The sexy Natalie was quick to sneak me out of the locker room and I remained dead silent in her purse as I could feel every bounce and step she took. I was much more sensitive to light and sound at my current state and everything around sounded like a blur as I could only see the slightly ajar zipper of her purse from way above me. I think I heard her talking, but even her booming, thunderous voice blended in with the crowd of others around her as she left the busy locker room and headed home.

Absent mindedly, I wondered what time it was, how long I would be stuck this way and what else was in store. My head was still spinning from everything that had happened. I thought my shower with a giantess would be an exhilirating experience and it very well may have been, but I could barely fathom any of it, let alone remember it! I just remember the literal steaminess of our experience together, barely able to make out her massive face from behind the thick billowing clouds. My skin remained sticky and yet still rough from the sweat, heat and various cleaning products that had found their way onto me. She had been nice enough to return my clothes (albeit battered) to me, but my cell phone had been completely ruined and I esentially had no way to get any help or even tell anyone of what had happened.

I heard everything from mindless chatter (from Natalie and others) to loud noises, traffic and everything else on what felt like an eternity worth of travel to Natalie's house. Finally, the vortex of noise stopped and I could think straight for a rare moment. I heard a door creaking open and the sound of a dog parking. My senses returned long enough for me to feel panic, not that it mattered since nobody could see me either. I was nearly perfectly concealed inside her purse... only a thin strip of light found its way towards me. I heard Natalie peacefully humming away to some song she had on her iPod, as if everything was just peachy and this were an average day for her. It seemed like weeks since I considered this stupid stunt of Scott's but it had only been a couple hours, not even.

I was still in a bit in shock, and my body showed it, as I felt my joints stiffen up, my mind hard at work trying to erase thoughts of her dog (who I could only shudder to perceive in its current size, relative to me) and what it could do to me. Worse yet, came the voice of my "captor"

"Hey silly... what's the matter?" Natalie asked, her voice almost child-like as the purse zippers parted long enough for me to be blinded by light which was quickly droned out by her massive face. "You okay?"

I wanted so badly to speak but I could only nod a litle bit, and I'm not even sure if she saw it as a nod, as she continued staring at me without any action for several moments.

"You look so scared..." she said, sounding half worried but also somewhat amused. I dared not tell her that her dog, who may have only been a few feet high was the reason I was scared. She reached her thumb and forefinger down at me, her entire hand appearing as if it were trembling with excitement to posess me. This made me more nervous still, and in fact, so nervous that my body locked in immobility.

I would've screamed or somehow voiced my thoughts if it were possible but I just felt numb as her thumb and forefinger steadied my fragile form between them. This action felt like it took hours but was most likely a casual event to the giant Natalie who whisked me out of her purse effortlessly, using her other hand to remove the iPod earbuds from her ears. Each earbud she removed appared to me as an enlarged space satelitte as she harmlessly unclipped them and let them clatter to her dresser down below. The fall looked staggering to me as I realized I was standing on nothing more than flesh. 

"Well, Bobby?" I heard her say, the sheer wall of noise almost frightening me more, "What's up? You seem really quiet now... I mean, I know you were quiet before but this is even a bit much for you"

I flinched a bit and started to feel the sensations return to my body as she slowly moved herself more onto her bed, bending at the knees and sprawling her body out as if she were a panther, keeping me nestled in her hand, and bringing her fingers inward to ensure I'd stay inside her palm. I finally found the ability to speak.

"Heh, I-I'm sorry Natalie..." I said, at first surprised to even hear audio from myself, "I... I know we just showered together and everything, but for some reason... now I'm just really scared..."

"Oh, I bet!" she chuckled, her laughter echoing off the thickets of her ruffled sheets down below. "You are such a tiny little guy... and well..."

I stood silent and was surprised to see it was her having trouble going on with her sentence. 

"...I guess I'm sorry" Natalie said, although her words sounded somewhat insincere. For the firstt time since this all happened, I noticed her giant pupils weren't making direct eye contact with any part of my body. She directed her gaze straight downward onto her bed, instead of me in her hand. "I'm sorry this happened to you and that we all took advantage of you... and... and... oh god, I can't help it, it was so hot!"

It was strange watching this giant woman before me and even stranger to notice her behavior and demeanor literally changing every moment. She had gone from unsympathetic to nervous, to regretful and then back to dominant. I could tell from her breathing that she was somehow getting aroused again. 

"B-Bobby" she said, sitting up now so that I sat in her hands even higher off the bed, "I know it's wrong but I just loved what we had in the shower... and its not like you didn't get cleaned up afterwards."

Although she followed her words with a suggestive smile, I was unable to see the joy in it for the time being, since the tattered rags on my body were just a farce of a symbol that kept me clothed somewhat. I was still essentially her "thing" and was only granted any decency because she allowed it to happen. 

