Written with my co-author, Inverse.
1. Prologue by Da Boss
2. Monday with Dad by Da Boss
3. Tuesday with Mom by Da Boss
4. Wednesday with Eddie by Da Boss
5. Thursday with Heather by Da Boss
6. Friday on the floor by Da Boss
7. Saturday around the house by Da Boss
8. Sunday in the basement by Da Boss
Hope you enjoy....
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“Well this sounds like such a fun trip, sweetie!” Carrie said, as her daughter grabbed a spare suitcase and brought it down the hallway towards her bedroom. “You’re gonna have so much fun!”
Marie smiled, dragging the suitcase down the hallway and dropping it off in her old bedroom. She then turned to face her mother. “Yeah I’m excited!” she said with a smile. “Heather and I are gonna have so much fun. Gonna do some drinking, some hiking,” she lied. “It’ll be nice to get away for a bit.”
“You’ve been working hard, you deserve it,” Carrie responded. She turned, wanting to give her daughter time to pack up her bags. Marie was in her late twenties and didn’t live with Carrie anymore, but she often came by to visit her parents, which Carrie loved.
What Marie told her family, was that her and her good friend Heather were taking a road trip for a week in a town a few hours away. She told her mom that they would be doing typical tourist stuff, hitting the bars on the Main Street, doing some hiking, all that stuff. While Marie didn’t technically lie to her parents about going on vacation for a week, she definitely lied about where exactly she was going.
Working in the field of quantum physics, Marie had been working on a top secret project in her free time. It was a device that could most easily be described as a shrink ray. Marie hated that description though. That sounded like something too sci-fi for her. She often referred to her creation as the “temporary matter reducer.” The device was described to look like a lamp, which she kept in her old bedroom at her parents house. She knew her family almost never went into her old room, so she figured it was safer there than at her apartment where her boyfriend, Dan, could get his hands on it. The device was programmed so that the user could input a certain duration of time. The person would then stand in front of the device as it scanned their body, and would shrink them down in thirty seconds. After the duration of time had passed, the person would automatically be returned to their normal size….assuming they had enough space to do so and were still alive Shrinking could be hazardous after all.
This was a major passion project for Marie. The young woman had successfully shrunken and re-grown herself multiple times, and now wanted to put this to the test. She planned on spending the next week just relaxing, while about two millimeters tall. Rather than exploring some new town several hours away with her friend, Marie was actually planning on taking a week to herself, in the relative safety of her parents home. Using a 3-D printer, Marie had created a miniaturized city, which was almost three feet across. It had everything from model buildings to pools to parks, and it was perfectly set to accommodate a two millimeter person (Marie’s favorite size to shrink to).
Marie had packed multiple suitcases with clothes, meals, water and everything else should we need to relax for seven days. Her old room was set up well, with her bed and dressers positioned in a way that the natural light from the windows could illuminate the model city during the day, and it would be naturally dark at night. The shrink ray was disguised as a lamp near the device, which she kept unplugged when she was not home to keep anyone from messing with it. She had a magnifying glass next to the model city, in case there were any incidents and she, or someone else, needed to be found.
“Alright,” she said to herself, putting her suitcase down next to the model city. “Time to say goodbye to the family.” Marie’s parents and brother had asked her about the model city on her desk in the past, but Marie again fell back on her half-truths. As far as her parents knew, she just enjoyed 3-D printing and this was just a work of art she had created.
“Hi Ruby,” Marie said, as her parents three-year old black cat walked up and brushed against her legs as she sat back down in the living room. Marie reached down and hoisted up the chubby cat, and began scratching her head.
“Okay Marie, do you know about the hotel’s security policy, and where the nearest police department is?” It was her dad, Victor. He was a loving father and always had her best interests at heart, but he could be extremely paranoid and overbearing when it came to the safety of his younger daughter.
Marie could only give a half-hearted smile, and nodded. “I know dad,” she said. “I’ll keep in touch with you guys, you know you can always get me on my phone. Both her parents continued to give Marie a lecture, listing the warnings about travel. Marie had no idea why her parents were acting so paranoid. She had traveled outside the country and gone to Germany with her friends before and everything was fine. What was the big deal about her going a few hours away.
“Yeah, and make sure you watch your hangovers,” laughed Eddie, Marie’s twenty-one year old brother who was in his last year of college. He still lived at home and his room was across the hall from Marie.
“Hey I was drinking before you,” laughed Marie. “I know what I’m doing.”
“You did!” responded Eddie. “You’ve been out of college too long, your tolerance is gone.”
Marie continued to bicker with Eddie and chat with her parents, when she decided it was time to go to bed. She made a point to tell her parents that Heather was going to pick her up early in the morning before they woke up. She said good night to her parents, her brother and to Ruby.
“And here we go,” Marie said to herself, giddy with excitement. She scanned her suitcases, backpacks and everything else she needed for the next week. She watched as they all dwindled down to a barely visibly size in the palm of her hand. Even though she had done this before, her hands quivered with excitement as she placed the tiny luggage down in the model city.
Marie stepped onto her desk, the remote to control the matter reducer clenched in her hand. Her white, silk scarf with decorative black lace was bunched up against her neck. Her blue shirt felt tight as her body tingled with excitement. The blue sleeves wrapped around her slender arms and Marie could only imagine how she'd look tiny and living in her own, little world. Her legs were dressed in black skinny jeans that would glide right through the empty, shrunken streets.
Marie let her marvelous auburn brown hair loose, tones of brown shined in the light of her bedroom as it cascaded down her body and shoulders. Marie made her final adjustments to the Temporary Matter Reducer. Two millimeters in height. Seven days, one hundred sixty eight hours to be exact. Marie double checked her math to make sure everything was right. “Next Sunday night I’ll be back to normal,” she mumbled. She made one last change, giving herself thirty seconds to climb up onto the desk after she was scanned.
“Okay, time for a week off,” she laughed, pressing the button. A blue beam struck Marie’s body, and her signature was stored inside the device. Again shaking in excitement, Marie climbed up onto her chair. As she clock counted down towards one, she jumped, and reduced while in the air. The tiny woman landed on a soft pad she had strategically laid down, now reduced in her model city.
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Morning came as light shined down from the window onto the model city,
standing on the table in the bedroom, which unknown to the other members of the
house, contained a two-millimeter sized girl within. Marie was awoken as the
sunshine started to brighten her environment, stretching herself as she
readjusted to her new surroundings.
Last night, after initially shrinking herself down
into the city, Marie was in absolute awe. She admired the handiwork and immense
detail on several of the nearby buildings, and how the world outside the city
now just seemed like a blur. Picking up her bags of resources she shrunk
alongside her, she had taken a several minute walk to a nearby park, where she
too was incredibly fascinated at the real grass, trees, and even small lake she
had set up.
At the edge of the park was a little cottage,
which was actually a shrunken dollhouse, that Marie had chosen specifically to
be her home base. Due to how late it was by the time she really settled in, she
decided to simply go to sleep and focus on further exploration the following
day. She did have a whole week ahead of her, she thought to herself.
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Walking down the stairs after getting out of bed,
Marie continued to yawn and stretch herself awake, dressed in a sleeping robe
and slippers, with her hair still a bit of a frizz. Entering the kitchen, she
pulled out a bag of bread, as well as some eggs outside of a case of luggage,
which contained all the food she would need to last her for the week.
Using a makeshift stove she set up herself, she
devoured her well-made breakfast, all the while browsing through her phone
which still functioned. She scrolled through her text conversations with her
boyfriend Dan, who was under the belief that she was just spending a few days
with her parents. She did make sure to send him several nude photos of herself
in bed, but there was no way to tell she was actually tiny. She was having such
a breezy time that she momentarily forgot that she was in a tiny city in her
bedroom, so excitedly jumped back out of her seat, and ran out to the balcony.
Letting her robe flap in the wind, exposing her
bra and panties to only herself, Marie took in the breath of fresh air, thanks
to the AC in her bedroom being the perfect amount, amazed at the sheer scope of
the world she inhabited now at her size. It would probably take a whole day
alone to explore the entire city, she imagined.
The slight dauntedness of the task caused Marie to
remember the reason she shrunk into the city in the first place: to relax. She
had a whole week for this entire city to herself, she didn’t need to rush and
could take everything easy. The city wasn’t going anywhere. Thus, Marie decided to spend most of her first day
just lounging around her house. She even ended up passing out at one point on
her large, luxurious couch in the living room until it was the afternoon. She
was treating it as her own personal lazy Sunday, even though it was a Monday.
Eventually Marie, still dressed in her morning
attire, chuckled to herself saying, “Well, I guess I’ll be somewhat productive.”
Heading back into her room, she stripped right
down to her nude form, admiring her figure in the mirror, before grabbing a set
of clothes from her personal and miniaturized wardrobe. She figured what better
way to get acquainted with her new surroundings than to also get some
exercising in. Changing into sports bra and underwear, alongside a sexy looking
white tank top, black yoga pants, and
white running shoes, Marie was ready to head out jogging.
Marie always enjoyed getting a good run in, and
trying to get to the gym at least twice a week. Exercising was something she
always liked and wanted to do more of, but her busy schedule tended to hinder
that, so this week vacation was not only an excuse to rest, but also one to get
some more mileage out of working out.
Lightly jogging down the street, Marie still was
in awe and couldn’t believe the scale and detail in everything. The cars parked
all over were perfectly to scale and functional, so she could take a drive
sometime later if she so felt like it. She laughed to herself as she thought
that if she kept up the self-congratulating she’ll start to grow a bigger ego.
Speaking of ego, she had already travelled a
decently far amount of space, alternating between light walk, simple jog, and
hard run, for about two hours, and had reached the Main Street, which had its
own central landmark of a statue of Marie, surrounded by a cavalcade of various
types of buildings. This was the section Marie was particularly proud of, not
just because of her visage standing “beautifully” tall, but also that she had
decided to throw away the concept of theming and just put whatever. A bazaar of
stores, several skyscrapers mixed in with traditional sized houses, couple
middle-sized offices. It really was like living in a toy box.
The exploring had caused Marie to decide to make
her way back to her cottage so she can make a proper schedule of what she’d
like to do during her week, when she is caught off guard by a…
*SCREECH*
Suddenly, Marie stopped to a halt as she could
hear what to her was a loud smash coming from somewhere far beyond her horizon.
Somewhere in the outside world. And the noises continued to grow more frequent
and closer.
“Oh shit…not now!” Marie exclaimed to herself,
sweat starting to pour down her face, and not from the running.
“WELL. LOOK AT THE FINE CRAFTWORK HERE” a voice
echoed downwards from the heavens, sending a chill down Marie’s spine,
nervously turning around and staring up to see none other than the ginormous approaching
body of her father, Victor.
Victor had just returned home from work where he
found both his wife and son were out each on their own errands. He typically
didn’t have that much alone time so wanted to take the opportunity to take it
easy. This got him to thinking about Marie, who had sent her a text message
informing him that she arrived safely earlier that day, and thinking about
wanting to take a trip like that for himself at some point.
He was then reminded of the model city that Marie
had briefly mentioned before, and with her and everyone else currently away,
thought it would be the perfect time to check it out. He knew his
daughter was incredibly smart and was very into her hobby of 3-D printing, and
wanted to take some time to appreciate her work.
Marie was starting to worry. She had chosen not to
put a lock on her room because she assumed her family wouldn’t bother with entering
or messing with anything of hers. She didn’t even live here anymore, why would they
need to come into her room for anything? But now her father was at ground zero,
and she absolutely didn’t want any of them finding her tiny right now. She
could only imagine what they may do to her at this size.
Her mind raced with worst case scenarios of being discovered at two millimeters tall by her massive family. Her father loved to tease her and always treated her as his “little girl.” She could swear he would try and scare her by dangling her above his mouth or something, hopefully not letting her go. Her mom on the other hand, often tried way too hard to be best friends with Marie, often trying to prove she was just “one of the girls.” She even wanted to take Marie lingerie shopping once to find something for her boyfriend Dan. Marie had absolutely no desire to be dropped in her giant mom’s bra and pinned up against her nipple for safe keeping.
This left Eddie, her slightly younger brother. Marie honestly shuttered
just thinking what he could do if he found her.
Realizing the danger she could be in and snapping
back into reality, Marie quickly booked it inside of the closest building to
her, an office building about four stories tall (about twenty millimeters),
carefully peering out the window from her dad’s view, hoping he leaves sooner
than later.
After just entering her room, Victor bent down to
examine the city, astonished by the sheer amount of detail that his daughter
had managed to pack into this little project of hers. Seeing the sheer variety
of different buildings, plus the greenery in the park, and all the little cars
around, even he started to imagine people living in the city. It would
be so cool to tower over these pathetically small people, like a true giant.
He reached his hand in to pick up several objects
to closely examine, each time his titanic fingers creating an eclipse that
blocked out all light temporarily within a given area of the city, causing
Marie to yelp and whimper in nervousness. At this point she didn’t have too
much experience of shrinking around regular sized people, especially unaware
ones, so she wasn’t too sure how to handle it. She knew that her matter
reducer did nothing to enhance her durability, so she could still be in grave
danger.
Putting down one of the cars he had admired,
Victor pushed it down the road at lightning speed to see how it drove, causing
it to crash into another building and tumble all over. Victor chuckled to
himself, not really thinking the damage is that big of an issue, unaware of the
potential danger it would cause.
Then, his thumb and finger carefully descended
back down toward his next target, plucking an inconspicuous office building up
out of the ground: the same one his daughter was currently within.
Marie has in full freakout mode. Everything was
shaking around her, forcing her to grab onto a nearby pole to keep her steady.
The entire building began to crunch and creak as the pressure of Victor’s
finger and thumb affected it. Marie could see out the window the monolith that
is her father as all she could perceive was his left eye, staring closely at
the building, trying to peek through its floors.
“HMMM, ARE YOU SURE THERE AREN’T ACTUALLY TINY
PEOPLE LIVING IN HERE? IT’S SO REALISTIC!” Victor jokingly commented to
himself, his booming voice sending chills down his daughter’s spine and
rattling the walls of the building. And he was just about to throw her into
even more unaware peril.
Like it was nothing, Victor casually tossed the
office building into the air, catching it back in his palm, noting how
tremendously light it felt, like dice. He then proceeded to do it again. And
again. And again. A sense of power washed over his body. He could simply
crush this tiny building in his hand like it was absolutely nothing.
Every simple toss of the building sent the
miniscule Marie inside through the most disorientating experience in her life.
The first throw was so sudden that it caused her to lose her grip on the pole
and began to twist and turn all over the floor of the building, screaming as
loud as she ever has before.
After thankfully colliding with a piece of cardboard
or foam, Marie quickly wrapped herself up in it as the throwing and shaking
continued, causing Marie to bounce back and forth between all four walls, to the
point it no longer mattered what was the ceiling or floor. She was also grateful
she grabbed the cardboard, or else feared she would’ve died through all the
concussions alone. Either way, it was an uncomfortable experience that she
begged would stop soon.
Victor proceeded to mess around with the building
for what felt like several more minutes until he finally dropped it back down
unceremoniously into the city. Completely dazed and on the verge of throwing
up, Marie waddled her way outside the office, struggling to reaffirm where she
was and how to get the ringing in her head to stop. She sat down covering her
shaking head for a bit. She closed her eyes, trying her best not to dry heave,
and prayed this pounding headache would subside.
That was when she then heard a loud: “HUH. WHAT’S THAT?”
Marie turned back around to see staring directly
down at her was her father once again, only this time, he was looking right at
her with a magnifying glass, which she had left on the side of her desk.
While Marie was recovering, Victor had noticed the
magnifying glass and thought it was the best way for him to get a clearer look
at the some of the more little details in the city. He was examining the
corners until he reached the spot Marie was, where now thanks to the magnifying
power, he noticed a tiny figure sitting in the middle of the street.
“IS THAT A LITTLE DOLL? OR A BUG? OR MAYBE, HMMM….”
