“...Alright.”

Something about Miss Tina’s movements seemed eerily familiar to Evie; an echo of another day that seemed a lifetime ago. Far in the distance, across the carpet tundra, the brown-haired, stocky giant closed the door to her bedroom and turned with an impish smile. Why it seemed familiar was not immediately obvious, but after a couple added moments it finally clicked. This was exactly what it was like the last time Evie was at Eva’s - at her own - home. Down to the selfsame expression worn as Miss Tina turned once they were trapped together. 

She had been placed at the foot of Miss Tina’s bed with the implicit instruction not to go anywhere. So Evie was left to simply watch as her mistress began to relax herself. Her posture grew less rigid and in her hands lingered a small carrying bag that Evie had often found herself in. Nothing about the situation appeared unusual, and yet she commanded Evie’s attention. There was some sort of intangible quality to the air that had her skin electrified and her curiosity piqued. 

Setting her bag along a nearby dresser, Miss Tina moved slowly and deliberately, reaching to undo the buttons of her blouse. Paradoxically a gesture that showed little care if Evie saw, but was also a clear show meant to be seen. After a few buttons were loosened and her bosom began to be bared she paused as though suddenly struck by a thought and turned her attention to Evie. “You’re gonna be a good girl, right?” She asked with a sudden twang of uncertainty.

Again with that strange question. That made the third time in the last hour Evie had been asked it. What did her magnanimous mistress have to fear? Since her reduction she’d never bothered with such concerns before; so why now? After all, how could Evie ever hope to compare to such a towering, powerful being as Miss Tina? Her answer came after careful consideration, but remained the same as it had the prior times she was asked. “Of course Miss Tina.” Whatever this was going to be, she well understood protests were pointless. Even the annoying voice in her head didn’t bother whenever her mistress was near. 

Nodding, the giantess regarded Evie with a narrow smile. Comforted by the answer, her hand delved back into the confines of her bag with Evie’s eyes transfixed. “You know, I think you really do mean it this time.” Miss Tina boomed. “You’ve been so well behaved ever since I pulled you out of the break room it’s been kinda scary.” She admitted with a weak laugh. “If you’re serious, then I think you’re ready for something I’ve kinda wanted to do for a long time now…” There was a glimmer of white between her fingers as her hand slid from the bag. A color that sent a jolt up Evie’s spine as she shielded herself.

“No not again!” 

Resting comfortably in her owner’s delicate hands was that familiar machine. The accursed device that had sent her into the void. A Reducer, one Evie instinctively knew was the very same one that had brought Eva Rhodes down low. She stumbled backwards and nearly tripped over a fold on Miss Tina’s bed. Her whole body shuddered as breathing grew rapid and irregular, panic swiftly beginning to override reason.  Why?! She was a good girl! She did everything Miss Tina asked and more! How did her owner...Why did she have that?!

Instantly noting her pet’s fear, Miss Tina held her hands up as a sign of peace. “Whoa there, easy Evie! I’m not gonna shrink you!” She hurriedly assured. 

The words brought comfort; enough to return Evie from the brink at least. A steadying breath did wonders for her as she took several long moments to collect herself. While far from okay, the weak little woman found her voice as she eventually asked. “You aren’t? Then...Then why do you have...that?”

“So I can do the opposite.”

“What-”

And then Miss Tina blasted her. 

“Y-You said-!” Evie shrieked as that trauma-inducing glow enveloped her body. The betrayal! The agony! She was dwindling away to- Wait, no she wasn’t. She was...growing?

The woman had almost forgotten what the feeling was like - being anything more than a bug among titans - and she reacted to the dwindling world around her with an almost child-like wonder. It was no illusion or dream. It wasn’t some sort of deluded fantasy. It wasn’t even the minuscule growth Miss Amy had granted her once upon a time. This was very, very real. Monolithic structures that had towered over Evie were shrinking before her eyes. For so long she had been among the dust of the world that to actually see her surroundings decline around her to what could be considered a ‘normal’ scale was a surreal thing. Most bizarre of all, however, was Miss Tina herself. 

Massive. Strong. Beautiful. Unstoppable. Those were the words that defined Miss Tina in her mind, but they were not what described her now. The woman in front of Evie was short. Stocky. Cute. Soft. Words in every regard the opposite of what Evie had grown accustomed to. At some point she had simply forgotten the reality of the situation. Studying her mistress was almost like remembering the truth. That this woman who lorded over her like a god; whose will was law and whose every whim was inexorable - at the end of the day was a short, albeit muscular woman. Just that. Evie stared in disbelief as the glow of the Reducer’s light faded, Miss Tina lowering the device with a sly smile. 

