“I think I’m done,” Quinn muttered, slamming the philosophy
textbook closed.
“Same,” Kelly sighed, pushing her own volume away from her,
“you guys want to call it a night?”
“On studying sure,” Derrick said with a grin, “but if you
guys want to order a pizza or something, I’m buying.”
“Yes!” Iris said excitedly, “I’m starving.”
The four of them had gathered at Quinn’s apartment for a
study session. It was a decent sized one bedroom apartment, and between Kelly
and Derrick’s dorm rooms, or Iris’s studio, it had the best living room area
for meeting up.
Kelly had tagged along out of a mix of suspicion and a
desire to keep Derrick out of Quinn’s clutches, but her guard had been lowered
considerably throughout the night. Quinn and Iris were disturbingly… normal,
or at least she didn’t find them particularly offensive.
But let’s take a look around… she thought, peering at
the dark haired girl, “I’m going to go use the restroom,” she said, standing
up.
“It’s through my bedroom,” Quinn said, pulling up a local
pizza place on her phone.
Kelly nodded, walking nonchalantly through and closing the
door behind her. She glanced around Quinn’s bedroom; one wall was adorned with
a poster from a metal band Kelly didn’t recognize. Her eyes lingered a moment
on a single anime figurine, the monster from a well known horror anime, poking
out from a series of dark colored shirts haphazardly thrown over the dresser.
She leaned down to look under the bed next, half expecting
to find a pair of hamster cages for her and Derrick, ready to go, but frowned
as she saw nothing. She rooted around another few minutes, sure she’d find a
bag of “Tiny Food Pellets” or some other indication that Quinn had or soon
would have a tiny captive, but all she came up with was a sock that had tumbled
under the box spring.
“Get lost?” Quinn smirked, crossing her arms as Kelly jumped
up in surprise.
“I-I…” Kelly gulped, then stood up, giving Quinn a steely
gaze, “tinies have to be careful about people,” she said defensively.
Quinn giggled as she saw her sock was still in Kelly’s hand,
“wow, I heard tinies develop a thing for feet, but it’s crazy to see it in
action.”
Kelly’s eyes went wide and she dropped the sock like it was
on fire, “t-that’s not what I was looking for-“
“And what were you looking for?” Quinn asked,
sauntering closer, her smug grin growing wider, “what exactly does an evil girl
who wants to kidnap tinies have that gives her away?”
“I don’t know, cages maybe?” Kelly said, “and glue traps.”
“Like for bugs?” Quinn asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah, mousetraps hurt like hell but they don’t really slow
a tiny down,” Kelly explained, “those god damn sticky boards though-“ she
blinked, realizing Quinn was grinning wickedly at her, then stopped talking
immediately.
“Glue traps,” Quinn giggled, “I’ll have to keep that in mind…”
Kelly glared at her back as the other girl walked back into
the living room where the rest of them were debating pizza toppings, how
does Derrick not see that you’re evil!? She wondered incredulously. She’d
seen this kind of girl before, the weird type who got off on power over other
people… she shivered, and forced herself to follow Quinn. She saw the way he
smiled as the raven haired girl plopped next to him on the couch, her breasts jiggling
slightly beneath her tight shirt, and scowled, oh… right…
“Kelly, you’re into all that Japanimation stuff, right?”
Quinn asked, “pick a movie or something for us.”
Kelly blinked as Quinn tossed her the remote, “Uh… well what
kind of stuff do you guys like?”
“Get weird with it,” Quinn said, leaning back, “Iris?”
“I already made her watch JoJo,” Iris said, chewing her lip,
“so… yeah, she can probably handle just about anything.”
“I haven’t seen an anime since Dragonball,” Derrick laughed,
“but sure Kelly, impress us.”
Kelly looked down at the remote and thought it over, slowly
smiling, “O-Okay, if you’re sure!”
The group began casually comparing taste in movies and TV
shows, and by the time the pizza had arrived the group had drifted into
arguments over the merits of various movie sequels. Kelly found that her tastes
lined up with Quinn’s more than she wanted to admit, and as they laughed
together she realized she hadn’t just hung out with anyone since before she
shrank…
“Finally,” Iris said, getting up to answer the door. She
pulled the door open, “your late-“ she stopped, seeing the short blonde man,
about her own height, handing her the boxes. Like Derrick, he had a Nullifier
on his wrist.
“Sorry about the long delivery time,” he said, handing them
the boxes, “we’re swamped tonight.”