Victor thought to himself, curious enough that he slowly peered himself into
the city to get a closer view. For the briefest of moments, the thought
crossed through his mind. Maybe it was actually a shrunken person, even Marie. Subconsciously,
his stomach rumbled as he thought about a shrunken version of his daughter. But
that was physically impossible, and Marie was on vacation hours away, right?
Marie sat completely and as possibly still as she
ever could, hoping he would figure that she’s nothing and move on. She didn’t
know what was more terrifying: if he recognized her or if he didn’t. Marie
recalled a time when she was younger, when she once caught her dad holding an
ant in his right hand. Victor didn’t even know she was there, but she witnessed
him slowly pulling the ant apart using his fingers. He then just squeezed it
before his digits, before wiping what little remained off onto his pants. Even
if he didn’t recognize her, she feared what he would do it her if he thought
she was a bug or doll. Throw me away? Grind me into a paste? This trip was about
to shift into a horror movie.
Then, an unexpected *CRASH* happened.
A quarter from Victor’s front shirt pocket had
slipped out during his bending to stare down at the city and landed directly near
the location he was just looking at. He temporarily glanced away towards the
dropped coin, giving a moment for Marie to make her escape.
“Aw crap!” Victor mumbled to himself, getting a
slight surprise after being so focused. “But what was…nah it was nothing. Guess
I’ve been fantasizing way too much about tiny people. Should go and tell
Marie!” Victor said before turning out of view of the city.
With her father distracted for a brief moment, Marie
took the opportunity to dive into some bushes near where she was motionlessly
sitting. She was cut and bruised from the branches, but she prayed that she
would be hidden and safe. Marie was annoyed she’s only been in the city for
less than a day and has already sustained this many injuries between the bushes
and the shaking office.
Climbing out from the bush, she approached the
ginormous coin that was nearly as tall as her. If she laid down across it, it
would probably take ten of her lined up head to toe to stretch across it.
Beyond her dad’s interference, it was the first real example she had to compare
her size now to the size of something from the “outside world”, and there was
something incredible, yet scary about it.
The circular rims stood tall, almost as tall as
her, but had enough rigidness to it that it allowed Marie to grab ahold of and
let herself climb to the top. “Might as well get some rock climbing into this
exercising routine” she commented with a cheesy laugh.
Hauling herself up to the top relatively easily,
Marie was astonished by the sheer size of it. She thought that she would have
to come back the next day when she has her phone to take a picture of her on
the massive coin. Maybe to confuse some of her friends and Dan.
However, these plans were immediately ruined when
she found her platform slowly being lifted up. Panicking, she turned around to
see two enormous digits on either side of the coin raising it into the air, as
her dad stared off in the other direction, paying no attention to her tiny body
on the coin.
Marie was feverously trying to figure out what to
do now. She continued to rise higher above the city and closer to her dad. She
knew leaving the city at her size was equal to a death wish, but knew the fall
at this point could seriously injure her, if not straight up kill her.
To make matters worse, her oblivious dad was now starting to tilt the coin, likely
to put it into his pocket.
Then, the desperate Marie noticed the park next to
her cottage was now underneath the coin, as Victor’s casual shifts and
movements brought her closer to her original location. With no time left to
spare, Marie prayed for her life, and jumping off the quarter, readjusting her
body in mid-air before curling up into a ball, as she landed directly into the parks’
tiny pond with a loud splash.
For Victor however, it would’ve been just a minor
drip, but for Marie’s relief, he had his back turned when she landed. Who knows
what else he would’ve tried if he got confirmation of that “thing” he saw
earlier. A chill ran down Marie’s spine as her mind again began to play
out scenarios.
With another *SCREECH* and *BANG*, Marie confirmed
her father was finally out of room, and dragged her now completely soaking body
out of the pond, coughing up a storm and lying on the ground. She thought about
how what started out as a potentially exhilarating day turned into a hellish
scenario where she was completely at the mercy of her unaware father, even
close to death at some points. She just now had to hope her mother and brother
didn’t try anything the next few days.
By nighttime, Marie was too exhausted after
everything that happened and forgone planning her week or exploring more of the
city in favor of trying to relieve herself from stress of the day. After taking
a bath and eating a good dinner, she had wrapped up some of her scratches and
bruises in bandages and was dressed in her original jacket and long boots she
wore when she first arrived, with her soaking workout clothes hung out on a
pole outside to dry.
She was letting off some steam on her phone when
she got a text message from her father. It was a selfie of him holding the
magnifying glass up to his eye with the model city behind her, as the caption
says: “I think there’s some tiny people living in your city! ;)”
All Marie could do was grab a nearby pillow and
scream into it in frustration. Six more days of vacation to go.
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After being awake for a few hours, Marie was having a much better Tuesday than Monday. She had woken up early and made herself a fresh and strong pot of coffee, and had a nice healthy breakfast of strawberries, egg whites and turkey bacon.
She had gone for a good run this morning, and was relieved when nobody interrupted her run and nearly crushed her by accident. Marie debated whether or not to mention anything to her dad once she returned to normal size. Part of her really wanted to yell at him for putting her in danger, but that would evolve into a conversation of how she lied to her family and was shrunken in her room without telling anyone. She did not feel like having this conversation.
After her jog, Marie threw on some nicer clothes, including a tight fitting green sweater and a pair of black skinny jeans, showing off her ass. She made sure to take a selfie and send it to her boyfriend Dan, best friend Heather and her mom. They all told her she looked cute.
Wanting to have a fun day to herself, Marie packed herself a picnic basket and left her tiny dollhouse-turned-cottage. She walked a few blocks, continuing to take in the sites of her own personal city. Marie walked up to a red convertible parked on the street. It was a legit shrunken car, and operated just fine. The turned the keys in the ignition, and began driving with the top down in her miniaturized metropolis, blasting her music and driving without a care in the world. She approached a nice park where she could relax and have her picnic.
Marie laid back against the soft grass in her model park. With a huff, she blew her long, auburn colored hair out of her pretty face. She wrapped her arms around her ill-fitting emerald green sweater, spilling down over the black of her skinny jeans. Marie’s breasts only just poked through as she held her arms against her stomach. The room had a natural chill, causing the fabric to hold the imprints of her hardened nipples
Her wide eyes shimmered with excitement and hope as she looked into the sky, the sky being her blue-painted bedroom ceiling. Her ears picked up the faint sounds of birds from her bedroom window. The heat from the window also kept her content with her place in the park. Beside her was the wicker basket that contained the contents of a picnic. Reaching in and pulling out a turkey sandwich on pretzel bread and a lemonade, Marie took another selfie for her boyfriend.
Leaning over to slide a hand into the basket, Marie felt a sudden shift on the ground. It rumbled below her, knocking the basket over and out of her hand.
“Shit!” Marie cursed, sitting up suddenly to see her monolithic bedroom door open to reveal her mother, Carrie, striding in with a duster in her hand. Her chest heaved with C-cup breasts loosely held down within a white, stained vest top.
As she walked into view, her long, dark hair swayed. Although nothing could distract from her tight jean shorts that clung to her hips and ass. Carrie was happy to dance around as she worked to clean Marie’s room, bending and shaking as she lifted books and dirty clothes. Her face showed off her dark, soulful eyes and a wide smile as she hummed away.
Marie was in a pure state of panic, once again she had her vacation interrupted by her family. She felt more danger from her mom however, who could be clumsy around her model and extinguish her life with just those breasts alone.
The giantess that was Carrie began slowly pacing around Marie’s room. She used the duster first on Marie’s bedside stand, then one of her tall drawers and a dresser. All this time Marie was slowly making her way out of the park, towards a taller building in the city. She learned yesterday that she did not want to be out in the open when a giant nearby. Marie’s eyes widened in panic as Carrie began walking towards the model city with the duster in her hands.
Marie was a smart young woman, and knew what was about to happen. Her titanic mother seemed to approach the city in slow motion, eyes seemingly unfocused and not paying attention. This wasn’t malicious, this was just another chore for Carrie.
The giantess lowered the duster into the city and gently began to rotate her wrist back and forth, collecting dust and grime. For Marie, it was like a tornado was rampaging through the park. Marie tried to flee the wide open park and close the distance to one of the buildings that could offer her a bit of shelter.
Despite the fact that she was running as fast as she could and was closing in on the building, the duster finally made contact with Marie’s body. It was softer than she thought, but there was definitely some force behind it. The blow sent Marie flying forward causing her to tumble and roll.
Temporarily disoriented, Marie stumbled to her feet and slowly made her way into the nearest building, collapsing on the floor in exhaustion. It didn’t feel like any of her bones were broken, she was just banged up. She felt a slight trickle on her forehead and felt a couple drops of blood. “God dammit!” she mumbled to herself, wiping them away. She reached into her purse and grabbed a few bandages which she always carried around.
Placing the duster down on the floor, Carrie turned her attention to the three foot long model city currently sitting on her daughter’s desk. Earlier in the morning, she had spoken with her husband Vic about the model city. Sure, they knew Marie had done a great job with her 3-D printing, but Carrie had never looked at the model city in depth. Victor went on to tell her about how much detail Marie had put into it, and even showed her the picture he had taken.
Obviously impressed with her daughter’s work, Carrie decided to take the opportunity to give it a closer look. She pulled back her daughter’s desk chair and lowered her titanic body down.
Hidden inside a building in the model city, Marie was catching her breath. A shadow then eclipsed the city. A shadow belonging to her mother. Marie felt weak in the knees. “What is she doing?!” Marie whispered to herself. As she thought that, her cell phone vibrated as a text message appeared.
It was from her mom, and it was actually a picture message of her own model city. “Wow, this is really impressive! I can tell you put a lot of thought into it, my dear,” it read. A temporary sense of relief washed over Marie, believing her mom would leave the model city alone, unlike her father. That sense of relief was short lived.
Before Marie could send off her response, the building was immediately blocked off from all light as a monolithic object slammed into the ground, mere inches away from Marie’s building. Marie gasped as she saw a wall of smooth skin takin gup her entire visual field. She hesitantly stepped closer to the window, trying to see what was happening. The monolith was enormous and mostly smooth, but with wrinkles scattered throughout. Up above were five smaller appendages the size of giant boulders. Her mom had put her feet up the desk.
As Marie was taking this all in, another text popped up on her phone. “How’s the trip, honey? Is now a good time to talk?”
Marie knew she had to put some space between herself and her mom’s giant feet. They were too big and powerful, they could mean serious danger. She fired off a text, “Hi mom, let me call you alter. I’m a little busy right now. Love you!”
Racing down the stairs of the building, Marie was determined to get out of here. If her mom moved her foot just slightly, she could be crushed. Reaching the tiny red convertible across the street, Marie hopped in. She sat there for several seconds, unmoving, just taking in everything. She could herself staring up at her mom’s giant form. Her mom looked like a true goddess, and Marie decided to snap a picture. She’d show it to her mom later and make up some lie about a tiny camera in the model city.
Putting the car in gear, Marie started to pull away when that same ominous shadow descended down upon her. She looked up and shouted, her mother was stretching out her foot and laying it down!
Thinking nothing of what she was doing, Carrie stretched her foot out on it’s side, while she was busy scrolling through her phone. When she did this, she inadvertently grabbed the tiny convertible between her two largest toes.
In a panic, Marie tried to raise the sunroof to offer a bit of protection. This was useless as the car was already grasped tightly between her mother’s toes. The black sunroof was torn right off, and Carrie’s sweaty skin was now pressed against the top of the convertible, and Marie’s body!
Marie was gasping in terror as she looked everywhere in her surroundings. The powerful toes had crushed the sun roof, and both doors. There wasn’t enough space to escape out the window with her mom’s toes blocking them in either. Was this how she dies? Crushed to death by her mother’s foot?
“HMMM, WHAT’S THAT?” Carrie said aloud, looking down at the car. The sound of bending metal ceased as the toes stopped squeezing the car. She watched as an enormous hand reached towards her, plucking the vehicle out from between her toes. Marie instantly went stiff and pretended to be a doll once more, as her mom’s enormous brown eye filled her vision.
Looking into the car, Carrie finally noticing that it even had a tiny driver inside! Marie really did put a lot of detail in this city. She moved the car lower, just below her nose, as she gave it a quick sniff to see if it smelled like her feet. It might be awkward to explain to her daughter why her toys smelled like her toes.
Marie screamed as she felt hurricane force winds whirling all around her, strong enough to rip her out of the car! She managed to grab onto the steering wheel as her mother inhaled, her lower body hanging out the torn off doors. Her fingers were quickly slipping from the powerful air pressure, threatening to send her deep into her mother’s nose.
Suddenly, it stopped just as fast it began. Once the wind cut off, Marie crawled back inside the car and curled into the seat, panting heavily. Carrie unaware of this, shrugged and placed the car back on the city street. It smelled a little like feet, but it wasn’t too bad. Marie would probably never notice. Her stomach rumbled, and she needed a snack.
After seeing her mom walk out of her room, Marie took the opportunity to drive away, off towards the park where she had left her picnic basket. She was still starving, and was not about to let the “little” inconvenience that was her mom ruin that for her.
After about fifteen minutes or relaxing in the park and sipping some lemonade, that all too familiar sound of her giant bedroom door opening began again. “Oh shit, now what?” she said, clearly annoyed. Her two millimeter body again froze, seeing her mom’s massive form re-enter her bedroom, this time carrying a bowl of half-eaten chocolate ice cream.
Marie breathed a sigh of relief as she hid amongst some trees, she was sure her mom would’ve noticed her as she was out in the open. Hidden in the shade of the trees, Marie’s heart sank as her mother wandered back inside the room with the massive bowl in her hands.
“What the shit?” Marie blurted out, clinging to a tree like a reassuring friend.
“She really did make a cute little model,” Carrie cooed as she leans towards the model city, wanting a closer look.
What followed next would infuriate Marie. Her mother began to crush the surrounding buildings with her titanic breasts. The world that Marie called her sanctuary was being extinguished. Buildings crumbled and ripped apart as the plastic crumbled under the full weight of heavy breasts.
“Oopsie!” Carrie giggled, as she rose up and brushed the building remains off her vest. “Marie can fix it, she’s a smart girl.”
Marie was red in the face, kicking dirt. “You can fix it when I get back you clumsy bit…” she was cut off as a massive drop of ice cream splashed in front of her hiding spot. “Holy crap!” Marie shouted caught off guard as the massive drop landed fairly close to her. Not thinking clearly, the tiny woman panicked and began running out into the street.
Seeing a drop of ice cream fall off of her spoon, Marie turned her attention to the park. “MY BAD!” she giggled. Her attention elsewhere, the titaness began to tilt the bowl of ice cream without realizing it. In her clumsiness, she accidentally spilled her chocolate ice cream towards the model city, right down Main Street….where Marie was trying to flee.
A tidal wave of melted ice cream descended from the sky and splashed onto the street, right in front of the tiny woman. “Oh fuck!” Marie shouted, nearly falling as she tried to pivot and turned the other direction.
The flood of melted ice cream trickled down the street, and overtook Marie, knocking her off her feet and pulling it under. It was not particularly deep, but it was very sticky and very cold. Marie shivered between bouts of cursing, “Ffffff-uck!! Ssss-hitttt!” The only upside to any of this, was that she was doused in chocolate.
Her troubles were far from over as she heard a great, loud chuckle from above and her world turned black as Carrie’s face descending towards the spilled ice cream. “MY BAD, I’M SO CLUMSY,” the giantess woman laughed. Marie froze in terror as her mother’s face hovered right above Main Street, and then her giant tongue exited her mouth.
Marie’s eyes widened as the massive tongue made contact with the street, and began to lap up the ice cream. Marie turned and tried her best to run. Her mom’s warm breath began to wash over her. She then turned to look over her shoulder and saw the giant pink, fleshy surface was closing in on her.
Then the giant tongue made contact with Marie’s back, temporarily knocking the wind out of her. It took several seconds before Marie realized exactly what was about to happen to her. “Mom no! Don’t eat me!” she screamed as the tongue was brought up and closer to her mom’s mouth. As Carrie lifted her head up, she ended up licking her lips. As she did this, Marie managed to slip off her tongue and found herself plastered to her mom’s lower lip!
