The white racing boat pierced through the glassy water of the river as the rising sun began to cast a golden glow across the landscape. Eight strong, young women glistened with sweat and powered the vessel with their muscular legs, putting more and more effort in with each stroke. Claire - the stroke of the crew - wore a face of determination as she continued to lay down the pressure, head of the river was approaching and, in a few weeks, months of training would lead up to one six-minute race that they had to be prepared for.

"Yeah girls, there?s the speed we want!" Jay shouted to the crew with enthusiasm.

Jay was a small kid, barely cresting 5'4 which is exactly why he was the perfect size for a cox. While talented in his coxing ability, Jay was actually too light to cox the men's senior crew at university and instead found himself being the perfect weight to fit into the women's senior crew. Not that he was complaining, the girls in the crew took the sport just as serious as he hoped they would, it also helped that they got along well and had become close friends and to top it all off he found a majority of them to be unbelievably attractive, especially Claire, and as the stroke of the crew ­­he spent a lot of time face to face with her.

Claire was absolutely stunning, standing at four inches over six feet she had an incredibly defined body. Her flowing blonde hair led down to her muscular biceps that bulged with each stroke she took, her quads managed to stretch her zootie to its limits. With each stroke she let out a billowing exhale, further proving the effort she was putting into her sport.

"Jay, speed." she demanded between breaths. Jay quickly relayed the information back, Claire responded with a forced nod as she remained focused on her movements. They were almost back to the pontoon, meaning the session was soon to be over and the crew could finally relax.

***

After they pulled up to the wooden platform Jay stepped out of the boat and gathered his coxing tools from the seat, as he turned around, he took a moment to appreciate Claire in all her glory stretching out that tension from the session as she reached her arms towards the sky, making her stature even more intimidating. He looked back down before anyone noticed his stare and walked up to the shed to meet with his coach, Jane Chandler.

"How do you think we went this morning?" Jane questioned as Jay approached. Giving him a quick glance up and down, mostly down as she similar to most people, towered over him.

"Not bad, I think we're in a good spot, but you know, just have to keep up the work. I think Sarah was a bit worried about her back though," He said in reply.

"Mm, yeah we'll see how she holds up over the next few days, anyway I'll talk to the others and see how they're holding up too," her large, calloused hand clasped his shoulder as she gave him a reassuring pat and moved past him to find the others. “See you on Thursday.”

***

Jay leaned against his car waiting for Claire and Bridget to finish speaking to their coach so he could drop them home, the 4am starts were starting to wear him down. As he was beginning to nod off, he heard the crunch of gravel as they approached.

"Shotgun!" Bridget yelled as she ran towards the car, tearing in front of Claire so she could secure the front seat.

"That's not fair my legs are longer than yours and Jay's backseat is so cramped," she complained as Bridget closed the door in front of her. "Ughhh whatever, Jay you should really consider getting a bigger car," she added as she squeezed her way into the back.

"Yeah orrr you could just be shorter," Jay shot back with a smirk as he settled into the driver's seat and pushed the seat back to confine Claire's leg room further resulting in a chuckle from Bridget.

"Jay! Don't make me come squash you little man," she playfully joked, as she began to push back against the seat, easily overpowering his attempt.

"Whatever, I can't hear you from back there anyway," he said with a laugh, "so how'd the chat with Jane go?"

"Well, she thinks we're all putting in the work and we're on track to win buuut there's one problem she has," Bridget replied. "She thinks you still need to lose more weight," this earned her a scowl from Jay, "Hey! Her words not mine."

"Is that bitch kidding? I literally weigh like 50kg I don't have much more room to lose weight," he angrily said back.

"52kg" Claire corrected from the back. "Plus, I have an idea. You know that thing my dad is working on Brig?"

"Uhhh yeah? the remote that he used to make that couch smaller?" Bridget quizzed as she unscrewed the lid to her protein shake and took a swig.

"Yeah that one, but he used it on a mouse recently and it actually shrunk, so I was thinking maybe we could use it on you Jay and just make you a bit shorter and then you'd be way lighter without having to lose any actual weight," she stated matter-of-factly.

Jay sat there dumbfounded, was Claire actually suggesting they use her dads highly experimental shrinking device just so he could lose a few kilograms. "How about no? I'd rather just lose it naturally."