“N-No problem,” Iris said, fighting to keep her gaze off the
Nullifier.
He frowned, noticing where she was staring, then forced a
smile, “Yeah, part of coming back to full size is having a job again, can’t
live in the ex-girlfriend’s doll house anymore, you know?”
“You lived with your ex-girlfriend during your tiny years?”
Quinn asked, raising an eyebrow as the other three occupants of the apartment
turned his way, “isn’t that a little risky?”
“We split on good terms about two days before I shrank,” he
said with a shrug, “I was actually coming by to pick up my stuff when the big
downsizing happened… luckily she’s pretty nice, always was. I guess it pays to
stay on good terms after a breakup.” He glanced at his Nullifier’s clock, “look
guys, I’ve got to get going, lots of houses, you know?”
“Y-Yeah,” Iris said, her heart pounding as she gave him a
goofy grin, “see ya!”
She closed the door and brought the pizza to Quinn’s small
kitchenette, and a moment later the others crowded around the food.
“Odd choice, an ex-girlfriend as your caretaker,” Derrick
said, grabbing a slice.
“He’s lucky he didn’t end up as her slave,” Kelly muttered.
“Oh come on guys, not every big person is evil,” Quinn said,
rolling her eyes. Kelly shot her a glare and Quinn fought a giggle, Oh come
on Kelly, I’m not THAT bad. She took a bite of the pizza, making eye
contact with the other girl. In truth Quinn was starting to enjoy the formerly
tiny girl’s company, Derrick’s too… Remember why you’re in this! She
reminded herself, don’t get soft now…
…
“Okay,” Quinn said, pointing to the empty room’s whiteboard,
“Let’s review “Operation No Outside Food” again.”
“You invite Derrick to that movie he wanted to see,” Iris
nodded eagerly, “but there’s a mixup with the tickets!”
“And it’s tragically sold out!” Quinn giggled, “meaning the
only way we can both get in to see it is if he takes off his Nullifier and lets
me sneak him in!”
“And where will you sneak our poor boy in?” Iris giggled.
“Not sure yet,” Quinn mused, “but once we’re inside, I’ll
get a large popcorn, and my adorable little tiny boy-toy will get to swim and
play in it,” Quinn sighed, “but unfortunately I’m just not looking while I
scoop that popcorn into my mouth and… boom, he goes with it. Derrick ends up as
a concession.”
“And you conveniently don’t notice he’s gone until the
movie’s over!” Iris said, practically leaping out of her chair.
“The only question is how he gets out,” Quinn mused, “well,
overplanning can ruin some of the fun.” She laughed evilly, “the best part is
Derrick won’t suspect a thing!”
…
“Quinn’s going to try to eat you if you go that movie with
her,” Kelly said.
Derrick bit his lip as he stared at the girl blocking the
dorm exit, “Well uh… yeah, I think she might,” he admitted.
“So why are you going!?” Kelly exclaimed, “just stay here
with me, we’ll watch Star Wars without her!”
“But there’s a new one,” Derrick muttered, “and I haven’t
been to the movies since before I got tiny.”
“Do you actually like her?” Kelly asked angrily.
“Well… yeah,” he admitted with a chuckle, “she’s kind of out
there, but…” he sighed, “I kind of wish I’d done what you did…”
Kelly softened, “w-what do you mean?”
“Gone out, ran around when I was tiny,” he explained, “I
spent the last two years in my room, living more like a hamster than a person.”
He smiled, “I want to do some stupid stuff now, seize the day, experience life,
you know?”
Kelly sighed, “fine, have fun, I hope she does eat
you!”
“I’ll stay one step ahead of her,” he said with a shrug,
“besides, it wouldn’t be the end of the world right?”
Kelly just rolled her eyes, “yeah, we heal from just about
anything, but it all still hurts Derrick, have fun.”
“H-Hey guys,” Iris said, startling them both, “Kelly, look
what I have!” She held up a big stack of blue-rays, “I got this big stack of
pirated 90’s animes with the original subs and dubs, swears included, but I
don’t know what they are, so I was thinking you could help me watch and label
them all?”
Kelly rolled her eyes, “this is obviously an attempt to keep
me distracted while Quinn does whatever she’s going to do to Derrick.”
“No way!” Iris said, “I’ve just suddenly developed an
interest in uh…” she glanced at one of the few labeled discs, “Trigun.”