“What the fuck is going on?!” Marie shouted. She then felt herself starting to slip again. The soupy, chocolate ice cream coating her body. She began to slide down, just as her mom’s giant finger brushed past her to scratch her nose. That little movement caused Marie to begin sliding rapidly down her mom’s chin. She continued to pick up speed and screamed for her life.
Coming to a rest on top of her mom’s massive left breast, Marie was frozen in fear. She could hear her mom’s heart pounding away underneath the skin, and was terrified of whatever move the giantess would make next. Then her mom began to lean forward, over the city again.
Marie screamed, fearing she was about to fall to her death. She desperately tried to cling to any skin or hairs she could grab. When that failed and she continued sliding, Marie attempted to grasp any fabric of her mother’s top.
Plummeting off her mother’s breast, Marie screamed and then went silent. This was it, she thought. She would die in the model city and nobody would ever know. Then she felt extreme cold and heard a splash.
For the second day in a row, the lake had saved her life. She choked and gagged, not expecting to hit the water, but managed to resurface and tread water long enough to get her bearings. She saw her mother walking out of the room, shutting and door behind her. Marie exhaled and began to cry out of sheer stress and exhaustion.
Later that night, Marie had whipped up a nice dish of pasta in a creamy white sauce, and sipped a chilled glass of white wine. She needed this after today, it was really helping her relax.
That’s when she received another picture message from her mom. Opening it, Marie wanted to throw her phone against a wall. It was a picture of her mom’s massive foot in the middle of the model city. “Like my pedicure?” it read.
Marie’s hand shook with irritation, before she hung her head in annoyance. Hopefully tomorrow would be a more relaxing day.
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Waking up without an alarm always relaxed Marie. She had fallen asleep in a pair of cozy, footy pajamas, and was now ready to face her day. The light streamed in naturally, and the city was eerily silent. Though she loved the peace and quiet, even Marie got a little unnerved by this.
“Should’ve shrunk some birds or something,” she said, laughing to herself. After snapping a selfie where she made sure to show off her breasts and sending it to her boyfriend, Marie walked to the kitchen where she made herself a pot of coffee and grabbed a French vanilla yogurt. She finally intended on having a relaxing day.
Marie had specifically shrunken down her prom dress from her high school years, nearly a decade ago. It was one of the nicer ones she owned, and she hadn’t had an excuse to wear it in years. She decided to reduce it though. She wanted to take some pictures of herself in a nice dress in her tiny tow, as any wannabe model would.
Stepping out from her tiny home, Marie was bathed in sunlight, it shined against her lilac-colored dress and left her with rosy cheeks.
The dress still fir from her prom days which was a miracle of her shrinking technology. The dress’ silky material clung to her now war skin, shaping her slim features. She was the most beautiful woman in the city and she deserved to be.
Marie’s mind wandered as she wished for a tiny paparazzi to capture her beauty. Her dark, auburn hair, now tied and braided over her shoulder made her look all the more stunning. Knowing she was the only one present, Marie allowed herself to not let a bra strap ruin her glamorous look. This gave the added benefit of her breasts looking shapelier. She sent off a picture of herself to her boyfriend, Dan, as well as her mom. She and her mom exchanged text messages temporarily, and she told her mom she was going to a fancy gala.
Exiting the tiny building, she decided against taking a car, especially after the incident with her mom’s feet the previous day. After several minutes, the stunning, young woman reached the main streets of the city, where she looked like a movie star strolling down. She glided down the boulevard like a starlet from the 1920’s. A femme fatale…almost.
Walking into a miniature model café, Marie grabbed a can of iced coffee from a vending machine and sat at an outdoor table. “This is the life,” she said to herself, making sure to take additional selfies. These would be great for Instagram later.
She took a deep sip of her coffee, and then heard an all too familiar noise.
The ground rumbled and shook once, and then that eerie creaking sound began to set in. “No. Not again,” Marie mumbled fidgeting with her dress. She just wanted one day to herself. She’d dressed herself so pretty. She figured her parents would’ve left her alone after already messing around with the tiny city.
The rumbling and shaking continued, large booming steps came closer and closer to Marie’s sanctuary. What little light there was soon blotted out by the gargantuan form of her brother, Eddie.
Eddie and Marie had a pretty good relationship for siblings. They often teased each other and hung out pretty regularly when Marie was visiting her parents. Marie would even buy Eddie alcohol before he turned twenty one. “Shit, what does he want,” Marie said. Not wanting to get caught out in the open sitting at the model café, she slunk off into the nearest alley and crouched behind a dumpster. Not exactly where she wanted to be with her stunning dress.
“WHOA,” Eddie breathed with a sly smirk. He towered over everything. His crotch was level with the tallest buildings. The city was below him and while his sister was away, it was his to mess with.
“Fuck!” Marie cried, hiding in an alleyway behind a dumpster. Still, her brother loomed, lifting buildings up with his meaty hands.
“LOOK AT THIS SHIT,” he laughed, tossing it behind his back. “I ASK TO USE HER PRINTER FOR WEEKS AND SHE USES IT FOR THIS?!” Eddie laid a hand down on several buildings, letting them crack and crumble under his sweaty palm. He felt shivers down his spine as the power fantasy of being a God became more and more real.
“FUCK THIS PLACE IS SO EMPTY,” Eddie whined with a slight laugh. “SHE COULD’VE PRINTED SOME PEOPLE FOR ME TO PLAY WITH.”
Eddie giggled as a car crumpled against his fingertip as he pressed down and ground it against the road. This was the last straw as the bulge in his pants extended.
“UGH FUCK,” Eddie moaned as he moved to unzip his jeans. Marie watched in horror as Eddie reached into his pants and pulled out the largest cock Marie had ever seen. She was truly speechless, and could think of nothing to do or say other than stand there.
Eddie didn’t just start vigorously pumping his titanic penis. Marie watched as he held it in his hand, and then seemed to angle his phone high above it. “Oh god,” Marie said, with an eye roll. “Never took him for a dick pic guy,” she laughed to herself.
She heard Eddie speaking aloud as he appeared to be typing out a text message. “WISH. YOU. WERE. TINY. IN. THIS. CITY,” he said slowly as he texted. “MY. COCK. WANTS. YOU. AGAIN.”
“Again?” Marie mumbled. “Who the hell is he dating?!” She momentarily tried to list in her mind the women Eddie could’ve been talking about.
Marie soon snapped out of these thoughts where she heard Eddie mutter the words, “HEY THERE’S THE MAGNIFYING GLASS.”
“Crap!” Marie said, jumping to her feet. Eddie was momentarily distracted as his body was turned to grab the magnifying glass. But Marie knew she needed to find more cover IMMEDIATELY. She wasn’t small enough to go undetected, and had close calls the two previous days. Now the person she wanted to find her the least had the tools to do it.
Removing her heels and carrying them in her hands, Marie bolted across the street. There was a store that she had not filled with anything yet, and she ran inside and slammed the door behind her. She figured the large glass-like windows in front of the store would allow her to keep an eye on everything and let her know when the coast was clear.
Marie made it to empty shop not a second too soon. Eddie’s curiosity had gotten the better of him, and he was now scanning the model city with the magnifying glass, admiring the effort his older sister had put into creating it. He would need to ask her to make him one later. If only his new girlfriend could be tiny down there. And naked. Those thoughts were eating away at Eddie, and he slowly began to stroke his fat cock.
Eddie examined the model city carefully through his magnifying glass, studying all the incredibly accurate details his sister had put into the miniature city. His massive eye fell towards the stores on Main Street. Then he saw something peculiar and colorful in the window. It appeared to be a tiny mannequin.
Her blood running cold with fear, Marie dared not move. The giant magnifying glass made Eddie’s eyes look even more massive and intimidating. The voices inside Marie’s head warned her not to move a muscle. So she stood there. A blank expression was draped on her face, her hands down at her sides, the beautiful dress flowing over her body. She prayed he didn’t know she was alive.
Surprised and confused as why in this entire city, there was one tiny mannequin just in the front of the building, Eddie held his gaze on it. It was so small he probably would have missed it if not for the magnifying glass. The mannequin appeared to be just as detailed as the rest of the town. She was pretty cute as well.
Imagining she was an actual shrunken woman, Eddie couldn’t hold back any longer. Gripping his penis in his hands, he let it fall, crashing down on the city. Marie closed her eyes and started to cry hearing everything shake. ‘Not again. Please not this’ she thought to herself.
Eddie’s massive penis was fully erect, and he loved the feeling of all the tiny buildings giving way underneath him. It made him feel more powerful than ever, but he wanted more. Reaching down, Eddie picked up the two story building he spotted the mannequin in. He knew he could crush it and grind it to dust, but he had other intentions. He manipulated it in his hands, causing Marie to scream and be knocked around. Then Marie felt herself falling towards an open door. Eddie was trying to dump her out of the building.
It only took a few shakes, before the tiny, two millimeter body landed in the street in front of Eddie. Marie was paralyzed in fear, staring up at her godlike brother. There was a cocky look on his face, one that horrified the poor woman. She turned her head and screamed. Her two millimeter body was directly next to his pulsing seven inch penis.
“DAMNM YOU’RE KIND OF CUTE,” Eddie teased, two massive fingers reaching down and plucking up his defenseless sister. He was not gentle, Marie felt as if her body would burst. If Eddie wasn’t careful and had applied any more pressure, it she probably would have.
Before she could scream, her giant brother released his grip, causing her to plummet down. She only fell an inch in reality, but her tiny size and panicked mind made it much worse. She landed on a pink, veiny structure, which felt vaguely like skin underneath her.
It soon dawned on Marie exactly where she was. “Oh god, no!” she whispered, careful not to move an inch though. She could feel the giant’s eyes gazing down upon her body, almost daring her to move and prove she was human. “Not his fucking dick!” she couldn’t help saying.
Eddie delicately began to stroke his cock, careful not to place his hand or finger on top of the tiny mannequin. He wanted to finish first, before anything happened to her. And despite the fact that she was only two millimeters tall, something about her still felt amazing.
A moan escaped his throat. His giant finger pressed down at the base of his cock. He was nearly orgasmic at the pressure of his cock being between his hand and the model city. His mind played scenarios of tiny woman pinned underneath his cock, bursting like ants. Not paying attention, his giant thumb brushed over Marie’s body, turning her from her back to her stomach.
Marie wanted to scream and weep. Her brother’s sweaty cock skin was literally pressing against her face. Not just that, but she could hear and worse, feel, the giant organ pulsing underneath her. The sweaty smell caused her to nearly vomit, and it took all of her self-control to refrain from doing that.
Knowing he was about to cum, Eddie pulled his hand free. As he did this, Marie began to slide down the side of his cock. This did not go unnoticed by Eddie. He quickly gripped his cock with both hands and lifted it off the ground, pointing the hungry head right at the woman he failed to realize was his own sister.
Only able to watch like something out of a horror movie, what Marie witnessed seemed to happen in slow motion. The giant phallus was aimed directly at her, the silt beginning to open and close quite rapidly. From her brothers moans and quickened pace of his hands, she knew it was about to happen. She had given her boyfriend, Dan, enough blowjobs and hand jobs that she was familiar with the process.
Then it happened. Eddie did not hold back at all. He unleashed a torrent of his seminal fluid into the model city, specifically trying to “drown” the tiny mannequin he was picture as his girlfriend. She would learn not to be a tiny around a true God like him.
Eddie’s penis just didn’t seem to stop, unloading more and more cum into the city. The previous day’s flood of ice cream was nothing compared to this hellish ordeal. Finally, Eddie’s balls must have emptied, and with a gasp and deep exhale, he finally stopped.
Marie sat there motionless, in her own personal version of hell. She had gotten her brother’s cum everywhere. She wiped it out of her eyes. She smelled it deep in her nose and tasted it in her mouth. She wasn’t sure how much of it she had accidentally swallowed. Her beloved and nostalgic dress was beyond ruined, she’d need to dry clean and wash it for weeks.
“WELL SHIT, GOTTA WIPE THIS UP,” Eddie said, standing up and shoving his cock back into his pants. He stretched awkwardly and placed the magnifying glass down. “DON’T NEED MARIE SEEING WHAT I DID,” he laughed, starting to walk out of the room.
Going into survival mode, Marie struggled and pulled herself to her feet. She guessed Eddie was going to the bathroom to grab a tissue, and would be back soon, and she did not feel like getting thrown away. She limped towards the lake, which she thankfully was not that far from. Her had abandoned her high heels, and had her eyes focused in on the body of water.
Hearing her bedroom door open behind her, Marie began to cry. She wanted to run, but the hardening seminal fluid made that nearly impossible. Just as her brother’s shadow took over the city, Marie reached the lake and dove under the surface. Within seconds, she could feel the sticky liquid clinging to her body now weakening and dissipating.
Re-surfacing with just her head above the water, Marie saw Eddie staring at his wet spot with the magnifying glass. “THE HELL?” he mumbled and began to wipe up his mess. “WHERE’D SHE GO?” It took three tissues to wipe up the amount he had sprayed into the city, and he crumpled them up in his hand. “WHATEVER, I WOULD’VE JUST EATEN HER ANYWAY,” he laughed, tossing the cum-soaked tissues into the trash can and walking out of the room.
Hours passed. Marie was too stressed, exhausted and traumatized to walk away from the park. She went from clutching her knees against her chest to just laying in the grass. Then, a text popped up on her phone. It was Eddie.
“Hey, hope vacation is going well. Let’s grab drinks when you get back, I’ve got something to tell you.” Marie didn’t have a chance to respond when another message popped up. “Nice model city btw!”
Marie screamed and through her phone into the lake in a fit of anger.
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Marie awoke in her miniature city to the sounds
of birds chirping from outside of her house. However, she no longer awakened
with a sense of excitement and joy. Instead, all she was feeling was exhaustion
and a sense dread. Her city had no longer felt like her own individual paradise
to let loose and take a load off, and instead a prison for her to stuck in the
middle of her family’s gross escapades.
It took several hours for her to get out of bed, and another several hours
lounging around her shrunken dollhouse in her pajamas. To her, it felt like the
safest place to be, expecting another round of troubles from her family barging
in. Eventually it was the afternoon, and she didn’t want to make it feel like
they “won” by making her hide out in there for the next several days. She
wanted to do something to relieve herself in some way.
Out in the middle of the park, Marie approached a picnic table with an umbrella,
while she carried a large cup with a long straw, Marie then dunked a can of frozen,
pre-made margarita into it, before letting her feet up on the table as she sat
down on the seat. She was dressed in a casual t-shirt, with a skirt on her
waist, and leggings going down to her sneakers.
“Woooooooooo. That hits the spot!” Marie shouted after loudly sucking a large
gulp of the drink. She felt she deserved some semblance of reprieve after
dealing with her dad’s cluelessness, her mom’s clumsiness, and her brother’s
horniness. She was praying this may finally be the day she was free from them.
But of course, things don’t always work out like this. Off in the distance,
Marie heard a loud “SLAM”, causing her to flinch, equally terrifying and
annoyed beyond all belief.
“What fucking now…” Marie took another large swig of the drink, like it was
going to be her last one, as she turned around to face which one of her family
members would be her unknowing tormentors this time. However instead, she
stared up to find a different familiar face she wasn’t expecting. “…Heather?”
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Knowing nobody else home at that time, Heather had entered through the back of
the house thanks to the spare key her new boy toy, Eddie, lent her. She was
here to return some books she had to Marie, but wasn’t able to get into contact
with her for the past day. She knew she was supposedly out on a vacation and
wanted to let her know but had received no response. “Maybe she got her phone
wet,” Heather joked to herself, imagining what kind of fun Marie must be
having, and knowing she’s going to make her tell her all that happened when she
returns.
