In the Name of Science

Chapter 1

Acclimation

"HELLO.. HELLO IN THERE.. ARE YOU AWAKE NOW?.... IF NOT I NEED YOU TO PLEASE TRY AND WAKE YOURSELF AND RESPOND TO ME IF YOU CAN."

This is how my day started. With a booming voice jarring me from my sleep. I was naturally confused waking upon the strange mattress that I found myself upon. It was a single sized mattress with no bed or sheet covering. In fact it was only a mattress strewn upon this darkened floor within this strange dimly lit room that I found myself in. Six thin shafts of light came through the ceiling hitting the floor making things somewhat visible as I scanned my surroundings more. I was encased within four blank walls that had a metal mesh of bars criss crossing between them giving this place the appearance of a jail cell within a room but the cell just barely fit within the room as the outer walls were but a single inch or so beyond the bars.

On the far side of the room was a huge bottle of water suspended from the ceiling that had a metal tube that came down out of it with a metal ball at the very end of that tube. A ball that glistened with water that was holding back the water within the tube as well as the rest of it in the huge bottle. As my groggy mind came around I realized that this was some massive oversized gerbil bottle used to give them liquids so that they could survive.

Down below this bottle on the floor was a huge brown chunk of what looked like a gerbil nutrition pellet. To the side of that was a huge rough chunk of what could only be concluded was soap. Against the far wall was what I thought was two normal sized buckets. Getting up off of the simple drab mattress I walked over to see what was in the buckets... One was empty and the other was filled with what looked like gravel but it was a yellowish translucent gravel as if the pebbles were made of glass or something.

Then the voice almost scared me out of my skin as it boomed again from all directions. I could tell that it was feminine and mature at that.. Perhaps even elderly.

"PLEASE, IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, SHOUT OUT YOUR NAME. IT'S IMPORTANT THAT WE TALK."

Beginning to feel enraged about my current imprisonment I did agree about the necessity to talk so I answered her in my most forcefully demanding way that I could think of at the moment.

"Who the fuck are you and where the hell am I? Open the door now so that I can get the fuck out of here!"

Then I noticed something... All that I was wearing were my maroon colored bikini underwear. All of my other cloths were gone. Did I even want this lady to see me this way? Screw it, I wanted out of here and right now.

But if I thought that these demands would properly intimidate this lady into quickly appeasing me I was wrong.

"OH GOOD YOU ARE UP AND AWAKE THAT'S EXCELLENT! NOW WE HAVE SOME THINGS TO GO OVER BEFORE I TRY AND MEET ANY OF YOUR DEMANDS BUT YOU'LL NEED TO LISTEN CAREFULLY SO THAT YOU CAN MORE SUCCINCTLY UNDERSTAND YOUR PRESENT SITUATION.

MY NAME IS DOCTOR GUNCKEL AND I HAVE CHOSEN YOU TO BE MY LATEST LAB SUBJECT." DO YOU REMEMBER ME FROM THE LAKE YESTERDAY AFTERNOON?"

I immediately searched my mind for the last things that I remembered before I wound up here. I was doing my daily hour long walk that I do before I go back home and exercise for another hour. I was very much in shape and wanted to keep things that way for my thirty one year old body. I remember walking along Buckeye Drive at Indian Lake.. This road wound through some beautiful spits of land that went far out into the lake and almost resembled islands due to their circular shapes that were populated with vacation cottages around it's shores. This time of year virtually no-one was there as it was January and the lake was frozen over with all of the leaves being well below the compacted snow.

I was rounding a bend in the road nearing the end of this outcropping of land before it curved back in on itself completing it's circular tip shape when I noticed a white van with it's back doors open pulled into a deserted vacation home's drive way. There seemed to be some older lady with her grey/white hair pulled back in a bun wearing winter clothing tinkering with what can only be described as some type of sci fi Laser cannon pointing out of the back of it.

She would glance up, look at me, and then make another adjustment as I had stopped walking to get a better look at this unusual scene taking place. I took a step back to get a better look and noticed that she moved the cannon looking device with the weird Tesla coils jutting out of it with me. It was at this point that I noticed that she was looking into what could only be some type of video screen attached to it and that the strange cannon was aimed right at me with her taking steps to keep it that way.

The hairs on my back stood up as I decided that it was time to leave... But before I could take my first step all of my vision got weird as everything around me began to glow. As if I was inside of some type of high energy field. Then it was if I was falling to the ground yet I was still standing. That was weird.. And my feet began sliding on the compacted snow as if I were skating upon it or something.. In any event the snow began moving outward below my feet in all directions causing me to fall right on my ass.. But then it was as if my behind was skidding across the white surface as if I was sliding down a hill yet I remained more or less in the same location that I had been originally standing. I actually felt heat to my flank as the friction of the constant sliding kept running it's course.