"Come on it'll be so much faster and easier if we do it like this, I promise nothing will go wrong, dad's been testing it a lot and it has been super successful," she pleaded. "It's only going to help us go faster."

Jay considered his options, drop his friends home and then catch up on some well needed sleep or instead go to Claire's house and change his height from very short to incredibly short just so his coach could be happy. He saw the way Bridget and Claire were expectantly looking at him, he did want to win too and being lighter would only help, plus dieting is not exactly his idea of fun.

"Fine, we'll go try it but let's just agree only to take away a few inches at most okay?" He stated.

"Sounds like a plan to me," Claire said happily. "But I can't make any promises about how much we shrink you."

This earned a stern glare from Jay as he death stared back at her in the rear-view mirror.

"Just kidding!" she swiftly added with a cheeky grin.

“No one’s home so we should be free to go down to the basement” Claire said in a low voice as she quickly glanced around the house.

“Can’t wait” Jay replied with a sarcastic thumbs up.

The basement of Claire’s house looked like a standard laboratory with a little white box seated upon a table in the middle of the room. As the three friends approached it became evident what the box held. Inside sat a grey remote with a glossy, glass display screen with an antenna poking out the top – Claire’s dad’s shrink ray.

“Well that doesn’t look too dangerous” Bridget added as she peered past Claire’s shoulder, “what’s the worst that could happen Jay?”

Reaching into the box, Claire gripped the remote and turned to Jay, “Alright, so let’s just start with making you 5 foot even.”

Not that bad Jay thought to himself, at least he wouldn’t be some impossible height, there are still people out there who are 5 feet tall. “Yep, go ahead” he said confidently as he watched her punch in the digits and press the green button on the side.

Suddenly, Jay felt tingles shoot all over his body as he noticed the two already Amazonian girls in front of him stretch slightly towards the ceiling, no he reminded himself, he was contracting slightly towards the floor.

“Woah” was all Bridget managed to get out as she saw her meek friend lose 4 inches of height, “that’s incredible!” she added.

Claire stepped right up to Jay seemingly sizing him up to her, he only just reached her large D cup breasts, “I can’t believe that actually worked…” she said in shock. Claire was taller than the average person but to be standing over a foot taller than her friend she felt powerful, like she wanted to be that much bigger than everybody she saw. Or what if she was even larger than that? scenarios started playing in her mind –

“Earth to Claire” Jay said, breaking her out of trance, “ok so it worked, let’s bring it to training on Thursday and we’ll show Jane and then put it away until head of the river.” He managed to get out, he felt weird being so much shorter than before and Claire was standing particularly close for comfort, accentuating her stature over his.

“Wait, we should so experiment with it some more” Bridget murmured, not only was it cool to see a live person shrink but she was also curious to see to what extent it could reduce someone’s size, snatching the remote out of Claire’s hand she started inputting a new height for little Jay.

“Bridget, no!” he exclaimed as he reached out to stop her, his hand fell short as that familiar tingling feeling returned. Before Jay knew it, he was staring directly into her crotch. Blushing, he backed up and took in the brunette beauty who stood before him, her 6’1 height now appeared to be over twelve feet as she was essentially double his size. Jesus, he thought to himself, he was stuck in the middle of two giants who were both gawking at him.

Claire was stunned, she felt incredible standing over him flaunting her size and couldn’t help but let a smile appear on her face as she burst into laughter at the sight of the toddler-sized boy. An idea creeped into her mind as she turned on her side and giggled “Hey Jay, let’s hip bump.”

The smell of a sweat soaked zootie entered Jay’s nostrils as he came face to face with the underside of Claire’s hip, he couldn’t help but inspect her curvaceous rear jutting out behind her, full and plump stretching the navy-blue material outwards. Before he could get in a word her hip cocked to one side then came barrelling into his face sending him reeling backwards into a heap on the ground. The two Amazonian girls erupted into a fit of laughter, Claire was almost tearing up at what she just witnessed, and further more she absolutely adored the surge of power she felt as she managed to move his whole body with just the sway of her thick hips, admittedly there was a bit of weight behind them but nonetheless.