"You know what?" she frowned, noticing I still hadn't been talking for some time, "I don't even care if you talk, little guy, you know why? Because I own you, and if you don't want to talk, that's fine. It just means I'll come up with things to do with you!"

Just then, the door flew open. Natalie let out a great gasp in the milliseconds that transpired and I felt the floor literally fall out below me. I felt momentarily weightless and terrified as I neared the surface of her bed. Her body tumbled forward briefly as if she were recovering a loose fumble and her hand aligned itself with my helpless body just before I made impact. She had me wedged between her tilted hand and the curve of her breast which sat gently atop me. Although her breast was soft and she wasn't pressing hard against me, there was still a great deal of weight being pressed down on me. If Icould've even screamed, it would've been a pitiful mumble and nothing more. 

In the few seconds this took place, it became more and more apparent that Natalie had made an effort to hide me, as someone else had entered the room. From my vantage point, I saw nothing but I heard another girl's voice.

"Psh, ever heard of knocking?" I heard Natalie ask.

"Sorry, sis" the other girl chuckled, a sort of cockiness to her tone as she spoke, "I just wanted to let you know that Jeff has been texting me more... he still wants to talk to you, it's kind of driving me nuts..."

"i-I don't care!" I heard Natalie retort, with a certain scarceness in her voice.

"Tell him to fuck off! I don't need him, and he sure as hell doesn't need me"

"Ugh, whatever" I heard her sister say, "If you won't handle this I will..."

There was some awkward silence before I heard Natalie's emphatic cries.
"Alex, you damn well better not do what..." Natalie began.

"What do you care?" the giantess named Alex asked, "You've already broken up with him three times! I'll resolve this for you"

"No! Stay out of it, Alex!" Natalie shouted. My ears would nearly be deafened were it not for the massive sound proofing pounds of flesh that restrained my body and face. At this point, Natalie had craned her entire body in the direction of her bedroom door, slightly turning her hand, but I was still safely out of sight and not quite crushed due to the surfaces of her bed keeping me safe from harm. 

I could only hear her sister's michevious giggling fade into the distance before the bed began to move under me again, as if it were alive with motion. Natalie's hand made sure I didn't slip far and she picked me up gently, an apparent frustration on her face, as she glanced at me and back into the distance.

"Sorry, Bobby" she sighed, her anger not directed at me, although I felt it just the same looking into her beautiful blue eyes which appeared to be pre-occupied with other matters. She walked to the door, keeping me lower than her other hand with which she closed her door. She then brought me back to her face. "That's just my younger sister Alex"

"I'm just glad she didn't see me..." I sighed, appreciating Natalie's somewhat painful attempts to hide me. 

"You and I both..." she tsked, "she'd probably try to take YOU away from me too..."

"What?" I asked, startled to hear her say that. She appeared noticeably distraught as she walked me back to her bed and sat down with me in her hand. She placed her hand on the nightstand beside the bed and turned it slightly so I was forced to jump off onto the faux wood surface. Then she contorted her entire body away from me and buried her face in the pillows. I was only able to hear a quiet gurgling as she cried into the surface.

"Natalie...?" I stuttered. I walked closer to get a better look, but I couldn't go too far or I may fall onto the bed or floor below me. "Wh-What's the matter?"
She didn't answer me. I don't know if she was secluding herself or my pitiful squeaks couldn't get her ears which were buried in the pillows. I sighed and watched onward helplessly as she sobbed, waiting for the sounds to subside. Finally, she lay motionless, her back still to me but at least I could be heard.
"Look, Nattalie... it's probably none of my business, but... I'm here if you need to talk... I mean, it's not like I'm going anywhere..."I sighed, forced to face the facts as I stared out into the vast expanses of her room. She was 18, the oldest of the girls in the group who tried kidnapping me, but her room reminded me more of a 15 or younger girl, with posters of the Jonas Brothers and One Direction scattered everywhere and a chaotic mess of paint colors varying from green to pink. I didn't know much about her and always wrote her off as a drama queen but she had showed me genuine kindness and I felt obliged to do the same, even in my small condition. 

The giantess stirred in her bed and turned face-up so I could see her, her makeup running as she covered herself with her hands.

"Oh Bobby... I wouldn't even know where to begin..." Natalie cried

I paused awkwardly, not really sure how to help. I finally said the only thing I could think of. 

"Well, we have time... start from the beginning..." I shrugged.

I never thought this would happen, but even at my puny size, I genuinely felt bad for Natalie...

I watched sympathetically as the dirty blonde girl breathed heavily, her eyes barely making contact with me on her dresser. I sighed and let myself drift to the front of the dresser. I sit on the edge, and let my feet dangle off, as if I'm sitting atop a mountain. Finally, I bring myself to look at Natalie's face, being reminded of how much bigger she was than me at the present time.

"Look, Natalie, maybe it's none of my business" I said, trying to come up with anything to break the silence. As if she didn't hear me, (and she may well not have), she began to speak herself.

