Natalie stopped in her tracks and turned abruptly on her heal. She stormed off in the opposite direction with her head lowered in a futile attempt to escape without detection.

    “Natalie!” Came a voice behind her.

    God damn it.

    “Come on, Natalie, will you just talk to me?” the ass hole yelled, shouldering his way through the crowded high school hallway as he rushed after her.

    “No,” she responded.

    He grabbed her arm and swung her around to look at him. A few other kids had stopped to watch the scene. One girl whispered something into another girl’s ear and the two of them giggled behind their hands.

    “Let go of me,” she muttered, color rushing into her cheeks.

    “Not until you just listen to what I have to say,” he said loudly. More people were turning to look at them, now. Natalie had always hated confrontation, and particularly loathed public scenes like this, and the ass hole knew it.

    “I have nothing to say to you,” she said, attempting to jerk her arm out of his grip.

    “That’s bull shit,” he said. “You can’t just ignore me and pretend nothing ever happened between us.”

    By this time, nearly everyone in the hallway had stopped what they were doing to gape at their dispute. Natalie would have been happy to turn invisible right there on the spot, but fate was not so merciful.

    “Fine,” she growled, refusing to look him in the face. “But can we please go somewhere private.”

    “Fine,” he growled back, and dragged her off down the hall. The crowd parted down the middle for the two, and they were followed by a crescendo of murmurs. He pulled her down a more secluded hallway just as the bell rang. He shoved her up against a locker, placing his muscular arms on either side of her to block any attempt at escape. Natalie crossed her arms and stared stubbornly at her shoes.

    “What do you want, Trevor?” she said.

    “His name,” Trev said, his voice full of rage.

    “No,” Natalie said, firmly.

    “Yes,” he said. “Give me his name and I promise to leave you alone.”

    “No,” she repeated. “Why do you even care?”

    “I have a right to know.”

    “What right do you have? You’re not my boyfriend, anymore. It’s none of your god damn business who I see-”

    Trev slammed his fist against the locker. Natalie jumped and glared up into his face. She would have like so much to just slip away and never have to talk to this ass hole, again.

    “Does Brittany know you’re having this conversation with me, right now?” she asked.

    Trev did not respond. His green eyes glared down into her brown ones.

    “What would she have to say about this Trevor?”

    “Just give me his name.”

    “One of us should really tell her about this, it’s only fair to keep her in the loop.”

    “You wouldn’t fucking dare.”

    “God. You're so fucking afraid of her. It’s pathetic, Trevor.”

    “Shut up!”

    Natalie wanted so badly just to disappear, she would give anything just to turn invisible and escape this conversation. Anything. And suddenly an exteme pain engulfed her entire body in one agonizing instant. Her organs twisted and writhed, her bones contracted inwards. Her skin constricted, she was imploding. The suffering was too much and everything went black.

    “NATALIE.”

    She lay there for a moment with her eyes closed. Her head was still swimming and every muscle in her body felt as though it had been put through a meat grinder.

    “NATALIE, HOLY FUCKING SHIT.” She held her hands over her ears. Who was yelling so loudly? She opened her eyes, but everything appeared blurry and distorted. Something colossal loomed above her, but she couldn’t make out what it was. It looked sort of like-

    Natalie squeezed her eyes shut and screamed, covering her face with her arms.

    “SHHH...” A monstrous flesh colored thing came down from the sky and smothered her cries in an instant. It was his hand. She tried to wiggle away but it covered her entire body, easily. He held her firmly against the tile floor of the high school hallway for a couple of seconds until she stopped struggling.

    “I’m going to lift my hand away,” he said quietly, although to Natalie his voice still boomed menacingly. “Don’t scream.”

    The hand lifted away, revealing the gargantuan face of her ex boyfriend, once more.

    “T-trevor, what the fuck!” she exclaimed. “Y-y-you’re huge!”

    “Ugh... no, Natalie,” Trev said nervously. “You’re just... really really small.” He moved a little from her line of vision and pointed out toward the rest of the hallway. Natalie gasped. Everything had grown to immense proportions. The lockers stretched on in either direction for an eternity, each one towered up like skyscrapers to the ceiling as  far away as the sky.

    “Oh my god!” Natalie squealed. “Help me, please help me!”

    “Ok, ok, just calm down,” Trev said frantically. His massive hand descended towards her once more.

    “Wh-what are you doing?” she cried, jumping up and backing away from his hand.

    “What, you want me to leave you here in the hallway?” Trev asked nervously, as if he honestly wasn’t sure.