Then all at once the glowing field that I was encased within disappeared. And my weird movement upon the ground stopped as well. I sad there seeing stars while I tried to get up only to fall right back down due to some type of vertigo that my mind was experiencing. A moment later I heard a couple of loud booms that sounded like those van doors being closed. Then I heard a loud sickening crunching sound as something very big was heading my way. My fright was so high at this point of some type of impending doom along with what had just happened to me that the spots that I was seeing began to get bigger until everything in my head shorted out completely and I fainted....

This is what I recalled now. And I'll bet that bitch knocked me out with some type of stun ray or something. It was time to take things to a higher level I reckoned at this point.

"Listen lady, I know you knocked me out with your ray gun yesterday. And I'm sure that you took me to this strange place or probably had help doing it (as I was 200 strapping pounds of muscle). If your a good lady and open up the door we'll talk about why you did this and perhaps I wont press charges against you. Either way, you'd best be letting me out of here now you fucking pervert."

"GIGGLES... MY AREN'T YOU THE FIERCE LITTLE FIRE CRACKER, HE, HE . I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I NEEDED ANY FORM OF ASSISTANCE TO TAKE YOU BACK TO MY VAN OTHER THAN TO SIMPLY SCOOP YOU UP INTO THE PALM OF MY HAND AND PLACE YOU WITHIN MY INNER COAT POCKET. THEN IT WAS JUST A MANNER OF WALKING BACK TO MY VEHICLE AND DRIVING YOU BACK TO MY LAB WHERE YOU ARE NOW.  OH THE DRIVE THROUGH ALL OF THAT SNOW TO GET  YOU BACK HERE REALLY TUCKERED ME OUT!  THE NEXT PERSON I FIND WILL BE ON A MUCH BETTER DAY OF THE YEAR I ASSURE YOU!"

Riding along inside her coat pocket? I'd heard enough from this crazy old lady.

" You listen here ma'am, when people get too old they tend to get senile so I'll overlook what you've done today. But you need to open the door so that I can leave now. I promise that I'm actually a nice guy and have never harmed anyone (I lied) and wouldn't dream of doing such a thing to you (I lied again). So would you please be a dear and open the door so that I can get something to eat as I need to pee and I'm starving to be quite honest."

I heard more snickers that appeared to be strangely coming from above... Perhaps I was in a pit in her basement or something like in that movie Silence of the Lambs. Yeah, something like that it must be.

"WELL FOR YOU INFORMATION MR. JOHNSON. OH, AND I KNOW YOUR NAME BECAUSE I LOOKED AT YOUR DRIVER'S LICENSE. I WILL MAKE A COMPROMISE WITH YOU. AND YOU WILL FIND THAT WHEN YOU GIVE ME SOMETHING I WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHING AS WELL. I WILL REMOVE A WALL FROM YOUR CONTAINMENT BOX SO THAT YOU CAN SEE WHERE YOU ARE WHICH WILL GO A LONG WAY TO PROVING THAT I'M NOT SENILE WHEN I MAKE THE CLAIM THAT I CARRIED YOU BACK TO MY VAN. BUT BEFORE I DO THIS YOU MUST TELL ME WHAT YOUR OCCUPATION WAS SO THAT I CAN RECORD THIS IN YOUR SOCIOLOGICAL HISTORY THAT I AM COMPILING ABOUT YOU.

AS TO RELIEVING YOURSELF IN THE NEAR TERM I SUGGEST THAT YOU USE THAT BUCKET FULL OF SAND THAT I PROVIDED FOR YOU. THE OTHER EMPTY BUCKET IS SO THAT YOU CAN FILL IT WITH WATER THAT I PROVIDED IN THAT RODENT FEEDER ATTACHED TO THE CEILING.

NOW, DO WE HAVE A FIRST STEP AGREEMENT HERE? YOUR VOCATION PLEASE?"

At this point I just wanted to strangle the lady with her audacity. And just wait until I got my hands around her fragile old neck I fumed.

"Open the God damned door now lady. I'm telling you. The longer you stall on this the more trouble you are going to be in now open it up!"

The condescending snickers returned.

"HE, HE, HE. YOU ARE LIKE ALL OF THE REST.. IT NEVER SEEMS TO DAWN ON YOU THAT YOU REALLY HAVE NO BARGAINING POWERS AT THIS POINT AND THAT THE BEST THAT YOU CAN DO IS COOPERATE AND NOT RISK OR ROUSE MY IRE. NOW I THINK THAT I'VE MADE A VERY GENEROUS OFFER TO YOU AND YET YOU INSIST ON THIS USELESS LINE OF BELLICOSE SHOUTING SO I'M GOING TO JUST HAVE TO START SHOWING YOU WHERE YOU ARE NOW AND WAITING FOR SOME MORE PERTINENT INFORMATION TO BECOME FORTHCOMING ONCE YOU COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND THE GRAVITY OF YOUR CURRENT STATUS MR. JOHNSON.

