It’s the year 2017 and Arthur Spence is half way through instructing a college class of students. It’s the first day of the semester, an orientation day, so many of the students have questions.

Some more than others.

“Believe me”, Arthur said, looking out to his students, “it’s not the ideal situation for any of us… Us males, that is. But the law is the law…”

A male student stuck up his hand.

“It’s a bogus law”, he said. “Just because it’s a law doesn’t make it right.”

Around the young man, numerous heads nodded in agreement, all of them male. The female faces around the class, just grinned. Several of them even went red in the face.

“I agree”, another male student added, “How can I be expected to live a productive life with a law like this hanging over my head?”

Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle. It wasn’t the first time he’d addressed questions about the Lotto in a school that mixed both sexes and it wouldn’t be the last.

“What was your name?” Arthur asked the young man.

“Colin” the young man answered.

“Well, Colin, I’d venture to guess that you’ll never have to deal with the consequences of this law… chances are that no one in this room will even ever even meet anyone directly affected by this. I might remind you that the Lotto is once a year…and that there’s only fifteen Lotto winners from across the globe. That makes it virtually impossible for any of us to ever have to worry about it.”

Arthur continued answering questions about the Lotto as he slowly roamed through the classroom of roughly ten young men and just as many young women students.

The LAW that Arthur referred to, of course, was passed in 2012. And although new, it had proven very popular with the press and with the winners of the Lotto.

The Lotto was held every June first. All women between the ages of eighteen and forty were eligible to win the Lotto. The Lotto did not discriminate between race, religion, income or what have you. If you won the Lotto (as fifteen women did every year), you were indeed a very fortunate individual. Last year, for instance, only two
women in all of North America won the Lotto, the others hailed from Greenland, Australia, South America and China.

What did the Lotto strive to accomplish? Well this was a topic of some contention, but if you boiled it down to it’s root intent, the Lotto was to provide a public display –
equilibrium of sorts – between the sexes.

You see, it was generally agreed that women, throughout the ages, lived under the leadership and dominance of men. All this changed in 2012, when the Presidents and Prime Ministers of many countries (the majority of whom
were female) voted together to reverse the trend of female submission, symbolically at least. Yes, that’s fine and dandy you say, but what does the Lotto winner ‘win’ exactly?

I was getting to that…

The happy Lotto winner, upon learning of her win, has exactly four days to select her choice of male, whether it be workmate, schoolmate, Uncle, Brother, Father, boyfriend, best friend or worse enemy. This selected male
quickly undergoes a series of injections that gradually reduces his size to his keeper’s pre-chosen desire. Over the period of between one and two months, the male becomes smaller, until arriving at his final size which
he is destined to stay at for the remainder of his natural life. He will stay with the Lotto winner and enter a life of servitude, attending to her every need. Obeying her every whim. The degrees of size reduction in the male have varied from one foot lost in height (a bit of a disappointment to that particular Brazilian lotto winner, when she learned that she couldn’t change her mind to make him smaller) to a woman from Finland, (whose choice of male fell to less than four inches in height).

All sorts of stories began to circle the globe… For instance, there was talk about a woman from Paris who had shrunk her brother so small that she actually
lost him. While another woman from Brazil, began walking her new possession just as she would walk a dog. The small man, not much taller than her knee, had no choice but to obey her every command. Not just when the cameras were rolling, but for every moment of the woman’s life. Others, however, fared better. In fact, since the law was enacted, the vast majority of young women and their shrunken counterparts have gone on to lead happy, nurturing relationships. There has been discussion (and considerable media attention) given, however, to those who have not led a happy life. But more on that later.

Let’s return to the classroom…

Additional male hands shot in the air, voicing their disapproval over the law, how unfair it was and how if it ever happened to them, that they
would revolt, even become violent to their ‘keepers’, proving once and for all that this law was a violation of human rights. Well, that had been the thought of many of the chosen men in previous Lotto’s. Revolting was one
thing, and at first, it was an option. Several men would struggle against their women owners, before the size reduction began. What they all seemed to forget, was that the tides would soon turn. Several days later,
sometimes several weeks, the young women would reproach their chosen male, now bigger in stature. And stronger. Much, much stronger. Reports of injuries to the men as they began their shrinking process was not at all
uncommon. On several occasions, men had been known to disappear all together.

Several of the young women in the class laughed at this. They enjoyed hearing these stories and would occasionally cut out news clippings from the paper, hanging them for all the males to see. The fear on their male counterparts faces was priceless. Even so, for the female students, it was as much a fantasy as reading the Cinderella story. Nice to read about in a book, but realistically… fifteen in the world? It would never happen to them. For now, it was something to titter about, vaguely amused to read about the reversal of the two sexes and how much controversy it created.

Though it statistically happened to so few people, the Lotto seemed to put the male world on guard if you will, all of them fully aware that it could happen to any of them. As a result, violent male crime against women
dropped by fifteen percent across the globe.

Back in class, Arthur concluded the task, unhappy that the open discussion he had brought up seemed to leave so many questions in the student’s minds…not to mention the hostility. With that and as the students left the
class room, he began to pack up his teaching manual as he prepared for a walk across campus.

“This is for you” a voice sounded.

Arthur spun around and saw that Clare, a student he met last semester had placed an apple on his desk. It was a bit of a running joke between them.

“Ah”, Arthur said, “My daily dose of vitamins. Thank you”

Clare smiled and disappeared from the room, where three other girls casually waited for her in the hallway. She was one of many who found Arthur attractive. Beth was another. And Melony too. These girls were a full twenty years younger than he was, but who was he kidding, many of them were beautiful.

Arthur, being one of the younger instructors at the college at forty years of age, was often the receiver of casual, sometimes lusty glances from his
female students. He’d always been good looking and had played that up in his younger years, going from girlfriend to girlfriend. That all changed eleven years ago, when he married his long-time girlfriend Fiona.

Together, they had a ten year old son and a house in the suburbs where they were quite happy. Arthur’s plan was to work until he was fifty, then retire with his wife.

As he strolled through the halls, Arthur couldn’t help but glance back at several of the students who passed by. Their youth and beauty was striking. Breathtaking in some cases.

When Arthur arrived home, his wife Fiona was all a glow.

“What’s going on?” he joked, you finally paid off your credit card?”

“Quiet”, she said, “I’m listening to this”

Arthur took off his coat and moved to the television where Fiona’s eyes were glued.

“What’s on?”

“Shhh”

Fiona’s eyes didn’t even look at him when he entered the room. That was un-like his wife, he thought. What could be so interesting? His wife didn’t even like television.

It was a newscast and the woman newscaster was standing outside a grocery store. Several police officers stood nearby, preventing anyone else from gaining entry.

“As I said, I am here downtown and we’re live for what is obviously a big surprise for many of us here in town…”

Arthur was getting bothered by the suspense, curious as to the female newscaster. Why was she smiling?

Arthur looked to his wife. She too seemed to be suppressing a grin.

The newscaster continued. “We’re still awaiting official word, mind you, but at this point, it now seems certain that someone…someone in this very grocery store…has won the Lotto!”

Arthur looked to his wife, seeing a small grin appear on her face.

“Wow” she said.

“I can’t believe it”, Arthur found himself saying, “In our town?”

***

The next day on campus, things were in an uproar.

It’d been on the news all evening. That a hometown girl was one of the lucky recipients of the Lotto would be something that would be talked about here for the rest of their lives. Still, the fact that they hadn’t yet announced the identity of the lucky girl in question caused Arthur
considerable concern. He didn’t want his male students walking around in a continual anxiety over it.

Pulling his car through the parking lot, he noted the mass of students, mostly girls, clamoring around the campus. There were news cameras there too. What a day this was going to be…

As he walked towards campus, several students rushed to approach him. William, a man in his early twenties was the first to grab his ear.

“Have you heard anything?”

Arthur shook his head. “Apparently they’re announcing it at noon today.”

William was visibly nervous, “But why are they announcing it at the college?”

Arthur stopped.

“At the college? Why would they be doing that…? Unless…”

“Unless what?”

“Unless the lotto winner was from our school…”

William began to look even more nervous.

“What if it’s me? What if this girl, whoever it is…what if it’s me?”

Arthur tried to calm William down.

“It won’t be you, William. Even if the lotto winner is from our school, odds are still in your favor. Over five hundred to one you know…”

* * *

In a staff room reserved for Professor’s at the college, Arthur ducked away to call his wife.

“Did you hear?”

Fiona’s voice was excited. “Yes I did. She’s from the college? Is it possible?”

Arthur couldn’t quite believe it himself.

“I guess it is.”

In class, things were much the same. Arthur could barely keep the chatter down amongst his students, all of who were eager to continue whispering about the Lotto winner being from their town…maybe even their school.

“People, people. Please. I know it’s an exciting day, but let’s try and focus on class until the hour is up, okay?”

Arthur was having a more and more difficult time commanding everyone’s attention. He pitied the other teachers, since most were not as well liked
as he was. If I’m having this much difficulty, imagine how some of them are faring, Arthur thought to himself.

Arthur pulled out a book.

“Let’s turn to page 164, chapter eight”

That’s when the door to the class opened and in walked Beth, one of Arthur’s students. Beth was followed by four men, two who immediately stood by the front door of the classroom, the other two remained at the back.

Beth was one of Arthur’s favorite students. She asked the best questions, was punctual (until now) and was quite attractive. Despite this, she was very, very shy.

“Beth”, Arthur said aloud, “Class started almost an hour ago”

Beth took her seat. She was trying very hard to keep from smiling. She said nothing. It took a second, but only a very short second, for everyone in the room to start looking around nervously.

Arthur turned to the two men at the front door.

“What this about?”

The taller of the two men addressed Arthur.

“Sir, excuse the interruption and excuse us not being able to alert you to the interruption ahead of time.”

“Yes”, Arthur said, “but what of it? Why are you here?”

“Sir”… the man began.

“Mr. Spence.” Arthur said, trying to contain his nerves.

“Mr Spence”, the man began again, “You’re familiar with the Lotto?”

“Of course I am” Arthur answered.

The man’s eyes darted, very briefly, over to Beth, who continued to sit in her seat. She was casually looking at the floor, away from the other students.

“It appears that the Lotto winner is from this very classroom”

Voices of opposition instantly rose. Practically all of the male students stood up from their chairs, all yelling in unison. Could this be happening they wondered? What if it were one of them?

Arthur couldn’t make out each of them, but managed to hear…“That’s not fair. That can’t be true. I won’t stand for it”

He gestured for them to sit down. This took almost a full minute as their nervous chatter gradually reduced in volume. Some of them looked like they would split for the door any second, should their own name be announced
for whatever reason.

Arthur was in his own private anxiety. This was happening too fast for him. He shared the fear on behalf of his students. It wasn’t fair to surprise them like this. What were the odds of this happening? He knew what happened to the Lotto winners. They were pulled from their families and forced into a life of servitude or whatever their new ‘master’ had in mind for them to do (and at whatever size she had requested). He knew it
was absurd, but never, ever had he been so aware of it until this very moment until he saw the faces of his male students faces as they stared at him in fear.

“Guys, now hold on. There’s a mistake here, hold on.”

“No mistake, sir” said the taller of the two men, “We have firm instructions to read the pronouncement and then to remove the Lotto winner’s selection from the premises to begin treatment”

Arthur stared at the men.

“Someone from this room?”

The man nodded.

Surely they wouldn’t be so cruel. Surely they wouldn’t remove one of his students and take him away from the only life he knew…

Then Arthur’s eyes turned to Beth, who shrank a bit in her seat, as if anticipating his stare. She was the one, he thought, she was the Lotto winner. What an ironic choice. Beth had always been one of his quietest students and now she was about to be jettison into the world’s spotlight, forced to enslave someone, forced to change one of his student’s life forever.

“Beth. Is it you? Did you when the Lotto?” he asked.

Beth hesitated, then nodded her pretty face. She was blushing.

Instantly, the other girls began chatting to one another, one of them even got out from her seat and patted Beth on the back, congratulating her. Two girls in the back hugged each other. Several of them even laughed aloud in
delight. Anxiety spread among the male students, young and old.

“Quiet, please”, Arthur said. “Beth, are you fully aware of what’s going to happen? What you have to do now?”

Beth nodded, suppressing a laugh.

Arthur looked at her sternly.

“Beth, I want you to look around, at your fellow students. Look around and make completely sure that you want to change one of their lives”

She glanced about the room and then nodded again, trying even harder to suppress a big smile that had been growing on her face.

One of the two men still standing at the front door interrupted.

“Mr. Spence, I’m going to have to read the pronouncement”

Arthur sat down in his chair, saddened about what was about to happen. What could he do but watch as one of his students heard the bad news?

“Go ahead” Arthur said to the man.

The man began to read…

“It is my duty to inform that Beth Kenny is indeed the sole Lotto winner for the continent of North America. This decision is final. Beth Kenny has been made aware of and has agreed to participate to the fullest extent of her abilities with the laws concerning any given Lotto winner. These obligations include: choosing any male that she has a relationship with, whether he be her sibling, her father, her friend or classmate and for that selected male to become her life long companion in servitude. The
chosen one will take part in our size reduction program and be shrunk in size according to the Lotto winner’s wishes. The chosen one will obey Beth Kenny for the rest of his natural life, or until her demise.”

The man folded up the letter and then looked to Beth.

The tenseness in the room was very high. People were sweating. Even the girls appeared nervous as they began to realize that they were witnessing something that would be talked about for the rest of their lives.

One student shot towards the door. The two men at the back entrance stopped him and promptly reseated him in his seat.

“And now, the pronouncement will be made”

The man at the front looked to Beth.

“Ms Kenny?”

Beth stood to her feet and smoothed out her jean skirt. She looked very pretty, a bit radiant.

Arthur took a few steps out from behind his desk. He saw the urgency in the eyes of all his male students and didn’t want this to happen to any of them.

“Beth. Don’t do this to them.”

The man at the door answered him.

“The decision is final”

Beth waited, looking around the room. Every single male dreaded her pretty eyes falling on them. They were all perspiring heavily.

The man at the door cleared his throat.

“Your decision Ms. Kenny?”

Beth looked to the front of the class and pointed forwards.

“Him” she said softly.

There was silence in the room.

Arthur turned to see who Beth was pointing at and then his heart stopped for a moment.

She was pointing at him.

The man at the door asked a question.

“This man? Arthur Spence? Is he your choice?

Beth nodded and began to blush again. “Yes he is”

An uproar began from the students. Voices were raised in opposition as Arthur was escorted from the room.

This takes us to the following day, when Arthur, no less astonished than before, is being held in a separate room that is guarded from outside. He was still in the school, he knew that, but wondered why they’d be keeping him here. They hadn’t let him call his family, which was probably what upset him most. His wife must be terribly worried, even though he remembered that the lotto always stepped in and covered his salary for the rest of his life, payable to his wife and child. They would even set up a scholarship for his child…everything except allowing him to continue living as he once had. Every time he thought like this, he came close to tears.

His mind drifted back to when Beth had pointed at him. Shy, quiet Beth. Was there a trace of a smile on her face when she singled him out?

Then two women in white coats brought in ‘the machine’. Arthur had never seen a size reduction machine before, but had seen sketches of what it looked like in popular magazines. It was bigger than he thought it would be, twice the size of a car engine. It was wheeled in alone with the two women, both who tried their best to be pleasant about what they were about to do to him. Neither of them were very tall. In fact, Arthur towered over both of them. He thought of trying to overpower them, but then saw two men guarding the door.

The two women administered Arthur three injections, one at the base of his neck, the bottom of his spine and the third into his foot. He resisted at first. Arthur was strong. Far stronger than the two women. At Five foot ten and a half, he wasn’t a small man either. Gradually though, he realized the futility of it. There were two men outside looking in. He couldn’t possibly break past all of them. What bothered him about the whole procedure wasn’t that it hurt that much, but how matter of factly the two women went about it all, like they weren’t about to change his life, just administering a bit of medicine…

“How much will my size change exactly?” Arthur asked at one point. The two women looked at each other, but neither answered that particular question.

“Well, can you at least tell me when it’ll start? When I’ll start to get smaller?”

One of the women looked at him. “Should start in the next few days”

An announcement bellowed from outside the room.

“Due to the overwhelming attention our town is receiving at this moment, there will be a meeting of any concerned parties at noon today.”

Arthur knew he would be attending this meeting, whether he wanted to or not.

* * *

The assembly of people grew to over three hundred. It seemed like the room was completely full. Students and other professors. Media was there too, video cameras and journalists, all ready to go ‘live’ at any given moment.

The Dean of the school, stood near the microphone. Arthur knew her as Margaret. They had been friends. Things had changed now though. Margaret spoke to the people.

“In a few minutes, I’m going to bring out the Lotto winner and her chosen male, who I think you’ll recognize as being from right here in our own faculty!”

Arthur watched the Dean talk to the crowd. He hadn’t been able to change his clothes since yesterday when he heard the news. He had a headache from lack of sleep and he still hadn’t seen his wife or son.

But then, he saw Beth. The girl who had chosen him to serve at her side for the rest of his life. She was standing across the room and, like him, behind the curtains. Men stood on either side of her, waiting to escort her onto stage. Beth whispered to one of the men and then approached Arthur.

“Hi Mr. Spence” she said.

Arthur said nothing.

“Hi Mr. Spence” she said again.

This young woman’s choice was about to ruin his life and tear apart his family.

“I guess I understand why you’re mad” Beth said.

“Why me, Beth? Why did you pick me?”

Beth took a small step back from him.

“You’re upset, I can see that.”

Arthur looked to the ground, to Beth’s small feet as they nervously fidgeted on the floor. He wanted her to leave.

Just then her name was announced and Beth was escorted onto stage. When the crowd saw her, the clapped appreciatively, like she’s just traveled to the moon or something equally magnificent. Arthur watched Beth helplessly, trying hard to imagine how this small girl could possibly make such a selfish decision. How could this five foot five woman change my life like this? he wondered.

Beth talked with the Dean for a moment before Arthur was pulled onto stage. The clapping was even louder for him. Arthur looked out into the crowd and was trying to figure out why they were so happy…

Then it occurred to him. They were happy that it didn’t happen to them…

“So Beth, tell us how you decided on our very own Mr. Spence?” asked the Dean.

Beth wouldn’t look at Arthur. “Well, I’ve always liked Mr. Spence. For over two years now. The choice was obvious.”

Beth was smiling at the crowd, still living in dreamland, not fully having accepted that this had happened to her, that she was one of fifteen in the entire world that had won the Lotto. He saw her smile and wanted to strangle her.

That’s when Arthur grabbed the microphone from the Dean.

“Beth, let me ask you something while we’re on live television…did it occur to you that you’re going to tear my family apart? Did it?”

Beth looked frightened by Arthur’s display. Meanwhile, two men on stage advanced towards Arthur and tried to pry the microphone from his hand. He struggled a bit. He was still strong. One of them had to grab him in a bear hug from behind. Arthur kicked and tried to release himself from the man’s grip. That’s when Arthur’s left shoe slid from his foot and dropped to the floor.

The crowd was silent for a moment.

The shrinking had begun.

Beth looked down at the shoe, as did everyone on stage.

Arthur’s first thought was that he hadn’t tied it properly, that’s all. The shrinking wouldn’t have started so soon. Would it?

The man lowered Arthur down to his feet. Beth was still staring at Arthur’s shoe. Her eyes danced, as if her dream had commenced. Then she looked to Arthur.

“Maybe you’ll eventually like me like I like you, Mr. Spence”

The crowd clapped, while Arthur stared at Beth, unable to have imagined these words coming from such an innocent looking woman. He wanted to grab her and shake her until she changed her mind, but as he looked through the room, he knew it was too late.

* * *

Arthur was back in his room, alone. He looked down to his shoe. How had it fallen off of his foot so easily? He couldn’t have started shrinking already, could he? He didn’t feel any different.

Arthur tied both his shoes extra tight.

Two women entered the room. One Arthur recognized as the Dean of the school. She was Margaret and in her early forties. The other was a young woman who looked more like a student.

Margaret looked a bit uncomfortable as she approached Arthur. She and Arthur’s wife had been friends years ago. This was going to be awkward.

“Arthur, this is my assistant Shawna”

Arthur nodded towards both of them, but couldn’t help notice how they stared at him, almost as if he was going to shrink before their eyes.

“Okay, here’s how it’s going to be. Beth is letting you stay at the college, so you’ll be allowed to continue teaching”

“What? That’s absurd! I can’t keep teaching if I’m…if I’m going to get smaller!”

“Beth may eventually move you to her home, but remember, it’s her decision. Not ours. You’ll stay here, teach as you normally would. Food will be provided and clothing. The school will be your home”

Margaret turned to her assistant.

“Go ahead. Measure him”

“What for?” Arthur shot.

“We need to know your exact height. The men outside thought you’d be more comfortable if I did it then them”

“They just measured me last night” he said.

Shawna uncoiled the tape measure. She was fairly good looking and in her late twenties.

“Yes, but things may have changed”

Arthur glared at her.

What could he do but stand there as this woman measured him. Shawna crouched and held the tape measure to Arthur’s feet. Then she stood and raised her arm to bring it to the tip of his head”

Arthur stared straight at Shawna and couldn’t help detect a slight smirk on her face.

“He’s five nine and a half”

“That’s ridiculous. I’m five 10”

Margaret’s smiled at Arthur’s astonishment, but then quickly erased the smile from her face.

“That’s an inch already, isn’t it? The shrinking has started”

Arthur stared angrily at Shawna as she rolled the tape measure back together, then knocked it from her hand. Both women looked a bit surprised. Shawna knelt to pick it up.

She slowly stood up, looking Arthur in the face.

“You can be angry if you like, she said under her breath, but remember…things will change in the next few weeks…”

“Don’t tease him” said Margaret.

Arthur watched as the two women left the room, once again locking the door.

So this is how it’s going to be, he thought. It’s not bad enough that she’s about to ruin my life, but she’s got to humiliate me too? Arthur’s mind raced through the possibilities. How much would he shrink while he stayed at the school? How would he students react? What about the other teachers?

How small will she let me get?

It was the following morning and Arthur had been forced to sleep in a vacant office. When he woke, there was a freshly pressed pair of pants and a brand new shirt hanging on the doorknob. A coffee pot was making coffee and a tray of muffins rested on the unused desk.

Arthur stared at the array, before getting up. It was clear that Beth wanted him to have convenience within reach while he stayed at school. He didn’t fully understand everything that was going on, but it seemed that he was eventually going to move into Beth’s house. He’d overheard that it had to be renovated in order to accompany him, but wasn’t sure what that meant.

Arthur turned to the mirror on the wall and draped the pants against him to see if he looked any smaller. He didn’t thank goodness. He climbed into the pants and to his great relief, they fit perfectly. All night long he’d dreamt of waking to find himself five feet tall, but now he could rest assured that he hadn’t lost any height. Even though his future size was very much in question, Arthur was relieved that nothing had changed overnight. Arthur put on the new shirt as well, looking himself in the mirror as he combed his hair. Maybe they’d let him see his wife today…

Someone knocked on the door. “Mr. Spence?”

Arthur walked to the door, pleased that whoever it was didn’t just barge in. He grabbed a muffin and opened the door.

Shawna was there, standing in the doorway.

Arthur’s heart rate immediately accelerated. Shawna seemed taller than he remembered. He saw from the twinkle in her eyes that she too noticed the change. Much like yesterday, a small smirk crossed her mouth.

“Nice clothes”, she said.

“But they fit perfectly, Arthur snapped, how could—“

“How could I seem taller?” Shawna asked “Every night your clothes are custom made to fit what we project to be your height to be the following day. Last night I saw that you’d already shrunk to five nine and I forecasted that by morning—“

“How tall am I?” Arthur shot out.

“You’re five seven and a half” said Beth, suddenly appearing from behind Shawna.

Beth was dressed in khakis and a sleeveless blouse. This was far more casual than anything he’d seen her wear before. She stepped towards him with new found assurance, her eyes darting up and down his body as if he
were a fashion accessory hanging on a sales rack.

“Wow. It’s really started, hasn’t it?”

Arthur watched as Beth approached him, her small frame and slender body seeming slightly bigger than he remembered it. He was still taller than her, but not by as much as he remembered. There was no denying it any longer, he was actually getting smaller. And these two girls…these two women…looked to be getting bigger.

“It’s so weird, isn’t it?” Beth said to Shawna, as if Arthur wasn’t even there. Their eyes danced as they regarded his altered size.

Shawna nodded. “Yes it is”

Beth walked behind Arthur and was now looking at him from behind.

“How do you feel, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur turned back to Beth, glaring at her. A thought crossed his mind. The thought of lunging forward and strangling her.

“Did you sleep okay?” she asked.

His glare was obviously affecting her. Second by second, he watched as Beth backed away, her confident look slowly melting away. He was still her elder. He was still taller than she was and he still held the cards.

“I have class, so if you two don’t mind…”

Beth interjected, “But I wanted to talk to you about tonight”

Arthur headed to the door. Shawna took a step forward.

“Things are going to keep changing, Mr. Spence. You may well wish you’d been nicer to her”

Arthur pushed past Shawna.

* * *

The last thing Arthur wanted was to parade through the halls of the campus, so he waited until most classes were in session to quickly run to his own classroom. A few people saw him, but failed to take notice. This is a good sign he thought to himself.

But when he entered his classroom, it was a different story. Every female eye in the room looked at him when he walked in and many of them instantly began smiling. Arthur promised himself that he would act like nothing had happened, but this seemed like an impossible task.

“Hello everyone” he said, walking into the class. “Where did we last leave off?”

He glanced out to the various students and noticed that all the female students were staring at him now, while the majority of male students looked down to their desk or at the floor. They looked anywhere they could look except at him. Beth was front and center of course, looking like a
proud parent.

“How do you feel, Mr. Spence?” one young lady asked.

“I feel absolutely fine” he answered quickly. “Now where did we leave off?”

The female faces continued to beam at him, some of them smiling, others gazing dreamily at him, like he was made of chocolate.

“I’d like everyone to stop staring at me first off”, he said, “It’s bad enough what’s happened to me without all of you eyeballing me”

Some of the female stares drifted away, while others were too entranced with him, as if they didn’t even hear his request.

