. All she had to do was fly down the hallway to her parents room and everything would be set.

As the tiny woman turned the corner from her room into the hallway, her eyes nearly bulged out of her head. “Oh fuck!” she screamed and tried desperately to pull the controls for the submarine and change direction.

Approaching Amy’s sub hovering in the air, at alarming speed, was her father, Stephen. The giant man normally stood just under six feet tall, and was an average sized man.  Now, he absolutely towered over her, like a living monolith. What was even stranger and also caught Amy off guard, was that her dad was shirtless. He was holding a purple t-shirt in his right hand, leaving his bare, and slightly hairy, chest exposed.

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Amy screamed. She pulled on the steering controls, trying to send the submarine up towards the air. Unfortunately for her, there was not enough time. Her dad took another step forward, and the miniaturized ship collided with his giant chest. The sub was turned up side down, and Amy shouted as she quickly rocked back and forth, nearly giving her whiplash.  Her head collided with the steering wheel, and she temporarily passed out.

This was a critical situation for the tiny nurse. Amy was unconscious in a half centimeter submarine that was no longer using its flight mechanisms. The tiny sub slowly began to plummet down towards the ground. It was not free-falling through the air, as Amy’s dad continued to walk forward. This meant the sub fell while pressed against his body, as he pushed it as he walked forward.

Stephen walked with a purpose. There was a reason his shirt was off and he was going to his bedroom. He started to remove his shorts and boxers as well. He was anticipating his wife getting up here any moment, and wanted to surprise her.

Meanwhile, Stephen was totally oblivious to his daughter’s whereabouts. He didn’t know that she was currently falling while skidding down his chest towards the ground. As Steve started to enter his bedroom, he found himself getting more and more excited. Enough so, that he needed to adjust his gym shorts and tight blue briefs. Momentarily puling open the elastic on both his shorts and underwear, Steve unintentionally caught Amy’s descending body inside the submarine. While he couldn’t really feel it, the half centimeter submarine was now nestled in between the base of Stephen’s cock and his testicles. The man removed his shorts, and proceeded to lay down on his bed, wearing nothing but a pair of tight blue underwear.

Amy woke up suddenly, and quickly unbuckled her seatbelt. Rather than slowly coming to, she suddenly sprung back to consciousness. She was momentarily confused, everything around her was dark, and there was a peculiar, musty odor lingering around the sub. It was something she had smelled before, but she couldn’t quite place it.

She got her realization soon enough, as she felt movement underneath the sub. “Where the fuck am I?” she asked, and started up the sub, activating the headlights. Again, it took a few seconds, but she soon began to realize where she was. The headlights illuminated the massive, unmistakable outline of the shaft of a penis.  A big one.

“Who…who’s fucking crotch am I in now?” Amy said in annoyance, pounding the dashboard in frustration. She was very tired of being shrunken around the genitals of giant men.

Without warning, light began to flood into the submarine. The enormous cock and balls were jostled about, causing Amy to shout in surprise. The dark blue underwear was pulled back, temporarily blinding Amy. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a massive eyeball with a dark brown iris. She was stunned by the sheer size of it. The giant eyeball widened, almost as in excitement. Amy wasn’t sure if it was staring at the monstrous cock or if it had located her.

“LOOKS YUMMY!” a titanic yet still feminine voice stated. Amy watched as the eyeball pulled back, revealing a truly massive face. Amy’s jaw dropped and her eyes bulged.

“Mom?!” she shouted. Thoughts began racing through her mind as it soon dawned on her where she was. She remembered crashing into her dad’s chest before backing out. “Oh shit,” she mumbled, staring up at the penis which was becoming more erect by the second. “That’s dad’s cock?!”

Stephen laid back on the bed, as his wife Chloe kissed his inner thigh. Chloe was almost fifty, but didn’t look it. She was a short, beautiful, short-haired woman of Korean descent. And right now, she wanted to do something to her husband that she rarely did.

With a sexy look in her eye, Chloe extended her tongue and began to lick Stephen’s thigh, making her way to his scrotum and balls. Her husband let out a moan and began to run his hands through her hair. Her long, serpentine tongue began to move up his shaft, stroking him all the way to his tip, before traveling back down to his balls.

Amy was at a loss.  She had no intention of getting in between her giant horny parents.  She had even less of an intention of being on her father’s giant cock when he was getting a blow job.  Unfortunately, that’s exactly where she found herself. She thought about trying to pilot the sub out of there, but her mom’s face was just too close. Any movement would surely catch the attention of those giant eyes.

“Shit,” Amy mumbled, as her mother’s tongue got closer and closer. “This is not how I wanted to surprise them.” She giggled a little bit, at the sheer craziness of the situation. The nervous giggles soon turned to panic.

Chloe’s giant tongue went to stroke the base of her husband’s fat cock once again. This time, the sticky surface of her tongue struck the shrunken submarine. Amy shouted as she felt the sub being lifted towards her mother’s hungry mouth. The lips parted wide, revealing the dark cave.

Hearing her husband continue to moan, Chloe continued to get into it. She worked her way back up to the head of the phallus, and she knew Stephen was going to cum soon.

Inside Chloe’s mouth, Amy was just letting whatever happen, happen. She knew there was no way to escape her mom’s mouth while she was blowing her dad, so all she could do was sit here and hope she could escape before her mom swallowed.

Without warning, Amy heard a loud, masculine moan from outside her mom’s jaws. A wave of white, seminal fluid then hit the windshield of the sub. “Ugh, that’s so disgusting,” Amy said, closing her eyes, as her submarine was coated in her father’s sperm.

Seeing her husband relax and make eye contact with her, Chloe had a sense of satisfaction, knowing she made her man cum. She gave him a seductive wink and tilted her head back.

“Wait what?!” Amy shouted as she felt her body being carried back towards her mom’s throat.  “No!  You’re fucking kidding me!”

Taking a huge gulp, Chloe swallowed her husband’s load while he watched, extremely aroused. “Damn, you are so sexy,” Stephen said, sitting up and grabbing Chloe’s left breasts and rubbing her nipple through her bra. In response to this, Chloe just opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, showing her mouth was empty and Stephen’s load was traveling down her throat towards her stomach.

Inside Chloe’s stomach, a stream of seminal fluid mixed with saliva trickled down from her throat, into the churning lake of stomach acid. Accompanying cum was Chole’s only daughter in her tiny submarine as it landed into the burning pool.  “God dammit, mom!” Amy shouted. She had been inside stomachs many times before and hadn’t really had any issues from someone besides Renee or her Aunt Sandra.

Glancing around, she saw what looked like a half-digested bagel that she started drifting towards. Amy assumed the sub could survive the trip, but really didn’t feel like going through her mom the natural way. Especially since it would mean getting flushed down the toilet.

After some brainstorming, Amy felt like she came up with a plan. She knew that if she was either puked or crapped out, she’d be in danger of getting flushed down the toilet. Amy suspected she’d be able to be fine if she got burped up. Sure it would be ideal to turn the jets on and fly out of here, but the ship did not have enough power to fly at the moment, and the sub’s often struggled to fly out of stomach acid anyway.

Amy had an idea to get burped up by her mom. It helped that more liquid was flowing through the sphincter into the stomach. It turned out to be sparking water, which her mom constantly drank. Amy re-ignited the sub’s engine and the thrusters came online. Rather than trying to manuver the sub into the air, Amy began to drive around the stomach with them on. This caused bubbles to form out of the stomach acid and start to rise.

Feeling the stomach acid start to get more volatile around her, Amy heard a titanic gurgling sound. “Finally, took her long enough,” she said in excitement, and made sure her seatbelt was tightly secured.

As Chloe walked around the kitchen into the dining room, she stopped momentarily and placed her hand on her stomach. She also felt the gurgle, and felt pressure building inside of her. With her husband in another part of the house, Chloe opened her mouth wide, and let out a loud burp, clearing the pressure from her guts.

Amy screamed and closed her eyes as she felt herself being shut upward. Briefly opening her eyes back up, she saw her plan was working. She had been shot back up her mother’s throat, and was now resting on the fleshy, soft surface of her tongue.

“Alright, now just gotta get out when she opens her mouth again,” the micro nurse said to herself. She waited patiently, as drops of saliva game down, landing on the windshield of the tiny sub.

Clearing her throat, Chloe felt the urge to cough. As she did so, she unknowingly freed her miniscule daughter from her mouth. Trying her best to maintain both her composure, as well as the controls of the submarine. She was flying towards the dining room table at high speeds, and was doing everything she could to slow the velocity and lessen the impact. As the dining room table grew closer and closer, Amy pulled up on the steering device as hard as she could. “Come on, pull up,” she groaned.

Hitting the jets at just the right time, Amy was finally able to steady the ship. She managed to get control of the sub, and landed on the dining room table. “Okay, I’m free,” Amy laughed to herself. She got up out of the cockpit and walked to the passenger bay. She had put a mini fridge into the sub for her longer jobs.

While Amy was grabbing a cold water bottle and some apple slices, she her mom had spotted something tiny and peculiar on the dining room table. Sitting back down, Amy jumped a foot as she spotted her giantess of a mom staring down at her.  “Shit,” she mumbled, seeing a disgusted look on her mother’s face.

The scowl on Chloe’s face was punctuated by the words coming out of her giant mouth. “IS THAT A BUG?”  Amy rolled her eyes upon hearing this. Her instincts were telling her to get out of there, but moving right now would only confirm her mother’s suspicions. There was also currently not enough space for her to grow back, so Amy decided to stay still momentarily.

Suddenly Chloe reached her massive right hand down towards the sub. However it was not coming down to pick up the tiny, metallic shell of a vehicle. No, instead her massive thumb was extending towards it.

“Mom no!” Amy screamed. Her mother’s giant thumb landed directly on top of the tiny sub and began to press down. Amy screamed in panic as her mother pressed down for what felt like ages. She metal all around her creaked and groaned. She expected to be crushed any second now.

Sure, the sub was reinforced and Amy was likely going to be fine, but she was not thinking straight at the moment. She just already been knocked out, landed in her dad’s crotch and been swallowed by her mom.  She was very jumpy and panicking at the moment.

Chloe pulled her hand up, expecting to see the splattered remains of some insect. To her surprise, the tiny figure appeared to be intact. Plucking it up between two fingers, she soon realized it wasn’t a bug, but some weird model…submarine?  Or maybe just a weirdly shaped piece of metal. Chloe rolled the tiny ship between her thumb and forefinger a few times, unknowingly putting more pressure on it.  Amy was screaming at her mom but she knew it was useless.

“Crap, cell phone, stupid,” she said to herself, and reached down to her pocket. Much to her displeasure, her cell phone was not down there. She assumed it must have fallen out when she passed out and rolled somewhere.

“WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THIS THING?” Chloe said, bringing the sub up past her face again. The giantess of a woman was captivated by it for some reason she could not explain. “OH WELL,” she said, placing tiny submarine down on the ground by her gargantuan bare foot.

With an exhale, Amy grabbed the controls and prepared to pilot the ship out of here. She just wanted to wait for her mom to walk out of the room, so she could pilot the ship under the couch, or at least somewhere that she could catch her breath. Much to the dismay of tiny Amy Lin, she watched her mom’s face high above her twist into a grin. Her giant, wide bare foot lifted high into the air.

Amy had realized by now that she would likely be fine, but she still knew this was going to suck. “Fuck it, I’m going,” she said to herself, and began to pilot the sub.

“OH NO YOU DON’T!” her mom laughed, and brought her giant bare foot down.  Hard.

Doing her best to avoid the massive foot, Amy’s efforts were not enough.  The giant foot slammed down on top of the sub, causing it to violently rock from the impact. Amy was almost encased in darkness, and the lights on the sub just illuminated the strange landscape made of her skin. The immense pressure under Chloe’s foot caused the reinforced metal and glass to groan, but again it held. What Amy was not safe from though, was the noxious, sweaty odor emitted from her mother’s foot. Amy’s eyes watered as the awful scent filtered in through tiny cracks in the machine. Unable to hold it in any longer, Amy rushed to the bathroom and released the contents of her stomach into the toilet.

Enjoying messing with this tiny object, Chloe bit her lip and slowly lifted her foot. She smiled, seeing the strange object stuck to the sweaty, glistening sole of her foot. “HAH! GOTCHA!” the titaness said with a smirk.

Reaching down, she plucked up the tiny vehicle and placed it down on the ground. She wanted to step on it again.

Realizing she was back on the ground, Amy quickly initiated the protocol to re-grow the sub. She got an error message. *INSUFFICIENT SPACE TO RE-GROW* it read.

“Shit, too close to mom,” she mumbled. Then Amy finally caught a break. As her giantess of a mom took a few steps back, the LED screen lit up green. *RE-GROW NOW?*

Amy hit the button, and the sub steadily returned to his normal sized, nearly completely filling the living room. She sat back in her seat in relief and exhaustion.

Chloe was unable to belief her eyes. “What the hell!?” the middle aged woman screamed as the tiny silver object grew into her living room into a submarine. She backed up against the wall in shock and some fear. The door began to open and Chloe screamed again. “Get out of my…” was all she got out.

Out of the submarine, stumbled her beloved daughter, Amy. She was decked out in her nursing scrubs, and collapsed onto her hands and knees. She was gagging, and Chloe rushed over to comfort her daughter.

“Sweetie,” her mom said, giving her a hug. “What happened?”

Amy rolled her eyes and began to explain everything. She watched her mom’s face turn red in embarrassment, when she mentioned how she ended up in her stomach. Her mom also looked ashamed when Amy mentioned her trying to crush the sub with her thumb and her bare foot.

“Oh geez,” the milf said, smelling the air. “What’s that smell?”

With a slight giggle, Amy shrugged. “Uh mom, that would be your feet.” Chloe’s eyes widened, barely able to belief her feet smelled to toxic.

After some more apologizing, Amy’s younger brother Ryan walked into the house. Amy loved her brother, but he was still in college and could be very annoying at times. He walked into the room and stopped, staring in confusion.

“Alright, I’ll bite,” he said. “Why is there a submarine in the living room?  And why does everything smell awful?  It’s like mom’s feet,” he said with a laugh, not seeing the irony in his statement.

“Hey!” Chloe said, a little bit annoyed. “My feet don’t smell that bad.”

“Oh please mom,” Ryan responded. “You could kill a small animal with the smell of those things.” He then turned his attention back to the submarine, pointing at it and glancing at Amy, asking the question of “what the hell?” with just his eyes.

Chloe was still a bit offended by her son’s comments. She then had a slightly devious idea. “Hey Amy, sweetie,” she said, grabbing the attention of both Ryan and Amy. “Why don’t you take your brother inside your sub and show him around.”

“What the fuck is going on!” shouted Ryan in a panic. “How the hell is this even possible?!” He stood wide-eyed while Amy giggled at her brother’s predicament. She meanwhile, just sat there, completely relaxed in the driver’s seat in the cockpit of the submarine. The tiny sub was currently down at a half centimeter in between the giant fingers of their mom, Chloe.

“Relax dude,” Amy laughed. “I’ve done this a million times before.”  She turned and saw her younger brother who was a college adult was nearly shaking. “It’s just mom, what’s the big problem?”

The giant mother manipulated the tiny sub between her giant fingers, bringing it up to her eye.  She wasn’t totally sure, but she believed she could make out the two tiny bodies inside the submarine. She assumed Amy was fine, that girl usually had ice water in her veins. She had been through this dozens of times before, and was probably used to it. What she really wished she could see, was the face of her son Ryan. This is what he deserved for mocking her, insisting that her feet smelled awful.  They don’t, she thought to herself.

“What’s the big problem?!” Ryan said with a surprised look on her face.  “The problem is I’m smaller than a fucking ant, in a submarine that our giant mom is holding!” 

“Yeah but we’re safe in the sub,” Amy responded, sitting back in the captain’s chair.  “Everything is gonna be fine.”

Unable to resist the urge of taunting her annoying son, Chloe lowered the half centimeter son down to her massive bare foot. She bit her lip, imagining him freaking out inside of it. “HOWS IT SMELL IN THERE, KIDDOS?” she teased as she began to drag the tiny ship against the bare sole of her sweaty foot. She then gripped the tiny submarine in her fingers, and delicately placed it between her two largest toes.

“Fuck, I wish I could see their faces,” she said. Chloe then proceeded to scrunch her toes tightly, trapping the tiny sub between them.  She had a massive smile on her face, reveling in the power she currently had over her two children.

Inside the sub, Ryan was having a major freakout. “She’s gonna crush us!” the college student shouted. The walls of the submarine continued to creak, but Amy was not worried. She knew it would hold.

“I told you, we’ll be fine,” she insisted. She couldn’t help but smile as she looked out the windshield and saw the skin of her mother’s feet pressed up against the reinforced glass screen. As Chloe flexed and relaxed her toes, it left sweaty imprints against the glass, which slowly faded.

While their mother slowly flexed and un-flexed her toes, the horrid stench of her feet began to seep into the submarine. “Ugh, it’s worse than before,” Ryan complained, doing what he could to hold his breath and cover his nose using his shirt. Though she hated to admit it, her little brother was right. Amy didn’t know why, but the smell of her mother’s feet seemed much worse this time around. Maybe it was because her brother pointed it out, maybe it was because her adrenaline wasn’t flowing as much.

The tiny nurse gagged as she whipped out her phone. She fired off a text message to her mom saying, ‘Need to let us go.  Feet smell!’

High up above the tiny siblings, Chloe looked down at her phone and smiled. “Good,” she mumbled to herself, as she squeezed her sweaty toes together again. The titanic woman was on a power trip right now. She knew that she had total power over the sub, though she didn’t quite understand why Amy didn’t just grow back. She had no idea that the sub needed a certain amount of space to return to normal size.

Just as the mother of two was preparing to free her tiny kids, she heard a knock on the front door. “Who is that?” she mumbled to herself. The woman stood up and grabbed a pair of slippers, before sliding her giant sweaty feet into them. Doing this, Chloe adjusted her giant, right foot, unknowingly loosing her grip of the tiny sub from between her toes, and now pinning it underneath her giant, sweaty, big toe and the old fabric of the slipper. While she did this, she was inadvertently putting her children at risk. Each step she took put incredibly amounts of pressure on the tiny sub. The combination of odors from Chloe’s rancid foot as well as the stale air of the slipper caused Ryan to vomit and Amy to frantically text her mother telling her to free them.  Unfortunately for Chloe set her phone down on the counter and didn’t have it on her.

Walking to the front door, Chloe opened it and smiled. She then opened her arms for a hug, embracing her surprise guest. “Hey Sandy!” she said, happy and surprised to see her sister.

Standing in her doorway was Sandra, the aunt of both Amy and Ryan. “Hey sis,” she said with a snarky and chipper tone. “Got time for a visit?”  She two chatted as Sandra sat down in the couch in the living room.  After about five minutes she looked around. “Hey, where’s Amy?” she asked.

What Chloe had no idea of, was that Sandra had specifically come searching for her niece. She had no knowledge the her daughter Amy had already ventured inside the insides of Sandra, which was actually the reason Sandra’s daughter, Michelle, had disappeared.

“Funny you should ask that,” Chloe said with a grin, slipping her bare foot out from her slipper. She reached down and plucked something up between two giant fingers. She then extended her arm in front of her younger sister’s face, and revealed a tiny metallic looking object. “You know how Amy operates a shrinking submarine at the hospital? Well she and Ryan are both tiny inside this little sub.

She watched with a smile as Sandra brought her face down next to her hand, studying the tiny submarine trapped in Chloe’s grasp. Sandra was wide-eyed, with an amused look on her face. There was something about her expression that Chloe found curious, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

“Holy shit is that Aunt Sandra!” shouted Ryan, though he did not get a response. “She’s fucking huge!”

Amy’s blood went cold. She had not forgotten what happened last time she was shrunken around Aunt Sandra. She would never forget it.  Now she was mere inches from this giantesses face, and the massive predatory eyes studied the sub like a snack. “This is bad,” she said quietly under her breath, hoping not to startle her brother. She tried to pilot the sub away, but her mom was accidentally holding it too tightly. “This is really bad. We need to get out of here.”

“Wow, they just shrunk down for you?” Sandra asked, moving her face even closer to the tiny vehicle.

Chloe went on to explain to her sister what had happened earlier and that she convinced Ryan to go into the sub after he mocked her foot odor.

“So, they’re totally safe in there?” Sandra asked, faking ignorance. When Chloe nodded to her confirming this, she smiled. She then leaned in and whispered something in Chloe’s ear, which Amy and Ryan were unable to hear.

“What are they saying?” Ryan said to Amy, his voice trembling. The two giant woman giggled while staring at the sub. Amy didn’t answer. Instead, she tried again to maneuver the submarine free, but her mom’s grip was too tight. “Amy?!” Ryan said in a panic.

Snapping out of it, Amy looked at her brother, then back up at the giantesses. There was some weird look on her mom’s face, which made Amy extremely uncomfortable. It finally dawned on her to answer Ryan’s question. “Oh I don’t know what they’re…”

“WELL YOU TWO GUESS, WHAT,” Sandra said.  Her two fingers now gripped the submarine, as their mom passed it off to her. “I’M HAVING SOME INDIGESTION RIGHT NOW, SO YOU TWO KIDS GET TO GO INTO YOU GIANT AUNT’S TUMMY!” She said this with a giggle, and brought the submarine in front of her giant mouth.  “ISN’T THIS FUN!”

“Mom don’t let her eat us!” Amy shouted. She had totally lost her cool and forgotten that there was no way her mom could hear her. Amy’s sudden panic had grabbed the attention of Ryan.

“Wait what’s wrong?” he asked.  “I thought this thing was indestructible.”

Amy was at a loss. She knew the dangers that lurked inside her aunt’s guts, but she didn’t know how to tell this to her brother. She was horrified of going back down their and experiencing the tapeworm again, but telling Ryan now, especially that it had attacked and swallowed their cousin.

“It’s just, I hate getting swallowed,” she lied, as Sandra gently set the submarine on her tongue.

“THAY GOODBYE TO MOMMY,” the giantess said without closing her mouth. The two kids looked at their mom’s face, who had no idea of the danger she just put her kids into. The tongue slowly retracted back inside of Sandra’s mouth.

“Okay Ryan, this can be kind of dangerous,” Amy said, remembering everything that went wrong the last time she was inside her Aunt Sandra. “I need you to double check that the latch on top of the sub is shut. Shut tight!”

After checking the latch, Amy demanded that Ryan put his seat belt on in the passenger bay. He did so without protest.

Amy began to plan out her contingency plan for when they encountered the tapeworm. The latch was shut, so it couldn’t force it’s way in, and they were both secured in their seats, so it knocking the sub around wouldn’t free up a new snack for it.

All light soon disappeared from the outside, and Amy turned on the headlights of the sub. They got the disgusting and horrific view of Aunt Sandra’s mouth, while her fat tongue maneuvered them towards her throat.

With a gulp, Sandra carelessly sent her niece and nephew down her throat, knowing full-well the danger she was instead. “Taa-daa!” she said, sticking out her tongue to show Chloe her now empty mouth.

“Holy shit,” Chloe said with a laugh, and sipped her sparking water. “You just ate my children!”

“Yeah and they’re delicious!” Sandra teased. “Who knows if you’ll ever get them back.”  The two women the proceeded to talk about Sandra’s kids, particularly Michelle, who had disappeared. Chloe made sure to comfort Sandra, who had taken her daughter’s disappearance surprisingly well, but maybe it was just a strange coping mechanism. Chloe had almost said, “You can eat my kids, if I can eat yours,” but felt that it was very inappropriate since Michelle disappeared.

While the women continued to chat, the half centimeter submarine was floating inside Sandra’s stomach. This was nothing particularly interesting for Amy, she had been in stomachs before. For Ryan, this was a completely new experience. So many ideas were running through his mind, as he watched a tangled, chewed mound of noodles digesting inside his aunt’s stomach acid. What if he could get swallowed by one of the girls he was talking to?  What if he could swallow one of them?

Amy braced herself for what was going to happen next. The next stage of the digestion process was occurring, as the food in Sandra’s stomach began to pass through a sphincter into her intestines. “Are you buckled in?” she called back to Ryan.

“Same answer as before, yes,” he said. “Why are you so worried?”

“Just checking,” she said. Using her headlights, she exhaled heavily.  Ahead of her was that same, damn tapeworm. The one that had attacked and digested her cousin, Michelle. 

“Holy shit,” Ryan said. “What the fuck is that?”

Amy informed Ryan that it was a tapeworm. Rather than telling him how she knew this, Amy tried to play it off as another medical issue that she had experienced.

As soon as they got close enough, the massive parasite seemed to detect their presence. The head, as best as they could tell, collided with the side of the submarine, knocking it against the wall of her intestines, villi brushing against the tiny vehicle.

“Don’t make a noise,” Amy whispered, and turned off most of the power to the sub, leaving just the headlights on

“Don’t we need…' 

“Shhh,” Amy said, turning around and making the universal *shut up* gesture.

She had a point. She hoped the tapeworm would be unable to detect any organic material that would interest it. Also, by killing the power, she wanted to come off as just a piece of metal. She felt confident that the flow in her aunt’s intestines could carry them naturally, until they were far enough away from the worm to re-start the sub.

The tapeworm pressed different segments of it’s body against the sub, and manipulated the tiny vehicle. After what seemed like ages, the worm released what little hold it had on the sub. It appeared the tangled bundle of noodles which was not digested had caught the attention of the worm.

There was an exhale from the passenger bay. “Do you think…”

Amy turned around again and put her finger up to her lips. Ryan just nodded and sat silently.

The motion of the tapeworm moving around and starting to eat the semi-digested noodles from Sandra’s stomach caused Sandra to place her hand on her stomach and groan.

“Are they doing their job in there?” Chloe said with a laugh, assuming this was the result of her tiny children.

“Yeah, I think they’re making a different,” Sandra said with a smile while rubbing her stomach. “I just hope they’re not having any troubles dealing with it.”

There was an awkward pause, as Sandra did not even realize what she said.

“Wait,” Chloe said, a confused look taking over her face. “Dealing with what?”  More awkward silence.

“I….uhhhh,” Sandra looked nervous as her eyes tried to avoid those of her older sister. “Well….”

“Sandra,” Chloe said, a bit more stern. “What’s wrong?”

There was a big exhale from Sandra. “Well, you see,” she said. “I kind of have a tapeworm.” She and Chloe just looked at each other. There was no emotional freakout from Chloe…yet.

“You have a tapeworm…..and you just swallowed my two children?” this was just meant with a nod from Sandra.

“WELL FUCKING LET THEM OUT!” Chloe screamed.

Meanwhile, everything was going just fine for Amy and Ryan. Amy’s plan had worked like a charm and the tapeworm lost interest in them very quickly. They continued to not take any chances and slowly made their way through their aunt’s intestines. After a while, the miniaturized duo began to wind down their journey through the small intestine and approached the entrance of the rectum.

“What do you mean you can’t throw them up?!” and irate Chloe shouted and Sandra.

“I tried, nothing came up!  I don’t think they’re in my stomach any more,” Sandra tried to reason with her older sister.

“Well then shit them out!” Chloe demanded, slamming the toilet seat down and insisting her younger sister take a dump in front of her right now.