Kelly raised an eyebrow, “Fine, whatever, I’ll play along.”
She shot a glance at Derrick as she ushered Iris into her dorm room, “you enjoy
your date.”
…
“I’m sorry,” Quinn said apologetically as they stood outside
the theater, “I could’ve sworn I bought two tickets…”
Derrick raised an eyebrow, damn, she’s moving fast, “Oh
well,” he said with a smirk, “I guess we’ll just have to go do something else-“
“Unless you want to sneak in,” Quinn said, her eyes flashing
eagerly.
Well Derrick, you wanted excitement, With shrug he
decided to step into the trap, “okay, what’s your plan?”
“Come on,” she giggled, grabbing his hand and slowly leading
him to the edge of the parking lot. She’d parked her car far away from any
others, under a few trees that provided shadows even in the already dim evening
light. She’d picked this spot in the hopes that she wouldn’t be seen, and she
gestured for him to get into the passengers seat while she did one final scan
to see if anyone was watching them.
“Okay,” she said, giving him a smile as the passenger door
closed, “slip off your nullifier, and then I’m going to sneak you in.”
“Just like store bought candy,” he guessed, “but then I’m
tiny and naked through the whole movie.”
“It’s dark in there,” Quinn said, staring him in the eyes as
her voice went low, “I’ll make sure nobody sees you…”
He hesitated a moment, then with a chuckle reached for his
nullifier, “wait,” Quinn breathed, “l-let me do it again.” He raised an
eyebrow, and she blushed, “i-it’s a rush, okay? Getting to be the one that
takes that thing off you…” She bit her lip and leaned in close, and he could
feel her breath in his ear as she continued in a low voice, her hand slowly
creeping down his arm towards his wrist, “think about it, I get to be the one
that turns you from a big, strong, man, into an itty bitty little toy…
do you want to be my toy Derrick?”
“Fuck yeah,” he breathed, offering no resistance as Quinn
fingers found the latch. His world spun as she flicked it open again, giggling
as she watched her date dwindle into the pile of clothing in the passenger
seat.
Quinn took a moment to look at his Nullifier, savoring the
feeling of holding it in her hands, the key to his regrowth, to normalcy, so
much of him was wrapped up in this tiny little wristwatch. A part of her wanted
to just keep it forever, put it on her mantle as a trophy while Derrick was
forced to watch, forever tiny and at her mercy… With a sigh she let the fantasy
go, reaching over and doing the next best thing. She saw his tiny head poke out
of the pile of his clothing, and she looked down at him, smiling and making
sure he saw as she dropped the key to his size into her purse, zipping the top
shut securely and sealing it away from him. The message was clear, he wasn’t
getting big again without her permission.
“Uh… am I going in the purse too?” he asked hesitantly,
watching as Quinn loomed over him, her dark hair falling down the sides of her
building sized face as she stared.
“Nope,” Quinn said with a smirk. She reached down and
pinched his body, lifting him up to her chest. She was wearing a low-cut black
shirt, revealing her ample cleavage. She took a moment to admire his naked body
before lowering him down, parting her breasts with her free hand and sliding
him in. Her soft pillows quickly enveloped him, warm against his body as they
all but molded themselves around his skin.
“Best view in the house,” he whispered.
“Yeah, but you’re going to have to stay out of sight until
we get to our seat,” she said. A single finger came down on his head, gently
pushing him further into the warm valley that easily swallowed him up. She
giggled as she saw him disappear, bringing her hands up to the sides of her
breasts for a minute and jiggling them slightly, making sure he was secure.
She grinned as she stepped out of the car, feeling only the
slightest struggles from her prisoner. From Derrick’s perspective every step sent
ripples through his prison, and he could feel the slight sway in her hips as
she sauntered up to the theater. Quinn’s boobs were his world, he could smell
the floral scent of the soap she’d used that day, and the sound of the outside
world was muffled and faraway… it was almost hypnotic.
“Large popcorn and drink,” Quinn said to the concessions clerk,
“extra butter…” She bit her lip as he handed her the snacks, and with a
grin she carried them to the theater, already imagining her tiny toy struggling
amid the puffy popcorn pieces, coating his delicious little body in a layer of
extra flavor.
She glanced around the theater as she walked in, seeing only
a handful of other patrons. She stalked up to the top corner of the theater,
picking the seats where she wouldn’t be seen or heard, and with a smug and victorious
sigh, sat in the seat just as the lights dimmed and the trailer began. This was
it, the culmination of her fantasy, it was finally going to happen.