"Well, Bobby, my sister Alex is just... ugh!" she said, her words tinged with confusion and fear. Was she really worried about her younger sister? I wasn't able to even see her in the chaotic aftermath of their encounter, but I couldn't imagine Natalie had anything to worry about. "She's so lucky... she's such a lucky bitch"

"Lucky how?" I asked.

Natalie began to stand up slowly, her lumbering form towering into the heavens. It was almost as if I wasn't present in the room at all as she went off in a rant, only occasionally looking in my direction. Even though she didn't stray far from the dresser near her bed, I felt like she was miles away as she circled the area. 

"She's got a perfect body, the guys all love her, she gets along with all my friends too and tries to make me look like a dork! I was finally starting to feel BETTER about myself and ever since she started high school, things have gotten even worse... again!"

"Wh-What do you mean, again?" I sputtered, trying to follow Natalie's words. She walked back towards me and knelt in front of the dresser. As I got a closer view of her face, I could see more clearly the red splotches from where she cried and her eyes which were still overcome with emotion. 

"I used to be so shy, Bobby, you don't even know" Natalie said, almost ashamed as she lay her head downward. 

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, it was hell... I have..." she said, choking up slightly, "anxiety problems... and... I don't know, I don't like to talk about it. Never have"

"You never seemed that way to me" I admitted.

"Tsk, well of course not" Natalie said, trying to resume her usual smile. "I've always tried to play it off, I never let anyone see inside me... but Alex... ever since she was old enough to talk, has always thought its funny to embarass me, or worse, steal my boyfriends"

"That is pretty ridiculous" I said, "I always just thought there was a code between brothers and sisters that they wouldn't do shit like that"

"You'd think, right?" Natalie said, with a half-hearted shrug, "but nope... and she gets away with it too... because she's so fucking gorgeous"

"Calm down, Natalie..." I said, "You're gorgeous too?"

"psh..." Natalie said, a sheepish smile overtaking her as her face started to flush red. "You don't really think that..."

She drew back from me a bit, almost as if she were scared, but that'd be preposterous considering my current size. After a few more seconds, she moved slowly closer to the dresser, her face getting closer to observe my body. She pulled a single hand towards me, pointing at me with her long index finger. I was momentarily afraid she was going to poke me with it, but she was merely pointing.

"You're probably just saying that because you're afraid of me" Natalie said, "You're just trying to flatter me... and it's not going to work"

"No, that's not true... I-I mean yes, I am kind of afraid" I admitted, eliciting a small gasp from Natalie, "but that's not it at all, I swear"

"Yeah sure" Natalie said, giving me a skeptical look. At this point, I couldn't tell if she was going to be smiling or angry next, which made me ever more nervous as she opened her palm up wide, like a butterfly, showing no concern for me as she threw her fingers around me like a net. 

"N-Nat?" I asked, scared as I was being muffled by her hand, "Wh-What are you doing?"

She had closed her hands on me, moving her fingers slightly as if she knew how I'd position myself. She allowed my body enough room to squirm between them, but not much more. In short time, she had wrapped my entire body into her hands, each finger gently pressing on me to make sure I didn't fall. She stood up now and gazed at me with that same look. Her eyes were slanted down at me with skepticism. 

"All you guys are the same" she scoffed, "At least if Alex DID take Jeff from me, she'd almost be doing me a favor.. he was such a jerk... and YOU'RE not much better"

"Wh-What? Me?!" I squeaked, "What'd I do?"

"Uh geez, let's see, you SHRUNK YOURSELF to spy on some girls showering, you pervert!" she said, her spit temporarily showering me. "I felt bad for you at first but you know what? You got what you deserved! You try spying on women like they're ANIMALS? Like they're just something for you to see..."

"N-Nat,please..." I shuddered.

"Shut up!" she yelled. "Here's how it's going to go... all you guys want to treat women like they're your PROPERTY, but guess what? We're not, and there's usually not much we can do about it, but this time... you ARE my property..."

"Wh-What?" I gasped.

"Yeah, that's right!" she said, panting as if she were out of breath, looking at my body as if she were a crazed lioness. "You're not a person anymore, Bobby, you're my property! You like that? You like being treated like garbage?"

I remained speechless in her trembling hand, feeling her grip restrict my body. In the moments that followed my eyes quickly scanned over her room, noticing all the posters she had of boy bands and other male personalities. She fancied boys as much as anyone I knew fancied women. The problem here was, I was essentially a physical representation of her fantasy... to own a man. 

"Now I suppose you're going to tell me you're a nice guy, right?" Natalie said, "They all do... they all make mistakes and tell me how nice they are, and how they meant well, and they'll change, and they'll respect me, but it's not going to work this time, Bobby, and do you know why it's not going to work?"

I nervously shook my head. 