TAKE A LOOK AT THE WORLD THAT YOU LIVE IN NOW!"

And with this a wall close to my mattress lifted up and away leaving only the metal bars of this cell in place along with a whoosh of fresh air that my confined area was in need of. What I saw was out of some Honey I Shrunk the Kids movie set. There was massive row of vials upon a wooden rack sitting upon what appeared to be my ground which was a table top! There was a microscope to the side of them that was as tall as a two story house! I saw pens lying upon the table surface that looked like telephone polls upended and waiting to be placed within the ground in some city. Further back was the bureau that had slots of which each could have been car garages they were so wide. They were filled with things you'd expect to see in any lab except on a massively larger scale.

Then the voice from above startled me out of my shock once again.

"I'M GOING TO LEAVE THAT PRIVACY WALL OFF FOR TODAY SO THAT YOU CAN GET A GOOD LOOK AT MY DESK. I'LL LET YOU SEE A AN ARTICLE OF MY CLOTHING TOMORROW SO THAT YOU CAN BE FURTHER ACCLIMATED TO MY PRESENCE. AND THEN ON THE NEXT DAY IF YOUR GOOD, I'LL LET YOU SEE A BODY PART OF MINE TO HELP FURTHER YOU ALONG.

YOU SEE MR. JOHNSON, I'VE FOUND THAT IF I JUST LET MINIATURIZED PEOPLE SEE ME AS SOON AS THEY WAKE UP OR EVEN AFTER THAT WITHOUT THE PROPER TIME TO ADJUST, SOME SIMPLY GO INTO SHOCK AND SHUT DOWN MENTALLY FOR GOOD OR THEY HAVE HEART ATTACKS. IN ALL CASES THEY ARE NO LONGER OF ANY VALUE FOR ME SO I MUST DISPOSE OF THEM AND FIND NEW ONES AT THAT POINT WHICH CAN BE A HASSLE I TELL YOU. YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE ALL OF THE PAINSTAKING EFFORT THAT GOES INTO THE ACQUISITION OF A NEW SUBJECT. ONE MUST BE VERY CAREFUL IN SUCH ENDEAVORS.

NOW, I'M GOING TO REPLACE THE WALL TEMPORARILY SO THAT I CAN PUT YOU TO SLEEP FOR A LITTLE WHILE AS I NEED TO TAKE A CORE BODY TEMPERATURE READING FROM YOU. AND LET ME ASSURE YOU, YOU'D INITIALLY RATHER BE ASLEEP FOR THIS PROCEDURE I'VE FOUND. ONCE THIS IS DONE I'LL REMOVE THE WALL ONCE AGAIN SO THAT YOU CAN LOOK AROUND AND FURTHER ADJUST."

I was getting ready to start another shouting tirade when the missing wall slid right back down through the slots on the edges of the remaining walls slamming into the floor causing a vibration to enter though the soles of my feet.

Damned I had to pee. So I ran over to the bucket of strange gravel that she called sand and pulled down my underwear and pissing in earnest. I still tried to reason with her. But as I began to speak I heard a clank come from the ceiling and all six rays of light vanished. So just as I finished and began pulling my speedos back up I heard a hissing sound coming from the ceiling.

I began to get very nervous as it dawned on me what was probably occurring. She was gassing my cell..

My nose started to twitch and itch as some strange new sweet tasting medium began to replace my oxygen. Then I started getting dizzy. I stumbled across the cell to my mattress and collapsed upon it going out like a light.

Chapter 2

When I woke up again the first thing that I noticed was that my asshole was on fire and I was naked. As if somebody had rammed it with a huge dildo or something. Not that I'd normally know what that felt like but my suspicions told me that this sensation was probably not far away from the after effects of such an ordeal.

My speedos were neatly folded and lying upon the end of my mattress of which I immediately yanked up and over my sore ass covering my privates once more. And true to her word the wall had been removed again. At least she had been honest about that. The first thing I noticed aside from the pain in my bunghole was that I was very thirsty and even more hungry than I had been before... Had another day passed already? Also there was a huge ball camera that somebody might place upon a computer monitor for a video chat session sitting at the open corner with a perfect view of my entire cell. It too was way out of proportion in size. In any event I was being monitored now.

I woozily got up and headed for the water bottle and put my hand on the moist shining metallic ball that held back the water behind it. I made an experimental push and noticed that it did not give without a good amount of effort. Damn this was really starting to piss me off.

So pushing with a good portion of my strength the ball did begin to recede some allowing the trapped water behind it to flow forth. But the water didn't behave the way that I thought that it would by just dripping out to the floor. It actually adhered to my hand, then wrist, then ran down my forearm continuing to my armpit dousing me with an unpleasant coldness that put a painful shock through my body so I immediately let go. Now all that I had to show for my efforts was a wet arm and side as the water continued to roll down my hip and dampen my underwear. There had to be a better way.