After several awkward minutes of Sandra sitting on the toilet and occasionally letting out a fart, she just looked at Chloe and shook her head. “They’re not ready to come out yet,” she said with a shrug. She then proceeded to sit down and lay back on Chloe and Stephen’s bed. “I do love having them inside me though,” she giggled, and started rubbing the inside of her thigh. 

Chloe had seen enough. She wanted her babies back now.  “Look Sandra, I’m sorry you don’t have to go.  And I also know that they’re PROBABLY fine inside the sub. But I don’t want them near that tapeworm. Wouldn’t you be horrified if your kids were near that thing?”

Sandra’s eyes seemed to light up at hearing this, she bit her lower lip. Truth be told, she wanted her own children inside her body again. She loved it. “Yeah that would be bad,” she fibbed. “I think I’ll need some help freeing your kids.”

“Wait,” Chloe said in an awkward pause, unsure of exactly what this woman meant. “What do you mean?”

Sandra flashed a smile and rolled onto her stomach. She then started to remove her pants.

The miniature submarine was being piloted normally now in Sandra’s rectum. Amy was feeling relieved, glad to have avoided becoming a snack for the tapeworm. She and Ryan were currently just joking around, taking in the disgusting sites of the inside of Sandra’s ass.

“Crap,” Amy said, noting that Sandra’s sphincter was tightly clamped. “She’s gotta loosen up her asshole.” She couldn’t believe she just said that, especially with her brother in the tiny sub. Both siblings laughed.

Several minutes passed when they heard something from outside Sandra’s body. Her asshole seemed to be about to pucker. Briefly, light entered the chamber, almost immediately followed by a giant, pink creature.

“Fuck!” shouted Ryan. “What the fuck is that?!” Amy didn’t have an answer, as the massive pink creature retreated out of the sphincter and continued doing this over and over again. It wasn’t until the massive organism nearly made contact with the sub.

It then dawned on Amy exactly what was entering their aunt’s anus. “Wait….is that a fucking tongue?!”

Sandra was in a sense of naughty ecstasy at the moment. She moaned and pit down into the pillow, as her older sister’s face was buried between her legs. She felt Chloe’s tongue force it’s way into her asshole and then retract. She was in absolute disbelief that she was able to convince her own sister to do this. 

For Chloe, this was an absolutely disgusting experience. It wasn’t just the fact that she was sticking her tongue inside another woman’s ass, but it was the ass of her sister. She wanted to gag and vomit, but she wasn’t thinking clearly and was desperate to free her children after learning about her sister’s tapeworm.

“Is that….is that someone’s tongue?!” Ryan shouted in a panic. Amy managed to pilot the submarine just far enough back that whatever this intruder was, wasn’t going to grab them. Amy’s jaw dropped and eyes went wide. Her brother was right. It was a giant tongue.

“Holy crap,” she mumbled. Someone was actually eating her aunt’s asshole….while they were in there!

Sandra’s moans grew closer and closer together. Her thrusts into the bed intensified. “Fuck yes!  Faster!” she shouted, absolutely loving the feeling of her sister’s tongue inside her ass. “I’m so close!”

Praying that she was almost done, Chloe just closed her eyes and grabbed her sister’s thighs, pulling them closer to her face. She heard her sister scream and then collapse into the bed. Chloe and Sandra then both rushed to the bathroom. Chloe running for the sink and mouthwash, and Sandra racing for the toilet.

Inside the sub in the aunt’s rectum, Ryan and Amy felt their half centimeter sub being forced towards the giant, puckering sphincter. They both screamed as they entered the blinding light and plummeted down towards the toilet.

The two disoriented siblings had to shake the cobwebs loose in their heads. It took them nearly a full minute to realize that they were inside a giant toilet bowl. The looked up, and beyond the white porcelain, they saw the goddess-like faces of their mother and aunt.

Looking down, a playful smiled formed on Sandra’s face. She slowly reached for the handle that flushed the toilet. “Sandra stop!” Chloe screamed at her, causing Sandra to freeze. The malicious aunt just shrugged, and got up and walked away.

After growing back and making sure everything was back to normal, Amy took the time to pull her Aunt Sandra aside.  “Listen Sandra,” she said in her most assertive tone. “That was absolutely uncalled for. You are never going to be involved in the shrinking tech again.”

A shocked and disappointed look took over Sandra’s face. “Wait, are you serious!” she said. “I’m sorry, I got carried away. I really want…”

“Sandra!  Forget it!” snapped Amy, as she started to walk away into the other room to go talk with her family.

The disheartened Sandra began walking out of the house towards her car. Along the way, she saw her brother-in-law, Stephen pulling into the driveway and waved to her as she was exiting the house. All she could think about having him shrink down right in front of her eyes. She wanted to feel his body squirming under her big toe.

Along her drive home, Sandra’s mind was littered with thoughts of her fantasies involving tiny people. She passed a bus, and thought about how much she wanted it inside of her vagina. She saw crowds of people and thought about how they’d feel going down her throat to their doom. She could only hope that her son Paul would be using a shrinking submarine once his medical classes started.

Amy walked into her new patients room, and was surprised to see six people in the room, some talking, some arguing amongst themselves. There was a blonde woman who appeared to be in her mid to late twenties laying on in the patients’ bed. She could be described as a bit chubby, but definitely not fat. Alright, are you Kelly Caminski?” Amy asked the woman in the bed.

“Yep, that’s me,” she said nervously, one hand resting on her stomach. There was a young guy sitting next to her, holding her free hand. It was obvious he was her boyfriend. Kelly went on to explain that the other people in the room were her boyfriend, Alex, her parents, Gwyn and Steven, and her two friends, Melissa and Lindsey.

Kelly was a decently sized woman, with blonde and brown hair coming down to her neck. She was typically clueless and bubbly, only appearing to have one real focus at a time. She was getting pretty hungry at the moment, but kept being told by her boyfriend and parents not to eat anymore, for reasons why they were there in the first place.

“Okay sounds good,” Amy said, taking notes and casually placing the tiny sub down on the table. “And what brings you in today?”

There were a few nervous giggles coming from Melissa and Lindsey, and even one from Gwyn. Steven shook his head, also with a smile, while Kelly and Alex just both looked embarrassed. “So, Alex and I have been dating for a few years now, and today is our anniversary,” she started. Amy wanted to roll her eyes, knowing this was going to be a long story that she did not particularly care about. “We were all out at dinner and Alex sort of proposed to me.”

“Oh congratulations,” Amy said, sipping her coffee.

“Well sort of proposed,” Alex interrupted. “I put the ring in her champagne glass and wanted to do it in front of everyone,” he said. Amy did her best to hide a smile. She had a feeling she knew where this was going. “And SOMEONE just chugged the champagne without looking in it.” Kelly slapped at Alex as he said this.

“Alright, so you’ve got an expensive ring in your belly. Are you in any pain?” Amy asked.

“Yeah a little bit,” Kelly responded. “I really don’t want this going through my intestines. That’ll hurt like hell.”

Explaining how the shrinking process worked, Amy detailed how she would be reduced in size inside the sub and would enter Kelly’s body. Much to Amy’s surprise, Alex and Kelly’s parents insisted on accompanying her.

“Are you sure? It might be dangerous,” she warned. It typically wasn’t policy to let visitors enter the patients, but Amy didn’t really care tonight. She was tired and covering for a co-worker on a double shift. Honestly, she could use the company on this trip. As long as they stayed in the submarine, they should be fine and safe.

“Alright, hang on,” she said, pressing her thumbprint against the back of the sub, causing it to rapidly expand to normal size. There were “oohs” and “aahs” from Kelly’s parents. “Okay, anyone want to join me?” Amy said. She watched in surprise as Alex, Steve, Gwyn and Melissa enter the vehicle, taking seats in the passenger bay.

“I’ll stay out here with Kelly,” Lindsey said, not thrilled with the idea of entering her friends’ gut. “She might get bored.”

“That’s fine,” Amy responded. “So Kelly, we’re going to shrink down very tiny, to about the size of a pill. I’m going to fly us up onto your bedside table. After I do that you can put us on your tongue. Sound good?”

An unnerving feeling washed over Amy, It was something about the look in Kelly’s eyes. “Sounds good!” she said in an excited tone. “Please try to keep the engagement ring safe, I really want to see it!”

Rolling her eyes, Amy walked into the sub and took her seat in the cockpit. She warned the passengers to buckle their seatbelts and gave them the generic safety speech. She began to mutter to herself, “In three…two…one…”

Right before Kelly’s brown eyes, the submarine containing the nurse, her beloved boyfriend, her parents and her friend shrank down. It diminished all the way down to a centimeter long. “Holy crap,” she said aloud. The sub landed right on top of the brown, wooden besides stand next to Kelly.

“OH WOW, YOU GUYS ARE SO TINY!” Kelly boomed, lowering her face down towards the miniature sub. “EVERYTHING MUST BE SO COOL. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’LL ALL BE GOING INSIDE OF ME!”

The giantess was talking a mile a minute, clearly excited. “Jesus she’s loud!” Gwyn said, covering her ears.

“I’m texting her to shut up,” Melissa said with a laugh, putting her phone away. Her text went unanswered.

“THIS IS SO WEIRD, BUT KIND OF COOL. CAN ONE OF YOU TAKE SOME PICTURES? UNLESS IT’S GROSS, I DON’T WANT TO SEE ANYTHING GROSS,” the giantess rambled.

Amy’s companions stared up in awe as the gigantic woman reached down and plucked up the miniaturized sub between two giant fingers. From their angle, Kelly’s face, which was usually always very sweet and comforting, gave off an air of intimidation. It was something her boyfriend had never realized or experienced before.

Kelly meanwhile, kept making winking faces at the sub. “LOOKS LIKE YOU’RE GOING TO BE GETTING INSIDE ME TONIGHT AFTER ALL, BABY!” This line caused Kelly’s parents to shoot an awkward look to Alex, who simply looked down at his phone, trying to avoid eye contact.

She didn’t realize she was doing it, but Kelly was constantly licking her lips. “MOM! DAD! YOU’RE SO TINY! I COULD JUST EAT YOU UP! I’M KIDDING BUT NOT REALLY HAHAHA!”

Inside the cockpit, Amy adjusted to some controls as she listed to Gwyn mom-splaining how the proposal was supposed to go. She was half listening, wanting to just get this over with. The sub had some new technology she really wanted to test out. After her previous encounters with the tapeworm inside of her aunt’s body, as well as similar encounters, the scientists and engineers behind the subs had apparently implemented a few new defensive measures. When inside the body, the sub could now deplete it’s energy reserves and fire a ray which could shrink something as a defensive measure. Amy hadn’t used this yet, but figured she might be able to use it to retrieve the shrink ray.

“OKAY IN YOU GO,” teased Kelly, snapping Amy out of her brainstorm. Her eyes widened as she ship was being lowered towards her mouth.  This was just another day for her, but for everyone else stared out of the sub with mixtures of horror, fascination and almost religious awe. Kelly’s face loomed in front of them, seemingly a thousand times their size if not more, every detail of her youthful appearance on display. Kelly’s parents, boyfriend, and good friend Melissa could see every single pore on her face, her eyes appeared like massive lakes bigger than Olympic pools. Her lips seemingly had hundreds of individual wrinkles on each bright, red puffy mound. It was incredible, made even more incredible when Kelly opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out. Everyone flinched, even Amy felt herself momentarily taken aback. The sight of her massive, yawning maw only caused one emotion: dread. That fear only grew as they were lowered down onto her tongue. The pink, soggy ground welcoming them with saliva strands draped about. Sitting in Kelly’s mouth, all they could do was wait to be swallowed.

“BYE GUYS! I’LL SEE YOU LATER!” the giantess teased as she tilted her head back. She had grabbed a plastic cup of water and began to drink it, carrying the pill sized sub towards the back of her throat in a flood of liquid.

Amy remained pretty quiet, focusing on her job, while listening to Kelly’s family and friends chat in the passenger bay. She could overhear them talking about how amazing this was as they descended down Kelly’s mostly dark esophagus. It annoyed her a bit that Melissa, Steve and Gwyn were treating this as if they were shrunken tourists in some attraction. This was the human body, and Amy knew it could be incredibly dangerous to tiny people. At least Kelly’s boyfriend seemed to have his wits about him.

Soon enough, the shrunken quintet passed through the sphincter into Kelly’s large, gaseous, churning stomach. They began in a freefall towards the lake of stomach acid, but Amy was experienced and pulled up, allowing the sub to land gently. She enjoyed hearing the panicked screams from the passengers.

“Okay everyone, welcome to you friend/girlfriend/daughter’s stomach,” Amy said, allowing the sub’s headlights to illuminate their surroundings. She had heard all of the comments before. People amazed at seeing the inside and giant bodies of people they knew.

“This is awesome,” Alex said, pressing his face up against the window. He couldn’t believe he was actually inside his girlfriend’s stomach. “I need to send Kelly a picture of this.” He soon whipped out his phone and snapped a picture, before sending it off to his soon-to-be fiancée.

Without warning, Melissa jumped a bit. “Oh shit,” she muttered. “I’ve got Kelly’s phone.”

“Eh, it’ll be fine,” Alex said with a shrug. “We’ll just give it to her once we’re out of here.”

The shrunken crew set their sights upon what looked like an island floating in Kelly’s stomach. The group had been at a semi-nice restaurant before the attempted proposal had gone down. Everyone except Kelly knew of Alex’s plan, but no one expected Kelly to suck down her champagne so quickly.

“There!  Next to her dinner!” Steve called out, pointing towards the island.

“Jesus it’s disgusting,” Gwyn said, trying her best not to vomit.

Amy adjusted the ship’s headlights and she got a better look at the island. Both of Kelly’s parents were right. The expensive looking diamond ring was partially submerged in the bubbling liquid. And yes, the island did look disgusting. It looked like partially chewed salmon and some kind of fancy potatoes, stewing and slowly digesting in this woman’s stomach.

“Alright, we’re getting closer,” Amy said, pulling up to the giant mound. She killed the power to the sub, as the stomach loudly rumbled around them. Melissa screamed and jumped to her feet, causing an annoyed look from Alex.

Amy went on to explain to the shrunken group what she was about to do. “Alright, so I’m gonna shrink the ring. After that, we’ll climb up through the hatch on top of the submarine and grab the ring.”

There was an awkward pause. “Is that…is that safe?” Gwyn asked. “It is stomach acid after all.”

“Trust me ma’am, it’ll be fine,” Amy explained. “Whoever grabs it will only have their hand in the acid for a second or two. It’ll be easy to wash off, just a little tingle at the worst.”

“Relax honey, I’ll do it,” Steven said with a laugh. “She’s my LITTLE girl after all!”

Amy sat in the cockpit adjusting some dials preparing to shrink the ray. She knew they’d be stuck here for a bit after. She could hear the hatch open and looked over to see Steve and Alex climbing up the hatch to the deck of the sub. “Whatever,” she muttered. She narrowed the headlights onto the ring and pulled the newly installed trigger. A beam fired out of the struck the diamond ring. It slowly began to reduce smaller and smaller, breaking free from the chewed piece of grilled asparagus it was seemingly stuck to. “Damn, that’s really cool,” Amy said as the ring began to drift towards the sub.

--

Back at normal size, Kelly felt a slight discomfort in her belly, caused by the shrink ray firing and the sub causing vibrations in her stomach.

“You alright?” Lindsey asked looking up from her phone.

“Yeah I’m…I’m fine,” Kelly said, feeling a building pressure inside of her. “I uh…uh…” Before Kelly could finish her sentence, her hand raced to her mouth to cover it. Lindsey’s eyes went wide, as Kelly released a titanic burp of hot air.

“Oh my god!” Lindsey said, jumping to her feet. “Kelly be careful!”

“Relax,” Kelly laughed, patting her stomach. “Everything is fine in there.” Her stomach let out an incredibly loud gurgle, as if to agree with her. Lindsey shrugged, clearly not believing her hospitalized friend. That said, it wasn’t her place to criticize Kelly. She walked out to use the bathroom down the hall as Kelly reached into her purse.

Feeling hungry, Kelly figured a little snack wouldn’t hurt. Sure her boyfriend told her not too, she didn’t have to listen to him. He wasn’t here right now, after all. He was in her giant, gurgling stomach, so he could complain to her later. As of right now, she was hungry.

Reaching into her purse, Amy pulled out a pack of almonds and began pop them in her mouth, chewing them and sending them down into her stomach. A few of them she accidentally swallowed whole.

“Everything will be fine,” she mumbled to herself, a bit more preoccupied and annoyed that she couldn’t find her phone. She really wanted to see pictures of that ring. Her stomach gurgled again and she patted it. Everything’s fine, she thought. She couldn’t have been more wrong.

--

Watching the shrink ray reduce his daughter’s future engagement ring, Steve was amazed at what science was now capable of. He saw the ring drifting towards the sub. It was now about the size of a life preserver and Steve figured it would be easy enough to grab. Taking a step forward, he reached into the churning soup and pulled out the diamond engagement ring!

He dropped it on top of the submarine’s deck and began wiping off his hands quickly. Amy was right, that stomach acid did tingle. He didn’t think it would do any damage and was about to make a joke to his future son-in-law, when Kelly’s insides emitted a terrifying growl.

Without warning, a sonic boom that was Kelly’s burp echoed throughout the stomach, rattling the ship. Along with Melissa, Alex and Gwyn, Steve attempted to cover his ears. As he did this, he stumbled backwards from the rumble, and plummeted into his daughter’s stomach acids.

As the ringing in the ears of the other tiny occupants stopped, they soon heard the mortified and pained screams of Steve as he flailed around. “Oh my god, we need to help him!” shouted Gwyn, as she reached out. Unfortunately, Steve had drifted out to far.

His mortified screams became muffled as he descended below the surface of his daughters’ stomach acid. The group watched in silence as his hand broke the surface, along with a series of air bubbles. Soon enough the arm descended again.

Alex, Gwyn and Melissa just stood there motionless. Amy had also walked up onto the deck, having witnessed it all herself as well. She didn’t want to say anything. She knew that Steve had just been digested by his “little girl.”

Gwyn began to cry, while Melissa and Alex just stood there in silence. “We…we should go back insi…” Amy began to say, before a groaning sound came from the sphincter above them leading to the stomach.

“Oh shit,” Alex shouted, hearing a loud splash, and seeing pieces of partially chewed almonds crashing down into the sea of highly acidic liquid. “She’s fucking eating!”

“Amy can’t you pilot us out of here?!” Gwyn screamed frantically.

Realizing what they were temporarily trapped, Amy began to freak out. “We...we can’t! We used the power to shrink the diamond ring. We gotta find a way out naturally,” Amy shouted.

Before the tiny quartet could get back down into the “safety” of the submarine, one of the almonds Kelly had accidentally swallowed whole crashed down next to the sub. A tidal wave of stomach acid washed over the sub,

There were screams as Amy, Gwyn, Alex and Melissa all were washed into the acidic lake. Amy was the first to re-surface, right next to the sub. She gagged and rapidly clawed her way back up the ladder onto the sub, quickly trying to wipe as much acid off her as she could. Then she took a second to look at her surroundings. And listened.

She heard a thud as the diamond ring landed on the deck. Alex had been submerged with ring, but had thought quickly enough to use it as a life preserver, and kicked his way back to the sub. “This fucking hurts!” he shouted, as his leg had been badly injured by the stomach acid.

Amy began to tend to him, when she heard more screams. She saw Melissa. The tiny woman was treading acid and screaming in pain. Before Amy or Alex could do anything to attempt to rescue her, a gurgling sound erupted from above, and a partially chewed almond landed right on top of Melissa. Amy and Alex both watched speechlessly as the mound of food pulled Melissa down into the depths of Kelly’s stomach. They watched as the impact of the almond knocked Kelly’s phone into the air, before it too disappeared into the fluid.

“Oh god! Help me!” a middle aged voice shrieked. “Don’t let it get me!” Amy turned and saw the panicking Gwyn sprawled out on a dissolving tiny piece of salmon, like Rose out of the Titanic.

“Hang on, Mrs. Caminski!” shouted Alex. “We’re going to rescue…ah shit!” Alex fell down, clutching his leg in agony. Turning back to Gwyn, Amy screamed in panic. The miniscule piece of salmon sank, and Gwyn was too far out of reach to be helped. The woman began to succumb to her daughter’s stomach acid. She screamed in agony before she disappeared down beneath the surface.

Amy and Alex sat for nearly a half hour in mostly silence, only speaking when Amy needed to tend to Alex’s injured leg. “Can you…can you go down into the passenger bay? We should have enough power to fly back up.”

Using all the power in the sub’s systems, Amy fired up the submarine which managed to free itself from Kelly’s stomach acids, and began traveling back up the esophagus. Then into her mouth.

--

Sitting there on the bed, Kelly flipped channels on the T.V. in her room. Lindsey had left and she was just killing time at the moment. Then she felt something on her tongue. Opening her mouth, she pulled out the one centimeter submarine, and glared at it with a twisted smile.  “AWWW, WAS MY TUMMY TOO MUCH FOR YOU,” she teased, having no idea how true that statement was. “MAYBE YOU ALL NEED A CLOSER LOOK AT MY BODY, LIKE MY BUTT!” she laughed. The giantess stood up and lowered the tiny submarine towards the back of her pants, pulling her jeans back, revealing a terrifying crack.

“Kelly no don’t do this!” screamed Alex as he clutched his leg in agony.

“I’M JUST TEASING YOU GUYS,” she said, before placing the submarine back down in the middle of the room. The thought of having a tiny version of her boyfriend inside her ass was incredibly appealing to her.

She watched as the sub grew back and Amy stumbled out. Then her beloved boyfriend limped out gripping his leg.

“Wait, what happened?” Kelly asked confused.

--

“They ALL got digested?” Kelly said in amazement, placing her hand on her stomach.

Amy had explained everything to Kelly, who was surprisingly and strangely calm about it. She seemed sad, but not the kind of sad when you find out you digested your parents and best friend. Amy assumed it was because she was far too focused on admiring the ring on her finger. Alex had gone through a lot to get it, and now had been taken to the Emergency Department where he was being treated for burns.

“So, did you happen to find my cell phone?” Kelly asked, looking up at the annoyed face of Amy. “I had a lot of pictures and things on there. I really want to post this picture of the ring.”

Barely able to believe the audacity of this bitch, Amy began to walk away out of the room. “You fucking digested it,” she said, shaking her head.

“Are you serious?!” screamed Kelly, sitting up with a tear trickling down her cheek. As Amy walked away, she could hear Kelly’s stomach grumble again, followed by a burp.

“Shit,” Kelly mumbled. “I’m kind of hungry.

It had been a relatively slow last few weeks for Amy, as far as shrinking nurse procedures go. In fact, in the last ten days, she had only been shrunken once. A doctor she was working with had a patient with a lump on their ankle. Amy probably didn’t need to shrink to take a closer look, just wanted an excuse. Normal nurse work was fine and was what she wanted to do at first, but she was beginning to get bored by it.

Because of this, Amy was excited when her boss, Marge, pitched her a new idea. She wanted to have Amy start training new nurses and doctors to start using the shrinking technology. The shrinking tech was taking off, and was now being incorporated by other hospitals in the area. Marge wanted Amy to be the one responsible for training people to use this amazing piece of equipment.

Amy was taking this very seriously. She had a few tough decisions to make. Who would she first train to use the shrinking sub? Who would be the giant, or normal sized person, that the trainee would explore? Was she ready for this type of responsibility?

The answer to her questions came to her easily, when her younger cousin Paul, now a freshman in college, texted her asking to get lunch. She was more than happy to oblige and the two met up at a local café. She and Paul have had a strange relationship since the incident inside of her Aunt Sandra. Paul’s twin sister had been digested by a tape worm, and more terrifying, his mom couldn’t have seemed to care less. She was much more focused on having more tiny people inside of her. This included Paul. Paul had always wanted to go into the medical field, probably a doctor of some sort, but now every time it came up, Sandra would mention to him that he should also learn how to pilot a shrunken sub. Eventually as the two caught up over lunch, Amy pitched the idea to him.

“So, you want me to learn how to use the submarine while I’m shrunken down?” Paul asked, sipping his raspberry iced tea. “Does this have anything to do with my mom?”

“No, not at all,” Amy responded, rolling her eyes. “I actually haven’t talk to Sandra since she swallowed the sub with me and Ryan in it.” She went on to explain this was coming from her boss. She had already run all this by Marge, and she was on board with it. She knew that Paul was still a college student, but thought it was a good idea for Amy to start her training with somebody she knew and was comfortable with.

Paul took another sip of his iced tea and paused, momentarily lost in thought. This did sound like a good opportunity to him and it would probably look great on his resume. “So, do I have to know anything about controlling the size of the sub? Cause obviously I don’t.”

“Don’t worry about that,” Amy laughed. “We made some new updates to it. I can now control the sub remotely and shrink it down with people inside it.” There was a pause as this seemed to make Paul nervous. Amy gave him a reassuring smile. “It’s safer than before. It can get you out of a jam quicker in case of emergencies.”

This seemed to calm Paul down just a bit. “Okay, that does sound kind of cool. Who do I need to go inside of?”

Amy shrugged and took another sip of her hard cider. “How about me?” she asked.

--

In a quiet wing of the hospital, Amy and Paul found a room and began to set up the size changing submarine. They both watched as the sub grew to a size big enough to contain a person in the middle of the room. Stepping inside with Paul, Amy began to point out the controls and how to operate everything. “Okay, you ready to get tiny, little guy,” Amy said in a condescending manor, which she could tell made her cousin visibly uncomfortable.

“I…I uh…I’m not really sure about this,” Paul said, not wanting to say that he was freaking out but it was clear on his face. “What if something happens? I really don’t want to end up in your stomach, like when my mom swallowed us,” he said.

It didn’t take a genius to realize that he was having flashbacks to the only other time he was miniaturized. He had no desire to go into a stomach again. Amy could easily see this in Paul’s face. “Remember, you’re not going into my stomach, you’re just gonna be in my nostrils,” she said, trying her best to reassure him. She could instantly tell that it was not working.

“Look, you’re going to be safe inside the sub,” she said. “I know for a fact that I don’t have a tapeworm. Also, I can control the sub remotely now. As long as you stay in the sub, you’ll be safe.”

Maybe Amy had just finally gotten to him, but Paul exhaled and seemed to relax just a bit. “Alright, let’s do it. Time to shrink,” he said, trying desperately to hype himself up. Amy couldn’t contain a smile. She was very proud of her cousin for (sort of) following in her footsteps. Sure, he had to be coerced into it a bit, but he was still doing it. Watching Paul enter the submarine and shut the door, Amy bit her lip and smiled. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she activated the remote controlling the sub’s size. She was extremely excited and intrigued at the idea of watching other people shrink, rather than her, herself.

Fingers shaking with anticipation, Amy punched in the size she wanted the submarine: two millimeters. Almost immediately after hitting the button, Amy’s eyes widened watching the sub dwindle down to size. She was wearing comfortable shoes that she could stand all day in, but inside those shoes, Amy’s sexy, pedicured toes were curling with excitement and glee. The titanic woman took a step forward towards the sub, which now resembled a tiny bug on the floor. She reached down to pluck it up between two fingers, though she couldn’t help but notice the subtle pulses in excitement coming from her crotch.