"Because you were scum to me right off the bat" she snarled, her words digging into me almost as deeply as her fingertips around my waist. "You showed your true colors right away, sneaking into a girls locker room to get off! Psh, at least you were honest, but that doesn't change anything!"

My heart was racing as my body felt overheated. I couldn't believe how quickly things had changed and my emotions suddenly seemed irrelevant. I now only felt primal fear, as if my being was in danger. The worst part is, my subconscious agreed with a lot of what she said. I had been a jerk for what I had done... but did that mean I deserved death?

After a few heated moments of her staring at me like a wolf, she suddenly broke down. She knelt to the floor, keeping me in her hands, but her grip loosened quickly. I fell pathetically into her other hand as she seemed to be losing control of her own body. 

"Oh Bobby!" she said, weeping bitterly as she held my laying body in her palm, "I'm so sorry!"

I looked up at her face, confused, "Sorry...? For what?"

"For what I just did... oh my gosh... did I hurt you?" Natalie asked.

"N-No...I'm okay" I said, although I did feel some stiffness in my neck. 

"Ok good... I'm so sorry, don't you EVER let me treat you that way again" Natalie said, sounding huffy. She almost made it sound like I had a choice. "Do you promise?"

"Huh?" I stuttered, unable to understand the nature of her question.

"Promise you won't let me treat you that way again" Natalie said, in a somber tone, "promise me that you won't let me treat you like a toy, or a piece of meat... that makes me as disgusting as a perverted man... no offense"

"I-I...I can't do that" I said

"Why not?" Natalie cried.

"Because I'm ... I'm guilty... of everything you said, and furthermore, I'm only 3 inches tall... I can't control anything you do... nor would I want to" I said, almost crying myself. 

Natalie continued to just weep, the tears flowing freely and dripping near my body. Some of them would get lost in her wavy, frizzy hair, getting caught between the millions of strands and dripping in differing patterns to the floor. 

"Pl-Please don't cry" I said. "I'm sorry this happened, I really am... I... I don't know what else to say"

Still, her crying continued. 

"Please Natalie... I'm really sorry... I think... I think you're a beautiful person and..." I started, noticing her momentarily stop her crying. I was afraid she may turn on me again, so i stopped speaking. 

"Yes, Bobby?" she said, in almost a whisper, "you think I'm beautiful and...?"

"...and... I mean that in every way, not just your looks" I continued, sighing with relief, "I think you're a really decent person with great qualities and I'm sorry that you've dealt with anxiety... I have too... why do you think I'm always so shy? Why do you think I've never had a girlfriend? Probably for the same reason I have to resort to stupid shit like shrinking myself to see some girls... I mean, c'mon... if anyone's pathetic here, it's me..."

I began to feel myself spiral into a similar depressing cycle. I had momentarily forgotten that I was supposed to be cheering Natalie up. Luckily, my words had gotten through to the giant girl.

"Oh Bobby, you're so sweet" she sighed, "Thank you so much, but don't feel so down on yourself.... you're just a little small, but you'll make a wonderful boyfriend someday..."

"You think so?" I asked, not sure whether to be flattered or concerned that she hadn't mentioned returning me to normal.

"Of course..." she said, and got up with me cradled in her hand, smiling contently as if nothing ever happened. "Now look, I'll be right back. I just gotta get changed and fix my hair... I dont want you seeing me like this... I probably look hideous"

"N-No you're fine..." I said, as she slowly lowered me onto her dresser.

"You're just being nice, but it's fine" Natalie said, "look, I can't have anyone seeing you or anything, so I need you to stay in here"

She slid out a drawer in front of me which was mostly empty. I looked up at her with fear.

"N-Natalie, please no... it looks really uncomfortable in there" I said.

"I'm sorry, Bobby" Natalie said, with a shrug, "but you really don't have any choice... I'll be back in a few, ok?"

Natalie nonchalantly swept her hand behind and lowered me into the drawer, sliding it shut. I was left in thick darkness and silence. Geez... what had I gotten myself into? 

"Please stop..." I uselessly mumbled, as I was continually squished into Alex's vagina. I didn't even know what the point was. With each subsequent move she made on me, I felt weaker and more weighed down by her juices. She finally let out a long moan and her hand trembled away from me, almost afraid of how much power I had over her body. I meekly let myself rest too, staying between her thighs but giving myself more room to move. Just as suddenly as there had been an eerie calm between us, that calm was about to be broken by Natalie's furious knocking.

"Alex, open this door!" her sister proclaimed.

"Uh... no" Alex tsked, with a cockiness to her tone, "why should I? It's a free country"

"What does that even mean?" Natalie grunted, throwing her weight against the door. She had somehow been able to thrust it open and spilled into the room to see the horrific sight. Her nearly naked sister was sitting on her bed, keeping me shielded by her hand, just inches from her womanhood. Natalie could only give her looks of disgust, but looks soon turned to action.