Claire pleaded to Bridget to give the remote back as she wanted to test the limits of the device further. Once again before Jay could react, he began to dwindle down. He sunk towards the floor settling at eye level with the top of their ankles. “Guys, please turn me back this is terrifying!” Jay exclaimed up to the laughing giantesses, which only caused their raucous laughter to intensify.

“You should hear yourself Jay, you sound like a mouse!” Bridget chortled as she leaned over to get a better look at him.

Jay looked up in horror as the booming rumbles of their laughter echoed all around him. He gazed up at their legs, sculpted from hours of training but with a soft feminine touch to them. Their quads bulged out of their zoot suits and into thick thighs that lead into a curvy waistline. The rest of their body was almost too much to take in as they stretched way up into the sky, they were massive - giants in their own right.

“Awww you’re like a little doll, better get out of the way of the big scary giants” teased Claire as she raised her blue sports shoes over his position and watched him scramble out of the way of her gigantic sneaker.

The sight of the treads on her shoes hovered above Jay like a guillotine ready to drop on his head, he turned to run but was instead interrupted by a loud thud as the pink fabric of Bridget’s shoe slammed down in front of him causing him to fall across the width of her shoe.

“Not getting away that easy” she laughed as she began to lift her foot off the ground taking Jay with it. As she balanced on her left foot she reached down and wrapped her hand around his torso. “I can’t believe I’m actually holding a person in my hand” she practically squealed with amusement.

“Let me hold him, pleeease” Claire begged as she held her hand out, Bridget lowered his wriggling body into her grip as she wrapped her trunk like fingers around him. This is the feeling she was chasing, the feeling of full control over someone who could do nothing but struggle in her grasp was intoxicating and she just wanted to make him smaller, but no, she couldn’t go too far too fast or it would lose the appeal. Instead she wanted to toy with him a little bit and have some fun, she knew she couldn’t indulge fully in her fantasies as the tiny man in her hand was still a good friend and an important part of their crew but maybe one day she’d find someone who’d satisfy these urges.

“You need to change me back to my normal size,  this is getting ridiculous” Jay shouted out in an attempt to talk some sense into his friends, however he knew it was futile as they looked like they were only just getting started with their fun.

“Come on Jay don’t be such a party pooper, plus at least you’re on weight now,” Claire said with a gleeful smile as she and Bridget launched back into another round of laughter, “let’s head back upstairs Brig.”

Claire slowly lowered Jay’s tiny body down onto her kitchen table. The two girls pulled out a few chairs and with a heavy thud sat their massive frames down in front of their miniscule friend, huge bodies casting him in a dark shadow as they blocked out the lightbulb above making them appear even larger.

“So, what to do with you little guy.” Claire boomed above as she leaned forward to inspect him further, causing her massive fabric-covered breasts to press down against the wooden table with a loud creak enforcing their size.

Jay stared on in awe as he watched boobs as big as houses roll out in front of him, taking a slight step back he finally urged up the courage to speak to his gigantic crewmates “This seriously isn’t funny, can you please just turn me back to normal now.”

“Can’t we just play around a little bit first, I promise we won’t do anything too bad, right Claire?” Bridget assured Jay, sending a sideways glance to Claire to confirm her suggestion.

“Yeah sure, we just want to have a bit of fun, we had a long session this morning and I just want to unwind” she said with a smirk. Claire’s colossal form rose up from the table, her upper body and waist towering over Jay. Seeing her tower over the table like that reminded him that she was a living, breathing giant to regular people as well. A piercing screech could be heard as she pushed the seat back, he saw her left quad tense as she hoisted up one her beefy size 13 shoes onto the table next to him. How low to the ground was this table he thought as his knees trembled as the structure beneath him groaned as it adjusted to her titanic weight, slowly looking up he could see Claire’s smile gleaming triumphantly down at him.

“You know… we were working so hard this morning, weren’t we Brid?” she began saying giving her friend a convincing nod, “and you just kind of sat there the entire time doing nothing except pull on a bit of string,” this forced a burst of laughter from Bridget as she slapped the table.

He knew what they were doing, it was a classic rower joke about how the cox contributes nothing except the steering. There is some truth to it he thought gazing up at the monolithic athletes before him, he could never lay down the strength and power they do, especially now at his reduced size.