Beth, on the other hand, was ready to get to work. Her books were open and she was staring attentively like she always had. Arthur didn’t know what to make of this.

“Look everyone. There’s no one in this room that doesn’t know what’s happened. I can’t say I’m happy about it, but there’s not too much I can do, so I would appreciate it if everyone paid attention to the course work in the coming weeks and not my size”

For the next hour, Arthur lectured how he always did, occasionally feeling a tingling feeling in his back, like a drip of sweat was sliding from his neck down to his waist. It wasn’t sweat though, so what was it?

Was it the shrinking process? He didn’t know.

The class ended and students filed towards the door. Once again Arthur noticed that the male students avoided looking at him and hurried towards the door. The girls, however, were another story. A group of four of them lingered at the doorway, watching him, looking for an excuse to approach.

They looked to Beth, who was just now getting up.

Clare, one of his longtime students, put an apple on his desk, sneaking him a brief, happy looking smile. Arthur couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Thanks Clare” he said.

The girls eventually filed out of the room, leaving him alone with Beth.

“I thought that went well, she said, didn’t you?”

“Beth, just so you know, I intend to contact my lawyer and we’ll be looking into this entire charade of yours. Before you know it, this will be over and I’ll be back with my wife where I belong”

Beth laughed innocently as if what he had said was totally absurd. Then she started to approach.

“And another thing, Arthur continued, I’m not sure I can continue being pleasant, since none of this would be happening if it wasn’t for you”

Beth was closer to him now and for some strange reason, she was smiling.

“Has it happened again, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur felt that strange trickle sensation again and immediately looked down to his shirt cuffs, which had extended to the fleshy part of his hand. Arthur could feel the sweat gathering on his forehead. He looked up at Beth helplessly. She stared at him compassionately and gently touched his back.

“It’s okay, she said, you’ll get used to it”

“Don’t touch me”, Arthur shot out.

Beth withdrew for a second, and then embraced him in her arms, trying to hug him. Arthur couldn’t believe her boldness. He pushed himself backwards and pried her arms from around his chest. To his surprise, this was harder than he imagined it would have been. Beth was certainly stronger than he would have guessed. After a second, he corrected that thought. She wasn’t stronger. He was weaker.

When he had successfully freed himself from Beth’s embrace, she looked a little hurt.

“I was just trying to be supportive,” she said.

“Supportive? Beth, you make it sound like I have some disease. Truth is, you’re the one in control here. I’m the one under your control”

Beth nodded. “That’s one way to look at it I guess”

Arthur turned away.

“I wanted to talk to you about tonight, she said, they’re renovating the house and recommended that I don’t take you home until Friday, but seeing how upset you are, maybe you should come over starting tonight?”

“What are you talking about?” asked Arthur, as if he only now was realizing how truly insane this was sounding coming from a twenty year old girl.

Beth grinned a small grin. “I’m talking about you coming to your new home.

To begin your new life. You’ll need protection and that’s me. I want to protect you”

“Protect me from what?”

Beth paused. She tried to be delicate.

“Well, she said, starting to blush a bit, when you get, you know, smaller, you’ll be more vulnerable to situations…and people”

Arthur grabbed Beth by the shoulders, again noticing that the gap in their respective heights had changed since last night.

“Beth, look at me”

She did.

“How small am I going to get?”

Beth tried to look to the floor. Her cheeks were in full blush.

“How small!?!”

Beth turned away, wanting to avoid the question. She headed to the door.

“Maybe we should wait until Friday before you come home with me, Mr.

Spence. Sorry for the wait. But I promise, once you get to know me, it’ll be worth it” Beth exited the room.

Arthur sat on a desk, again feeling the sensation of sweat trickling down his back. His hands shot out in an effort to confirm whether or not he was imagining it, but his back was dry. He hoped off the desk and again, his balance was off as the drop was a bit bigger than he anticipated.

* * *

Arthur headed down the hallway and immediately heard footsteps from behind. It was Shawna. Her high heels could be heard a block away, Arthur thought.

“Going back to your room?” she asked.

Arthur nodded.

“I’d like to call my wife”

“I don’t think that’s possible, Mr. Spence”

Arthur stopped and turned to face her, his heart skipping a beat upon noticing that they were now close to the same height. As usual, Shawna noted this and seemed to resist a smile in his direction.

“What’s to stop me from pushing you to the ground, running past you and getting at one of those phone booths over there” he said.

“I wouldn’t advise trying,” she said.

Arthur turned away from her and started walking to his temporary ‘cell’.

There may well come a time when he did attempt to break out, but it wasn’t today.

* * *

As soon as Arthur entered the abandoned, unused office, the door was closed behind him and locked by Shawna. Arthur was beginning to feel more and more like a prisoner. He looked around and found a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt waiting for him. Since his own clothes were getting a bit baggy, he gladly changed into them. Having clothes that fit was important for his state of mind, even if it was a bit of an illusion. He was still shrinking, but having clothes that fit made him feel a bit better.

There was nothing to do in the room, no television to watch, so Arthur began rummaging around in the old filing cabinets that had been left behind. It wasn’t too long before he found a stack of National Geographics. None of them were new of course, but he began to flip through them anyway, given that he had nothing else to do.

Fairly soon he came across an issue from 2013, which featured, on its cover, an image that the world was all too familiar with. Tim Goldman was the first man to ever be shrunk as a result of the Lotto and it was his picture that graced the cover. The words on the front page seemed to jump out at Arthur as he stared at it. “THE VIEW FROM DOWN THERE” was the headline and beneath was Tim Goldman’s photo that featured him smiling and seeming happy. It wasn’t that strange of a photo, unless you accounted for the fact that he was sitting on the edge of a female foot. The photo had spread the world overnight. Arthur remembered flipping through the channels on his television, only to find this particular story everywhere he looked.

Arthur wiped the dust from the cover, staring closely at Tim Goldman’s face. Whatever happened to him, Arthur wondered. Quickly he opened the magazine and scanned the article, which featured several more photographs of Tim Goldman at various sizes. In one photo Tim was hugging the leg of his female companion, his hands wrapped tightly around her upper thigh, making him about two and a half feet tall. But in another photo, Tim, now far smaller, struggled to lift an empty tea cup over his head. A pair of giant female hands was seen folded behind him, the fingernails painted with bright red nail polish.

Arthur scanned to the end of the article, but there was no indication of Tim’s ultimate fate.

So he scanned through the remaining issues of the magazine, frantic to find a follow up on the world’s first shrunken man. There it was. It wasn’t a front page photo this time, but merely a small headline near the bottom of the page.

It read, THE FATE OF TIM GOLDMAN: A BACKYARD JUNGLE.

Arthur flipped through the issue, quickly finding the article in question.

There weren’t any photos this time, just a passing mention at the bottom of the page. “Though the appearance of shrunken men has become slightly more common place than two years ago, many in the scientific world took note this week, as the first in a long line of men who had been resized by Lotto winners, was accidentally stepped on and killed in his owner’s backyard…” Arthur went on to finish the brief article, noting that his owner had let him outside for some fresh air, then had promptly forgotten about him, stepping on him barefoot as she ran inside to get the phone.

Arthur closed the magazine. He was more scared than ever.

* * *

The next morning Arthur awoke with a jolt. Someone was knocking on the door. He squinted towards the doorway and saw someone’s shadow trying to peer inside. It was Beth from the looks of it.

“Mr Spence. You awake?”

Arthur wondered if he ignored Beth, whether she’d go away. He doubted it.

“Mr Spence!”

Arthur pushed the blankets off of himself and swung his legs off the bed.

“I’m coming! Hold on!”

Arthur saw that once again, a new shirt and pants hung nearby for him to wear. No doubt they had been tailored to fit his shrinking size like before. He pushed himself off the bed and landed on the floor. When his feet landed, his arms immediately tried to level his balance in order to prevent falling. 

This time Arthur noticed it. He didn’t have to measure himself or stand alongside someone for comparison. There was no longer any doubt about it…he was getting smaller.

Arthur leaned forward to grip the side of the bed, as if his legs were about to give out. But they weren’t. The dizziness, the lightheadedness, all of it…it wasn’t because anything was wrong with him, it was that he was becoming smaller.

“Mr. Spence?” Beth called again from behind the door.

Arthur released his grip from the bed and slowly moved towards the door.

He looked around himself, trying to guess how much he’d shrunk.

“Just a second!” he yelled at the door.

Arthur grabbed the shirt and fit it over his head. He stuck his legs, one by one, into the pants and looked himself in the mirror. He could see the fear in his eyes. Anyone could.

Beth started knocking again.

”I’ve got coffee, Mr. Spence”

What would it take to make her be quiet? Arthur thought, reaching for the door. He turned the handle and swung it open.

Beth stood there, smiling at him and holding two giant cups of coffee. Her surprised expression upon seeing him was all Arthur needed to realize what had happened. He was no longer taller than Beth was.

All his life Arthur had gotten used to being taller than others. He wasn’t hugely tall, but five ten and a half was taller than most. What had happened in the last few days had changed what he’d been used to for more than twenty years since he’d stopped growing.

Beth’s facial expression turned into a big smile of innocent delight.

“Wow, look at you”, she said, entering the room, you’re smaller than yesterday, aren’t you?”

Beth started to walk towards him. Her eyes were wide open, signifying her surprise at how much his size had been reduced. Arthur backed away a few steps, not wanting her any closer than she was. Seeing her like this was too much for him to absorb. Beth had always been shorter than him. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

“Why are you backing away?” she asked, holding out a cup of coffee towards him. “Here, this is for you. Two sugars, right?”

Arthur continued to back away from Beth until he backed up against the wall. Finally she stopped her approach, but couldn’t suppress a laugh.

“You’re five four” she said. Arthur became red in the face.

“How do you know that exactly?” he spat.

“Turn around” she said, continuing to laugh.

Arthur turned around to find himself facing a measurement scale that had been painted onto the wall. He was standing directly in front of it. When did they find the time to do that? he wondered.

To make matters worse, Arthur noticed Shawna standing in the doorway, observing the situation from a distance.

“How’s everything Ms. Kenny?” she asked Beth.

“Everything’s fine”, Beth answered and handed Shawna both cups of coffee, but I want to see who’s taller”

Beth started towards Arthur, who hadn’t moved from his position against the wall. Beth moved alongside Arthur, nudging her hip up against his, so that they stood side by side while Shawna looked on. Arthur tried to move away, but everytime he did, Beth pressed the side of her hip up against his.

“Am I taller than Mr. Spence?”

“You’re not going to like this, Mr. Spence” Shawna said.

“I am, aren’t I?” Beth shouted.

“You certainly are”, said Shawna, “At least, I’d say, by an inch and a half”

Shawna approached the two of them and Arthur’s heart began to sink. Shawna had been slightly taller than Beth to begin with, so of course, she now seemed even bigger than Beth did.

“Here’s your cup of coffee, Ms. Kenny” she said to Beth.

“And here’s yours, Mr. Spence” With that, she handed Arthur the coffee. Arthur took it, not knowing what else to do. The last thing he needed at this moment was caffeine, given how fast his heart was pumping.

Arthur looked at the two girls who were staring at him. Both of them had big smiles on their faces.

“This is just wonderful” said Beth. “You’re absolutely adorable, Mr. Spence”

“I’m glad you think so, Beth, but I’m not an object of amusement, I’m a college professor and right now I have to get to class”

It was a stupid thing to say, but given what had happened, it was all he could think of.

With that, Beth reached towards him, extending her fingers around his neck and attempted to pull him towards her. Arthur fought to leverage himself, to resist, but found himself moving towards her.

“I’m so happy” she said, pulling him closer.

Arthur began to resist even more, but he was already caught in an embrace with Beth. Arthur had to really exert a lot of force to resist the power in Beth’s arms, but he managed to do it anyway. She is definitely stronger than yesterday he thought to himself. Or I’m weaker.

Beth looked a bit disappointed that she couldn’t hug Arthur.

“You’re right, Mr. Spence. You’re still my professor and I’ll try not to treat you any differently than before. In class at least”

“What’s that supposed to mean” said Arthur.

Beth, who normally took a step backwards whenever she was cornered, this time, stood her ground.

“Well, I mean in class you’ll still be my professor, no matter what happens…but when you start living at my house, it might be different”

Arthur wanted to know what she meant, but didn’t ask.

Shawna stepped towards him now. She was a good three inches taller than Arthur was and she knew it.

“Just so you know, Mr. Spence, Ms. Kenny will be taking you home with her starting tonight, isn’t that right?”

”That’s right, she replied, and you can call me Beth”

“Okay Beth” Shawna smiled.

Arthur was getting hot under the collar. Neither of these women was taking seriously the pain he was suffering.

Arthur pushed past them and left the room.

Arthur walked quickly through the halls, staring at the floor. He was afraid that if he looked up, that he’d see the array of faces staring at him. That would be too much right now, he thought, so he continued looking downward, seeing peoples legs and feet as they walked beside him or passed in the opposite direction. He could hear various college students talking under their breath and whispering.

Arthur entered his classroom and finally found the nerve to raise his head to look at the students. Something was wrong. There were only two males left. All the rest were females.

“Where did all the male students go?” he asked.

No one answered at first. Arthur thought he heard a female laugh, but couldn’t locate the source. Then another young woman voiced her opinion.

She was smiling at him.

“A lot of them transferred to a different class, Mr. Spence”

Arthur was about to ask why, but he already knew the reason. They were uncomfortable looking at him. None of them could bear to watch what was happening to him, afraid that it could happen to them too.

Arthur hadn’t gone for lunch and hadn’t even gotten up from behind his desk for the last two hours of class, for fear of what would happen when he stood up.

Arthur had wanted so much to carry on with life like nothing had happened, but an hour into class he started getting that trickling feeling in his back again. So instead of standing in front of the class, he felt that he needed to stand behind some sort of barricade. He used his desk. It would hide the fact that he could gradually feel himself getting smaller in front of the prying, invasive eyes of his female students.

Now that the class had ended, Arthur felt that it was safe to leave. He stood to his feet and had his fears confirmed. Both his pants and shirt had become baggier than before. What started as a tailor cut shirt was now at least one size too big for him. He picked up his briefcase and noted its heaviness.

“There will be adjustments made to that and your other belongings soon enough”

Arthur spun around to see Shawna standing at the door.

Arthur decided to be sarcastic,“So you’ll make me a tiny briefcase that’s in direct proportion to my body, no matter how small it gets?”

“Exactly” Shawna replied. Arthur hadn’t expected her answer to be so blunt.

“Beth would like to see you as soon as you’ve changed, Mr. Spence. Tonight will be your first night staying with her. Transportation has been arranged.”

Arthur didn’t know exactly how tall he currently was, but began to detect a small change in the tone of Shawna’s voice. It was like she was talking to someone younger than she was. Could it be my size he wondered?

* * *

Arthur was once again in his room and had changed out of his baggy clothes into his new outfit that had been left behind for him. As usual, his new clothes fit perfectly.

The room had been reverted to its original state of an unused office space. His bed and belongings were gone. Even the wall measurement chart had been painted over with a coat of white paint. They should have given it two coats, Arthur thought, as he could still see the measurement marks, even through they were faint.

Arthur approached the wall, feeling his heart beat accelerate. Much as he feared the results, he had to know how tall he was. Arthur stood beside the markings…

…He was four feet, nine inches tall.

Just as this terrible truth was being absorbed by his brain, Arthur heard noises from behind him. It was Beth’s voice and she was talking with someone. Arthur looked towards the door as Beth’s body appeared in the doorway.

“All set Mr. Spence?”

Beth stopped and her mouth hung open. Once again Arthur had to endure the astonished delight that ran across Beth’s face each and everytime she saw that he had gotten smaller.

“Just look at you!” she said, running towards him.

And that was the first time that Arthur felt fear of Beth. To see her approaching so quickly, his mind quickly trying to adjust to their new respective sizes, reduced Arthur to a cowering stance, as if he instinctively wanted to protect himself from this creature that rushed towards him. The feeling was embarrassment. He felt ashamed of cowering, but he could no longer help it. Beth was beside him now and noticeably taller than he was.

Arthur closed his eyes as Beth’s arms once again tried to embrace him, but this time he didn’t resist.

“Oh I’ve wanted to hug you for so long, Mr. Spence”

Beth happily pulled him towards herself, tighter and tighter, squeezing him tightly, one hand on the top of his head. They remained this way for several seconds before Arthur began to struggle. He began to push. To pry.

His breathing increased and he felt the beginning traces of suffocation aavhis face was mashed below Beth’s chin which rested snugly on the top of his head.

“No, no, she said, I’m not letting you go so easily this time” she saidvlaughing.

Though it would have been difficult, Arthur most likely could have escaped, but the fear brought on by his dwindling size prevented him from doing so. Finally he gave up struggling and released the outward force he exerted on her embrace. The second that he stopped trying to push Beth away, she hugged him tighter. Arthur’s face ground into her upper chest, until all he could see was black.

Then, after several more seconds, she let him go. Arthur fought to catch his breath, only to see Beth smiling at him. She touched the top of her head with the palm of her hand and then without moving it up or down, moved her hand overtop of his own head.

“I’m almost six inches taller,” she announced.

Beth turned toward the door.

“Isn’t that great?”

There was another female in the doorway.

“You’re finally mine” she said to him, causing his heart to drop.

Beth turned to introduce the woman standing at the door.

“Mr. Spence, this is Andrea. She’s my personal driver and she’ll be taking us to my house now…sorry, to our house”

Arthur could do nothing but stare, wondering what moving into Beth’s house would entail for him…

At four foot nine, Arthur was beginning to notice the changes in everyday life. Climbing into the car was different than normal and so was fastening his seat belt. Beth tried to help him, but he pushed her hands away and did it himself. He didn’t need the humiliation of being helped by this young enormous woman.

Beth tried to talk to him during the drive, cheerful despite everything that had happened. Arthur refused to answer any of her questions. He decided that if she insisted on taking him to her home, that the last thing he would do was cooperate with her.

The car stopped and the two of them emerged from the back seat. They entered the home and were immediately greeted by Beth’s mother and sister.

Beth’s mom was named Marie and Beth’s sister was named Adele. Beth’s mom was in her forties while Adele was in her early twenties, like Beth (Adele didn’t live there he soon learned, but decided to pop by that day in order to meet Arthur).

Arthur stood by the door, being smiled at by three pretty female women, all of whom were taller than him by at least eight or nine inches. He could see the family resemblance as they gleamed at him, trying their best to welcome him into their home.

“Adele doesn’t actually live here, Beth said, so she’s going to be leaving soon”

Adele frowned at this suggestion. “I am not. I’m staying for dinner”

Beth didn’t seem too excited by this thought, but soon brushed it off.

“Come on in, Mr. Spence”

“Yes, please, her mother said, be our guest”

All three of them continued to look down at little Arthur as he tentatively entered their house. Being just shy of five feet tall impressed on him how vulnerable he actually was. He was constantly on guard, as if he expected to have to fend off an attack at any moment.

Nothing could be further from the truth however, as the three women only wanted him to feel at home.

“I’d like to be alone” he said.

Beth nodded.

“Of course”

She then stepped towards him, but as she did, Arthur took a step away from her. Beth looked instantly hurt. Arthur turned and walked further into the house, unaware where he was headed. Once he walked into a room, he turned and closed the door behind him.

He immediately approached a nearby telephone, picked it up and tried to dial his wife. No one had come into the room yet to stop him, which was a bit surprising. He finished dialing and waited.

The number you are trying to reach is no longer in service, the voice said. Arthur hung up, tried again, but was met with the same recording.

Arthur set down the phone glumly.

Arthur sat down onto the bed, aware that the height of the mattress seemed higher than his own bed. He looked around the room, wondering who it belonged to.

Then Marie walked in. Beth’s Mom was not an unattractive woman, with curly dark blond hair and a slightly inflated waistline; she was still in good shape. She smiled at Arthur and quietly closed the door behind her.

“Sorry to intrude” she said, approaching.

“Is this your room?”

Marie nodded. Arthur estimated her height at about five feet six inches, that made her seven inches taller than him. She sat beside him and Arthur felt the springs in the bed give way, as she sat herself down. His own weight was being displaced, as the impression she made on the mattress was greater than his own. Marie noticed this too and smiled awkwardly.

“You keep getting smaller and you’re going to make me feel overweight” she chuckled.

“You’re not even close to being overweight” Arthur replied, looking to the floor. Marie was closer to his own age, so he felt a bit easier talking with her.

“I just wanted to say that I’m here to help make things easier for you”, she said, “both for you and for Beth”

Arthur looked over at Marie sitting next to him on the bed.

“For Beth?” She nodded.

“What things do you need to make easier for her? She’s got it made. She’s the talk of the town…she’s the talk of the country for that matter. She’s got me, her own little man, who’s probably going to get smaller and smaller every day”

“This wasn’t easy on her either” Marie said gently.

Arthur got up off the bed. This comment had irritated him a bit.

“Not easy on her?”

“No. It’s been very trying”

Arthur shook his head. Here he thought he could talk with this woman, but apparently that wasn’t the case.

“This was thrown on you, but remember it was thrown on Beth too. She didn’t have much say in the matter”

“What are you talking about?”

“Have you ever heard of anyone turning down a Lotto win?”

Arthur couldn’t think of this ever happening.

“Can’t, can you? That’s because no one has ever been allowed to turn down the offer. Everyone who wins is supposed to be so overjoyed at having their choice of male at their side that no one ever bothered to think that Beth never really wanted the attention”

“So why’d she choose me then?”

Marie looked at him sympathetically.

“She had to choose someone, didn’t she? They weren’t about to allow her the option of backing out”

“No?”

“None at all. She was expected to choose someone and that someone happened to be you. If you think about it, no matter who she chose, someone was bound to feel betrayed, don’t you think?”

Arthur had to agree.

“That doesn’t make it any easier on me” Arthur said, sitting down onto the bed again.

Marie nodded, “No, I don’t imagine it does”

Marie stood to her feet and Arthur could feel the bed give way. She wasn’t that big, he had to remind himself, he was just a bit small.

“Do you want to stay in here for a while?”

Arthur nodded. He needed to think.

“You might want to change into your new clothes. You’d be more comfortable for tomorrow”

Arthur looked up, as Marie was about to close the door.

“Tomorrow?”

Marie started to gently close the door.

“I better let Beth explain”

Arthur remained in the room for a few minutes, thinking about his options. He decided to look out the window. What was stopping him from just opening it and running? Never coming back? But the window was locked. Try as he might, he could not open it.

Outside the room was a new pair of pants and a freshly pressed shirt waiting for him on a hanger just outside the door. Arthur took them and looked them over. They had been custom fitted to accommodate his smaller size. Arthur headed to the washroom. Inside, he changed into his new clothes. There was no measuring tape, so he’d just have to guess how tall he currently was.

He wanted to stay inside the washroom. Just sit there and be forgotten.

After a long time someone knocked on the door.

“Mr. Spence? It’s been over two hours. Are you okay in there?”

Arthur was surprised it had been so long since he’d entered the bathroom.

He turned the handle, unlocking it. Most of the lights in the house had been turned off. Beth stood just outside the door, already in her pajamas.

Arthur had to admit, she looked attractive.

“So everything’s okay?” she asked.

Arthur nodded.

“Here’s your pajamas,” she said, holding him out a hanger.

Arthur took them, avoiding her eyes for fear of realizing how tall she was next to him. He feared that he’d become smaller. So instead, he looked to the ground, where he ended up staring at her bare feet.

“Beth, your mom said something about tomorrow?”

“Yes, tomorrow…you need a good nights sleep”

”For what exactly? What do you have in store for me?”

Beth continued looking at him, hoping that he’d engage in eye contact, but he didn’t. He continued looking at the floor and at her bare feet. He noticed her toenails had been painted, but that the paint had begun to chip away.

“Don’t put it like that, she said, It’s not like I’ll be planning your whole life or anything”

“But it is, isn’t it? It’s not like a have a choice to go home to my family, is it?”

Beth didn’t answer. Arthur continued to stare at the floor. Beth’s toes fidgeted a bit.

“Well, she said, just make sure you’re well rested, okay?”

“But what for? You still haven’t told me what’s going on?”

“College, she said, You’re going to keep teaching”

This was enough for Arthur to look up at her. Doing so confirmed that he was indeed smaller than before. Beth, this slight, modestly framed young woman was beginning to loom over him like some sort of Olympic basketball player. Arthur’s first reaction was shock. Beth felt this too. She felt awkward at how large she seemed next to him.

“I’m what?”

“I think it’s for the best”, she said, trying to look sure of herself,

“you won’t think about what’s happening you as much if you go about your daily routine. Just like you use to”

Arthur swallowed. He wanted to argue with her. To belittle her. But what was the point? He closed the door in her face.

When Arthur woke he experienced a moment of disorientation as he tried to remember where he was. The few nights pulled from his family only to first be locked in an office at the college and then to end up here in one of Beth’s families spare rooms…it was enough to fog up his memory a bit. But it only took him a few seconds to remind himself as he quickly noted his somewhat baggy pajamas. He’d shrunk again. Arthur sat up to feel his back coated with cold sweat.

He stood and peeked out from the bedroom door. Beth could be seen in the kitchen, smiling at him. She was already dressed and looking ready to go at any time.

“Better hurry, Mr. Spence, we have to leave in ten minutes or so. The car’s waiting already”

Arthur stepped one foot out from the door, seeing a new set of clothes hanging on the door. He didn’t know who provided these clothes or how they kept appearing, but he was grateful that they did. Arthur snatched the hanger of clothing and quickly darted to the washroom. He heard a quiet snicker from the kitchen as he closed the door.

Inside, Arthur first grim revelation was that he could no longer properly see himself in the mirror. Even standing on his toes only allowed him to see the tip of his head. Arthur cursed and slammed his fist into the wall.

Was he angry or frightened? A bit of both, he thought.

Beth’s voice could be heard from the other side of the door.

“There’s a stool for you to stand on, Mr. Spence. It’s under the sink”

Arthur looked down. Yes, there was a stool. Rather than shout back at her, he climbed on the stool and was able to look at himself. He didn’t know how much his size had diminished, but looking at his reflection in proportion to the size of the mirror told him all he needed to know.