I frantically scampered around Alex's fingers, knowing that I'd be able to while she was distracted. Natalie lunged onto the bed and threw herself onto Alex. As the two titans fought with each other, I tried to keep a safe distance, but it was almost hopeless. Their 2 bodies consumed the bed and I was thwarted at every turn. I could barely hear what they were saying, as their words hastily overlapped one another.

"You give him back --"

"I will not --" "Why do you even --?" "I don't need --" "If you don't --"

Back and forth this struggle went, but luckily it appeared that Natalie was physically stronger than her sister. She kept her pinned down and then scanned the room with her eyes for me. She crouched down like a tigress for a brief moment, trying to spot my tiny self on the bedspread. I snuck around uneasily, not knowing if I wanted to be discovered by either sister at this point.

As I thought I had been hidden by a small lump in the comforter, I realized I wasn't as Natalie softly said my name. I turned towards her but no sooner could I look, Alex had thrown herself on top of Natalie again, smushing her head into the mattress and her thin long arms reached for me. I tried to move but Alex was quick to grip me tightly, her fingers showing no mercy as they held me tightly, determined to press into each other with no regard for my fragile flesh between them.

"ALEX -- PLEASE!!" I screamed, exerting all my effort to emute such a tiny noise. Alex looked down at me with her usual smile, amused by the whole thing. "You're squishing me..."

"That's what you get for trying to get away" Alex smiled,"you should know you belong to me!"

"Stop it, Alex!" Natalie said and pushed her sister hard against the wall, challenging her and approaching her in an intimidating matter. "He belongs to me... so give him up!"

As my eyes had no idea what to focus on, I remained locked into Alex's unforgiving hand, all the while remembering Natalie's recent words that I 'belonged' to her. I didn't want to 'belong' to anyone. I just wanted to be normal again!

"Give him to me now!" Natalie growled, pinning her sister to the wall. Alex was at a disadvantage since one hand was tied up by holding me. She tried to use her other hand to push Natalie away but Natalie simply pressed her body onto Alex, keeping her against the wall with nowhere to move. Alex made sure to elevate her other arm (the one holding me) above Natalie's head as if she were a basketball player attempting a hook shot.

"C'mon now, sis" Alex laughed, "You don't want him to die, do you?"

Natalie gazed up in horror as Alex loosened her grip on me, playfully slipping me around between her fingers until she held me from the back of my tattered shirt, which was already close to ripping. A fall from that height would send me to my death for sure was all that I could think as the distance below appeared to spiral into ambiguity.

"Alex... please... don't" Natalie said, her voice on the edge of tears. "Whatever you do... please... don't"

"Too late" Alex chuckled, and let me fall from her grip, pulling back her one remaining finger. This was it... I was goign to die. I closed my eyes and felt myself grow heavier and heavier as it seemed the fall was ripping apart my very being. Just when I thought it was the end, I found myself back in Natalie's soft hands.

"I gotcha" Natalie sighed, "I won't let you get hurt"

I sighed with optimism but this was short lived, as Alex retained her dominance with a powerful thrust into her sister. The force sent me flying, but Natalie made sure to steady her hand so I stayed upright. I bounced out of her palm and onto her sisters thick carpeted floor. I fled without even thinking as the two sisters continued to fight each other on the bedroom floor. I know Natalie saw me make my getaway (at least, I thought so) as her eyes had briefly made contact with mine, but Alex may have been under the impression that Natalie still had me. I scampered freely into the hallway, feeling strangely relieved to be out of the room altogether. Granted, now all I had to do was navigate my way around a giant house.
Before I could even get that thought out of mind, however, another noise came frighteningly down towards me. But this sound wasn't human. It was definitely the sound of Natalie's dog and my fears were confirmed as the dark sienna colored german sheperd scurried up the stairs to find my location. At that moment, I decided maybe I did want Natalie to find me... hell, I'd even settle for Alex at this point... 

The ferocious beast snarled at me, its nose flexing in and out as it sniffed me. I couldn't believe this massive dinosaur looking creature was just a common housepet. I backed away slowly, hoping to make it away safely but I'd have no such luck. Even my slightest movement alerted the dog to begin barking, its thunderous noise sending me to the floor, nearly crying. The barking alerted the 2 girls from Alex's room and they thrust themselves both towards their pesky dog. I ran as fast as I could to avoid the tumbling bodies.

"You idiot!" Alex sputtered, wrestling with her sister on the ground as their startled pooch tore off into the other room, "You let Lyle out? With the little guy in the house?"

"Oh shut up!" Natalie retorted, "Like I knew he'd escape... I was just going to keep him in my room, but then you had to go and --"

"You bitch!" Alex yelled, and pulled roughly on Natalie's smooth blonde hair, causing her to scream. The 2 girls remained wrapped up in each other, pulling and kicking one another while I crept slowly towards an open door. It was cracked only slightly and turned out to be only a closet.