Looking over at the empty steel bucket I could see that it had a perforated lip for poring that resembled a sunken arc that you'd find on any common bucket but this might just do the trick. So I walked over and snatched it off the floor and then took it over to the gerbil bottle, aimed the poring lip at the metallic sphere, and pushed with all of my might. This time the water cascaded right into the bucket. A comforting success! I didn't stop until it was half full at which time I pulled it away and began greedily sucking in the life sustaining liquid. This bucket would serve as a oversized cup for now I reckoned. This was until I got my hands on that old lady.

On the other side of the room Mrs. Gunckel watched the live feed camera as Mike struggled with his daily necessity. A smile came across her face as she noted down with her keyboard and intelligence check due to the fact of how quickly he had figured out how to acquire his water without having to be continually doused by it. And she was happy that he was up and another acclimation step could be taken.

Violet liked to get creative with step two of providing her captive little person with an article of personal clothing. It needed to be something that was close to her on a continual bases and had thereby acquired body sweat and musk for that matter in order to incorporate the olfactory senses into the realization game as well. Bras, panties, scarves, etc. had worked in the past... What would it be this time? Violet looked down her nylon clad leg and smiled once more.

Mike having slaked his thirst looked down at the hardened lump of compressed rodent food and thought better of even touching the pellet so decided to just settle back down upon his mattress and began to think about things.. There were metal bars all around this place. But where they real? So getting back up he walked over to the exposed wall but then glanced at the camera. She would see him trying to escape. But he'd test the bars as inconspicuously as possible. So pressing the front of his body against the bars showing a posture that presented a curiosity in looking outside he took his hand on the opposite side of his body to clasp the bars and wiggle them slowly back and forth.. And to his depressing realization they were very thick and real indeed refusing to even buckle under his efforts.

Violet smiled again at his cleverness and noted this preliminary probing action of his towards the I.Q. results field on the monitor as well. Once he had stopped and walked back over to the mattress she knew that it was time and so rose to walk back over to his living habitat.

Mike could hear the bams and slaps of something big coming his way again so he quickly got into a fighting stance in order to do what he could to ward off whatever it was that was coming his way.

"MR. JOHNSON, IT'S GOOD TO SEE THAT YOU ARE AWAKE AGAIN. I'M SORRY ABOUT HAVING TO PUT YOU TO SLEEP YESTERDAY BUT IT WAS FOR THE BEST AS YOU'LL EVENTUALLY LEARN. NOW RATHER THAN LISTEN TO YOUR THREATS ABOUT RELEASING YOU AND HAVING TO ARGUE BACK AND FORTH ON OTHER PETTY DEMANDS I'M JUST GOING TO CUT TO THE CHASE AND PRESENT YOU WITH AN ARTICLE OF MY CLOTHING THAT I WORE TODAY.. IN FACT I WEAR THIS ARTICLE A LOT AS I DO NEED TO GET TO PLACES, HE, HE.

NOW STAND BACK A LITTLE AS I'M GOING TO SET IT RIGHT UP AGAINST THE BARS SO THAT YOU CAN SEE AND SMELL WHAT I'M ABOUT TO PRESENT YOU WITH."

Mike decided to ignore her silly games and at once began ordering her to release him but was silenced and almost jumped out of his skin when something massive dropped right in front of his cage. It even slammed against the bars some pitting it right up against his cell....

It was a sling back shoe more than four times longer than his entire body. It was black on the outside with small scuff marks that showed that these were not new and had seen some action. On the top of the shoe was a white slab of leather that received her foot from day to day. He could see a well worn imprint of a foot upon it. it was discolored in this area with impressions where the toes would settle. Towards the back and higher side the same phenomena has occurred where her heal would slap upon them. This area too was darkened and contained small pieces of compressed dirt along with more discolorations within the worn area. And faintly visible within the darkened heal portion was a faded circle that contained a digit within that was a 9.

Then the smell of leather, dirt, and sweat hit his nose. There was even a heat emanating from it indicating that it had just come off of something very big. Mike walked over and peered at the massive piece of foot ware.. This was not good.

Violet had silently walked back to the computer monitor having previously removed her shoes with one of them still in her hand. She slowly sat upon her chair and grinned again as she saw the look of awe on Michael's face. He was learning quickly she surmised. Tomorrow he would see her hand she inwardly beamed. Oh how she loved breaking them in she sighed.

But first things first. Opening up a drawer under her keyboard her hands found a small temperature meter with a wire attached to it and a small cylindrical metal device on the end of the wire that resembled a tiny rocket or dildo for that matter. This was her core body temperature device and it was time for the day's reading. Violet smiled again.. She so adored this part of the monitoring process. With this she stood up and began to explain to Mike that it was time to go to sleep for a while again.