“There’s breakfast out here” she said from the other side of the door.

“Okay! Now can you give me a second???”

“Sorry” Beth said.

Arthur brushed his teeth and changed into his new clothes before exiting the bathroom and heading towards the kitchen. His new clothes fit perfectly and for a few steps he felt like a regular, full sized guy. But when he rounded the corner and saw Beth; her smiling face somehow exaggerated by her elevated size, his heart sank.

“Did I hear you laughing at me earlier? When I went into the bathroom?”

Beth’s smile faded. “Yes, I’m sorry, it’s just that…well, it’s so weird seeing you like this. It’s like you’re a special effect or something. I know that sounds dumb”

Beth stood from her chair. She seemed taller than the night before. She began walking towards him.

“Don’t come any closer” Arthur said.

Beth stopped.

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t want you looking down on me”

“That could be kind of tough, Mr. Spence. You’re pretty short. Four seven by the looks of it”

“How would you know that?” Arthur asked.

“Your new clothes seem to fit and that’s the size they were cut to”

She looked him up and down then laughed nervously. It was the sort of laugh when you can’t help it even though you know it’s not appropriate.

“I’m sorry, but you’re just so…small”

* * *

The car ride was a scary one. Arthur felt as though he was being driven to his own execution. Being four foot seven and having to walk the halls of the campus would be absolutely horrifying.

He could feel himself sweating. Every time the car pulled to a stop for a red light, he envisioned himself unlocking the door and sprinting into the distance, never to be seen again…

Walking down the campus halls was every bit as horrible as Arthur imagined it would be. At first Beth appeared at his side, slowing her pace to match his. She did this not to rub anything in, but only to show him support.

Arthur knew this, but couldn’t get past the fact that if not for her none of this would be happening. So when Arthur had had enough of her walking next to him, he snuck down another hallway, hoping for fewer students.

But unfortunately for him, he headed in the direction that was much busier and crowded than that one he just left.

Arthur lowered his head; trying not to attract any attention upon himself, but students, dozens of them, seemed to take immediate notice. All sorts of faces, some Caucasian, others Asian, Middle Eastern and others, stared at Arthur. Their eyes lit up and their mouths hung open in amazement, as if fully realizing what they had read and seen in pictures about the Lotto was actually true. There was a shrinking man in their midst.

Arthur decided that rather than retreat, that he would march right through the swarm of students and take the long way to class. This would both boost his own confidence and send out a loud message that he was sure would spread through the grounds – that message was that he was dealing with his reduction in size just fine.

Arthur swallowed and began to walk forward at a brash speed. But rather than scurry away, like many of them had done during his previous encounters, many of the female students seemed to gravitate towards him.

Arthur looked up as a swarm of happy, delighted faces suddenly surrounded him from all sides. Most were grinning, while others snickered quietly.

One even laughed out loud at the sight of him…indeed, the wide array of expressions that his appearance seemed to bring forth seemed endless.

Arthur began to feel dizzy. He looked up at the bigger than life girls, some he recognized, while others he didn’t. Most were younger students who seemed to approach him with a complete lack of fear, as if his dwindling size somehow reduced his authority over them. Their height, or rather, his lack of height, made the girls seem like taller than life, like hormone injecting athletes from another planet. And the difference in his height in proportion to theirs, caused them to looked down at him like he was a spectacle of some kind. Arthur swayed under the happy female forms, his knees buckling as everywhere he looked, genial faces happily looked dow at him.

“Hi, Mr. Spence” one girl, a dirty blonde with books in her hands said.

“Hello, Mr. Spence” another girl, a shorter one (still a great deal taller than he) said. “Good Morning, down there, Mr. Spence” a tall red haired girl chimed in, sending the others into a gale of high pitched laughter.

It was all Arthur could do but stare up at them. Because of his size, Arthur stood roughly the same height as their chests, a fact he could not easily ignore, as every direction he turned, bosoms pointed out towards him, pushing out from against t-shirts, dress tops and from underneath sweaters. He stared at their breasts. He couldn’t help it. Only now, none of them even seemed to notice. They were too busy taking in the sight of him, standing there like a helpless lost puppy. It was like a cruel joke you’d see on late night television, only Arthur was the only one not laughing.

“Are you still going to teach here?” someone asked.

Arthur turned to see where the voice came from.

“Just how small will you get?” another asked.

Arthur couldn’t take it anymore. He pushed past the circle of girls and strode, as quickly as he could, down the hall.

* * *

In class was no better. Arthur had to stand on a small box that elevated his height enough so that everyone could see him. The only other choice was to walk through the class as he spoke. That was something he used to do, but not any more. Being out in the room, exposed like that for all the peering eyes to see wasn’t something he wanted. As he taught his lesson, he became aware that none of the grinning faces that stared at him like a piece of candy were likely to remember anything he was talking about.

Finally the class ended. Arthur found himself coated in nervous sweat.

Clare, a student of his, approached him, waiting for the rest of the students to leave. It took a while, since many of them seemed to linger by the doorway, anxious for some one on one time with their new diminutive professor.

When they were finally alone, Clare offered him an apple, like she always did. It was an out of date habit, but one that he appreciated just the same. Arthur took the apple in his hands, noticing its size in comparison to his hands. Clare seemed fascinated by this and by him in general. Try as she might, she couldn’t take her big eyes off of him.

“Clare?”

“Yes?”

“It’s not polite to stare at people smaller than you”

“Oh. Sorry. You’re right”

“I’m not a science experiment”

Clare hurried from the room, slightly embarrassed. Arthur wanted to call her back. He didn’t mean to offend her, but it seemed that others needed a reminder what it felt like to be the object of so many curious glances.

It was between classes and Arthur found himself standing just inside the door of the empty lounge reserved for faculty. His eyes were trained on the door outside. The exit. Now was the time, he thought. I’m only going to get smaller. If I don’t make a break for it, I’ll be doomed.

“You need a change of clothes, Mr. Spence” a voice uttered from down the hall.

Arthur turned to see Shawna staring at him. She was looking him up and down, at his small size. She began to approach, forcing Arthur to listen to the click clack of her approaching high heel shoes. She seemed to walk deliberately slow, as if she enjoyed the sound her shoes made on the cold hard floor.

She noticed what Arthur was staring at.

“Don’t even think about it, Mr. Spence”

Arthur looked at her as she continued to get closer to him. He didn’t want her to stand too close since he could already see that she was far taller than he was.

“Don’t think about what?”

“Don’t think about leaving. You wouldn’t make it”

“You don’t think so?”

“No. I don’t”

Arthur looked at Shawna. She had a small smile on her face, as if she partially wanted him to run so that she could chase him and catch him personally.

“Don’t come any closer” he warned.

“Why not?” she asked, slowing down.

“Just don’t”

Shawna stared at Arthur a second longer, then began to walk back down the hall, flashing him a grin as she walked away. Arthur watched her for a moment. She was wearing a white blouse and a grey skirt cut at the knee.

Nylons and black shoes.

Arthur waited until she was a few steps away. Was he going to do it? What if she caught him? She couldn’t, could she? What would he do if he actually got outside?

He pondered all these questions.

That’s when Arthur decided to go for it.

His first few steps seemed to be in slow motion. He saw the door. It was fifty feet or so in the distance. All he had to do was run towards it.

He was faster than he thought he would be, but then he remembered that no one ran faster than when in fear. And that he was exactly his state of mind.

“Mr. Spence!” he heard from behind him.

Shawna quickly pulled off her high heels and began to run after him, her comparatively long legs propelling her down the hall as her shoes dangled from her hand.

As Arthur continued to run at his full speed, he couldn’t help but begin to grin. There was no way she would possibly catch him. He was too fast.

“Come back here!” Shawna yelled at him, as if he were a little boy.

But that only made Arthur run harder. He saw the door approaching and envisioned pushing the lever and escaping out into the fresh air…

But that’s when a hand fell on his shoulder. Arthur started to look back, but was pushed to the side, where he collided with a locker. He twisted to maintain his balance, but his speed was lost.

And so was his chance of escape.

Shawna stepped in front of him, getting between him and the door. She was breathing heavily down on him, right in his face. Her breath smelled of coffee.

“You’re faster than I thought, Mr. Spence”

Arthur was panting. He’d given it everything he had and she had still beaten him.

Shawna had caught her breath and was grinning down at him. She took a step closer and reached both of her long arms so that each rested against the lockers with Arthur trapped in between them.

“Don’t like when people stand so close, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur looked up at the lofty woman, still panting. He shook his head.

“That’s too bad” she said, moving closer again so that her chest was practically in his face. Arthur was conscious of her breasts. He even stared at them for a second. He had little choice in the matter since they practically filled his range of vision.

“Look up at me, Mr. Spence”

Arthur continued to stare straight ahead, but Shawna put her first finger underneath his chin and raised in so that he was looking up into her eyes.

My gosh, he thought. She’s huge.

“If you try that again, she said, I won’t be so gentle”

At the end of the day, Beth met up with Arthur and the two of them were driven home as before. Arthur didn’t talk the whole way to Beth’s house even though she tried to start a conversation several times. He was furious at the humiliation that he had endured throughout the day, even though he knew that he’d brought part of it upon himself.

Once they arrived, Arthur stormed into the house and turned to Beth with fury in his eyes.

“I’ve never been so humiliated! How dare you subject me to having to go back to work like that!”

Beth closed the door behind her.

“Please don’t yell”

“Don’t yell? The entire college campus saw me today and more than half of them thought I was some funny little circus attraction!”

Beth tried to distract him.

“I’m going to make a special dinner you know, just for us”

“Forget all that!” Arthur shouted.

Beth looked upset so Arthur seized the opportunity to possibly upset her further.

“What were you thinking? That I’d enjoy teaching as a midget? That I’d like girls twenty years my junior looking down on me like I was some sort of pet on a leash?”

Beth looked even more upset. It was working. It was small, but it was all Arthur had. So he decided to go even further.

“You’re a spoiled brat, Beth. Selfish, but not only that…Today you proved that you’re thoughtless too!”

Beth turned on her heel and headed further into the house, slamming the door to her room behind her.

Arthur smiled a little grin. It was a victory.

“Proud of yourself?” a voice from behind him asked.

It was Marie, Beth’s mom. She stood opposite him, a distance away. She had observed their exchange and wasn’t too impressed.

“I’m not proud, but it had to be done”

“Like you said, she’s almost twenty years your junior… Is that something you enjoy? Hurting others?”

“Doesn’t anyone care about me. I’m the one who’s going through changes!”

“Yes, I can see that”, she said, “but remember, despite how it might look, Beth has nothing but your best interests in mind. She thought that if you returned to the college, that it would take your mind off what’s happening to you”

Arthur went to the couch and sat down, conscious that he it seemed like a very large couch indeed.

“All she wants is the best for you. You’re all she talks about, did you know that?”

Arthur was beginning to feel bad. He himself felt worse than he’d ever felt in his life, but there wasn’t any point in taking it out on his student.

“So what should I do?” Arthur asked sheepishly.

“An apology would be nice”

Arthur looked down to the sleeves of his shirt, which once again, slid over his wrists.

“Looks like you need to change first”

Beth lay face down on her bed. Arthur entered and quietly shut the door behind him.

He had changed into some custom-sized sweat pants and a sweat shirt. Beth’s mom had led him to his new clothes and insisted on measuring him at the same time. Normally Arthur would have resisted, but not today.

He was four feet five inches tall.

Arthur took a step into Beth’s room.

“Beth? I’m sorry about what I said. Your mom explained a bit of what you’re going through and…I guess I never considered it from your perspective”

Beth turned her head to look at him. She’d been crying. He was a bit surprised that a twenty year old could get so upset over something as little as him.

“Don’t cry. I’m really sorry”

Beth sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. Arthur approached a few steps.

“Can you accept my apology?”

Beth nodded, wiping her eyes. “I’m just trying to be your friend” she said.

“I know that now. I’ll try to be more considerate, it’s just…well…getting smaller like I am is a pretty frustrating experience”

Beth nodded. “I imagine”

Beth’s face was still wet with tears. Arthur grabbed a tissue from her nightstand and approached closer.

“Here”, he said, signaling that she should take the tissue. Beth did and blew her nose into it. He couldn’t help but notice that her hands, while still feminine and girl like, were now bigger than his own.

She blew her nose a second time.

“You got smaller, didn’t you?” she said, taking a second tissue and wiping her eyes.

Arthur nodded.

“And I said sorry. Maybe we should drop it?”

Then Arthur turned to leave. He didn’t really relish the thought of being with anyone just now. He reached for the doorknob and was struck with a pillow thrown by Beth. Arthur turned and looked at her, detecting the faintest of smiles on her mouth.

“Was that aimed at me?” he asked.

She nodded.

Arthur turned once again to the door and grabbed the handle.

Another pillow struck him. This one in the head.

Arthur turned around and again saw a smirk on her face.

“You’re mean sometimes, Mr. Spence”

Arthur picked up the pillow and decided to be the adult. This was getting tougher and tougher given his size in proportion to hers, but he had to set an example. He carried the pillow to the side of her bed and prepared
to put it down for her.

Then she swung another pillow and hit him again. Arthur didn’t see it coming, so it hit him on the chest, knocking him back a bit. Beth was laughing now.

Arthur considered leaving the room, but felt the intense need to release some stress. He could no longer resist. He took a tight hold of the pillow in his hand, raised it and swung so it connected with Beth’s face, giving her a mouth full of pillow.

It felt good. Try as he might to deny it, hitting her with the pillow felt good. He raised his arms to hit her again, but Beth was quicker, slamming her pillow into his stomach. Arthur took a step back as Beth began to laugh all the harder.

Arthur’s turn now. He connected once again on the side of her face, unable to stop from grinning himself. Then she hit him, then he her. It was a full fledged pillow fight before you knew it. Beth backed away out of Arthur’s reach, so Arthur climbed onto the bed in order to better strike her with the pillow he held so dearly. He was laughing almost as hard as she was now, as both of them, on her bed, continued striking one another.

Then Beth wound up with both hands and slugged him one, knocking Arthur down onto his back. He struggled to get up, but Beth, still laughing, lunged forward, pushing his chest back down with her hand. Arthur tried to push himself up, but her hand seemed to hold him in place for the moment as she pulled her own legs out from under her and walked on her knees towards him. In a flash she sat astride his body so that her waist was hovering above his own. Arthur continued to laugh and to struggle. She continued to laugh too, raising the pillow over her head.

Bam. She struck him with it. Arthur’s hands flailed about in the air, trying to defend himself. Bam. She struck him again. Beth moved forwards on Arthur and then plunked her weight down on top of him, sitting astride his stomach. This forced some of the wind out of his sails, as Beth seemed quite heavy due to Arthur’s smaller size.

“Now you’re done for” she said, raising the pillow again over her head.
Slam. Slam. She hit him several more times. Arthur’s struggles, his twisting beneath her, had the unfortunate effect of nudging Beth’s waist higher up on his body. She now sat on his chest and seemed amused by the sight of him beneath her.

“C’mon, Mr. Spence. I’m only a hundred and ten pounds”

Arthur tried to push her off of him, but wasn’t having too much luck. Everytime he tried, Beth asserted her weight on top of him, raising the pillow as if she would strike at any moment. Worse of all, and very much against his will, Arthur was getting aroused.

He continued to struggle, both to push her off of him, but also to will away the bulge in his pants. He certainly didn’t want Beth to know about it.

“Okay, I’m going to give you three seconds to get off of me, understand?” he said, trying his best to sound authoritative.

Beth nodded down at him, accepting the challenge.

“1…2…”

Beth didn’t budge, but instead dropped her pillow and then leaned forward to grab both of his arms, forcing them over his head, still laughing.

Arthur began to struggle. This was it, he thought. This is where I throw her off the bed and she gets hurt. Then what? I get in trouble?

But that didn’t happen at all since Arthur very quickly found that he was no longer as strong as Beth was.

“Don’t tell me that’s all your strength, Mr. Spence”

Arthur continued to push against her arms, her breasts bouncily inside her shirt and in close proximity to his face. It was no use. He couldn’t budge her.

This is the beginning of the end, Arthur thought to himself. That woman at College can run faster than me and now I’m officially weaker than Beth is.

Beth continued to stare at him, laughing, not yet ready to let him up.

“You’re not going anywhere, Mr. Spence”

She was right in a way. He wasn’t.

Arthur awoke and once again found his pajamas to be a bit on the baggy side. Getting up and finding that he’d gotten smaller was starting to surprise him less and less.

There, on the door handle, hung his clothes for the day. He walked up to them, trying to block out the fact that the door handle seemed just a bit higher than it had the previous day, but there it was, about the same height as his chest.

Arthur changed into his new clothes and opened the door.

The pillow fight from the previous night hadn’t gone on much longer, but had ended with Beth playfully pinning Arthur down while she sat astride his chest hitting him with her pillow. After she stopped, they stared at each other for a while, Arthur hoping that Beth wouldn’t notice his arousal, which he seemed to have absolutely no control over. Arthur gave it his all to push her off of him, but was forced to admit defeat as it slowly sunk in that Beth was stronger than he was. In the end, he was forced to stare upwards at this smiling young girl who continued to remain perched on his chest, straddling him and keeping him from escape with only a bit of effort on her part.

That was last night, but now, having walked a few steps, Arthur could feel the muscle strain in his arms and legs, not unlike having been in a street fight or something. His muscle strain wasn’t what was concerning him though. It was the stirring of desire he had felt, as he lay helplessly pinned beneath her. This was a development that he hadn’t planned on and certainly didn’t want to proceed any further than it already had.

Beth was an attractive young woman to be sure, but there were a thousand reasons why he must not let it happen again. The biggest one was his wife.

Arthur had thought about her through the night, wondering how she was and how she was coping without him.

Arthur walked out of the bedroom and down the hallway to the kitchen, where Marie, Beth’s mother, was making pancakes.

“Good morning” she called out when she saw Arthur, moving towards him with familiarity.

Due to his size, Arthur found that his reflexes automatically kicked in whenever someone larger than him made a sudden move in his direction.

Marie laughed at this.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Mr. Spence. I was going to offer you a cup of coffee”

Arthur felt silly for reacting this way.

“Sorry, it’s just that being small makes everything…including you…look very big. I guess I’m still getting used to it”

Marie smiled at him and then moved across the kitchen to pour him a cup.

She handed it to him.

“So what was all that noise coming from Beth’s room last night? Sounded like you two were having a pillow fight or something”

Arthur nervously sipped his coffee.

“We were, actually. But it was just to blow off some steam. It won’t happen again, I can assure you of that”

Marie crossed in front of Arthur again, her height dwarfing his own.

“Oh, I don’t mind if you did. Nice to see the two of you getting to know one another”

Arthur tried sitting on a kitchen chair and noticed that he had to hop up just a bit in order for his butt to land on the chair.

“Any idea how small you are today?” Marie asked.

Arthur didn’t’ like that they kept reminding him that he was shrinking.

“I have no idea”

Just then Beth entered the room, dressed in short pants and a t-shirt.

“Morning, Mr. Spence” she said cheerfully.

Arthur tried to smile at her, noticing that she appeared in a particularly good mood. She approached him, but came closer than what Arthur deemed to be a comfortable distance. He flinched a bit in his seat.

Beth stopped just in front of his chair, staring down at him with a grin on her face. She raised her arms, pretending to be holding a pretend pillow.

“Ready for another round?”

Arthur looked up and saw what she meant.

“Oh. Last night was quite enough for me”

Beth laughed then spun on her heels towards her mom. She had no shoes or socks on.

“Should have seen it mom, I totally clobbered him in a pillow fight last night”

“So I heard” Marie said, putting pancakes onto a plate.

Beth turned back to Arthur, but he was gone. Beth looked around the kitchen, only to find that Arthur had selected another chair, further away and on the other end of the table.

“What’s wrong, Mr. Spence?”

Marie put down a plate of pancakes.

“He gets nervous when you make sudden movements, honey”

“He told you that?”

Marie nodded.

Beth turned to Arthur.

“Is that true?”

Arthur nodded and began to eat his pancakes. Beth moved towards him and lowered her voice. She seemed about seven feet tall from his perspective.

Like some over-grown basketball player on experimental steroids.

“I make you nervous?”

Arthur looked up at Beth. Even in her bare feet she towered over him.

“It’s not you Beth. It’s everyone. Look at me, I’m…probably only four foot four or so…everything seems so…huge.”

Beth looked at him sympathetically.

“But do you still want to continue teaching?”

That was a question Arthur had been thinking about. On one hand he despised the humiliation he had gone through the previous day, but on the other hand, he didn’t know what other options existed.

“I can continue teaching. For now at least”

Beth sat down across from him and began eating her pancakes. She looked ravenous. Arthur watched her, but then suddenly lost his appetite.

* * *

Beth’s car, driven by their chauffeur, pulled up beside the entrance to the college. She eagerly climbed out and slammed the door behind Arthur after he got out.

“All set?” she asked him.

Arthur nodded up at Beth, gesturing that she should go first. Beth began to walk, frequently looking down over her shoulder to see that Arthur was behind her. He doubled his efforts to keep up to her effortless stride.

Arthur did his best to keep up and unlike the day before, seemed to do a bit better in his efforts to avoid attracting attention.

Half way down the hall, Beth stopped and turned to Arthur. She put her hand on his shoulder.

“Well, this is my class” Arthur nodded nervously.

“You’ll be okay by yourself?” He nodded again, looking around.

“We have all night long to hang out together”

Arthur forced himself to smile at the thought.

Beth darted away, leaving Arthur feeling very exposed. He took in his surroundings and quickly noted the spying, curious eyes of several female students who were standing nearby. Arthur turned the other way, but was met with a pair of amazon sized girls who, without knowing it, were blocking his path. One of them was wearing very strong smelling perfume.

“Hi, Mr. Spence” the blonde girl said down to him while her brunette friend grinned alongside her. “I’m Jane? I had you in my first semester last year?”

Jane laughed at what she had just said.

“I shouldn’t say I HAD you, but you know what I mean, right?”

Arthur nodded and motioned to walk around the two tall girls, but they weren’t finished talking to him yet. In fact, the brunette put her hands on her knees and bent down towards him so that her face was close to being the same height as his own.

“How about me, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur looked at the enormous brunette, who’s face, since she was bending forward, seemed about his height. Her big black eyes stared at him anxiously.

“Should I remember you?” Arthur asked.

“Maybe. Maybe not” she said, laughing for no reason that Arthur could detect. Then her blonde friend started laughing too. Arthur looked around, trying to figure out what exactly was so funny.

“May I ask exactly what you’re laughing at?” he asked.

Jane, the blonde girl, bent forward so that her face peered at him from alongside her brunette friend’s face. The brunette girl was blushing a bit from laughter.

“Nothing really, Mr. Spence. It’s just a bit…peculiar seeing you so small”

With that, the two girls stood up straight, both of their smiling faces reverting to their towering heights.

Arthur turned away from them and from the smell of perfume, walking quickly in the opposite direction and leaving the sounds of their muffled laughter behind him.

This sort of thing had to stop.

* * *

Shawna, the woman who had chased Arthur down the hallway the other day, walked down the hallway. She was one of several employees of the Lotto and her job was simple: to keep Arthur from escaping his lifetime commitment to Beth, the person who had won him in the Lotto.

Mostly, Shawna’s duties were administrative. She would organize Beth’s transportation as well as assist in ordering Arthur’s clothing, which was cut to whatever it was calculated his current size would be. It wasn’t an exciting job by any means and that’s why she had been secretly delighted when Arthur had tried to outrun her. It was rare that she got to interact on such a physical level with any of the Lotto winners, and Mr. Spence had provided her with the thrill of the hunt.

As Shawna strolled down the hallways, constantly keeping tabs on Arthur’s whereabouts, she secretly hoped that he would try another escape attempt, since it would provide her the opportunity of belittling him once again.

According to her schedule, Mr. Spence, the always shrinking professor, should be in the faculty area, since he was on a break in between his lectures. Shawna reasoned that it was time to check up on him.

* * *

Arthur sat inside the Faculty lounge. He’d been there for some time now and had endured the staring eyes from fellow male professors, many of who left as soon as he entered the room. His size made them uncomfortable apparently.

But now he was alone and was not aware that Shawna was watching him from the door. Arthur moved towards the staff phone and started to dial. The number he’d dialed for his wife earlier hadn’t worked, so he was going to try his sister in law this time. Just as he was about to complete dialing, a hand, larger than his own, reached over his shoulder, its fingers gently taking the receiver from him.

Arthur looked behind him to see Shawna standing tall just behind the couch. Her eyes were gleaming, like she was savoring the moment. She was wearing a blouse and a flared skirt.

“You know the rules, Mr. Spence. No outside calls”

Arthur hung up the phone and looked away from her. He didn’t want to give her any added satisfaction. He stood up and began walking towards the door.

Shawna’s smile faded. She didn’t want their confrontation to end so quickly. Seeing that no one else was in the room, Shawna decided that she would engage Mr. Spence. Taking a stride towards him, Shawna’s arm shot out and grabbed little Arthur by the shoulder, marveling at how easy it was to stop him in his tracks. It was like grabbing a little boy.

Arthur turned to look up at the larger than life Shawna. She had indeed grown since their last encounter, or rather, he had gotten smaller. He estimated himself to be just over four feet tall at this point, given that his face seemed to be level with the lower half of Shawna’s protruding chest.

He expected her to let go of him, but instead of doing that, her large hand gripped him by his opposite shoulder, so that she was holding him with both arms and facing her. It was a fleeting moment, but Arthur’s eyes flashed past Shawna’s chest, seeing her white lace bra underneath the creased opening of her buttoned blouse.

“I don’t want any more attempts to contact anyone outside of who you’re allowed to contact. Do you understand me?”

Arthur had little choice but to look up at her. The grip she had on his shoulders was quite intense. Arthur began to flinch. Then he tried to free himself by twisting away from her and actually managed to do so.