The girls arguing became quieter at last and they seemed to recede into the distance. Curious, I crept out from behind the closet door and looked around. There was no sign of either of the girls or the giant dog, who apparently was named Lyle. I walked down the hallway with a little more contentment. For some strange reason it was just nice to be in a quiet area.

Before I could savor it, there was a loud slamming noise and Alex and Natalie both stormed out from around a corner. I attempted to hide by clinging to the sides of the walls. Hopefully neither of them would think to look down towards me. I could hear their childish bickering continue.

"See? How hard was that?" Alex tsked.

"Oh shut up, you're not nearly as smart as you think you are" Natalie said.

"You're right, I'm smarter!" Alex laughed.

"Blah blah blah" Natalie chuckled, sounding more like the Natalie I knew from high school, "None of this solves anything... just because you locked Lyle up in the den doesn't find Bobby"

"Psh, whatever" Alex said, "I just can't believe you bothered naming him"

"Naming him? What are you talking about?" Natalie asked. "That's his name"

"So?" Alex asked, "Name him whatever you want, what's he going to do about it?"

"That's mean, Alex!" Natalie said.

"Oh, I'm mean... you're the one who shrunk the guy" Alex laughed.

"That's not true!" Natalie replied defensively, "I didn't shrink him"

"Oh, so I'm supposed to believe he just shrunk himself?" Alex laughed cruelly, as they rounded another corner and faded into the distance. I tried to make out the rest of their conversation but I couldn't bear to hear it anymore.

I was being talked about as if I were some kind of pet, or plaything. And the worst part? Alex was right... I'd have to be stupid to shrink myself but thats exactly what I did. Now I had no idea when or if I'd ever return to normal height and was pretty much subject to whatever awful treatment anyone had in store for me.

I walked down the hallway to follow Natalie and Alex from a safe distance. They were headed into another room, and I saw another giantess approach them, presumably their mother. She was a taller figure (well, who wasn't at this point) who looked a lot more refined than her daughters. She bore a slight resemblence but dressed more conservatively, with a red sweater vest on, and from what I could tell, Natalie and Alex put on yet another act around her, appearing more well behaved. I couldn't hear everything that was being said but they were being coralled into a dining room to eat, and their mother seemed a bit stern with them.

I slowly crept into the room, being careful to not be spotted. Without the dog to contend with, I felt a bit more confident making my way across the carpet to the dining room table. As I ran, I felt my legs growing weary, a result of the surface against my feet. Making the run felt like dragging myself through a thick dense bush that snarled my feet with each step. Fighting my way towards the dining room table took quite a bit of effort, so I let myself rest against the center table leg, overhearing everything that was said.

"So is there any reason why the laundry wasn't done today?" I heard the elder woman retort.

"Alex was supposed to do it --" natalie started, sounding like a whiny 5 year old for a brief moment.

"Ugh, I was --?" Alex gasped, her pretentious tone filling the air for a brief moment.

"I don't want to hear the excuses..." her exhausted mother sighed, "just take care of it. You girls need to start doing more around the house"

"I do plenty" Alex snapped, "it's Natalie who..."

"Dear, please" her mom sighed, "I know you both do a good job, but sometimes you get a little... lax, and I suppose that's my fault"

"Don't blame yourself, mom" Nataie sighed, "I've just had a lot going on lately and..."

"Oh yeah..." Alex laughed, "SO much going on..."

"Shut up!" Natalie snapped.

"PLEASE!" their mom yelled, even startling me. "Can we just try to get along? You girls are ALWAYS at each other's throats"

"Sorry, mom" the 2 girls sighed, nearly in unison.

As I began to become more comfortable in my surroundings, taking in their ambient conversation, I started to ponder what my next move from here was. I was relatively safe from harm, but did I really want either of the 2 girls finding me? For a brief moment, I even considered finding their mother to take care of me, but it almost didn't matter at this point. I was stuck small for the foreseeable future and I wasn't going to make it out of this house in one piece by myself. Even if I did, where could I go from there?

I never did end up meeting with my friend Ashley because all of this stuff happened... but how could I ever hope to find her now, at my hopeless size? I started pacing outwards, as if I were scouting out the location for some kind of escape plan. I saw the girls' pairs of shoes before me, their ankles stretching upward to a point where I could no longer distinguish them past the massive table.

I notice the pairs of shoes get into a scuffle as they tangled with one another. I heard Natalie shriek as soon as her ankle was struck.

"Alex is kicking me under the table, mom!" Natalie moaned.

"Oh shush, you big crybaby" Alex scoffed and swept her feet away quickly, unexpectedly striking me in the chest.

