“Hello?!” Carol called out, “Are you home Mel?”

She turned on the hallway light and went further into her girlfriend’s apartment. When she got into the kitchen she saw Melanie sitting at the table, working on a large pile of electronics with books strewn all about, and all along the counters were candles she used for various spells and incantations. Dating a witch with a love of technology sure was strange, but it was definitely never boring, Carol thought to herself.

As she approached Melanie still remained focused on her work, not even noticing as Carol crept up behind her, reached down, and cupped each of her D up breasts in her hands.

“Gah!” Melanie shouted, then smiled when she saw her girlfriend behind her. She calmly removed the hands from her chest, slid the chair out, and stood up to greet her. Well, stood up wasn’t the right term, she knelt on the chair so it would be easier to kiss since Carol was close to six feet tall and Melanie was just under five feet. When the two broke their embrace, Melanie spoke, 

“Sorry, I didn’t hear you come in. You have to see what I’ve just made”

Carol took a seat next to her and looked over what to her was just a pile of junk.

“What?” She said, “all I see are the results of your latest trip to Radio Shack”

Melanie looked taken aback when she heard this and replied, 

“First of all, Radio Shack isn’t even around anymore. I’d have to go back in time to even shop at one that didn’t just sell remote control cars and Beats headphones.And second, the last time I did that they didn’t have the stuff I needed”
The casual way Melanie was always bringing up things like time travel would never get old to Carol.

She was about to say something about when Melanie went on, 

“Anyway, this is something that will be much more fun. I used an old transformative talisman I found and added it to a matter manipulation device I learned to make from those aliens I met on…” she stopped when she saw Carol starting to look very confused, and finished with, “…well long story short, TA-DA!”

Melanie proudly held out a large remote control that looked like the one used in that show Quantum Leap. 

Carol reached out to touch it and Melanie pulled back, “Sorry, it’s very sensitive. And since only I can operate it, I wouldn’t want you to accidentally hit a button and turn me into a catgirl or something”, she saw the look of remorse on Carol’s face and added, “again”.

Melanie laughed and said, “Besides, I have something really fun planned for us tonight. I just want you to know before we start that I love you and would never do anything to hurt you. Do you understand?” 

Carol nodded. She knew this was true but still couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous. Melanie’s inventions and spells were always fun and more or less safe so she told her she was fine with whatever she did.

“Thank you” Melanie said as she stood up and kissed Carol on the forehead. “Now, I want you to lie on the table and close your eyes”.

Carol started to ask how she’d be able to lie on the table when it was loaded with stuff but when she looked over it was now clear. “I love magic”, she said to herself and as instructed laid down and closed her eyes.

When she saw her lover’s eyes close Melanie leaned down and whisper into her ear, “Keep them closed until I tell you, no matter what you hear or feel. And remember, I love you”.

Hearing those words from Melanie always calmed her down and Carol nodded and said,

“I love you too”. The last thing Carol felt was a kiss on her lips and then a very warm, bright (even through closed eyes she could tell) light engulfed her followed by all her senses going haywire. She felt like she was falling, landing, hot, cold, numb, overwhelmed, and pretty much everything else all at once.

She had no idea how long it lasted before she heard Melanie’s voice, somehow a lot higher up above her and deeper than it should be say, “Ok, now open your eyes slowly. And don’t try to stand up or speak right away”

When Carol opened her eyes she was immediately blinded by the light in the room but she slowly adjusted and as her vision cleared she was able to make out shapes and recognized that she was still in the kitchen, seemingly still lying on the table but something felt off. For one, her feet had been hanging over the edge before but now she could feel solid wood beneath them.Second, she was feeling a lot more grooves and imperfections than usual. Plus the table felt very cold. Much colder than she had ever felt wood get before. As she processed these observations she was suddenly covered by a large shadow. She looked up and hovering about 15 feet over her was the now enormous face of Melanie.