“Well? How does it feel?” She asked.

Her voice was no longer a thunderous roar that echoed across the sky. Her features no longer spanned the breadth of Evie’s vision. Evie stood, realizing somewhere in the back of her mind she was naked, but she cared about that roughly as much as her mistress did. She touched her own face, half surprised to find it solid. “I’m-” A slight wince from Miss Tina cut her off. Evie had all but yelled out of habit. “I’m...taller than you.” She muttered in a much more tolerable volume after realizing her mistake.

“For now."

It was spoken with such confidence that Evie didn’t dare doubt it. Nonetheless, she took a careful step forward in fascination. Her Mistress. Her Owner. Her...so many, many things. She was a full head shorter than Evie. Only level with the raven-haired woman’s bare chest. Despite all that had happened, hers remained the curvier, more conventionally developed and attractive figure. A testament to the care Miss Tina provided her quite frankly. Miss Tina had the superior muscles, but Evie was taller. Her curves were greater. Her facial features were more refined and elegant. Yet, in spite of all of that, Miss Tina towered over her. Perhaps not physically anymore, but certainly mentally. There was a casual power behind the mousy young-woman’s eyes. A power that reminded Evie that regardless of their current scales she stood before a giant. Her giant. 

“...Why?” Evie asked.

Miss Tina frowned slightly and appeared to consider her words carefully. “To see something.” Came her eventual reply. 

The Reducer remained firmly in hand, but Miss Tina set her carrying bag back along a dresser and craned her neck upwards to meet Evie’s gaze. Light reflected across the woman’s thick, round-rimmed glasses as her expression betrayed nothing. A silence dominated the air as Evie was unsure if she was meant to speak. Miss Tina certainly didn’t. They were but two figures staring at one another in the privacy of a bedroom. It couldn’t be simpler; and yet there was a daunting, almost menacing air that seemed to weigh on Evie’s shoulders. They just...stood there. Eyes locked and saying nothing. Evie grew aware of a lone bead of sweat sliding down her jaw line. Her body tensed.

Why hadn’t her mistress said anything? What did she want? Questions that burned in Evie’s eyes but were met with no answers. Just the full force of Miss Tina’s attention.

It proved too much. Evie was forced to avert her gaze; and as soon as she had her owner smirked. 

“Well?” A commanding authority crept into Miss Tina’s tone. “Aren’t you gonna help me undress?”

The command bounced off Evie’s blank expression for several moments before it registered. She blinked, half expecting a laugh or some kind of followup. None came. It seemed Miss Tina was quite serious, and once she understood that Evie’s body moved accordingly. Submission brought a sort of calming comfort, putting her at ease and bringing a smile to her lips as she moved. Even as a giant herself - one taller than her master even - she understood her place beneath her. Trembling hands reached for the buttons along Miss Tina’s blouse; the first few had already been done for her, exposing the upper side of her owner’s surprisingly ample bust. Given her new perspective it was almost insane to consider those very same breasts had crushed Evie countless times. 

Although awkward at first, Evie’s movements soon grew more confident. She undid the buttons all the way down the length of her mistress’s torso, revealing the familiar form of defined abdominals behind the veil of her open shirt. Evie’s fingers grabbed the bottom folds of the cloth and began to part them like curtains.

“No, leave it.”

Without even needing to move a muscle, Miss Tina had forced her pet’s hands off of her blouse. Her moves were so sudden and on command that Evie hadn’t even realized it until her hands were back at her sides. Had she done something wrong? She searched for any dissatisfaction on Miss Tina’s expression. Quite the opposite, her smirk had widened. With a snap of her fingers her owner brought Evie’s gaze down low. To the petite fingers tapping against Miss Tina’s skirt. For reasons not entirely obvious to her, Evie felt her cheeks redden as she started to kneel before her owner.

“That’s right…” Miss Tina whispered in a low, husky tone.

On her knees, Evie gulped and lifted her head to meet her mistress’s gaze. All she received for that effort was Miss Tina’s empowered smile and a somewhat chastising finger gesturing her back to the skirt that Evie had yet to remove. She subtly bit into her lip and nodded. Slowly. Reaching upwards, Evie grabbed a clip along the skirt’s waistband, already well on her way to loosening it when a flash of white caught the corner of her eye. 