I fell down and let out a small gasp of defeat, my body helpless as I hit the ground. In my curious state, I had gotten too close to the foot fight and may have tipped off my location. I lay on the ground longer, slowing my breathing but I had a feeling Alex was aware of my presence. I backed off cautiously, before feeling a gentle nudge on the shoulder that momentarily frightened me. I had done it to myself by colliding with the front side of Natalie's shoe. The shoe backed up upon contact and I fell to the ground. The 2 girls then became more silent, even as their mother tried to start conversation with them. They were both fixated on somehow capturing me.

"So girls, you have any plans for the weekend?" I heard their mother ask.

I backed off so I was out of reach of the pairs of feet but I know they were both going to try to find me some other way.

"Yeah, I'm stuck watching my friend Katie's pet shop..." Natalie sighed.

"Oh really?" her mother asked, "well that was nice of you to offer"

"yeah, well her parents said they'd pay me the 50 bucks they'd usually pay her to work there..." Natalie explained.

"Psh, sounds boring" Alex scoffed.

"Shut up, Alex" Natalie said again, then paused, "Sorry mom"

Just then I heard an object hit the floor, I cautiously looked to see what had happened and noticed a giant fork. A hand then reached down and grabbed me tight. I was powerless to escape and closed my eyes to hold back the tears of pain. Who had grabbed a hold of me? And what was their plan?

So there I was -- stuffed in her pocket, but who's pocket? Everything had happened so fast, I couldn't believe it. One of them had come up with the admittedly genius idea of dropping their fork to reach under the table, but damn they had quick hands, whoever it was. I was unable to move, scrunched uncomfortably against her thigh within her jeans. The problem was, both girls had been wearing jeans so that did little to clue me in on where I was. I felt so disoriented after a while, it almost didn't matter. I feared I may vomit or faint if I stayed in there much longer.

"May I be excused?" I heard a meek voice call out. I was pretty sure it was Natalie, only because I didn't think Alex had any humility in her. Whoever it was, it was the girl who got up with me inside her pocket. I struggled and squirmed as if I were swimming to the top of a pool, trying to get myself into the small sliver of light I could make out through the pocket of the jeans. Not only did I find myself in some pain, but I also didn't get any answers. I sighed and resigned myself to my fate. It's not like there would've been any benefit to get out of the pocket, other than to maybe plummet to my doom.

I hear a door slide open and I'm re-entered into Natalie's over tacky room. She sits down on the bed and sighs. She then slips a single finger down towards her thigh, attempting to slip me out of the pocket. Instinctively, I grab the finger and she gently tugs me out of the pocket and places me on her hand. I look up at her inquisitively to notice she has a disgusted look on her face.

"Bobby, I'm so sorry..." she said, her eyes unable to make contact with mine.

"Um... well, it's okay..." I said, feeling a bit nervous whenever I saw the giant girl upset. She could be a bit unstable in those situations.

"No, it's not okay" Natalie said, "I let my stupid sister get a hold of you and ugh... I hope she didn't hurt you..."

"Only my pride..." I sighed, trying to laugh off her sister's brutal attack. There was no need to trouble Natalie further.

"I can't talk too long," Natalie frowned, "but I promise I'll be back, okay...?"

She then slid her hand down towards the dresser drawer again, opening it briefly. I decided to speak up for once

"N-Nat??" I said, meekly, hoping my words could reach her, "could you maybe... NOT put me in the drawer?"

"Well I..." she said, her voice fluttering as she spoke.

"It's just... it's kind of dark and... cramped in there and I'll be safe on your dresser all the same, you don't need to worry" I said, trying to plead my case to the giant girl.

"Ok..." Natalie said, a momentarily warmth in her voice as she spoke. "You can stay up here, but only because I feel so terrible about losing you... you deserve a break"

In my mind I thought about how "little" of a break it was to only be held captive on her dresser but I decided not to push my luck. She set me down gently by her massive lamp and stood up to reveal her full height before slinking out of the room to return to dinner. I sighed and laid down, using the lamp as a head rest and happy just to have a peaceful moment.

As I looked around the room, I just let the scenery enter my mind, unsure of where to go or what to do from here. Natalie could be gone for a conceivably long or short time. Hopefully Alex wouldn't realize I was back in the room and try to find me again. As I let everything play out in my head -- the hours that had gone by, how I had shrunken myself and become a victim of Natalie and the other girls, I found myself feeling a bit lightheaded and tired. As I felt my eyes grow heavier, I only wondered how much more of this abuse I could take if my condition were more long term than I had hoped for.

I had been out for probably a few more hours before I finally found myself awaking from the silence. Natalie had been kind enough to leave me atop the dresser, and was actually back in the room. I could hear her typing something on her laptop on the small desk she had in the corner. Unsure of what to do, my head simply moved around the room until I notice Natalie saw me waking up. She walked slowly over to me, sitting down on her bed.

"Hey, have a good nap?" she asked.

"Um... yeah..." I said, slowly nodding and unsure how to feel about what had happened. "Wh-What's going on?"