Lifting the shrunken sub up to her eye, Amy’s giant brown pupils darted back and forth, studying her new prize. She absent mindedly licked her pink lips, inadvertently scaring the shit out of Paul. Inside the submarine, Paul was hyperventilating, trying his absolute hardest not to freak out. “Oh god, oh no,” he whimpered. “She’s gonna eat me!”

Of course, Amy had no intentions of eating her cousin. She did care about him after all, and this was an important part of her new training responsibilities. She placed the two-millimeter sub down on a wooden table in the room and hovered over it. Her breathing washed over the tiny vehicle and caused it to rock gently. “HOW’S THE VIEW DOWN THERE, LITTLE GUY,” she said to emphasize her point. Sure, she knew it was cheesy but she couldn’t resist t. “Shit, I can really get used to being the giant,” she mumbled to herself, thinking about all the possibilities she could have.

While Amy was having the time of her life at her normal size, Paul couldn’t take it anymore. Hands shaking, he unbuckled his seatbelt and reached for his phone. He began to type out a frantic text message to Amy, deciding he couldn’t go through with this. Before he had a chance to finish typing it out though, a giant shadow overtook the sub.

Cutting off the light, the giant face of Amy began to lower itself towards the table. Her lips were pouty and her eyes seemed to be uncaring, as if Paul and his safety were meaningless to her. Paul looked through the windshield and let out several panicked screams. Everything Amy had told him about being safe had left his mind now. This was fight or flight mode for him. He chose flight.

Not thinking clearly, Paul rushed to the door of the sub and forced it open. With the submarine only two millimeters long, this meant Paul was nearly the size of a speck, maybe half a millimeter tall at best. He fell on his hands and knees on the wooden table, and stumbled to his feet. He then felt the winds start to pick up around him. He looked up and saw two cavernous black holes descending, ready to take him far away from hear. Then the nostrils flared. A hurricane force wind swept up everything. The sub, particles of dust on the table, and Paul. The tiny college student screamed in horror as he disappeared into the nasal passage of his giant older cousin.

Amy covered her nose momentarily, trying everything she could not to sneeze. “Agh, too much dust,” she giggled to herself, tilting her head back to make sure the submarine didn’t come tumbling right out. She waited a few seconds for Paul and the sub to settle, and then gradually lowered her head back down. Checking her phone, she fired off a text to Paul to make sure everything was okay. He didn’t respond, immediately, but she just assumed he was distracted. She recalled her first time being inside someone’s nose, that someone being her good friend Sarah, and how chaotic that was.

While she was correct that Paul was a bit distracted at the moment, it wasn’t because of his amazement at the new environment in the tiny sub. It was because he was smaller than a millimeter tall, trapped outside of the sub’s safe walls, in the disgusting nostril of his older cousin. He screamed and shouted for help, though he soon realized it was pointless. Paul was tangled in a nest of Amy’s nasal hairs, which were momentarily holding his body in place. Each breath she took threatened to suck Paul deep into her body.

“Oh god, this is so fucking gross,” whimpered Paul, his voice cracking out of panic and fear. The thin, black hairs had him tied around his left leg and he tried desperately to pull himself free. He felt something cold and wet drip onto his head and the back of his neck, causing him to shutter. Reaching up, he realized it was mucus dripping down from the roof of Amy’s nasal passage. “Amy get me out of here,” he screamed.

With a “mighty” heave, Paul managed to pull himself away from the nose hairs which had him entangled. He had no opportunity to celebrate though. He instantly felt himself falling and sliding through the cavernous nostril of his older cousin. He shouted and closed his eyes, as course hairs smacked his body like branches in a forest. Suddenly he felt his body stop.

Opening his eyes, Paul tried to move but found it extremely difficult. He shouted and tried to pull himself to his feet, but fell right back down on his face. Struggling to lift his head, it became immediately clear to Paul that he was currently stuck in a sticky, hardening puddle of Amy’s mucus. “Crap,” Paul muttered, trying to lift his hand to up to his face to wipe off the snot. It was getting more and more difficult to do so, as Paul’s head fell back into the puddle. He tried to scream, though it only resulted in a mouthful of Amy’s mucus.

Something wasn’t sitting right with Amy. She surely should’ve heard back from Paul right now, and she wasn’t really feeling the sub moving around. Feeling a bit uneasy, she send off another text to Paul, simply reading, “Everything okay in there?”

Continuing his struggles in Amy’s massive nose, Paul had ended up in quite a dangerous position. The hardening mucus had most of his body stuck to the wall and ground of Amy’s nostril. Even the left side of his face was in the hardening, yellowish sludge. He had managed to keep his right arm out of the goop and kept it free. Then he felt a familiar vibrating sensation in his pocket. “No way!” he shouted, and cursed himself for being such a panicked idiot that he totally forgot about his cell phone. Reaching into his pocket, he began to frantically type out a message to Amy as best he could with his one free hand.

Pulling out her phone to read the text message, Amy let out a loud, audible gasp. “SHIT, NO!” she shouted, reading her cousin’s text. Her mind began to race. How the hell did this happen? Didn’t he know not to get out of the sub? Was he still in her nose?  Was he still alive?  Not wanting anything worse to happen to him, Amy slid her phone into her pocket, and then rushed out of the room to find some coworkers for a rescue mission.

Unfortunately for Paul, things had gone from bad to worse. Despite the fact it meant she was very concerned about him, Amy’s gasp may have spelled disaster for him. He had gone from glued to the wall of her nasal passage in her mucus, to launched into the back of her throat. He screamed in horror as his miniscule body had been inhaled and was stuck to the slimy wall of her throat. This was fine, until he slowly felt his body, which was star-fished against the wall, began to slide down the pink surface towards her esophagus.

In her panic, Amy fired off another text to her shrunken cousin, and nervously paced as he had not responded. She didn’t know it, but his phone had actually been inhaled so far that it had disappeared down her throat and was currently submerged in the acidic pool of her stomach. Soon enough, three of her coworkers walked into the room, two women and a man, with the man placing a submarine down on the floor and growing it back to normal. These coworkers were Alexis (her work best friend), Michelle (a new nurse) and Marvin (a nurse who was infatuated with Amy).

With a deep breath, Amy went on to explain to her coworkers what she needed them to do. Maintaining her composure the best she could, Amy profusely thanked her coworkers for agreeing to shrink down inside the sub for a rescue mission. She knew she’d owe them big time, despite the fact that she feared how Marvin could cash in on this favor.

She watched anxiously as they shut the doors to the sub, and quickly the sub shrank down right in front of her. It dwindled down to the same size as the sub that was already lost somewhere within her body: two millimeters. She reached down and plucked up the sub between her hands, shaking with nervousness. 

“THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH,” Amy said to the sub, as her nostrils started to flare. “PLEASE BE CAREFUL.”

“Holy shit she’s huge,” mumbled Marvin, clearly a bit intimidated.

“Oh what’s the matter?” laughed Alexis from the pilot’s chair. “Haven’t you always wanted to be inside Amy?” This was met with chuckles from both Alexis and Michelle, while Marvin just mouthed “Fuck You”, flipped her off and started laughing as well.

The sub entered Amy’s nose carefully, not getting straight inhaled as Paul’s sub did. The shrunken team began to explore the cavernous nostril. It wasn’t long before they found the sub tangled in a mess of nasal hairs and mucus. After a short group decision, the ground decided that Marvin would hop out and search the area on foot. He would then climb into the other sub and use that to safely traverse Amy’s body.

--

While all this was happening, Amy nervously walked around an empty patient room, her mind racing as she tried to figure out what to do. She impulsively texted Paul again, but obviously there was no response. She sat in a chair and tried to take deep breaths, hoping it would help her relax. She felt a gurgle in her stomach but paid very little attention to it. She was busy trying to sort out her thoughts. As nervous as she was to have all these people inside of her, she couldn’t help but feel an awkward sexually excitement at the amount of power she currently had.

--

With the three tiny nurses currently on a rescue mission, and Amy doing her best to remain calm, Paul had just plummeted downward. He had traveled down his cousin’s slimy esophagus. His entire body was covered in a gross slime, and he had just passed through the sphincter leading to Amy’s churning stomach. He screamed bloody murder as he fell down into the acidic lake. Having been inside a stomach before, Paul knew that he needed to get out of this liquid as soon as possible.

In a desperate attempt to avoid the lethal lake, he doggy paddled as quickly as possible, and he could feel something solid in front of him. It was Amy’s lunch, a large, digesting burger. Knowing this would be the best temporary sanctuary he would find, he hauled himself onto the chewed mountain and collapsed in exhaustion.

--

Finding no sign of Paul in Amy’s nasal passage, Marvin sighed as he started walking over towards the submarine. He was actually glad to be alone, finding it very exciting and even erotic that he was in the nose of his beautiful coworker. His left hand slipped into his pants, as his right hand typed out a casual text message to Amy, revealing that he found nothing. He didn’t think anything of it.

--

Glancing down at her phone, Amy’s eyes widened. She wasn’t aware that the group split up, and now just had a message from Marvin on her phone. “No sign of your cousin, probably gonna check you’re throat,” it read. Her eyes widened. She began to sweat. If Paul wasn’t in her nose, where the hell was he?!  “SHIT!” she shouted. It was loud for her, it was incredibly dangerous for the shrunken people inside of her.

--

As Amy shouted, the walls around Marvin began to shake and vibrate. It felt like an earthquake was about to happen, only for him it was worse. It was a cave in. With the walls around him seemingly in motion, Marvin collapsed to the floor of the nostril and landed on his face. He was dazed and confused as he started to turn over onto his back. As he started to sit up to regain his balance, he looked up at the ceiling of the cave.

“Oh fuck, no!” shouted the tiny, hopeless romantic.

These were the last words Marvin said. A giant (in reality, tiny) glob of mucus which was clinging to the roof of the nostril became dislodged. Marvin watched, frozen in fear, as the mucus fell, landing directly on his body. The impact knocked out the poor, young man, causing him to fade into unconsciousness as his body was covered in the sticky substance. This included his head, as the snot covered him and soon cut off his oxygen.

--

While Marvin had suffocated in the nasal passage of Amy, Alexis and Michelle were currently in the friend and coworker’s stomach. They had assumed Paul had been swallowed, once it was obvious that he was no longer in Amy’s nose. The duo used logic to determine Paul must’ve been inhaled and would’ve gone down Amy’s throat to her esophagus. Alexis decided that they were going down into Amy’s stomach, despite the meek pleas from Michelle insisting that this was a bad idea.

“Come on, we need to get closer,” Alexis insisted. The duo was successful. Using the sub’s headlights, it didn’t take long for them to find the largest mound of slowly digesting food. It appeared to be a burger, with an extra topping on it: Amy’s cousin Paul.  The poor guy had been curled up rocking back and forth, clutching his knees. He nearly jumped out of his skin when the sub’s headlights illuminated the area around him.

With Michelle taking the controls of the sub, Alexis climbed up onto the deck. She knew they’d need to get right up next to the burger mound to allow Paul to climb on. “You’re Paul, right?” Alexis called out, as the traumatized eighteen-year-old walked down towards the sub. He just meekly nodded. “Well, climb on. Let’s get the fuck out of here!” she stated.

As Paul was in the process of climbing onto the deck of the submarine, Alexis did her best to grab his hand. This left her in a vulnerable position near the edge and railing of the sub. Without any warning, a single word came out of nowhere and echoed around them.

“SHIT!”

This was obviously Amy shouting. The trio in her belly had no way of knowing that Amy had just received Marvin’s texted, and was reacting to finding out that Paul was not in her nose. She meant no harm by it, but it would have a devastating effect for her work best friend.

Paul fell forward, collapsing on the deck, relatively safe. The impact caused Alexis to lose her balance and tumble over the rail, into the toxic, acid sea with a splash.

Lifting his head, Paul heard the cries of pain and screams. He could see Alexis flailing in the water, screaming for help as the fluids began to eat away at her. He wanted to help, it’s what his instincts were screaming at him to do. But something prevented him.  He began having flashbacks to his own sister. He remembered watching helplessly as she was digested by a tapeworm right in front of him. The visuals made him nearly vomit. He saw everything through the worm’s clear skin.

Unable to bring himself to help, he began to rock back and forth and whimper. Down inside the sub, Michelle was also in a panic. She was still new and had no way of knowing what to do. All she could think of was opening the hatch and screaming “Paul, get down here!  It’s safe in here!” He did not need to be told twice.

Entering the passenger bay of the sub, Michelle and Paul watched helplessly as Alexis fell beneath the surface. They both felt extremely guilty, but didn’t say anything. Paul simply buckled himself in. Michelle took a deep breath, and began firing off a text towards Amy. She detailed as much as she could through a text message. She mentioned finding Paul, splitting up from Marvin, and losing Alexis to Amy’s own stomach. She ended it by saying they were reading to be coughed up.

--

Amy read the text message and had absolutely no idea how to respond. Of course she felt guilty and horrified reading over the text, but not as bad as she should have. It was that same erotic feeling over power she felt earlier. It was stronger this time, and Amy was having a harder and harder time of controlling it. She began to understand why people like Renee, Matt and her own Aunt Sandra loved this so much. While her right hand went towards the back of her throat to force herself to vomit up her cousin and coworker, her left hand was now in her pants, finding her clit.

--

After throwing up the sub, Amy actively decided against growing it back to normal. She was relishing having two tiny captives far too much.  In the empty patient room, she placed the sub down on the beside table, while she thrust her hips back and forth while masturbating.

Paul was having flashbacks again towards his ravenous, sex-crazed, giant mother. He was staring at the vagina of someone MUCH larger than himself, as she pleasured himself. He did the same thing he did under pressure: shut down. He just looked away and started to tear up, praying for this all to end.

Being a relatively recent hire, Michelle had not been tiny very often. She had obviously never been in a situation like this, and this horny giant was not responding to Michelle’s frantic texts. Not thinking clearly, Michelle began to run out of the sub and wave her arms, trying to get the attention of her giant coworker.

Amy licked her lips staring down at the two-millimeter vehicle. She was fantasizing about it re-entering her body: her ass, her mouth, her wet vagina. Her ego was screaming at her to snap out of it, but her id was winning out in this. Then she saw a tiny woman (or what looked like a woman) rush out of the sub.

“COME HERE!” Amy demanded. One massive, well-manicured hand with dark blue nail polish reached down and plucked up the woman who was less than a millimeter tall. She moaned loudly, and began rocking back and forth harder, starting to orgasm.

Feeling the pressure build, Michelle started to scream and then silence. Amy had squeezed her fingers together a little too hard, and caused Michelle’s absolutely miniscule body to implode. Looking down, Amy’s eyes widened and she bit her lower lip again. “OOPS,” she giggled.

--

With the sub back and normal size, an absolutely shocked Paul walked out. He saw his cousin standing there with a strange expression on her face. “Glad you made it out safely,” she said with a smile.

All he could do was nod without saying anything. He had no idea what his cousin was thinking. He had never felt more powerless in his life.

“So you should probably do another session soon,” Amy said with a cocky tone in her voice. Paul just looked down nervously and started to walk out of the room.

Sitting in a conference room, Amy was chatting with her coworker and fellow nurse, Heather. They were not sure why, but they were both called into a meeting with the hospital’s social media marketing department. They were also told to bring a shrinking submarine with them. Both Amy and Heather had their assumptions as to why they were called in. It was the social media department after all. Amy was by far the post proficient nurse in the shrinking submarine program, but Heather was no longer a slouch herself. Both were totally capable nurses, and figured this was some kind of marketing thing.

“Think we’ll be in a commercial?” Heather laughed, with hints of hopefulness in her voice.

Amy shrugged. She was also interested in that idea, though not as much as Heather. “Who knows,” she said, scrolling through her phone. She had an extremely busy schedule, and knew that there were a bunch of new trainees she was supposed to train this coming week. “They’re probably just trying to make more money off us.”

“Hey maybe we’re getting a raise,” teased Heather.

A smile popped up across Amy’s face. “Alright Heather, now you’re being unbelievable.” The two nurses laughed together and continued to catch up over nursing stories.

It soon dawned on the two nurses that the Social Media Manager was running late. Amy wasn’t sure who the current Social Media Manager was, Soon enough, the door to the office opened, and a tall, blonde imposing figure entered the room. “Hello ladies, miss me?” the woman said.

Both Amy and Heather’s jaws dropped. Anger started to race through both of their veins as the all too familiar figure strolled in front of them with a cocky smile. It was someone they had both encountered involving the use of the shrinking submarine. Someone who had previously swallowed Amy whole, and threatened to insert and imprison Heather deep within her ass. It was Renee, the former intern.

“Renee what the fuck are you doing?” snapped Amy, instantly triggered at the site of the woman who carelessly devoured multiple nurses and members of the medical staff. The young blonde woman stood at over six feet tall in her high heels, wearing business attire including a grey jacket which she still looked incredibly attractive in. With her short blonde hair and pouty pink lips, she resembled a young Cameron Diaz. A young Cameron Diaz who was either a completely dangerous airhead, or an untrustworthy and cunning psychopath.

“Yeah, how the fuck are you here?” Heather said, also extremely irritated seeing this woman again. “Weren’t you fired?!”

Renee’s lips twisted into a smile and she gave an indifferent shrug. “Well yeah, from my old intern position. But you do realize that the Hospital President is my dad right?”

“Are you serious?” Amy said, growing more and more annoyed. “So I’m guessing you didn’t face any penalties then, did you?”

“Of course not, my daddy wouldn’t want me to not have a job. Just gave me the Social Media Marketer position right away. I’m not sure who they fired, but it’s mine now!”

Amy and Heather looked at each other, with Heather shaking her head. It was clear she did not want to shrink anywhere around this insane woman. Amy knew exactly what she was thinking. “Look Renee, if you thinking we’re shrinking anywhere around your crazy ass, you’re wrong,” Heather insisted while crossing her arms.

“Oh, we’ll see about that,” Renee said in an extremely condescending way. “Amy, my tummy still misses you,” she teased, while rubbing her stomach, before turning her attention towards Heather. “And you, you’ll still end up inside my asshole someday, but you better pray that you have a tiny sub to protect you,” she said smiling. She loved making people uncomfortable in this fashion.

“But,” she said, with a slight sigh. “That’s not going to happen today. The higher-ups here want us to make a commercial for our shrinking sub technology, and I volunteered to be in it.”

“Great, so let me guess,” Heather snapped. “You want us to shrink down, and you’re gonna hold us up to the camera. Then you’re probably going to eat us or something horrible like that.”

Renee began to laugh and licked her pink lips. “Hmmmm, don’t tempt me,” she giggled. “I do love the sound of that, but that’s not what they wanted.” There was a pause before she continued. “What they want is for me to shrink with you guys and film the ad from my cell phone. Then I’ll post it on the hospitals Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, all of that stuff.”

Heather nodded over to Amy, silently telling her to come talk to her quietly at the other side of the room. Amy obliged and leaned her head down towards the shorter Heather. “What do you think about this?” Heather asked. “Do you trust her?”

Amy turned and looked at Renee who gave an unsettling smile and waved at the two of them in a seductive manor. “No, not really,” Amy responded. “But I don’t think there’s much she can do if she’s tiny too. We need to keep an eye on her though.”

They both turned to face the imposing blonde who stood there with her arms crossed in a confident pose. “So ready to start?” she asked.

--

Standing in the submarine as Amy prepared to shrink it, Renee looked around in amazement. Her very presence irritated both of the nurses, and they both thought that there was absolutely no reason for her to be here.

“Alright, we’re shrinking down in three…two…one,” Amy said aloud. She pulled a few levels and adjusted a few dials, then she sub began to quickly reduce in size. For Amy and Heather, this was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary by now. They had both done this countless times and were totally used to it. For Renee, it was an incredibly unique experience. She was awestruck, except for the quiet “Wow,” she muttered out.

The vehicle came down to a rest at about a quarter of an inch tall as it rested on the mahogany table. Looking back at Heather and Renee, Amy let out a shrug and opened the passenger doors. “Alright, we’re small,” she said. “How do you want this to go?”

“Let’s all go outside the sub,” insisted Renee. “I’ll film it like a selfie, with you hotties standing next to me. I’ll briefly explain what it is, then turn the phone around so they can see that we’re actually tiny. This should get a lot of attention when I upload it.” Neither Amy or Heather particularly liked the idea. Neither was an actress and they both were not a fan of being the “face” of shrinking technology. They thought it would be a weird way to attract creeps like Matt, who decided they wanted one of the shrunken women.

But, if it’s what their bosses at the hospital wanted, it was probably best to keep them happy. “Fine by me,” Heather said, getting up and walking out of the sub, followed closely by Renee then Amy. “Let’s just get this over with.” Amy made sure to stay between Renee and the sub. She still did not trust this woman, and the last thing she wanted was for Renee to make a mad-dash back and lock them out of the sub, growing herself back at her leisure and keeping them miniscule.

Whipping out her phone, Renee examined and admired herself. She made sure to brush her blonde hair out of her face in as sexy of a manor as possible. She bit her pouty, pink lips and adjusted her cleavage. Standing between Amy and Heather, she was nearly a whole head taller than them.

The actual filming probably took less than a minute. Renee’s first line already irritated them, her back nice voice telling the audience, “Hey everyone! Renee Reed, here!” It was almost just entirely Renee talking with Amy and Heather throwing in the occasional “that’s right!” or “it sure is!” with a tone of fake enthusiasm. Amy really didn’t mind it for the most part, except for a few digs that Renee threw at both of them. The main line that irritated Amy was Renee telling the viewer, “Don’t worry it’s totally safe. Amy here has even been inside my stomach,” she said putting a hand condescendingly on Amy’s shoulder. She then turned to Heather and with a wink said, “someday you’ll go inside me too!”

The commercial ended with all three of them waving a the camera and Renee blowing an unnecessary kiss. “We all good?” Amy asked, as she started to make her way back to the sub.

“What, you two don’t wanna have some more fun while we’re this size?” Renee laughed.

“Absolutely not!” Heather said, cutting Renee’s laugh off. She then nodded over at Amy. “Wanna get the sub turned on and ready to grow back?” she asked. “I’ll wait out here with the princess.” Renee shot her a look upon hearing that.

Back inside the submarine, Amy fired up the engines. Everything appeared to be fine, so it should be no problem growing back. Then she both heard and saw the door to the conference room open. In walked a man of titanic proportions. It took a few seconds for Amy to recognize him, but she could soon see this was Harold Reed. The man was the President of the hospital, and also happened to be Renee’s father.

The giant man had come into the room for a reason innocent enough. He had been in a meeting in this conference room earlier today and was looking for his wallet. It had slipped out of his pocket at some point so he thought it best to re-trace his steps. He uttered a curse word under his breath as the wallet was not there, but as he turned to leave something on the table caught his eye.

“We need to leave now!” Heather shouted at Renee, who was frozen in place, staring at the giant man now standing over them. “Come on, what’re you waiting for?”

Renee just shook her head. “Why, what’s the big deal?” She then started jumping up and down and waving her arms like an idiot. “Hi daddy!” she shouted.

Harold stared down at the table, barely able to believe what he was seeing. He had seen the shrinking technology multiple times before, and had even watched one shrink before his very eyes in a demonstration. He remembered it being a very attractive, young nurse doing so. He thought her name was Amy, or something like that.

A dangerous curiosity overtook Harold’s body. He hadn’t actually been able to interact with the submarine when he had witnessed it shrink before. Instead, he could only watch as Marge, the Nursing Manager, held the tiny sub in his hand. Looking down at the table, Harold’s eyes picked up two tiny figures on the table, most likely two of his shrunken nurses. Near them was the submarine they must’ve shrunken down inside of. Reaching down, Harold lifted up the miniaturized sub and began to roll it between his fingers. He had no idea that a third, equally tiny woman was currently stuck inside of it.

“WOW, THIS IS AMAZING,” he said, starting to get more and more excited at the circumstances surrounding him. Placing the submarine inside of his shirt pocket, he turned his attention back down to the two tiny women now trapped on the table. It then dawned on Harold that if he didn’t give them the sub back, then they would have no way to get back to normal size.

“Renee, why is your dad looking at us like that?” Heather said nervously. She was very concerned at the fact that this man had just snatched up their submarine like it was nothing, and currently held it in his shirt pocket. Now his giant form was hunched over, with his face studying them like their were some sort of insects in a laboratory.

“I don’t know,” Renee said, slightly annoyed. “He’s probably trying to recognize me!” the blonde insisted, continuing to do what she could to get recognized. “What the fuck dad?!” she shouted towards the sky in agitation. “Can’t you see it’s me!”

Harold pulled out his phone and fired off a text message to his loyal secretary, Candace. He was asking her to come to the conference room he was currently in as soon as she got the chance. She replied almost immediately, that should would be there when she could.

Lowering his hand down, Harold placed it right next to the two tiny nurses. “CLIMB ON,” he insisted. One of the two shrunken women seemed to have no problem with this, approaching his hand almost eagerly.

“Renee what the hell are you doing?!” shouted Heather, who remained standing motionless, while her shrunken companion made her way towards the giant man’s hand.

“What?  It’s my father,” she said, rolling her eyes. “If he doesn’t help us, who would?”

“I don’t know,” Heather said, sensing something was still off about this.  “This really doesn’t…”

“NOW!” demanded the giant, causing both Heather and Renee to jump. Fearing that she didn’t have a choice, Heather ran to catch up with Renee, and both climbed into the tilted giant hand of their now captor.

Lifting his hand up to his face, Harold’s giant eyes studied the two women. Their extremely tiny size amazed him. He could tell they were both women and assumed they were both very attractive. He had nothing to base that off of, other than the fact that he ogled most of the nurses in this hospital. He had absolutely no way of knowing that one of the shrunken women was not at all a nurse. No way of knowing she was his own daughter.

“YOU TWO ARE STUNNING?” he said, his warm breath washing over the women. He laughed as the shorter one fell onto her ass as he spoke. He liked that he had this much power over them. “I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO SEE HOW OUR SHRINKING TECH WORKED,” he said before closing his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something, before letting out an exhale.

“EH FUCK IT,” he laughed. “I’M IN CHARGE AROUND HERE, I CAN DO WHAT I WANT TO DO.”

With no other warning, two fingers from his other hand reached out and plucked up one of the women. Heather screamed as the air was squeezed from her lungs and she was lifted high into the air off the palm of this giant man.

“Oh god, help me….” the tiny woman wheezed, trying desperately to catch her breath. She was soon speechless, only able to silently mouth the word “no” as she was brought towards the dark cave of Harold’s mouth.

Knowing this was something he really wanted to try, Harold deposited the shrunken woman onto his tongue, and pulled the two fingers back out of his mouth. Loving this feeling of power, he turned his head towards the other shrinkee (Renee) with his mouth open.  “SAY BYE TO YOUR FRIEND!” he said with a laugh.

Renee watched in horror as her own father slightly tilted his head backwards and swallowed. She saw the Adam’s Apple in his throat slowly move up and down, confirming that he swallowed. He then stuck out his tongue in front of the remaining shrunken woman, proving to her that his mouth was now empty.

It didn’t take long for the sobbing shrunken nurse to travel from his mouth, down his esophagus to pass through the sphincter into this perverted man’s stomach. She had always feared she would end up inside a patient like this, but never assumed it was the President of the hospital.  She desperately pounded on the interior walls of Harold’s stomach, though the stomach acid’s were starting to agitate Heather’s skin.