Chapter 3

Mike awoke again and at once bolted upwards hoping that he had just woke from a horrible nightmare. But the walls were still there and his ass hurt like hell again too. He was thirsty again and needed to pee once more so got up and did just that. Retrieving his speedos that were left folded in the same place that they had been the previous day he put them on and glared at the camera.

"All right lady I'm up!"

The booming voice immediately returned.

"THAT'S GREAT! NOW I'M GOING TO NEED YOU TO ASK YOU TO SIT UPON THE MATTRESS THAT I'VE PROVIDED FOR YOU SO THAT YOU ARE NOT STANDING.. I'VE FOUND THAT IT IS ALWAYS BEST IF PEOPLE ARE SEATED AT THIS JUNCTURE OF YOUR ACCLIMATION. BUT DO PLEASE KEEP YOUR EYES ON MY SHOE AS IT WONT BE THERE VERY LONG, HA, HA."

Michael shook his head and tried to shake the sleep out of it. He'd might as well humor the lady by sitting down on the lousy mattress too if he's going to gain an edge by playing along some. So doing that he sat and tried to focus ahead.. He was sure that all that he was going to see was some very detailed Hollywood King Kong prop or a hologram that at best. A hologram that would not interact with anything and just wave around in an effort to convince him once more.

The shoe prop was very convincing he had to admit. But this is where he'd expose her for the charlatan that she was. Perhaps she didn't even realize that she'd painted herself into a corner at this point he smiled to himself.

And then it happened.

A massive hand came down from beyond his vantage point and rested upon the shoe! And did he hear the shoe creak or see the straps bend to weight? No, he couldn't have. He had to admit immediately that it looked better than any special effect that he'd ever seen before too. The skin had little thin hairs on it wavering through small wrinkles. The nails had purple polish painted upon them with very small pieces that has flaked off. He could even see the pore of her skin as well. And to top it all off the skin reflected a little bit of the overhead lighting that came from outside of his cell!

This was just too far out to be true he gasped! That's some hologram!

But then like some twisted fate like creature mocking him at every turn the fingers clamped around the shoe and simply lifted it up and away. He had tried to lift that shoe some yesterday before she had gassed him again just to see if it were made of cardboard or something and he couldn't even budge it in the slightest!

That hand had just lifted it away as if it weighed nothing!

"TA DA! HOW'D YOU LIKE THAT MR. JOHNSON? DO YOU THINK I HAVE PRETTY HANDS? I'VE NOTICED THAT YOU HAVEN'T EVEN TOUCHED THAT ORGANIC GERBIL PELLET THAT I LEFT FOR YOU ON THE FLOOR BY THE WATER BOTTLE SO I'LL MAKE YOU A DEAL. IF YOU'RE FEELING AS BRAVE AS YOU MIGHT BE HUNGRY RIGHT NOW, I'LL GIVE YOU A PIECE OF MY LUNCH TO EAT TODAY BUT YOUR GOING TO HAVE TO TAKE IT OUT OF MY FINGERS IN ORDER TO HAVE IT. I'LL BREAK OFF A LITTLE CHUNK OF SAUSAGE AND BRING IT CLOSE TO THE BARS OF YOUR LIVING HABITAT. THAT OUGHTA TASTE WONDERFUL TO YOU RIGHT ABOUT NOW. WHAT DO YOU SAY?"

Michael shook his head out of the trance that he had been in as he was trying desperately to convince himself that what he had saw just couldn't be real. But it had lifted something tangible and took it away.. And he was indeed hungry as all hell now to boot. Perhaps if he could touch her skin he'd feel that plastic and metal that the hand had to be made of.. Because if it wasn't a movie prop and it wasn't a hologram then it must have been a mechanical device of some type. But the only way to find out would be to touch that fake skin he reasoned.

"Yeah sure, bring me over some of that meat as I'm hungry as all hell."

"OH AREN'T YOU JUST THE BRAVE LITTLE FIRE CRACKER! MOST PEOPLE REALLY GO INTO DENIAL AT THIS POINT BUT NOT YOU. YOU'RE HUNGRY SO HERE I COME WITH DINNER HUN!

Mike stood up and waited with eager anticipation. This would be the final moment when he'd prove her a fake. It would all be in the texture of that skin he knew. So sure enough, the monstrous hand returned but only this time it had a chunk of meat about the size of Mike's fist pinched in between her pointing finger and her thumb and it moved quickly to the bars as well. It only stopped when the meat was pressed between them. He'd definitely have to physically grab that meat in order to get it as she did make sure of that he acknowledged.