Derrick felt an enormous pair of fingers dip down into his
prison, and he blinked as the light from the movie screen stung his eyes as his
giant date withdrew him from captivity in her cleavage.
“Enjoy the ride?” she asked, enjoying the dazed and blissful
expression on his face.
“B-Best way to travel,” he managed. He looked down at her chest
almost longingly as she dangled him by one arm in front of her face. He’d heard
other tinies would often be carried in such intimate places… but this was the
first time he’d experienced it himself. He fought the urge to fight against her
fingertip and dive back into that paradise, but as the opening crawl of the
movie began, he started to come to his senses.
“How about a little popcorn?” Quinn said sweetly, lowering
him down onto the pile of popped kernels. She released him, and he fell into
the tub, splashing the pieces around as he sank into them.
“I love popcorn!” he laughed excitedly, wading through the tub
and trying not to sink, it was a lot like being in a ball pit, staying near the
top was a constant effort until he managed to get to the edge and hang his arms
out. Once he was secure, he grabbed one of the pieces, easily the size of his
head, and took a bite while Quinn looked on, amused. “Food isn’t as good when
you’re tiny,” he explained, “the textures are all wrong… but popcorn’s
different, it’s still pretty good, so I ate a lot of it during my tiny years.”
“I like it too,” Quinn said, popping a piece in her mouth, “I
could eat it all day…” she reached down, taking another handful just behind
Derrick, forcing him to shift his position slightly as the mass of popcorn
shifted. Look at you, she thought excitedly, just begging for it… She
looked around the theater, the handful of other people were engrossed with the
scene playing out on the screen, as was Derrick, completely oblivious to her
hungry gaze. She slowly reached for him, licking her lips and savoring the
salty taste of the popcorn butter, eagerly anticipating the next morsel.
“This is really nice,” he said suddenly, not turning around.
She paused, her hand halfway to him, “what do you mean?” she
asked.
“Well, when I shrank, there was a lot I thought I’d never do
again,” he said, still staring at the movie screen, “going on dates, going to
the movies… I know it’s silly, but… well it means a lot, thanks for going out
with me.”
Don’t choke up, she scowled at herself, just grab
him and… and… She sighed, grabbing a piece of popcorn instead of the tiny
boy, letting him enjoy the opening of the movie undisturbed.
“So, give me the story behind this guy in the black helmet,”
Quinn said, soft enough not to disturb the other patrons.
Derrick turned around, looking up at her incredulously, “you’re
joking, have you never seen one of these movies?”
“Nope, I know he’s some guy’s father and that’s about it,”
Quinn said.
Derrick rolled his eyes, “so let’s start with the Force,” he
said, “it’s like this mystical power…”
…
“And so somehow Palpatine returned,” Derrick explained as
the final credits began to roll, “and that was how the sequel trilogy ended.”
“Wow,” Quinn laughed as the other patrons filed out of the
theater, “so you’re saying this one was just a spinoff?”
“The Return of Dash Rendar, yeah,” Derrick explained, “I can’t
believe he got his own movie, but I thought it was pretty good.”
“We’ll have to watch those older movies together sometime,”
Quinn said with a sigh. I can’t believe I just let the chance go by… well,
he had a good time at least. And she had too, to be honest, she didn’t
really care for science fiction, but Derrick’s passion for the movie series was
cute, and so was he…
Derrick stared ahead a moment, thinking, so obviously she
was lying about the movie being sold out, he thought, looking at the nearly
deserted theater, and she put me in a popcorn bowl and everything… Kelly
was definitely right, Quinn had set him up to be small, and she’d put him in a
compromising spot in the middle of her snack… and she hadn’t gone for it. Maybe
Kelly’s wrong, she’s not into that whole thing after all? He thought a
moment, then smiled, deciding to test the waters.
“Aw man,” he said, looking down at himself, “I got covered
in butter sitting in the popcorn for the whole movie, I can’t put my clothes on
like this I’ll ruin them.”
Quinn licked her lips nervously, “I could wash you off in
the bathroom sink or something…”
The two of them were completely alone in the theater now,
the very last of the credits were rolling across the screen, illuminating the
two of them in a soft blue glow. From his spot in the popcorn tub, Derrick
could tell he’d hit a nerve with her, and, fighting a laugh, he decided to keep
going.