Feeling his stomach gurgle, Harold assumed that his stomach was making short work of his tiny snack. He couldn’t believe what he had just done, but absolutely did not regret it. Then he looked down at remaining tiny “nurse” right there in the palm of his hand.

Petrified at what she had just witnessed, Renee was about to have a meltdown. She had just witnessed her own father pick up and eat a tiny co-worker of hers alive like it was nothing. Worse, she thought, he probably wasn’t done. She was right about that, her father was not done. He lowered his hand down towards the table, tilting it slightly, causing Renee to tumble down. Disoriented, her eyes widened in horror as she looked up at her giant father.

Standing there feeling more power than he ever had been before in his wife, Harold was feeling like he was on top of the world. He adjusted his shirt and pressed his hand against the outside of his shirt pocket, still feeling the tiny submarine trapped inside. He still was completely oblivious to the fact that Amy was currently trapped inside of said submarine. Harold also ended up closing the top button on his pocket, essentially trapping the submarine inside. Sure, Amy might’ve been able to find a way to navigate around it, but she didn’t really want to at the moment. If she tipped Harold off that there was someone inside of the sub, he’d probably try to do something perverse with her also!

While the disoriented Renee tried to regain her footing and get back to her feet, her legs shook as she witnessed what her giant father was doing in front of her. The tiny, two-millimeter woman was speechless and frozen in fear, while her dad un-buttoned and dropped his pants.

A creepy smile stretched over Harold’s face as he exposed his massive (to Renee) penis. This was far from the first time a woman at the hospital had seen Harold’s member, as he had gotten “favors” from plenty of nurses and secretaries. This was however, the first time that any employee of the hospital had seen Harold’s penis from this perspective.

The giant phallus of Harold flopped down onto the table in front of Renee with a THUD. Renee’s jaw dropped as the nauseating aroma hit her and she collapsed to her knees out of stress. The dick began to get more and more erect, becoming a true monster compared to the two-millimeter woman. Biting his lower lip, Harold began to rub the open palm of his hand back and forth over the shaft of his penis. “DO YOU LIKE WHAT YOU SEE?” the giant man laughed sarcastically. The shrunken woman was now crying and whimpering, though Harold had no way of knowing that.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I’m about to do this,” Harold said, inhaling deeply. He then reached down and lifted up the shrunken woman like she was nothing, which she essentially was to him. Renee screamed for her life and tried hopelessly to squirm away, though she knew it was useless. Harold gripped his penis and stiffened it as best he could, bringing Renee’s tiny body to the bulging head, now starting to emit small amounts of precum.

“HAVE FUN IN THERE, MAYBE I’LL EVEN GIVE YOU A RAISE!” Harold mocked, as he started to deposit Renee’s body head first into the slit of his cock. He had obviously never cock-vored a person before, but he made a decision then and there that he would do it again. He watched as his organ devoured the two-millimeter woman quickly, and grinned as he felt her descend down the inside of his shaft.

Suddenly the door to the conference room opened, and a blonde woman in her mid-forties wearing glasses stood there. She was glancing down at her phone. “Hi Mr. Reed, you wanted to see…” she said, stopping her sentence when she saw her boss standing there with his hand around his erection.

Harold just smiled seeing his secretary walk into the room. “Hello Candace,” he said, making direct eye contact with her. “You can probably already tell but I’ve got something I need your help with.”

Candace was unsure of herself at the moment. She had gone down on her boss plenty of times in the past. Some of the times she felt violated and that he was taking advantage of her, some of the times she actually enjoyed it and felt naughty. As a married woman and mother of two kids, she never mentioned these incidents to her family though.

As Candace knelt down close to her boss, he proceeded to tell her about everything that happened, and what he had done with the woman who neither of them knew was Renee.

“Holy shit, you did that?” she whimpered, staring in disbelief at his crotch. She was looking for any signs of movement, and swore she could see something, though it might’ve just been her imagination.

“Fuck yeah I did,” he said confidently. “Now suck that little bitch out of me!”

Candace just shrugged and lowered her head down. She began to fondle Harold’s ballsack with her tongue, it was something she had done plenty of times before. Soon she moved up to his shaft, and eventually the mushroom shaped head. Before long, her head was bobbing back and forth, trying to swallow her bosses manhood whole.

Feeling like he was on cloud nine, Harold casually reached into his shirt pocket and plucked out the tiny submarine, which he began rubbing between his fingers, finally giving Amy a chance to survey the scene. Her past experiences had taught her that Renee and Heather were both probably goners, but she wasn’t prepared to see Candace the secretary full gone doing down on the hospital President.

Feeling like he was about to cum, Harold grabbed the back of Candace’s head with his free hand, and began thrusting his hips, driving his penis further and further into the woman’s throat. He was imaging the hell that tiny bitch in his balls must’ve been going through, and wanted nothing more than to shoot her into the back of Candace’s throat. “Oh fuck!” he said aloud, and began to orgasm in his secretary’s face.

The woman just sat there and took it, making sure to close her eyes as her face became coated in the seminal fluid, particularly her lips. She didn’t move, talk or do anything. Just sat there and tried her best to look sexy.

“Here,” Harold said, extending his arm with the tiny sub between his fingers. “I want to see you eat this too!”

Amy was screaming in a panic, as the giant older blonde’s face grew larger and larger. Candace was clearly trying to make out what this was, and soon deciphered it was a shrunken submarine. She opened her mouth and licked her lips. As she did this, Amy watched as a tiny figure was scooped off her lip with her tongue.

Being brought right in front of the mouth meant Candace’s breath washed over the tiny sub and fogged up the windshield. Even with that, Amy could clearly see the tiny, disheveled body of Renee, exhausted and sprawled out on Candace’s tongue.

“Amy….help!” the tiny woman called, feeling Candace’s saliva start to wash over her body.

Feeling Harold’s grip loosen just enough, Amy put the ship’s engine into overdrive and hit the gas as hard as she could. A burst of energy launched the ship from Harold’s hand and she swerved as far to the right that the law of physics would allow, narrowly missing Candace’s open mouth.

“SHIT GRAB IT!” Harold shouted, as both he and Candace failed to grasp the ship which was on it’s way out of the room. They watched it go under the door and into the hallway.

“Should we go after it?” Candace asked, her face still coated in her bosses seamen.

Harold paused for a second before his common sense returned to him. “No, there’s cameras in the hallway.” He looked back at Candace and smiled. “Stick out your tongue,” he demanded. Candace was happy to oblige, and Harold grinned seeing the collapsed body of that nurse. “Now swallow her!”

Candace just gave a shrug and a wink, before tilting her head back and sending whichever tiny coworker of hers this was to their doom, deep inside of her stomach. Harold just shook his head, starting to get hard again. He wanted another submarine shrunken, this time with Candace inside.

--

Amy continued to pilot the submarine along the baseboards of the hallway until she found a closet she could pull off into. She rode in silence the entire time. She was thinking about Renee, begging for help inside that woman’s jaws, pleading with her. Debating whether or not she did the right thing, she coldly said, “Fuck Renee.”

--

Several days later, and Marge scheduled an impromptu meeting with Amy. It was in regards to an email that Harold Reed, the hospital President had sent to her. He was asking for a talented female nurse to pilot a shrinking submarine for him in a demonstration. He was also asking if it was possible for his secretary, Candace, to be inside when he did this.

Amy’s mind started to fill with rage as she thought about what that asshole did to Heather. “Sure, I’ll be happy to do it,” she said.

It was a relatively quiet day at work for Amy. There were very few patients that came in, none of whom required anything involving shrinking technology. Amy was packing up her bag and getting ready to head home, when one of her co-workers asked if she had received the email from Harold Reed, the hospital president. Rolling her eyes at just the thought of the man, Amy plopped down in front of a computer, logged in and began scrolling.

Reading the email Amy just shook her head at his audacity. He was requesting a demonstration using a submarine or two to show to a few of the hospital administration staff. Her boss and forwarded the email to her, wanting Amy and another nurse named Brooke to pilot the two submarines, with Amy taking the lead. There were a few other nurses who volunteered to come along, and the rest of the spots would likely be taken up by the hospital administrative staff coming along.

Amy saw right through Harold’s message. She could tell he wanted more shrunken people, likely to eat, cock vore and who knows what else. Good thing she was one step ahead of him. She smiled and replied that she would be happy to navigate the submarine. She also began to put together a plan in her head.

--

Knocking on the front door, Amy patiently waiting for the woman to answer. She glanced down at her phone, but looked back up as the door opened, and a surprised woman stood there in front of her.

“Oh Amy,” the woman said, pleasantly surprised. “What…what’re you doing here?”

Amy sighed, clearly uncomfortable being around this woman. “Hi Auntie Sandra,” she said. “Can I come in?”

Sandra’s heart started to race. She was getting the feeling that this would involve the shrinking submarines, which she absolutely loved but had been cut off from. Amy and Sandra began to sip some tea and Amy ended up spilling her guts and telling Sandra everything that had happened lately. She also made an interesting proposition to Sandra.

Handing her a key card that would grant her access to the hospital, specifically the conference room where this demonstration would take place. Amy then went on to explain to Sandra that she needed someone to “take care” of Harold and Candace.

“Can I do anything?” Sandra said, her eyes lighting up in joy.

“Yep, they’ll be in one of the subs, I’ll let you know which one,” she muttered. “Anything is up for grabs.”

The two continued to chat for a bit before Amy had to leave. As she was walking out the door, her Aunt Sandra gave her an extra tight hug and whispered, “thank you.” Amy could hear what sounded like quivering in her aunt’s voice and could’ve sworn she could see Sandra grabbing her breasts in the window as she got to her car.

--

Five days later, Amy sat in a hospital conference room holding a tiny submarine in the palm of her hand. Brooke was sitting next to her and seemed to be much more nervous as she was constantly twirling the sub around. In the room were four other members of the nursing staff from different departments that didn’t deal with shrinking technology. Harold was there, sitting right next to Candace. The two of them were laughing together, which nauseated Amy and wanted to see the two of them face some consequences. There were also two more men and a women there in suits, who were on the hospital board and were instructed to come to the meeting by Harold. 

“Alright, did everyone want to get into the subs,” Harold said. He then motioned to the three other suits next to him. “I think Bill, Conor, Samantha and I will sit this out and watch. This is exactly what Amy expected would happen. He wanted the nursing staff (and Candace) to shrink down so he could keep them and do whatever he wanted. That wasn’t about to happen on her watch.

“Actually, why don’t we all shrink?” Amy said, pitching an idea which seemed to catch Harold off guard. “The nursing staff can go with Brooke in her sub, and I’ll take all of you in mine.”

Harold was puzzled at this, but his colleagues seemed to agree that it would be a cool idea. “Won’t it be too crowded for six of us?” he asked, desperate to try and weasel out of this.

Amy was ready for him. “Sure it’ll be tight, but we can make it work.” There was a momentary pause as Amy nodded to the sub and grew it back up to full size. “Come on in,” she said. She could see the excitement and intrigue on the face on Candace and the other suits in the sub, and a slight expression of annoyance on Harold’s. “Good,” she muttered under her breath.

As the hospital administration staff filed in and took their seats in Amy’s sub, she watched as the other nurses all entered Brooke’s. “Brooke, you ready to reduce?” Amy said over a two-way radio, trying to sound as official as possible.

A static-filled voice replied from the other side. “Yep, reducing now.” As soon as the other sub began to shrink, so did Amy. She was worried that as soon as the sub containing the other women got smaller, Harold would bolt out of the sub and try to grab them, which was not a risk she was willing to take. 

The two submarines both continued to shrink until they reached the size of around a half inch long, a size that both Amy and Brooke had agreed upon prior to shrinking. Amy piloted the sub up into the air and landed on the conference room table, a close distance to Brooke’s sub.

“Holy crap, this is amazing,” Bill said under his breath.

“Right?” Samantha added on. “How small are we right now?”

“The subs are currently a half inch long,” Amy said, glancing down then back over her shoulder. “Right now that makes us about an eighth of an inch tall. 

Amy opened the door to the sub as they saw Brooke leading the other nurses out onto the table. Samantha, Bill and Conor eagerly exited the sub, though Harold was busy whispering something in Candace’s ear. Something they both laughed at. ‘Probably planning something’ Amy thought to herself. She kept an eye on them, making sure they left the sub before she did.

Standing outside the vehicle always made Amy somewhat uncomfortable. She felt vulnerable when tiny without the safety of the sub. She could overhear Brooke essentially leading a tour for the shrinkees, and heard the usual “oohs” and “aahs” that came with being shrunk. She was more focused on the duo of Candace and Harold. She made sure to stay between them and the entrance to the sub, she didn’t want them making a break for it and attempting to grow back. She felt them glancing at her occasionally, probably wondering why this one nurse was staring them down so much.

With everyone preoccupied walking around the conference table at such a small size, the sudden sound of the massive door being unlocked and opened caused everyone to freeze.

“HELLO?  ANYONE HOME?” a voice called out, as a massive body soon entered the room. It was a form that ten of the eleven shrunken people did not recognize. The massive body belonging to Amy’s Aunt Sandra.

A wave of panic and confusion erupted amongst the tiny people. Everyone was asking questions like “who the hell is that?” and “how did she get in here?” Everyone of course, except Amy, who was just grinning watching the titanic woman approach the conference table.

Sandra remembered what Amy had told her and went straight to the table where she could see the two subs and a good number of people scattered about. “I DON’T THINK YOU’LL BE NEEDING THESE,” Sandra said, reaching down and plucking up the two shrunken subs, depositing them into her purse for safe keeping. Screams started to emit from the miniaturized crowd as people realized their only ways back to normal size were now in this giant woman’s purse.

“Shit this isn’t good,” Amy mumbled to herself. This was not the plan, Sandra was supposed to leave one sub totally alone. She knew from past experiences that Sandra could lose her mind when she had the opportunity to be around shrinkees. Starting to panic, Amy whipped out her phone and frantically texted Sandra, saying to return one of the subs to allow some people to escape.

Unfortunately for Amy, Sandra’s phone was buried in her purse and on silent. She had no intentions or thoughts of checking it at the moment.

“OKAY, WHICH ONE OF YOU IS HAROLD, THE HOSPITAL PRESIDENT,” Sandra said, lowering her massive hand down towards the table. Seconds went by and no one moved a muscle. Sandra just shook her head in annoyance. “NOW!” she shouted and slammed her fist down on the table. She didn’t hit any of the eleven shrinkees, but the shockwave and impact knocked all of them down to either their asses or stomachs.

Sandra chuckled to herself, realizing just how powerful she was at the moment. She thought back to how she felt when she found out her daughter, Michelle, had been digested by a tapeworm inside her own guts. She remembered the feeling of insane power from demanding that she experienced when she refused to let Amy and her two other children, Eunice and Paul, grow back to normal size until they kissed her giant lips while they were only a millimeter tall each. It would’ve been so easy to swallow, inhale, or lick them up like they were nothing. Sandra’s mind started to run wild with fantasies while her crotch began to get wet.

Coming back to reality after her pleasant stroll down memory lane, she glanced back down at the table and saw one of the eighth inch people had stepped forward in front of the group. “WELL MR. PRESIDENT, AREN’T YOU BRAVE,” she giggled lowering her face down to be level with the table, her giant brown eyes staring right through the tiny man.

In actuality, several of the tiny people, including all three of the fellow board members, had physically pushed and forced Harold to the front of the group and then backed away. If this giant Korean goddess only wanted him, then so be it!

Reaching down, Sandra’s massive hand plucked up the tiny man effortlessly. She rolled him into her giant palm where he could only sit, awestruck at her giant form. “YOU KNOW, YOU’VE BEEN PRETTY NAUGHTY,” the giantess said with a laugh. “A LITTLE BIRDY TOLD ME WHAT YOU DID WITH THOSE TWO OTHER TINY WOMEN. Confused murmurs began to come from the ten remaining tiny people on the table, trying to figure out what was going on. Even Amy was just standing there in awe at her giant aunt who was just starting her power trip. “NOW YOU NEED TO BE PUNISHED.”

Sandra bit her lip as she reached down and grabbed Harold with her free hand by his left arm, dangling him in the air. The pain and pressure was excruciating, as Harold repeatedly just kept yelling “Wait!  Stop!  Please!” which could not even be heard. While he dangled there helplessly, Sandra reached down and grabbed his right leg between two fingers on her other hand.

“LET’S SEE WHAT HAPPENS HERE,” Sandra giggled to herself. She then started to slowly pull in Harold’s limbs in two separate directions. It only lasted for a second or two, but for Harold it felt like an eternity.

Screaming in agony, Harold shouted horribly as his body was literally pulled into two pieces. Everything went black as Sandra’s giant digits prevented him from squirming to freedom.

“OOPS,” Sandra laughed as she saw the two halves of Harold’s body and dropped accidentally let one slide out of her grasp. Harold’s torso landed on the table with a wet thud.

The ten remaining shrinkees on the table were all there in stunned silence, before one of the nurses began to scream hysterically. Evan Amy was watching in shock. She knew that Sandra would do something devious, but this was dark even for her. More screams erupted from the crowd as Sandra tossed the remains of Harold’s body in her other hand into her mouth. She chewed once or twice then swallowed. She then turned her head back towards the terrified crowd down on the table.

The crowd began to panic and tried to run somewhere, but they were sitting ducks. They were trapped on this table at an eighth of an inch tall with nowhere to run. The two subs might as well have been miles away at the moment, stashed away in Sandra’s purse. While the crowd was in a panic, Amy tried to sneak towards the back corner of the table, maybe as a way to signal to Aunt Sandra who her identity was.

Aunt Sandra smiled and glared down at everyone else. “NOW WHO DO I PLAY WITH NEXT?” she said with a giggle. Everyone watched as Sandra made a giant fist and brought it down on the table, practically liquifying one of the terrified nurses underneath it.

Horror was felt by everyone. It dawned on them right then that all their lives were in serious danger. Everyone except Amy, that was. While she was starting to fear for her own life, she had just seen so much shit and chaos as a result of the shrinking submarines that she really wasn’t all that bothered watching her co-workers get killed off.

She noticed another one of the nurses who had been in Brooke’s sub racing towards the edge of the table. She had no idea what her plan was, but it was obvious that Sandra had seen her as well. Amy heard the goddess like voice say “OH NO YOU DON’T!’ She lowered her giant thumb down and placed it on top of the poor nurse, pinning her down on her stomach.

The tiny nurse, named Heather, desperately tried to make eye contact and reach out to any of her shrunken co-workers. She might’ve been looking for help, but deep down she knew it was hopeless. Just as she started to shout “Help!”, the giant woman pressed down with her thumb. There was a brief scream before the noise was muffled out underneath the giant thumb. Sandra ground her thumb back and forth for a few seconds, leaving Heather in a pulp.

“AS FUN AS THIS IS, I THINK MIGHT FEET COULD USE SOME LOVE TOO,” Sandra boomed. She bent down and pulled off her white tennis shoes. She then pulled off her socks and tossed them aside. Standing in the room barefoot, Sandra leaned towards the table and started to lower her ass. “MOVE EVERYONE!” she demanded. All the tinies scurried away from her as she was now partially sitting on the conference table.

With her left foot still on the floor, she pulled her right leg up onto the table, knocking some of the tinies near her onto their asses. “START WORSHIPPING IT, LITTLE GUYS,” she laughed. Three of four of the shrunken employees were close enough and felt that they didn’t have a choice. Begrudgingly, they approached the giant foot and began kissing the ball of Sandra’s sweaty foot. A it was Samantha, Bill, Brooke, and a male nurse named Eddie at the base of Sandra’s foot.

This went on for about a minute or two until Sandra let out a sigh. For some reason, this made Samantha panic, and she started screaming and running in the other direction. “Sam, where are you going?” a startled Bill shouted. “”Wait up!”

The two hospital admins took off running to the side, as Sandra slid her giant foot back a few inches from the two tiny nurses who were rubbing it. “HMMMM, GETTING KINDA BORED,” the giantess said. A shadow began to descend over Eddie and Brooke as Sandra started to lower the sole of her foot.

“Shit, Eddie run!” screamed Brooke as she took off running towards the side of Sandra’s foot. She had seen enough movies to know to now try and run in a straight line.

While this was happening, Eddie was stunned looking up. His mind was screaming at him to run but his legs were just not listening. He finally started to run but he had a feeling it was just too late. He turned over his shoulder and saw the giant sole continuing to descend down upon him. Eddie just froze again as his whole life flashed before his eyes.

Sandra’s foot slammed down upon the table with a wet, sweaty “THWAP”! She scrunched her toes in satisfaction and let out a loud “AHHHHHH.”  She turned her foot and noticed the tiny red splotch that had once been Eddie now stained onto her sole. “SORRY, I’M SO CLUMSY!” the giantess teased. She was in complete ecstasy at the moment and would need to thank Amy for making this happen. So what if she was taking some liberties with Amy’s instructions? She was sure Amy wouldn’t mind if she toyed with both tiny submarines instead of just that one.

Glancing down, she saw a group of what looked like five shrunken people in a tight group. ‘Probably huddling together, scared of their goddess’ the giant woman thought to herself. The bit her lower lip, noticing how excited and turned on she was starting to get. It was taking a good amount of self-control not to just shove these tiny people up her pussy and start pleasuring herself. She figured though with the tiny subs in her purse, she could find a way to do that.

What Sandra also observed was that there was one bold tiny was back near the edge of the table. Before she could think of anything to do with that poor person, who was in reality, Amy, she saw another shrinkee down on her knees. “AWWWW, YOU WERE ONE OF THE ONES RUBBING MY FEET, WEREN’T YOU?” She scrunched her toes again and leaned forward, trying to get a better view. She could tell the person was a woman, but that was about it.

Brooke continued to sob, mourning the loss of her good friend. Eddie was one of her favorite co-workers, and she had just witnessed his body get squished like a bug. She was in too much shock to realize that the giant, psychotic woman was now focused in on her.

“I BET YOU MISS YOUR FRIEND, DON’T YOU?” she teased maniacally. “WELL WHY DON’T I REUNITE THE TWO OF YOU?” Before Brooke could realize what was happening, Sandra moved her foot forward at incredibly speed. Spreading her toes just enough, she grabbed the tiny nurse between her second and third toes on her foot.

Screaming hysterically, Brooke had no idea what to do. The stench of this woman’s foot was horrid, as she had just taken off her socks and gym shoes. Despite the sweatiness, it was still too tight for Brooke to maneuver her way to freedom. She looked at the group of tinies huddled together for help and reassurance. They all had scared expressions and knew there was nothing they could do.  Looking past them, she could just barely see Amy standing behind them with a look of….indifference?! Why wasn’t she as nervous as everyone else.

Before Brooke could put any more thought into this, Sandra curled her toes. The pain and pressure were immense, and within seconds, all that remained of Brooke was a mangled carcass. “EWWW, GROSS,” Sandra said with a laugh, slipping her white sock stained with sweat back over her foot, forever hiding the evidence of what she had just done.

Feeling the need to catch her breath, Sandra shifted her body off the table. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself, then re-focused her attention. She had so many thoughts and desires when it came to living out this fantasy of hers. She placed one hand against the outside of her pants, feeling the warmth of her crotch. She moaned softly, before deciding what she wanted to do. ‘If those five people were all going to cower together and not even try to escape, then their lives aren’t worth living,’ she thought to herself. Sliding out of her sweat pants and her long sleeve shirt, revealing just her white sports bra and a blue thong.

Sliding her hand into the front of her pants, Sandra stroked her vagina a few times getting herself a bit more wet. She then reached down and scooped up one of the tiny people with one finger. Giggling, Sandra examined the tiny nurse on her finger and rolled her back down into her palm. The nurse, a woman named Megan in her late forties, could no longer move, covered in Sandra’s disgusting vaginal fluids. She was caught off guard by hysterical laughing and an incoming shadow. Then she felt nothing.

“HAH, GOT HER!” Sandra giggled, having just clapped her hands together, pulverizing the miniaturized nurse. She exhaled heavily and reached down, grabbing the frightened group of four in her hand. Bill, Candace, Samantha and Conor were all now essentially prisoners, their lives literally in the hand of this insane woman.

“Holy shit, this is unbelievable!” Amy said from down on the table. She couldn’t seem to care less about the casualties of what she witnessed as long as she wasn’t one of them. The veteran shrinking nurse was in awe watching her insatiable aunt.

Bringing the tiny people to her face, Sandra smiled manically. She could see that it looked like several of them were crying, while one of them men was rocking back and forth, seemingly having a mental breakdown.

In the soft skin of this maniac’s hand, Bill was trying to convince himself none of this was real. While Candace and Samantha wept, Conor just stood there in stunned silence, seemingly accepting his fate. Bill, however, just sat there, hands on his knees and hyperventilating. He rocked back and forth after witnessing an extreme amount of trauma and horrors today. He could only scream crazily as Sandra reached down and grabbed his tiny body.

“AWWW, YOU LOOK LIKE YOU’VE HAD A TOUGH DAY LITTLE GUY,” she said in a condescending yet almost flirty manner. She brought him closer to her face and blew him a kiss. She then brought him downwards into her bra, moaning once more as she tucked his body against her left nipple. “OH FUCK,” she gasped and grabbed her right breast in excitement.

“I NEED MORE!” she shouted, lifting up Samantha’s hysterically screaming body and bringing her to her mouth. Sandra’s warm breath washed over the tiny woman, who she dangled above her lips as her head tilted back. “MMMMM, YOU LOOK SOOOOOO YUMMY,” she moaned before opening her gaping mouth.

Samantha let out a few more doomed yells and screams before the mouth closed. Sandra stood there momentarily and closed her eyes, sucking on the tiny businesswoman and savoring this moment. Her hand traveled down from her right breast to her crotch, where she began to caress the outline of her thong. Candace and Conor watched in dread as their titanic captor gulped and moaned once more. Her giant eyes the sprung open, and she stuck her tongue out, revealing her now empty maw.

It was a short, hellacious ride for Samantha down Sandra’s esophagus into her stomach. The pitch black prison was more than ready for it’s snack, as Samantha hopelessly flailed around the acidic waters. The acid sea made short work of the woman, quickly dissolving her into nothing but nutrients.

There was no turning back for Sandra now. She fully intended on abusing every single one of these tiny toys that Amy had left her. She grew more and more aroused, and her nipples grew more and more erect. Bill was screaming in pain now was Sandra’s left areola was now pinning him tightly against the fabric of her bra, so much so that he was unable to move and felt his ribs begin to crack.

Lowering her hand, Sandra placed the two remaining tinies back down on the table. “Jesus, she just fucking ate her!” screamed an inconsolable Candace, failing to realize she had previously done the same. “She ate her.”

Conor did his best to reassure the frantic woman. “Candace, it’ll be okay,” he said with no credibility. “We just need to…”

“HEY LITTLE GUY,” Sandra said aloud and a shadow started to stretch back over the table. “DOES MY BUTT LOOK BIG FROM DOWN THERE?” Candace instantly took off running, sprinting as fast as she could. Conor on the other hand was awe struck. This forty something year old Korean milf was standing over him, her massive left ass cheek just hovering.

Everything then seemed to happen in slow motion. Sandra lowered her immense frame down, her ass cheek making contact with both the table and Conor. She skin on her ass jiggled a bit on contact, and she shook her hips just a bit to make sure that she got him.

“OKIE DOKIE,” she said, standing back up and reaching across the table for the horrified body of Candace. She collected her eighth inch frame easily, gripping her tightly. “AND THEN THERE WAS ONE.”