So, Mike slowly started to move towards the hand. One small step at a time. In moments he was within inches of the bars with the greasy piece of meat. He could see the warm grease glistening while reflecting the outside light. But rather than just grabbing the meat he he quickly stuck out his hand and felt her finger tip. It was warm and pliant as skin should be. Putting his other hand under the pad he could feel something that made him want to die as the sobering reality began to sink in... He could feel a heart pulse.

Mike at once dropped his hands and walked backwards and then spun on his heels in order to go to the back of the cell to the darkest corner and shiver.. That hand was real!

Then as if some God from above was dictating to him some commandments or laws the booming voice returned.

"OH MR. JOHNSON YOU WERE SO CLOSE. BUT YOU DID SOMETHING VERY UNEXPECTED AND INGENUITIVE! YOU ATTEMPTED TO VERIFY MY REALNESS BY USING THE SENSE OF TOUCH. AND NOW I SEE THAT IT'S ALL STARTING TO FINALLY SINK IN FOR YOU. THAT'S GREAT! YOU'RE DOING SO WELL NOW. IN FACT, I'M GOING TO REWARD YOUR CLEVERNESS BY LEAVING THE SAUSAGE ON THE FLOOR FOR YOU TO EAT AT YOUR LEISURE. WELL, YOU'VE GOT ABOUT AN HOUR OR TWO BEFORE I GET BACK FROM THE STORE AND HAVE TO PUT YOU TO SLEEP AGAIN. I DO HAVE TO GROCERY SHOP JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE DOES, HE, HE.

BON APPETITE MR. JOHNSON. TOMORROW I'LL BE TURNING YOUR LIVING HABITAT AROUND TO SEE MY LAB AND FINALLY ALL OF ME SO YOUR GOING TO HAVE A BIG DAY TOMORROW LITERALLY, HA, HA.!

SEE YOU SOON DEAR."

With that Michael heard the slaps of her sling backs again followed by a loud boom that resembled a door shutting. This was in turn followed by the shifting of a key hole in order to lock that door. Then some thumping as she appeared to be going up some steps. And finally silence to be left with his thoughts to how screwed he truly was at this point.

Chapter 4
Today Mike woke to movement.  His entire environment was being spun or so it felt like until the spinning motion eventually stopped.

Mike found himself naked again as usual with his ass-hole as sore as ever.  So slowly reaching for his speedos where they had normally been left he pulled them on and then looked around.  At the open end his entire view had changed from a desk top to a room full of equipment and devices.  He saw strange monitors on desk tops with tools that he had no idea what to call.  These too in addition to everything else were massive in size. 

Beyond them were grey concrete walls that looked like were consisting of huge cinder blocks that were containing the room.  With massive openings that let sunlight in.. Windows.  But this type of glass were the very thick blocks that only let in light in which nobody could see out of and nobody on the outside could see through.  Very thick glass blocks he's seen before on regular older style homes.

To the right he saw a common everyday door with a bolt lock near the knob.  The floor was a grey unpainted concrete surface.  Then it all began to make sense.  Mike was being held in a common house basement.   Something anyone in the northeast might be expected to  have.

"GOOD AFTERNOON MR. JOHNSON.  I'M SORRY ABOUT THE RATHER RUDE WAY OF WAKING YOU UP TODAY BUT YOU'VE HAD MORE THAN ENOUGH REST LATELY AND IT'S TIME TO MOVE THINGS ON A BIT ESPECIALLY NOW THAT WE'VE DETERMINED A LOT ABOUT YOUR INTELLIGENCE AND MENTAL STABILITY.  IN SHORT, I'M CERTAIN THAT YOU CAN HANDLE THE NEXT TO LAST PHASE OF THE INDOCTRINATION PERIOD.   THIS WILL ENTAIL YOUR SEEING ME IN MY FULL GLORY.  I'LL WARN YOU FIRST THOUGH.  I'M NOTHING SPECIAL OTHER THAN MY RELATIVE SIZE TO YOU AND I APPEAR LIKE ANY OTHER LADY YOU'D SEE ON YOUR WAY TO WORK OR IN A SHOPPING MALL.

TRUTH BE KNOWN YOU'VE ALREADY SEEN ME BEFORE, IT'S JUST TAKING YOUR MIND A WHILE TO ACCEPT THAT FACT BUT SHORTLY WE'LL FORCE ANOTHER REALITY UPON THAT CONCIOUSNESS OF YOURS.   A REALITY OF SIZE.  

DO YOU THINK YOU ARE READY TO SEE ME NOW MR. JOHNSON?"

What the hell was this crazy broad going to do now?   Mike contemplated as he once again made a movement to his bucket of sand to relieve himself.  Upon pulling his member out of his speedos in order to take aim at the middle of the bucket he noticed that the sand or rock crystals or whatever they were had been changed. 