The brunette in her late twenties walked up the stairs, and nonchalantly enters
Marie’s room, who she’s visited on occasion but never by herself, having
constantly been told to always be careful and keep watch, but she never
understood why. She knew Marie was always very science-y, but didn’t get why
she was so cautious over her. She stood there, approximately five and a half feet
tall, wearing a grey t-shirt for some band Marie had not heard of, as well as
tight jeans that showed off her toned ass. She kicked off her sandals, and scrunched
her bare feet and exposed toes in the carpet.
Dropping the books on her bed, Heather looked over to see the model city
sprawled across Marie’s desk, shocked at just how extensive and detailed it
was. “So, this is what Marie’s been spending all of her time working on? Hehe
it’s so cute!” Heather gleefully said looking down at it, about to pick up one
of the buildings between two giant fingers with red-painted nails.
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Meanwhile, Heather’s loud laughs just served to
annoy the miniature Marie, covering her ears over the reverb caused by it. She
was especially irritated about Heather ignoring all her constant requests not
to enter alone, aware of just how much of an airhead she truly was.
However despite this, where the past couple days Marie would try to run and
hide, not wanting her family to see her in this state, she decided to stay out
in the open and get Heather’s attention. She was feeling tired (and tipsy
thanks to the drink) after all the hell she’s been put through, so maybe
Heather could help her get a safer environment to relax in, or even just simply
grow her back.
There was the problem that she broke her phone in a fit of rage previously by
throwing it into the water, so she couldn’t contact her that way. And staring
up and seeing the eclipse-looking state of her monstrous boobs, Marie figured
standing under her wouldn’t do any good, so went for another approach.
Marie booked it over to the closest, tallest building she could find, and
rushed her way up, constantly having to stop and hold onto the side of the
walls due to earthquakes caused by Heather making careless movements above the
city.
Reaching the top of the roof, Heather still stood above her like a goddess, but
now *slightly* closer, which would hopefully mean she’d be spotted. Especially
because she saw how she’d been focusing on the buildings so much.
“WOW. THIS GINGERBREAD LOOKS SO REALISTIC.”
‘Wait what?’ Marie thought to herself. She suddenly got an extremely bad
feeling as the booming voice’s face slowly change to one of hunger.
Without a moment’s wait, Heather tossed the building right into her mouth, as
her loud crunches filled Marie with equal amounts dread and anger.
“What the fuck Heather! It isn’t food, get that shit out of your mouth!” The
miniature girl jumped up and down screaming, waving her arms all over the place
like a maniac, as she saw her friend continue to pop several buildings into her
mouth like it was the most natural thing in the world.
She knew her friend tended to be very clueless most of the time, but she never
pegged her for this much of a Neanderthal, chewing and swallowing what were
basically pieces of cardboard and metal. Yet despite this, Heather found no
issue with it, to crunch loudly away as tinier pieces of the broken buildings
fell back down onto the city like crumbs falling off a cookie. “THIS IS WEIRD FLAVORED
GINGERBREAD,” she mumbled, thinking no one was around to hear her.
Then, it of course got worse. Heather’s ginormous digits descended downwards,
plucking the tall building Marie stood on from its placement, causing her to
fall back and brace herself as her entire world was shifted upwards, straight
toward Heather’s cavernous, open mouth.
“No! Noooooooooooooo! Not again!! Please God, Heather, stop this!” Visions of
her near swallowed experience with her mother flashed in her eyes, as she once
again faced the wrath of being devoured by someone, her screams and desperate
pleas being unable to be heard by the goddess in front of her. Warm air washed
over the top of the building as it was brought closer and closer to Heather’s
plump lips. She watched as strands of saliva draped down from the roof of her
mouth to her long, muscular tongue.
Her face was filled with complete panic and further flailing, sweating
profusely as she believed she would become just another casualty in Heather’s
rampage. But in a sense of luck, Heather turned the building around to chew it
from the bottom, thankfully not swallowing the entire thing, resulting in Marie
being flung alongside the other unchewed debris crashing back down into the
city.
Marie landed in a bush, breaking her fall, but still causing her to feel
bruised, not to mention her heart racing from that fifth or sixth near death
experience she’s had so far this week. She looked up to see Heather had finally
“gotten tired” of devouring her work and instead went to go pick up the
magnifying glass to get a closer look of the city.
“UGH,” the giantess muttered to herself. “THIS
TASTES LIKE CRAP.” It may have taken eight buildings but she finally realized
these were probably not food.
Picking herself back up, Marie crawled her way forward toward her massive
friend, whose massive eye slowly started to peer down right to where Marie was
standing, making the tiny girl believe this might finally work.
But then, Heather shifted her position, causing her monstrous boobs to fill the
sky, and rush their way downwards like a meteor about to crash-land. Sure
enough, the impact not only destroyed all the buildings and area around, but
created shockwave that flung Marie forward like a piece of dust…directly toward
the opening in her cleavage.
Flying face first, Marie’s two millimeter body could only scream as she quickly
grabbed ahold of a part of Heather’s bra, preventing herself from being dragged
further into the chest. All she could do is squeal and squirm at the
humiliation and defeat she felt at being in such a position with her friend.
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From an outsiders’ perspective, if one looked close enough to Heather’s chest, they
would see what looked like a bug wearing sneakers wiggling around it. However,
Heather was just focused on inspecting the tinier details of the city, unaware
that she was destroying parts of it with her chest crushing various buildings
and structures.
The idea of everything being so tiny caused
Heather to start to get horny. That, along with the messages Eddie had sent her
the previous day made her want to show off to Eddie. Without hesitation,
Heather started to strip, tossing her clothes onto the ground and even pulling
off her bra and lacy underwear, dropping it right on top of the model city.
Laying completely nude, Heather sat right on top of the edge of the city,
crushing several more buildings with her bare ass, taking selfies of various
sexy poses.
“Look at me I’m a giant! Watch out or I’m going to eat you! ;)” she texted
alongside her pics, with a dopey grin on her face. Her stomach grumbled as the
3-D printed buildings began to dissolve into her stomach acid, causing some
slight discomfort.
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At this same time, Marie had found herself once again flung back into the city,
grasping the bra for dear life before one of the top cups gets entangled on one
of the buildings, the motion yanking Marie off the clip and onto the ground.
Marie was furious at just how much of the city Heather had destroyed. At this
point she was no longer annoyed at her almost facing her doom, but her hard
work now being carelessly ruined, all because her stupid friend was trying to
live out some pleasures.
And what was worse was that she kept exposing her bare moon and hairy privates,
which absolutely disgusted her. But all she could do was helplessly watch her
strut around like she owned the place, loudly laughing to herself as she twiddled
with her phone, completely unaware that she was sending those pictures to Marie’s
own brother.
Marie sat down, realizing all she could do is wait for Heather to leave on her
own, and that it was fruitless to even attempt to gain her attention. She looked
around at all the damage she had caused towards the front areas of the city,
with boob and ass shaped chasms, and decimated streets and buildings all over.
It was eerie how much of a warzone it looked. Holding onto her pounding head,
all Marie could think about was how to make Heather pay for all this when she
got bigger.
“WOAH. A BUG.”
Speaking of the devil, Marie shivered as she turned back around to see Heather,
dressed in her pants but still topless, once again with her full attention on
the city, only now finally, on her. Except she had called her a bug. And there
was no time to run as a ginormous object eclipsed all the light around her
until it made direct contact with the miniscule body. It was her nipple.
Had Heather applied just an ounce more of
pressure, Marie’s body would have surely been obliterated by the giant nipple
and the massive breast behind it. She ended up just getting stuck to the giant,
sweaty areola.
Marie was back in full panic mode, as her poor body was stuck to the end of the
massive bare nipple, with the liquids starting to drip all over her, all the
while Heather’s massive fingers caressed the boob and carried it up to get a
closer look at her face.
“Please! Heather! It’s me! Stop this!” She was desperately trying to squirm her
way off, fearing what her captor was about to do to her.
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Heather had noticed the “bug” in the city, and still in a horny mood, decided
she wanted to play with it a bit before finally axing it off. She thought it
looked different than most bugs she had seen, but either way joyed over seeing
it squirm, trapped smaller than her nipple, helpless to this giantess. It got
her thinking about what doing this to a tiny person would be like. She closed
her eyes and moaned softly, imagining this was Eddie.
Before she could continue, she heard a notification from her phone, looking
over to see that Eddie responded, to her delight. He had said that he was about
to make it home soon, and knowing their plans to go out right after, she
immediately jumped up, putting back on her bra and shirt and recollecting
herself.
“Well bug, you can come for a ride with us, hehe” Heather commented to her
boob, believing she’s taking the bug with her so she can deal with it after,
just as she quickly ran out Marie’s bedroom door.
Thankfully on Marie’s end, Heather’s huge jump shifting her entire body allowed
the miniscule woman to be freed from the nipple, and for the nth time that
week, plummeting back down, relatively safely, into the city.
She was finally freed from another near death state, and after more therapeutic
screaming, looking over the destruction left behind, began to slowly make her
way back to her dollhouse for the day. However, one thing Marie did not
realize, was that as Heather ran out the door, she had forgotten to close it completely,
leaving it slightly a jarred, which may not seem like much, but was about to
prove to be far more trouble than Marie would’ve realized…
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It’s been about an hour since dealing with that last escapade, and Marie was
back in her dollhouse. She knew she needed to wash up and get some shut eye
because of how much her head was aching, partially from the margarita, mostly
from Heather. But all she could do at the moment was just sit down on the couch
and take a load off even for a moment.
She had assumed she had nothing left to worry about for the day, since she’s
been so used to the routine of enjoying her day, someone showing up to nearly
kill her, getting the night to rest, rinse and repeat. She was thinking about
all the ways she could try and prepare to counter this for the next day, but
instead was left with something even more unexpected.
*CRASH* *SLAM* *BOOM*
Loud noises, more haphazard and closer than she’s been used to from all of the
giants so far, suddenly began to appear within her proximity. Not to mention
every smash causing a greater earthquake than she’s felt previously felt,
tossing her and all of the furniture around the dollhouse up into the air.
Getting more nervous, Marie quickly rushed out the door, tripping and falling
face first onto the grass outside of her house. She shook her head and tried to
regain her grip, expecting maybe something like Heather or her brother had
returned to do more damage to the city just for their own entertainment. But
what she noticed was even worse.
On the other side of the table, but standing tall enough that Marie could
clearly see it from her position, was a beast of pure black, figure like a
shadow, with giant talons for feet, a long frisky tail, and green eyes that
menaced down on everything below. It wasn’t a kaiju, but now it might as well
of been: it was her cat, Ruby.
Ruby was typically a very friendly cat, one that Marie loved dearly and thought
was adorable, especially at its relatively small stature. However, she knew how
nosey Ruby could be, always seeking attention, and usually causing a fuss to do
so. It is because of this that Marie only on occasion let Ruby into her room,
knowing how curious she tends to be, and how much trouble this leads to her and
her creation.
She had been safe for now thanks to her family always closing her bedroom door
before and after entering, but this time, Heather had carelessly left it open,
allowing the cat to squeeze its way through like nothing.
After pouncing onto a chair nearby, it noticed the wide model city on the desk,
and intrigued, thinking it to be a plaything, jumped right on top and began to
swipe at the many tiny buildings. Marie was now on her knees on the verge of
tears. All she could do was scream as she watched this monster stomp, crash,
and eat everything in its wake. It was a towering behemoth of death and
destruction. She could witness in the distance as the central hub that she had
worked so hard to create, and marveled at its detail at this tiny size, reduced
to nothing in an instant thanks to her pet cat’s paws. Seeing Ruby swallow the
statue of herself sent further chills down her spine.
Eventually Ruby started to make her way towards Marie’s location, and all she
could think to do was hyperventilate and try to hide. She jumped into a nearby
bush peaking her head out to see the monster taking step after step toward her.
With a *POUND* that nearly sent her flying, one of Ruby’s feet landed directly
in front of her, thankfully just avoiding squishing her. However, not thankfully,
landing directly on top of her dollhouse, causing the biggest shocked gasp
Marie has ever faced.
Ruby continued onwards freely playing with and destroying the remnants of the
city, while Marie came out of hiding, slowly walking her way to the ruins of
the dollhouse, with broken pieces all over. She wanted to go into it to try and
recover anything of hers inside of it, but she knew, especially at this moment,
it was all basically useless.
Her model city was now a wasteland. There was nothing else left for her here.
And she still had three more days left stuck at this size. What else was she
supposed to do? Her anxiety, fear, hatred, disappointment, all manner of
emotions welled up inside of her, as she truly, more than ever before, felt like
a pathetic speck, regretting ever trying to do this in the first place.
She defeatedly walked onwards through the decimated streets, while Ruby
continued her rampage, eventually reaching the “edge” of the city, which she
knew was the end of the table. It was hard to see exactly, but she could
faintly make out the rest of her bedroom, and its newly expansive perspective.
She sat there, staring in awe, attempting to contemplate her next move.
Then, the beast returned. Ruby headed back toward Marie’s direction. Only this
time, it didn’t continue onwards, it instead stopped. And Marie could tell that
it was staring directly at her.
Ruby hadn’t paid most anything of mind during her chaos, but after having
“played with” almost everything on the table, it seemed to notice a small black
insect as it got closer to the edge.
Marie thought this was it, this was when she would finally be eaten for real.
Ruby’s face filled her entire vision as it put itself downwards, eyes glaring,
mouth shaking, nose twitching, and now there was nowhere for her to escape.
With her heart stopping, she kneeled down in defeat, awaiting whatever her fate
was, until something else happened.
*MEOW*
The ear-grating noise from the cat reverberated to such an extent, Marie had no
idea if it was friendly or deadly. Then, with a swipe of its right paw, Ruby swatted
a portion of the city, knocking a bunch of destroyed buildings and debris right
off the top of the desk….including Marie.
The miniscule woman was now in freefall. She continued to plummet towards her carpeted bedroom floor, her two-millimeter body being light and small enough that she did not fall very fast. Still, she wanted to scream. She wanted to cry. But she was so tired. During her fall, Marie suddenly fell unconscious, having seemingly hit her breaking point for stress in a four-day period.
The unconscious body plummeted downwards,
seemingly about to fall to her death, until Ruby decided to jump down off the desk
to the floor. Doing this created a gust of wind, re-directing Marie’s body just
enough to allow her to land “safely” in the carpet fibers below. Time passed,
and Marie slowly came back to her senses.
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Unlike the previous four days, Marie did not wake up in her nice relaxing cottage. Instead, she awoke nearly jumping out of her skin gasping for air. She had one of those dreams where you keep falling and are suddenly jolted awake, though as she looked around it soon dawned on her this was her reality. She looked around and saw tree like, grey carpet fibers surrounding her. Marie was a smart young woman, and it did not take her long to realize exactly where she was.
“Fuck, I’m on my floor,” she mumbled, pulling herself up to her feet. The remains of her model city littered the carpet forest, with smashed buildings scattered throughout the ground. Her damn cat really did some damage on the city she had worked so hard on.
Taking a moment to take in her surroundings, Marie began to realize just how bad of a situation she was in. Her shrinking time was still locked, she wouldn’t grow back until Sunday night, and it was only Friday! Her phone was likely dead, and even if it wasn’t there was no way she would ever find it. Her family thought she was out of town and would likely not be looking for her.
Worse off for Marie, were the immediate dangers. She was no longer in the “controlled environment” that was her model city. Now she was just a two-millimeter creature left to fend for herself on the floor of her parents house. All her careful planning of packing food and preparing her cottage was now useless. She would have to find a way to survive on her own.
Knowing that it was pointless to now stay in her room, Marie began trekking through the forest of carpet fibers that towered above her. Marie thought it would be best to try to get out into the hallway. That way she could have potential access to the kitchen, and there would be more foot traffic. Sure, that meant a greater risk of being crushed, but it also meant a much better chance of getting rescued. At this size, she could use that.