    “No! No, I just... I don’t know. Just please, don’t let anybody see me like this,” she begged.

    “Ok,” he said. “I won’t. What uh... what should I do?”

    “I don’t know!” she whimpered, helplessly. “Take me to a doctor?”

    “Right, ok,” he said. He scratched his head. "But, uh, you're going to have to let me carry you."

     Natalie shook her head frantically. "No, no, no, are you crazy? Absolutely not."

     Trev looked down at her anxiously. "Come on, Nat. I mean, what else can we do?"

     Natalie tried to think of any other alternative but nothing came to her. She took a deep breath and nodded.

     Trev lowered his hand and tenderly wrapped his fingers around her. She sat back in the palm of his hand as he lifted her, high, off the ground. He held her at chest level and looked around. 

     "Oh fuck," he said. "I didn’t drive today... My car's still in the shop.”

    “Who drove you?” Natalie asked, full of dread.

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    Trev lowered Natalie down into his shirt pocket so that no one would be able to see her. Through the fabric of the shirt the world beyond was all shadows. Natalie wrapped her arms around her legs and curled up against Trev’s chest. He would keep her safe, she knew. He had hurt her in many ways that noone else ever had but he would never let anything bad happen to her. After about five steps Natalie’s stomach turned upside down and she buried her head into her arms.

    Trev informed her that Brittany's class wouldn’t be out for another half hour.

    “Do you want me to go in there?” Trev whispered.

    “No,” Natalie called back from his pocket. “Just wait, she’ll come out, and then we can go.”

    Trev sat down against a locker. As they waited Natalie cried softly and Trev tried hopelessly to comfort her.

    “It’s not so bad,” he murmured. “I’m, uh, sure they’ll be able to fix ya up in no time.”

    “Shut up, Trevor.”

    “What’s his name?”

    “Shut up, Trevor.”

    After what felt like an eternity, the bell rang out and Trev jumped to his feet. Natalie leaned as far into his chest as she could as shadow after shadow passed by. Voices boomed above her, so loud she had to cover her ears. And then-

    “TREVY!!!”

    Something large and soft pressed against her, pinning her up against Trev’s chest and squeezing the breath out of her. Trev broke them apart quickly.

    “Hey baby. Can we talk?”

    “I don’t want to talk,” she whispered in his ear, quiet enough for only Trev and Natalie to hear. “I want you to do that thing you did to me last weekend.”

    Natalie rolled her eyes.

    “Later,” he whispered back. “Come here, I need to talk to you.”

    They walked for a couple of minutes, paused, and a door opened. A light clicked on and the door closed behind them. Brittany giggled.

    Brittany’s breast pressed against her once again, and high above her came the sounds of her kissing Trev. This time the embrace lasted a minute or so before Natalie grew impatient and kicked her leg against his chest. Trev remembered the tiny girl in his pocket and broke away.

    “Baby, I have to show you something.” Natalie held her breath. She was under the impression that Trev would ask her for a ride without offering any further details. Brittany was the absolute last person in the world that she wanted to see in this condition.

    Brittany giggled again. “Ok.”

    Trev hesitated for just a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the tiny girl.

    Natalie looked up to see Brittany's big blue eyes staring down at her with curiosity. The two girls held eye contact for a couple of seconds before Brittany grinned.

    “Trevy,” she whispered.

    “Yeah,” he said back. “I don’t know how it happened. One second she was fine, and then she was just...” He conveniently left out the part about their discussion before she shrunk.    “She wants us to take her to a doctor.”

    “Let me hold her,” Brittany whispered. Trev paused for a second, looking down at Natalie, who shook her head pleadingly.

    “Uh, ok,” Trev said, reaching over to Brittany’s outstretched hand and passing her off.

    Brittany looked her over hungrily. “Does anybody else know about this?”

    “Um, no, just us, I guess.”

    Brittany’s eyes brightened. “Trevy, don’t you know what this means?”

    Natalie looked up at Trev, but he was looking over her head at Brittany.

    “Um, no?” he said, uncertainly.

    “Nobody knows but us, Trev,” she said excitedly. “We can just take her home with us, and nobody would ever know what had happened.”

    Trev still looked unsure, but Brittany seemed to make the decision for them. She lowered the hand holding the tiny girl. Natalie looked down in time to see the larger girl’s free hand pulling thr pocket of her jeans open before she plummeted down into the darkness. Her trunk like fingers released the flap to the pocket, and Natalie found herself welded to the girl’s upper thigh within the confide’s of her jeggings.