“Since you have so much practice with strings, let’s see if you can untie my laces,” Claire chuckled, she didn’t want to give him an impossible task, surely, he would be able to pull them loose. Jay stood up with intent to prove her he could. How couldn’t he? They were just a pair of shoelaces, albeit oversized.

Gripping the lace like it were an exercise rope he hoisted it underneath his arm, with a squeaky grunt he leaned back and put in all his weight to pull on it, it felt like an impossible game of tug of war. Jay’s face went red from exertion as well as the embarrassment, he was not even big enough to untie her shoes. His whole life he had dealt with being the small and weak one, but this made him feel downright diminutive.

“That is just too precious,” she snickered above, “I guess I do have to tie them up pre-tty tight to keep these hard-working puppies in all day,” Claire declared this with pure arrogance as she condescendingly looked down upon her miniscule friend, with a quick tap of her foot she sent him tumbling backwards onto his ass, earning himself another round of giggles from the two giantess beauties.

The booming snickers above him caused him to tuck his head deep into his hands to avoid any further humiliation. Suddenly, he felt his stomach drop as his loins began to stir, he couldn’t believe himself, was he really getting turned on by this? Sure he was attracted to these girls, but they were literally pissing themselves with laughter just from the sorry sight of him, he was truly nothing but a doll to them. While he puzzled over these unique new feelings he watched in awe as she lifted her foot high into the sky and let it plummet back to Earth, the resulting tremors turning his legs to jelly.

Bridget’s face soon replaced the space once occupied by Claire’s foot, he gazed up at her billboard-sized face wanting to shrink away to avoid even further embarrassment, “you are so fucking puny man,” she heavily breathed over him as her mouth loomed closer, the smell of her protein shake enveloped Jay’s head. He saw as her eyes darted down to his crotch, he really hoped she hadn’t noti-

“Oh my god, looks like someone is kind of enjoying this…” Claire interrupted his thoughts from high above, “I know I’m good looking, but I didn’t realise even my shoe had it going on”

 “Come on, leave him alone, it has to be pretty overwhelming seeing us so big,” the other giant empathised with him, “we usually tower over him already so I can’t even imagine how huge we look now,” her words did little to help as it only seemed to spur Claire on.

The blond colossus begun spinning around on her heels, an echoing screech could be heard from below, “especially when he’s eye level with this juicy dump truck,” she smirked as her hand came flying down to grab her toned, supple sweaty fabric covered ass, he was at a loss for words gazing upon her terrific tush, her meaty ass cheeks stretched her attire to its limits as her massive hands gripped the hard-working flesh. He had daydreamed about this bum before, but to see it loom so large in front of him was another experience altogether, he was beginning to think maybe she had a point.

Her ass hung ominously above the wooden surface he stood upon, casting a shade over him. Jay soon felt the atmosphere around him change as she neared closer, a humid, musky scent invaded his nostrils. Jay’s intimidating friend began to lean over, spreading her cheeks and pushing her asshole closer to the forefront. He felt dizzy from the lack of oxygen he was receiving and fell forwards clutching his stomach and faceplanting into the firm flesh of her rear. He began to take deep breaths trying to regather himself but was instead gifted with comparatively huge lungful’s of her musty ass stench.

Bridget gasped as she reminded him of her presence, “I think he’s kissing your ass Claire!”

“He should be,” she chuckled, “repayment for making me sit in the back.”

He quickly pushed off her muscular butt and regained his composure, trying to not let them find ways to degrade him further. A loud ding rang out from below the table as Bridget pulled out her phone and began to vent as soon as she saw the notification, “ugh, Dad wants me home soon to do the lawn.”

“I can help you out, I don’t have much else planned for today and plus I can drive us.”

“What about Mr. ass kisser over here,” the brunette motioned to Jay, the tiny man saw a slight tug at the edge of her lips as she took in the sight of his miniscule body next to the round, plump cheeks of her friend, they looked like gigantic boulders compared to him. She wasn’t joking when she called him puny before.

“Oh it’s okay I have somewhere we can put him, but first…” Claire began as she slowly brought up the shrinking device barely visible in her huge hand and began tapping away at its glass screen with her trunk-like fingers. “Smaller.”