As she walked, it dawned on her how uncomfortable the silence of her room was. Sure, she could hear footsteps as giants passed by the door and paraded down the hallway, but within the walls of her room, it was silence. Due to her being down on the floor as opposed to on her desk, she could not even hear the birds outside. She was slightly paranoid, constantly looking over her shoulder, unsure of tiny creatures could be lurking and hunting in the carpet forest. While she was walking, Marie couldn’t help but be alone with her thoughts, replaying the events of the previous days in her head. She wasn’t sure who she blamed the most right now for her current predicament: her family, her best friend, or even her damn cat. She knew Heather wasn’t the smartest woman in the world, but she didn’t think she’d be this much of an idiot. She still couldn’t get past her brother, Eddie, though. What he did just felt so gross and like such a violation of her as a woman. She didn’t know how yet, but she knew she’d need to find a way to get back at him.
As she made her way through the carpet, Marie came across a small earring she had lost over a month ago. It now dwarfed her as she found herself looking up at it. “Shit, the shrink ray works really well,” Marie muttered to herself. “I’m REALLY small.”
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After about an hour and a half of slowly weaving through the shag carpeting, Marie finally reached the barrier that was her wooden door. Being only two millimeters tall, she laughed as she simply walked underneath it. The door left about a half inch of space between itself and the ground, so Marie had absolutely no problem. The tiny woman felt her stomach rumble, and placed her hand on it. “Damn, getting kinda hungry,” she mumbled to herself, realizing she hadn’t eaten anything in hours. Not having any other ideas, the miniature Marie began slowly walking towards her parents kitchen, hoping that someone had dropped some crumbs that she could scavenge.
Making the journey along the hardwood flood towards the kitchen, the ground soon began to shake violently. Around the corner and walking in Marie’s direction, was the massive form of her mother, Carrie. Her titanic mother’s giant, size nine feet, slammed down on the hardwood floor with an echoing *THWAP*, as the giantess approached. Luckily for Marie, her mom’s feet didn’t come too close, but she still froze in place out of fear anyway. She had gotten a really close look at her mom’s feet just a few days ago, and she had no desire to see them that close ever again.
Feeling her stomach groan again, Marie’s pace quickened. She needed to make it to the kitchen while she still had the strength to do so. Hopefully there would be some kind of food for her there that she would be able to reach.
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Finally making it to the safety of the kitchen, Marie’s eyes lit up. She was in luck. Down on the floor, was a large strawberry that someone had somehow dropped and not noticed. It was nearby, and the miniscule woman began to sprint towards it. She was exhausted, hungry, and thirsty, so it took longer than she wanted to, but this plump, juicy piece of fruit could be a lifesaver for her.
Upon reaching her giant treat, Marie collapsed upon it. A few tears dripped down from her eyes in relief. She dug her hands into the soft, pulpy flesh of the fruit and pulled out a chunk. Sinking her teeth into it, she couldn’t believe how good it tasted. It’s sweet and juicy texture was just what Marie needed right now. The white t-shirt Marie had been wearing began to get stained, red with the berry juice. For the next half hour, Marie finally had some peace. She snacked and nourished herself as she felt fit. She didn’t have to worry about any of her curious family members or idiotic friends intruding into her room and ruining her things.
But if one thing was certain for Marie over this last week, it’s that no paradise would last forever. As she rested against the strawberry, she heard a strange scuttling noise behind her. Being a smart woman, Marie knew it had to be some kind of insect. Peaking out from around the giant piece of fruit, Marie’s eyes widened as she saw a black ant, easily the size of her entire body, scurrying across the kitchen floor towards her.
Normally Marie was a very composed individual, but she made a mistake and lost it. Instead of remaining calm and either trying to hide of pass herself off as something that was not a threat, she pulled herself to her feet. She rapidly began backing up and soon broke into a sprint in the other direction.
“Shit! No!” Marie screamed, horrified as her tiny body ran across the white kitchen floor. She always hated bugs with a passion, and was now essentially living her life as one. As she ran across the kitchen floor, she turned her head over her shoulder. Her worst case scenario was now happening. Rather than investigating the strawberry, the ant was now following Marie. It’s interest had been peaked as she took off running, and an instinct to chase her down was kicked into gear. The ant’s six spindly legs sped across the ground as it chased her down.
Suddenly the shaking started again. Marie looked up in awe and stopped running. Her mom’s titanic bare feet were quickly approaching as the giantess re-entered the kitchen, going to grab a water bottle from the fridge. Marie wasn’t the only tiny lifeform who noticed Carrie. The ant which had been chasing Marie across the barren kitchen floor had also stopped, clicking its mandibles and waving its’ tiny antenna around in the air.
Humming to herself, Carrie grabbed a cold bottle of water out of the fridge. She scrunched her toes as she unscrewed the cap and took a sip, feeling the cool liquid go down her throat. She was ashamed to admit it, but she had been pleasuring herself, while she didn’t think anyone was home. More specifically, she had been masturbating to the thought of terrorizing a bunch of tiny people. Seeing her daughter’s model city a few days ago seemed to have awoke something in her. The thought of having an entire city under her powerful bare foot was all too enticing to her. She wanted to be a goddess. If only shrinking was real…
For Marie, it was all too real. Her mom’s giant feet began walking back and forth throughout the kitchen, nearly crushing Marie multiple times. While Marie was temporarily distracted by her mom’s meandering, when she turned and saw the black ant was once again charging towards her. “Oh shit, no!” she screamed, turning and starting to run again. “Mom help me!” the young woman cried, fearing she was about to be viciously mauled by an insect.
By total coincidence, her mom happened to turn around and look down at that point. “UGH GROSS, WE’VE GOT ANTS NOW?” she mumbled under her breath. Carrie couldn’t help but think back to the model city, and imagined the black ant scurrying across her floor as a tiny inhabitant. Lifting her giant, size nine foot into the air, Carrie bit her lip and momentarily closed her eyes as she brought it down. She felt the ant’s body under her sole, and in a second pressed down, obliterating the tiny insect. A slight gasp escaped her mouth. ‘Damn’ she thought to herself. She was powerful.
Amazed and slightly terrified at what she just witnessed, Marie was not sure how to feel. It was as if her mom had heard her cry for help and crushed her would-be attacker. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt that for some reason, the easiest way for her to survive this situation, would be to use her mother’s help, whether the giantess was aware of it or not.
Not quite thinking clearly, the miniature woman sprinted towards the enormous feet of her mom. As she approached, her mom inadvertently clenched and scrunched her giant toes. This scared the hell our of Marie, as she realized just how easily she could get crushed. She knew she could not wait here though. If there was one aggressive ant, there would be more eventually. Marie knew that the smell of that sweet strawberry on the floor was bound to bring them in.
“Crap,” Marie muttered under her breath. “Guess I better go with her.” Knowing that she didn’t have my other options, the tiny woman began to haul her body up onto her mom’s giant foot, starting with her pinky toe which dwarfed Marie. Wanting to gag from the scent of her mom’s sweaty foot, Marie managed to hold it together. She made her way past the blue painted toes, towards the center of her mom’s foot.
Almost as if she knew her daughter was ready and “relatively” safe, only then did Carrie start to walk. The giant woman had no knowledge of her tiny passenger, clinging for her life on her foot, and decided to walk back to the bedroom, her bare feet slapping the floor with each giant step. The titaness entered her bedroom and took a sip of her water. She then sat on her bed and put her feet up, shutting her eyes for a bit.
Having successfully clung to her mother’s giant foot, Marie took a moment to exhale and catch her breath. She then heard a horrendous growling sound and jumped to her feet. Looking off into the distance, Marie realized her giantess of a mom had fallen asleep. The giant woman normally snored like a bear, but now for her two millimeter daughter this was the equivalent to a sonic boom.
Marie couldn’t help but laugh, this was the first thing in two days she found funny. What she didn’t find funny was the bedroom door opening up, and the equally massive body of her father walking in. He took one look (and listen) at his napping wife and grinned. Kicking off his shoes, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, right next to Marie’s feet. Slowly and without warning, he reached down and grabbed Marie’s left foot. He gently began to rub and massage his wife’s giant feet, planting a gentle kiss on her big toe.
What Victor did not realize was that the foot he was massaging had another lifeform on it: Marie! She was in utter shock, her dad’s actions seemingly came out of nowhere. She did know that his giant fingers were getting closer and closer as he massaged the other side of Carrie’s foot.
Unaware of the fact that her husband was giving her a foot massage and her daughter was fighting for her life on her giant foot, Carrie was off in her own dreamworld. She wasn’t sure why but after messing with her daughter’s model city a few days ago, she couldn’t get those thoughts out of her head. She had been fantasizing about rampaging through a tiny city, having people screaming for mercy under her titanic feet, having them squirm on her tongue. She even imagined her only family there. The thought of her husband begging for his pathetic life as she sucked in into her asshole drove her wild.
Emitting a moan that startled her awake, Carrie sat up in a confused daze. She was in her bed, not a city of terrorized tiny people. Her feet were in her husbands’ hands as he was massaging them. It felt amazing.
“Hi honey,” Vic said with a smile. “What’re you dreaming of?”
Carrie didn’t know what to say. Partially from her erotic dream, and partially from her husband gently touching her in her sleep. “This,” she said, taking her top off and revealing her breasts to Vic. “Come up here, now,” she demanded.
Happy to oblige his horny wife, Vic also removed his shirt and pants, and made his way to mount his wife and begin making out. The two soon found themselves naked, as their foreplay escalated. For Marie, this was not an ideal situation. She had been only focused on survival, desperate not to get crushed as her mom moved her giant foot around. Fortunately for her, she had been so preoccupied in her own predicament that she hadn’t been too focused or listening to her giant parents. That was until she heard her giantess of a mother say “I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME, DOGGY STYLE.”
Distracted and disoriented by the giant bodies moving around, Marie only felt herself being moved through the air on the giant foot, then losing her grip, then falling. She screamed and plummeted downward until she landed on an incredibly huge, skin colored mound. “Wait, where the fuck am I?” the tiny woman asked, looking around in a panic. Then she saw her dad’s massive body to her right, and on the left was the back on her mom’s head. “Are you fucking kidding me?!” she screamed. She was on top of her mom’s ass cheek.
The movement that had flung Marie into the air was her parents re-positioning themselves. They went from a tender make out session to full on aroused. Vic had happily obliged his wife and flipped her over onto her stomach. While she continued to lay on her stomach, Vic slid his hand underneath her wet pussy and gently began to stroke her clit, only making her more and more excited.
“No! This isn’t happening right now!” Marie shouted. The terrain she was on began to rock up and down, as Carrie began to press her hips into her husband’s hand, and by default, the bed. These motions knocked Marie down to her hands and knees, staring at the valley below that led to her mom’s asshole. “They’ve gotta notice me!” sobbed Marie. “Please I need help!”
Continuing to stroke his wife’s pussy as their foreplay became more and more intense, Victor bit his lip in anticipation. He loved getting his wife so horny before they had sex, and loved her voluptuous ass as much as any other part of her body. But this time when he glanced down, he noticed something on her left ass cheek. It was tiny, and appeared to be an ant of some kind. Vic couldn’t help but smile, honestly a little jealous that the tiny creature had such an erotic and personal vantage point of his goddess of a wife.
Marie felt horrified staring up at her giant dad. His eyes were locked right on her, and she was beginning to regret her previous wish for attention. “Dad?” she whispered to herself, though there was no chance in hell he could hear her. Her eyes widened as his giant hand was lifted high into the air, spreading his fingers. The giant hand began to descend towards Marie, attempting to crush her. Marie screamed and started to run as the hand continued to come down. She had no intention of being a stain on her mother’s ass.
The massive hand slapped Carrie’s ass hard, causing a rippling shockwave. Vic smiled at the visual. He had no intention of crushing the bug, just wanted to scare it and slap his wife’s ass in the process. He heard Carrie moan after that, and slapped her other cheek. Victor felt his cock getting stiffer as he watched the tiny bug’s predicament. Him slapping Carrie’s ass had caused a major problem for Marie. The shockwave caused her to lose her balance, and she now felt herself slowly sliding down her mom’s cheek. She desperately clawed and tried to stop her fall, but it was useless. She turned over her shoulder and started hysterically screaming. She was sliding right towards her mother’s anus!
With his free hand, Victor began to stroke his cock at the visual. This tiny bug was about land on his wife’s asshole, and he couldn’t have been more jealous of it.
Marie landed on the wrinkled orifice and was momentarily out of it. Then the smell hit her and instantly made her gag. As she tried to pull herself to her feet, her arm gave way and she suddenly fell forward. “Fuck! My arm is stu…Help!” she shouted as she soon realized what was happening. “Mom! Dad! Oh my god my leg is getting stuck!”
The poor woman was now in the middle of getting swallowed by her own mother’s asshole, and her dad couldn’t have found It sexier. ‘Fuck, Carrie’s gonna swallow an ant in her ass and doesn’t even know it,’ he thought to himself. Unable to help himself, he grabbed one of his wife’s ass cheeks in each hand, and pulled them away from each other, wanting a clear view of what was about to happen. Carrie let out a moan as he did this, not knowing what he was really doing.
Marie screamed in horror as she became more and more stuck. She didn’t think anything could be more traumatic than getting used as a tiny sex toy by her younger brother, but she was wrong. “Please someone help me!” she screamed, before she was slowly pulled in even further. “Damnit mom stop clenching your asshole, it’s sucking me in!” She started to sob and cry hysterically as her two millimeter body was now pulled in even further. Only her head, neck, and right arm remained outside of the putrid hole.
A small fart escaped Carrie’s ass as she moaned again. Marie looked up and saw her father’s eyes locked on her. “Oh god it smells so bad,” she whimpered. Then she felt herself being pulled down once more. “No! No help it’s sucking me in! Somebo…mmmmmph!”
If anyone had listened closely enough, they’d notice that Victor and Carrie’s moans masked a tiny *SLURP*. Marie’s arms disappeared like a piece of spaghetti being sucked down someone’s throat. Just like that, there was no trace of her.
Unable to hold himself back any longer, Victor pulled his horny wife’s hips up into the air, and began to plow her from behind, doggy style. The entire time he could hardly take his eyes off her ass, processing what he had just witnessed. While this was going on, Marie was not conscious for long inside her mother’s rectum. She immediately screamed and tried to claw her way out, but it was useless. Almost immediately, the stress and panic from the last five days got to her, and she passed out while her parents made love.
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Waking up several hours later, Marie had no idea what time it was. She initially forgot where she was, until she took a deep breath and was his with a pungent odor. She gagged and shuttered, remembering she was inside of her mom’s body. Feeling around blindly, Marie felt along the slimy walls until she found what she was looking for. It was that same wrinkly texture she felt when she entered the anus. The started to push against it, her arms making it through the tight sphincter. She continued to pull herself out, though both of her shoes fell off, getting lost forever inside her mother’s asshole in the process.
Stumbling in the dark, Marie kept on hand on her mother’s skin so she could know where she was going. It took a while, but managed to walk out of the canyon that was the ass crack as she finally made it to her mom’s lower back.
Suddenly a giant hand came down behind her. Marie screamed and fell over as her dad’s hand gently caressed Carrie’s lower back, bringing the tiny Marie with it. Vic was half asleep and casually rubbing his wife’s back, exhausted after their intense sexual activities. His hand made it all the way up Carrie’s back to her head before he finally pulled it away.
Exhausted and stressed, Marie passed out in the forest that was her mother’s hair.
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Marie awoke in a daze, unsure of her current
predicament. She desperately wanted everything she had just experienced the
previous night to be nothing more than a bad dream, but upon regaining her
consciousness, she quickly realized that was wishful thinking.
She had been thrust into the worst hell imaginable, forced into the middle of
her parents’ sexual activities, and nearly swallowed by both of their privates
at the same time. It was a trauma that would stick with her for a long time,
and she didn’t even realize yet how she survived the ordeal to begin with, or
where she was now.
The miniaturized woman had awoken in the tangled
nest of her mother’s hair. The hair was draped down in a mess over her face, as
the giant woman slept. The movement of Marie’s mother taking breaths caused the
cheek to gently rise and fall as Marie continued to piece together where she
was.