Letting his urine flow forth he also noticed that his water bottle level had been refilled too.  She must be doing maintenance while I'm knocked out he gathered. Once this regular task was through  Mike walked over to the bars to see if he could see the lady.  Perhaps there was some tiny window far away that she would be peering through, like a man hiding behind a curtain in the Wizard of Oz, that would make this hole place an actual aircraft hanger..  Anything to disprove the size and appearance that he saw.  

When she spoke to him again he determinded that the voice was now coming from behind his cell cleverly obscuring her as usual.  In any event he would need a description of her for the police reports later on he reasoned.  But that hand that he saw and touched yesterday was real.  This did not comfort him.

"I'LL NEED  YOU TO SIT DOWN UPON THE MATTRESS ONCE MORE MR. JOHNSON.  I'VE FOUND THAT FOR THIS PHASE IT IS BEST THAT PEOPLE BE SEATED AS WELL.  WE DON'T WANT YOU PASSING OUT AND CAUSING BODILY INJURY TO YOURSELF NOW DO WE?"

Sure why not at this point?  Mike gathered.  Given, she had been right about her instructions in the past.  And due to his prelimnary shocking realizations perhaps being very close to the floor wouldn't be a bad idea.  So down he sat.

"Ok lady I'm sitting now, show yourself so that we can get this over with and talk about how much trouble we might be in should we not come to some type of understanding."
Mike pretty much was bluffing about threats at this juncture but he'd use anything that he had until he was sure he had nothing left to bargain with.  Very soon he would find out that having nothing would indeed prove to be the case.

"OK LITTLE ONE, BRACE YOURSELF BECAUSE  HERE I COME.  I'LL BE MOVING IN FRONT OF YOUR VIEW TO THE RIGHT OF THE ENTRANCE TO YOUR HABITAT SO KEEP YOUR EYES POINTED IN THAT DIRECTION."

My habitat?  She means my fucking jail cell the crazy bitch... 

Then Michael felt tremors.. The same ones that he had felt before but had dismissed due to the fact that he had no idea what could be causing them.   But now his mind was starting to put two and two together as the slaps of feminine shoes across soles and a floor could be heard once again. 

Mike tensed up with anticipation and trained his eyes over to the right of the cage.  Even he  was looking forward to this at this point in time.

Then a wall or sky of white passed before the cage and proceeded to move or lumber further away.  It kept moving away until  he could make out the white as having shapes that resembled a lab coat.  Then the coat had arms too that moved back and forth as they traveled away yet more into his whole view.

Then a head on top of the coat became visible with long white greying ropes spun into a bun that had to be the hair of the back of her head came into view.   Glacing down as the behemoth continued on into the basement a navy-blue knee high dress flowed down and out of the white coat followed by some tan legs that were encased in what appeared to be normal everyday hose. 

And finally the slapping mystery was solved when he saw those same dark sling backs, one of which he was already very much acquainted with, fastened to feet that were indeed several times longer than his entire body.

Everything moved in a fluid motion just like a normal sized lady would do but this was no normal sized lady Mike quickly surmised as she came to an abrupt stop. 

Mike could only wait with stiffled breath for her to turn around.   Perhaps he'd see a tin face or a plastic one that held no emotions proving that this gigantic beast was a robot.
And slowly turning around she did.

What Mike saw was indeed the lady from a few days ago.  Except now she was as big if not  bigger than King Kong and no longer wearing winter clothing.  She was wearing an arrogant smug smile upon her face instead.

She was indeed as he had figured elderly.  Possibly in her late 50s to early 60s.  She probably still supported some C sized breasts underneath her coat.  She was slim and even looked a bit athletic even though the wrinkles and loose skin that gives away the tell tale signs of aging were beginning to make themselves pronounced.

Then she smiled more and waved to him. 

Mike could only glare wide eyed at the spectacle.. Nothing that he'd seen in his entire life could have prepared him for this.  Now her indoctrination methods were making good sense to him.  Had he seen her on the very first day then perhaps he would have most definately lost his marbles at that point.

It was almost beyond words.   It was as if she were a living, breathing, monolith..   A mountain...  A Giant!.. No, a Giantess at that!

She was keeping her distance for now and he appreciated that as he had already gotten up and back peddled to the cage bars behind him in an instinctual urge to run away.  But she had already seen to it that he'd have no such options.

So the two continued to stare at each other.  One totaly humbled. The other omnificent in her presence and demeaner.

It was Mrs. Gunckel who broke the stalemate.

"NOW DO YOU SEE WHY I WENT TO SUCH PAINS TO BRING THIS ABOUT SLOWLY? 
EXPERIENCE HAS TAUGHT ME THAT THIS IS THE BEST WAY.  SURE THERE'S BEEN SOME WHO DIDN'T GET YOUR LUXURY OF TEMPERANCE BUT THOSE PEOPLE HAD THAT COMING, HE, HE.  OH, AND THE UNFORTUNATE ONES WHO HAD TO ENDURE MY LEARNING CURVE IN THE BEGINNING."