    “See?” Brittany’s voice boomed high above her. “I’m feeling a little under the weather. What do you say we take the rest of the day off and go back to my place?” And with that her gargantuan leg propelled forward as Brittany walked back out into the hallway.

    The constant rocking motions made Natalie feel like she was on of some horrible fair ride. Every step that Brittany took hurled her up and down again. The elastic sort of faux denim pinned her whole body to the giant girl’s meaty upper thigh. Poor Natalie couldn’t move an inch to get herself into a comfortable position.

    They came to a sudden halt and Natalie heard a rattling of keys, followed by a car door being pulled open. As Brittany took a seat her jeggings constricted even more, forcing Natalie tighter into her fleshy leg. Natalie turned her head to the side, struggling immensely to breath. The heat coming off of Brittany’s body made the interior of the pocket a good 90 degrees.

    High above her Brittany and Trev were discussing what to do with her.

    “Why do you even want to bring her to a doctor?” Brittany said. “What are they going to do?”

    “I don’t know,” Trev responded. “Maybe they’ll stretch her out in a taffy machine.”

    “What? Why would they do that?”

    “Forget it.”

    “They won’t be able to do anything. They’ll probably just like dissect her or something. Is that really what you want?”

    “They might know something. Maybe it’s like some weird disease that they just don’t tell the public about.”

    “If it’s a disease why would her clothes shrink?”

    Trev thought it over for a second. “I don’t know. Still, this must have happened before, somebody’s got to know how to reverse it.”

    “God. You’re such a loser. Fine we’ll take her later, I just want to have a little fun with her first.”

    The two continued talking for a while, but Natalie stopped paying attention to what they were saying. The heat and lack of oxygen were making her feel woozy. She drifted in and out of consciousness for the remainder of the car ride.

    She must have passed out because they next thing she knew, Brittany’s plump fingers were wrapping themselves around her and pulling her up into the bright interior of her bedroom. The cool air washed over Natalie in an instant and she took in a couple deep breathes, gulping down the fresh oxygen.

    The hand holding her lowered down to the surface of Brittany’s purple bed sheets, and deposited her roughly. Natalie lost her footing on the lumpy blanket and fell backwards. She propped herself up on her elbows and glared up at the two towering figures before her. Brittany got on the bed next to her and sat with her legs crossed while Trev pulled over the chair from the desk.

    “Alright little bitch,” Brittany said, and Natalie looked up to meet her in the eyes. “This is how this is going to go.”

    Natalie’s lungs felt too heavy for her chest and at the same time too small to take in enough air. She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her, it just didn’t seem possible.

    “We’re going to spend the day together, the three of us. And if you’re very good and do everything we tell you to do than we’ll take you to the doctor or a scientist or wherever it is you want to go, understand?”

    Natalie remained silent.

    “Oh little Natalie you’re not off to a good start. I asked you a question. Do you understand?”

    Natalie nodded her head once. Suddenly, and too fast for her to react, Brittany’s thumb and forefinger appeared from nowhere and clenched around either side of her head. Natalie threw her hands up in a futile attempt to push them away.

    “Don’t-just-nod-your-head-at-me,” with every syllable she rocked her head back and forth. “I-want-to-make-sure-we-are-on-the-same-page-so-I-will-ask-you-one-more-time-do-you-un-der-stand-me.”

    “YES, yes I understand,”she blurted it. “Jesus Christ!”

    “That’s better,” Brittany said smugly and released her. She fell backwards onto her butt and rubbed her temple. She glowered up at Trev, but he was watching Brittany with a sort of intense fascination. Suddenly his eyes shifted down to her. Something about the way he was looking at her made Natalie shutter and she lowered her own gaze.

    “Now then,” Brittany said as if this were nothing more than a business transaction. “I have a question I’ve been meaning to ask you. I heard that you were spreading some nasty little rumors about me the other day and I’d like to clear some things up.”

    Natalie groaned. She had not spread any rumors, but her best friend Alex was a different story. Alex had a loud mouth and a hot temper, especially when it came to people messing with the people she loved.

    “Do you know what it is that I am referring to?” Brittany said, sweetly.

    Natalie nodded, then said “yes.”

    Trev looked curiously at Brittany. “What rumor?”

    Brittany ignored him, her attention was solely on the tiny girl before her.

    “So you admit to starting them?”

    Natalie shook her head, then said, “no.”

    “You little liar I know you started them,” she snapped. But her voice turned sweet again when she said, “but I don’t care, really there’s something else I wanted to ask you. What would you do if I were to tell that the rumors were all true.”