You could snatch it right now. It’s right there and she wouldn’t react fast enough.

Oh god not now. 

She’s overconfident. She thinks she’s won. 

The Voice now of all times? It was meant to stay away around Miss Tina!

You can use that and put an end to everything once and for all.

No, she...she couldn’t. Miss Tina was her owner. She was faster, stronger, better. She couldn’t go against her!

She will shrink like anyone else.

Evie’s fingers caught in the air, briefly stopping everything. She could...shrink Miss Tina?

She would never see it coming. By the time she tries something you’ll have the remote. All the muscles in the world won’t mean shit if she’s the size of a child. Then...smaller. Send the bitch to the void!

No! She was Miss Tina’s pet. She couldn’t-

“Ahem.”

The noise cut through the internal debate, Evie looking up to see a rather nonplussed look on Miss Tina’s face. “I know it’s been a while, but please tell me you didn’t forget how clips work?” She admonished.

“N-No I was just...I haven’t been this big in so long.”

“Yeah, well. Don’t get used to it.” She replied, making an effort to sound flippant. It only partly worked.

Evie nodded, and within seconds Miss Tina’s skirt was undone and sliding gracefully past her toned legs, bringing her stockings along with it. The Voice had retreated again for the time being. It allowed a moment of peace as Evie slid the clothing off and set it aside in a heap near her master’s dainty feet. Her gaze lingered there, recalling the many times they had stepped on her. 

“Good. Now stand up.” Miss Tina ordered.

Of course Evie obeyed. She may have stood above her master once again, but there were no illusions as to who held the power here. The shorter, half-naked woman laid a hand along a well-defined hip and wore a mantle of satisfaction. “You’ve gotten a lot better at taking orders.” She mused.

“Of course, I’m your pet.” Came the immediate, honest reply.

So fast was Evie’s submissive answer that the dominant facade her owner wore cracked. Miss Tina blinked, a flush filling her visage as she coughed into her fist. “Good answer.” She remarked before giving her pet a powerful shove. It came unexpectedly and suddenly, the sheer strength overwhelming; and the results spoke for themselves. Despite her alleged superior height, Evie was quite effortlessly knocked back and tripped against the bed, landing atop of it.

“Fuck, I owe Amy for this.” Miss Tina gasped in satisfaction.

She reached for and removed her glasses in a single fluid motion, biting into one of its temple tips as she drank the scene in. The brunette barely withheld a rakish grin as she seemed to have no issue seeing her plaything without the eyewear. “Mnn...Mine...Keep crawling back. Until your head is on the pillows.”

Miss Tina ordered. Evie obeyed. The nubile servant felt her hands sink into the plush bedding as she pushed herself backwards until a velvety softness pressed into the back of her head. Flanking her vision on either side were a familiar assortment of plush dolls.

“Perfect. Right there with the rest of my toys.” Miss Tina mused, setting both her glasses and the Reducer onto the nearby dresser. Chuckling softly to herself, she took her first step towards her prey with a meaningful stomp. Nowhere near the powerful, earth-rending thing Evie had grown accustomed to, but it made her shudder all the same. Subsequent steps grew softer as she approached. Along her torso her open blouse swayed with every step, teasing the marbled perfection of her figure underneath. She stopped at the foot of the bed, brimming with the dominant confidence that came as she enjoyed her favorite plaything. 

“Do you know why I’m doing this, Evie?” She asked.

The woman was having difficulty finding her thoughts. “B-Because...Because…”

“Because I can.” Miss Tina finished for her. “Because right now you’re no different from any of my other toys. Tiny or not you belong to me. You need me. Don’t you?”

Words caught in Evie’s throat with a whimper, the woman only able to nod.

“Told you I’d break you.” Her mistress replied smugly. She laid one hand along the edge of the bed and crawled up. “It took a long time for us to get here, but we finally made it.” Atop the bed, she inched further along on all fours. A lioness encroaching upon her prey with a carnal desire in her eyes. They were at a similar scale and yet she towered above Evie. Her shadow enveloped Evie’s body, seemingly dwarfing her. She leaned in when she wasn’t even inches away, utterly composed and in control despite the lack of personal space. A far cry from her origins as the meek, stuttering little girl. Desire spurred the woman on in a way it seemingly never had before.

“I’m not just your owner, am I?” Miss Tina whispered. 