Now that he was facing away from her, Shawna saw an opening to do something she’d longed to do…put him in a bear hug. So just as Arthur successfully managed to twist from her grip, Shawna bent at the knees and inserted her hands on either side of his small torso. Arthur was already making strides away from her when he noticed Shawna’s arms appear on either side of him, clasping together, squeezing and then hoisting him into the air with nothing but a soft grunt on her part. Instantly, Arthur began to struggle to catch his breath as Shawna’s hands squeezed around his rib cage. Shawna straightened her legs, lifting Arthur well off the floor, delighted that she could lift Mr. Spence so easily…it wasn’t near as hard as she thought it would have been!

“Let go of me” Arthur wheezed, feeling Shawna’s breasts flatten against his back.

Shawna continued to squeeze him against her so that almost all of his air drained from his lungs. She slowly rotated her body left and then right, as if cradling an overgrown baby.

Arthur could feel her hot breath on his neck. She began to laugh directly into his ear.

Arthur kicked his legs, doing whatever he could to get this huge woman to let go of him. Shawna continued to sway her body back and forth, eventually turning so that she could see their reflection in a nearby mirror.

Arthur saw himself and couldn’t believe how small he looked in the grip of this smiling amazon.

“Had enough?” she asked.

Unable to speak, Arthur managed a nod, his face red from being squeezed so hard.

Shawna eventually set him down. She was panting a bit, as it wasn’t all that easy on her either. It would be soon enough though, Arthur thought.

In a few days she’ll be able to do that without breaking a sweat.

The second Arthur’s feet touched the ground, he ran towards the door, gasping for breath. At the doorway he turned back to her, catching the briefest of smiles on her face. Shawna, though disappointed at Arthur’s sudden disappearance, was already looking forward to their next encounter.

* * *

Arthur sat alone inside a washroom stall in the otherwise empty staff washroom. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. Shawna had utterly humiliated him, and worse, seemed amused at his futile attempts to escape.

This confirmed his fear that the smaller he became, the less he mattered in the eyes of others. Now just barely over four feet tall, Arthur began to realize that he was being treated more and more like a child.

When would it end?

That’s when he heard the washroom door open. He heard one set of footsteps, but then after listening for a second, thought that he heard a second pair too. He wasn’t sure. The feet were walking extra quietly so he wouldn’t hear them.

“I’ll be out in a minute” he said aloud, but there was no response. Arthur continued to wait, listening at the door to the stall. He no longer heard anything at all, so he stood and opened the stall door, peering out into the washroom.

Leaning on the sinks and waiting for him were two very tall women, eyeing his stall eagerly. One he’d seen before, a girl with short brunette hair.

The other was Chinese and had her hair done in braids that looked like they had taken forever to put in. Both of the girls had broad grins on their pretty faces.

One of them raised her arm and waved at him like you’d wave at a puppy in a store window.

“Hi, Mr. Spence”

Arthur didn’t respond. Given how Shawna had manhandled him earlier, he suspected that these two girls, almost two feet taller than him, could get away with anything they wanted.

“What can I do for you two?” he asked a bit nervously.

The brunette was looking a bit bashful, but the Chinese girl stood up from against the sink. Arthur swallowed when as he took in her full height. She would have been tall even by normal standards.

“Your clothes” the Chinese girl said, gesturing to the baggy quality that they had taken on.

Arthur looked down at them, only now becoming aware that he really needed to change into something else. He had continued to shrink and given all the excitement of the day, hadn’t even had time to notice. He pushed the stall door the rest of the way open, trying his best to maintain his authoritative aire. Despite this, the girls didn’t look too bashful.

“We just wanted to know if…”

The Chinese girl looked over her shoulder to her friend.

“If you want to come to a party with us later”

Arthur stared at them.

“A party?”

The brunette joined the conversation.

“Yeah. Or something else?”

“Something else?”

Arthur finally found the courage to step out from the stall. Once he did, he was once again reminded how small he was compared to these towering students, especially the Chinese girl.

“You two girls have barged into a male washroom…nevermind a staff washroom…to invite me to a party?”

Both of the girls nodded as if they didn’t see what was wrong with doing just that.

Arthur walked to the door and opened it.

“I suggest that you leave immediately”

The two girls looked at each other, a bit surprised at his answer.

“C’mon, Mr. Spence. It’ll be fun” said the Chinese girl.

Arthur paused at the doorway and couldn’t help but actually consider the offer. It must have taken a moment or two, since they both started to laugh at the look on his face. Their laughter jolted him to attentionagain and Arthur managed to tear his eyes off of their giant, lithe bodies. There was no denying that they were both very attractive.

“Out. Both of you” he somehow managed to say.

Slowly, the girls walked towards the door. The brunette left quickly, but the Chinese girl stopped in front of him as Arthur continued to hold thedoor open. She looked down at Arthur and appeared mesmerized by his size in comparison to her own.

Arthur looked up at her, in anguish as he wrestled with conflicted feelings of fury and helplessness.

“What are you staring at?” he asked her.

The Chinese girl smiled gently down at him.

“Oh, just…I’ve never felt so tall before”

Arthur stared back, practically hypnotized by this colossus girl.

“Sure you won’t change your mind?” she asked. “The three of us would have a lot of fun. That’s my personal promise”

Arthur looked up at her, noticing her utter lack of fear. He could tell this by how close she was standing to him. If he leaned forward an inch or so, his face would have nudged up against her breast. He could tell that she knew it too.

Arthur, despite being a little bit annoyed at this lack of respect, felt a rush between his legs. Why is it that they torture me this way hewondered?

“My answer is final” Arthur said, swallowing the lump in his throat.

The tall Chinese girl knew that she had had an affect on him.

She bent forward so that her face and her long, braided hair came in very close contact with his own. Her breath smelled like chiclets.

“Maybe I’ll see you in here again” she whispered.

Slowly, she strode out the washroom. Arthur let the door close, but not before noticing both the girls look back at him, each of them cheerfully smiling.

Arthur had stayed out of sight for much of the rest of the afternoon, while he mulled over notions of quitting his position at the school all together. After all, it was bound to get even tougher than it was now.

Beth had greeted him cheerfully after her classes had ended and the two of them had climbed into their ride home. She was too busy examining his new height to notice everyone else staring at him.

“Is it getting too hard to keep teaching” she asked him.

Arthur nodded, staring out the window. His mind was full of so many thoughts. His wife, his child, his future with Beth.

* * *

Arthur watched TV by himself that night, not really paying attention to what was on. He was more watching regular sized people interact with one another, taking their height for granted and never ever even considering that something drastic could happen like what was happening to him.

Beth’s mom was gone for the night, leaving Beth and Arthur alone. He hadn’t seen her for a while and thought that might be for the best. He’d had quite a day.

After another hour or so, he clicked off the tv and hoisted himself off the couch and down onto the floor. He stared for a second at the extra small slippers on his tiny feet. They’d be perfect for an eight year old, he thought.

Slowly, Arthur made his way towards his room, turning out the light out of courtesy, since it seemed that Beth had gone to bed.

As he neared his door, he noticed a light on inside. Quietly, he looked inside, seeing that Beth was arranging a bunch of furniture in his room.

Arthur rubbed his eyes. Was he seeing things? Everything seemed to be toy sized, like Beth was in a big window display, arranging chairs, his bed, his desk around the room and then standing back to regard her work.

Everything was built to scale in consideration of Arthur’s dwindling size.

Watching Beth walk through the room of tiny items made her look like a giant of sorts. Arthur swallowed. Somehow she was even more intimidating now next to this assortment of undersized furniture.

“What’s all this?” Arthur asked, stepping into the room.

Beth spun around on the heel of her foot, looking guilty. She was wearing shorts and a grubby t-shirt.

“Sorry, Mr. Spence. I was trying not to make any noise”

“Is this all for me?” he asked.

Beth put her hands on her hips and regarded the room and all of its small furniture.

“Yup. Not yet, mind you, but soon. You’re still too big for it”

Arthur tentatively stepped further into the room.

“Here, try the bed”, Beth suggested, gesturing downward with her large hand.

Arthur approached the bed and sat down onto it without any trouble. It was nice to have something that he didn’t have to hoist himself up onto.

“How’s it feel?”

“It feels fine” Arthur answered.

Beth motioned to sit down next to him. Arthur moved out of the way as her large torso fell from high above, sinking down next to him and taking up twice the room that he seemed to. Beth sat down carefully, looking over her shoulder to make sure that the little bed could hold her weight.

“I suppose it’s good that it can still hold me,” she said.

Arthur wasn’t sure what this meant. “I suppose”

Beth put her arm around Arthur’s shoulder.

“So you’re okay with everything, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur looked at her hand resting on his shoulder. She immediately pulled it away, but Arthur still couldn’t help notice that her timid nature had certainly lessened of late. She never would have touched him a few days ago.

“You’re all tense”

Arthur felt his shoulders. He was solid as a rock. Normal, he supposed, given what he’d gone through lately.

“I hadn’t noticed” he said.

“Here”, she said, widening her legs and then patting the area of the bed directly in front of her crotch, “Come sit”

Arthur didn’t know what to do, so he hesitated.

“Don’t you want a massage?”

Arthur would have killed for a massage, but didn’t think this was that good of an idea.

“Don’t be shy, Mr. Spence. I’m not going to hurt you”

Beth gently took his arm and pulled him towards her. Arthur didn’t resist, but was embarrassed at how small he was next to giant Beth. He felt like a little kid. She was quick to pick up on this.

“Are you embarrassed because of how big I seem next to you?”

Arthur nodded.

“Well don’t be. We’re friends and this is what friends do for each other, right? No matter what size they are”

He nodded again, then stood up and moved towards her.

Beth unfolded her legs so that he could fit in between them as Arthur turned away and nervously sat on the edge of the bed. As he did, both of Beth’s long, bare legs extended out on either side of him, slowly wrapping around his waist and then snuggling him in closer to her waist.

“There. Comfy?”

Arthur nodded. He could feel her breath on the back of his neck”

A second later her hands found his shoulders. It was wonderful, really, since her hands were so large and strong. Beth was careful not to hurt Arthur as she began to rub away the stress from the past few days.

For the next five minutes or so, she rubbed his shoulders. Arthur began to relax a great deal. When she was finished, she rested her hands on his shoulders and neither of them said anything for a second.

“There’s something I always wanted to do, but was afraid to ask”

“What’s that?” Arthur wondered.

“Well…”

Beth leaned forwards and Arthur could feel her breasts push against his upper back. Then her face appeared over his left shoulder. Arthur turned to her and started to mouth out a question, but Beth kissed him before he could finish. It was a funny sensation since her mouth was quite a bit larger than his own.

“I’ve wanted to do that for almost two years now. You’re not mad, are you?”

Arthur was a bit stunned, but he definitely wasn’t mad.

“Wanna lie down?” she asked innocently. “I’m exhausted”

“Uh, what?” Arthur said, still facing away from her.

Beth’s body began to sink away from him, but both of her hands remained on his shoulders, gently pulling him backwards so that he soon found himself lying on top of her.

“Beth, maybe we shouldn’t be doing this” Arthur said, staring up at the ceiling.

“I just want to sleep with you here beside me” she said. “That’s all”

Arthur managed to turn himself over, so that he was facing her. Due to his lack of height, his face was close to her solar plexus, just beneath her breasts, which were still safely covered by her t-shirt that had partially ridden upwards, exposing a small portion of her stomach. Beth looked down at him and smiled, then closed her eyes.

“Okay, he said, but just for a while”

Arthur lay down on top of her, guided by her larger than life hands, which gently positioned his head on her bosom. He could feel her heart beating loudly.

They lay that way for a few minutes, Arthur’s upper body rising and falling with Beth’s breathing pattern.

“Beth, there’s something I wanted to ask you”, Arthur said quietly. “I’ve wanted to ask it for sometime now, but I’ve been afraid of the answer”

Beth didn’t answer, so he continued.

“How small am I going to get exactly? I mean nobody has really told me and I’d like to know”

Still she didn’t answer. Arthur raised his head to look up at her, seeing that Beth was asleep. She looked so peaceful he didn’t dare wake her. He’d make sure to ask her again when they woke up. So he did the only thing he could, he lay back down onto her giant body and fell asleep.

Arthur awoke long before Beth did and was surprised that he had fallen asleep in his current position. He hadn’t intended to, but Beth’s larger than life hands had held him close, with his head positioned just beneath her chest. It wasn’t long before her rhythmic breathing, the rising and falling of her chest and stomach, soothed him to sleep. Since they’d both been there all night, the light was still on and neither of them had changed into their pajamas.

Currently Arthur lay on his back. He was aware that Beth’s larger body lay close by. He even felt her breath as it lightly fanned the top of his Head. No sooner did Arthur shake away his tiredness then he began to notice a rather heavy sensation pressing down on his stomach and pelvis.

Arthur lifted his head and stared down the length of his body to see Beth’s bare upper thigh resting on top of his midsection. Beth lying next to him on her side, curled up, with one of her legs pinning Arthur down beneath it. Her shorts had ridden up her leg a bit, so most of her ample upper thigh was exposed. Obviously she had moved it there through the course of the night and somehow he hadn’t noticed until now. Arthur stared at Beth’s bare leg…at how very, very big it looked as it covered most of his pelvis and stomach area. It didn’t look like it would be easy to move given his smaller size.

Arthur gently inserted his fingers underneath Beth’s leg while at the same time tried to lean forward. He immediately met with the resistance of Beth’s weight and the downward force of her sleeping body. Arthur tried again, sitting forward with all of his might, while Beth’s eyes fluttered open above him.

“Morning, Mr. Spence” she said, making no attempt to move her leg, which practically covered the majority of his midsection.

Arthur continued to struggle. What if Beth’s mom walked in on this less than innocent looking situation? She’d surely strangle him. Worse than the thought of Marie walking in was the fact rather heavy downward pressure on his bladder meant that he had to pee like a racehorse.

“Beth, could you--?”

Beth became aware of their position and raised her leg off of him, taking time to stretch her long limbs in all different directions. Arthur watched as her mighty thigh and calf muscles tightened before his eyes then stretched into their respective lengths, far longer and thicker than his own. Arthur turned his head to see Beth, mid yawn and mouth open, stretch her long arms as well. She was huge and being this close to her reinforced that fact to Arthur quite vividly.

Finally she moved her leg.

“Have you been underneath my leg like that for long?”

Arthur shook his head and tried to squirm out from between Beth’s legs and the crumpled blanket. Just then Marie walked into the room.

“Morning you two!” she said.

Arthur began to scramble, to push at Beth’s legs and untangle himself from the covers. Anything at all so that Marie wouldn’t see them like this. But when he looked up, he saw that Marie had already seen him. In fact, she was smiling at his frantic attempt to free himself.

“Hello down there” she said with a smirk.

Arthur looked up at Marie, quickly noting that she didn’t really seem to care that he was in bed with her daughter.

“Sorry about this” muttered Arthur. “Nothing happened”

Marie laughed at this thought as if it were absurd.

“Who’s for coffee?”

“Me please,” said Beth from over Arthur’s head. She sat up, dwarfing Arthur’s boyish size. Arthur wanted to get out of the room as quickly as possible. The close contact with Beth and the intense need to urinate had left him with an erection that he was trying to conceal.

“I should get a picture of you two. You look so cute sitting there like that”

“No, Mom. No pictures” laughed Beth, once again stretching her arms into the air and yawning. Arthur looked up over his shoulder, seeing how huge Beth’s mouth was. It was truthfully kind of scary.

“Hold him there for a second, honey”

Marie darted out from the room while Arthur motioned to hop off the bed.

As he did so, he felt Beth’s hands gently grab his small arms from behind.

A second later he was being pulled backwards by a force strong enough to keep him from resisting.

“She just wants one photo. She’s crazy with the camera. It’ll just take a second”

Arthur started to struggle and then felt himself being pulled back further, noticing Beth’s legs appear on either side of him, wrapping themselves around his small body as she leaned forward. Once again, he could feel her breath fan down on his head from above.

Arthur was about to protest when Marie came walking back into the room.

“I really have to pee,” said Arthur.

Marie looked down at her camera as if she hadn’t even heard his complaint.

She put her eye behind it and lined up a photo.

“Okay. Ready?”

Beth nodded behind Arthur, holding Arthur’s body between her crossed legs and arms like she was cradling a mere infant.

“Beth honey, rest your chin on the top of his head”

Arthur felt Beth’s chin perch on top of his head and then saw Marie laughing at the sight of them. He felt ridiculous, but had little choice in his current situation.

“One, two and cheese”

Beth said Cheese to the camera, but Arthur looked mortified.

Finally the flash went off. Marie seemed satisfied.

Arthur saw Beth’s legs retract and the second that she let go of his arms, he pushed himself off the bed, his feet making a soft sound on the floor as he slid away from her.

“You’re sure in a rush,” Marie said as Arthur moved passed her and quickly to the door.

“He looks smaller, doesn’t he, mom?” Beth said from behind.

It was clear that they two women wanted to find out how tall he was, but Arthur managed to slip past both of them before he was further detained.

* * *

Arthur rushed into the washroom and lifted the toilet seat. Instantly he began to pee into the bowl, feeling relief sweep over him. With his current height leaving him somewhere less than four feet (he had yet to be formally measured), the toilet bowl seemed taller than he’d ever seen it before. He shook away the fear of what would happen if he continued to get smaller.

That’s when a tape measure dropped down before his eyes from above. Arthur stared at it for a second, trying to figure out where it had come from. He heard breathing from behind him and a slight chuckle from above. Arthur was keenly aware that his pants were still undone, so he scrambled tt finish up and to do up his pants.

“I’m betting he’s less than four feet tall,” said Marie from behind

Arthur. Once it was safe to do so, Arthur spun around to stare up at Marie who was trying to measure him. Marie was wearing a housecoat that was loosely done up. Though Arthur didn’t mean to, he couldn’t help but notice her bra and panties reveal themselves.

“I’m trying to go to the washroom, Marie,” he said up to her.

Marie knelt down and held the tape measure to his feet, appearing to not have heard what he said.

“Hold still” she said.

Marie then stood to her full height, completely dwarfing Arthur’s own as she examined the tape measure. A smile grew on her large face.

“I’m right. Three foot nine”

Beth strode into the bathroom too, both of them looking at Arthur and the tape measure.

“Wow, Mr. Spence. Under four feet!”

Marie walked out from the room, humming to herself, leaving just Arthur and Beth. Arthur still couldn’t believe that the two of them had just walked in like that.

“Beth, I’d like some privacy if you don’t—“

Beth smiled at him and grabbed her toothbrush, barely aware that she had committed any crime.

***

Getting to the end of the day where Arthur could lie in his bed and be alone seemed to be a more and more difficult task since every moment, every encounter he had proved to be more troublesome than the last.

Now at college, Arthur somehow managed to make it through his first class.

When the class ended he waited until everyone had left before he himself stepped out from behind his podium of protection. Once he found himself alone, he emerged and began to cross the room. Eventually he heard the door open from behind him.

A student named Claire stepped in and closed the door.

Arthur sighed out loud, but then again, found himself happy that it wasn’t one of the other girls he had recently encountered. At least Claire had

always been on his side, he thought to himself.

“Hi Claire” he said.

Claire began to walk towards him.

“Have you had time to mark those latest tests yet?” she asked.

“Not yet, but soon. I may mark them right now in fact”

Claire stopped just short of running into him, causing Arthur to back up a step.

“I really need to know what my mark is”

Arthur had always liked Claire. He could count on her to be sweet. In fact, he suspected that she had a crush on him for some time. They always joked about it, but Claire had brought him an apple, jokingly leaving on his desk in the three semesters that she’d been in his various classes.

Arthur looked up at Claire. It was impossible not to. At his current height of just under four feet tall, he had to look up to practically everyone. Claire, five foot six or so, was no exception.

She smiled down at him.

“I’ll be back at four thirty then” she said and turned to leave.

“Okay, he said, I’ll try and be done by then, but no promises, okay?”

Claire continued towards the door. Arthur couldn’t help but watch her as she did. Her swaying hips clothed in a checker patterned skirt. Those hips could utterly flatten him he thought, suddenly becoming aware of the close association between desire and fear.

Once again he considered the difference in relating to people based on his new found size. People like Claire, who he had had no difficulty in dealing with had now taken on a new, sinister quality and Arthur began to feel fear because of it.

She hadn’t done anything wrong towards him of course (Claire never would), but just the idea that she COULD, was enough to make him worry.

* * *

Arthur walked through the hallways, noting that unless he raised his head upwards that he wouldn’t even notice people’s faces anymore. All he saw were waists, stomachs and if he managed to lift his head a bit, he saw their upper chests. As a result and as much as he struggled against feeling this way, Arthur found himself aroused much of the day. If not for his ongoing fear and vulnerability, he surely would have had to relieve himself.

Laughter and whispering seemed to come from all directions as he continued walking. Of course it could have been for any given reason, but given his present size, Arthur was sure it was directed at him.

He stopped at a water fountain for a drink, but he no longer had to bend over for his mouth to reach the stream. All he had to do was tilt his head down. Arthur finished drinking and then stood back, watching as a thin, shapely college girl stopped at the fountain and bent over at the waist, holding her hair back as she drank. She saw Arthur staring at her as she drank from the fountain and Arthur found himself staring back at her. Then she winked at him. Arthur quickly broke from her stare and turned the other direction as fast as he was able, only to find a polka dotted shirt and bare midriff staring back at him. Arthur looked up to see the smiling face of the Chinese girl he’d had the encounter with in the staff washroom the other day.

She waved down at him like she would do to a little boy.

“Hi down there, Mr. Spence” she said.

This colossus girl hypnotized Arthur. She was beautiful, no doubt, but the confidence in her voice and actions suggested that she knew just how irresistible she was, since she’d likely been told that time and time again.

Arthur noticed her brunette friend standing next to her. She had been the one at the water fountain that he’d failed to recognize at first. Still smiling, the Chinese girl extended her hand down to him.

“I should have introduced myself the other day, I’m Mandy”

Arthur stared at her delicate outstretched hand, slowly raising his own to meet it in the air. Her long, large fingers curled around his own, engulfing his tiny hand and gently shaking it up and down. The physical contact between them must have startled her, since she let out an awkward laugh as she pumped his delicate tiny arm up and down.

“My friend is Ava” Ava waved and then extended her hand too. Arthur found his left hand reaching up to find hers and then watched as it too disappeared inside the woman’s large enveloping grip.

Arthur now had both of his hands held up into the air. He was teetering on having to step onto his tip toes just to reach that high, but neither of the girls bothered to bend down towards him, almost as if it didn’t occur to them to do so.

Mandy, still holding Arthur’s hand within her own, looked both ways down the hall and seeing no one was watching, nodded towards her friend. Arthur wasn’t sure what they were up to, but saw from the grin on their faces that it likely meant they were up to no good.

“Come with us for a second, Mr. Spence” Mandy said.

Suddenly and before he could reply, Arthur was being led down the hall, his shoes actually sliding on the floor as the two young girls effortlessly pulled him behind them. Arthur leaned away from their long arms in a futile gesture to stop them. Ava laughed at the sight of this, while Mandy directed them towards a door.

It was the women’s washroom.

Mandy pushed open the door with her free hand and then held it open with her foot as she and Ava easily pulled a squirming Mr. Spence inside. Both of them seemed to be suppressing grins at how terribly easy it was to manhandle Mr. Spence. Try as he might, Arthur was no match against these two towering females who seemed hell bent at getting him inside.

“What’s going on you two?” he asked.

This was the question that forced them both into fits of laughter. Mandy actually bent forward at the force of her giggling, resting her hands on her toned legs.

“We just wanted to spend some time with you. Is that so bad?”

Arthur turned to the door and marched towards it. This was beginning to be his most humiliating day ever. He did this with some regret however, since the sight of these two girls had more than stirred his growing desire.

Just then Ava’s hand shot out high above his own. It touched the door and held it closed as down below, Arthur yanked on the handle.

“Didn’t know you were that strong, Ava” said Mandy.

Arthur felt Mandy’s hand lightly grab his arm. The next thing he knew he was being pulled across the floor deeper into the female washroom.

It was there that Arthur decided to stop resisting. Who was he kidding?

They were going to do what they wanted anyway…

Mandy bend down and hugged him, pulling him into her grasp and smothering his face in her bosom.

“Mr. Spence, I could just eat you up!” she said.

The hug was long and hard and Arthur eventually began to squirm for breath.

“Not too hard. You gotta let him breath, remember?”

Mandy laughed and gradually let go of him, standing to her full height.

Arthur backed away, but instead of backing into a wall, he backed into Ava.

Arthur looked up at the colossal girls, as Mandy moved forward so that her stomach hovered in front of his face. Arthur looked straight up now, seeing both Mandy looking down at him from the front and Ava staring down at him from behind. It was a strange new world he was in where women took on a new perspective all together. Staring up at them like this, looking up at their probing eyes and flared nostrils made them look powerful and dominant than he ever could have imagined and it made him feel smaller than ever.

Ava moved away from behind him and a second later Arthur felt her unbuckling his pants and sliding them down his small legs.

Mandy briefly glanced down to her own breasts, which protruded and occasionally blocked her facial features from Arthur’s view. Then she guided his hands up to them. Arthur felt his fingers widen, awaiting the sensation that would surely follow. He so wanted to touch her large breasts, but Mandy didn’t allow them to connect, stopping just as he was to make contact.

“Someone’s coming” said Ava suddenly, backing away from Arthur.

Mandy moved away from him too, but grabbed his arm, pulling him with his pants still down towards one of the cubicles. Before Arthur knew what was happening, Mandy had pulled him into one of the stalls and shut the door behind him. In a flash she sat down on the toilet and then pulled him up so he sat on her lap, covering his mouth with her hand (which just happened to cover most of his face).

The stirring of desire that Arthur had felt had slipped away. Now he just felt out right silly. Here he was, a grown man. A college professor no less, sitting on the lap of a girl hiding in a bathroom stall.

Outside the stall, noises were heard as a number of other college students went about their business. One entered the stall next to them. Mandy continued to cover Arthur’s mouth with her hand while holding him on her lap with the other.

They listened as the girl next to them drained her bladder. Mandy stifled a laugh, but continued to cover Arthur’s face with her hand.

Eventually the girl next to them flushed the toilet, washed her hands and left. A moment later Mandy slowly released Arthur, letting him off her lap and then standing to open the bathroom stall. The moment she did, Arthur sprang towards the door.