Michael wanted to ask about what had happened to some of her past victims but no words were forthcoming.  He could only gawk and stare.

So there was a awkward silence again.  Only to be broken by her who was clearly confident to take the lead in doing so.

"MR. JOHNSON.  GO AHEAD AND ASK ME A QUESTION IF YOU'D LIKE.  I'M SURE YOU'VE GOT PLENTY AT THIS POINT AND TIME."

Michael looked down to take some deep breaths and gather his courage which he did.  Then looking up he asked her.

"What is it like being a giant?

"OH, I'M NOT A GIANT LITTLE ONE. I'M TRULY ONLY FIVE FEET, TEN TO BE EXACT.

Mrs. Gunkel repsonded in a smiling dismissive fashion.

IT IS YOU WHO ARE OUT OF HIS NORMAL ENVIRONMENT DUE TO HIS SIZE OR LACK THERE OF.  LOOK AROUND  YOU?

IS THERE ANYTHING THAT WOULD PROVE YOUR VERSION OVER MINE?  EVERYTHING AROUND YOU WOULD SUGGEST THE INVERSE.  THAT IT IS YOU WHO ARE SMALL.  NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. 

 
SOON I WILL TAKE YOU OUT OF YOUR LIVING HABITAT AND LET YOU EXPLORE A LITTLE IN BETWEEN EXAMINATIONS.  THERE ARE A SERIES OF TESTS THAT WE  HAVE TO PERFORM AND I'M GOING TO NEED YOUR COOPERATION TO AN EXTENT IF YOU ARE GOING TO ENDURE THEM AS STRESS FREE AS POSSIBLE.  AND BESIDES I CAN IMPROVE YOUR LIVING ARRANGEMENTS TOO WITH YOUR COOPERATION.

 
I TRY TO WORK ON A PRIVLEDGE BASED SYSTEM HERE.  THE MORE YOU COOPERATE, THE MORE PRIVLEDGES I GRANT.  BUT IF YOU MISBEHAVE I HAVE MY WAYS OF CORRECTING THAT TOO SO PLEASE DO TRY TO BE A GOOD LITTLE MAN. HE, HE.  OH I EVEN HAVE TRUSTEES HERE YOU WILL FIND!

PEOPLE WHO HAVE LEARNED HOW TO FULLY COOPERATE YOU COULD SAY.  I'LL INTRODUCE YOU TO ONE OF THEM VERY SOON AS WELL.  BUT FOR NOW WOULD YOU LIKE FOR ME TO TAKE YOU OUT OF THERE SO THAT YOU CAN HAVE A  LOOK AROUND?
I IMAGINE IT HAS BEEN VERY TEDIOUS AND BORING IN THAT LIVING HABITAT AND BESIDES IT WOULD SEEM THAT YOU NEED JUST A TAD BIT MORE PROOF OF YOUR DIMINIUTIVE STATURE AT PRESENT ANYHOW."

Ah, what he'd been waiting for.  A chance to escape as his possiblities of it would increase ten fold outside of this prison cell that he was currently contained within.

Michael summoned his courage once more as he tried to agree with her.

"Sure, let me out of here so that I can see how a Giant lives.  It must not be easy I'm sure.  You must require tons of food."

Michael was now walking towards the opening again trying to get a better view of his surroundings so that he could plot his escape from the Jack and the Beanstalk Giantess he surmised.

"VERY GOOD LITTLE ONE!  OH, YOU'RE COMING ALONG SO QUICKLY. BEFORE YOU KNOW IT WE WILL BE DOING THE PHYSICALS AND EVERYTHING.  I JUST LOVE IT WHEN I GET A BRAVE ONE LIKE YOURSELF. I SUPPOSE WE CAN MOVE ALONG TO THE FINAL STAGE OF YOUR ACCLIMATION MR. JOHNSON. 

THE PHASE WHERE I ACTUALLY  PHYSICALLY HANDLE  YOU!"

She spoke as she briskly advanced on his cage much faster than she had orginally moved into full view just moments ago with her enthusiasm waxing over her initial cautionary slowness. 

To see such a mountain of a figure moving so quickly towards  him made the blood go cold in his body while his scared eyes got wide once more.  Michael found  himself running to the opposite side of the cage once again in a feeble attempt to elude her but it seemed that she didn't notice his change in spirits or simply ignored it as her body stopped right in front of his opening.  At which point he could see her right arm lift over his cell.

Then all at once his ceiling was lifted away letting in a whole bunch of light, all at once.  Mike's eyes readjusted to the new brilliance in spectrum as he made out  her smiling face way above him.  Then her other arm  came out of the skies as he saw a massive wrinkled hand falling down right upon him.