“No, the faucet would be too cold,” he said blithely, “or
too hot… I’ve had plenty of showers in sinks to know these places are going to
suck for it…” he sighed, “if only there was someplace warm I could go to get all
this greasy butter off of me…”
“Okay,” Quinn snapped, “a-are you teasing me right now, or
what-“
“Yes,” he laughed, enjoying how he’d flustered the giant
girl after an evening of being her plaything, “seriously Quinn, the movie was
sold out?” he gestured around at the empty seats, “you wanted me small from the
moment you invited me out.”
Quinn sank into her chair, not wanting to make eye contact, “yeah…
sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he laughed, “I had a good time...” he
hesitated a moment, chewing his lip and trying to decide if he really wanted to
take the next step. “Whatever you were planning to do… y-you can do it,” he
gulped, “if you want…”
Her eyes lit up, and she loomed over the popcorn bowl, a
predatory smile coming over her face as she leered down at the tiny boy. She
licked her lips, reaching for him, and pinching his torso between her fingers
as she lifted him up.
“You sure?” she giggled.
He just nodded, too nervous to say anything else as he was
brought to up to her enormous mouth. Her pillowy pink lips parted, and he watched
her tongue, as long as his body, slowly slide over them. He gasped as it moved
towards him, the wet, warm, muscle, slowly sliding its way up his body.
“Mmm…” she giggled, her eyes widening, “mostly popcorn
butter but… there’s definitely a bit of your… flavor, under there.”
Derrick gulped, tinies supposedly had a “flavor” unique to
each individual, something to do with changes to their body chemistry from the
shrinking. He’d always been morbidly curious to know what his own was, but
having spent the tiny years in the care of family, he’d never been tasted by
anyone. He was about to ask Quinn, but his thoughts were cut off as her lips
closed around his body, trapping his upper half inside her mouth. He struggled,
panic suddenly overwhelming him as he realized it was really happening. She
slurped him inside her mouth easily, his lower half quickly sucked in with the
rest of him.
Quinn moaned, leaning back in the theater seat and letting
her tongue run over the tiny man. She sucked on him like a piece of hard candy,
quickly slurping the remaining butter and salt off his little body. Then came the
real taste, Derrick’s flavor…
“Mmm…” she couldn’t help herself, it was all she could do not
to stick her hand down her pants right there in the empty theater, as it was her
hand traced over the outside of her jeans as her arousal spiked. He was rich,
velvety and smooth… like a caramel, sweet with notes of something slightly
earthy… cinnamon maybe? She sucked on him again, parsing the flavor and pinning
his struggling body against the side of her cheek.
Derrick couldn’t see anything, buffeted around in her mouth
while her spit filled his mouth. He coughed slightly, tinies didn’t need much
oxygen, but it still threw him off to be nearly drowning in his date’s saliva
as she savored the unique flavor that shrinking had given his body.
“Oh god,” he gasped as her tongue flipped him over, grinding
against his crotch.
A tiny’s flavor peaks at the moment of orgasm, Quinn
thought with a giggle that rumbled Derrick’s world, so come on… pop for me Derrick!
Derrick’s eyes rolled back as he was ravaged by the smooth
motions of her wet tongue against his body. His legs involuntarily wrapped
around it, his hips bucking as the slimy appendage easily overpowered him. A
powerful orgasm rocked his body, causing him to yell out helplessly in Quinn’s
mouth, a sound only she would hear, and only barely at that, as he sprayed
across the tongue that was now seemingly milking him for all he was worth.
Oh yes, Quinn groaned as the flavor intensified,
keeping her mouth sealed tightly shut to keep her snack from escaping, that
is just… amazing! Her head tilted back as Derrick’s orgasm came to a close,
the burst of flavor subsiding as saliva filled her mouth.
*Gulp*
Derrick screamed one final time, in fear rather than
pleasure, as he was sent rushing down the flume of her throat, her saliva
easily washing him down the tight opening. Powerful muscles squeezed him on all
sides as Quinn felt the lump move down her throat. There was a slight pause,
then she felt him plop into her stomach.
“Fuck yeah,” she breathed, collapsing against the back of
the chair. She patted her tummy with a giggle, enjoying the feeling of the tiny
man’s movements inside her as he explored his new surroundings. There was a
warm feeling emanating from him, almost like she’d drank a hot beverage, or a
shot of strong liquor… She’d read about this, that tinies just felt good when
they were inside you, but experiencing it firsthand was another thing entirely.