“Surprise!” Melanie said in her newly deepened voice that Carol now understood wasn’t any deeper than it usually was. She then wondered how high her voice would sound and opened her mouth to ask but could only get a few garbled sounds out. Melanie looked down with compassion in her eyes and said, 

“Relax. Your voice will come back, your body is still adjusting to it’s new form”, at this Carol’s eyes widened. What did she mean ‘new form’? It was obvious she had been shrunk, which was something they’d always talked about doing, but what was her ‘form’ now? Still unable to talk, she decided to take a look herself. She was just barely able to lift her head and get a look at herself. 

Looking down the length of her body she could see her torso was an unnatural shad of white with little brown spots all over it. Her breasts, which seemed just a bit bigger (no surprise there. Melanie always was a breast woman. It made sense she’d want them larger on a smaller lover) were also the same color and texture but she seemed to be wearing two round red pieces of… something. She could feel it on her skin (or whatever it was) and it didn’t seem like part of her so she assumed it was an outfit Melanie made up for her. By this time she had regained control of her arms so she raised her right hand in front of her face and saw that it was a light brown color and seemed to be very dry and cracked in some places. It was also unusually thin and looked as if it were very delicate. She raised the other one and it was the same. She felt one with the other and it felt as dry as it looked but after a few tentative tugs she was more confident about its strength. At least to someone at her size. She gulped at the thought of what someone as big as Melanie (or really, any other normal size human) could do but quickly put that thought out of her mind. The whole time Carol was exploring herself Melanie was watching in fascination. She resisted the urge to reach down and play with her new toy until she was ready, she meant everything she said about not hurting her and was full prepared to reverse the process right away if she freaked out.

Back on the table, Carol was now sitting up. She felt her face and realized that her head and body were now one. There was no neck, just one piece, and even stranger her head was so much wider than it should be. As she was feeling her head, something fell into her eyes. She pulled at it and it was definitely what was now her hair but it felt different, and from what she could see of it was green and leafy.

“What the hell am I?” she thought to herself while trying to stand. It was still too early for that and she fell on her butt (or whatever passed for her butt now). She looked up when she heard the loud booming laughter of her giantess lover.

“Enjoying the show?” she yelled up, shocked at how high her voice sounded and relieved that she could talk. 

Melanie apologized and asked if she felt ok.

“I-I don’t know”, Carol answered honestly. “I’m not in any pain if that’s what you’re worried about, but everything I’m seeing and feeling about myself feels off. Very off”

From her position high above the tiny woman, Melanie answered,

“That’s to be expected. You’ve been through a lot of changes. Your size is actually the least of it. Are you ready to see what you are now?” She asked

Carol nodded, nervous and excited to see what she was now. She watched as the giant (she had to keep reminding herself that Melanie wasn’t a giant, she was just tiny now) stood up and walked away for a moment before returning with a hand mirror that she placed in front of her.

As she took it all in, everything made sense. From the wider head, to the frail looking stick arms, the strange ‘hair’, and even the ‘bra’ she was wearing. Somehow Melanie had turned her into a living slice of pizza. Her hair was a couple of leaves, her arms were crust, and that ‘bra’ was two pepperoni slices. She was finally able to stand up and saw that her legs and feet were the same as her arms and hands. 

As she stood staring at her reflection she saw the cheese that was covering her crotch was swaying back and forth like a dress. She lifted it and sure enough, beneath that was a tiny vagina made out of the same material as the rest of her.
Carol looked up at her enormous girlfriend and yelled up, 

“This. Is. Awesome!”

“Really?” Melanie asked with a look of relief, “Thank God, I was worried you’d be mad about being turned into a living piece of food”.

Carol laughed and said, “Nah. It’s definitely weird, I mean I’m staring to wonder what I’d taste like and I’m almost tempted to take a bite, but I told you before, one of my favorite things about you is that nothing is impossible with you”, she shivered a bit and added, “but why am I so cold? Did you leave the a/c on too high again?”

Melanie smiled down at the little pizza girl and said, “no, it’s not even on that high. I think you’re cold because pizza is supposed to be hot so room temperature to you is too cold. Sorry about that, I can make some adjustments if you’d like”, she picked up the remote and started to enter some options but Carol stopped her, 

“That’s ok. It’s not that cold, and besides you know I prefer being cold so now you can keep it warm and I won’t mind!”