The tiny woman wailed. She was thinking about her husband and her kids, having no idea what her fate was about to be. Maybe a part of her in the back of her mind was thinking about the affairs with Harold and what she had done to that tiny woman the other week.

Sandra began to slide out of her thong, which hit the floor. The giantess stood there now wearing nothing but her bra and a pair of white socks. “I’VE HAD TINY PEOPLE UP HERE BEFORE,” she laughed, sounding completely insane with lust. “BUT I WANT TO FEEL IT AGAIN.”

Lowering Candace down, her hand began to approach her giant ass. Candace began to beg and plead for her life, but Sandra wasn’t listening and wasn’t caring. She pulled her giant ass cheek to the side and held Candace against the wrinkled sphincter momentarily. “HAVE FUN IN THERE,” she taunted. “AND BE A GOOD SLAVE AND SQUIRM AROUND BEFORE YOU SUFFOCATE!” With one finger, Sandra pressed against Candace’s body and gasped as she literally sucked the tiny woman inside her. Candace must’ve been listening, or at least was trying to pry her way free. That tiny woman was doing all she could to escape Sandra’s ass.

“NO YOU’RE STAYING THERE!” the giant woman laughed and stuck her index finger into her asshole, knocking the poor woman backwards. “OH FUCK! OH GOD!” she shouted, getting hornier and hornier. In her state of arousal, she grabbed her left breast too tightly, causing her nipple to press right against Bill’s body and caused him to burst. She was about to start masturbating right then and there, when she glanced down near the edge of the table and saw Amy standing there.

“OH DEAR, I FORGOT ABOUT YOU,” she said, mouth open while she breathed heavily. There was something different about this tiny person. They were waving their arms now and running towards Sandra. It’s almost like they wanted her to have them. “UGHM YOU’RE PRETTY STUPID AREN’T YOU?” Sandra mocked as she hoisted her body up onto the table with a *THUD*.  She was on her hands and knees and saw the tiny person stop in her tracks hearing that.

Amy was now terrified. She hadn’t been concerned about the fate of everyone else, but her ravenous aunt had now turned her attention onto her. She wanted to back away and run for her life, but she knew she had nowhere to go. She wanted more than anything to grow back to normal, but the submarine that had so often been her salvation was now far out of reach.

The giant woman adjusted her position and was now sitting on her ass in the middle of the conference table. Her massive vagina there in front of Amy like a hungry predator, with its’ clit protruding, seeming to prepare for Amy’s body.

“No, please Aunt Sandra,” Amy whimpered. “It’s me. Please you have to recognize me!”

Sandra’s gargantuan fingers enveloped Amy’s body. Rather than bringing her to her vagina, she started to bring her to her face. “I SAW YOU STANDING THERE IN THE BACK,” Sandra boomed. “YOU MUST’VE BEEN THINKING YOU WERE SAFE. TOO BAD FOR YOU, I’M NOT DONE YET.” Like she had done with several other of her tiny victims, Sandra rolled Amy down her fingers into the palm of her hand. There her eyes studied the diminutive woman for what felt like ages, before they suddenly widened with a hint of recognition.

“WAIT, AMY?” Sandra gasped, her voice nearly deafening the tiny woman. “OH SHIT, I ALMOST FORGOT ALL ABOUT YOU. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING THIS HAPPEN.”

Amy ignored her aunt’s comment and was just overwhelmed with relief that she was finally recognized. Sandra brought the tiny woman to her mouth and planted several giant, wet kisses on her tiny body. As relieved as Amy was, she felt that something was still off. Sandra wasn’t bringing her to the sub to grow her back. Instead, she was just staring at her and starting to lick her lips.

“YOU KNOW, I’M REALLY HAPPY YOU WANTED TO BE TINY SO I COULD PLAY WITH YOU TOO!” Sandra insisted. “I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST GONNA STAY IN THE SUB AND HIDE!”

“Wait!  Aunt Sandra don’t do anything!” Amy shrieked.  “Bring me to the sub so I can grow back!”

“UGH, FUCK I’M A HORNY BITCH,” Sandra giggled and then winked at her tiny niece. “BUT NOW I’VE GOT YOU TO HELP ME OUT WITH THAT!”

Amy howled in protest as her aunt pulled her away from her face and slowly made her way south. Trapped between Sandra’s thumb and index finger, Amy was brought down to her aunt’s crotch where she was rubbed headfirst against the damp vaginal lips. As she gasped for air, her aunt delicately placed her eighth inch body on her exposed clit, and pulled her hand away. Taking a deep breath, Sandra’s index finger returned and now forcefully shoved the screaming body of Amy into her womanhood, trapping her for the time being inside her pulsing, wet pussy. Her hand shook as Sandra did all she could to be “careful” and control herself.

“NOW MAKE YOUR FAVORITE AUNTIE CUM ON THE WAY HOME, AND MAYBE YOU CAN GROW BACK LATER,” she teased. Amy sobbed and yelled as Sandra grabbed her thong and started to pull it up.

“I LOVE YOU SWEETIE,” she said, before continuing to get dressed and double checking her bag to make sure she still had both submarines from earlier. The woman shut off the lights and exited the room, giddily walking to her car. She could not wait to get home and play with her new toys.

The ride home from the hospital was an interesting one, but in very different ways. For Sandra, she was ecstatic. She had two tiny submarines in her purse, which she planned on being able to use soon. She had just let loose and killed off a bunch of unlucky hospital employees who her niece had told her about. And speaking of her niece, Amy was currently trapped at the size of an eighth of an inch tall, trapped within her aunt’s wet, pulsing pussy. It was a short drive back to her house, but Sandra enjoyed it the whole way. Feeling her miniscule niece struggling and rubbing her vaginal walls, Sandra had to moan and take deep breaths the entire ride home. She would thrust her hips forward into the car seat, building the anticipation for when she got home.

The ride home was not nearly as enjoyable for Amy. She had been shrunken and been inside of a vagina plenty of times before, but NEVER without the submarine to keep her safe. She was already badly shaken from watching her giant aunt torment and massacre a group of her co-workers. Now she was stuck inside the incredibly hot, wet and dark cave that was her aunt’s womanhood. She tried to force her way out, but had no luck. She started to cry, not knowing how long she would be stuck in here.

Pulling the car into the driveway, Sandra slammed it into park, grabbed her purse, and raced out of the car and into her house. There were no other cars here, so she assumed that her husband, Andy, was likely still at work. She had no idea where her college-aged kids, Eunice and Paul were, but at the moment she just didn’t care. She entered her bedroom and locked her door with shaking hands. She immediately stripped out of her clothes.

“YOU DID A GOOD JOB SWEETIE,” Sandra said giggling and biting her lower lip as she slid onto her bed. Her right hand made it’s way down to her crotch and she started stroking herself. “Ugh, I’m so fucking ready for this,” she mumbled to herself. Closing her eyes and tilting her head back, Sandra inserted two fingers into her wet pussy and began to vigorously pleasure herself.

Inside of her aunt, Amy’s eyes widened and she started to scream hysterically. Her eighth of an inch tall body was already extremely vulnerable, and now two giant fingers were being bumped back and forth into the cave, threatening to crush the tiny nurse.

Sandra’s pace quickly increased, and her moans grew louder and louder. Her fingers were rubbing against her vaginal walls and it did not take long for her to reach orgasm. She had already been partially there after all she had done today, and she relaxed on her bed, groping her breasts and trying to catch her breath.  After several minutes had passed, she reached down and inserted two fingers back into her dripping vagina and began feeling around to try and find her shrunken niece.

It only took a few seconds for Sandra to locate Amy, and she giggled as she pulled her out. She smiled, looking at the shrunken, exhausted nurse who was currently sprawled out, struggling to catch her breath on the giant woman’s thumb. “THANK YOU AMY,” Sandra said in a condescending tone. “YOU REALLY MADE THIS AN AMAZING DAY. She raised Amy to her lips and gave her a kiss which easily engulfed her own body, not caring at all that both Amy and her fingers were just pulled out of her vagina.

Amy hated being kissed at such a tiny size, but she was too tired to do anything about it. Sandra could see this and smiled. “WHY DON’T YOU GET SOME REST, AMY,” she said, grabbing a small jewelry box on her nightstand where she kept her earrings. “I’LL COME CHECK ON YOU IN A FEW HOURS.”

As Sandra closed the lid to the box, Amy pondered escaping, but didn’t have the energy. She also knew that she couldn’t do anything until she got back to a submarine, which Sandra was keeping somewhere. Unable to do anything else, Amy passed out from exhaustion, getting some much-needed sleep.

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Light streamed into the jewelry box, causing Amy to wake up in confusion. It took a few seconds for her eyes to work, and all she saw at first were blurry shapes. Amy sat up in a panic, realizing she was still shrunken. She frantically began looking around for her tiny sub, when she heard a massive laugh above her and felt a draft of warm air. Looking up quickly, Amy began to scream at the massive eyeball staring down at her tiny frame.

“GOOD MORNING SLEEPY HEAD,” Sandra said, lips forming into a smile.

Amy stumbled back and was able to pull herself up to her feet. Everything from the past day came back to her. Though deep down she knew it was all real, part of her really wanted that to be a dream. “Sandra can you please grow me back now?” she shouted up, though she soon realized that she was far too small to be heard. Realizing she still had her phone on her, which somehow survived her aunt’s reproductive systems, she fired that off as a text message.

Sandra looked down at her phone, and smiled as she saw her niece’s plea. “WELL, THAT’S THE THING, AMY,” Aunt Sandra said. Amy had a very uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach. “I’M MORE THAN HAPPY TO GROW YOU BACK AND GIVE YOU YOUR SHRINKING SUB, BUT FIRST I WANT YOU TO SET THE OTHER ONE UP FOR ME.” There was an awkward pause as Amy took in what her titanic aunt was saying. “THAT WAY I CAN USE IT WHENEVER I WANT!”

Taking a deep breath, Amy was unsure how to respond. She could feel her aunt’s giant eyes staring down at her, almost as if she was being studied. Amy’s hands shook as she typed out the next message she was going to send. She told Sandra how it would be irresponsible since Sandra could do some serious damage with that technology.

“Oh, I see,” Sandra whispered, reading the text that showed up from Amy. She was disappointed but didn’t plan on taking “no” for an answer.  She reached down and picked up Amy between two fingers.

“No stop!” Amy screamed though it was no use.

“LISTEN LITTLE LADY,” Sandra said in a very stern tone. “THE ONLY WAY YOU’RE GROWING BACK IS IF I GET THAT SUB TO WORK FOR ME. FOR NOW, WHY DON’T YOU SPEND SOME TIME GETTING TO KNOW MY FEET.”

Making her way back to her bed, Sandra propped a few pillows up to get comfortable. She scrunched her massive toes, and dangled Amy’s tiny body above her giant, sweaty feet. Dropping her miniscule niece down on her chubby right toe, Sandra closed her eyes and gently pressed her feet together. She was loving the feeling of power she had over Amy, and started to press her two big toes together, not enough to crush or harm Amy, but definitely enough to feel the tiny woman try to squirm her way to freedom. “Ah, that’s nice,” Sandra said to herself with a giggle, resting her head back on the pillow behind her.

Absolutely miserable between her giant aunt’s sweaty toes, Amy had reached her breaking point. After nearly having her ribs cracked while Sandra flexed those giant digits, it dawned on her there could be a solution to her problem. She would just have to show Aunt Sandra that having and operating the shrinking submarine was not as fun as the giantess had thought. Managing to pull her arm free, Amy frantically fired off a text message to her giant aunt, offering her a compromise.

Feeling her phone vibrate, Sandra’s attention was momentarily diverted, and her giant foot relaxed, letting Amy fall onto the soft blankets atop the bed. Her eyes widened and lit up reading Amy’s message. Her shrunken niece had caved. Amy was actually offering to give her the shrunken ship….under two conditions. One was that Sandra give Amy the other sub first so Amy could grow back. Amy explained that she would need to be the same size as Sandra to properly scan Sandra’s thumb-print into the sub.

“Makes sense,” Sandra mumbled to herself, continuing to read. The part of Amy’s message that caught her attention was Amy insisting that before she takes the risk and gives Aunt Sandra the submarine, Sandra shrink down with her first so Amy could show her what it really meant to be tiny.

Amy was hoping that her message would scare Sandra off and cause the giantess to reconsider. She thought back to how that creep Matt had stupidly agreed to shrink with her, and it ended up costing him his life inside of his girlfriend Sylvana’s ear. Amy didn’t want something that bad to happen to Sandra, but she did hope Sandra would realize that she wanted nothing to do with this technology.

Reaching down, Sandra’s hand found Amy’s miniscule form on the bed, and gently gripped her between two massive fingers. Amy was extremely nauseated and nearly vomited at how quickly Sandra lifted her up to her face.  “YOU’VE GOT YOURSELF A DEAL, LITTLE LADY,” Sandra giggled in a teasing and condescending tone.

Setting Amy down on top of the bed, Sandra walked across the room and began to dig through her purse. The giant woman then turned back, holding both shrunken submarines in the palm of her fleshy hand, setting one down on the bed next to Amy.

Amy walked back to the submarine and entered it, spending a minute or two just to collect herself and relax. The whole time she could see Sandra anxiously staring down upon her, but she no longer cared. Sandra might not have known it, but Amy felt that she was in total control right now. “Alright Aunt Sandra,” the tiny nurse muttered to herself. “Let’s see if you still want to use the shrinking submarine after this.”

Amy navigated the vehicle off bed onto the carpeted bedroom floor and regrew it back to it’s original size. Finally back at her normal height after being stuck at an eighth of an inch for so long, Amy rushed out of the sub passed her puzzled Aunt Sandra.

“Where are you….”

“Bathroom!” Amy shouted, racing down the hall and slamming the door behind her. After about five minutes in the bathroom, Amy returned to her aunt’s bedroom and was surprised to see Sandra on the bed. Amy was certain the woman would have done something stupid like activate the sub. “Okay, come here and give me your hand,” Amy instructed, walking around to the back side of the sub and revealing a panel. She pressed a few buttons, grabbed Sandra’s hand and pressed it against the green panel. After several seconds, the device beeped.

“And now you’re scanned in!” Amy stated.

“Wonderful!” Sandra shouted, literally jumping a few inches in the air in excitement. “Let’s test it out no!”

Amy sipped a water bottle she had snagged from the kitchen on her way back from the bathroom. “Uhh yeah that’s fine,” watching her aunt throw open the door to the sub and rush inside. She really wanted to rest and just relax for a while, but didn’t mind just getting this over with.  She figured that after this one of two things would happen: either Sandra would be too freaked out from shrinking that she’d want nothing more to do with the technology, or she’d be fine with it and would do whatever she wanted with the sub and leave Amy alone.

Amy didn’t really feel like bonding with her insane aunt, especially after Sandra had just massacred several of Amy’s co-workers while they were shrunken. As she entered the sub, she saw Sandra sitting in the cockpit, ready to pilot the vehicle.

“Okay, I’m going to be next to you in case you need help piloting this,” Amy said, making herself comfortable in the co-pilots chair. She had persuaded her boss to allow maintenance to install co-pilot chairs for training purposes. She would much rather sit up here than in the passenger bay, especially since Sandra had never come close to piloting one of these before.

Amy couldn’t help but think of all the training she had to go through to properly operate the submarine, and now she was literally just giving one to her crazed aunt. That said, her aunt did just murder a bunch of her bug-sized coworkers, so if she got herself in a dangerous situation with the sub while tiny, screw her. At least she wouldn’t be putting Amy or anyone else in danger in order to satisfy whatever her perverse urges were.

After demonstrating to Sandra all the precautions she would need to take, Amy pointed Sandra towards the mechanism which shrunk the submarine. “What size do you think we should set it to?” the rookie captain asked.

“We’re going down to a half inch long,” Amy responded, enjoying the amazed and confused look draped across Sandra’s face. “I think that means we’ll each be about an eighth of an inch tall. That’s the size we were yesterday when you….” Amy stopped speaking when she realized she didn’t know what she was going to say.

Sandra just gave an uncaring smile remembering that. Amy just tried to focus on anything else.  “Alright, shrinking now,” she said, pressing a few more buttons.

Amy tuned out Sandra as the middle-aged woman commented about what it was like to shrink inside of the sub. She had been doing this long enough and had heard absolutely everything people had to say. It was always combinations of amazement, shock and some intimidation or fear.

Making sure to provide instructions to her aunt, Amy just rested in the co-pilots seat as Sandra began to fly the sub. The half inch vehicle made its way out of the cavernous bedroom and hallway. Amy kept a tight grip on the arm rests of the seat, as Sandra’s technique flying the sub left a lot to be desired.

Sandra’s commentary about how massive her house was along with her excitement about flying the sub was the only thing that interrupted the awkward silence. This was mostly met with “mhmm’s” and “yep’s” from Amy, who was now only occasionally looking up from her phone out the windows of the sub.

“How hey, let’s go downstairs,” Sandra said, as they flew past the window and observed a vehicle parked outside of her house. “Looks like someone’s here.”

As the vehicle flew down the steps it entered the now incredibly spacious family room, the shrunken duo heard repeated loud and rhythmic “BOOMS” rattled the ship. “What the hell?” Sandra whispered.

“Want me to take over?” Amy asked, though Sandra was too distracted in thought to answer.  The ship continued it’s descent into the family room, where two colossal beings were standing in the middle of the room.

Sandra was in utter disbelief as the ship hovered high in the air, and she realized that she was staring at the now giant bodies of her son, Paul, and her older sister, Chloe. She and Chloe were only just starting to speak again, after the whole incident where she swallowed Amy and Ryan, and Chloe had to eat her own sisters’ ass in a desperate attempt to get them out. It was something Sandra was ashamed of just how much she enjoyed.

Amy was also initially caught off guard seeing her cousin and her mom in the family room, but that subsided almost immediately. She had been shrunken both with her cousin and around her mom before, so she felt there was nothing to worry about.

The TV was on and both Paul and Chloe were standing facing it. The loud rhythmic pulsing of music was coming from the TV, and it became clear that both Paul and Chloe were working out together. Both appeared to be working up a good sweat.

To both Sandra and Amy’s surprise, Paul and Chloe had actually been bonding in recent weeks. After his sister Michelle’s disappearance (inside the tapeworm of Sandra’s stomach), his aunt Chloe had been there for him and someone to talk to. Since Paul and Michelle often worked out together, Chloe was more than willing to step up and be Paul’s new workout buddy. She didn’t mind getting in a bit better shape, and he sure seemed to know what he was doing.

The two giants stood there, sipping water and catching their breath between sets of exercises, both totally oblivious to the tiny spies watching them and slowly flying around the room. Paul stood there in a white t-shirt wearing red basketball shorts and gym shoes. Chloe stood next to him sporting a purple crop top and pair of black yoga pants, all while doing their workout barefoot.

“Did you know about this?” Sandra said with a laugh.

“Nope,” Amy responded, shaking her head. “Hey careful!” she said as Sandra began to float down closer towards their monolithic family members. She felt they were getting a bit too close for comfort.

“Oh relax, we’ll be fine!” Aunt Sandra giggled as she continued to descend towards her sister. “Let’s give your mom a little bit of a scare.

“That’s a really bad idea,” Amy stammered, rolling her eyes as they continued to approach her giant, unaware mother.

“Shush! Or you’re going back inside me later,” Sandra said, unable to keep herself from laughing.

As the tiny submarine continued it’s approach towards the two giants, the music suddenly changed indicating it was time for a new exercise. Both Paul and Chloe put their glasses of water down. The shrunken pair watched in as the two giants began to do jumping jacks.

“Shit! Aunt Sandra look out!” Amy screamed. Aunt Sandra saw the giant hand of Paul approaching but didn’t have the time or experience to handle it. The massive hand swung upward, smacking into the side submarine and sending it spiraling out of control.

“Sandra give me the controls!” Amy shouted at her panicking aunt. Aunt Sandra was essentially useless at the moment. The terrified woman had a death grip on the steering wheel, and was pretty much just shouting as loud as she could.

She submarine briefly collided with Chloe’s body, and began to fall out of the sky, riding along her thigh, down her leg, all the way down to the floor. “Pull up, pull it up!” shouted Amy as the sub continued its rapid plummet. Her words finally seemed to make it through to Sandra’s brain, and the tiny woman pulled the steering wheel up at the last moment. This allowed the submarine to slow its descent and hesitate just a second, before it hit the floor and rolled.

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Eyes opening quickly, Amy looked around in a panic, wondering trying to figure out what had just happened. She tried to stand up but felt a sharp, tight pain in her abdomen. “Fuck,” she whispered to herself, realizing her seatbelt was still on and had probably saved her life.

Undoing the restraining device, Amy walked over to her Aunt Sandra. The woman was out of it, and Amy had to repeatedly shout at her and physically shake her to get the woman to open her eyes. While Sandra just sat in the chair disoriented, Amy examined the damage done to the submarine. The sub appeared to be in pretty bad shape, and after tinkering and trying to jump the high-tech vehicle for a few minutes, Amy soon realized that this was beyond the point of repair. The sub was totaled.

Panic started to seep into Amy’s mind, as she pictured herself and Sandra being stuck at this size forever. Sure, she subs were supposed to be able to withstand a high amount of stress and damage, but the shrunken pair had been using the sub in a way it really wasn’t intended. The sub was not meant to fly for more than a few seconds, maybe a minute, tops. Flying drained the sub’s fuel reserves faster than anything else and could cause the structural integrity to weaken.

Amy swore thinking about how careless she had gotten, though then suddenly remembered they might have a way out of this situation. Aunt Sandra still had the other shrunken submarine on her bed upstairs. And it was the perfect size for Amy and Sandra to be able to enter and pilot. They just needed to find a way to travel up the stairs and get to the sub. Then they could return to normal size.

Before Amy had the opportunity think of a solution to that problem, Aunt Sandra let out a terrified shriek and the ground shook around them. Amy looked out the window and saw her mother’s giant foot had landed on the ground, inches away from the foot.

“Sandra, calm down now,” Amy demanded. “Take a deep breath, in through your nose, out through your mouth.” Her nursing training was kicking into high gear, as she was used to dealing with people who were in crisis situations and not thinking rationally. “I’ve got a plan for us to get back to normal size, but we’re gonna need some help,” she explained. “I’ll need you with me on this one.”

Amy went on to present her plan to Sandra. The shrunken relatives were tiny, stranded and vulnerable to a wide variety of hazards while on the floor, and would need to get help from either Paul or Chloe as soon as possible. Though Sandra was very nervous and uncomfortable with the whole situation, she did understand that this was their only way to get back to the submarine and re-grow to their normal sizes.

Both Amy and Sandra soon exited the vehicle, and stared up at the statuesque behemoths standing around them. This was nothing out of the ordinary for Amy, but both Paul and Chloe were unfathomably large for Sandra, who was experiencing being shrunken for the first time in her life.

Glancing back and forth between the two titans, Amy took it upon herself to make the decision of where to go. “We need to get my mom’s attention. Paul’s got gym shoes on, mom’s barefoot. We have a much better chance of getting her attention that Paul’s,” she reasoned.

Having no other logical option, Sandra agreed. The two eighth-inch women raced across the floor towards Chloe’s giant, bare feet.

It did not take long for Amy and Sandra to approach Chloe’s foot. The submarine did land pretty close to where she was standing, and apart from walking over to the table a few times to grab her glass of water, Chloe had been staying in roughly the same area.

“Holy shit,” Sandra said, approaching her older sister’s massive foot. Her body literally recoiled, aghast at the intense sweaty odor accompanying the giant foot. “Her feet smell awful!”

“Yeah it’s pretty fucking bad,” laughed Amy, also feeling sick from the intense odor as they approached the sweaty skin. “One time Ryan and I were shrunk on her feet, he nearly puked. And that was inside the sub too!”

“This is insane,” Sandra whispered, still trying to process everything. The looked over at Amy as they approached Chloe’s giant toes. “I’m guessing we need to climb her?” she asked nervously.

Amy didn’t like the idea of this at all, but knew there weren’t exactly many other options. She craned her head up and could barely make out her mother’s face in the distance. “Yeah, if we want any shot of getting her attention, we need to get up on that foot,” she said.

The two bug-sized women had no option but to attempt to scale Chloe’s foot. They found the best way to do this was to get in between her two largest toes, and try to haul themselves up. This turned out to be a bit of a struggle, as the nasty combination of sweat, odor and movement made this a hellish task. Amy managed to keep a relatively cool head though, and helped pull her Aunt Sandra up onto the giant bare foot of her mother. 

“Okay, now what do we do?” Sandra panted, doubling over and having a hard time catching her breath.

“I think we need to start irritating the skin of her foot,” Amy responded. Before she had a chance to explain how she wanted to do this. She noticed the loud music blaring throughout the room had stopped playing.

“Hey what does that mean?” Sandra started to ask.

“Shit!” Amy yelled. “Sandra get down and hold on!”

Her workout with Paul coming to an end, Chloe felt the need to stretch her legs. She let out a loud moan-sounding sigh as she raised her right leg high into the air. Unaware of the peril she was putting her daughter and sister in, she flexed her toes for a few seconds before lowering her foot back towards the ground.

Amy screamed in horror. She hadn’t been able to hang on to her mother’s foot, and the rapid movement of Chloe’s foot had launched her into the air, across the room. The entire time she traveled through the air, her life flashed before her eyes. She closed her eyes as she began to descend downward, fully expecting to be the last thing she ever did. Any minute now her body would strike either the floor or a countertop, either way she knew she would not survive.

*SPLASH*

In shock feeling a cold, thick liquid around her, Amy opened her mouth gasping for air. Instead, her mouth was filled with something tasting very sweet. Managing to pull herself to the surface, Amy finally managed to grab a breath of fresh air and wipe her eyes. Looking around, she realized the water she was treading in, was bright purple and very dense. “Crap,” she whispered to herself, realizing where she had landed. She was treading water in her mom’s post-workout, raspberry smoothie.

While Amy had been launched far off of the stinking foot, Sandra had rolled a bit in another direction. The tiny woman had fallen forward, towards the giant pillars that were Chloe’s toes. Her miniscule body ended up between Chloe’s second and third toes. As Chloe had lowered her foot back down towards the floor, Sandra’s body was tightly wedged in between those digits. She screamed for help but it was hopeless. She was trapped with her arms tightly pinned against her body. Sandra soon became light-headed from both the smell of Chloe’s foot and the movement as Chloe started to take a few steps forward.

“Wow, that was a tough workout,” Chloe huffed, struggling to catch her breath. “Really kicked my ass!”

“Hah, you’re getting there though,” Paul shrugged, guzzling water from his glass. “They’ll get easier, trust me!” The two continued to talk before Paul nodded his head in the direction of the smoothie, not realizing his older cousin was inside that glass. “Make sure you drink that after the workout too!  It’ll help your recovery!”

“Oh yeah, forgot that,” Chloe said cheerfully, walking over to the smoothie she had made early and gripping the glass tightly in her hand. Lifting the glass to her face, Chloe did not hear the panicked cries of her daughter. Chloe started to tilt the glass towards her mouth, her pink lips parting as the smoothie started to drain into the dark cave that was her mouth.

Amy did everything she could to swim and paddle her way in the other direction, having no intention of getting swallowed by her mother today. It seemed like a losing battle though, as the current was very strong and slowly started pulling her towards Chloe’s maw.