Supposedly ingesting a tiny had all sorts of health benefits, she wasn’t sure
how much of that was true, but it certainly felt nice… It filled her
with a certain confidence, a euphoria from being at the top of the food chain…
Quinn stood up, a smile on her face as she strutted down the
movie theater aisle, casually tossing the popcorn tub in the trash as she left.
With each step the gooey mush of Quinn’s digested popcorn sloshed around Derrick
as he struggled to make sense of his dark surroundings.
I’m in her stomach, he thought, a mix of awe, excitement,
and fear eating at him. He fought a wave of panic, forcing himself to lean
against one of the walls of his dark prison. He could feel a tingle on his
skin, and he forced himself to calm down, you’re not going to dissolve, he
told himself, it might get… uncomfortable, but you’re a tiny, you can heal
from just about anything. It was one thing to tell yourself that, but
sitting here, sloshing in a pool of half-digested movie snacks… He took a
breath and let himself sink down to his neck in the mush, he just needed to calm
down…
Quinn hummed happily to herself, the sound audible in a
rumbling way to the tiny man trapped in her belly. She took a final few sips of
her soda, and inside her stomach the fizzy liquid rained down on Derrick’s dark
prison, causing him to blink and sputter in surprise. Satisfied with her drink,
Quinn tossed it in the trash can, leaving the theater.
Now how exactly do you get a tiny out? She mused. She’d
read a lot about what other women did with their tiny snacks, but her
own plan hadn’t really gotten that far. She glanced at a pharmacy that shared a
parking lot with the movie theater, and with a shrug she walked towards it.
“Can I help you find anything?” the bored clerk, a middle
aged black woman, asked as she entered.
“Antacids,” she said, “and…” she thought a moment, “dental
floss.”
The clerk raised an eyebrow and smirked, “odd combo…”
Quinn bit her lip, her face going red a moment, “yeah… I
guess it is.”
“Well,” the clerk began, walking out from behind the counter
and leading her to a shelf, “you’ll want this brand,” she hefted a packet of dental
floss, “it’s nice and thick, you can tie some knots in it to help a tiny climb
out of anyplace he might have found himself trapped, just make sure you tie it
to something before you… send a line down to him.”
“Right,” Quinn said, nodding and letting herself smile as
the clerk led her to antacids.
“Now do you want it to hurt, or is your snack a good boy?”
she asked, crossing her arms.
“Good boy,” Quinn replied without thinking, “that is… he let
me do it I mean.”
The clerk nodded, handing Quinn a brand of extra strength antacids,
“remember to take these before you fall asleep if he’s not out by then.”
“Thanks!” Quinn said excitedly, going to the register to pay.
“And remember, treat him real nice whenever you… retrieve
him,” the clerk said with a wink.
Quinn nodded, taking her purchases with a smile and heading
back out the door. She couldn’t help but run a hand over her belly as she walked
to her car, savoring the warm almost buzzing feeling that Derrick was giving
off as his tiny body reacted with her stomach. She got into her driver’s seat
and sighed happily.
“Derrick,” she said, “tap the side of my stomach if you can
hear me…” she giggled at the ticklish feeling of someone tapping inside her
belly, “okay so… I think you’re going to stay the night with me. Tap once if
you want out, and twice if you’re okay with that.” She waited, then fought a
laugh as a pair of ticklish taps hit the inside of her belly. “Okay then…” she
started the car, eager to get home.
…
“So most of these aren’t official dubs,” Kelly said, looking
over the pile of anime blue-ray discs the pair had been viewing throughout the evening.
“Yeah, I figured that when the characters started cursing
each other out and giggling during the big fight scene,” Iris laughed.
The pair of them had retired to the dorm’s common area after
an evening of viewing the pirated cartoons. Overall it hadn’t been a bad time, they’d
each gotten sodas from the dorm’s vending machine, and were simply killing time
now. Kelly knew the whole thing was to distract her from “saving” Derrick, but
at this point she didn’t care, it was nice to have normal, or mostly normal
friends again after the relative social isolation of being tiny, and all things
considered he’d probably be fine… probably.
“Oh my god, Lifesavers!?” a girl’s voice called.
Kelly’s heart leapt, “oh god no…” she muttered, trying to
sink into her chair.
“What?” Iris asked, looking at the approaching girl.
“It is you, Kelly Lifesavers,” she giggled.
Kelly turned with a growl, seeing the petite Asian girl in
the stylish clothing, an expensive looking latte in one hand as she texted on
her phone with the other.