    Natalie stood puzzled for a moment, and then caught her drift. For a moment her heart stopped. The entire situation dawned on her in that moment. Things had come too far, she had to get out here, now, before this sadistic nut bag went any farther. “Ok, that’s enough,” she said, taking both Trev and Brittany aback. “I’m not going to sit here and listen to this stupid irrelevant high school drama shit.”

    “Oh no?” Brittany snapped back, anger rising in her voice. “I’d say you have no other choice in the matter tuts.”

    “Tuts? Who the hell says that? God you’re so fucking dumb.”

    “What was the rumor?” Trev said.

    “Alex, not I, started a ridiculous and obviously made up rumor that Brittany was a nyphomaniac and had to masturbate at least three times a day to function, and that she was over at her house once and used a television remote to get off.”

    Trevor laughed. Brittany rounded on him “It’s not funny!” she yelled, so loudly that Natalie covered her ears.

    “This is so dumb,” Natalie said. “Look, I’m sorry that Alex started those rumors, ok? They were really stupid. But this is a serious situation and I don’t feel like you guys are taking it very seriously. So can you please help me now and I’ll have Alex tell everyone she made it up. We’ll make posters that say ‘Brittany does not masturbate with various household objects,’ and hang them around the school.”

    Trev laughed again and Brittany turned a deep red. She glared down with so much hate that Natalie turned away back up to her ex boyfriend.

    “Trevor,” she said pleadingly. He looked down at her when she said his name and for a moment the two stared at each other. Brittany’s hand took her from the side, throwing her off her feet in an instant and knocking the wind out of her. Natalie sputtered as the girl’s massive palm pushed down on top her, pressing her into the purple comforter. The pressure grew steadily stronger as Brittany applied more and more of her wait on top of Natalie’s minuscule body. Natalie’s head lay in the gap between Brittany’s massive fingers. She looked up to see the giant girl leaning over her. Her pretty blonde hair fell over her shoulders in waves, her blue eyes reduced to slits in her hateful face. Natalie couldn’t breath. The pressure on her chest was too much, any second her ribs would snap. “Hey, take it easy,” came Trev’s voice. “You’re hurting her.” Brittany held her there without applying any more weight, but leaned down closer and closer until her billboard sized face was just an inch above Natalie’s struggling form.

    “I could kill you so easily right now,” Brittany said, grinning. “I can feel your tiny little ribs getting ready to burst and I’m not even trying.”

    Natalie tried to wriggle out but it was no use. Her mind was racing. She couldn’t breath, why didn’t they see that she couldn’t breath? Brittany watched  her with something like curiosity.  For a split second, Natalie came to terms with the fact that she might actually die. Suddenly another hand, even bigger than the one pinning her down, descended from nowhere and wrapped around Brittany’s wrist.

    The pressure lifted from her chest and Natalie coughed and sucked in air. Both girls turned to look at Trev, who held Brittany’s arm tightly up in the air between them. Brittany glared at him with her teeth bared like a mad dog’s, while Trev stared into her eyes with an unreadable expression. He grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her into him. She let out a gasp which quickly turned into a moan of pleasure. Brittany leaned back back on the bed and Trev climbed on top of her.

    Natalie, still shocked by this sudden display of passion, pulled herself backwards hurriedly to avoid being crushed by Trev’s knees. Without pausing to think, Natalie rolled around and took off in the opposite direction. She didn’t make it two steps before Trev wordlessly caught her in his hand and pulled her back to sit beside them as the two giant bodies writhed together.

    Trev’s thumb, which was slightly larger than Natalie’s entire body, started tenderly exploring around her upper torso. It paused when it came in contact with her breasts before gently rubbing them in a circular motion. A tremor ran through his hole body, and high above her, where the two giants were still kissing, Trev let out a deep, long moan. Natalie felt numb. She might have seen this coming, Trev had always thought more with his cock than his brain. That was the main reason she had finally dumped him.

    His thumb slowly lowered down to feel between her legs. This was too much. She bit down on his index finger as hard as she could. It was not enough to break the skin, but Trev jumped and loosened his grip.

    “What?” Brittany moaned, kissing his neck.

    “Nothing,” he muttered. They continued on for a couple of seconds before Brittany stopped him.

    “Hang on,” she said, pushing him up. He climbed off her to let her by. “Just want to freshen up a bit.” She walked swiftly towards the door. “Be right back!”

    As soon as the door shut behind her, Natalie turned on Trev.

    “You fucker!” she yelled, kicking and punching at his hand. “You stupid, dirty, ass hole what is the matter with you!”