Mandy clawed after him, reaching out her long arm and attempting to grab him by the back of his shirt, but she failed.

“Mr. Spence. Wait!” she cried out, but Arthur was already at the door, not sure if he wanted out or not.

* * *

What an afternoon it was turning out to be…

Arthur had skulked back to his class and scrambled to mark the tests as fast as he could.

It wasn’t long before he was interrupted by Claire.

* **

“Well, I just don’t think that it’s that fair” Claire said to him, holding her test before her own eyes.

Claire had returned to find that Mr. Spence had given her a mark that fell below her high expectations. Her body language had changed and so had the tone in her voice.

“I’m sorry, Claire. I was being fair. As much as I like you as a person, I can’t let that dictate how I look at the outcome of your test, now can I?”

Claire raised one of her eyebrows at him, as if suggesting she thought he could.

Claire continued to examine the test, holding it before her face and subsequently out of Arthur’s reach. This appeared to make Arthur uncomfortable.

“I haven’t given everyone else back their tests yet, so I should hold onto that for now” he said up to her.

“I’m not finished looking at it yet,” she said sternly. Arthur was quick to notice this new tone from Claire, who was normally so friendly to him.

So Arthur was forced to wait, watching as Claire studied the test, her eyes looking over all of his notes and corrections.

“It was a good essay, Claire, but not one of your best. Don’t worry, it only counts for ten percent of your grade”

“I don’t think it’s a fair mark” she said in a stern fashion.

Arthur was quick to pick up on the very noticeable change of tone in her voice. In the two years he’d known her, she’d never spoken to him like this.

“And I’d like you to reconsider”

“Reconsider your mark?”

She nodded down to him, seeming confident in her decision. Then she folded her arms across her chest. Each of them stared at each other as Arthur weighed his options. What would have been a cheerful, easy encounter a month ago was now quite tough given the fact that he was reasoning with someone so terribly much larger than he was.

With that Claire turned to Arthur’s desk. She flattened both of her palms down and leaned down over it looking at a picture of Arthur and his wife.

“This your wife, Mr. Spence?”

“Yes it is” said Arthur.

Claire picked up the photo and examined it.

“Claire, um, would you mind putting that down?”

Claire turned to Arthur.

“Why? I’m just looking at it”

“I know, it’s just that I’d like to keep that picture safe”

Claire looked at the photo once more.

“It’ll be safe with me, Mr. Spence” she said.

“What? No. Put it down right now”

Arthur approached Claire and reached for the photo, but Claire merely raised it above him, dangling it effortlessly beyond his reach.

Arthur vowed that he wouldn’t jump for it, since that would undoubtedly make him look like a fool. Claire was smiling down at him, her one long arm still extended out into the air far above his head. She started tovsmile down on him like she was teasing her little brother.

Arthur decided to jump for it, but when he did, Claire laughed and merely raised it higher, stretching her long slender arm high into the air.

“Guess it’s no fun being so small, is it Mr. Spence?” she laughed.

Claire headed towards the door, not even looking back.

“I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon to discuss my mark. I’ll bring back tt hbphoto in case you find yourself in a flexible mood”

Arthur watched her go. He could have tried to stop her, but this was

Claire! He never envisioned her trying something like this. Who knew she could be so uncaring?

* * *

It had been quite a day for Arthur. He wondered if other Lotto winners had gone through what he was going through. He wished he could talk to others to see what their own experiences were and how they dealt with them.

He was not in a good mood, but couldn’t help his mind from drifting back to Beth. It seemed that everyday, chalk full of humiliation, that he would return to her and that she would soothe him somehow. She cared for him and it showed.

Presently Arthur stood just outside his room, as if waiting for Beth, who had gone into the bathroom over half an hour ago for a hot bath. He was deep in thought and didn’t seem aware of the time.

Beth eventually emerged, wearing only a towel covering her breasts and white underwear covering her bottom. Wet footprints coated the hallway floor as she approached. She stopped next to him, standing almost two feet taller than him in her bare feet.

“The water’s still hot. Did you want a bath too?”

Arthur looked up at her. Beth must have sensed his anguish. She hadn’t been with him all day long to experience what he’d gone through, but she obviously could guess that it hadn’t been that good of a day.

She moved close to him and stroked the top of his head.

“Poor, Mr. Spence” she said and disappeared into her room.

“I’ll just be a second and then you can tell me about your day”

Arthur casually looked into her room, standing half in the doorway waiting for her but saying nothing.

Beth moved to her dresser and then motioned to take off her towel. Arthur instantly backed away.

“I’ll wait in the hallway”

He heard her chuckle behind him.

“Don’t be embarrassed” she said. “

Arthur stood frozen in the hallway, out of Beth’s line of sight.

A moment later he heard her voice call to him.

“Are you coming in, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur hesitated, but eventually walked into her room. Beth sat on her

bed, wearing white underwear and a white cotton bra. Nothing else.

She saw his discouraged expression and stood from the bed. Arthur backed away at the sight of her in such skimpy clothing.

”What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing” he said. “Should I come back?”

“Don’t be silly, Mr. Spence”, she said taking two steps towards him until he was face to ‘face’ with Beth’s barely tanned bare belly.

She put her hand on the top of her head and gently rubbed it like before.

“Come here and let me hug you” she said, gently urging him towards her, not pulling, but just applying the slightest bit of pressure as if she wanted him to embrace her.

Finally he relented and allowed himself to pulled towards her. He stood just taller than Beth’s waist at this point and allowed her to pull him

close until his head nuzzled against her bare belly button.

“Poor little Mr. Spence” she said again, continuing to rub his hair from high above. Arthur buried his face into her firm stomach, wanting to kiss her bare skin, but resisting out of fear and shame.

“Mr. Spence had a long tough day, didn’t he?” she murmured down to him.

Arthur looked up at her seeing that she was now combing her hair with her one free hand, not even looking down at him any longer. He wondered if he was becoming commonplace. Would she even care about him in a couple of weeks?

Arthur gently kissed her belly button, thrilling at the sensation it provided. Her hand nuzzled him closer, pushing his face into her skin.

“Poor little guy” she whispered.

It occurred to Arthur that she spoke to him a bit like she was talking a dog, but he didn’t care. After all, he had tomorrow to look forward to.

Beth would be there. She’d protect him. She’d be there at the end of every day looking out for him.

Right?

It was finally the weekend and boy was it a hot one. Arthur awoke to the radio blaring from the kitchen. He could hear the weather forecast and thought that it might be nice to go outside on his own.

He got up from his small bed and took his new clothes that hung from the door. Like every single day of his life, they had been tailor fit to whatever his new height was suspected to be. So far they had been very accurate in their predictions and once again, the shirt and pants fit him perfectly.

Arthur looked at the bright sun shining through the opened curtains far above his head. He very much wanted to look outside. Given that the window was now out of reach, he decided that a chair would be needed in order to elevate his height. He took out the chair and began to push it across the floor. Once it was against the wall, he climbed up onto it and peered out the window. It was a beautiful day all right. Sprinklers were watering lawns and cars drove by with their tops down. Just then he heard a voice.

It was Marie, Beth’s mom. He could hear here talking on the telephone.

No sooner had Arthur identified her voice, then she opened his door,without knocking, and proceeded towards him.

Marie was wearing a two piece blue colored bikini. Marie wasn’t a thin woman, but still had curves inthe right places.

Marie had the cordless phone pressed to her ear and in her other hand was a bottle of suntan lotion.

“I know”, she said into the phone, “Isn’t that the funniest thing you’ve ever heard?”

Arthur continued to stand on the chair, making him almost as tall as Marie for the very first time.

“Marie, would you mind knocking next time?” Arthur asked.

Marie either didn’t hear him or was ignoring him all together as she kept talking and laughing into the telephone. Then she reached out to him, holding out her hand. Arthur was curious as to what she wanted. She cupped the phone briefly.

“Come off of there for a minute, will you?”

Arthur abided and climbed down from the chair, reducing him to having to once again stare up at Marie’s over-proportioned size. Arthur’s height had again been reduced while he slept. No longer did he have to worry about staring directly at women’s breasts, since he was no longer tall enough to even do that!

Presently, he stood roughly no taller than Marie’s belly button, which was exposed due to her wearing a swimsuit. It was no longer taut and firm, but her tanned, soft belly looked strangely appealing.

Then, without saying anything, or even bothering to look down at him, Marie held the bottle of suntan lotion in front of his face.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” he asked, fearing her answer.

Marie looked down at little Arthur and pointed downward.

“Can you do my legs?”

Arthur stared up at her, even as she resumed her phone call. Was this what he was reduced to doing? He was a college professor for crying out loud!

He decided to hold onto the bottle and not react immediately, fearing that by obeying her, he’d be setting himself up for a daily routine of answering to her every beck and call.

Marie cupped the phone again.

“Arthur? You alive down there?” she asked.

Arthur looked up at her, looking past her breasts, which partially obscured the view of her face, depending how close he stood to her.

Arthur opened the cap of the sunscreen bottle and squirted some onto his hands. He knelt down to the floor and began to rub it into her calves.

Marie was wearing purple open toe sandals.

Arthur was doing a good job in the application of the sunscreen, but for Marie’s part, she didn’t make things too easy for him, constantly shifting from gargantuan leg to another, even taking a step or two, forcing Arthur to pivot as he tried to cover her entire lower leg. It took almost five minutes for Arthur to finish and when he did, Marie was still talking on the phone, laughing happily.

After a second, she looked down to her ample sized limbs and flashed Arthur a brief smile, whispering, “Thanks” and then turning to leave the room.

That afternoon marked the first time that Arthur was left on his own as he was left along as in the front yard all by himself. True, Marie could be seen in the distance, still talking on the phone, but the mere fact that she had left him alone long enough to go inside gave him hope that their was more of this type of treatment in store.

Being left alone also gave him mixed feelings, as part of him couldn’t quite get passed the feeling that he was seen as too little to bother escaping. True, he was smaller than ever, but Arthur assured himself that he was still quite capable of a lot of things they hadn’t considered.

At last measurement just over an hour ago, Arthur stood at three ft. four inches.

Hardly an imposition anymore. Hardly a threat. Hardly noticeable.

Arthur lay in the sun, staring up at the blinding white sun. From inside he heard Marie hang up the phone. The door opened and she stepped outside and put on her sunglasses, still wearing her bikini and sandals from earlier.

“Arthur” she called out.

Arthur sat up from his over-sized recliner.

“I’m afraid that I might need some more sunscreen. Could I bother you to do my back?”

“No bother” said Arthur, pushing himself up and off the recliner. Despite her in the beginning stages of taking advantage of him, Arthur liked Marie. He was closer to his own age than Beth and if it wasn’t for their extreme difference in size, he suspected that he would be attracted to her.

Arthur walked towards her with the bottle in his hand, nearing Marie who stood before him, larger than life and bigger than ever.

Arthur squirted sunscreen onto his hands, but Marie walked on past him.

“I’m going to lie down to make it easier on you”

Arthur nodded. He followed behind her, watching her tall legs swing one in front of the other, carrying her large body to her recliner, where she sat and stretched her legs behind her in order to lay down on her stomach.

Arthur stood over her.” Where do you need the sunscreen?”

“All over” she said without looking up, “I don’t want to burn”

Arthur still had lotion on his hands, so he knelt next to her recliner and started rubbing it on her lower legs.

Marie immediately flexed her toes.

“Do my feet too, okay?”

“Okay” Arthur said, massaging the lotion onto her feet and in between her toes. Arthur stared at her toes, fixating on how big they were. Each individual toe seemed more than double the width of his own tiny fingers.

This allowed him to maneuver in between them with ease, coating each and every one of Marie’s toes with ample sunscreen, rubbing it deep into every crevice.

“That feels good” Marie said.

“Good” Arthur said up to her, secretly glad that he could please her with so little effort. It felt good to make her happy and he enjoyed it.

Arthur began on her lower calves when Marie said, “No, do my toes a little longer. I like the feel of your tiny fingers”

Arthur swallowed, “Okay” he said again. Her referring to him as ‘little’ wasn’t all that great, but still, he was outside and it was a terrific day.

Marie obviously liked him massaging her feet and at one point, lifted her head and looked down at him from atop the recliner.

“Where have you been all my life? I could use one of these after work every day”

Arthur smiled at Marie.

“My pleasure”

“Careful what you promise” she laughed, “I might just hold you to that”

Every once and a while Arthur found himself in a position to truly reflect on just how small he had become. Well, looking down the length of Marie’s bikini clad body provided one of those moments.

Her size was so substantial compared to his that he could scarcely believe it. Looking at students on campus was one thing, but kneeling and massing lotion into a giant body was quite another.

Her feet and toes made him feel like he was in a fairy tale, a half sized gnome kneading the peds of a giant Amazon’s feet.

He finished her feet and moved up to her legs, wiping, massaging and rubbing the sunscreen into her soft skin as she lay long and large on top of the recliner, not saying a word.

He eventually reached just above her knee area and decided to stop.

“Uh, should I do your back now?” Arthur asked.

Marie raised her head and looked back at him, grinning at the sight of him kneeling, so tiny next to her long legs.

“No, finish my legs first. And I don’t mind if you do around my bikini bottom either. Unless you’re too embarrassed”

“No, not at all” said Arthur.

He began to apply lotion to her upper legs, his tiny hands working it deeply into her skin.

“That’s good” she said, “Don’t miss anything”

Arthur continued, nearing her upper thighs and buttocks.

He wasn’t sure how to proceed here exactly. What if she thought he was going too far?

Arthur stared at her derriere, slightly hypnotized by its size and its perfect curves.

“Why did you stop?” she said, her face turned downward.

Arthur began again, slowly now, getting a bit aroused at what he was doing. Marie wasn’t a large woman, but given his present dwindling size, she certainly seemed to be.

Arthur massaged the lotion on her upper thighs, his hand dipping between the small gap between her legs and the patches of skin not covered by her bikini bottom.

Marie reacted ever so slightly, turning her head and sucking in her breath.

“I may just ask you to be my personal masseuse from now on, Mr. Spence”

Arthur nodded silently, wondering what it would be like to serve for a living. To be a miniature sized servant and nothing more. It was a sobering thought.

Marie’s hands reached behind her back and she pulled her bikini strings open.

“Now my back”

Arthur began on her mammoth sized back and try as he might, he could no longer deny the affect she was having on him. The heat, the lotion, the bare skin, all of it. Arthur tried to conceal his arousal before thinking that he probably didn’t have to worry. He was so small that no one would likely even notice.

“Mom!”

Marie turned to see Beth entering the front yard. Arthur immediately moved away from Marie. He’d been caught and was truly embarrassed at the situation she’d found him in. Beth would surely be angry.

He watched as Beth’s tall body came into view. She was a bit taller than her mom, making her seem all the bigger to Arthur.

“You were supposed to pick me up, remember?”

“Oh, you’re right. I’m sorry sweetie” Marie said, standing to her feet and retying her bikini top. She hugged her daughter. “Did you take a cab?”

Beth nodded. “Yeah, but it took forever”

Arthur stared up at the two of them, perplexed that he wasn’t even reprimanded by Beth. That’s when it occurred to him. He was getting too small to matter.

“I’ll fix you a sandwich, okay?”

“Thanks” said Beth as Marie headed to the house.

Arthur looked up at Beth who smiled down to him.

“How’s your day been, Mr. Spence?”

“It’s been pretty good, how about yours?”

“Pretty good” she said, taking a giant step towards him, then kneeling down to his height like someone would do when talking to a child.

“You’re wearing sunscreen I hope”

Arthur nodded.

Suddenly Beth did what Arthur never expected her to do, she picked him up like a baby. He saw it coming, but didn’t have time to back away. Her large hands reached towards him, each of them finding their way underneath his arms and then hoisting him up into the air and hugging him towards her, his head positioned over her shoulder.

“Did someone make you lunch?”

“Yes” Arthur said, not bothering to protest. He liked being this close to Beth.

“Let’s take you inside and get you washed up”

It was true he needed to wash up, but never quite anticipated what happened next.

“Where are you going, dear?” Marie said, approaching the two of them.

Beth, still carrying tiny Mr. Spence over her shoulder like an infant, turned to her mom.

“I’m going to shower. Thought I’d get him cleaned up at the same time”

Arthur’s eyes must have widened in shock since Marie immediately began to laugh.

“Doesn’t look like he likes that idea”

Marie rubbed his hair playfully, and then turned to walk away. “See you later this afternoon, Mr. Spence” she said.

With that, Beth headed towards the bathroom. Arthur liked Beth and had even been turned on by her before, but he wasn’t sure this is something he wanted.

He started to squirm.

Beth laughed briefly, holding him tight.

“Now hold on, Mr. Spence. Don’t want to fall, do you?”

* * *

Beth entered the bathroom and shut the door behind them, closing it all the way. She promptly pulled down her sweat pants and stepped each of her long legs out of them.

Arthur stared down at her white socks, which she promptly pulled off, revealing her bare feet. When he managed to look up from the floor, he was met with Beth grinning down on him, not like she was venturing into sexual territory, but like she was about to give an infant a bath.

“Beth, I can really do this alone, you know” he said.

Beth pulled off her shirt above her head and tossed it aside.

“I’m sure you could, Mr. Spence. I just thought this would be kind of fun. We can save water, you know?”

With that, her hands reached behind her back, promptly undoing her bra and letting it fall to the floor next to her barefeet. She did this with no amount of ceremony, but like she was changing in a locker room with a dozen other girls. Her breasts were, not surprisingly, perfect.

“Take off your clothes, Mr. Spence. Don’t want to get them wet, do you?”

Arthur looked down to his pants and his shirt, not feeling comfortable in doing what she asked. When he looked up, however, he saw that Beth was fully prepared to help do it for him. The giant Beth squatted directly in front of him, naked from the waist up, her breasts hovering near his face and mouth.

“Beth, really”, he said fidgeting, “I used to be your professor. This is embarrassing”

Beth laughed; her large fingers immediately began to undue the buttons on his shirt. It was tough for her, given how small the buttons were for her massive, yet still delicate looking fingers. After a while, she gave up.

“I’m afraid that you’ll have to undo those, Mr. Spence”

Arthur started to undo the buttons. Once he finished, she pulled his shirt off from behind, then stood to her full height, which dwarfed Arthur’s by a long, long ways. Her legs seemed to go on forever. Beth turned on the shower, allowing the water to heat up.

Next, she slid her underwear down over his hips, passed her knees and then down her lower legs, until they lay at her feet.

One by one, her enormous feet stepped out from her discarded underwear and now stood before him in all of her giant, naked glory.

“All set down there?” she asked gleefully.

Arthur nodded up at her, having taken all of his clothes off.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Mr. Spence. It’s not like we’re dating or anything”

She gently patted the top of her head, jutting out her hips in one direction as she did.

“Besides, with you this size, it’s sort of like giving a little kid a bath, right?”

With that, she bent towards him and lifted him up into the air, gently placing him into the shower, where he was promptly soaked from the faucet above. Beth extended one of her giant legs into the tub, then the other, pulling the curtain shut behind her.

Now it was just the two of them. Arthur was blinded temporarily by the onslaught of water and quickly rubbed his eyes. When they were clear, he came into direct contact with Beth’s taut stomach and below, her naked groin covered by a small patch of dark pubic hair.

“Lather up, Mr. Spence”

Arthur looked up to see Beth handing him a bar of soap from above. He took it and began to wash himself, all the while trying hard to conceal his arousal, which was getting more and more prominent.

Suddenly, far above him, Arthur heard Beth start to laugh. He tried looking up at her, but was met with shower water in the face. He had to be content staring at her long, toned thighs.

“Looks like someone’s getting a little too excited” said Beth.

Arthur turned away from her, humiliated by the comment. He watched as Beth’s arms folded in front of him, pulling him back towards her. He glanced over his shoulder and saw that she had squatted down and was embracing him from behind. Arthur wanted so badly for his erection to fade away, but given that her wet naked bosom pressed against the back of his neck, that seemed unlikely.

She lowered her head and breathed heavily into his tiny ear. “Don’t worry, Mr. Spence, it’ll be our secret”

Then he heard a noise from outside. Someone else had entered the washroom.

“Just getting a comb” said Marie’s voice into them.

Arthur found himself very thankful that there was a shower curtain separating them from Marie, that is, until Beth said…

”Mom. Come here and look at this!”

“What’s that, dear?” said Marie from the other side of the shower curtain.

Arthur struggled to free himself from Beth’s hold, but it was useless.

She’d been stronger than him for days now and given her present position, she could have held him there as long as she wanted.

Marie opened the shower curtain and peered inside, standing back a bit to let the steam float to the ceiling.

Beth pulled Arthur tightly towards her, hugging the life out of him.

“Look at Mr. Spence” she laughed, “He’s at full attention”

Marie saw this and covered her mouth laughing.

It seemed like forever before she closed the curtain again, but not before giving Arthur a brief look of desire, as if seeing him naked had stirred some further feelings within her.

* * *

It was fifteen minutes later when Beth and Arthur were toweling off. When they finished, she sat on her bed, wearing boxer shorts and a tube top while she combed her hair.

Arthur decided to approach and hop up onto her bed, a feat that he would soon require assistance with.

“Beth, we need to talk”

“Okay, what?” she asked.

“What just happened in there…that sort of thing can’t continue.”

“What, the showering together?”

“Yes, Arthur said, “I don’t want you to see me like that”

“Happens to everyone, Mr. Spence. You’re only human. Completely normal reaction. I know you didn’t mean anything by it”

Beth looked down at him and ruffled up his hair which he had just finished combing.

“Besides, you’re my little guy, right?”

Arthur said nothing for a moment.

“Well, that’s the thing, Beth. How can I put this? I have desires and…and it doesn’t help with you doing things like that. I mean, I won’t be able to resist forever”

Beth stood and walked across the room to fetch something. She returned and sat down beside him, the bed sinking with her considerable size.

She began to resume combing her hair, staring out into open space, almost like she hadn’t heard him.

“Beth?”

“Yes?”

“Did you hear what I just finished saying?”

Beth snapped out of it.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Spence. I was thinking about something else for a second. Go on”

Arthur sighed. It was no use. He hopped off Beth’s bed and started towards the door.

“I’m going to bed” Arthur sad sadly. The girl had missed his point.

“Not before I get a kiss, you’re not,” she said playfully.

Arthur turned to look at her.

“And a hug” she continued, holding out her long arms towards him.

Arthur walked towards her, knowing that she’d pursue him if he didn’t.

Once within her grasp, Beth leaned in and gave him a powerful hug, one that winded Arthur. She let him go after a second and then leaned in for a kiss, smacking him on the cheek.

Arthur instead, decided to go for her lips. He didn’t know why, but he did. Kissing Beth was weird as her mouth was so much larger than his own.

Beth allowed him to kiss her and then stood to her full height, dwarfing him once again.

“Beth, haven’t you heard a word I’ve said?”

“What is it, she asked, “What is so important?”

“I want more with you”, Arthur said up to her, barely believing her would utter the words.

Beth stared down at this little man who was craning his neck to look up at her. Then she started to laugh.

“Good one, Mr. Spence. Yeah, I’ll tell everyone that I’m in a relationship with my professor who happens to only be as tall as my belly button”

She continued to laugh, lying down onto her bed and stretching out her legs while pulling out a book”

“You’re hilarious, Mr. Spence”

Arthur walked out from the room. How much worse can it get he wondered.

Thankfully classes resumed tomorrow and he could get out of this house...

Beth’s mother, Marie, was the first of the girls to get up, which was not unusual. She wanted to get Beth out the door to college so that she could get back to work on her tan, which was starting to set in rather nicely.

Marie started to make breakfast for the three of them, suddenly remembering that she was essentially only cooking for two now that the appetite of their small friend Mr. Spence had dwindled to that of a mere child.

Marie started to make some eggs, grinning to herself as she thought of the fun she would have with Mr. Spence that evening. She was disappointed that he had to return to class, but took heart in the fact that if his size continued to dwindle like it had been (an inch or two every day) that he’d soon be too small to take out from the house at all. That would leave him home with her…all day long.

“Mom!” called Beth’s voice from the washroom.

“What?” answered Marie.

“Is Mr. Spence out there with you?”

“No, I thought he was in his room or with you?”

Beth walked into the kitchen and looked concerned.

“I can’t find him anywhere”

Both of the women stared at each other, wondering where their tiny man could have gone.

* * *

Arthur hadn’t run this hard in a long time. Sure he had jogged before, but not regularly and certainly not when forced to account for the fact that at his present size, it took longer to get anywhere.

Presently he stood on the corner of a sidewalk, looking across the street at the passing cars. They seemed to be going so fast. It occurred to Arthur that this exact moment was the most vulnerable that he had felt to date. He felt like a child in an adult’s world.

Arthur continued to stand at the intersection, unsure whether he should try and cross the street or not. What if the cars didn’t see him?

It turned out that he never had to make the decision, as two arms came into view from over his head, each wrapping themselves around his chest and stomach. No sooner did Arthur start to struggle, then he felt his feet leave the ground as he was lifted into the air.

Arthur squirmed to pry out of whatever was holding him, but could barely budge the two arms that now held him securely within their grasp. He stared at the giant fingers as they curled around each other, holding his tightly and forcing most of the air out from his lungs. He began to kick his legs, but to little avail.

“Look who it is!” he heard a voice say from above.

Whatever was holding him turned around as if to show him to someone else and Arthur soon found himself looking at a girl no more than nineteen years old.

“Wow, it’s really him” the girl said to the person holding Arthur from behind.

“Of course it’s him”, the voice said from above, continuing to hold him tight against her chest. “How many other two and a half foot tall men do you happen to see wandering the streets?”

The girl opposite Arthur laughed at this thought, then took a step towards him, her chest moving into his line of view. The girl stopped just shy of coming into direct contact with Arthur, seeming aware but not particularly troubled by the fact that her bosom was mere inches away from brushing his face.

“Is he heavy?” she asked her friend.

“Nope” said the voice holding Arthur, “I could carry him around like a tiny bag of groceries”

Both girls laughed, causing the young woman opposite Arthur to shake. He stared helplessly at her breasts as they bounced lightly within her t-shirt. Arthur was unable to keep from looking at them. Even at his ridiculous size, his sex drive continued.