"Not much" she shrugged, as if this were normal, "I was just working on this paper for school, it's been taking me forever..."

"Oh?" I said, almost relieved to have my mind on something other than my size, "what's the paper on?"

"Psh, I don't even know..." Natalie said, sounding uninterested, "Basically we're supposed to research this great inventor and detail his or her life and all the things they did, I don't know... I chose Thomas Edison"

"Thomas Edison?" I asked, "well, that should be fairly easy"

"Right? That's what I thought, but not really..." Natalie sighed, "See, Mr. Grover said I couldn't use the lightbulb or any of his more prominent inventions in my paper"

"Why not?" I asked.

"I don't know, because apparently a lot of students would pick him for this and just use that as their paper and he wanted me to research deeper and find some other things he did" Natalie said, "but this is just so stupid, who cares about this shit? Y'know..."

I sat there in awkward silence, not really sure what to say.

"Yeah, never mind" Natalie sighed, shaking her head. "But anyway... I don't know if you heard but I'm watching my friend Katie's pet shop tomorrow"

"Yeah, I think I overheard some of that" I replied, "By the way, thanks for saving me back there"

"Oh, no problem" Natalie replied, "it was the least I could do... especially since I lost you..."

"I wouldn't say that..." I sighed, "But actually... well, never mind"

"What?" Natalie asked.

"Well, I hate to even ask" I said

"What? What is it?" Natalie asked, "you can talk to me, Bobby, I'm not like my sister"

"Heh, yeah... I know" I chuckled nervously, "It's just... I... I kind of need to get back to normal... you know?"

"Of course I know" Natalie replied, "I wasn't going to keep you this way"

"I know, but it's just... the longer I stay here, or there, or whereever, the less likely that's going to become" I said.

"What do you mean?" Natalie asked.

"Well... the thing is, and I do appreciate your help, but... the way to restore me to normal is to get me back to the high school... that's where the stupid thing is that shrunk me and I understand if you don't want to take me back there but..." I explained

"I'll take you back, Bobby" Natalie said, "but it probably won't be until after this weekend"

"Oh... ok" I said, my reaction noticeably showing.

"What?" Natalie asked, "look, I just got a lot on my plate"

"I...I know, I never said anything" I said.

"Yeah, but you seemed all dissapointed" Natalie said, almost sounding a bit angered again, which I wanted to avoid.

"No, it's not that..." I said, "I'm just worried about something happening to me and plus..."

"I won't let anything happen to you" Natalie said, all too quick to cut me off

"...and I was supposed to meet my friend Ashley literally..." I said, continuing.

Instantly, Natalie seized me off the dresser, startling me.

"Oh, so this is what this is all about?" Natalie said, her voice seeming a bit more upset than it had been.

"Wh-What?" I squeaked.

"This is about meeting some girl, isn't it?" Natalie said, her voice almost sounding condescending.

"No, wait, what?" I exclaimed, confused as to what was going on. "Ashley's just my friend but..."

"No, I see how it is" Natalie tsked, "and to think I was trying to be so nice to you"

"Natalie, please... let me explain!" I said, my pitiful attempts to be listened to being ignored.

"Nah, it's fine, I see how it is" Natalie said.

"I...I... just ..." I stuttered, my face growing red, both from fear and embarassment. I felt the sweat quickly form on my body as I turned into a sobbing mess in her hand. I prayed she wouldn't hurt me, but almost wouldn't blame her if she did. I wasn't trying to offend her. I just needed some help. After a few seconds of tense silence, Natalie did something I didn't expect. She actually tried talking to me like a normal human being. She set me down on her dresser and gently patted me on the back.

"I'm sorry Bobby..." she said, and then asked "so what's the deal with this Ashley girl? Someone you're trying to date?"

"N-No... I mean... not really..." I stuttered, "she's just a friend of mine and she... she was the one I was going to meet today and... I... never showed up to see her... she probably hates me... or she's worried about me... and I... ugh, this is so ridiculous... but..."

"Bobby, it's okay, really" Natalie sighed. "Do you want me to tell her...?"

"No!" I gasped, "I don't want her to know that I'm..."

"So then you DO like her..." Natalie smiled.

"I... I don't know... maybe" I admitted, "but this is so embarassing and..."

"Okay, okay..." Natalie sighed, "Look, I'll tell you what, I can stop by the high school and we can look for that shrinking thing, okay? You said it was some kind of stone?"

"Yeah..." I replied.

"Ok, well before I head to the pet store tomorrow, we can look for it, okay?" Natalie said, "and we'll see if we can get you back to normal size, okay?"

"Th-Thank you..." I said and took a deep breath and sighed with relief, "thank you..."

"Sure thing" Natalie smiled, "now will you please relax? I'm so sorry if I upset you this much..."

"It's not you, honest" I said, surprised at how nice the giant Natalie was being to me.

"I know" Natalie said. "but don't worry, we're going to get this straightened out"