Evie was cowering beneath her, trying and failing to skulk away behind the wall of fuzzy animals. “N-No…”

“Then what am I?”

“I…”

Miss Tina pressed her forehead to Evie’s own, allowing nothing but a direct answer as she repeated herself. Louder. “What. Am. I?”

There was a word. Just one. One that came to mind in an instant and had been at the edge of Evie’s thoughts for a long, long time. One that once uttered could never be taken back. An absolute admission of the total dominance Miss Tina held over her. Evie could feel the Voice screaming in defiance from within, warring against the expectant look of Miss Tina. Although even the Voice knew the truth. They both knew what Miss Tina wanted to hear. For what else was a being who held absolute power? What else was a creature who controlled everything about you? It was the last in a long, lone line of defenses, and it finally collapsed. 

“My G-G-Go…-”

“Louder!”

“MY GOD!”

She had said it. As loudly as she could for them both to hear. The unspoken word that truly defined their relationship better than any other. A seed that Miss Tina hadn’t planted, but rather one Evie had cultivated entirely on her own. In the silence of her declaration, that line had finally been crossed. 

“That’s right.” Her mistress...No...her Goddess whispered. She lowered her visage with tongue poking out to press against the base of Evie’s jaw. There it ran along the side of her face, slowly and purposefully. “I’m your fucking God.” She breathed against her plaything’s ear with a soft grin, fingers tracing the length of Evie’s supple figure. “And you know what’s the best part?” The digits soon settled between Evie’s legs; where there was an undeniable wet truth. “You love it.”

The slightest, most pathetics of whimpers escaped Evie’s lips. For weeks - no, months she had dreamed of the moment she was this large again. All the size and capabilities she could’ve ever dreamed of and yet she never felt more like a helpless, insignificant thing in her mistress’s palm. She squirmed beneath Miss Tina helplessly. Not only was her heart not in the effort, but even had it been she couldn’t compete against her god’s physical strength. The time for denial or running away had passed. Her thoughts and feelings were laid as bare as her naked form. 

Miss Tina’s fingers caressed her pet’s womanhood for a few moments longer before lifting a pair of damp digits near Evie’s face. “Lick.” Meekly, Evie complied, taking two of Miss Tina’s fingers into her mouth and suckling them subserviently. Miss Tina could only watch, blanket awe melded together with intense satisfaction. While the creature before her looked and sounded like Eva Rhodes, she was something else entirely. An obedient subhuman wearing the face of a completely different person. On some level it seemed to frighten her, but that was merely a part of the many complicated feelings running across Miss Tina’s face. 

“How long?” She asked, pulling her fingers from Evie’s mouth.

“I...don’t know.” Evie answered as she looked away shamefully. She had been crushed, insulted, degraded, and in some instances even tortured; and yet it was here that she felt the most dehumanized. Or more accurately, it was here that she finally realized how far gone she already was. 

“You’re lying.” Miss Tina stated flatly. Her slender fingers gripped Evie by the chin and forced her to meet her gaze. “How. Long?”

Against such strength and beneath such a powerful glare, Evie couldn’t take it. Her heart rate quickened as her legs rubbed into one another and she let out a heated moan. Everything about her mistress was an intoxicating drug - terrifying, and yet offering such bliss. A particularly pathetic expression crossed her features as Evie struggled to find her words. “S-Since you saved me from the voi- The...break room.” She panted. “Maybe...Maybe even before that, but that was when I...I couldn’t ignore it anymore.”

“When you stopped fighting it you mean.” Miss Tina corrected as she sat herself straight. She released Evie’s chin, allowing the woman mounted beneath her to relax. “All I wanted from you... All I ever wanted... was to hear you call me that. Just once.” She reached beneath her blouse and openly groped her breast, staring at Evie from on high. “I’ve asked myself so many times what finally made me do it? What made me shrink you? I still don’t really know. Maybe there’s too many reasons to count.”

In a sense, Miss Tina seemed to have been laid every bit as bare as her pet. There was no mask here, Evie realized. No pretense of games or mischief. Only the truth. Miss Tina had never seemed stronger, and paradoxically had never seemed more vulnerable. 

Lucidity overrode the pleasure in her eyes for a moment as she studied her pet. “Do you want to know a secret?” 

Evie could only nod as Miss Tina reached down, smaller hands working at her pet’s breasts. Never had another’s touch sent such thrills down her spine. Evie’s back arched as she bit into her lips and squirmed in frustrated pleasure; and yet her goddess commanded her absolute attention.