All she could figure out as her vision returned was that she was hanging upside
down somewhere, completely entangled and surrounded by large, long brown coils
that held a tightened grip, preventing her from breaking free. She was left
dangling, twisting her body about until she gazed upon a flesh-colored wall
that suddenly began to move, unveiling a large black pupil within. Marie finally
realized she was stuck in her mother’s hair.
Carrie soon woke up herself, stretching her arms, thinking back to the
wonderful sex she had just had the previous night, and wondering about giving
some kind of surprise to her husband that night. She saw that Victor had
already gotten out of bed earlier, leaving her to sleep longer, so decided to
finally get up, but not before washing herself off first. She whipped the hair
stuck in front of her face backward, unknowingly causing her miniscule daughter
trapped within it to scream at the sudden rapid movement.
Dressed in her robe, Carrie entered her bathroom, taking a look in her mirror
at the sink, while dragging her fingers through her hair. Marie was left panicking
as the fingers continued to pass by her, either knocking her down or shoving
more hair into her, yet still unable to be set free from the entanglement. She
could either risk falling, probably to her death, or onto who knows what, or
should could remain in her mom’s hair, and likely get crushed by the massive
pillars that were her mom’s fingers.
The choice was made relatively soon for Marie. As she desperately hung on to the strands of her mother’s hair, Carrie decided herself that it was time to clean herself up and start her day. Grabbing her comb, Carrie began to bring the piece of plastic to her head and began to bring the teeth through her hair, trying to straighten it out a bit before her shower. This action was totally mundane to her and was something she did every day of her life. However, each stroke through her hair put her daughter in GRAVE danger. The giant teeth kept closing in on the miniscule woman, each time threatening to batter her and knock her to her doom. If not that, there was the threat that the tiny naked woman would be torn in half.
Momentarily distracted and looking down at her phone, Carrie held the comb stationary in her hair for a split second. Marie knew this was her chance to get off her mother’s monolithic body. Holding her breath, the two millimeter woman leapt from the strands of hair holding her up onto one of the teeth of the comb, clinging on for dear life.
After what felt like ages, Carrie had finally
finished, setting the comb back down on the counter. Finally having the opportunity
to catch her breath, the exhausted Marie collapsed onto the counter,
practically passed out. After pulling herself away from the comb, she looked up
in awe as her mom nonchalantly took off her robe, bearing her naked body for
all the organisms present to witness. Seeing her massively towering boobs and
her dangerously close crotch just brought back horrible memories over the past
week for Marie as she felt she had to get as far away as possible.
Her body was still aching due to last night’s damage. Her clothes all tattered
from the fluids drying up and hardening, not to mention having her shoes be
swallowed by her mom, made it all the harder to move around. She was still
pissed at the situation, knowing her shoes were lost forever inside her mom’s
asshole, though she was ever grateful that she managed to escape. She kept
turning around to stare up at her monstrous mother, fearing she will notice the
“bug” on the sink.
Not paying attention, Marie slipped and fell backwards onto a squishy surface, soon
realizing it was a sponge. She quickly took advantage of this and jumped into
one of the large holes on it, feeling that would be a good spot to hide from
her mom. With less than two full days left at this size, the last thing she
needed was for her titan of a mother to see an ant on her counter, and
obliterate it underneath her thumb.
Carrie proceeded to make her way into the bath, closing the curtains and
turning on the shower to wash up. Seeing that the coast was finally clear,
Marie went to climb out of the hole of the sponge to find somewhere else to
hide and escape. However, she found it a lot harder to move around the sponge’s
surface, which was just enough of a delay to allow Marie to find herself in
another uncomfortably deadly situation. “Oh god no!” she screamed, as the large
shadow that was Carrie’s hand eclipsed Marie, as the massive indexes swallowed
the sponge into its grasp, taking it into the shower.
Marie could only scream and cry out from her hole as her brief view of her
mother’s face was quickly usurped by a sticky substance being poured all over
and completely consuming her miniature body. As the water rained down on her
back, Carrie hummed to herself as she casually dripped the floral scented
bodywash onto the sponge, as she began to rub it all over her body.
Doing her absolute best to remain inside the hole of the sponge, Marie had a
wave of soap and water wash over her tiny body. “Ugh! Fuck stop!” she screamed, gurgling and
spitting out the gross tasting mixture at the same time. Her eyes burned and she
could feel her grip starting to weaken.
At her insignificant size, Marie knew this was probably the most danger she had
been in since she had shrunken. Sure, it wasn’t as gross as being inside her
best friends mouth or cummed on by her brother, but this was a triple threat:
the could drown, get crushed, or end up disappearing down the drain. All three
of those thoughts made the tiny woman whimper in fear. Bringing the sponge to
her previously sweaty armpits, Carrie let out an exhale as she cleaned herself,
wiping the wet sponge against her stubble. Despite the illusion that all was
fresh and clean, Marie had gotten an up close experience with her mom’s
armpits. She managed to duck her head down into the sponge with the rest of her
body to prevent herself from falling out. This protected her from getting
smashed or decapitated as her mother rubbed, but didn’t keep her safe from the
smell.
Unaware of the predicament her two millimeter daughter was in, Carrie’s dirty mind began to drift off to the previous night she had spent with her husband. She wasn’t sure why their sex was so outstanding last night, but she needed it to happen again. Closing her eyes and re-living her thoughts, she brought the sponge down past her abdomen, and began to rub her pelvic region.
“Fuck! Not again!” Marie shrieked as the sponge began to caress her inner thighs. The water made it nearly impossible for the shrunken women to maintain her grasp, but she knew she needed to hold on. She could hear her mom let out a soft moan as the wet sponge made contact with her vaginal lips.
The giantess bit her lips to stifle any noise she was about to make. As much as she wanted to pleasure herself right here, right now, she knew she had stuff to do. After what felt like ages (for Marie) the giantess pulled the sponge away from her crotch and up towards her chest.
Dragging the sponge along her stomach, Carrie readied herself to wrap up her shower, she just needed to wash her breasts first. Rubbing the sponge against her massive breasts, Carrie sighed as she shut off the water. “Fuck, time to start the day,” she muttered, and took a step out.
What the giantess did not realize was that after she shut off the water, she held the sponge next to her chest and continued to play with her nipple. As she did this, she turned the sponge upside down, finally dislodging her tiny daughter. Marie screamed, fearing she would plummet down to the bottom of the shower floor. If she fell, her body would implode upon hitting the floor, and her remains would be washed down the drain. With a desperate flail, her arms grasped onto the only thing she could: her mom’s hardening nipple.
“God damn, this is gross,” Marie said in frustration, more annoyed at the fact she was still putting up with her giant unaware family, than disgusted with the fact that her face was resting on her mother’s wet areola.
Stepping out of the shower, Carrie stood in front of the mirror, admiring her sexy form. She tied her auburn hair up in a bun over her head and licked her lips. She reached stepped out of the bathroom and grabbed a tight bra, which really showed off her tits. As she continued to fiddle with and adjust her bra, she accidentally bumped her nipple again. This time, she took her daughter with her, Marie now clinging to the band of her mom’s wedding ring on her hand.
Right as she exited the bathroom, Carrie accidentally bumped into Eddie, who
was just about to head downstairs for breakfast. While the mother apologized to
her son, what she didn’t realize was her tiny companion had been flung off the
towel by the force and was now holding onto a loose string on Eddie’s collar.
“Shit…I don’t know if this is exactly better…” Marie mumbled to herself, as she
had already had her own bad close experience with Eddie earlier in the week and
did not want a repeat of that. She stared up at the colossal head of her
unaware younger brother, and with her this close and nearly naked, just
reminded her how pathetic she seemed now.
Eddie made it to the kitchen where he found his dad had already set up a big
breakfast at the table, with pancakes, cereal, and fruit all on the table. He
got excited and quickly sat himself down, picking up a pile of pancakes, which
he oozed with a healthy dose of butter and syrup all over.
Marie looked down and started to feel jealous as her stomach growled, it had
been two whole days since she ate anything other than a few bites of a
discarded strawberry which she found on the kitchen floor, and was tempted to
try and find some way to get closer to it. It was soon made clear to her that
she did not have a choice. Totally oblivious to his older sister’s struggles on
his body, Eddie adjusted on his collar broke Marie’s grip from the thread,
screaming as she plummeted downwards past her brother’s shirt, landing directly
onto the syrup-y pancake with a belly flop.
This “hard yet safe” landing was short-lived when just a few inches away, four
gigantic metal prongs stabbed themselves directly into the pancake’s surface.
Marie couldn’t even get the chance to catch her breath, paddling for air
through the mucky grasp of the syrup, which felt uncomfortably similar to the
soap she just had to deal with earlier, only smelling significantly stronger.
The prongs, which were in fact just a fork, shifted upwards, sending the
pancake into the air, bringing the giant, sticky breakfast food up towards his
face. Eddie’s giant brown eyes darted momentarily down to the pancake. It was
only for a split second, and he did not notice the two millimeter woman covered
in syrup, waving her arms and trying pathetically to get his attention.
“DON’T EAT ME! AHHH NO!” Marie belted out in futile resistance as the piece of pancake slowly entered the dark, moist cave. Casually starting to chew and bite into the pancake, Eddie was oblivious to the fact that his beloved sister was currently tossed onto his tongue.
The tiny woman was extremely disoriented, the scent and heat striking her, causing her to realize exactly where she was. “Oh fuck, spit me out!” she shouted as Eddie continued to chew and mash the pancake up with hiss mouth closed. A wave of saliva mixed with syrup struck Marie, knocking her on her ass, and sending her tumbling head over heels. Terrified that she would tumble down his throat and never be seen again, Marie grabbed the only thing she could: a tastebud.
Seeing the remains of the pancake being brought towards the back of her throat, seemingly willing to take her along for the ride. Losing her grip, Marie’s tiny body was struck by another piece, and she now had nothing to hold on to. She shut her eyes and prepared to descend down her brother’s throat. She had already been used by him as a sex toy, why not a snack as well.
Out of nowhere, Eddie felt himself slightly choking. Maybe the syrup had tickled his throat a bit too much, but whatever was happening, he needed to cough. Opening his mouth slightly, Eddie did his best to stifle the cough. This was the miracle that Marie was hoping for. The current brought Marie’s tiny form right out of Eddie’s mouth, where she screamed and plummeted back towards the table…right back on his mound of pancakes. The hit then with a miniscule thud, and instinctively began to roll away and off his plate.
After taking nearly five minutes to recover from
her second near death experience of the day, Marie limped her way across the
table, carrying a tiny piece of a stale crumb she broke off with her. She
limped until she found a spot hidden between a few towering boxes, safe from
everyone’s view. She sat down and just began to cry over the never-ending
stress she had to deal with. All she wanted was time alone in her own private,
little sanctuary, and instead was met with a cavalcade of hazards that nearly
killed her, courtesy of her family.
As her parents and brother loudly laughed and talked with each other, enjoying
their breakfast meal, Marie was left half naked, covered in slowly harding
syrup, left to snack on the insignificant used crumbs for sustenance. It was
truly humiliating.
She overheard her parents mentioning her by name, leading them to talk about
how she will be returning from her trip the following day. Marie reminded to
herself that tomorrow night the shrinking effect will finally wear off, and she
could give her family a piece of her mind for what they put her through. But
first she had to survive till then.
*BZZZT* -slam-
It was then Marie suddenly heard these noises that caused her to freeze up and
slowly turn around. Right in front of her was a fly, a bit larger than her
current size. She had surprisingly been able to keep out any flies or flying
bugs in general from making it into her model city (with what good it did her
from keeping out threats), but between the ant the previous day and this, now
she was getting a taste of what being a bug was like.
While she was still big enough the fly couldn’t easily devour her, she could
tell there was something about her currently that it found interesting. She
wanted to get away, but she was trapped in her little enclosure, with the fly
taking up the only exit.
The fly used its “immense strength” to pin Marie down to the ground with its
pincers and using its “trunk” began to slurp up all the excess syrup all over
her body. Marie tried to scream and squirm to get it to stop but it was
hopeless as it became more and more ticklish, causing her to laugh and cry
through the embarrassment and pain.
Meanwhile, the rest of her family continued to enjoy their food, blissfully
unaware that under their noses their daughter/sister was currently being
assaulted by a mere fly.
The fly kept at it until it consumed all the sugar over Marie’s miniscule body,
even to the point of swallowing her bra and breaking off her panties, which
were also sucked down it’s disgusting proboscis. The fly finally let go,
allowing Marie to attempt to regain her composure over the ridiculously
horrifying display this bug just put her through.
She wanted to try and crawl away now that it was seemingly done with her, but
the fly returned, grasping Marie’s body around it’s legs, before buzzing off
into the air.
“HOLY SHIT WHY!” Marie squirmed and shook in the fly’s grasp unsure of what it
wanted with her, as it zipped all around the kitchen, passing by each of her
family members. Marie’s weight prevented the fly from getting as much height
and distance as it attempted to find some way
“Ugh, stupid bug” Eddie commented trying to finish his food, trying to swat at
it. “Here let me try.” Carrie followed, whipping a cloth she had in her hand
toward it. Each movement sent the fly and Marie swirling through the air,
riding the wind waves, twisting back and forth.
“Don’t worry, I got this.” Just then, a giant hand courtesy of Victor charged
its way toward the fly and with a loud SLAM, directly slammed is two puny
victims, sending them flying down towards the ground.
Marie’s body tumbled off the fly ending up underneath the table, looking to see
the fly promptly snuffed out by a flip flop crushing it. Sitting down behind a
table leg, Marie looked down at her slightly bruised body, reminding herself
that she was now completely nude, looking back at the remains of the fly commenting
“Good fucking riddance.”
--
For the next several hours, Marie kept herself out of sight as her family went
about their usual business on this weekend day. She would occasionally see bare
feet, socked feet, and shoes constantly rushing past and going back and forth.
Leftovers and crumbs that were missed from cleaning would find themselves
falling and landing under the table, which Marie was able to grab and snack on.
However, chewing on a raw little chunk of cereal while butt naked on the floor
just made Marie feel that much more like she has become a pathetic bug in her
own house.
Either way, she was safe from harm and that’s what mattered. When the coast
appeared clean, Marie finally moved from behind the table leg, quickly trekked
across her floorboard until she reached the corner of the wall. She continued
to walk to find a better place to hide out for the day, keeping close so as not
to be within stepping range.
She eventually reached the living room and ended up underneath one of the
couches, a spot that seemed like would be a good area to try and camp out until
the shrinking wore off the next day. She noticed a couple stray food crumbs,
like a chip and a piece of candy covered in hair, as well as the corpse of what
appeared to be a cockroach, which did gross her out a bit.
She also reminded herself that she’ll have to be out in the open when the time
does come to grow back, or else the growth effect will be delayed, potentially
keeping her stuck at that size. So because of that didn’t want to hide in a
completely enclosed space.
Just then she hears a faint “meow”, and turning around towards what initially
was just a shadowy area, she saw two eyes appear out of nowhere. She had
completely forgotten about Ruby, and the cat that had destroyed her city and
sent her loose in her house in the first place had found her “tiny owner”
again.
Without thinking Marie, ran out of her hiding, not even turning around to see
if the cat was following her. She ended up ignoring her previous concerns about
not standing in the middle of the hallway, and sure enough, right as she did
so, almost poetically, a large piece of cloth slammed directly on top of her,
completely covering her like a huge tent. Marie tried to find a way to crawl
out of it, but unable to find any openings, all the while dealing with the
awful smell all around. The cloth then folded in on itself, pushing her right
into a piece of paper with a large logo on it. She knew it was the tag, and
after taking another look around, screamed aloud, figuring out this was a pair
of underwear.
She had no idea if it was her brother or her father, and after how close she
got to both of their members that made it all the worse, so began to squirm and
panic to free herself from the dirty tomb.
As this was going on, Carrie had been holding a basket of dirty laundry to be
cleaned, accidentally dropped the pair of underwear on the floor, swiped it up
and dropped it in the basket like nothing. She walked over to the laundry
chute, casually threw all the dirty clothes downward, before happily walked off
satisfied, intending to clean them up tomorrow.