Hearing the echoing gulps as Chloe continued to chug the smoothie only terrified Amy more. She soon saw the shadow being cast by Chloe’s face and realized that she was about to be sucked in. Amy then felt her back slam into a strange texture behind her and saw the now empty glass being pulled away. Before she could process where she was, a giant, wet tongue emerged and coated her body in saliva, plastering her in place. It then hit her exactly where she was. Her eighth-of-an-inch body was now stuck to her mom’s lower lip.

“Guessing you like the smoothie?” Paul laughed, watching his aunt down the smoothie. She turned and smiled, giving him a thumbs up as she licked her lips.

“Oh yeah!” she said with an enthusiastic smile.

“By the way, you’ve got some on your face,” Paul pointed out. “Looks like a piece of raspberry or something like that.”

Chloe walked out of the family room and into the bathroom. “Yep, there it is,” she mumbled to herself, not realizing that it was Amy stuck to her lower lip.

Amy screamed as her mom’s giant thumb reached up and scooped her. She was then rubbed between her mom’s thumb and index finger as the massive digits moved in a back-and-forth motion. “Mom please stop! It’s me!” she cried out.

Briefly considering popping this piece of raspberry into her mouth, Chloe’s attention was diverted as her phone went off. She paid no attention to her daughter’s cries. The movements of her fingers only rubbed more of the purple smoothie over Amy’s body, making her less and less recognizable. She then reached down and grabbed a tissue, wiping Amy’s body off onto it.

“Mom don’t! Help me please!” shrieked Amy.

Unable to hear her daughter, Chloe reached down and deposited the tissue into the trash can, trapping Amy inside of it. She exited the bathroom, oblivious to the peril that both Amy and Sandra were in.

To be continued…..

Stranded in the trash can in the downstairs bathroom of her relative’s house, all while at the pathetically small size of an eighth of an inch tall, without her trusty size-changing submarine to bail her out of this situation, Amy was at a loss. It was taking all of her mental fortitude to remain calm and not lose her mind right now. “Alright, you’re gonna be fine,” she reiterated to herself, multiple times out loud, trying to force herself to believe it. “Remember you’re training, they picked you for a reason. You got this.”

While Amy could tell herself this all she wanted, she had an underlying feeling of dread knowing just how dangerous this situation was. She was stranded at this size, with no easy way of getting back to her shrunken submarine, which was still upstairs on her aunt’s bed. Her Aunt Sandra was also stuck somewhere in the house at an eighth of an inch tall with her, if she was still alive that was. Last she saw of her, Sandra was trapped between the toes of Amy’s mom, Chloe. That was before Chloe had launched Amy into a purple smoothie and nearly swallowed her, coating her body in a sticky purple substance, wreaking of raspberry in the process.

Amy’s first goal was to get out of this trash can. She knew that there was no real benefit to her staying there, so she attempted to climb the cheap, paper grocery bag lining the can. This didn’t work and her stained purple body was constantly sliding back down towards the bottom of the can. After some time, footsteps were soon heard by Amy. The bathroom light was turned on.  A towering figure was standing above the bathroom trash can.

Standing in the bathroom was Amy’s cousin, Paul’s twin sister and Sandra’s daughter, Eunice. The young woman had been out running errands and stopped to get an iced coffee and a jelly-filled donut on her way home. After walking downstairs to watch television and enjoy her treats, she was surprised to see her brother and her Aunt Chloe just finishing a workout together. Her being two bites into a sugary, jelly-filled pastry was met with teasing from the duo, enough to make Eunice feel guilty about her decisions. She knew she was in perfectly fine shape, but their comments still got under her skin just a bit.

“Stupid Paul,” she muttered, looking at the donut and taking one more large bite out of it. It was practically bleeding strawberry jelly at this point. With a sigh, Eunice tossed the rest of the donut into the trash can. She opened the medicine cabinet and began searching for a feminine product, totally oblivious to the chaos barely a foot away from her.

Amy saw the shadow of what might as well have been an asteroid descending down towards her in the trash can. It landed in the bottom of the basket with a soft thud, and though the falling donut did not hit Amy on the way down, the impact of it hitting the thin plastic bag in the can was enough to launch Amy. She screamed as she came crashing back down, right on the white, powdery surface of the donut. A tiny white cloud puffed up from the donut at Amy’s point of impact. She was momentarily dazed and confused, though she was brought back to her senses by the incredibly alluring odor, both fried and sweet, that was surrounding her.

“Huh, well I guess I won’t starved to death,” Amy said to herself with a laugh. She wiped some of the powdered sugar off of her face using her finger and sticked it in her mouth. “Mmm, not bad,” she said, reaching down and tearing a tiny chunk off to eat.

Watching as Eunice walked out of the room carrying something in her right hand, Amy didn’t bother to scream or try and get the giant woman’s attention. From her experience being tiny, she knew it was pointless, and figured she would have better opportunities later. What she was not counting on, was Eunice shutting off the bathroom lights.

“Fuck!” Amy shouted temporarily losing the ability to see. She stuck her hands out in front of her, blindly trying to find her way around. The sugary surface now proved to her an issue for Amy, as the tiny woman took a misstep and fell forward with her hands out in front of her, breaking her fall and preventing her from hitting her head.

As Amy landed, her miniscule body landed on a soggy patch of the fried dough with weaker structural integrity than elsewhere on the donut. She now felt herself falling again in the darkness, only to land in an incredibly thick, sticky and cold substance. 

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?!” Amy screamed, realizing her current predicament. Of all the places she thought she would end up today, in the middle of a jelly-filled donut was NOT high up on her list. The tiny woman began to struggle, her head dipping below the gelatinous substance. She managed to resurface but realized she was struggling badly. She needed to get out of this delicious but deadly trap now!

Amy began to frantically paddle and pull her way through the sweet ooze. She swallowed mouthfuls of the jam, and while it was delicious, she soon became nauseated from having nothing else in her stomach. Unable to see where she was going, the shrunken nurse continued to trudge forward, trying to stay a top the substance, until there was nothing in front of her or below her. She let out a short shriek, as she tumbled out of the donut back onto the tissue she had originally been thrown out with.

Sapped of energy, Amy could only lie there on Kleenex, her body now much more discolored and sticky than before. Exhausted and extremely stressed, the tiny woman began to drift off to sleep. She could figure out a way to grow back once she woke up.

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Amy awoke startled about an hour later. She looked around at her surroundings, and all the previous events came racing back to her. She saw the titanic donut continuing to slowly ooze reddish-purple goo like a slow-motion waterfall. Amy’s frustration began to boil over and she started to swear aloud to herself, getting more and more pissed off that she was still a prisoner in this waste basket. Amy was so distracted with her tiny tirade, that she almost failed to hear the sound that woke her up in the first place.  Almost.

It was a peculiar buzzing sound, one that was coming from somewhere above her. For the first time in a while, Amy was now fearful. The buzzing sound was getting closer, and in the faded light of the dark bathroom, she could see the large silhouette of a flying invertebrate land atop the pastry.  “Holy shit,” she whispered, watching a second insect land near the first. “Those flies are huge!”

The common houseflies were about a quarter-inch in length, though this was twice the size of Amy. She watched, having no idea to react to the presence of these monstrous insects. She tried to remain as motionless as possible, wanting the flies to stay distracted with their jelly feast. She noticed too late the sound of descending buzzing, turning in horror to see a third fly landing above her body.

“Fuck! Get away!” Amy shouted, as the fly landed on top of her jelly-soaked body, it’s long legs on either side of her, preventing her from escaping. “Go on! Shoo!” she screamed, as she furiously kicked at the insect, trying to scare it off. This had very little effect on the insect, as it lowered its’ disgusting proboscis-like-trunk and began dragging it against Amy’s body.

Utterly grossed out, Amy felt the fly’s alien like mouth-piece continue to lap and suck up the sticky goo off of her body. It was primarily focused on her midsection, but Amy began to shout and punch at the creature’s proboscis when it attempted to move towards her face. The insect seemed confused by this, and before Amy could do anything else or make any attempts to escape, the fly grasped her between it’s six long legs!  It’s wings beat rapidly, and before anything could be done, the giant invertebrate was soaring through the air.

Though Amy’s initial instincts were to struggle and fight, wriggling her way free from this demonic looking insect, her common sense won out, She knew that if this fly dropped her, all that would happen was that she would fall to her death. All she could do was stay still for right now, and prepare to fight this creature for her life as soon as it landed.

As the fly exited the bathroom, Amy was in stunned silence as the fly entered the downstairs family room. Standing there were the titanic bodies of her mother, as well as her cousins Paul and Eunice. The two twins were sitting on the couch, while Chloe was standing by the window, trying to get some fresh air after her workout. Amy desperately tried to glance down towards her mom’s feet, wondering if Sandra was still down there. The distance was too far though, and the tiny nurse couldn’t make out any signs of life down between those massive toes.

With the fly still holding Amy hostage, it began to fly past Chloe, attempting to get out the windows and out of the house. As it flew past, Chloe nonchalantly waved her hand at it, trying to shoo it away. The creature reached the window but seemed buzzled by the glass pane before it, bumping into it twice. The confused creature began flying off in the other direction, back towards Chloe.

As Chloe was caught up in conversation with her niece and nephew, the fly began to fly towards her head. More specifically, the fly was starting to land on top of Chloe’s head. The creature was tiring from carrying Amy’s weight and needed time to replenish its energy.

As it landed on top of Chloe’s scalp among the dark hairs, the six legs finally released Amy from their grasp. Amy rolled the second she hit the ground and kicked at the fly, desperate to give herself some space. It seemed to work, with the fly momentarily too tired to pursue her.

Without warning, Chloe’s titanic hand started to brush through her hair. “EWWWW!” the woman shouted, startling her own shrunken daughter. Chloe had heard the buzzing, and was initially worried there was a bee or wasp that had landed on her head. After quickly brushing her hand through her hair, she was relieved to see it was just a fly.

While Amy was now safe from that disgusting pest, she was now in a much greater danger. Her mom’s giant hand had pushed her towards the front of her head. Amy was now rolling towards that cliff that was her mother’s forehead. Though she tried, she was unable to stop or slow her momentum.

Amy began to scream bloody murder as she slowly lost what little grip she had left, and began sliding down the skin of her mother’s brow. Her tiny, purple-stained body slid down the middle of her mom’s face, those enormous brown eyes on either side of her but unable to recognize her.

Knowing the only had seconds left to slow her momentum, Amy furiously tried to dig her hands into the ground below her to gain some traction. Her body began to slow as she started to descend down her mother’s nose. “Shit, mom help!” she screamed to no avail. She continued to slow, but the sheer drop-off that was the tip of her mom’s nose was getting closer and closer.

Laying on her stomach and sliding feet first, Amy closed her eyes, preparing for the worst.

Then everything stopped. Amy continued to lay there motionless, fearing any movement would spell disaster for her. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she had stopped, just before reaching the tip of her mom’s nose. She started to laugh at her luck, relieved that she hadn’t plummeted to her doom. Then she saw those colossal brown eyes of her mother were zeroed in on her.

“JESUS, SANDRA’S GOT A LOT OF BUGS IN THIS HOUSE,” Chloe muttered, checking to make sure Paul and Eunice weren’t paying attention. Bringing her thumb up to her face, Chloe scrapped her off strange purple creature off her nose. She couldn’t help but shake her head, seeing whatever this was sprawled out on her thumb like a starfish.

The massive woman walked back to the bathroom, fully intending on brushing this pathetic bug off her hand and into the toilet, flushing it, and letting this weird creature meet its fate in the sewers. As she prepared to do so, she hesitated for just a moment. There was something off about whatever was stuck to her thumb, it almost seemed to be waving at her. “What the heck?” she whispered, lifting her thumb right in front of her eyes.

As the exhausted body of Amy continued to lie there, she did all she could to wave her arms. She was almost to burnt out to sit up in shock when her mom whispered the word “AMY?”

Very carefully, Chloe lifted her thumb to her ear, allowing her eighth of an inch daughter to climb off into it. After some careful steps to avoid getting trapped in wax, Amy was in enough where her shouts could be heard. She gave only the most important details, that she was trapped tiny, and the submarine was still on Sandra’s bed.

Of course, Chloe helped the tiny woman and got her back to the submarine immediately, allowing her to grow back. Without hesitation, Amy dropped to the floor right by her mom’s giant feet. She gagged at the stench, but frantically began searching for Sandra. “What’re you doing sweetie?” Chloe asked confused.

“Shit,” Amy muttered, unable to find her crazed aunt. Walking back downstairs with her mom, Paul and Eunice were equally as shocked to see their cousin, color in sticky, purple gel. Amy also took this opportunity to tell them about Sandra.

“So wait, if she’s not on Chloe’s foot, where is she?” Paul asked.

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Sandra was currently in a state of shock. Trapped at the size of an eighth of an inch tall, and between her older sister’s foul-smelling toes, Sandra was now getting the full experience of what exactly it meant to be shrunken. She had been on the other side of this multiple times in the past, tormenting and even killing off shrunken people unlucky enough to encounter her. But now she was really finding out just how dangerous this could be.

Still trying to process seeing watching her niece get launched off Chloe’s foot was a struggle for her. Sandra had not seen Amy land, honestly she didn’t even know if Amy was still alive. Having no idea how she was going to get out of this situation, Sandra tried to remember what she and Amy talked about. Before Amy was thrown off her own mother’s foot, she had told Sandra they needed to irritate Chloe’s foot if they were going to get her attention.

Being squeezed tightly between her sister’s toes, it became increasingly difficult for Sandra to focus. She did her best to squirm around and used her tiny fists to pound on the skin between Chloe’s toes, albeit with no results. The miniaturized woman continued this for several minutes before getting tired.

Almost immediately after giving up on her attempts to get Chloe’s attention, the floor began to vibrate and another titan appeared to enter the room. Craning her head upwards, Sandra’s jaw dropped as she realized she was staring up at the gargantuan form of her daughter, Eunice. She couldn’t believe how massive her own daughter was, it wasn’t that long ago that all three of her children entered the submarine and were swallowed by Sandra.

While Eunice stood there talking with her Aunt Chloe, Sandra noticed her daughter was holding a white object in her right hand. She didn’t pay much attention to it, until she heard her daughter say something indecipherable. The looked up and saw that Eunice had dropped the large, white object, and it was now falling directly towards Chloe’s foot.

Sandra screamed, covered her head and closed her eyes, fully expecting to be crushed by whatever was falling towards her. She heard the thud as it landed on the skin of Chloe’s foot and only then opened her eyes.

“Oww,” Chloe laughed glancing at her clumsy niece. She felt the soft texture of the object on her bare foot and instantly knew it was a tampon.

“Shit, sorry,” Eunice said, blushing as she reached down to pick it up. Chloe just continued to laugh and shake her head, teasing Eunice a bit more.

Back down on the foot, Sandra was unsure of what this giant object was, but there was what looked like a long, white rope attached to it. Feeling this was her best chance to get rescued, Sandra quickly grasped a hold of the rope, and held on for dear life as Eunice reached down and grasped the object.

Thoroughly embarrassed that she had just dropped a fresh tampon onto her aunt’s foot, Eunice rushed upstairs to her bedroom as her brother and aunt continued to chat downstairs. Shutting her door behind her, Eunice removed her shorts and underwear and stood in front of her bedroom mirror, grabbing the tampon in her right hand.

It had finally dawned on Sandra what exactly she was holding on to. She had realized it was an unused tampon, though she realized this a bit too late. The tampon was currently in the grip of her daughter, and Sandra could only scream as she clung to the string for her life.

The tiny woman’s eyes bugged-out and her screaming became more and more desperate and hysterical. Eunice had lowered her hand and was bringing the tampon right into her vagina. “Oh god no, this isn’t happening!” Sandra wailed, realizing that her ant-sized body was now pressed right up against the giant pussy lips of her daughter.

Eunice pulled her underwear and shorts back on, thinking nothing of the traumatizing situation her own mother was currently experiencing. She continued her day and went off to the kitchen to make herself a snack.

Sandra’s day had gone from bad to worse. Being trapped between her sister’s sweaty toes was bad.  Being trapped against her daughter’s shaved pussy was much worse. The tiny woman tried to put some space between her and the giant vagina, but every time Eunice took a step, Sandra would end up tumbling back towards her daughter’s womanhood.

As Eunice was making herself some food, she felt a slight annoyance in her pants. Making sure nobody was watching, Eunice lowered her hand down into her crotch to scratch the itch.

“Shit, Eunice look out!” yelled as her daughter’s giant fingers descended, nearly grinding her into a paste. Sandra had no where to go, and Eunice’s index finger made contact with her body. As Eunice continued to satisfy that itch, her finger pressed her mom’s body past her vaginal lips, trapping her inside her vagina. She continued to make herself some food, totally oblivious to her mom’s new plight.

--

After enjoying her food and heading downstairs to watch some T.V. with Paul, both siblings turned around very confused to see their aunt Chloe and their cousin Amy, although she was covered in something reddish-purple standing behind them talking. Amy explained everything that had happened, and that Sandra was shrunken somewhere in this house, but was no longer on Chloe’s foot.

“So wait, if she’s not on Chloe’s foot, where is she?” Paul asked.

Eunice went as white as if she had just seen a ghost.  “Ummm, remember that thing I dropped on your foot,” she said to Chloe, having to look down in embarrassment.

Amy and Paul had no idea what she was talking about, but Chloe sure seemed to. “Oh god,” she whispered, looking horrified at her niece. “Please tell me you didn’t.”

Racing to her feet, Eunice immediately ran to the bathroom and slammed the door.

“What the hell is going on?” Paul asked. Chloe looked extremely uncomfortable and went on to explain to Paul and Amy that Eunice had dropped a tampon onto her foot earlier. The same foot Sandra was stranded on.

Re-emerging from the bathroom with a look of sheer panic draped across her face, Eunice was taking deep breaths, trying her best to calm herself down. “She’s…uhhh…she’s not on the tampon,” the college-aged woman said, looking down again as her face turned as red as a tomato.

“So that means she’s….” Amy trailed off as Paul and Chloe looked at her. Amy’s just nodded her head towards Eunice.

“Oh fuck, mom!” Paul shouted as it dawned on him exactly where his mother was. Eunice was nearly in tears, horrified at the thought that her own mother must’ve been inside of her vagina.

“So now what?” Eunice asked frantically. “We need to save her!”

Chloe turned her attention to her daughter without saying anything. Amy returned the look and dropped her head. “God dammit,” she whispered to herself. All she wanted to do now was take a shower, not shrink back down again.

--

Amy piloted the submarine in silence, really fed up with the antics of her family today. Darkness surrounded the shrunken vehicle and she just wanted to go home and take a nap.

She could hear the muffled crying behind her coming from the passenger bay. Both Chloe and Paul were back there, comforting the shell-shocked Sandra. They had found her shortly after entering the cavernous vagina of Eunice. The poor woman had been stuck, face-first against the vaginal wall of Eunice, held in place by sticky fluid. Chloe and Paul were the ones to pry her free, while Amy remained in the cockpit and had to resist her urge to laugh at her aunt’s predicament.

There was a loud moan as the tiny sub drove against Eunice’s clit on the way out. Amy had to give her younger cousin credit, she didn’t act like a sex-crazed giantess who just went on a horny rampage at the first chance she had.

Driving through Eunice’s pussy lips and back into the daylight, the sub was gently gripped by the giantess and placed on the living room floor, where she gave them plenty of space to grow back. This was followed by a heartfelt family reunion and a three-way hug between Sandra, Eunice and Paul.

Sandra had insisted that Chloe and Amy stay for dinner, wanting to thank them for sticking around to save her life. The mother and daughter obliged, though Amy still just really wanted to go home. At least she was able to FINALLY get that shower while dinner was cooking.

However, shortly after they finished eating, Sandra asked to speak with Amy alone. As they entered into Sandra’s bedroom, the duo made small talk, until Sandra finally got to what she was really after.

“So, I did the training like you asked,” she said, trying to sound as persuasive as possible. “A deal’s still a deal right?”

Amy couldn’t believe it. Her whole plan had failed. Sandra still wanted to be able to use a shrinking submarine after all. “Seriously?!” she snapped. “After everything today, that didn’t warn you off enough about how dangerous these things can be?!”

“Hey, you said if I shrunk down and you showed me how to fly it, I could keep it!” Sandra insisted. “That was the deal for growing YOU back.”

For a bit, Amy continued to argue, but realize she wasn’t getting anywhere. She threw her hands up into the air and just shrugged. “Fine, as soon as I get a new sub, you can have the one that we rescued you today in. The other is still totaled somewhere on your family room floor.”

Sandra gave an ecstatic yell and tightly hugged her niece. Amy reciprocated, not sure how to feel. She had done her best to show Sandra how risky these could be, but if her aunt didn’t want to pay attention to that, it was her problem. One thing Amy was absolutely certain about, she wouldn’t be rescuing Sandra anymore. That woman was on her own.

Life had seemed to return to normal for Amy. She had managed to avoid seeing her deranged Aunt Sandra since the last shrinking incident, which was something she wasn’t about to complain about. She hadn’t gone over to her parent’s house much lately, tending to just stay at her apartment instead. Something about being almost squished by her mother made it a bit uncomfortable going over there.

Making sure to keep herself preoccupied, Amy had been working with a few of the hospital higher-ups and IT techs to make improvements for the shrinking submarine technology. Amy’s recent work had earned her both a promotion and a raise. She was a full-on expert at using the shrinking technology, which meant she was doing less work inside of patients, and doing more of the administrative work like training new shrinking nurses to pilot the subs, as well as finding new ways to improve the tech they already.

One of Amy’s latest projects that she was very proud of was she and a few of the IT techs finding and perfecting a for Amy to control the subs remotely. Sure she had used this before when her cousin had entered her nose, but she and her team had made some major improvements, meaning she could control any of the subs just from her tablet.

--

It was a late night for Amy in a relatively quiet wing of the hospital. She was scrolling through her phone, taking a break from making plans for training the next batch of recruits. Other hospitals were now wanting to incorporate shrinking technology, so Amy’s days were just getting longer and busier.

Though she was in a quieter part of the hospital away from patient rooms, Amy thought she heard voices she didn’t recognize out in the hallway. Getting up quietly, the nurse poked her head out of her office door, towards the bay where the shrinking submarines were kept when they were normal sized. She saw the silhouettes of two people inside there, which instantly arose her suspicions.

“What the hell?” she mumbled to herself. There was something very wrong with this, no one was supposed to be in there without supervision. Not wanting to take any chances and confront these people, Amy quietly closed the door to her office and pulled up the security cameras. Getting ready to call hospital security, she waited until the cameras loaded on her computer, so she could have a look at the culprits.

She froze for a moment, feeling that she had seen the two people on her screen before. It was a young man and woman, probably in their mid-to-late twenties. They were definitely a couple, and the guy appeared to be walking with a limp of some sort, as if he had suffered an injury to one of his legs. Amy’s eyes focused in on the woman, a blonde woman with large breasts who was also a bit heavier set, when a lightbulb suddenly went off over her head.

“Oh shit, Kelly?!” she said aloud to herself, recalling an incident several months ago. It all came back to her. Kelly was an idiot of a patient who had accidentally swallowed her engagement ring, meaning Amy and Kelly’s parents, boyfriend and another friend ventured inside of her massive stomach to retrieve it. The mission ended up being a disaster, with Kelly accidentally killing and digesting her friend and both of her parents, while her boyfriend, Alex, suffered an injury to his leg from the stomach acid. But what were they doing here now?

--

“Come on Alex, hurry up and be quiet!” Kelly insisted, shutting the door to the bay behind them. The couple stared in awe at the vast array of shrinking technology that was before them. Alex meekly agreed as the duo began walking up to the submarines, trying to pry the doors open.

After the incident in which Kelly had digested her friend and family, and nearly her boyfriend, Amy had really enjoyed the feeling of power that came with having people inside of her stomach. She had hatched the completely fool-proof plan to steal one of the submarines from the hospital and use it themselves. Her plan was for Alex to shrink down inside of the sub, and for her to sneak it out of the hospital somewhere inside of her body.

What Kelly and Alex had not counted on was that Amy was watching their every move on the security cameras inside the vehicle bay. A smile appeared on Amy’s face as she watched the duo struggle to figure out the mechanics of the submarines. “Let’s help them out a bit,” she whispered to herself, wanting to see what would happen next.

Using her tablet, Amy connected to one of the subs that the lovebirds were trying to break into, turning it on and causing the door to open. The duo froze seeing this. “Hey nice job honey,” Kelly said, planting a kiss on Alex’s cheek. “You figured it out!”

“Yeah…sure,” Alex said hesitantly. He had no idea why he had let her drag him into this crazy situation, this was insanely stupid and if they were caught surely they’d be spending significant time in jail. Plus, he didn’t think he’d actually done anything with the sub.

“Well, what’re you waiting for?” Kelly asked, grabbing Alex’s ass and giving it a playful squeeze, causing him to jump. “Aren’t you going in?”

More hesitation. “I uhh….”

“What’re you scared?” the blonde asked in a teasing manor. “Don’t you want to be inside me?”

Amy smiled seeing Alex fidget uncomfortably at his girlfriend’s comments. This was gonna be fun, she thought to herself.

After a short discussion, Alex took a deep breath and walked up the three steps into the door of the submarine. As he made his way past the passenger bay into the cockpit, Amy could see Kelly on the cameras calling something out to Alex. That was good enough for her.

Using the remote controller on the tablet, Amy closed and locked the door of the submarine. She saw Alex frantically trying to pull it open and escape, knowing something was about to go wrong. He was furiously banging on the windshield of the cockpit, trying to get the attention of Kelly, but she just stood there smiling, giving him a cute wave.

“Alright, let’s shrink it down,” Amy mumbled, activating the primary function of the submarine. She typed away on her tablet before selecting a suitable size, and turned her attention back towards the camera.

Kelly watched in anticipation as she could hear the submarine coming to life. The panicked look on her boyfriend’s face was just the cherry on top of this. Then, in a split second, the sub dwindled down towards the floor.

Inside the sub, Alex was trying and failing to keep calm. He could hear the sub coming to life and having shrunken once before inside of one, he knew what it meant. He assumed that either Kelly could not hear his cries for help or simply did not care, and he prayed it was the former.

Suddenly it happened. Alex screamed as the submarine he was currently inside of at his normal size shrunken down towards the floor, until it became just a mere half-centimeter long. The earth shook around the now tiny Alex as he tried desperately to regain his bearings. Then another loud crash. Before him was the massive blue flip flop accompanied by Kelly’s titanic right foot had just stomped down in front of him.

“BABY?  BABY IS THAT YOU?” the now gigantic woman called out, squatting down to what she thought was the shrunken submarine containing her prize inside. Reaching down, she plucked up the five millimeter submarine between two fingers and held it in front of her giant eyeball.

Inside of the sub, Alex was petrified. He couldn’t believe how god-damn huge Kelly was. Her eyeball alone dwarfed the entire sub, let alone his shrunken body, which couldn’t have been more than two millimeters tall now. “BABY YOU’RE SOOOOO CUTE!” the giantess cooed, almost rupturing the tiny guy’s ear drums as she spoke.