“Penelope,” she muttered angrily, “just fuck off, I’m with a
friend-“
“Hi, I’m Penelope,” the girl giggled, pocketing her phone
and reaching out to shake Iris’s hand.
“I’m Iris,” the redhead said, raising an eyebrow, “do you
know Kelly or something?”
“Oh yeah, me and Lifesavers go way back,” Penelope laughed, “wow,
look at you… all big again huh?”
“Yeah,” Kelly spat, “now seriously fuck off or-“
“Oh my gosh you’re still all cute and fighty!” Penelope
said, reaching for her phone again, “I’ve got to tell everyone you’re
going to school here!”
“Hey!” Kelly said angrily, standing up, “don’t-“
“Do you want to know why we called her Lifesavers?” Penelope
said, turning to Iris with a grin.
“I think you should probably go,” Iris said uncomfortably.
“When she’s tiny she tastes like the candy,” Penelope said
without missing a beat, “the cherry ones specifically.” She laughed, “the story
about how we found out is hliarious, seriously when she first shrank she tried
to keep going to school for a few weeks-“
“ENOUGH!” Kelly snapped, “get out of here or I’m going to
kick your ass!”
Penelope paused, then slowly smiled. She’d gotten the rise
she wanted out of the other girl, and she giggled slowly as she put her phone
back in her pocket. The tension in the room rose as she stepped closer to Kelly,
placing her cup on the table.
“You’re going to kick my ass Kelly?” Penelope teased, “all I’ve
got to do is get that thing off of you, and you’re a fucking candy again.”
“Hey!” Iris said angrily, standing up, “s-seriously, get out
of here!” She gulped nervously, she’d never been good at standing up to bullies,
or anyone really, that was one of the things Quinn was good for, but Quinn wasn’t
here… Still, she had to say something.
Iris fought not to breathe out a sigh of relief as Penelope
regarded the two of them, then with a scowl picked up her drink, stepping away
from the table.
“Everything okay out here?” Danielle called from the RA’s
desk at the front of the dorm. She’d appeared from somewhere suddenly, and the
last of the tension left the room.
“Yeah,” Penelope said with a smile, fishing around in her purse
a moment, “just saying hi to an old friend from high school.” She grinned as
she pulled something from her bag, and with a giggle tossed it to Kelly, who
caught it out of the air. “See you around!” she called as she walked down the
hall to her own room.
Kelly looked at the small tube in her hand and scowled, seeing
the half-eaten pack of Lifesavers candy, with a bright red cherry flavored one
next in line. Without another word she tossed it towards a trashcan across the
room, feeling momentary satisfaction as she scored a basket and the candy
tumbled in.
“Thanks for having my back,” Kelly said, sitting back down
with Iris and sighing.
“No problem,” Iris said, “who was that anyway?”
“Just a bully from high school,” Kelly muttered, “she was
always a pain in the ass, but she was a bigger one once I got tiny…”
“Well uh… stay away from her during your tiny days I guess,”
Iris said uncomfortably, “lock the door to your dorm…”
“Please, I have safehouses all over campus already,” Kelly
said dismissively, “like I’d really just be a sitting duck in that little tinyhome
on the desk…” she chuckled, “I might have to spend a few days a month at my tiny
size, but none of you bigs will have any idea where I am when it happens.”
Iris bit her lip, “you uh… don’t have to go into
hiding.”
“Iris, no offence, you and Quinn aren’t as bad as I thought,
but I don’t want to spend my tiny days around you two,” she smirked at Iris’s embarrassed
expression.
Their conversation was interrupted by someone else entering
through the dorm’s main entrance, the same young pizza delivery boy from the
other day. Iris’s eyes lit up as she saw him walk up to Danielle’s desk,
leaving the RA her food and nodding as they exchanged pleasantries.
“H-Hey!” Iris said, waving.
He paused, then smiled as he recognized them, “oh, hey
girls, funny running into you two again.”
“Yeah well, students love pizza,” Iris said awkwardly.
“Well, my name’s Paul, maybe I’ll see you around again
sometime?” he said, waving goodbye.
“I-Iris!” she called, “mine’s Iris!” she wasn’t sure if the
pizza boy had heard her before the doors closed, and she went red with embarrassment
as she sat back down, turning to Kelly, “d-do you think he’ll remember it?”
Kelly just rolled her eyes, laughing softly.