These actions sent Marie on another trip as the force of the underwear and all
her family’s clothes pilling on top of each other had her spiraling into a
frenzy, constantly being knocked and banged into one another, falling down the
metal slide until they all landed into the basket below.
She had no idea how much time had passed, but after regaining her bearings,
Marie pushed herself to crawl through the seemingly never ending mountain of
dirty clothes that she was consumed within. Passing through more pairs of
underwear, socks, bras that wreaked as all hell, until she finally reached the
edge of the basket.
The two millimeter tall naked woman gazed upon the now vast empty space that
was their dingy basement. The rumblings of the pipes and the whizzing machines
gave off such an eerie feeling, that a few days ago, would’ve incited immense
dread in Marie, but at this point, she was too tired to be nothing but scared.
Sliding down the laundry basket onto the floor, Marie stared up far and wide,
realizing it was about to get dark soon, and realizing that means she had
exactly 24 hours until her shrinking worn off. This was the brightest sense of
relief she had in a long while, and used this as motivation to keep herself up,
find someplace safe to hide out for the day, and grow back to normal (and get
revenge on her parents).
She knew even they normally don’t come down into the basement, so this should
make things so much easier for her. But then, something quickly skittered by
right behind her. And another noise far off in the distance. And that was when
she remembered the reason why their family usually doesn’t go in the basement.
She was now trapped in the middle of a bug infestation, as nothing more than a
bug herself.
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One more chapter to come. Hope you enjoy!
Here's the final chapter of the story. Hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading!
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It was a breezy Sunday morning, the sun had just
arisen, and the rest of the family members still had yet to fully wake up. This
was set to be Marie’s final day in her model city paradise, one last breather
on her vacation before returning to her regular size and back to her life.
However, what transpired turned out to be far from what she ever expected or
desired.
Far away from the still destroyed model city in her bedroom, two stories down
her house, in the deep, dank dwellings of her parents’ basement, the two-millimeter
woman was busy running for her life. Clad in only a tiny, discarded piece of
toilet paper hastily wrapped around her body, the tiny woman was covered in bruises
and dirt all over her body, and carried a splinter almost as tall as herself. Panicked,
she stopped and hid behind what appeared to be a loose lip balm cover, trying
to catch her breath.
Marie’s eyes were filled with intense fear as she gripped the splinter hard to
her chest, and turned back around to face her pursuer: a mere bed bug. An
insect that to any normal person would be an insignificant existence, now was a
beast that stood about as tall as Marie, and found itself curious upon
stumbling across an unknown entity at its size.
Marie had no idea exactly how dangerous the bed bug could be to her, but she
did not want to risk anything at all, especially after running from it for the
past half an hour and it not letting up one bit. She tried to look around the
large expanse of the basement floor, but despite the amount of trash and pieces
leftover, nothing was a perfect hiding spot. Even the cracks in the floor would
just be an easier way to corner her.
Having waited too long to find her next place to hide, Marie turned around and
saw that the bed bug was practically on top of her, causing her to shriek out
in fear and fall over backwards. The bed bug, which to her was about the size
of a small horse, pounced itself right on top of her, mandibles biting on the
splinter she held up to cover her body, as she continuously pounded away at its
stomach with her feet.
The bed bug stuck its antennae downward, pulling down part of the toilet paper
she used as a tunic, exposing her left breast. Screaming in frustration and
fear that she was about to be mauled, Marie furiously and desperately kicked at
the hungry creature. The weight of the bug forcing itself on top of her made it
harder to fight back, which was made even worse as one of its legs grabbed
ahold of her leg, while the others started to grab her back. “Oh fuck, no!”
shouted the tiny woman, as the insect began pulling her closer to is snapping
mandibles.
This ongoing struggle turned the girl’s anxiousness into anger over the
domination the disgusting creature was placing on her. How pathetic it made her
feel that this microscopic mite was now merely toying with her and using her as
a plaything. She did not even care if it did not have any intentions to hurt
her, this was going too far and she refused to let a goddamn bed bug let itself
have its way with her.
Once she was able to find an opening during a quick pause in the bug’s actions,
Marie rolled over to her side, and began to sprint around the lip balm cap,
with the bed bug giving chase. The moment she was out of view, she hopped up
onto the cap, quickly crawling herself up to the top, and noticing a metal nail
sticking out of the ground right next to it, hastily jumped on top of it.
The bed bug reached her location, but lost sight of her, pacing back and forth,
not having looked up yet to see its prey. But Marie knew it was only a matter
of time before it did notice, and she had a plan for that.
The moment the bug peeked itself up trying to sense her, Marie ripped the
toilet paper off her body and threw it downward right on the bed bug. It was a
very momentary daze, but it was just enough to give the now naked Marie the
chance to charge, leaping off the nail, screaming as she held the splinter up
high ready to strike, and stabbing it directly into the bed bug, using her
remaining strength and force of hitting the ground to slice the splinter,
leaving a giant gash in its abdomen.
The defeated bed bug began to squeal as it shook and squirmed, its guts
spilling all over the place, while Marie sat a comfortable distance away,
gripping the juice-covered splinter trying to regain her breath. Eventually,
the bed bug finally gave into its wounds, and keeled over dead. Marie slowly
walked over to it, poking it with her splinter to confirm, before sighing a
huge relief as she said to herself “Good fucking riddance…”
---
This was probably the most amount of success Marie has had since she was thrown
down into the basement by her mother the previous night. She had assumed all
she would have to do is find some place to safely wait out her remaining
“shrinking sentence,” but had forgotten just how much of a junk heap their
basement was.
It was a dank, unfurnished place, pretty much only used for storage and doing
laundry, so it was already uncomfortable to be in at normal size. But for the
miniscule and nude Marie, it was a hellscape. And that isn’t even beginning to
mention the insects that resided there.
Almost immediately after gaining her bearings that previous night, she had
heard scurrying around which turned out to be from a centipede, its appearance
which caused her heart to drop. After running aimlessly to evade the
monster-sized beast, she was able to evade it by jumping inside the completely
dirty and dusty crack in the floor, causing the centipede to simply walk onward
with its many, many legs over here, completely unaware of her existence. What
made it even worse is that she had jumped directly onto the undead husk of a
beetle, causing her to throw up from the unbelievable stench.
The weight of the situation filled her with immense dread as she tearfully
wandered the floor for over an hour, desperately hiding from more monstrous
bugs that traversed the landscape, which included several ants and cockroaches.
Eventually, she stumbled upon a loose piece of toilet paper, which alone could
fit several houses for her in it, ripping off a long corner part to wrap her
naked, cold body up. She also had found a loose stick on the floor, which in
fact was just a tiny splinter, picking it up and caressing it for protection.
She eventually stumbled upon a ginormous lone white sock, seemingly the safest
possible place to be for now, so she aimlessly dragged herself inside the sock
hole. She had no idea whose sock it was, and at this point she didn’t care. She
was as tired and sad as she ever could’ve been and just wanted to sleep it off
and pray for something better in the morning.
That was not to be as she was woken up earlier than expected by something
tickling her feet. She shook her legs for a bit, not imagining it to be
anything of note, but she finally opened her eyes to see, having emerged
through a tiny hole in the sock, was the bed bug, peering itself closer to the
girl. Seeing the creature before her jolted her awake with a loud scream,
stabbing its front face with her splinter staff, forcing her to flee away and
bringing her back to the present.
---
Leaving the bed bug corpse behind, reclaiming a now even more ripped piece of
her toilet paper cloth barely covering anything, Marie looked over her options.
She knew that it had to be less than 12 hours at this point until her shrinking
wore off and she would finally be free from her torture and return to her
normal size.
She would normally find some place to camp out and seal herself away until the
time comes, but as she reminded herself, after those 12 hours, if she is stuck
in an area without efficient growth room, the shrinking effect will not undo
until she’s out of there. And if she stays stuck like that for too long, the
automatic shrinking undo will cancel out completely, meaning the only way to be
grown back is manually through her machine. And Marie desperately did not want
this option.
Knowing her luck, if she tried to hide in a crack in the wall, someone will
cover it up. If she hid in a box, someone would shut it tight. And given the
impossibility of getting her family’s attention, having them re-grow her was
also completely not an option. Her only choice was to keep moving. Don’t let
any of the monsters or threats scare her. Fight for her life at all costs.
--
Continuing to trek across the floor and try to find relatively safe and open ground, Marie began to daydream and fantasize about getting back to normal size. She couldn’t help but think of what she would do when she found her family again. All the things she could scream at them. Maybe she’d even give them a taste of being shrunken.
“Huh? What the hell!?” Marie screamed. She
cursed herself for losing focus and realized she had flung face first into what
appeared to be some kind of net. She was happy it broke her fall, but less so
when she noticed how incredibly sticky it was, and no matter how much she
squirmed she couldn’t get out.
Looking around, Marie also noticed a black ant, roughly the size of her body,
which was also trapped in the sticky substance. A cold chill ran down her spine
when she saw this creature was also desperate to escape, but seemingly had no
way out.
The sense of relief soon vanished as seeing the ant’s sudden keeling over in
defeat and taking a harder look at her surroundings caused her to realize a
truly terrifying thought: she was stuck in a spider web. And just as the ant
had been ensnared in its trap to be its next food, so had she.
Marie knew she had to escape NOW. She pushed and squirmed and moved her body
but all it did was break off the remaining fragile pieces of her toilet paper
cover, resulting in her being butt naked once again. And even more so, the
spider’s webs began to tighten all around her body, pulling on part of her arm,
squishing her boobs downward, and rubbing in between her privates, causing her
to let out several tearful moans.
“T-this can’t be happening—AAH” the web’s stickiness yet sharpness began to
protrude itself over Marie, resulting in a sense of painful ecstasy as the
bondage twisted her into more uncomfortable positions, taunting her hopeless
futility.
It was another unknown amount of time of being resigned to the spider’s
chokehold until the reckoning finally came. Turning her head around, Marie’s
terror-induced face lit up once again as the visage of the spider finally came
into view, delicately stalking its way toward its prey.
The fully black beast with eight legs first stopped at the ant, which after
being still for so long suddenly began to squirm again, like as if it had been
sparked awake by the spider’s presence. Marie had been given a front row
preview for what was about to happen to her, as she witnessed the spider using
its legs to push the ant downward, and through the hole on its butt shoot out
the web which then began to masterfully and particularly weave around its food.
Marie could only stay there mouth agape as the ant disappeared before her very
eyes, cocooned around the thick white net, before the spider let out a loud
*CRUNCH* as it bit right into its creation, killing it for good.
The spider left its tied up food alone for now, and focused its attention on
the second prey that found itself wandering into its trap. With the monster now
completely towering over here, Marie let out as much spasms as she could muster
in a desperate attempt to escape its jaws, all the while the spider simply stood
there and observed the miniature girl doing its thing, like it found her
useless flailing observing.
Marie let out a high pitched yelp as she felt a tingling on her feet, which
meant that she knew that horror was about to happen now. She could feel her
legs being slowly forced together as the spray of the clean web ejecting itself
out of the beast tightened around her skin, as if she’s on the verge of losing
all feeling in the body.
The only words Marie could let out as this transpired were “Please!” “No!” and
“God!” Over and over endlessly. It was all she can do as she felt her movements
being constricted harder and harder, as the multiple eyes stared deep into her
soon to be extinguished soul.
With all but her head now entombed up, Marie could barely see as her
tear-filled eyes completely blurred her vision. All of her near death
experiences she was able to escape through sheer luck, but she truly didn’t
know how she would make it out of here. This was to be her true last stand. And
yet…
“BOOM!”
Suddenly five massive pink digits slammed itself downward, effortlessly
destroying the web and launching Marie and the spider through a cloud of dust.
Marie was still tied up and screaming, unaware of what just happened until she
landed on a hard surface, rolling downward until she found herself caught
between two softer ones.
She was thankfully upright as her body was “safely” stationed in-between the
two massive pillars, unable to move. It didn’t take her long for her vision to
return, as she began to notice, unfortunately, very familiar details along the
surfaces, and what exactly had just saved her.
“…m-mom…” she was able to whimper out.
It was the middle of the afternoon, and Carrie had decided now was the best
time to do the laundry. She had intended to do it the previous night, but ended
up getting wrapped up in “romantic time” with her husband, just like they had
done on Friday night, and will probably do again tonight. She also knew Marie
was supposed to be returning home tonight, so wanted to get some stuff cleaned
up and ready for her arrival. She had already discovered the destroyed model
city in her bedroom earlier and had “cleaned up” most of the mess for her,
thinking to herself how she was going to apologize to her about her project getting
ruined, while nonchalantly picking up and tossing the clothes in the basket
into the washer. She also had no idea that she had just saved her daughter from
being devoured by a spider and was now currently stuck in between her first and
second toes on her right foot.
Marie was grateful for her mom once again inadvertently saving her life from a
bug, but also once again, she found herself in an uncomfortable and disgusting
spot on her foot. What made it even more troublesome was still being stuck in
the spider’s webbing, unable to break free, which meant she was now completely
at her mercy.
As Carrie casually scrunched her toes, it forced Marie downward into the
darkness in between the two, where she slammed face first into a piece of toe
lint. Every subtle movement of the toes forced Marie’s body further into the
lint, the smell overtaking all the senses, coughing up a storm.
The tapping of the toes kept going faster and faster, causing Marie’s webbed
body to vibrate and shake, twisting all around, pushing her into the sweat that
began to drip and cover her up, sending her downward into the crack of the two
toes. She expected that she was eventually going to fall and drop between the
toes, but instead just as she entered free fall, she was slung right back up.
It turned out that a part of the web had attached itself to Carrie’s big toe
nail, causing Marie’s dangling body to swing back and forth, constantly
slamming into the toe walls. Not even the splashes of sweat she collided with
seemed to stop her.
Then, Carrie made one big jerk up with her leg, which sent Marie flying out of
the humid toe prison back into fresh air, only to be slingshot backward as the
stray thread of the web preventing her from escaping knocked her backwards
underneath the toenail, dangling upside down.
Marie started to wonder in the deep part of her mind that her mother secretly
knew she was always here and is just messing with her, because now her mom
really started to be active with her movement, flinging Marie’s helpless body
as if she’s being forcefully swung on a vine.
The large individual ridges that make up her skin constantly pound away at
Marie each time she smacks into it. Ramming and rubbing against the remnants
and grit and dirt just continued to rough her up. She cursed her mother for how
terrible she was at cleaning her feet, especially after the horrible close
encounter she had with her in the shower the previous day.
Eventually, another quick movement of Carrie’s feet was enough to finally break
free of the web, sending Marie flying upward until she landed directly on the
hard surface of the big toenail. She was still trapped in the webbing around
her body but could feel it slowly starting to loosen, so just needed to try and
drag herself to safety until then.
But, suddenly another familiar figure made its grand return. The spider had
survived, and it was also standing on Carrie’s foot, ready to make its way
toward the vulnerable Marie. She couldn’t believe how even after all this, it
still intended to finish the job.
In all the absurdity of the situation, all the tiny woman could do was have her
scream out in her completely hoarse voice, “Mom! Help me! Don’t you feel that
fucking thing? Get it off you!!”
As if her mom could actually hear her, Carrie scratched her right foot using
her left foot, crushing and swiping the spider away in an instant, unaware of
what was causing the itch. And almost shortly afterward, she bent down to use
her finger to scratch another itch she had missed, flinging Marie off the toe
and onto the floor right next to the basket of clothes.
Even though she was safe from the entrapment of the toes, Marie was
still tangled up in the webs, unable to move. She was panting as she could see
Carrie’s monstrous feet making its slight pounding and stomping movements on
the floor, knowing that one wrong mis-step could get her squished and all her
efforts to survive would be for nothing.
But instead, something else happened. Darkness
suddenly enveloped her whole being, before being swept up far into the air.
Carrie had accidentally dropped one of her panties, picking it back up and unknowingly
carrying a passenger alongside it. She was about to toss it into the washer,
but decided to look at it for a brief moment.