    Trev laughed, watching the tiny girl attack his hand. “Relax would you? You’re too uptight.”

    “TOO UPTIGHT?!” she screamed. She had never been so angry in her life. “That crazy bitch almost killed me!”

    “Oh come on, I wasn’t going to let her you kill you babe.”

    “DON’T call me babe. You are the absolute biggest turd I have ever met.”

    Trev laughed. “Ha, turd...”

    “Come on, Trevor!” she yelled. “You guys had your fun now get me out of here.”

    “I will, I will, jeez lighten up,” he looked down at her. “You know, I’m really curious what you look like under those clothes.”

    “Wh-what?” she said, taken aback. She crossed her arms uncomfortably.

    “I may never get to see another tiny naked body.”

    “You’re disgusting,” she said, although she had lost some of the passion she had shown before.

    “Come on, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before.”

    “This isn’t funny, Trevor.”

    “I wasn’t joking. Take your clothes off.”

    “No.”

    “I’m not asking Natalie. Take them off or I’ll take them off for you.”

    She stared deeply into his eyes. “Fuck you.”

    He sighed. “You’re so stubborn.” He scooped up both of her arms and held them at the wrists between his thumb and forefinger.

    “Let go!” she screamed. His other hand came behind her and pinched the bottom of her shirt. He roughly yanked it up over her head and shift the hand holding her to squeeze her gently at the waist while he pulled the shirt down her arms and tossed it aside. Next he started reaching for her jeans.

    “Stop!” Natalie said, and quickly made to unbutton them before he tried to just pull them off and end up breaking one of her legs in the process. Without a word she kicked off both of her shoes, pulled down her pants and stepped out of them. She hesitated in her just her braw in underwear but before she could move to take them off she felt Trev’s fingers fumbling against her back and sound of ripping fabric reached her ears. “Hey!” she complained as he yanked it down her arms and tossed it over by her discarded shirt.

    “You were taking too long,” he said. He did the same to her underwear before she could make any attempt to stop him. And then she was naked. Trev looked her over hungrily.

    “God you’re beautiful,” he said tenderly. “I miss that body so fucking much.”

    “You’re a prick.”

    “You’re amazing,” his finger felt over her tiny bare breasts. Natalie was so small she could feel every ridge of his finger print as they rubbed against her skin. She took in a couple of deep breathes and tried to remind herself it was just Trevor. The same Trevor who she had played with when they were both too young to talk. The same Trevor who pulled her behind a tree in first grade and kissed her on the cheek. The same Trevor who had held her and let her cry on his shoulder when her mother was in the hospital. But another part her brain chipped in... also the same Trevor who had promised to be gentle. The same Trevor who left you crying in that dirty hotel room. The same Trevor who put Mikey in the hospital just for asking you out on a date.

    Her thoughts were broken when the bedroom door banged open. She gasped and tried to cover up her nakedness, she had almost forgotten about Brittany. When she looked over at the giant girl standing in the doorway she recoiled at the look on the her face. Her cold eyes ate into her.

    “Hey baby,” Trev said.

    His voice seemed to break the trance she was in, because she looked up at him and smiled. “What have you been up to in her, Trevy?”

    Before he could respond, she took a couple slow steps towards them and pulled off her shirt. Brittany’s body shape was entirely different from her own. Natalie was slender, with smooth skinny legs and somewhat smaller in the chest area. Brittany was curvier. She had thicker thighs and a bit of a muffin top. Her breasts were her best quality. They were large and round and beautiful, and they bounced around perfectly she she slipped out of her lacy push up braw.

    Brittany drew nearer and Natalie took a couple steps back, nervously. When she reached the edge of the bed she leaned down over the small girl until her breasts were just an inch away from her. Brittany turned her face towards Trev and whispered in a seductive voice, “do you want to see both us girls together, Trevy?”

    Trev nodded excitedly.

    Brittany’s hand came around and caught up little Natalie from around her waist and lifted her carelessly up to her face. Natalie’s heart hammered against her chest. She wanted to scream at Trev to help her, but she couldn’t seem to remember how to talk. Brittany brought Natalie up until she was level were her lips. She watched in terror as the lips parted. She must have just brushed her teeth, because her breath was warm and smelled like mint as it washed over her. “Do want to watch us make out?” she asked, her voice full of poison. Natalie could not see Trev, but he must have nodded again, because the lips parted again, wider this time, and Natalie got a quick glimpse of the wet cavern of the giant girls mouth: her shiny white teeth, her tongue, and the bottomless abyss at the far back, before she was shoved inside, and all light disappeared from the world.