“Right”, Melanie replied, then added “So little pizza chick, what should we do next” as she reached down and scooped Carol up in her hand, with her thumb placed over her breasts, gently kneading the impressive sized mounds.

Carol moaned in pleasure and taking the giant thumb in both of her hands, pushed it away as she peeled away the pepperoni covering her breasts. She did this for two reasons, one because she knew what was next and since this seemed to be all she was wearing stripping seemed like the natural next step, and two because she was curious to see what her breasts looked like now. As she expected, they were the same white with dark spots as the rest of her, with two tiny little nipples at the tips. She placed the pepperoni slices on Melanie’s palm and watched as a giant thumb and index finger reached down and picked them up then brought them to her giant mouth where she proceeded to eat them.

“Hey!” Carol cried out in mock indignation, “Now what am I going to wear?”

Melanie just laughed as she brought her mouth down to Carol’s now bare breasts and gently sucked on both at once. As much as she trusted her, the reminder that she was now essentially just food caused Carol to get a little nervous and she tried to push her massive lover off of her. Melanie felt the tiny resistance and stopped at once to ask, 

“What’s wrong honey?” 

“Well”, she began, “It’s kind of embarrassing to ask but you’re not planning on eating me are you?”

Melanie looked at her for a moment and then assured the shrunken woman, 

“I promise you, I have no intention of eating you. Although…”, she added as she resumed sucking on her breasts, “…you do taste amazing. I’m starting to think I shouldn’t have turned you into a slice of pizza from Pizza Palace. It would have been less tempting if you were a slice of Dominos or something”

Carol balked at that idea, “Eww! No way! If I’m going to be a slice I’m going to be the best damn slice there is!”

Melanie nodded since her mouth was busy licking Carol’s breasts. This went on for another half hour, when Melanie placed her tiny love back down on the table with her pizza crust legs dangling over the edge. The shock from the cold brought Carol out of her sexual stupor and she sat upright fast enough to almost make her fall but luckily Melanie was there to catch her. Looking down, Carol was reminded how small she was. She didn’t think the fall would kill her, but even still seeing how high up she was made her back up. Besides, she thought, whenever you drop a piece of pizza it always lands cheese side down, which in her situation was her face and she wasn’t interested in seeing that rule applied to pizza people like her.

As she backed away she bumped into something cool and soft yet firm. She turned around to see Melanie’s hand stopping her retreat.

“Not so fast, little one” she said “Remember when I said I wasn’t going to eat you? Well, I lied”

as she pushed her down on her back and lifted the cheese flap between her legs to reveal her tiny vagina.

Melanie was very interested to see how her girlfriend would taste in this form. Considering how great her breasts tasted, she couldn’t wait to try this. She looked down to see if she was still ok and the look in her eyes said all she needed to know. 

She leaned in and with just the tiniest tip of her tongue began probing the small slit. 

It was even better than her breasts, she teased the shrunken lips of her lover, slowly working them apart with her tongue and listening as the high pitched squeaks got louder and faster. The sound coming from the table combined with the flavor she was tasting got her more aroused than she had been in a while. She reached down to take care of herself as she finished Carol.

When they were done, Melanie looked down at her handiwork. Carol just laid there basking in the afterglow, amazed at what had just happened. She was also starting to feel something else, stiffness in her joints and her skin was feeling very tight. With some effort she sat up and said, again with more effort than she was used to, 

“Um, hun, I think I’m getting stale. You shouldn’t have left your food out for so long”

When they finished laughing Melanie reached over and grabbed the remote, aimed it at Carol, and fired.

Carol felt the same feeling as before and when she opened her eyes she was lying on the floor with the room looking the size it was supposed to be. Well, almost. When she stood up and approached Melanie she noticed that they were the same height.

“What gives?” she asked, to which Melanie replied, 

“I thought we’d have a little more fun” as she aimed the remote at herself, pulled the trigger, and began to grow.