“HMM. IS THIS REALLY DIRTY?” a loud booming voice
erupted as poor little Marie was now sitting directly in the middle bottom of
the panty, getting another clear terrifying look at her mother’s gigantic head,
staring down on her like a goddess. And before she could even further
comprehend, the goddess descended closer and closer toward the insignificant
figure until…
*SNIFF* Two blackholes sent out a whirlwind of
tornados that instantly swept Marie up into the air, twirling and twisting her
body in circles as she was helplessly ascended upwards right into her own
mother’s nostrils.
After taking a long sniff on her own panties,
Carrie gave off a goofy smile to herself and said “Eh, why not?”, tossing the
underwear into the washer, before dumping the final little bits of clothes
alongside it. After starting it up and letting the loud washer rev up, Carrie
began to take a closer look around their basement and reminded herself of what
an absolute dump it was. Having just swatted off something that was just
scratching her toes and seeing the remains of several dead and squished insects
lying about, she decided she should finally try to do something about it.
Right as she’s about to leave, she felt a little
tingle in her nose, causing her to scrunch her nose for a moment, stopping
herself from sneezing. “Huh, was there something else I got stuck up there?”
she mumbled to herself, questioning if there was some dust she had
inadvertently sucked in after smelling her panty.
At this moment, Marie had now found herself in an
increasingly pulsing environment, the walls emanating a pink gelatinous
substance, a jungle of nose hairs that hung itself from the top like
stalactites, and deep puddles of snot that slowly tried to consume Marie. What
she was thankful for was the stickiness of the snot was finally enough to break
her free of her spider web bondage, but now threatened to trap her into another
disgusting prison.
She was able to tumble into a puddle of snot that
had not hardened yet, and used the chance to wade through the rancid sludge.
She was hastily trying to get as far away from the threatening vortex far in
the back of the nostril, constantly breathing in and out, with one wrong move
sending her flying backward straight into her mom’s throat.
Another sudden sniffle was followed by Carrie’s
massive finger entering the domain, scratching at the walls and terrifying
Marie for how easily it could nonchalantly squish her. One swipe caused by the
tip of her fingernail upon exiting resulted in Marie being unexpectedly jolted
downward, landing face first into the pile of snot with her mouth still open.
She thrashed and screamed trying to get the horrible taste out of her mouth,
while also attempting to pull at the hardened pieces that were getting stuck up
her ass.
Just as this was occurring, a big gust of wind
breathed inward sending Marie flying upwards, getting tangled in the jungle of
nose hairs. She could now see that the dank hole which served as the entrance
to her mother’s mouth was getting closer and closer, so tried to use this
chance to get away. She used all her remaining strength to swing through the
nose hairs like vines, but every bit of movement, an air pocket would send her
backward, leaving her stuck in another loop of entanglement and disgust.
The exhaustion of the entire day finally started
to get to Marie as she became unable to hold her grip on the hairs as one
smacked right into her face, knocking her back down into the wayward snot. The
lack of air was starting to get to her, her head was beginning to ache from the
pain, and the snot felt itself hardening ready to swallow her whole.
Then in an instant, all the breathing in the
nostril stopped. The walls began to subtly expand themselves outward, which
Marie either knew meant a large breath in, or a large breath out, which would
determine her fate. Sure enough, an enormous cannon of air burst Marie and her
accompanying snot far outside of the nostril enclosure, colliding directly into
a sea of white fabric. Marie’s body felt the force of the wind against her back
while massive and small chunks of snot crash landed all around her new
environment.
Carrie returned to the basement, and after having
enough of the weird tingling in her nose, she grabbed a piece of tissue paper
and blew into it hard, rubbing her nose a bit to ensure all the junk had been
cleaned up, before casually tossing the crumbled up ball onto the floor.
Marie had felt all of these sudden shifts and
shaking movements stuck in the middle of the tissue, with the weight of the
fabric thankfully breaking her fall as it landed back on the floor where she
started. All the dirty, bruised, fluid covered Marie could do at this point was
drag her body through the tissue until she reached an opening, re-exposing
herself to the outside world, before dragging away on the floor.
She had no more energy left, she was tired,
humiliated, and on the verge of giving up. She didn’t even know where she was
trying to go, she could tell that there was a group of ants that had appeared
on the floor that she was crawling her way towards, but that was how desperate she
was to find somewhere to survive. She would take the risk with the insects then
leave herself out in the open to let herself get sat on by her brother, pinched
by her dad, peed on by her cat, whatever! She just wanted this hell to end.
But, the worst of it had reared its ugly head. As
she saw the bugs began to scurry away to the corners of the basement, a loud
*SHUD* erupted behind her. With the most hesitation possible, she slowly turned
her body around, legs stretched out, arms holding her up, and exposed to the
world, all the color in Marie’s face drained as she witnessed the hulking
behemoth that her mom had just brought downstairs with her: the vacuum cleaner.
“Why…why now….” Of all the times her mother could
decide to try and clean up their hellhole of a basement, it was at this
specific moment.
She wanted to run. She wanted to try and hide. She
could slip back into the cracks in the floor, grab ahold of side, and pray that
was enough to resist in the incoming terror. She was only a few hours away from
her shrinking wearing off. She had managed to survive every method of torture
thrown at her the past week. But now it was all for not.
She already resigned herself for what to expect.
She was about to be sucked in the cleaner, like the pathetic scrap of dust like
she is now. She will be trapped in there for God knows how long, cancelling out
the growth, leaving her stuck at 2 millimeters tall. Eventually, they will toss
the trash out of the vacuum and throw it to the curb. Maybe she’ll escape then
into the yard, maybe she’ll be dragged all the way to the dump. Either way, her
life as she knew it beforehand would be over.
Tears once again flowing down her face, Marie let
out light mumblings to herself, just as Carrie turned on the vacuum cleaner.
The revving was unbelievably loud and the sucking was instantaneous. A tornado
of death consumed all in its path on the basement floor: lint, dust, bug
corpses, leftover wrappers, tiny leftover threads, and Marie herself. Her nude
body faced an intense amount of whiplash flung toward the whirring beast. She
couldn’t even scream for long as the pressure knocked her into several large
chunks of rocks, which in conjunction with everything else she dealt with that
day, knocked her unconscious. Her near lifeless body swept itself directly into
the tiny opening, a tube which sent it plummeting into the ginormous mound of
dirt, before being buried as more trash began to rain down on her.
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“We really need to do a thorough cleaning of that
basement. I didn’t realize how many bugs we had living rent free down there.”
Carrie had just returned to the main floor with the vacuum cleaner in tow after
spending a decent amount of time attempting to clean up while waiting for her
laundry.
“Yeah well, that’s partly our fault for not taking
better care of it. I should find some stuff to evict them all real soon, heh.”
Victor jokingly responded to his wife, aware of the mess that they had let brew
and knew it was an issue they’d have to resolve eventually.
“I even noticed one of the mouse traps got
activated, but no mouse or cheese. I guess we must have some smart vermin on
our hands too.” Carrie observed as she was tinkering with the latch on the
vacuum cleaner to get it open. It turns out it had gotten very heavy and was on
the verge of being full, and since the following day was garbage pickup day,
she thought she might as well dump it off into there now.
“Hey have you heard from Marie?” Victor asked
Carrie. “Sent her a few messages but she hasn’t responded to them at all.”
“Nope, it’s been the same for me,” she responded.
“But hey, that’s how she usually is. She’s got a lot on her plate, she deserved
a rest from everything. We’ll just have to give her a warm welcome once she’s
back.” Carrie gave Victor a little peck on the cheek, causing him to give a
winking face in response, as the two silently agreed to continue their ‘usual
fun’ for that night.
Carrying the tied up bag containing all the junk
from the vacuum cleaner, Carrie made her way outside, where the sun was
beginning to set, and unceremoniously dumped the bag inside of a bin right next
to another trash bag on the curb of their driveway. She cleaned her hands of
the mess, happily making her way back inside, blissfully unaware that she had
just thrown her own daughter out. Also unaware to her was an unseen figure
peeking itself from behind a nearby fence, preparing to make their way toward
the house.
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It was another unknown amount of time when Marie
finally awoke from her unconsciousness. She was still lying on a mound of
garbage, only now to find three dust mites, each the size of puppies, nibbling
on parts of her body. She pounded away at them, scaring them away as they
burrowed themselves underground.
Marie had no idea what had transpired in-between
waking up and had assumed she was still in the vacuum cleaner staring onwards
at the never-ending expanse of the graveyard she now resided in. Her eyes were not
adjusting to the lack of light and she knew she could do nothing but resign
herself to the fate she had been dealt. Standing up, letting the muck drip down
over her nude body, she began to walk.
She traversed the onslaught of trash, completely
in awe how it appears to go on forever in every direction. Just another point
in perspective to highlight just how insignificant she truly is now. She ended
up stumbling across another group of puny dust mites chewing on an old piece of
candy, sitting down right beside them, grabbing a chunk off of it, and chewing
it. The mites seemed to pay her no mind, as she uncomfortably attempted to
crunch the hard rock, trying to get herself used to the bug life she was
destined to live with now.
However, in an unexpected turn, she felt the
outside world shaking. The increasingly faster reverb scared off the dust
mites, leaving Marie alone to try and regain her balance. She had wondered if
this was her mom simply moving the vacuum cleaner somewhere else, but instead
she heard a lot of loud rustling sounds coming from above. And then, a loud rip
as the heavens opened up to her, light pouring down, making her unable to see
anything.
She was so confused to what was going on she
hadn’t even immediately comprehended that she wasn’t in the vacuum but a
garbage bag, and that someone was currently ripping open the top. And once it
was finally fully exposed, a slightly familiar face was greeted to Marie: her
neighbor, Martin.
Martin was a boy who lived two houses down from
Marie’s family. His mom was good friends with Carrie and they would often get
together to talk about life. Marie had talked with Martin on occasion a few
times in recent years but had never really got a handle of what kind of person
he was, since he was usually kept things to himself and always acted awkward
when around her. He was eighteen years old now, though he was still ten years
younger than Marie. She had actually baby sat for him when he was younger and
she was in high school. She didn’t know why, but something felt off.
As it turned out, Martin was incredibly obsessed
with Marie. Anytime he got the chance he would stare at her from afar, snapping
pictures to save, and just imagining all sorts of fantasies he desired to
indulge in with her. It had reached the point of intensity that recently he had
been secretly going through the family’s trash in order to scoop out any
“undesirables” of Marie’s that she no longer needed.
After having ripped open the first trash bag and
had quickly nabbed himself a “hidden gem”, Martin ripped open the second bag to
take a look. Eyes filled with a disturbed sense of wonder, and licking his
lips, Martin rifled his fingers into the bag and started digging.
“Wait…is that Martin? And how is he--” Marie was
still in utter shock and disbelief that she still hadn’t comprehended she
wasn’t in the vacuum anymore, and one of his fingers went slamming straight
downward toward her, creating an impact that sent Marie flying further downward
into the bag. Each shift of Martin’s fingers threatened to crush or bury the
puny girl as she was flung and knocked over into various junk and dirt mounds
that would rise and fall.
She had tried to hold on to his fingernail for
dear life, but he just inadvertently flung her down back into the trash pile. Her
fall was slightly stopped by landing straight into the bristles of an old
toothbrush that had been forgotten about and had long been laying around the
bathroom. The sharp strands brushed her body painfully, but also gave her
something to grasp onto to avoid the rest of Martin’s rampage.
He soon came across said toothbrush which caught
his attention, plucking it out very carefully, while Marie screamed and gave
one the strands a tight bearhug for safety. Martin gave a very close look at
the brush, examining it thoroughly like he was a collector, yet still missing
the girl of his dreams who was now literally right under his nose.
“Nah, this isn’t hers.” Martin stated
disappointingly. He had started to imagine all the things he could do with her
old toothbrush in his possession, but having determined it might not be hers,
he dismissingly shook it off, tossing it on the floor of the bin.
This movement launched Marie outside of the
bristles’ confines, flung downward into the bin, onto another piece of fabric.
She was still so dazed she had yet to understand what was going on when Martin
grabbed ahold of the thing Marie had just fallen into, and it in fact being the
“hidden gem” that he had just uncovered: an old bra.
Even though he couldn’t confirm exactly if it was
Marie or her mother’s bra, the result being close enough was good enough for
the horny boy who mentally jumped for joy as caressed his fingers though the
openings and holes around the bra. His true treasure was to find one of her
panties, or one of Marie’s old dolls that he could pretend was really her, but
he was satisfied with this for now.
Giving into his urges, after giving it a quick
sniff, Martin brought the bra up to his face, stuck out his tongue, and began
to rub it straight up through it all. Doing this caused him to think about
licking his tongue across the real Marie, which then shifted to a fantasy of
licking a doll size Marie, which only served to make him feel harder and
intensify the passion.
Marie, however, was at a complete loss for words.
She wasn’t even able to question why Martin would be perusing through their
trash and collecting the bra when the monstrous, wet tongue revealed itself and
started its journey to devour Marie.
“WHAT THE FUCK! THIS IS DISGUSTIN—AAAA!” Her
exclamations were abrupted as the tongue reached its unaware prey, sticking
Marie right to the tastebuds as it continued to rub its way all over the bra.
He eventually finished his indulgent, folding the bra into his pocket, and
slowly starting to re-enter his tongue into his mouth.
Marie tried to squeal out in panic as she realized
she was on the verge of being swallowed yet again, when it finally clicked into
her that she had been outside the vacuum cleaner this entire time. And also,
that it was already nighttime by now, which meant…
“OW! Huh…” Martin suddenly felt a hard rock form
inside of his mouth. “Did I taste some extra dirt by accident?” he thought to
himself, spitting it out back into the trash bag. He was about to stand back up
and leave, but instead a rustling began to emanate from the trash bag. Just as
he was about to peer in and see what was up.
*CRASH*
Like a magic trick, bursting out of the garbage
bag, a five and a half foot, still completely naked and absolutely covered in
trash Marie, stood there with an immense shock on her face, while Martin just
sat on the ground completely dumbfounded. She ended up just standing put for a
good minute without moving, processing the fact that she was finally free, no
longer a pathetic two millimeters tall. She had survived everything.
She finally looked down at Martin, who had just
been staring there in awe at Marie’s breast and privates unembarrassed. In an
instant, her face shifted from one of ambivalence to terror as her eyes glared
with fury at who she assumed was just a seemingly harmless neighbor boy.
“GET OUT!” She yelled forcing the boy into a
sprint, dropping the bra and fleeing back to his house. Marie looked back down
at her body, reminding herself of the nude state she had gotten used to over
the past couple days, no longer embarrassed by it, even when exposed to the
world. All she could do was angrily sigh, as she stepped out of the trash, and
with her bare feet stomped her way back to her house.
Marie slammed the front door open, no longer
caring for courtesy, trudging down her hallway until she reached the main room
where all her family members were there, stopping what they were doing to stare
at the sudden surprise.
“M-Marie? What happened to you?” Carrie was eating
ice cream when she voiced out her concern for her daughter.
“Is this part of some kind of prank?” Victor
responded next, who was currently trying to rationalize the weird state to see
his daughter, while also casually flipping a coin up in the air.
“Is this some new fetish you got going on with
your boyfriend?” Eddie commented toward his sister, while he was currently
talking with Heather, looking back through all the pictures he had sent her
about the model city several days ago.
“Meow.” Ruby then appeared from under the table,
rubbing herself on Marie’s bare leg and starting to lick it.
Seeing everything her family members have been
doing, including the basket of laundry in the corner, the vacuum cleaner next
to it, the opened door to the basement, and a fly landing right on her nose,
all of it did nothing but bring back all the horrible memories of her past
week, and the pressure couldn’t to build until she couldn’t take it.
“FUCK!” was all Marie could exclaim as she stomped
her way past her confused family members, walking loudly up the stairs toward
the bathroom, another thought which sparked a furious memory from her psyche.
She ignored all the comments of her parents and brother calling out to her, all
she wanted to do was clean up and find some way, ANY way, to put this whole
week behind her. Even though she knew that was to be very unlikely.
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