Licking her lips, Kelly temporarily forgot about the second part of her plan, which was leaving with the tiny submarine inside of her. Previously when she had swallowed the shrunken submarine, she was in too much pain and panic to really take it in and enjoy the power trip. This was different. “MMMM, THIS IS SO FUCKING HOT RIGHT NOW,” the giant woman moaned, grabbing her breast with one hand. “I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT WITH YOU,” she mocked.

While these words were absolutely terrifying to poor Alex, Amy found them hilarious. She was listening in through the microphone on the sub, and could hear both Alex’s pleas for Kelly to put him down as well as Kelly’s aroused taunts. She also then picked up on the sound of Kelly’s stomach rumbling.

“UGH, YOU HEAR THAT BABY?” the massive woman teased, lowering the submarine down in her hand and bringing it towards her large stomach, pressing it against her soft, exposed skin. Another titanic rumble was emitted from the hungry organ, as if it was calling for Kelly to send Alex into it as a sacrifice. “MMMM, I THINK IT WANTS YOU BABY,” Kelly giggled, closing her eyes. “DO YOU WANT TO GO IN MY TUMMY?”

Unable to hear Alex’s frantic and pathetic cries not to eat him, Kelly would not have listened anyway. Her heart was set on this, and if Alex had a problem with that, it was on him. Bringing the sub back up to her face, Kelly puckered her pink lips and brought the tiny vehicle against it, planting a massive wet kiss on the ship and releasing it was a loud, popping ‘MWAHHHH!’ 

The giantess smiled, flashing her pearly, white teeth to the tiny being trapped within the confines of the submarine. “YOU TASTE SO GOOD ALEX, WHY DON’T YOU SPEND SOME TIME IN MY TUMMY!” she teased, depositing the shrunken vehicle onto her fat, wet tongue. Alex was in a panic and desperately tried to grab the steering wheel of the sub, but he didn’t know what he was doing, and the wheel seemed to lock up on him. In actuality, Amy still had the controls of the sub and was totally invested in seeing what happened next.

Most of the light faded away for Alex as Kelly closed her mouth, sealing him inside. Now the only source of illumination were the headlights, which were currently giving Alex a good view of the disgusting back of Kelly’s throat. The monstrous woman tilted her head back and began to swallow. Alex had nowhere to go as the sub slid down the back of her throat, and he entered the esophagus of his girlfriend. He knew he was now essentially at his girlfriend’s mercy. He also knew that if he intended on surviving, that he would need to stay inside the sub at all costs.

With another horrendous gurgling noise, Kelly placed her hand on her stomach, absolutely loving the idea that her boyfriend was inside of her. As much as she loved Alex, part of her was wishing she could just digest him. The idea that the man she loved could be so insignificant to her, that her body would simply turn him into energy was really turning her on. Thinking she was alone, the perverse woman slipped her hand into the front of her pants and started to stroke her vagina.

While all this was going on, Amy just continued to watch in amazement. She had already gotten a good laugh out of all of this, and was now just watching to see what happened next. She had a weird feeling about Kelly in their last interaction, when this giant idiot was more concerned about her phone and engagement ring than about her parents not surviving her stomach. But this was a step beyond everything else. Kelly had literally just swallowed her boyfriend whole while he was helpless in the submarine, yet didn’t seem phased at all by it.

Inside of the vast stomach of Kelly, Alex was trying his best not to have a panic attack. He was just along for the ride at this point, not knowing how to control the sub. He just prayed that its’ integrity held and that he wouldn’t succumb to her lethal stomach acids. The tiny guy felt nauseous looking at the scene around him. The yellowish-brown waters around him bubbled and churned, and the remains of the chicken salad that Kelly had eaten for dinner were being slowly dissolved away right in front of his eyes.

A dinging sound snapped Alex out of his trance and he glanced down at his phone. It was a message from Kelly simply saying, “FACETIME ME!”

Not feeling that he had any choice, Alex obliged and soon the beautiful face of his girlfriend appeared on his phone. Alex instantly knew something was up from the look in Kelly’s eyes. It was a look he had seen many times before, usually right before they were about to have sex. She was also biting her lip before breaking the silence.

“HI BABY!  ARE YOU ALRIGHT IN THERE?” the goddess asked. Her booming voice shook the sub, which just caused her to laugh more. Alex noticed her breathing heavily from her mouth, and it sounded like she was trying to stifle moans. “TURN…TURN THE CAMERA AROUND, SHOW ME MY STOMACH!” the giant woman demanded. Seeing the walls of her stomach, the vast sea that was inside her, the food being broken down, was just too much for Kelly. She wanted people inside her stomach, dozens, if not hundreds of them. Trapped and slowly disintegrating into her body.

“MMMM, FUCK,” she muttered, her hand not flicking her clit faster and faster. She wanted Alex out of her stomach now so she could show him just how much of a goddess she was to him. “HANG ON BABY,” she said before hanging up the phone. Almost instantly, Alex heard a loud gagging noise and the stomach acids became rougher and rougher. One wave even overtook the sub for a second, dragging it underwater before it quickly resurfaced. Then he felt the sub being shot back up the esophagus, as if it was in a geyser.

“This girl’s crazy,” Amy laughed to herself, still watching Kelly on the cameras from the safety of her office. Kelly appeared to be losing it in the vehicle bay, and Amy was all here for it. Right now the blonde woman had just violently coughed up the tiny sub while bent over a trash can. After wiping her mouth, Kelly picked up the sub and placed it in a petri dish that was lying on one of the counters.

“ALRIGHT BABY, GET OUT OF THE SUB! Kelly said, placing the shrunken vehicle in the clear petri dish. She towered over it, glaring down at it while breathing heavily, growing more and more excited by the second. “NOW!” she demanded, her voice echoing throughout the room, loud enough that Amy could hear it down the hall.

An excited grin continued to spread over Kelly’s face, as she witnessed the barely recognizable body of Alex exited the submarine, now stranded and seemingly helpless in the petri dish. Reaching down, Kelly plucked up the tiny submarine and placed it on a counter. Turning her attention back to the petri dish containing her beloved boyfriend, she began to remove her pants and underwear.

Amy’s jaw dropped watching from her office down the hall, with no choice but to laugh at the craziness she was witnessing. Kelly’s body stood over petri dish which she had placed on a stool, just under the level of her crotch.

Down inside the petri dish, Alex was having a complete meltdown. He was stuck, trapped at two-millimeters tall inside this petri dish, with the safety of the shrunken submarine now far out of reach. All he could do was stare up at the titaness that was his fiancée who towered over him. Much more disturbing, was that Kelly was pleasuring herself over him, her monolithic fingers furiously rubbing her vagina and tickling her clit, all while staring down at him.

Starting to moan louder, Kelly’s eyes widened as she grew more and more aroused. It took every ounce of her self-control not to just scoop Alex up on one finger and shove him deep within her throbbing, wet pussy. Maybe she chose not to do that because she didn’t want to risk losing him in there. Maybe it was because she felt he was just too small for her to feel. Either way, Alex was NOT out of danger.

As Kelly’s womanhood became wetter and wetter, drops of her sexual fluid began to land inside the petri dish. Alex noticed this almost instantly, and one of the drops landed directly on his body, knocking him onto his back. The tiny man gagged, wiping the liquid out of his eyes and mouth. “Kelly fucking stop! Please!” the shrunken guy screamed, though he was FAR too small for his cries to be heard.

Losing herself in the moment, Kelly’s moans grew louder, the thrusts of her hips quickened in pace, and in the movements of her hand grew more and more rapid. In a state of pure bliss, Kelly was no longer paying attention to the well-being of her boyfriend, lost in her own perverted thoughts now.

What Kelly failed to realize was that Alex was in very bad shape. While she wasn’t about to fill up the petri dish with her cum, she was cumming enough that her two-millimeter boyfriend was struggling to dread the vile liquid.

Barely able to keep his head above water, Alex grew more and more tired treading this thick fluid. He felt his leg muscles tensing and cramping up. With his energy depleting, a tiny wave washed over him, dragging Alex under the surface. Closing his eyes, the tiny man tried his best to hold his breath, praying for a miracle. Alex soon lost consciousness, his pathetically small body becoming limp in a tiny puddle of his girlfriend’s cum.

“OH GOD, YES BABY!” Kelly shouted, achieving orgasm and began gasping heavily, struggling to catch her breath. She looked down at the petri dish and winked. “HOW’D YOU LIKE THAT, BABY?” she asked, grabbing her breasts, trying to look as sexy as she could right now.

Glancing down, Kelly’s eyes picked up the miniscule body of Alex, who was almost unrecognizable to her. She did notice that he wasn’t moving, and her heart started to race once more.

“BABY?” she asked, lowering her face down to the petri dish. Her nose wrinkled getting such a strong smell of her sexual fluids. She saw the tiny body of Alex appeared to be floating in the sticky liquid, but he definitely wasn’t moving on his own. “Shit,” Kelly mumbled to herself, biting her lower lip as she tipped her finger into the petri dish, pulling out her boyfriend. As the giant woman stared at her index finger for a few seconds, it became clear to her that Alex was not moving. “I’m sorry Alex,” Kelly said, before sticking her finger into her mouth, with Alex’s body being sucked off her thumb back down her throat.

Back in her office, Amy sat there dumbfounded, struggling to process what she had just witnessed. This psychotic woman who had already digested her parents and best friend had just accidentally drowned and eaten her boyfriend. Amy realized there wasn’t much time to rest, as Kelly wasn’t wasting time mourning her boyfriend. Rather, she was trying to get into another submarine, desperately trying to get the door open.

It dawned on Amy that this was going to be an ongoing issue with Kelly. She was going to keep trying to get a submarine, probably to try and use the submarine to shrink and eat more people. “Shit,” Amy said with a sigh, activating another shrinking submarine and opening the door, seeing Kelly climb inside of it. “Guess I’ve gotta take care of her.”

She felt a bit bad about what she was about to do, but knew she had to do it. Sure, she couldn’t stand this idiotic woman, but still felt bad about it. Grabbing her tablet, she walked down the hall into the vehicle bay and stood there staring at the submarine Kelly was in.

“Crap!” Kelly shouted, ducking down trying to hide in the submarine. She felt that she had wasted so much time pleasuring herself and fooling around with her boyfriend, that she delayed making her escape with the tiny sub. She also knew that she had no way of entering the submarine that Alex had shrunken down.

“I know you’re in there,” Amy called out, typing something out on the tablet. “It’s alright, Kelly,” Amy said.

Kelly froze. This must’ve been the same nurse who she had swallowed months ago with her parents. She had no idea how to react right now.

Unfortunately for her, she wouldn’t have the chance. The door of the sub suddenly shut. “Wait, what?” she asked, standing up and looking out the front windshield. It only took a second, before she was suddenly down on the floor in the submarine, which was now five millimeters long, making her the same size as Alex who she had just swallowed moments ago.

A giant white tennis shoe slammed down in front of the sup, and Kelly began to scream hysterically. She had never been shrunken before, and now the submarine she was using as a shelter was being lifted into the sky by this giant nurse.

Manipulating the submarine in her hand, Amy used the tablet to open the door of the sub, and began to “gently” shake the sub into the palm of her hand. Kelly continued to scream, as her diminutive form fell out of the open door, into the soft flesh of Amy’s palm.

“LOOK KELLY, I KNOW THE SHRINKING TECH IS COOL, BUT YOU’RE GOING CRAZY WITH IT,” Amy stated, trying to rationalize what she was about to do to this terrified woman. “I’M SORRY ABOUT THIS.”

Lifting her hand towards her face, Amy’s giant tongue extended, and descended down towards Kelly who was about to become a snack herself.

“No, I’m sorry! Please don’t eat me!” screamed Kelly, dropping to her knees and starting to cry. “I promise I won’t eat anyone else!”

If Amy could hear Kelly, she wouldn’t have believed her for a second. Her long, wet tongue made contact with Kelly’s tiny body, scooping her up like a tasty little morsel. The tongue disappeared into Amy’s mouth, and the massive nurse closed her eyes and swallowed. She briefly considered biting down and putting an end to Kelly’s peril, but felt that this woman deserved to be digested alive. She had eaten several people whole after all.

Kelly’s frenzied cries continued her entire ride down Amy’s throat, passing through the sphincter into her stomach. Being incredibly tiny with no protection from the hazardous acids, Kelly was no match for Amy’s stomach. The shrunken blonde was dissolved almost immediately, screaming in agony as everything faded to black inside nurse’s belly.

Exiting the passenger bay after growing the two submarines back to their original size, Amy had to go to the bathroom to collect herself. She had just eaten a person. Sure, she had accidentally eaten one of her co-workers in the past, but that wasn’t her intention. She had no just intentionally and willingly, shrunken and swallowed a woman, digesting her alive.

What confused Amy the most, was that she really didn’t seem to mind it all that much. She expected to hate herself right now, but just shrugged. Maybe this wouldn’t even be the last time she did this.

To be continued…..

 Amy let out a huge sigh in relief.  Finally, after months of issues with shrunken nursing staff being in every form of danger, Amy had assisted in figuring out a solution.  After many meetings with the research and development department, Amy had assisted in brainstorming the latest in shrunken medical submarine defense technology.  

The idea that she had pitched, and one that the tech team had managed to put into development, allowed a miniaturized submarine to fire a sort of defensive beam when facing total catastrophic dangers. 

This was not just some energy beam out of a standard science fiction movie.  Rather this actually used the pre-existing technology in the shrinking submarines and just redirected it.  The beam fired from the front of the sub channeled the energy that allowed the subs to shrink, causing whatever was posing a danger to the operator to shrink to a proportional size.  

Amy was ecstatic that the subs were finally getting some sort of defense.  It would require some testing and not all the subs would be equipped with it, but at least it was a start.  

There was one major drawback Amy encountered while testing the new equipment.  After one of the technicians had Amy shrink the submarine down to a couple millimeters long while she was inside of it, Amy was placed inside a Petri dish.  As a test, a large earthworm was also placed into the dish.  Amy knew it was harmless, but the massive, wriggling organism still freaked her out and sent chills down her spine.  

As the giant worm slowly inched towards her, Amy did what she was assigned to do and activated the beam.  In seconds, the worm seemed to disappear right in front of her, now the same proportional size a worm would be compared to Amy.  However, Amy immediately realized that the defense beam rerouted the submarine's power.  Amy sighed, realizing it had drained the power to the sub.  She grabbed her phone to text the technician she’d be small for a while.

After several more texts throughout the coming weeks, Amy was more and more confident using the defensive beam.  She still would operate the only sub fitted with one, just in case the device either malfunctioned or the sub was stuck small for too long.  She did appreciate that she sub recharged eventually on its own, it just took a while.  It wouldn’t be long before she was operating these with patients.  

—

It had been several weeks since Amy’s sub was equipped with the defensive beams.  In between her meetings with the R&D department and her training of new nurses, she had managed to take the sub out for test runs with several patients.  She really hadn’t had the chance to shrink anything using the beam though.  

While Amy was sitting in her new office typing a report, she heard an irritating voice call out to her.  “Hi Amy, I need you to check out a patient with your little ship on the third floor.”  

The voice belonged to Dr. Felicia Prescott.  A tall brunette in her late thirties, Felicia Prescott had a bad reputation with most of the hospital staff.  She had a very dismissive and flippant attitude toward the nurses, and even rubbed some of her fellow doctors the wrong way.  

“Hi Dr. Prescott,” Amy said, trying to mask the annoyed tones in her voice.  “What’s wrong with the patient?” 

“She’s got some weird rash right above her tailbone, I think it might be ringworm,” the doctor said, not even looking up from her phone. 

Amy paused waiting for the doctor to say more.  “Okay, why do you need me to use one of the subs?” 

Dr. Prescott could not have paid less attention to Amy’s question.  “Just thought you could use more practice,” she said, immediately irritating Amy.  “Besides, the patient is cooperative.”

Amy sighed.  “Alright, let me tell Marge and let her know….”

“Don’t worry about it,” Felicia interrupted.  “I already talked with her, she said you can do it.”

This surprised Amy and immediately made her suspicious.  She didn’t like people going behind her back or over her head.  Doctors like Felicia annoyed her.  They didn’t seem to realize Amy worked for the hospital, not them specifically. 

“You can just shrink down here,” and I’ll bring you up, Felicia said with a smile.  

More red flags were sent off in Amy’s mind.  This definitely seemed weird.  “Alright, I’ll text Marge and let her know I’m going,” she said, pulling out her phone and firing off a quick text.  She wanted to make sure that Felicia knew her boss would know about Amy’s whereabouts.  

After walking into an empty room, Amy re-grew her sub on the floor before climbing in.  “Crap, forgot to ask,” she muttered to herself alone inside the sub.  It dawned on her that she never asked Dr. Prescott how small she needed her.  “Screw it, if she doesn’t like it then too bad,” she muttered.  Adjusting a few dials, Amy and the sub soon rapidly dwindled down towards the floor.  

Before Amy could fully get her bearings. The ground began to shake all around her.  Soon a giant blue athletic shoe slammed down in front of her, knocking her on her ass in the cockpit.  “God dammit, be careful!” she screamed, while also cursing herself for shrinking before she could put a seatbelt on.  

The giant hand of Dr. Felicia Prescott descended down, plucking up the five millimeter submarine as if it was nothing.  “YOU ALRIGHT IN THERE?” she asked with a sarcastic tone in her voice.  Knowing she wouldn’t get a response, she stuck the submarine in her lab coat pocket and headed over to the elevator.  

With nothing to do but wait, Amy could just sit around the cockpit as Felicia made her way to the patient’s room.  A giant hand soon entered the pocket and pulled out the five-millimeter sub.  

Temporarily blinded by the light, Amy’s vision returned and she soon found herself staring through the windshield at a massive middle-aged blonde woman wearing glasses. 

“Holy shit,” she muttered, before laughing to herself.  She had seen giant people regularly for a long time now, but she still got startled when being exposed to them. 

“Alright this is Sarah Alders,” Dr. Prescott’s booming voice rang out through the sub, even though she was not shouting.  “She came in for a checkup and I noticed some irritation on her backside above her tailbone.  I want you to take a closer look at it.”

Amy watched as the giant blonde woman started to blush.  Without needing to be told, Sarah adjusted herself and turned over.  The hospital gown she was wearing was open in the back, revealing her huge, white asscheeks to the world.  

Lowering her hand, Dr. Prescott placed the tiny vehicle atop Sarah’s right ass cheek.  “Alright Sarah, try not to move around very much, we don’t want Amy ending up inside your butt,” she said, drawing laughs from both herself and Sarah. 

“Oh yeah, you’re hilarious,” Amy sighed from inside the submarine.  

“Amy I’ll be back in a little bit,” Felicia said as she started to walk out of the room.  She briefly stopped and looked back at the patient.  “And Ms. Alders ill let the receptionist know to direct your daughter up here.”

“Thank you,” Sarah called out as the doctor walked out of the room.  She put her head back down and smiled, trying not to laugh or flinch at the slightly ticklish sensation as the tiny submarine drove along her bare skin.  

“This is so stupid,” Amy breathed in annoyance.  “Why couldn’t she put me closer to the problem area?”  There was nothing she could do about it at the moment, and she continued her drive towards the reddish afflicted area in the distance

—

Brittney Alders was regretting not paying more attention when she was on the phone with her mom.  Her mom, Sarah, had told her what floor to check in on but Brittney’s mind has been elsewhere.  It didn’t help that she had left her phone at home before driving to the hospital.  “Shit, I think she said second floor,” she said out loud.  

As the twenty-year old blonde wandered the second floor, she couldn’t help but be creeped out. It was pretty empty, and she hadn’t seen any other patients walking around.  She figured this must have been an admin wing or something.  ‘Better ask for directions’, she thought to herself.  

She walked up to a door with an EMPLOYEES ONLY sign on it and knocked a few times.  She then pushed the door open before uttering “Hello?”

—

It was important for Andrew to perfect this type of technology.  The former engineering student was one of the head techs at the hospital responsible for working on the shrinking submarines.  He had decided to come in on a Saturday knowing the hospital would be much quieter, his bosses would not be there, and he’d be able to get a lot done.  He was obsessed with his current project of perfecting the defensive beams on the subs, if for no other reason than to impress Amy Lin.  

Andrew had been working closely with Amy for the past few weeks and thought she was both a beautiful and intelligent young woman.  He knew she’d be working today, so he figured he’d make time to show her any improvements he could make on the sub.  

While he was working, Andrew ran into a buddy of his, a security guard in his mid thirties named Gary as he was patrolling the mostly quiet floor of the hospital.  

As the two made small talk about their respective days, Gary’s curiosity about the submarine had gotten the better of him.  Sure, he’d worked in the hospital for over a year now, but working public safety he’d never had the chance to shrink down.  Until Andrew offered him an opportunity.  

Andrew wanted to test out the defensive beam on an actual person.  He pitched Gary his plan of him shrinking down in the sun, Gary stepping right next to it, and him firing at Gary.  It seemed like a foolproof plan, as no one besides them should be on the floor of the hospital today.  

Despite his hesitation and a little voice in the back of his head warning him not to, Gary agreed to the test.  Closing the door to the room with an EMPLOYEES ONLY sign on the door, he shook his head seeing the room was full of spare parts and machinery, with a full size sub in the middle of the room. 

Watching his buddy enter the sun, he saw Andrew give him a thumbs up through the windshield, before the submarine reduced in size.  “Holy shit,” Gary whispered.  He knew the sub would get smaller, but not THAT much smaller.  He assumed it would look like a toy or something, now he had to look closely just to spot the tiny vehicle on the floor.  

A text popped up on his phone from Andrew, signaling he was ready to approach.  “OKAY HERE I COME,” he called out, his large, black steel-toes boots slamming into the ground, sending vibrations all across the floor.  

With his heart racing, Andrew decided to wait till the very last second to fire the defensive beam.  It was a direct hit, striking Gary in the right boot.  Gary rapidly started to dwindle down in size until he was proportional with the tiny submarine, approximately two millimeters tall.

Knowing the now shrunken security guard would be confused and disoriented, Andrew hopped out of the tiny submarine and rushed over to him.  He saw Gary on his hands and knees with his eyes closed.  “Hey, you alright man?” he asked nervously.  

Gary gave him a thumbs up.  “Yeah, just a little dizzy,” he said, seeing Andrew offering him a hand to pull him up to his feet.  Gary was completely in awe.  He was standing in the middle of a room that might as well have been a city to him.  

“Holy crap, how small are we?” 

“Two millimeters,” Andrew laughed. He smiled, always enjoying seeing someone experience being shrunken for the first time.  He made sure to alert Gary that they’d be stuck small for a while after shrinking while they sub re-charged.  

Transfixed by the world at this tiny size, Gary started to wander away from the sub.  Andrew called out to him twice, but thought nothing of it.  He wasn’t going far and there weren’t really any dangers in the room.  Then he heard a pounding on the door.

“HELLO?  ANYONE HERE?” an echoing yet still feminine voice called out.  The door slowly started to open. 

Andrew froze in shock, seeing what could only be described as a titaness standing in the doorway.  “Who the fuck is that?” the shrunken engineer whimpered.  

In the doorway stepping in was a young, blonde woman taller than a skyscraper.  To Andrew she looked like she was about twenty years old, wearing a black camisole top, low cut blue jeans, and a pair of flip flops.  The giant woman started looking around in confusion, before taking more steps, entering the room.  

“What the hell?” Brittney muttered.  She had no idea why the employee's only sign was on the door, it just looked like a bunch of random mechanical junk was laying around in this room.  

There were various pieces of machinery with blinking lights which Brittney glanced at, paying very little attention to where she was walking.  As she was pivoting, getting dangerously close to the two shrunken men on the floor, she suddenly felt something stick under her flip flop.  

Lifting her leg, Brittney frowned seeing a wad of white, mint gum stuck to the base of the flip flop.  “Are you kidding me,” she whispered, and slid her foot out of the shoe.  

The giant woman turned and started walking in the other direction, towards the sink in the corner of the room.  She had no idea of the jeopardy she was now putting the room’s two tiny occupants in.  

“Gary watch out!” screamed Andrew as loudly as his little lungs could muster.  He watched as his buddy tried to run out of the giant woman’s path, but to no avail.  Gary’s tiny body was replaced by a giant wall of flesh.  

Andrew could just stand there with his jaw agape and eyes bulging out of his head, seeing the giant foot obliterate the body of the security guard.  

Taking another step forward, Brittney paused.  She felt something under her foot and froze.  “CRAP, THAT BETTER NOT BE MORE GUM,” she mumbled.  Lifting her foot, a scowl formed on her face.  “GROSS,” she spat, not planning on bugs being in this room. 

Just as she planted her giant barefoot back on the ground, her eyes spotted movement.  It appeared there was another tiny insect scurrying across the floor.  

Andrew’s heart pounded in his chest.  He desperately started to sprint back towards the submarine, knowing that even with its low power it would still offer him some sort of protection.  

He wouldn’t get far though. The ground shook behind him as Brittneys colossal foot slammed into the ground.  Knocked off his feet, Andrew’s momentum caused him to roll a few millimeters, ending up on his back.  He looked up and saw Brittneys body towering above him, hands on her hips.  She lifted her foot high into the air above the tiny, cowering engineer.  Several miniscule pieces of dirt and drops of sweat fell, landing in the area around him.  

Andrew let out one last scream before a mountain of flesh pressed down on his body, grinding him into a paste.  “God that’s gross, better wash up,” Brittney said to herself.  

“Hey, what’re you doing,” a voice called out behind her, causing Brittney to jump up in fright.  

“Oh I…I was….” Brittney stuttered, looking embarrassed while holding one flip flop in her hands.  She was staring right at a confused security guard holding a large flashlight.  

“Employees only,” he said, pointing to the sign.  

“Right, sorry. I got lost,” she said, looking embarrassed.  “Do you know where Dr. Prescott’s patients are?”  

The security guard gave an indifferent shrug, clearly not caring very much.  He simply pointed to a directory list at the end of the hallway and told Brittney to check that.  

The young woman slid her flip flop back on, though slightly annoyed the gum was still causing it to stick, as she made her way down the hall with the security guard keeping an eye on her.

—

“I don’t think it’s ringworm, looks more like an allergic reaction or sensitive skin,” Amy typed out in a message to Dr. Prescott.  “She might just need a new laundry detergent or something.”  

Amy had made the risky decision to step out of the submarine onto the giant woman’s tailbone, directly above her giant asscheeks.  She didn’t stay long, just enough to get a look at the irritated area.  She soon retreated back to the safety of the sub and waited for Dr. Prescott to return.  

Felicia Prescott returned to the room shortly after receiving Amy’s message.  She told Sarah what Amy had found out and told her she’d be back in a few minutes with a prescription.  

“Hey wait, what about me?!” Amy shouted watching the giant doctor walk out of the room.  She didn’t need the doctor to carry her back to normal size, but it would make life a lot easier.  There wasn’t enough space in the patient’s room to grow back, so she’d have to travel down the hall and find an empty room to do so.  

Deciding it would be easiest to traverse back the way she came, Amy began to pilot the sub back up Sarah’s right ass cheek.  It could save more of the subs power if she could get airborne from a launching point, instead of taking off directly from the ground.  

While Sarah continued to lay on her stomach waiting for the doctor to return, she heard a familiar voice in the doorway of the room.  “Hi mom, I found you!”  

“About time,” Sarah said with a smile, seeing her daughter standing there in the doorway.  “What took you so long?”