When panic at being held like he was began to set in, Arthur started to twist, to suck in his breath in hopes of sliding down to the ground and out from the giant’s grip.

The girl in standing opposite Arthur bent at the knees, dropping her face down so that it aligned next to his own.

“He’s trying to get away. He wants you to put him down”

“Tough for him” said the voice carrying Arthur, “I want to keep holding him”

“Give him to me for a second” said the girl facing Arthur.

“No, get your own little man” laughed the girl who held Arthur from behind.

With that, she started to move, her friend following beside her.

Arthur struggled for dignity as he continued to be held within the giant girl’s grasp. He looked downward to see his captor’s legs, how long they seemed next to his own, which dangled helplessly and bounced against her waist as she walked.

“Girls, I’m a college professor. I’m not sure what you saw on tv, but I have a job that I have to get to”

Arthur felt the body holding him shake with laughter.

“Listen, he’s trying to reason with us” she chortled.

With that, the figure holding him lowered him to the ground. Arthur immediately turned to look up at her.

The girl, like everyone else Arthur had encountered, was impossibly huge, literally dwarfing him, this fact made all the more obvious now that he stood on his own two tiny feet.

“I thought you were supposed to be like three feet tall or something” she said to him before looking to her friend.

“No way”, her friend said, “There’s no way he’s three feet tall. Here, come stand between us”

The second girl motioned to her friend who quickly snuggled up against her, trapping Arthur in between the two of them. Arthur sucked in his breath as he came fact to face with the first girl’s pelvis and further up, her partially exposed stomach. He could scarcely believe the audacity of these girls as the one who caught him pushed her crotch into his face in order to stand opposite her friend. As if this wasn’t bad enough, Arthur was pressed from behind by the girl’s friend, sandwiched in between the two of them. They would never do this to anyone else, he thought, it’s only because I’m so small.

Somehow, Arthur managed to crank his head upwards, only to be met by the two enormous faces. The one girl dangled her arms over her friend’s shoulders, as they happily grinned down at him, Arthur barely able to breath.

“He’s only as tall as your crotch,” the one girl laughed to the other. Her friend didn’t reply, only continued to stare downwards at Arthur, amused at his struggle to breath. Then, very subtly, she moved her hips a bit, her crotch continuing to smother Arthur as he turned his head this way and that, trying to catch his breath.

The girls laughed down at him.

“Two and a half feet. Tops. Don’t you agree?”

Her friend nodded, quite amused at the petrified expression worn on Arthur’s face. It was a funny sight, she thought to herself, to have a properly proportioned man so tiny in between them.

“Girls”, he managed to get out, “I have to get to class”

The two giant faces continued to peer down at him, not in the least bit concerned that they had trapped an adult, some twenty years older than them, in between their crotches and smooth stomachs.

“Not before we get the reward”

“Reward?”

The girls parted somewhat, allowing Arthur to breath again.

“Yeah, we just saw it on the news. They said you’d gotten away and that there was a reward”

“And we’re going to get it” said the voice behind him. Arthur watched as the girl’s friend began to reach towards him, a twinkle of enjoyment in her eye. But before her fingers could seize onto him, Arthur spun and began to run, ducking and weaving along the sidewalk.

“Hey!” he heard one of them cry out in amazement.

Arthur continued to run as fast as he could, trying to block out the sound of their sneakers hitting the sidewalk behind him. They would be much faster, he thought, he had to make a move fast.

Arthur vowed not to look over his shoulder at the sound of the two girls chasing him, as he knew it’d send him into an even greater sense of panic.

It was so absurd what he was doing, running from two girls, but his size was definitely putting things into a more fearsome perspective. To the average eye, these two girls seemed innocent enough, but to him, they were two oversized giants intent on catching him for their own selfish benefit.

Arthur was running on the grass now, dodging off the sidewalk in hopes of losing them, but then a huge, unstoppable force hit him from the side. It was unlike anything he had felt in his life.

The blonde girl had tackled him. It’s not something she would have normally done, but then again, she had never chased a tiny man like Mr. Spence before either. The two had pursued him, laughing away hysterically over the absurdity of it all…and that’s when she decided to end the game, lunging forward and throwing her weight onto the tiny man who had so far eluded both of them.

Arthur’s wind was completely gone. He stared upwards as the girl flipped him onto his back and then raised herself over top of him, sitting astride his waist. Arthur gasped for breath as she sat on him. The girl certainly wasn’t putting all her weight on the tiny man, but it was obviously enough to get his attention.

He stared up at her as she smiled down on him. His greatest efforts, his pulling, twisting and shoving, didn’t even budge the girl’s enormous body.

She didn’t even flinch!

“Ha ha”, she laughed, “Not going anywhere now, are you?”

The girl’s friend moved to stand over him, making her already jumbo sized body appear even bigger.

Arthur thought for sure that he would throw up. The girl’s weight was too much for him. And the fact that she was laughing caused her giant body tobounce on him ever so slightly, adding to the pain.

“Don’t squish him too bad” said her friend who had widened her stance so that each of her sneakers stood on either side of his tiny face.

“I won’t” said the girl. “I just want to sit on him for another second.

Kind of what like I used to do to my brother when he was smaller than me”

A car horn honked from behind. Both of the girl’s looked up at the sound.

Arthur wasn’t sure who it was, but saw from the startled expression on the girl sitting on him, that it was surely an authority figure of some sort.

“Move away from him!” came the female voice. Arthur struggled to identify it.

The girl instantly stood up and backed away a step. Arthur instantlybgasped for breath, turning on his side to see…Shawna!

She was the last person he ever expected to rescue him. In fact, she was the first to begin teasing and tormenting him at the college. She was an employee of the Lotto organization and apparently someone who thought it best to protect him from the curious public. No better example than these two giant girls, whose knees buckled at the sound of Shawna’s voice.

“Get out of my sight!” Shawna said to the girls. They did just that, instantly rushing the down the street and out of sight.

Shawna knelt beside Arthur on the grass. She was even taller than they were, making her a giant among giants.

She helped Arthur sit up only to pick him up in her arms and begin walking with him over to her car.

Arthur couldn’t help but notice her grinning as he stared up into her eyes.

“Some people just can’t stay out of trouble, can they?”

Arthur drove in Shawna’s car, not saying a word. He wondered if his ribs had been broken by the girl who had sat on him. He didn’t complain though, but sat watching the giant world from her window. Shawna didn’t do any talking either. She had sat him on her briefcase which allowed him to look out the window.

Getting to the College, she parked and let him out, walking beside him, taking one enormous step for his every three. She was wearing a grey skirt that was cut at knee length. Despite the humiliation he had just endured, Arthur couldn’t help but sneak a glance at her long legs, daring to look up into her eyes at one point.

She just grinned at him, holding open the door.

“Try and stay out of trouble, okay?”

* * *

Arthur made it down the hallways, very aware that every set of eyes he encountered, stared at him like he was some sort of freak. He managed to get to his classroom, entered and closed the door behind him.

“Mr. Spence” a voice said from behind.

Arthur turned to see a student of his, Claire, standing across the room. Arthur groaned to himself. This was too much.

Just prior to the weekend, Claire, in an attempt to get one of her papers bolstered, belittled Arthur and even took a cherished photograph of his family as ransom.

“Claire”, Arthur said, “It’s really not a good time”

The enormous Claire started towards him. She was a thin, delicate looking girl, but Arthur knew better than to assume that she would be different than any of his other recent encounters. He backed away from his giant student.

“Claire, stop where you are, I’m not kidding”

A smirk grew on Claire’s mouth as she continued to advance.

“What’s the matter, Mr. Spence? Are you afraid of little old me?”

This comment coming from someone more than twice his height, took on a sinister quality.

Arthur moved to his desk, standing behind it and shielding himself.

“I hope you had a chance to go over my paper”

“I didn’t, Claire. And I won’t. The mark you got was the one you deserved”

“Oh is that so?”

Claire moved quickly now, countering his every move with considerably more speed given her size. Arthur’s hands shot out to protect himself. Claire grabbed one of his hands within hers, then pulled him closer to her with easy that seemed to delight her.

Arthur looked up at her, helpless to do anything.

Claire grinned down at him, continuing to hold onto his arm. She was absolutely enormous. Arthur was like a teddy bear to her, nothing more.

“Claire, please. I was wrong. I’ll do whatever you like. Just don’t hurt me”

Hearing this, Claire smiled, reveling in the moment, not having expected how pleasurable his begging would seem to her ears.

“I won’t hurt you, Mr. Spence”

Arthur looked up into her big brown eyes, the top of his head barely meeting her crotch.

“You won’t?”

She shook her head.

“No, but I must confess, I do like hearing you beg…”

Arthur stared at her strangely.

“What?”

“Beg some more, will you?”

Slowly, Claire tightened the grip on Arthur’s miniaturized hand. Arthur looked up at her, seeing her smiling lips part to reveal her perfectly aligned teeth.

“Claire, please don’t. I’ll do anything”

“Tell me something I don’t know, silly”

Arthur’s hand continued to be squeezed by her much larger grip. She inflicted such pain with oh so little effort. Again, the ease with which she inflicted pain seemed to please her.

“I’ll change your mark. Anything”

This seemed to make Claire happy.

“Good, little professor. I’m glad to hear that”

“Let go of him right now!” came a voice at the door.

Claire spun around to see Shawna standing in the doorway. She started marching towards Claire, who instantly let go of Mr. Spence, looking apologetically to the floor.

“Are you okay, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur nodded up to Shawna, who’s height dwarfed even Claire’s. He watched the two giants as they stood off against each other.

“You could be expelled for this” Shawna said to Claire.

Claire turned and quickly headed to the door, leaving Shawna to turn her attention down to Arthur, who sat on the floor near her feet. He size made him look like an undeveloped child when compared to Shawna’s tall, svelte legs.

“Okay now?”

Arthur nodded up at her. She turned to the door.

“I thought you hated me?” Arthur said.

Shawna turned back to him, looking at him with sympathy.

“I don’t hate you, Mr. Spence”

She smirked a little.

”Your size….it amuses me, but I don’t hate you”

With that, she left.

* * *

Beth was relieved to find Arthur at the college of all places and vowed during their journey home to keep a better eye on him.

Marie was waiting at the front door when Beth and Arthur arrived home. She had heard what had happened (it had been on the news), and was smiling from ear to ear as they stepped inside.

“So you ran, did you little Mr. Spence?”

It was the first time she had called him that. Sheepishly, Arthur looked up at the towering Marie who, like Beth, seemed larger than ever.

“Though you could get away from us, did you?”

Arthur didn’t answer. It wouldn’t have made any difference even if he had.

Although she addressed him, it was really for her own benefit and amusement that she said anything at all.

Beth closed the door behind them and turned to her mom.

“We’ve got to keep a better eye on him from now on”

Marie nodded, smiling down at Arthur.

“I agree” she said, bending at the knees a bit in order to rub the top of his head.

Arthur noticed this, remembering when he’d been tall enough for them to reach. Now he was so small that women of average height had to bend at the knees just to reach him!

Marie started unwrapping something from the store.

“Look what I got for him” she said to Beth, who moved towards her mother, completely blocking his line of sight and forcing him to stare up at her upper thighs as they curved into her oversized bottom.

Arthur stepped aside in order to see what Marie was holding.

“A leash?” he said out loud in alarm.

Marie turned to Arthur and looked down at him with a great big smile on her face.

“It’s not a leash, it’s a harness for me to keep a better eye on you”

Arthur looked to Beth, hoping she would intervene, but instead of moving to his defense, she took the leash from Marie’s hands and then moved towards Arthur.

“I’m not wearing that” Arthur shouted, “This has gone just about far enough!”

It was the first time that Arthur had raised his voice towards his pair of giant captors and he was sure it would have an effect.

“There’ll be no more treating me like a child!”

Beth and Marie stood there, mouths hanging open at the sight of Arthur throwing his voice like he had. For a brief moment it looked like they were going to take him seriously, but then…

…Marie started to laugh. Arthur stared up at her, watching her breasts rise and fall with the shaking of her huge body. A moment later Beth started to laugh too.

“Oh my, Mr. Spence” Marie chuckled, “Haven’t you learned by now that yelling will get you no where?”

“It’s plain rude, is what it is” said Beth, reaching her impossibly long arms out towards him.

Arthur wanted to jump out of the way from her reach, but instead stared, hypnotized by the expression on Beth’s face. Once again he was transported back in time to how he remembered her, this young, polite student of his.

As Beth first dangled the harness before his eyes, then fit it over his head and under his arms, Arthur realized that he no longer knew the young student he remembered.

“There” she said, standing to her full height, “You’re all set now”

Arthur was now even shorter than her pelvic area. He instinctively took a step backwards, bumping into Marie’s legs, who had moved behind him and was also glowering down with a smile.

“Can you believe how small he is now? she asked her daughter as if he wasn’t even there.

“No”, said Beth, “What’s for dinner anyway?”

Arthur could do nothing but watch as the two giant ladies moved into the kitchen, instantly forgetting he was even there.

Arthur soon learned what it was that Marie had bought for him at the store, though he soon wished he hadn’t.

It was a pink leash of sorts. The type that parents sometimes attached to their kids in a mall or in a crowded setting, just so they could keep their eyes on them and ensure that they not wander off anywhere.

Arthur’s end wrapped around his waist in a sort of mini-harness while the other end was held by the person keeping an eye on him. Marie mentioned wanting Arthur to walk with her and now had the perfect excuse.

Arthur had stood there, listening helplessly as these two giant ladies decided the rest of his day for him. It had been such a long day that he couldn’t even be bothered to protest.

He didn’t even say anything as Marie knelt down in front of him and slid the harness over his head and under his arms. He merely stood there, hoping against hope that someone would intervene on his behalf. Of course, this never happened.

* * *

It was Marie’s idea that the two of them should go out for a walk. Arthur hadn’t known Marie to do any exercise in the past and suspected that this ploy was geared towards getting her attention from the neighbors.

What better way that to show off her tiny-man pet?

Together they started off, Marie wearing a summery blouse and cotton shorts that revealed much of her ample-sized thighs. He couldn’t help but look up at her as they walked, astonished at her size when compared to his own. He gaped helplessly as her huge, towering legs propelled her step by gargantuan step down the street. His legs, his body for that matter were so much smaller than her own that he began for the first time to be scared of Marie. What if he made her angry?

She could punish him so terribly easily and he couldn’t do a single thing to stop her.

“Hi Debra!” Marie called across the street.

Arthur turned to see a woman of Marie’s age and size across from them. The woman waved back and upon seeing little Arthur, eagerly headed in their direction.

“Hi Marie, out for a little walk, are we?” asked Debra, without taking her eyes from Arthur.

Marie looked down to Arthur, bending a bit to pat Arthur’s head lightly with her large hand.

“Yes. I just bought this harness. It’ll come in so handy, don’t you think?”

Deborah knelt next to Arthur so that she could look him in the eye. She, like Marie, was a pretty woman with long, tanned legs, white shorts and a cotton green blouse.

“Can I touch him?”

“Of course” Marie said from above.

Debra reached out and put her hand on Arthur’s shoulder, squeezing it like she would a loaf of bread at the store. Arthur flinched.

“Ow”

Debra laughed. So did Marie.

“He’s awfully touchy, isn’t he?”

“You have no idea” laughed Marie from above.

Debra, again without asking, reached down and took Arthur’s arm from his side, examining it, looking at his tiny fingers.

“So small…” she said with admiration.

“Don’t knock those fingers” said Marie, “You would not believe the massage you can get from them”

With that, Debra stood to her full height, leaving Arthur to stare up at her crotch and imposing, naked thighs.

“You don’t say?”

“Absolutely scrumptious. He’ll rub your feet, your legs…anything” Then she laughed, “And he’ll do it for as long as you say!”

“Don’t suppose he has much of a choice now, does he?” chimed in Debra.

Arthur stood at the feet and craned his head upwards to see the two giant women peering down at him. Debra’s eager expression was starting to worry Arthur.

“What are you doing tomorrow evening? Would you two care to come over?”

“I’d love to” said Marie, not bothering to consult the tiny man half her size.

“Then you can see just what kind of masseuse he really is!”

The two woman parted company, each continuing to laugh.

Arthur now stood a mere two feet nine inches tall. His size had been on the decline for more than two weeks now, but even so, he never imagined he would get so small.

What if he continued to shrink?

Would he have to rely on Beth and Marie to look after him? The thought was a sobering one as he had already begun to notice their different reactions to his getting smaller and smaller. There was definitely a connection
between his shrinking size and their gradual loss of interest. At first they seemed amused, but now that the surprise had worn off, they seemed to carry on with every day life as if nothing all that out of the ordinary was happening. At least that was the case with Beth. Marie was another story and was getting to be more of a cause for concern.

Arthur remembered the initial impression that Marie had left with him…a kind and gentle woman. His perception had certainly changed in the last week. That’s not to say she was evil since she was certainly not. None of the women who had recently taken advantage of him were people he considered evil. They just had no previous experience with a fully grown man standing less than half their height.

Perfectly normal reaction he reasoned. Them teasing him, laughing at him, forcing him to do things sometimes against his will…it was only human. He would be capable of committing the same acts if the situation was reversed. Arthur had to continue to remind himself of these facts.

Arthur wandered into the kitchen, having changed into his custom fit clothes the same way he did every single day. Across the room and leaning on the counter was the statuesque, Marie, bigger than life. Arthur stared at her as he did every morning, trying to fathom the difference in their sizes. He stood there as she strode past him, putting breakfast on the table, noting that his head rose no higher than about the half way point of her ample thighs. Arthur glanced around the room. Chairs were now too tall for him to merely sit in. He would have to climb onto them if he wanted to sit properly and even then there didn’t seem much of point since he still couldn’t sit level with the table.

No, Arthur had taken to staying on the floor, making his dwindling size all the tougher to ignore as legs, the width of trees, moved freely past him, coming and going
through the kitchen.

Arthur turned to see Beth enter the kitchen, tired and still wearing an armless undershirt and baby blue underwear that rode up her butt just a bit.

“What time do you think you’ll be home tonight, dear?” Marie asked Beth, whose massive legs stumbled passed Arthur.

“Five or so” Beth said, yawning widely. She stooped to rub the top of Arthur’s head. “How’d you sleep little guy?” she asked then plunked herself down on a chair at the table, not bothering to wait for an answer.
Arthur stood near the table leg, staring upwards at Beth who had taken to staring at her plate of food.

“Good, because I wanted to take him down the street to a friends house”

Beth nodded silently, starting to eat her toast. Arthur stared at her bare leg and reached out to touch it, tapping it lightly in hopes that she’d see him.

A moment later Beth’s face peered down at Arthur over the rim of the table, seeing him on the floor without any food.

“Mom, he’s got to eat too”

Marie, suddenly seeing the little man on the floor, tittered to herself from across the kitchen.

“Oh, I’m sorry Mr. Spence”, she said, “Come have a piece of toast”

Marie held out a plate to him, as if for a second forgetting that he couldn’t reach it given her height.

“Oops” she said, putting down the plate and grabbing Arthur beneath his arms, lifting him into the air and over her shoulder like a baby.

“Honey” she said to Beth, “Do we still have that booster chair?”

Beth nodded.

“It’s in the closet. I’ll get it”

Arthur swallowed to himself, dreading having to sit in a booster chair.

“Actually, I can go without breakfast. It’s okay” said Arthur, not wanting to be carried.

“You have to eat, Mr. Spence. You’re not going to college without some food in your stomach”

The room began to spin and Arthur found himself hoisted into the air, off Marie’s shoulder until his feet dangled freely in the air. His eyes met Marie’s as she easily held him at arms length, smiling as she lowered him into the booster chair that Beth had brought from down the hall.

Marie leaned back into her chair, grinning at Arthur in the booster chair.

“It’s just like having a baby in the house, isn’t it?”

Arthur noticed a trace of concern in Beth’s eyes.

“Mom, do you think he’s getting too small for school?”

“Why? Has there been trouble there?”

“No”, said Beth, “I just don’t want him getting hurt”

“He’ll be fine, dear” Marie said. “Just make sure he’s home by five, okay?”

Noticing that Arthur hadn’t started on his toast, Marie grabbed a piece in her hands and started floating it towards Arthur’s face.

“Here comes the choo choo”

Beth stood opposite Arthur just outside the doors to the college, talking to a fellow female student, Bonnie. Arthur couldn’t help but notice that Bonnie would occasionally sneak a glance down at him, as she talked with Beth. Arthur stood there, having little choice but to wait for Beth to finish the conversation, hoping that she could escort him down the hallway.

Arthur stared up at Beth, hoping to get her attention, staring up past her tall legs and upper body that seemed about as big as a tree.

“Anyway, I should be going” Beth said to her friend. “Gotta get Mr. Spence to his class”

Beth winked to her friend and her friend giggled, as if sharing a joke. Both girls stared down at the small man hovering just below their waists.

“All set Mr. Spence?”

Arthur nodded. Beth lowered her giant hand down to him.

“Take my hand then” she said.

“It’s okay, Beth” said Arthur, not ready for this additional
embarrassment.

“Afraid it’s not okay, little guy” she laughed, half to her friend, “It’s for your own good”

Arthur thought briefly of resisting her offer, but foresaw the embarrassment that would no doubt appear as Beth would undoubtedly take his hand anyway, whether he resisted her or not. Resistance, he thought, was more and more useless. Instead of a small child, gradually growing in size, more and more able to resist a parent, he was shrinking in size, less and less able to resist the wishes of the giant people around him.

Arthur reached up and put his small hand within Beth’s giant grasp, noting that the sight of this appeared to delight Beth’s giant friend, who watched with intense fascination.

The same gesture would have completely insulted him mere days ago, but now, being escorted down the hallway was a welcome relief.

Students, all of them female, turned to stare at the spectacle. The tiny professor being led down the hall like a three year old. Some smirked,vsome laughed out right, while others looked at him with a wide eyed curiousity reserved for the truly unique specimen he was.

They began down the hallway together, hand in giant hand. Beth would have been hard pressed not to notice the staring eyes from fellow students (mostly female). Gradually, a sense of worry began to show on her lovely
face.

“Should I be concerned about you, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur looked down the hallway at the numerous huge female students in the distance. Despite what had happened recently, he wanted to appear calm and
to hide his fear. To be truthful and if he acted on impulse, he would have grabbed onto one of Beth’s legs and clung for dear life.

“I’ll be fine” he said up to her.

Beth stopped and knelt down next to him, flattening out her skirt and staring at his tiny face. Arthur tried his best to project confidence as he stared back at her. Her large hands straightened his shirt, and her fingers briefly caressed the tiny black tie that hung from his miniature
collar. It was barely as thick as her thumb. Despite her concern only moments earlier, she couldn’t help but chuckle at his tiny outfit.

Beth stood to her full height, again reminding Arthur how little he was next to her as his face only reach part way up her thigh.

“Try and have a good day, Mr. Spence” Beth said, smiling. She turned and hurried down the hall.

Arthur began the few short steps to the door to his class. Was it his imagination, or were more and more students dressing in skirts? Or was he just more prone to noticing such a thing now that he would soon be in a position of having to avoid looking above those same skirts, depending how closely the giant students moved to him.

He noticed Shawna in the distance, watching him with folded arms. Her hips, shooting out to the side as she leaned heavily on her one foot, as if having stood there for some time in anticipation of his arrival. That’s how the others looked too, almost like they’d been planning their mornings around Arthur’s showing up. Each day was a new spectacle apparently, as the shrinking professor, a man many had looked up to and sought advice from, now dwindled down to something that few of them managed to take seriously.

Getting to the door to his classroom, he noted that the door was closed. Next to the door stood three giant sized students, all of them female. Two had on skirts, the other, form fitted, faded blue jeans that easily exposed her midriff.

As Arthur stood on his toes to reach the door handle, he glanced at the women’s back sides, their rear ends, as they were facing away from him, looking over their shoulders and down the hallway. Then it struck him…they were waiting for him! Worse, they hadn’t even noticed that he was standing practically inches away from them, his face mere inches from their tall, broad legs that seemed to stretch into the air higher than he dared imagine.

Arthur found that he couldn’t quite reach the door handle, and because of that, turned to face the trio of students who hadn’t even noticed him. The girl nearest him had on a skirt that was cut just below her knees. Arthur stared at her knees and at the soft skin, wondering if he should reach out and touch them to get her attention. The sheer size of them created a sense of fear, but also seemed to draw him in. He wanted to touch this giant woman’s leg, perhaps even rub his face up against it.

Arthur shook himself out of this brief fantasy, knowing that he would never again achieve normal sexual satisfaction. Every time he had tried, he had been laughed at or ridiculed. Would this ever change? He doubted it.

Arthur found himself reaching out to touch the leg which he accurately imagined to be circumference of a telephone pole. He tapped it lightly, then anabashedly looked up awaiting the inevitable discovery from the
giant above him.

“It’s Mr. Spence!” the red haired girl cried out, smiling downwards.

The other two girls instantly moved to stand by her side, glowering down at the professor, mesmerized at his tiny size.

“I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind opening the door for me?”

The three girls continued to stare, almost like they hadn’t heard a word he had said.

“Louise”, one said to another, “Don’t you have this class now?”

Louise, a brunette, nodded excitedly to her friend while keeping her eyes glued to Mr. Spence.

“I sure do and you know what? You’re late Mr. Spence!” she said happily down to him and wagging her finger as if to a child.

“Yes” he managed to say, “It took a little longer to get down the hallway than I imagined it would”

Arthur felt his stomach tighten into a knot as his feet left the ground. He was lifted into the air from behind by the third girl, Charlene, who hugged him to her chest, lowering her chin to fit between his head and shoulder. Arthur could feel her breath fan his neck and chest as she laughed and shook from behind him.

“Open the door, Louise”

Louise did. It sank in that Arthur was going to be carried into class by one of his students.

“Put me down!” Arthur’s voice yelled out at the young woman carrying him.

But it was no use. Despite his flailing and his kicking legs, nothing could stop the gargantuan blonde woman from carrying him through the doorway and into the classroom, where a dozen or two other students, mostly female of course, began to laugh.