“I always admired you.” Miss Tina began amidst her efforts. Her hands ran across Evie’s body without reservation. “You were always so strong and confident. You were as tall like I always wished I was and you had the exact kind of body I always wanted. You were good at your job but you never took crap from anyone. You definitely took it too far, but I always envied that in a way.” She chuckled. “It’s silly huh? All that bad stuff you always did and I still couldn’t help but admire you. Much as I hated you I always…”

“You always…?”

“I always...kinda...loved you…”

The admission blindsided Evie. Complicated thoughts and feelings overwhelmed her. Memories of a lifetime ago. Of the success she had - and of the things she sacrificed for that success. She’d never paid any mind to those around her, and now when she had no choice she didn’t know what to say. 

After a moment’s silence Miss Tina smiled wryly and turned her head. “Like I said, it's silly. Not like it changes anything anyway. So much has happened; and I owe it all to you. Everything I could’ve ever wanted really, but...I don’t think I shrank you for that. Maybe...One of the reasons was I just didn’t want to see you go. I wanted to be the one you would admire for a change. Does that make me a bad person?”

This time Evie knew her answer. “Of course not.”

At that, Tina smiled. Not the smile of Evie’s almighty god, but the sincere expression of a simple young woman. “Thank you Evie. For everything.” She said, descending upon her plaything and embracing her. “You might’ve been an awful person, but you’re a pretty damn great pet.”

So much had been said, and yet so much more didn’t need to be. Theirs was an inexplicable relationship. The woman who needed to be brought low and the woman who needed to be uplifted. A part of Evie loathed what had happened, and she suspected a part of Miss Tina felt the same way. In the end, however, if the two of them felt bliss together then did the missteps along the way really matter? A part of Evie argued it did, but the dominant part did not care. For the first time in a long while, Evie looked down and saw how delicate her mistress truly was. As her arms lifted and embraced Miss Tina in turn, it became a tender moment she wished would never end. 

Now! You can shove her and take the device!

A moment the Voice seemed hell bent on ruining. Although, now it finally occurred to Evie why it had been making so much noise all of a sudden. And what it would take to finally silence it once and for all. 

“Miss Tina…?”

“Hmm? What is it?” The woman pulled away with a warm smile for her plaything. 

Don’t you dare ask her to-

“Could you shrink me?”

The Voice howled in absolute fury and Miss Tina appeared stunned. She reached for her glasses out of habit, adorably pressing a finger to her empty nose. “Come again?”

“Could you please shrink me?” Evie repeated. “It...doesn’t feel right being this big. I…” She briefly hesitated and then smiled. “I shouldn’t be taller than you.” That was the problem. She was much too big, and it made that horrible, horrible part of her whisper those lies. 

It was difficult to describe the sheer shock on her mistress’s face. Mouth agape awe that slowly turned into something so...happy. So absolutely joyous. Lust began to cloud Miss Tina’s eyes once again and she drew in a sharp breath. The woman leaned in, her lips meeting with Evie’s. “Say it again.”

Evie leaned into the kiss, moaning in bliss no matter what annoyances whined within her. Their lips broke off and she smiled, nothing but reverence for her mistress in her eyes. “Please Miss Tina, shrink me down to where I belong.”

Miss Tina bit into her lower lip and nodded as she reached for the Reducer. Evie had ample time to interfere and stop her and heavens know the Voice demanded she do so, and yet she made no effort to even try. Her master grabbed the device and adjusted its settings before studying Evie one final time. For once, Evie was ready for when the beam hit her. For so long she’d feared it, dreaded it, but now she saw it for the blessing it really was. Once again, the world began to expand around her. Evie dwindled and above her Miss Tina began to grow, assuming her rightful stature inch by inch. 

She began taller than Miss Tina. Then was the same size. Then smaller. And then smaller. That selfsame demure, short woman steadily ascended into the powerful titan she was always meant to be. Her breathing rumbled high in the heavens and her body dominated the senses in a way nothing else ever could. All while an agonized shriek cried out from within Evie, fading with every inch she lost. Until at last they were back where they had began - Evie a tiny, pitiful thing before a glamorous, marbled god.

“Don’t worry Evie.” Miss Tina boomed. “You’ll never be bigger than me ever again.”

Once, the words would’ve terrified the smaller woman. Now? Now...They sounded pretty damn good.