Brittney shrugged, embarrassed to tell her mother that she got lost because she wasn’t paying attention.  “Well I left my phone at home, there was traffic and stuff,” she said, telling a partial lie before motioning to her mom's exposed butt through the hospital gown.  

“I thought I had a rash or something, just some bad skin irritation,” Sarah said, shaking her butt a few times with a smile while still laying on her stomach.  “The doctor should be back soon though, then I’ll be ready to go.”

What Sarah failed to realize was that when she briefly shook her butt, Amy and the tiny submarine were atop her ass cheek, preparing to take flight.  As the giant woman moved, Amy’s sub was thrown from her body into the air, which started descending down towards the floor.  

“Shit!  Shit!  Shit!” Amy shouted, frantically trying to regain control of the sun and pull out of this nose dive.  She saw the floor approaching quickly, when she finally felt the sub cooperating.  At the last second, Amy managed to right the sub, which skidded along the floor before coming to a rest.  

Amy held the controls with a death grip, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to catch her breath.  

Suddenly the ground shook in front of her.  Before her, stepped the absolutely massive body of Brittney, her right foot shaking the ground beneath her.  

Not moving a muscle, Amy sat there in awe as the giant woman stood before her.  For some reason, she was only wearing one of her flip flops, holding the other in her hand.  

“Let me see what’s taking so long,” Brittney mumbled, and turned back to the doorway to look for the doctor.  Sarah smiled, and turned her back towards the door to stretch a bit. 

Poking her head out in the hallway, Brittney could hear several nurses and doctors in a patient’s room across the hall.  Something was going on there that sounded important.  “Eh, they’ll be back soon,” she muttered to herself. 

The young woman took a step back into the room, her giant feet quickly closing in on Amy’s tiny sub on the floor.  The sub was reacting slowly, mainly because of the emergency landing stunt Amy had just pulled.  

She saw the giant pair of feet approaching, when Brittney arched her foot slightly in the air.  This allowed Amy to see the underside of her bare foot, much to her horror. 

Amy had no idea how but there was at least one red spot smeared on the bottom of Brittney’s foot.  This was all Amy needed to see to identify what it was.  Not all of the remains were ground into a red pulp, there was still enough intact to be identified as a pulverized human body.  

Not thinking clearly, Amy started to shout inside the sub.  Her mind was racing as she tried to decide what to do.  Then Brittney flinched slightly, her bare foot coming closer to Amy.  

Feeling like she was out of options, Amy decided to take the drastic measure and activate the defensive beam.  It only took a second, but the five millimeter sub rerouted its power and fired at Brittney.  

Sarah turned back towards the door hearing a quiet thud on the floor.  “Brit?” she said alou, seeing only one flip flop now laying on the floor.  The flip flop Brittney was holding.  

Down on the ground, Brittney was trying to process what happened.  Her whole world had started spinning and before she knew it, she was now smaller than a bug on the cold, tile floor of her mom’s hospital room.  

She barely had time to react as a shadow started to overtake her.  She looked up and began screaming hysterically seeing the immense flip flop plummeting down towards her.  She had lost her grip on it when she shrunk and now it was about to end her life!

The tiny woman screamed and raw, the flip flop landing just behind her.  As Brittney sat on the solid floor, she stared at the giant shoe in disbelief.  “What?  What the fuck happened to me?” she mumbled.  She had heard about shrinking technology being used in medicine from the news but never really paid any attention to it.  Whatever it was, it must’ve been very real.  

“Crap,” Amy muttered, realizing what her sense of panic had done.  Now she had to deal with a tiny guest in the hospital, along with having hardly any power left in the submarine.  She was cursing herself for losing her nerve, she knew she was trained better than that.  

She was now beginning to question herself.  What if she hadn’t actually seen what she thought she had?  Maybe the young blonde had stepped on a bug or something else.  “Shit, better go get her,” Amy whispered.  The sub barely had any power left in it, and all Amy could manage was a pathetically slow crawl along the floor of the hospital room.  

Overwhelmed by her current circumstances, Brittney slowly approached the giant flip flop.  It was laying face up, but the foul odor was still distinct enough for her to smell.  “Guess my feet do smell pretty bad,” she laughed, trying but failing to calm her own nerves. 

*THWACK!*

The ground shook behind Brittney.  The tiny woman turn, jaw dropping as she stared at the goddess that was her mother now standing up out of the bed.  

“BRITT?  WHERE'D YOU GO?” the titaness asked out loud.  She looked away for less than a minute and now her daughter was gone.  She walked towards the door, unaware that each step brought her dangerously closer to her miniscule daughter.  

Brittney whimpered and cowered behind the flip flop.  She could only watch in awe as her giant mother stomped past her, each one of those massive feet tipped with blue toenails seemingly shaking the earth.  

Poking her head out of the door, Sarah saw Dr. Prescott walking back down the hallway.  “I’ll be with you in a few minutes for your prescription ma’am.  We had an emergency we had to deal with.”

“No rush, have you seen my daughter anywhere?” she asked, growing slightly concerned.  It appeared Dr. Prescott was too busy to answer Sarah, as the woman took off speed walking down the hallway, the same direction she came.  “Whatever, she’s a big girl,” Sarah laughed to herself.  

Turning back, she started to approach the flip flop on the floor of the room.  As she picked it up, she noticed the chewing gum stuck to the bottom of it.  “Well that’s why she wasn’t wearing it,” she mumbled.  “But where….”

Sarah’s eyes detected movement.  She glanced down, and saw what appeared to be an ant on the floor of her hospital room.  

“Mom it’s me!  Help me!” Brittney screamed, barely able to muster any volume in her cracking voice.  “I…..I shrunk!  Please!” 

Sarah just exhaled.  She was already irritated this was taking so goddamn long, then her daughter disappeared, now there were ants in her hospital room.  “Well, what can you do,” she muttered, and started to lift her size eight foot into the air. 

“Mom, no!” Brittney shouted, falling backwards in shock.  She kicked off her remaining flip flop and struggled to her feet, starting to sprint in the other direction.  

“Oh, it’s trying to run,” Sarah teased, seeing the two-millimeter creature frantically try and escape.  “Run little guy!  You’re so close,” she laughed.  

“No!  Stop!” Brittney sobbed.  Tears ran down the shrunken woman’s face.  She refused to stop running even though her feet ached.  

A massive tremor knocked Brittney off her feet.  The tiny woman shouted as she hit the ground and rolled to her back.  Her eyes widened as she saw her mom’s huge right foot right behind her.  

“DAMN, JUST MISSED,” the giant woman mocked, scrunching her does.  Without mercy, Sarah lifted that giant foot into the air once more, hovering directly over Brittneys body.  

Brittney couldn’t even get out a word.  She just continued to cry as her moms giant foot rapidly descended.  

It was over in a second.  Sarah planted her barefoot squarely on Brittney’s puny body, completely pulverizing her.  

As she took a step forward, she noticed what looked like another insect on the ground, this one slightly larger.  

Inside the “safety” of the submarine, Amy was at a loss.  She had just witnessed the woman she had impulsively shrunken get stepped on and obliterated by the woman’s own mother.  Now, this giant woman was looking directly at the submarine.  

The giant woman placed her foot atop the tiny submarine, and started to press down.  The walls of the sub creaked and groaned, but its integrity held ....for now.  

Sarah was now thinking maybe this was a rock on the floor, as it was too solid to be a bug, and she started to maneuver it in between her toes. 

“Mrs. Alders,” a familiar voice said, coming into the room.  Sarah turned and saw the doctor standing in the doorway holding an orange pill bottle and tube of cream in one hand, and paperwork in the other.  “What’re you doing?”

Sarah blushed.  “Oh, I thought I saw a bug, must be a rock or something,” she said, reaching down and plucking it up in her hand.  She was surprised when Dr. Prescott held out her own hand.  

“Can I see it?” she asked.  Sarah happily obliged, depositing the tiny vehicle in Felicia’s palm.  Amy watched, anxiety growing as she was brought in front of the rude doctor’s face.  

“I’m glad you found this, it’s actually your LITTLE nurse Amy,” she said, and both women began to laugh.  

Amy just sat in the sun, growing more and more irritated, wanting to return to normal size.  She knew it would be a while, as the sub was nowhere near charged.  She overheard Felicia telling the patient to use the medication and Sarah saying she thought her daughter might’ve gone to the car to wait.  Amy shuttered upon hearing that.  

“WELL AMY, I’LL BRING YOU BACK TO YOUR OFFICE TO GROW BACK,” Felicia said, though she started to lower Amy down towards the ground. 

Amy watched as the nurse slipped out of her shoe and started dangling the tiny submarine above her now open sock.  

“IN A LITTLE BIT!”

Amy started shouting in annoyance as she was deposited into the sock and started sliding down Felicia’s ankle.  It was going to be a long day….

Taking a sip of iced coffee, Amy spun a few times in her chair.  She was supposed to be drafting up new training procedures for nursing staff using re-sizing submarines.  Creating a training program for her own hospital had been a massive headache.  There were countless applicants who Amy was now interviewing.  On top of that, the hospital's administrative staff now wanted Amy to train applicants at other hospitals.  

“Fuck,” Amy whispered under her breath, rubbing her temples and popping two Advil.  It was way too early for her to be this tired, and she knew all her new responsibilities were draining her.  While she loved her much larger paychecks and not being in danger every single day, she did miss the days of just being a nurse using this tech.  

“Well, not getting any of this done today,” she mumbled out loud, closing the binder in front of her.  She reached down and grabbed the reduced submarine on her desk and put it in her bag.  “Let’s see if I can help out with any patients.”

Amy’s boss never minded when her star employee needed to switch things up.  She knew the paperwork and training materials could put people to sleep, and encouraged to keep logging hours in the sub, so as to not have her skills diminish.  

Walking into the emergency department, Amy greeted the staff and had a look around.  Much to her surprise, there was almost no one in the ER.  “You guys slow?” she asked the receptionist.  This was instantly met with an angry glance and the receptionist shushing her.  

“Thanks for jinxing us,” the older woman said in an annoyed tone.  

Amy just rolled her eyes at this and walked off.  Surely her talents could be used in another part of the hospital.  

Walking along the halls of the medical office building, Amy smiled as she approached a doctor she recognized.  It was Dr. Priya Patel, a gynecologist for an outpatient clinic at the hospital.  Amy didn’t know Dr. Patel very well, but all their interactions had been pleasant.  There had even been a few patients Amy had checked out for the doctor. 

After making some small talk, Amy gave a shrug.  “So Dr. Patel, anyone I can help you out with today?” she said.  

Dr. Patel looked rather surprised, normally it was like pulling teeth to get a nurse in a shrinking submarine to come help out her department.  “Are you sure?”

“Oh trust me, I need a break from paperwork,” Amy laughed.  “Something simple if you have it,” she said hopefully.  She knew that nothing was ever simple in this job.  

Priya Patel’s eyes lit up.  “Actually, I do have a patient who just showed up.  It’s just a follow up, she had an IUD implanted and we just wanted to make sure everything is secure.”

Amy couldn’t believe it.  Something routine.  Something normal.  “Lead the way, doctor,” she said.

—

Leaning back in the blue medical chair in the doctor's office, the woman in her late twenties named Elisabeth smiled looking down at her phone.  She was practically nude, wearing only a hospital gown delicately draped over the front of her body.  

Elisabeth had been brought to the hospital today by her boyfriend Mike.  The two were an incredibly passionate couple, both very much infatuated with the other's body.  For that reason, Mike and Elisabeth had decided it best for her to get an IUD implanted.  

While the original procedure had been painful and very uncomfortable, Elisabeth felt she was healing up nicely.  It had been a struggle but she and Mike had managed to keep their hands off each other and refrain from having sex.  

Today though, Elisabeth just needed to hear from the doctor that everything was alright, and she would be riding Mike like crazy.  

Looking up from her phone, Elisabeth caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the wall.  The young woman had a stunning figure, her five foot, three inch frame sporting double D-cup breasts and wide hips.  She was in the middle of brushing her long, curly brown hair back out of her face when the door opened.  

“Hi, Elisabeth,” Dr. Patel said, extending her hand.  She remembered the young woman from their past visit, and shook hands with her boyfriend as well.  “How’ve you been feeling?”

Elisabeth shrugged.  “A little bit sore, but much better than when I first got it,” she said.  “We’re just making sure everything is alright, right?”

“Yep, that’s actually what my coworker is here for,” Priya said, motioning towards Amy.  “This is Amy, she’s going to be the nurse performing the examination today.”  After Amy smiled, waved and introduced herself, Priya continued.  “I’m sure you’ve heard about size reduction technology by now, particular with a type of submarine in the medical field,” she trailed off, seeing both Mike and Elisabeth’s eyes widen and their jaws start to drop.  

“Wait, are you….” Mike started to say, watching as Amy pulled what looked like a toy submarine out of her bag and smiled.  

“Holy shit, that’s going to go inside me?” Elisabeth said, her voice almost in an embarrassed whisper.  

“Yes, but it’ll be a lot smaller,” Amy said, trying her best to calm the nervous woman.  “Trust me I’ve done this way too many times before!”

“Is there going to be anyone else in there?” Mike asked, trying his best to mask his excitement. 

“Nope, just me,” Amy responded.  

Mike’s interest was still peaked.  He had obviously heard about this technology, but had never seen it applied before.  “So are you going to shrink down in here?  How does this work?” 

Amy smiled.  Part of her still found it very enjoyable when normal people took such an interest in her work.  “I’m probably going to have to go to a room down the hall so I can grow the submarine back to normal size.  After that, I’ll hop in and shrink down.  Then Dr. Patel here will bring me in towards your wife, here,” Amy explained.  

“Girlfriend,” Mike corrected with an embarrassed grin.  He knew Elisabeth had been on him about proposing for a while now, he just hadn’t gotten around to it yet.  “Can I see it grow and shrink?  It sounds really cool!”

“Sure thing,” Priya said, answering before Amy could protest.  Amy was a bit uncomfortable with this, but with Priya there ultimately decided it was harmless.  

“You coming too?” Mike asked Elisabeth, who seemed very comfortable in the chair she was in.  She just smiled and shook her head, giving Mike a quick kiss before he left the room.

The submarine growing back from its toy size to a full-sized vehicle was standard stuff for Amy, though Mike was sure shocked by it.  Before Amy had a chance to enter the sub, the speakers went off in the hospital.  *CODE BLUE!  CODE BLUE* the PA system shouted out. 

“What’s that mean?” Mike asked in a panic, surprised to see Priya and Amy were both relatively calm.  

“Just a medical issue, probably a patient falling in the hallway or something,” Priya said walking out the door ahead of Amy.  

“We’re just gonna check and make sure it’s not down any of the hallways here,” Amy responded, ushering Mike out of the room.  

Watching the medical professionals speed walk out of the office and down the hallway towards the possible emergency, an idea popped into Mike's head.  His heart started to race, and he opened the door back to Elisabeth’s room.  “I’m gonna go wait in the car, do you need anything?” 

She smiled.  “Nope I’m good,” she responded, and leaned in to give Mike a kiss.  

Instead of going out to the parking lot as he told his girlfriend he would, Mike instantly went back to the room where the submarine had been grown.  In her hurry to respond to the possible emergency, Amy had left the door open for the sub.  Looking around to make sure no one was watching, Mike walked up the ramp, entering the vehicle.  

“This is stupid, this is so fucking stupid,” Mike whispered to himself, though he couldn’t seem to stop himself.  He started to look around inside the sub, walking from the cockpit to the passenger bay.  When he spotted the bathroom, he decided to walk inside and close the door.  He didn’t really have a plan, he was just hoping Amy wouldn’t look inside when she returned.  

—

“Well, that was dumb,” Amy laughed, talking to Dr. Patel as she walked back.  The whole *Code Blue Emergency* had been just a guest slipping on some spilled water in the cafeteria.  

“Agreed, feel bad for the patient,” Priya said, entering Elisabeth’s room to apologize.  After briefly catching up, Elisabeth told the staff Mike would be waiting in their car, which neither Amy or Dr. Patel gave a second thought to.  

“Well, let’s hurry up and get through this,” Amy said, walking into the sun and sitting down in the cockpit.  She was confident there was nothing wrong with the submarine, and just wanted to get this done with.  She hated making the patients wait like this.  

Adjusting the settings, Amy gave a thumbs up to Priya, who was standing outside the sub.  “Alright, just like riding a bike,” Amy muttered to herself.  In three…two…one….”

Right before Dr. Patel’s eyes, the sun dwindled away, stopping at a length half a centimeter, or 5 millimeters in length.  This left Amy at only 2 millimeters tall inside the sub.  

Stepping forward, Priya reached down and carefully picked up the tiny vehicle, before walking back into the patient’s room.  Neither woman felt anything was out of the ordinary.  

—

While this was just a run of the mill day for Priya and Amy, it was a once in a lifetime experience for Mike.  The now tiny man’s plan was working so far, as Amy had not inspected the rest of the sub after returning to it.  

When the submarine actually shrunk down in size, it was like nothing Mike had ever experienced before.  His head spun and his stomach nearly leapt up into his throat.  

By the time Mike opened his eyes, the sun had already been reduced to an incredibly small size.  His eyes widened as he saw the massive hand of the doctor reach down and lift the shrunken vehicle as if it was nothing.  

The walk back to the patient room was quick, but Mike’s jaw soon dropped.  He wasn’t just staring up at the skyscraper that was his girlfriend, but he was looking directly at her enormous vaginal lips.  Mike’s eyes were glued out the window, unable to look away from Elisabeth's titanic pussy.  

“ALRIGHT, I’M GOING TO PLACE THE SUB AGAINST YOUR CROTCH.  THEN I WANT YOU TO STAY STILL WHILE AMY TAKES OVER,” Priya instructed.  

This was just met with a loud “MMMMHMMM,” from Elisabeth who lifted the front of the gown out of the way and spread her legs.  The front of the sub made contact with the right, pink vaginal lip, and she instantly gasped.  Even Mike, with his lack of medical experience could tell that her pussy lips were already getting engorged. 

“Fuck, she’s already excited,” he whispered to himself.  He watched in amazement as the submarine drove forward into his girlfriend’s body.  

Doing his best to stay quiet and unnoticed by Amy, Mike was now feeling himself grow more aroused as the submarine traversed Elisabeth’s reproductive system.  The headlights of the submarine illuminated her insides, and Mike was unable to resist any longer and began to pleasure himself.  

The tiny sub came to a sudden stop, which almost caused Mike to lose his balance.  His kind started to race.  Had he been too loud while he was pleasuring himself?  Did Amy know he was in here?  

The familiar sound of the ramp extending from the sub could be heard, and from the safety of the bathroom Mike watched out the window as a very tiny Amy made her way down the ramp, her boots striking the spongy ground of Elisabeth’s womanhood.  

Amy wanted to make this quick.  She was well aware of the dangers of being inside the human body while outside of the protection of the sub.  She could see the IUD, which towered high above her in the distance, and just wanted to get a little closer to make sure there were no signs of infection or anything like that.  Normally, there’s not a chance she’d put herself in a situation like this, knowing it was possible the patient could get up and leave.  Luckily for Amy, Priya had stayed in the room and was taking it upon herself to make sure Elisabeth stayed in the room.  

Watching as Amy walked off forwards the giant IUD, Mike found himself unable to take it any longer.  It wasn’t enough to just be in the tiny ship inside his girlfriend's snatch, he needed to be in it for real.  With Amy distracted trying to get a closer view of the IUD, Mike quietly descended down the ramp.  Not wanting to get caught, he took off in the other direction, towards the entrance of Elisabeth’s cavernous tunnel.  

Mike continued his trek forward, the heat of Elisabeth’s pussy making him lightheaded.  The odor was intoxicating, and he soon found himself with his erect penis exposed and in his hands.  Unable to hold back, Mike saw a nearby fold and decided to go to town on it.  

Stripping out of his tiny clothes, Mike proceeded to lay down in a fold of his girlfriend’s expansive pussy.  He pressed his erect penis against the soft, wet folds of flesh and began to vigorously thrust his hips forward.  He continued to fuck a tiny part of his girlfriend, when he heard a loud mechanical sound passing him.  

Instinctively ducking down, Mike watched in horror as the submarine drove past him, towards the entrance of the vagina.  Starting to look around frantically, the gravity of the situation was now hitting Mike.  “Oh shit,” he whispered, though still rock hard.  Amy and the sub were exiting Elisabeth’s reproductive system, WITHOUT HIM.  

After Amy texted Priya, signaling that everything was in place and there were no signs of infection, all that was left was to get Elisabeth her discharge paperwork.  

Stepping out of the room and quickly rinsing off the submarine in a sink, Dr. Patel placed it back down in an empty room, giving it enough space to grow back to normal.  After returning to normal size, Amy exited the vehicle and gave her coworker a high-five.  “Why so cheerful?” Priya asked with a laugh.  

“Because finally, I just get to go on a trip and nothing went wrong.  It’s great!” Amy responded.  

“That’s true, but you wreak,” Priya teased.  “I’ll let the patient know she can leave.  You find a shower,” she teased.  

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After re-dressing and getting the go-ahead to leave the hospital, Elisabeth excitedly walked out to the parking lot.  She was extremely aroused at the moment, both from the news that she and Mike could start having unprotected sex since the IUD was perfectly in place.  She didn’t know it, but she was also feeling aroused from her boyfriend's tiny struggles inside that very pussy.  

Standing by the entrance of the hospital, Elisabeth started to repeatedly call and text Mike, getting no response every time.  She was growing more and more irritated by the second, even seeing Mike’s car in the parking lot.  Elisabeth took a closer look, but considering Mike had the keys she had no way of getting in there.  “God dammit Mike, where are you?” she whispered, failing to realizing she was starting to stroke the inside of her thigh while she waited.  

While Mike was still trapped inside Elisabeth’s vagina at the pathetically small height of two millimeters tall, his cell phone had fallen out of his pocket while he was still in the sub’s bathroom.  Amy hadn’t checked the sub prior to shrinking, and sure as hell didn’t think to check it after.  After all, she didn’t particularly expect any stowaways to hitchhike out of this patient’s womanhood.  

With no easy way of contacting his beloved girlfriend, Mike did the only thing he could think of.  He hoped that maybe if he stimulated the inside of her pussy enough, she’d eventually find him in there.  Yes, it was a risk.  Yes, it would be very awkward.  But sadly, it was the only way of rescue that came to his mind.  

Growing more and more annoyed at her boyfriend for just ditching her without so much as a phone call, Elisabeth decided to find another way home.  She ended up texting her friend from work, Garrett, to come pick her up.  While she waited to be picked up, she couldn’t shake this feeling of excitement from deep inside her.  

Time seemed to crawl by for Mike, who was panicking more and more by the second.  He was starting to feel a sense of dread, as it seemed his efforts were going unnoticed.  He felt a strange sort of movement around him, and deduced that Elisabeth was in a car.  “Must’ve caught an Uber,” Mike mumbled to himself.  He had no idea Elisabeth was getting a ride home from a coworker.  

Mike eventually made his way to Elisabeth’s clitoris, and realized this was the opportunity he was looking for.  Approaching the giant protruding body part, the two-millimeter man began to rub it for all his worth, even grinding his nude body against it.  

The tiny man hasn’t realizes it yet, but his monolithic girlfriend had been paying more and more attention to his movements the whole time.  She obviously didn’t realize there was a tiny human inside of her, but his movements against the walls of her pussy and subtlety started to turn her on.  His grinding against her clitoris was now driving her crazy.  

Elisabeth had gone inside the apartment she shared with Mike, but decided to bring her coworker Garrett inside with her.  She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but she couldn’t help it.  She and Mike had been withholding from having sex for a while now and she had been in a horny mood all day, only increased by the miniscule movements of Mike inside her.  

Light flooded the wet tunnel Mike was trapped in, and he was stunned to see two giant fingers enter the pussy.  There was no mistaking they were Elisabeth’s, he knew that blue fingernail polish from anywhere.  “Finally, babe it’s me!  I’m here!” he shouted, trying to keep stimulating the giant clit in hopes of her locating his tiny body.  

The giant fingers nearly bulldozed Mike’s tiny body, with him needing to dive out of the day to avoid getting crushed.  His jaw dropped, watching in amazement as the fingers started to massage and play with the giant clit.  

What Mike had no knowledge of, was that Elisabeth’s masturbation was the result of her foreplay with Garrett.  Elisabeth’s coworker was currently sucking on her right nipple, while playfully squeezing her left tit.  The giant lovebirds were rapidly getting more and more turned on.  

The moaning of his giant girlfriend echoed throughout the cave he was trapped in.  Mike watched as the fingers soon retracted out of the now soaking wet pussy.  

While Mike was busy trying to think of a new way to get Elisabeth’s attention, he noticed the walls of his girlfriend’s pussy were getting even wetter.  “I guess I’ve just got that effect on her,” Mike said, patting himself on the back.  He decided to lay down, and start grinding against the enormous floor of Elisabeth’s pussy once more.  

What Mike had not counted on or expected, was the giant, spongy head of another man’s penis to start making its way into Elisabeth’s vagina.  Within seconds, more and more of the monstrous sex organ plowed its way through the wet tunnels, rapidly approaching Mike.  

“What the fuck?!  No!  Stop!” Mike screamed in panic.  Despite the fact that he was still naked and rock hard, he instantly stood up and began back peddling in the other direction.  Feelings of rage, betrayal and panic all started to race through his head at once.  

He wanted to shout and scream at his girlfriend, but had more pressing matters at this time.  Getting to his feet, the tiny man got up and started to sprint deeper into Elisabeth’s pussy, while the giant phallus continued to bear down on him. 

Garrett continued to vigorously fuck Elisabeth, and was now completely on top of her, with his face buried between her breasts.  He knew Elisabeth had a boyfriend, but hadn’t actually met Mike.  Right now, Mike was the farthest thing from either Elisabeth or Garrett’s mind.  

With tears streaming down his face, Mike lost his balance and fell face first.  Rolling to his back, his jaw dropped once more, staring directly at the enormous, girthy penis thrusting back and forth.  

Everything seemed like it was happening in slow motion.  As the giant cock continued to close in on him, it’s pace began to increase.  Mike watched as the slit started to pulse and a clear liquid started to deep out of it.  Then it happened.  

Mike didn’t have a chance to escape as the giant penis erupted, pointed directly at him.  It seemed like it was never ending, his two millimeter body being showered with some guys cum.  

Garrett collapsed on top of Elisabeth’s naked form, both panting heavily and smiling at each other.  “You’re sure I don’t need to get you a pill?” he asked, knowing he had just shot a load inside of her.  

“Nope, got the implant so we’re all good.  No one’s getting pregnant here!” she said enthusiastically.  

“We’ll in that case, maybe we need to do this more often," Garrett teased, kissing Elisabeth on the neck and making her flinch.  

“We might have to,” she responded, still annoyed she hadn’t heard from Mike.  

As Garrett left, Elisabeth continued to lay around the apartment in her underwear.  She had tried and failed to get ahold of Mike again, and was trying to think of what to do to pass the time.  

Deep within Elisabeth, Mike was curled up into a ball.  He was still covered in the semen of some guy, now stranded and alone in the darkness, wondering how he was going to get out of this situation.  

Mike hadn’t realized it, but Elisabeth’s fingers were making their way back down to him, ready for some more fun.