Charlene’s confidence, bolstered by the student’s reaction, seemed to grow proportional to her huge size. She held Arthur out at arms length, liftingvand lowering him as if he were a puppet and she the puppet master. Thisvdelighted the girls sitting in the first two rows of chairs and they
laughed even harder at Arthur’s predicament.

Finally Charlene lowered Arthur to his feet and promptly took a bow. The rest of the female students clapped and continued to laugh at Mr. Spence, their amusing puppet with the red face.

Some of them appeared surprised when Arthur began towards the door.

“That’s it” he said outloud, “That is officially the last straw!”

Arthur emerged into the hallway. Despite his haste, he was quick to notice Shauna, who had watched the whole affair from the doorway.

“For what it’s worth, Mr. Spence, I wouldn’t have lasted as long as you have”

Arthur kept walking, making a feeble attempt to walk faster than Shawna could keep up.

“If you knew that, why’d you let this happen?”

Shawna’s long legs propelled her forward, easily matched Arthur’s frantic march.

“I would have stepped in if it had gone much further than that” she said, suddenly stopping.

“You don’t want to continue teaching, do you?”

Arthur stared up at her angrily.

“Is it that obvious?”

Shawna nodded.

“The Lotto board knew this the would come when you can no longer carry out your duties at the college”

“Does that mean I don’t have to come here anymore?”

Shawna nodded.

“There wouldn’t be any point, would there? Certainly not if you’re to keep getting smaller”

Arthur looked up at her with urgency in his eyes.

“How much smaller will I get?”

Shawna moved towards him a step, then crouched down so that their faces met, hers more than twice the size of his own.

“I’m sorry but I can’t share that information. You understand”

“Please? I need to know”

Shawna reached out and put her massive hand on his shoulder, her fingers stretching out over his back and well down over his chest at the same
time.

“I’m sorry, really I am”

Arthur looked down to the floor.

“Is there anything I can do for you in the meantime?” she asked him.

Arthur looked up to meet her eyes and saw a bit of what looked like genuine compassion on her face. It had been a while since he had seen this. A second later, he collapsed forward into her arms. Shawna rubbed Arthur’s back, soothing him then standing to her full height, carrying him
with little or no effort whatsoever.

Sensing the sympathy coming from her, Arthur held on for dear life, closing his eyes in earnest.

Back at Beth’s house, Arthur had managed to climb onto the leather couch and was presently staring at the television, but not really watching.

Was it true? Was he done with teaching? Part of him was relieved, of course, as the ridicule and public embarrassment was now at an end. Arthur could hear Marie coming and going in the other room, having left him alone for a few minutes now. He stared at the phone, wondering if there were any point in him telephoning his wife. He’d tried before and the number had been disconnected. Maybe her friends? They can’t have changed everyone’s numbers, could they?

As quietly as he could, Arthur picked up the receiver and began to dial, lowering the large cordless phone and shielding it with his body in a futile effort to cover the beeping sounds that were heard as he dialed.

“Hello?” a voice answered on the other line. It was Phyllis. A family friend. Surely she’d know where his wife was.

Arthur inhaled and was just about to begin talking when the phone went dead. He froze, sensing a huge shadow fall over him from above. It was Marie.

“You know the rules, Mr. Spence. No phone calls”

Arthur stared up at the giant Marie with partial fear seeing that she was wearing her swim suit from the other day.

“Now let’s get a move on. Since you’re home early, we can go over to my friends house now instead of after dinner”

Arthur recoiled at the sight of his harness that she was holding towards him.

“Let’s put this on you”

Arthur struggled to sit up from the soft sofa so that he could run to the other side, but Marie’s large hand settled on his shoulder, easily holding him in place as she lowered the harness over his head and under his arms.
After a moment or two she stood and gestured that he come off the couch.

He hoisted himself down to the floor, once again struck by the sheer enormity of Marie standing before him in her bikini, which seemed to be just a bit too tight in certain areas around the waist. He stared at her as she turned, the cheeks of her rear only partially covered by her skimpy
bikini bottom. He watched as her huge feet slipped into her sandals and then looked up at her face high in the air as he felt a gentle tug on the harness.

“Let’s go then” she said.

* * *

Marie’s friend Debra emerged onto the patio wearing shorts, a blouse and open toed sandals that displayed her perfectly pedicured toes. She wasvcarrying a tray of cold drinks, which she set down, her eyes seizing upon Arthur as she bent over.

“I’m so glad you could come over, Marie. It’s been too long”

Arthur resisted looking at her at first, fearing that to do so would only encourage her.

“It certainly has” said Marie from behind Arthur. He stood there as her enormous hands fiddled with the harness from behind his back.

“Lift your arms” she said.

Arthur did and she took the harness off of him.

“He looks so cute wearing that little leash” said Debra, moving closer to Arthur, who instinctively took a backwards step and quickly bumped into
Marie’s knees as she had sat down behind him. Arthur turned the other direction, wanting to back away from Debra’s approach, but was calmly held
in place by Marie, whose ample sized, yet still delicate looking hands stopped him from behind.

“He’s trying to get away, is he?” Debra laughed.

“Mr. Spence is like that sometimes” said Marie, continuing to hold him in place. “He gets nervous with so many big people walking around.

Debra stopped just shy of actually touching him, but remained at her full height, her crotch just above his head.

“Oh, well I most certainly am one of those BIG people he’s nervous about, am I?

She laughed and patted the top of Arthur’s head.

“So he’s still getting smaller then?” Debra asked.

“Every day” answered Marie, letting go of Arthur.

Debra’s large upper torso sank down from above as she lowered herself to a squatting position, directly in front of him.

Arthur looked down to the ground, staring at Debra’s huge feet and painted toenails.

Debra put her index finger underneath his chin and gently tilted his head so that he looked up at her.

“There”, she said, “I’m not so terrible, am I?”

Arthur examined Debra’s face. True, she was an attractive woman, even if her huge size made her seem slightly monstrous.

Marie watched the two of them, sipping her tall drink and smiling.

“Ask him how about his magic fingers” she said.

Debra looked over to Marie.

“Magic fingers?” Then a big smile crossed her face. “Ohhh, that’s right. You’re quite the masseuse, I hear”

Arthur lifted his head, once again staring up at her crotch once Debra stood to her full height. She turned and sat on a recliner, kicking off her sandals and stretching out her long, tanned legs.

“Show me” she said to Arthur, smiling and wiggling her toes in anticipation.

Arthur stood still, not moving. A hand pushed him from behind.

“Show her” said Marie.

Arthur moved forward.

“I’m really tired” he said to both of them, hoping for sympathy.

Both women started laughing. “No you’re not” said Marie, nudging him further towards Debra with her bare foot.

Debra lifted her leg and gently lowered her bare foot onto his lap. Arthur stared at it for a second, noting that its size seemed even larger than Marie’s had seemed just the other day. It’s because I’m still shrinking, he thought.

Debra flexed her toes again, “Hello down there” she laughed. After a moment, Arthur began to tentatively rub Debra’s huge left foot, while Marie stared awaiting her friend’s response.

“Ohhh, that feels sooooo goooood” Debra announced happily, lifting her arms above her head and clasping her fingers behind her head.

“Good” laughed Marie, “Because he’s going to keep doing it as long as I’m here”

Arthur groaned to himself, resigned to his job, as the two women talked and laughed about their recent experiences as if he wasn’t even there.

* * *

At one point in the evening and after Arthur had been rubbing both of Debra’s feet for almost half an hour, Marie stood from the recliner.

“Where’s your wash room Debra?”

“Down the hall” Debra answered, “Third door on the left”

“I’ll be back in a second” Marie said, heading down the hall.

Arthur looked up from Debra’s enormous foot, just as she leaned towards him.

“Getting tired?” she asked.

Arthur nodded.

Without so much as a grin, Debra’s free foot, the one that he wasn’t rubbing, slid towards him, gently nudging his crotch. Arthur looked up at her, surprised at first. Debra grinned at him, watching the door for any sign of Marie’s return.

Rather than pull away, Arthur stood his ground, letting her oversized foot continue to move around his crotch, flexing her toes and moving her arch between his legs ever so gently.

“You like that?”

Arthur nodded, red in the face. He wanted to say no, but couldn’t.

Debra leaned towards him, reaching out and gently pulling him towards her.

“She might come back” he said quietly.

Debra smiled, continuing to pull him towards her. It didn’t seem to matter that Arthur was resisting. She knew how much stronger she was than him and the thrill of Marie returning at any moment seemed to excite her.

As her large foot continued to probe his small manhood, Debra grasped his tiny arm between her large fingers, grinning all the while. She held his tiny face between his palms, breathing into his face. Arthur stared at her, smelling the scent of alcohol on her breath.

“I could just eat you up” she said quietly. “Would you like that?”

Arthur was too stunned to answer her, he just stared as her mouth opened and as she slowly exposed her tongue, licking his entire little face with one prolonged movement.

“She’s going to come back any second” said Arthur under his breath and about to explode.

“I know that” she smiled and swung her legs over the edge of the recliner, standing all the way up, resting her hands on the top of his tiny head.

Arthur stared up at her colossal crotch that hovered a mere inch from his face. 

“Would you like to see me again?” she asked from above. Arthur nodded under the weight of her hands.

“Good” she said from above.

Arthur managed to crane his neck upwards. He could hear the toilet flush and knew that Marie would return any minute.

Arthur looked back down to Debra’s belly, then to her crotch. It was magnificent, he thought. So terribly huge. He stood on his toes and nuzzled her crotch with his nose, hearing Debra inhale deeply from the pleasurable sensation.

“I’ll see to it that you come over more often” she said, patting the top of his head which leaned between her fleshy thighs.

“Find the washroom all right?” She said towards the door and pushing Arthur’s face away from her at the same time. Arthur turned to see Marie exiting the house and heading towards them. She hadn’t seen what happened.

* * *

Arthur was silent the whole way home. He didn’t even resist when Marie motioned to put the harness back over his head. They walked in silence, except for the flapping sound of Marie’s sandals hitting the concrete pavement on each of her huge steps forward.

The encounter at Debra’s house had definitely left Arthur hot and bothered. He felt badly about the way he was feeling, but so powerless to do anything about it. He considered the feeling of powerlessness and how, if he gave into it, that there was pleasure to be experienced on a whole new variety of levels. He was shrinking. More every day. The sooner he grew accustomed to that, the better.

He thought of this as Marie undid his harness, then stood, walking to her room to change out of her bikini.

“Are you going to bed?” Arthur asked somewhat fearfully.

Marie stopped. “I was going to read for a while. I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately and thought it might help”

Arthur got red in the face, but the sight of this gigantic woman, so terribly huge, standing there in the skimpiest of bikini’s drove him onward.

“I could…give you another massage…or a back rub or something…”

Marie stared at him, considering the offer, almost suspicious.

“But aren’t you tired already?”

“Yes, but you need your sleep, don’t you?” he said meekly up to her.

Marie continued to stand next to him, considering his offer, genuinely pleased that it was he that offered, rather than her having to force him to do it.

“That might be nice” she said. “My chiropractor says I’m tight all over”

Had someone walked into the room, they would have been set for a strange sight. Tiny Arthur sat on Marie’s large, naked back, her bikini top undone and hanging down over each of her sides so that Arthur could better
massage the whole area.

Marie’s head was turned to the side as this tiny man continued to rub her large, expansive back.

“Does it feel okay?” he asked.

“Be nice if there were a bit more pressure, but you’re…well, you’re too small for that, aren’t you?”

Marie laughed a bit at her own joke.

“Do you mind if I turn over?”

Arthur briefly considered. “Not at all”

He scooted off her back and onto the bed. He had felt a bit nervous at first, being alone with Marie in her bedroom, especially when she’d closed the door behind her (“just so Beth doesn’t think anything weird is going on” she had said). Marie began to turn over, lifting her upper torso out
of her bikini top. Arthur instantly turned away.

“Just tell me when I can look”

Marie tittered, finding it cute that this tiny man had such modesty.

She lay down onto her back, not bothering to cover her large exposed breasts.

“You can look now” she said.

Arthur turned, instantly covering his eyes.

“I have this tightness right about here” she said, pointing to her upper chest.

Arthur continued to hide his eyes. Seeing Marie naked from the waist up was an attractive sight, but he was still unsure, that is until Marie pried his fingers from his face, laughing as she did so.

“It’s okay” she said, “But use the oil, okay?”

Arthur took in the sight of her breasts, not quite prepared for how turned on they made him. He poured oil onto his hands.

Marie stared at him as he began to massage her front, not in the least bit embarrassed by what he was doing. He was too small to be embarrassedbabout, she thought.

Arthur massaged the oil into her breasts, kneading them with tender loving care. Marie seemed pleased at his efforts, eventually nudging him lower so that he could “attend to her tummy”, which he did with little protest.

After working on her upper pelvis for a few minutes, Marie sighed out loud.

“What’s wrong?” asked Arthur.

She peered down the length of her body at the tiny man hovering near her stomach.

“Do you really want me to be able to sleep?”

Arthur nodded.

Her eyes darted to her nether regions ever so briefly. She fidgeted with her bikini bottom, pulling them down her legs so that they dangled just above her bare feet.

She looked up at the ceiling, slowly closing her eyes.

Her large hand found its way to the top of Arthur’s head and slowly pushed it downward.

Arthur, very excited at this point, knew where this was going.

He let himself be pushed downward (not that he had that much choice in the matter), slowly lowering his head to the pubic hair between Marie’s legs.

She gasped as Arthur’s face met with her enormous nether region.

“Don’t tell Beth” she said quietly, then gasped a second time.

Arthur’s neck was killing him. He clutched it, rubbing it as best as he could as he stumbled out of his room. He had stayed in Marie’s room for over an hour the night, far longer than he had expected…

Marie had her orgasm, the first one anyway, within about five minutes.
Arthur remembered thinking how pent up this giant woman must have been, either that or the sight of a man less than half her size with his head buried between her huge thighs was a big turn on for her…

When he finished, he moved to get up, but Marie’s large leg pushed him back down, forcing his face into her stomach, which rose and fell with her
post orgasmic panting. She never said anything, but after a minute or so, she gestured that he try again, so he did, and sure enough, Marie had a second orgasm. It took longer this time, which explained the pain in his
neck, but he was successful, providing her with just under an hours worth of pleasure as she sighed, stretched, knocking his tiny body between her knees and moaned her way through his attempts to please her.

When she had finished her second orgasm, she promptly fell asleep, making no effort to return the favor to him. Arthur stared at her giant naked body, laying face up on the bed, without a care in the world, before letting himself out of the room and opening the door as quietly as he could.

It was an odd feeling and even though she never returned the favor to him, Arthur found himself strangely happy that he was able to please someone at his smaller size. The past weeks had been tough, with his increasing
inability to accomplish anything other than being the object of ridicule from the giants around him. So, now that he had found that he had pleased Marie, he felt good about it.

Finally, there was something he could do properly.

Arthur struggled to pull a chair out from the kitchen table, and then pushed his weight into it, with the hopes of nudging it to the counter. Eventually, he thought, he would climb on top of it and then start making himself some coffee.

That isn’t how his plan turned out.

“Oh, so you’re finally up” came Beth’s voice from behind him.

Arthur turned, leaning against the leg of the chair and looking up at Beth across the room. She had obviously been up for a while and he hadn’t noticed her already in the room.

“Yes. Good morning” he said up to her.

But Beth just walked past him, passing so close that Arthur found himself having to move just to avoid being knocked aside by her huge, magnificent body.

This was different than before, he thought. She’s not just ignoring me, she’s mad about something.

Arthur soon had his fears confirmed when Beth opened the fridge, poured herself some orange juice, then made a point of not offering him any. She did, however, stop just shy of where he was standing to drink the entire contents of the glass right in front of him.

Arthur could do little but stare up at her, seeing the slight nub of her bare stomach as she swallowed the entire glass of juice. When she finished, she let out a loud, contented sigh, before walking past him towards the TV.

“Beth, could I have some juice too?” he asked.

“Get it yourself” she said while watching TV.

Arthur’s heart started to beat faster. It wasn’t a good thing to have someone so much bigger than you upset at something you had done. He approached where Beth was sitting, feeling like a child shunned by its mother.

“Did I do something wrong, Beth?”

Beth managed to tear her eyes from the TV, briefly looking at him.

“You know what you did” she said.

“No, I don’t. Can you tell me?”

She looked at him again, noticing his new size. This was something Beth had done every morning. She had stopped announcing it, but he could always tell that he’d gotten a bit smaller over night based on her sizing him up
the following morning.

“You were in my mom’s room last night. For a long time”

Arthur looked down to the floor. He nodded his head.

“Yes I was”

“Care to tell me what was going on in there, Mr. Spence?”

Arthur continued to stare at the floor. He was afraid of looking up at her and confronting her angry eyes. He was also a bit scared.

“I…well I…Marie had a sore back. I offered to massage it for her”

“What else?” Beth said, looking at him. Even seated, she was far bigger than he.

Arthur felt her index finger below his chin. She slowly raised it, tilting his entire head so that he had no choice but to look her in the eyes.

Arthur went red in the face. Last night had been a mistake. He wished he could take it back.

Beth shook her head. She knew what she needed to know. She got up from the couch and walked towards her room.

“I don’t want to talk to you anymore, Mr. Spence”

Arthur watched her leave the room, powerless to do anything.

***

Marie eventually got up and made her and Arthur some food. She stayed in her housecoat for the longest time, wearing nothing on her feet, which Arthur watched with fascination as she made her way through the room. It was easier than looking up at her all the time and besides, his neck was sore.

Marie didn’t mention the events of the previous night, but certainly seemed more chipper than she had the day before. She even knelt to rub the top of his head at one point, sipping her tea and caressing the back of his neck while absentmindedly staring out the window.

Arthur shivered at the sensation of her touch. It had been a while since anyone had shown him any kindness and while Marie’s brief affection was no doubt self serving, it was better than nothing at all.

It was after breakfast that someone was knocking on the door. Beth was still in her room and Marie was in the shower. Arthur wondered what to do.

He neared the living room window and looked outside. Though he couldn’t see who was there, he did recognize the car parked outside. It was Shawna’s.

“Just a second” he shouted hoping that it was loud enough to hear.

Arthur quickly pushed a chair to the front door, having to really struggle to make it move. Eventually, it was in place and he climbed on top of it.
His tiny hands managed to turn the lock and then to twist the large door handle.

Looking outside, he first saw a pant leg, then higher up, a belt buckle. He had to really crane his head to see Shawna’s face.

“Good morning” she said to him.

“Just a second” he said, climbing down from the chair and then pushing it out of the way. The door then opened and in stepped Shawna.

She looked at him strangely for a moment, as if shaking herself awake. Itwas obvious that his size had taken her off guard. This was no longer something she could smirk at.

“Oh my goodness” she said quietly, “You truly are a tiny little man”

Instantly, her hand rose to cover her mouth, as if suddenly realizing that what she had said was out loud.

“Sorry, Mr. Spence”

“It’s okay” he replied. “I’m getting used to it”

“How have you been?”

Arthur shrugged. “As good as can be expected” he said.

Shawna glanced to the doorway then back to the little man before her.

“I notice you’re not trying to escape any longer”

He shook his head.

“What’s the point? They’d just catch me. Anyone could. A little kid could probably even do it”

She nodded down to him. “I supposed you’re right”

Shawna crouched down to a kneeling position.

“And your health?”

“It’s fine” he said.

“Good”

The two of them stared at one another for a second.

“Well, I’m going to be checking up on you here at the house now that you’re no longer going to campus”

He nodded. “How often?”

“Every day or two”

She fumbled inside her pockets. Arthur couldn’t help but stare at her massive, nylon covered legs. Shawna was a tall woman no matter who you were.

“I wanted to give you this”

Arthur watched her huge hand deposit a small pager into his tiny grasp.

“You can contact me through this if there’s ever a big problem”

Arthur nodded. “How does it work?”

“Just press the button. I’ll get the alert immediately and try and be here as soon as I can”

She looked into his eyes once more.

“Anything I can do for you now while I’m here?”

Arthur thought about this for a second. Secretly, he didn’t want her to leave. His encounter with Marie the night before had left him in a state of arousal. Everywhere he seemed to turn, there were giant women, more
than twice his height.

He looked up from her legs to her compassionate face. Despite her bizarre, sometimes cruel behavior at the college, he suspected that deep down, Shawna cared about his welfare.

“I think I’m okay” he said up to her.

Shawna rose to her full height, completely dwarfing Arthur, who presently stood just taller than her knees. She stood there for a moment. This was
where she would have normally said something, a joke perhaps, referring to his tiny size. But looking down at this once robust college professor, no longer brought a smile to her face.

“Okay, Mr. Spence. I’ll see you soon”

With that, she left. He stared after her, peeking through the window, wondering how soon, if ever, he would need to contact her.

Arthur turned to see Beth staring at him from across the room. She was in her jogging attire, a sweat jacket and spandex pants that came only to her knees.

As soon as he saw her, she broke her stare and moved to get her shoes.

“Beth, please… Can we talk?”

Beth slid her shoes onto her big bare feet and stared towards the door.

“Beth, please!”, Arthur continued, suddenly lunging at one of her legs and grabbing hold of her bare calf.

Beth stopped and looked down at him from her huge height, then kept walking. Arthur tightened his grip and struggled to hold on. One step and then two, his belly sliding across the floor before she stopped.

“Let go of me, Arthur”

He let go of her. He stood to his feet, feeling the pain in his neck as he tilted his head upwards, struggling to see her face, high in the air.

She had never called him Arthur before.

“Don’t you mean…Mr. Spence?”

He waited for a smile, but there wasn’t one. Instead, this towering young woman continued to regard him as if he meant very little to her.

“No, I’ve decided to start calling you Arthur. That is your name, isn’t it?”

He nodded up to her.

“Good. Calling you Mr. Spence doesn’t seem appropriate anymore. After all, you’re not my college professor anymore, now are you?”

“I’m not?” he asked upwards, fearing where this was heading.

“No, you’re too small to teach anyone anything. And even if you tried, who would listen to such a tiny little man?”

This wasn’t going well, Arthur thought to himself. She’s really mad.

“I’m sorry” he said up to her. “I’m sorry if what I did upset you. Really”

Beth continued to look down at him, thinking.

“I think that the problem is that I’ve been too tolerant with you” she said.

Arthur wondered what she meant. Too tolerant? She hadn’t been tolerant at all. Besides what did she have to be tolerant of? HE was the one whose size had dwindled to that of a pet chiwawa.

“And I think that if you want to convince me that you’re really sorry that you need to convince me”

“Yes. Yes. Just say it and I’ll do it” He didn’t mind that she was calling him Arthur. He only wanted her to like him again. Being disliked by Beth, a woman whose size was almost incomprehensible next to his own, was not something he wanted.

Beth continued to stare down at him, wondering how she might have him prove his innocence to her.

She looked down the hallway, around the kitchen, then to the front door.

“My shoes” she said.

Arthur looked to where she was looking....to three pairs of shoes, all running shoes and all far from new.

“Your shoes?”

“There’s gum on the bottom of my old sneakers” she said. “And road film and all sorts of garbage. I want them cleaned”

Arthur didn’t think she was serious. He forced a laugh.

“Beth, I know you’re mad, but this isn’t…. I’m not your maid”

Arthur stared up at this colossal girl, instantly wondering if he should have said that or not.

“No, you’re not my maid, you’re my pet man”

”That’s not funny, Beth”

Beth slowly folded her arms over her chest.

“I wasn’t trying to be funny”

* *

Arthur spent the better part of the next hour cleaning the bottom of her shoes.

Beth had left over a half an hour earlier to go for a run, but had stayed to watch his progress for a few minutes first. She had sat nearby and read the paper, occasionally glancing over top of it, to check on his progress.
Occasionally she had offered suggestions, as to how he might clean them better.

Arthur just nodded to Beth, disliking the task set out before him, but knowing that he had little choice in the matter.

The shoe, which rest on his lap at this point, was enormous. At one point, struggling to clean the gum off the sole, he noted that if it were stood next to him, it rose almost to his waist in height. Naturally, this did little to lift his spirits.

Just the same, it didn’t smell too bad. It was a shoe she hadn’t worn in some time, so, though he could detect their aroma, it was offensive or anything. By the time he started on the second shoe, his back had started to ache from having to lift her shoe and reposition it in order to clean
it properly.

On the bottom of one ragged shoe, stuck in the grove of the sole, was part of a crushed grasshopper. Arthur couldn’t help but wonder if that’s how he’d end up, crushed on the bottom of a running shoe. Unnoticed.

He quickened his efforts. He was going to perform this task well. He would do such a good job that Beth would see how he had struggled and immediately feel badly about having asked him to perform such a nasty chore.

So, after almost forty-five minutes, a sore back and two pair of very clean shoes, Arthur felt good about what he’d done. He’d performed the task well and would certainly make her feel guilty about what she had asked of him.

Imagine…a college professor cleaning shoes. He laughed to himself, wondering what this must look like!

When Beth arrived home from her run, she wasn’t quite as pleased as he had hoped.

“All done, are you?” she asked, walking past him with barely a downward glance.

“Yes. All done” he said happily.

Beth sat down on the couch and stretched out her long, mostly bare legs. There was a slight shine to her as she’d run long enough to really sweat.

“Bring one of them over to me” she said, without moving a muscle.

Arthur hadn’t expected this, but decided to oblige. He bent down and started to push the shoe across the floor.

Beth started to laugh.

“You expect me to believe that you can’t even pick up one of my shoes?”

“I can” he said, “It’s just that they’re a bit heavy”

She laughed again.

“Suuurrreee they are”

Arthur stopped and glared at Beth. This new attitude of hers was really beginning to annoy him.

He bent down and lifted the shoe, stopping to bend down and pick up the second one too. It was awkward, but he managed to do it.

Beth laughed at the sight of this tiny man struggling to carry her old running shoes.

“Now let’s see them”

He expected her to lean forward and to take them, but no, she wanted him to show them to her.

So he did. He put one of them down and rotated the other at her feet, turning so she could see the top, sides and bottom.

“Good job, little guy” she said. “You’re off to a good start”

“Good…start?”

Beth laughed. Not the innocent laugh he’d grown accustomed to, but a devious, self serving laugh.

Arthur gawked at Beth as she started to peel off her left shoe with herright foot. She pried it off and then thud, it hit the floor. Then, with her now bare right foot, she pried off the other.

Thud. It landed beside the other.

“Now does these ones too” she said, smiling down at him and stretching out her bare, sweaty feet, flexing her toes into the fresh air.

Other tasks would follow that day, making it a most strenuous morning and afternoon. When nighttime had finally come, he fell asleep, face down his tiny bed.

He dreamt of his wife…

It had been over three weeks since he had seen her, but that didn’t lessen his missing her by his side. In his dream, they were the same size and had moved away. He had been through everything with the Lotto, but it didn’t seem to matter anymore. His son was there too and they all seemed perfectly happy together.

He awoke at the sounds of laughter from inside the house. He lay there for the longest time, just listening. Eventually, when the laughter continued, he sat up and slid off the edge of his bed and onto the floor.

It was Beth’s mom, Marie, who was laughing on the phone.

He ventured out into the hallway, creeping towards the kitchen but remaining out of sight.

“Oh it was terrific”, she laughed. “At first I thought it was hilarious, seeing his little, tiny head between my legs, but let me tell you…it was heavenly”

Arthur moved, sensing that Marie was about to spot him.

“Yes, of course, that shouldn’t be a problem at all tomorrow? Yes, I’ll make sure he’s there…need him all morning then?”

What was she talking about, Arthur wondered?

“Yes, okay Debra. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye bye”.

Arthur darted back into his room just in time to avoid being seen my Marie. He quickly climbed onto his bed and pretended to be asleep.

He heard the door open.

“Mr. Spence. Are you awake?”

Arthur didn’t answer her. A moment later, he was being jostled awake by a large hand on his shoulder.

“Mr. Spence, wake up, will you?”

Still, Arthur pretended to be asleep.

“We’re going to go to Debra’s tomorrow morning, how’s that sound? You met her yesterday, remember? She wants one of those fantastic massages”

Marie laughed at her own joke, then sighed, disappointedly when he didn’t sit up and talk to her.

Eventually she left the room. When he was sure she was gone, Arthur looked to the doorway, wondering how things had ever gotten the way they had.

* *

Arthur wandered down the hall of the house. It was dark out and he guessed that it must be close to midnight. There was a light on in Beth’s room. He wanted to talk to her, but was fearful of what new tasks she might find for him to do.

“Did you want something?”

Arthur spun around to see the lower portion of a bare leg. He looked up, squinting to see in the darkness. It was Beth, dressed in her bathrobe. He could feel the steam float out from the bathroom door.

“Uh, well…I wondered if we could talk”

Her towering legs, visible from the chins down, stepped past him, leaving damp footprints on the floor, visible in the dim light.

Arthur stood in the doorway, reluctant to enter unless invited.

She sat down on her bed, combing her hair.

“I don’t want to talk to you, so leave”

Arthur remained in the doorway. She glanced at him, then stood from thevbed.

“Don’t make me force you out, Arthur”

He remained in the doorway. The sight of her large bare feet tromping towards him made his stomach sink, but he was determined to talk.

Her feet stopped just shy of where he stood. He was tired of looking up at her, but had little choice if he didn’t want to stare at her shins.

When he looked up, he saw immediately that she wasn’t in a playful mood.

“You’ve got five seconds to get out”

“I’m staying” he said, walking past her bare feet, further into the room.

Beth spun on her heels, surprised that this tiny little guy had defied her.

“Arthur”, she said, standing in the doorway, “I guess you didn’t hear me”

Arthur stopped and turned to face the giant woman, leaning against the side of her computer tower, barely taller than it was.

“I heard you just fine”

Beth folded her arms.

“What are you trying to prove exactly?”

“I want to talk to you. I want things to be how they were. I’m sick of cleaning shoes and I’m tired of you being upset”

“I’m closing the door now, Arthur. Last chance to escape”

“I’m staying” said Arthur bravely.

Beth laughed to herself, closing the door behind her.

“You’re trapped in here now. Remember, this was your choice”

Arthur felt a bit nervous as the Beth took a few steps towards him, kneeling down to look him in the eye. She was dressed in a white bathrobe, loosely tied together at the waist.

She stopped when their heads were level with one another, though it meant she had to crouch quite low. They stared at each other. Arthur was surprised to notice that her face was more than twice the size of his own.

He was even more surprised when her large hands suddenly stretched towards him. That was unlike Beth, she’d never grabbed him before. But she was now. Both of her hands snuck under Arthur’s tiny arms, hoisting him into the air.

“There, you want to talk, okay, let’s hear you talk”

Arthur felt completely powerless as Beth stood, lifting him up into the air with relative ease.

Beth continued to hold him at arms length in front of her, as if amazed at how easily she could do so.

“I’ve been too kind to you, little man. Too patient”

She raised her arms up and down, shaking him a bit.

“You’re going to be an action figure soon enough. You know that?” She laughed.

Arthur looked into Beth’s eyes. The friendliness he had been used to was gone now. This was just a pissed off girl.

“I’ll dig in the basement for the rest of my dolls from when I was a kid. You’ll be the same size as them”

Arthur had no choice but to listen to her. How long would she be amused at handling him like a stuffed toy?

“Nothing to say? What’s the matter?”

With that, she instantly knelt down. Arthur’s stomach felt like it was in his throat now. She let go of him, but continued to stand near him, so that he had no choice but to look up to her…way up.

“If you get any smaller I’ll be able to step on you”

With that, Beth raised her barefoot so that it hung over his head. Arthur watched it hover over him, determined not to be scared.

“Why are you doing this, Beth?” he asked her, keeping his eyes on the smooth sole of her foot.

“Mainly because I can” she laughed, still managing to hold her foot high in the air, as if to step on him. “And mainly because I’ve wanted to tease you for the longest time. I never did of course, because you’re my college professor, but now look at you!”

As if teasing him with her hovering foot wasn’t enough, Beth began to lower it towards him. Arthur took at step back, but the sheer length of her leg, made it easy to direct it towards him, while continuing to press down.

“Here it comes” she chimed.

Eventually Arthur had to raise his hands to stop it, pressing up againstvthe smooth sole of her bare foot. It was a completely useless gesture, as she was too strong for him.

“That’s enough! Stop it!”

The smirk on Beth’s face began to fade. She lowered her foot to the groundvwhere it rested on the floor beside him. She looked disappointed.

“Beth, this isn’t funny”

“Neither was what you did last night” she shot back.

“I said I was sorry” said Arthur, lowering his head. “What else can I do?”

Beth took a step back from him, sitting on the edge of a chair.

He felt ridiculous always looking up at her. How could she possibly take him seriously?

Arthur looked around the room and found a big hardcover book. He struggledbto pick it up, hoisting it like a heavy sack of potatoes. He dropped it on the floor, next to her feet. Then he turned, looking for something else, there was another book, which he moved on top of the first one, but that wasn’t enough either. He pulled a seat cushion off a chair in the corner and laid that on top too. While he did this, Beth merely watched him, curious as to what he was up to.

Arthur approached the stack of books and the seat cushion and managed to climb on top of it. Crouching on the miniature stack of items, he noticed that Beth’s knees were on either side of him. He stood up and managed to stand directly in front of her.

Despite her recent cruel streak, Beth seemed mildly pleased that he had done this just to be taken seriously.

“Can I make it up to you?”

Beth couldn’t help but smile at his foolishness. She leaned back on the bed.

“How do you propose to do that?”

Arthur swallowed nervously.

“Well, I…I can promise not to do it again and…”

Beth’s hands slowly pulled open her bathrobe. Arthur stared at her perfectly shaped bosom, partially seen from inside her robe.

Her large hand reached out to him, slowly. Her eyes took on a distant quality, as if her mind was elsewhere.

“Beth…maybe this isn’t a good idea”

He stared as her large hand opened up and her fingers widened. She gently grabbed the back of his head and the next thing he knew, he was being drawn forward towards her, unable to resist her strength.

“Beth!”

It was no use; Beth finished undoing her robe with one hand, while dragging him towards her with the other. When he got close, she lay back onto the bed, her long legs allowing her feet to rest on the floor, while his dangled freely, given the huge difference in their sizes.

“Show me what you did with her,” she said quietly.

Arthur eventually gave up struggling and stared at the new task before him. A big black patch of pubic hair directly in front of his face.

He pushed his head between Beth’s gargantuan thighs, automatically hearing her gasp above him.

Finally his tiny size had revealed something he was useful at...

Marie was humming in the kitchen and was obviously in a good mood. Arthur, himself, wasn’t in too bad a mood either. Sure, the world around him seemed to be growing on a daily basis, but his recent encounters with the two women of the house, Beth and Marie, has shown him a way to keep on their good side.

Now if he could just carry on without the separate encounters with the two giant ladies crossing paths, everything would be fine.

“Morning little bitty Mr. Spence” said Marie, casting him a brief glance as she strode through the kitchen. She was barefoot and wearing her bathrobe, loosely tied together.

“Good morning” he replied up at her.

“I came to your room last night” she said, pouring some coffee, “but you were really sleeping like a little log, so I didn’t bother trying to wake you”.

“Did you need something?” he asked her.

Marie sat at the kitchen table. She grinned down at him.

“Oh, just a little kink in my shoulders…if you know what I mean”

Arthur knew what she meant by this and wasn’t sure whether to be flattered or a bit nervous by her suggestion. He was happy to have pleasured her thevnight before, but certainly never considered that she’d want it again so quickly.

He looked the other way, seeing his cup of coffee waiting for him on the seat of a kitchen chair, which, if he stood on his toes, he could stillcmanage to reach.

He took the cup in his hands, having to hold it with both of them. The cup seemed larger than it had the previous day.

Marie noticed his difficulty struggling with the mug. Arthur managed to take a sip from it and was secretly a bit proud that he could still manage to drink from a regular coffee cup.

That is, until Marie started to laugh.

“Look at that. Even an espresso cup is too big for you!”

Arthur noticed that his cup of coffee was indeed a tiny espresso cup, which to him, seemed quite big just the same.

Marie got off her chair and squatted next to him, her large legs folding into enormous proportions, only half hidden underneath her house coat.

“You’ve got a big morning in front of you, Mr. Spence”

“Oh? Why’s that?” he said, looking up at Marie and trying to gauge just how much he had shrunk since he’d last dealt with her.

“My friend Debra. We’re going to her house, or rather, you’re going to her house”

Arthur set the espresso mug down.

“Why am I going over there?”

“Well, I’m busy this morning and need someone to watch over you”

“I can just stay here with the door locked, can’t I?”

Marie laughed, as if his more suggestion was utterly absurd and infantile.

“No, no” she said, “You can go and spend the morning over there. She’ll appreciate your company”

“What about Beth? Couldn’t I stay home with her?”

“She’s going to school, Mr. Spence. Don’t you remember?”

With that, Marie laughed again, messing up his hair with her big hand, then standing to her full height and laughing again. This little guy is getting harder and harder to take seriously, she thought to herself.

Beth walked into the room and immediately opened the refrigerator door, pulling out some juice. She poured herself a glass and snuck a quick glance down to Arthur, who watched the two girls, wondering if they would own up to what each of them had done with him the past two nights.

“Going to school, dear?” asked Marie.

“Yes. I’m late already” She looked down to Arthur.

“Feeling okay today, Arthur?”

Arthur nodded, aware that she had only recently taken to calling him by his first name.

He watched as Marie looked Beth over. Did she suspect anything had gone on
the night before?

“Well, I’m gone” said Beth. “You’re staying here today?”

“No. I’m going to your mom’s friends house” said Arthur.

“Oh?”

Marie turned to her daughter.

“It’s Debra. You’ve met her before I think”

Beth nodded then looked to Arthur. Was she going to intervene on his behalf?

“Right, well, have a fun day”

Beth headed to the door and left.

Arthur turned back to Marie, who was grinning down at him. She was holding his leash.

“I don’t think that’s necessary, do you?” he asked the giant woman that stood almost three times his height. “I mean I can’t outrun you… I’m not nearly as strong as you are…why the leash? It’s silly, don’t you think?”

Marie laughed a bit and started walking towards him.

“I know I probably don’t need it, Mr. Spence, but it looks soooo cute on you”

Marie held the leash open and slid it over his head.

Arthur, the leash around his neck and under his arms, trotted along, not quite running, but not walking either. He was sweating at the exertion and already a bit tired. It was getting harder to keep up with Marie, even though she was just walking normal speed for someone her size. It was a quiet morning, except for the constant slapping noise Marie’s open toed sandals made as she walked.

Earlier in the walk, he had slowed down even more, trying to alert her to the fact that he was having trouble keeping up with her, after all, Arthur was only as tall as Marie’s kneecap at this point. But his dawdling hadn’t got him any sympathy, merely a sigh of impatience. So, to keep her happy, he doubled his efforts to keep up with his giant owner.

Getting to Debra’s only took a few minutes, but by the time they arrived, Arthur was completely out of breath. He practically had to lean against the side of the house to keep himself from falling over.

Marie took little notice however, but continued to look at the house, waiting for the door to open. It wasn’t that she was mean; it’s just that it never occurred to her that he would be so tired from so small a trip.
Arthur became more and more aware of this, as if the smaller he got, the less attention he commanded from the giants around him.

Debra opened the door and immediately gave Marie a hug. Debra was wearing white shorts and a blouse that only covered half of her stomach. She was Marie’s age, but in even better shape.

“I’m so glad you could come” she said as she embraced Marie.

“Not a problem” Marie returned.

The two of them traded a few conversational words back and forth before either of them even bothered to look down at Arthur. When they finally did, Debra leaned forward, bending her legs and resting her hands against
her knees for support.

“Well, look who decided to come over toooo!” she said in an exaggerated tone, as if talking to a child.

With Debra bending forward like she was, Arthur couldn’t help but see her breasts from the open gap in her blouse. It was obvious that she had provided him a view, but she still made no attempt to cover herself, or to alter her body so that his view was obstructed.

“Going to spend the morning with me?” she asked eagerly, causing her cleavage to jiggle just a bit.

Arthur nodded. “I guess I am. Don’t have too much of a choice, do I?”

Both women laughed at this. Debra once again stood up straight, leaving Arthur to stare at her bare legs. He no longer looked up at the giants around him. It was easier just to stare straight ahead. Less strain on his neck that way.

“I’ll see you in a few hours” said Marie, turning to go.

Debra waved at her, then bent down to Arthur.

“Come on in” she said, holding out her large hand towards him.

Arthur didn’t need her help getting into her house. He refused to take it at first, thinking that doing so would only encourage her treating him like an infant.

But she continued to hold her hand out towards him.

Eventually he raised his arm and presented her his hand, then watched as her long, thick fingers easily engulfed his own, so that his entire hand disappeared within her grip.

She had to stoop of course, in order to hold his hand, but did so without complaint as she lead him inside the house and closed the door behind them.

The morning began normally enough, with Debra treating Arthur almost like he was an average sized man. She sat on the couch while Arthur sat on a nearby footstool.

Debra made some tea. She asked him about his day. About his life. Offered him some food.

As they talked, she lounged back on her large couch and let her sandals fall onto the soft-carpeted floor. “You’re really fitting in well at that house, aren’t you?”

“As well as expected” he said.

“What do you mean?” she asked, “You don’t like it over there?”

Arthur noted the genuine concern on her face, as if she couldn’t comprehend why a tiny man wouldn’t want to be held captive away from his family.

“I like it just fine” he said, “but I have a family too, don’t forget. And I’d like to see them”

Debra’s face took on a bit of what looked like sympathy.

“You have a wife?”

He nodded.

“And a son”

“Oh how terrible”

“Not really” he said, “Providing I can see them again”

“Are they tiny like you?”

“No. It’s just me that’s getting smaller. They’re both regular size, I’m sure. It’s Beth who won the Lotto, so she got to chose this life for me”

Debra fell silent for a moment though if facial expressions could talk, hers would have said “Lucky her”

Arthur didn’t know what to make of her expression, so he stared at the carpet instead.

“You don’t think you’ll ever see them again?”

“I’m not sure,” he said, looking up once more.

“Maybe I could help” she said to him.

Arthur’s face lit up.

“How?”

“I know people” she said, “Important people. People with connections”

Arthur nodded up to her on the couch.

“Oh please. I’ll do anything. Anything at all”

Debra appeared to be thinking on what he had said.

“What could you do for me?” she asked innocently.

Arthur thought on this.

“I’d like you to come over here more regularly for starters” she continued.

“I could do that”

Debra leaned back even further on the couch. Whether she realized it or not, she had spread her giant legs apart ever so slightly.

“Would you really help me with my family? What is it you could do exactly?”

Debra sighed, sensing the tiny man’s urgency. “Whatever I set my mind to, really. My ex-husband owes me a lot of favors, let’s just leave it at that”

Then, without saying anything, Debra’s large left foot leg stretched out so that it came close to being in contact with where Arthur sat.

“But I would need to know that you’re serious about coming here and…entertaining me, for lack of a better phrase”

“What is it I can do?” Arthur asked sincerely. If this woman could help him, he’d stop at nothing.

Debra reached over the back of the couch and closed the curtains, darkening the room a bit. Then her foot moved a bit closer. She raised her leg a bit and leaned back, gently sitting her large foot onto Arthur’s lap.

The heel of her bare foot rested on his thigh. Her toes flexed into the air, large enough that they almost touched his face.

“Would you be a dear and rub my big feet?”

Arthur nodded eagerly. A foot rub wasn’t so bad. He was good at it. And besides, she seemed to want to help him.

Debra sighed enjoyably as his tiny fingers went to work.

Her feet were absolutely enormous compared to his tiny hands. He wondered why in fact she would want a foot rub, since his small size made a rigorous massage very difficult. Then he noticed her peering down at him
from up on the couch. She appeared to be quite delighted. It wasn’t the actual footrub, he thought, but the fact that a miniscule man was kneeling on the floor, attending to her frivolous desires. That must be the appeal, he thought.

Debra continued to peer down at him, delighted that this tiny man was so obedient.

“You certainly listen well” she said down to him.

Arthur looked past the giant woman’s pretty bare toes up to her giant face far away from him, up on the couch.

Silence rose between them as Arthur continued to rub her feet.

“Kiss them, will you?”

He looked up at her. Not sure what she meant.

Debra wriggled her bare toes.

“My feet. Kiss them”

He looked at her enormous bare toes, hovering mere inches from his face since her foot was in his lap. He kissed the tips of her toes. Debra inhaled, enjoying the sensation, but also the sight of a tiny man hovering and tending to her toes.

“Again” she said.

Arthur nibbled at her toes.

“If you want me to help you” she said, continuing her earlier thought, “then I expect you to come over here on a regular basis”

Arthur, the former college professor, continued to kiss the tips of her toes. He nodded.

“And I may…expect things from you” she said, gently pulling her barefoot from his lap.

Arthur looked up, not exactly sure what she meant by that.

“Just tell me” he said up to her.

Debra leaned forward, staring down at the tiny man on the floor.

“Lie on the floor” she said to him.

Arthur pushed himself off the ground, turned and then lay on his back.

“No, on your back”

Arthur did, surprised at how far above him the ceiling seemed.

He turned to see Debra climb from the couch and walk over to him so that she looked down into his eyes. She looked impossibly huge, even bigger than before now that he was lying on the floor.

Slowly, and with a smile on her face, she started to pull down her shorts.

Arthur watched as her they fell to the ground. Her large feet stepped out of her shorts, which she kicked aside carelessly.

“What do you want me to do?” he asked a bit naively, staring up at her immense size.

Debra was a bit red in the face. She looked embarrassed for just a second, as if she too couldn’t believe she was doing this. But then she stepped over him, so that one enormous leg stood on either side of his tiny frame,
facing his feet.

Slowly, she sank downwards, her rear end approaching his upper chest. 

Arthur stared in partial horror as her large, mountainous bum came towards him, her soft cheeks spreading slightly as she squatted over him.

She stopped short of actually sitting on him, mind you, for that would have surely incapacitated the tiny professor. Or worse.

Arthur had up until this point, never felt so small in his life. He stared at her rear end, which softly hovered mere centimetres from his upper chest and face, threatening to squish his life away from him. To snuff him out like a candle.

Debra turned, bracing herself, to look over her shoulder, down at the tiny man she straddled.

“My bottom…it needs some…attention” she said.


* *

Marie eventually arrived to pick Arthur up. Arthur was instructed to wait in the spare room but could definitely hear part of what was going on in the kitchen. It was Marie’s voice he heard. Her distinctive laugh. They were laughing in unison, as if having just heard a very funny joke.

“So you’re feeling better then?” Marie asked Debra.

“Oh, terrific, absolutely. Can he come over again?”

“Yes” said Marie, but not until he works on me a bit too”

They laughed again.

“Was he cooperative? I mean, did you have to force him?”

“I suppose I could have” she tittered, “but it was funner to play with hisvmind a bit”

Debra’s voice instantly lowered, as if confessing a secret.

“If you must know, I told a little white lie”

“Do tell” said Marie.

“Well, he started to talk about his family and how he missed them and all that”

“Oh?” said Marie.

“Yes, so in order to encourage him, I mean, in order to gain the little guy’s trust, I told him that if he came over a couple of times per week, that I’d do what I could to help him see his wife. Aren’t I terrible?”

“Yes”, Marie snickered quietly, “You most certainly are”

* *

Arthur moped home, down at Marie’s feet, silent during the walk home. She was cheerful enough, humming a song to herself, and seeming unaware that there was even a companion at her feet. She had caressed his face and neck while putting the leash back onto him and Arthur was quite certain that she intended to have her way with him upon arriving home.

Normally he wouldn’t have minded, but the encounter with Debra, “servicing” her like he had, had left him exhausted. He had as much energy as he ever had, but quickly found that it took a giant effort to get a giant woman off, so to speak. Debra herself, had taken more than twenty minutes and by the time he had finished, he was exhausted.

Overhearing what he did had left his spirits quite low. All he wanted to do was to lie down, but Marie had other thoughts on her mind.

They entered the house and Marie immediately went to her room to change,vtelling Arthur that she would soon return. He stayed in the kitchen, seeing little point in retreating to his room. He knew what she was after and there was little he could do about it.

Sure enough, Marie emerged into the hallway a minute later.

“Mr. Spence? Can you come here for a minute?”

Arthur walked to the hallway, and faced an amazing sight. It was Marie, completely naked, standing just outside her room, hands braced against the wall.

“Marie, can we do this tomorrow? Or later tonight? I’d really rather…”

“Don’t be silly” she said, “Can’t you see that I’m ready? Now come here”

It was clear that what he had provided as a courtesy to the giant Marie the other night had quickly become something that was expected from him.

Arthur wanted to run away, but it turned out that he didn’t have to. Beth was opening the front door to the house, having arrived home early from school. Arthur watched as Marie darted inside her room, not wanting Beth to see her.

Arthur turned towards the door. Beth spotted him.

“Hi, Arthur” she said, “How was your morning?”

“Oh…pretty tiring”

Beth stepped inside and kicked off her shoes. She seemed a bit rushed. She peaked down the hallway and lowered her voice.

“Is my mom home?”

“She’s in her room I think” said Arthur.

That very moment, Marie emerged from her room, now back to her summery outfit worn earlier. She was a bit flushed, but managed to look surprised at Beth’s arrival.

“Hi honey” she said. “You’re home early?”

“Yeah” said Beth, “I needed to get out of there. Need to work on my final exam”

“I see” said Marie, eyeing Mr. Spence out of the corner of her eye.

“You’re going to go and study then?”

“Yup” said Beth, heading to her room.

Marie looked a bit relieved, thinking that she could still have Arthur to herself. Maybe she’d steal him away to her room for an hour or two?

“Coming, Mr. Spence?” said Beth’s voice from down the hall and causing Marie’s face to sink with disappointment.

“You need him to study?” asked Marie, trying to appear calm.

Beth hesitated for a second.” Yes. He’s going to help me memorize some text” she said.

Arthur looked from one woman to the other, not sure what to do.

Beth held her door open.

“C’mon, Arthur” she commanded.

Arthur began down the hall, leaving a frustrated Marie in the kitchen.

* *

“Thanks, Beth” said Arthur once he was safely inside Beth’s room. “I’m really not up to any more encounters with your mom after this morning”

He looked to Beth, who had already begun to slide off her blue jeans.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

Beth looked at him slyly and put her finger to her mouth, “Shhhh” She then started walking towards him, one giant step after another.

Arthur was a bit alarmed. What was going on?

“Last night was….incredible. Think you’re up to try again? I need you, Arthur.”

Beth had stopped just shy of where he was standing, leaving little Arthur to stare at her bare kneecaps, then crane his head in order to see past her breasts.

“I’ve had a really busy morning”

Beth laughed quietly.

“I’ve been thinking about last night all day long. I couldn’t even concentrate in class. Pleaaassseee?”

Despite being less than an inch from this beautiful, huge body, Arthur remained a bit nervous about the whole encounter. Surely this was the strangest thing that had ever happened to him. He was being passed around
like a battery operated sex machine.

“I’ll let you do whatever you want” said Beth.

“Yeah, but it’s all for you ultimately, right? I mean it’s you who’s getting off”

Beth smirked, then took a baby step forward, so that her bare legs lightly brushed against his face.

“If you want to look at it that way, then yes, it is all about me, but don’t for one second tell me you won’t enjoy yourself”

She was right. He would.

“Okay” he said.

Beth grinned down at him. She took a step back and kicked off her underwear and unsnapped her bra from behind her back. Then she put her hands on her bare hips and smirked.

“C’mon, little professor. You know you want it”

Arthur swallowed, barely able to fathom a more rapturous female body. He nodded and stepped towards her. Beth took a step back for his every step forward, until she gently sat down onto the soft bed, only this time she
didn’t lie back.

Arthur climbed up onto his perch from the earlier night and stared at the wondrous patch of pubic hair. He dove his face into it while Beth gently rubbed his head with her large hands, moaning.

“Who would have ever thought you’d be so much fun, Arthur” Beth said quietly, laughing to herself.