The next week flew by for Liz. She was still riding high after having Jake sit on her lap. As she drove home after a nice Thursday shift, she was thinking back to that night. She hoped he hadn’t heard her enjoying herself afterward but what was done was done. It had been one of the best self-service sessions she had had in a long time. The thought of little Alex was becoming too much for her. She wanted so much more, but she was still hoping that he would be the one to come around and approach her. She felt that because of her size he might feel coerced if she alone escalated things. She was enjoying testing his boundaries a little, however.

                Jake had become more independent around the house with his network of ladders that they had worked together to set up, but Liz had still managed to find plenty of excuses to sit right next to him or be close to him. They had sat together to watch another couple shows in the evenings and Jake had even helped her to cook a couple more times, doing his best to tear up huge lettuce leaves while she did some other things. It wasn’t yet what Liz wanted but she definitely felt Jake loosening up around her.

                Meanwhile at home, Jake’s mind was still preoccupied by that night. He couldn’t get the noises out of his head. He had watched videos of that sort of thing, but it was something else to hear a titanic being fingering themself right next to you. And the end. Had she whispered his name? He had replayed her gasp in his head over and over, but he still wasn’t sure. It could have just been a gasp. Women need to relieve themselves too, Jake figured. It would have been nice if she could have done it when he wasn’t around but when the feeling comes… It is what it is, he decided. He was the guest. It wasn’t worth bringing it up. He had already masturbated to the memory a couple times that week while Liz had been at work. How couldn’t he? He still wanted to return to normal, but in some ways, he was living out his dreams. And while he still respected Liz and didn’t want to take advantage of her, part of him was really starting to enjoy this new life and wonder if he could enjoy things a little with her.

*             *             *

                Liz’s mind finally came back to reality as she shifted her vehicle into park. Grabbing her backpack with her laptop from work and some other things, she took a few breaths to calm herself and opened the car door. Approaching her door, she tilted her head. A package had arrived. That was a little weird, she hadn’t ordered anything. Bending over she saw the package was not addressed to her at all, but rather to Alex. Her curiosity grew immediately. It wasn’t a large box, but it was still larger and much heavier than he was. What could he have ordered?

                Liz picked up the parcel and headed inside, dropping her bag just inside the door. She found Jake still working on his corner of her desk. “Hey there little guy, how’s the day going?” she asked.

                “Almost done,” Jake replied. “There’s an error somewhere in this code and every time I’ve fixed it there’s some new thing that needs to be done. I’m about to give it up and try again tomorrow.”

                “So, normal day then?” Liz said dryly. She continued over to the couch and sat down, placing the box on the coffee table. “What’s in this?” she asked.

                “Oh, did those finally arrive? Go ahead and open it,” Jake said, with some excitement in his voice.

                Liz went ahead and tore the line of cardboard across the centre that unfastened both top flaps, casually tossing it aside on the table. She took a look inside and then gasped with joy. “Whoa! you got the rest of the series!”

                “Yeah! That manga from the other day was so good I couldn’t wait to get the rest of them. I know you were planning on getting them, but I figured this would be a quick way to save you the trouble.” It’s the least I can do to start to repay your kindness so far, he wanted to add.

                “Aw,” Liz blushed. “That’s so nice. I’ve been excited to read these too.” She took the top one out and flipped it over, looking at the back cover. As she did an idea struck her.

                “Hey, Jake?” she said.

                “What’s up?” Jake said, still typing away on his code.

                Maybe he’ll be interested, is now the time to give it a go? “You gonna be busy with that for a while?” she probed.

                “I think I’m just about finished, what’s up?” Jake said.

                Perfect, he’s tired of work. Here we go. “How about we read the next one together?”

                “Sure, let me just get logged off,” Jake agreed.

                Got him. Now to make him wait. “Awesome! I’m going to have a shower and change first, though. It’s been a long day.” Liz wanted to look and smell her best to attract her little crush. She was going to make him realize he was into her. She needed him to say it.  Her work clothes were far too boring to get that job done.

                “Alright, I’ll be here,” Jake said, now sitting with his legs dangling off the desk and staring at her. He was excited to read the new manga, but he was more excited to read it together with Liz. He was starting to feel giddy every time she came home, his chest fluttering as the familiar sound of the lock turning and door opening boomed in the distance.

                Liz headed to her room and grabbed a change of clothes before showering. She made extra sure to dry herself off fully before tossing her dirty clothes in the hamper and heading back to the living room. She hoped she would get a similar reaction today to the outfit she had been wearing the other day when they had been watching tv together.

                Jake was still sitting on the edge of the desk, dangling his feet when he heard the familiar thumping noise of Liz approaching. He had been there for quite a while now. Normally he wouldn’t sit there but something had kept him bolted in place while Liz went about her after-work routine. Anticipation? Excitement? Hope? All three? He had spent the past twenty minutes staring randomly around the room letting his imagination go wild. He didn’t need much imagination when Liz rounded the corner, though.

                Jake’s jaw dropped slightly, his hard speeding up when she appeared. Thankfully for him, she headed straight for the couch, focused on the new books. Today she had gone with her seemingly favourite white top that covered her chest with straps over her shoulders and not much else. Below her exposed belly hung a very snug pair of short shorts that barely covered her waist from her tail down to the start of her legs. The late afternoon light that flowed into the room shone off her short, fuzzy hazel fur with individual strands sparkling here and there. Her tail ebbed and flowed behind her with each graceful step until swinging to the side as she sat back on the couch, her incredible mass relatively quiet to her but producing a boom to Jake’s ears when it slammed into the soft surface below. Her lips were curved into a content smile as she picked up the same book and began to read the text on the back, seemingly paying no notice to her tiny desktop audience.

                “You coming over?” she finally asked.

                Jake snapped from his trance. “Y-yeah. Be right over,” he stuttered, still looking at the big beautiful being sharing the room with him. She was looking at him now, that subtle smile still there.

                As Jake stood up, she turned back to the books, finishing the text on the one she was reading and checking out the cover art on the others. Jake had ordered quite a box set so there were quite a few. He climbed down his rope ladder and padded his way across the floor, enjoying his upward perspective of Liz more and more as he approached her. Her curious eyes scanned each of the books one by one as she patiently waited for her little roommate.

                As he was nearing the coffee table, Liz turned and asked Jake, “You want a lift?”

                Not one to reject free rides, especially at this size, Jake responded, “Sure! Thanks.”

                Liz bent forward and brought two Jake-sized fingers and a thumb around him and gently grasped under his armpits and lifted him up. Jake was expecting to be deposited on the coffee table, or perhaps on the couch next to Liz. Liz’s hand instead took him on a different trajectory and raised him up to about head height. Then the hazel-furred titan shifted beneath, stretching her legs out over one side of the couch and resting her head against the other, lying across seat below Jake.

                Jake wanted to ask what was going on before he could get the words out, the hand holding him began to fall. Below him he could see a wall of hazel fur fast approaching as Liz gently deposited Jake on his hands and knees on top of her exposed abdomen, not far from her breasts which each, despite being modest in size, dwarfed Jake’s tiny form. Jake blushed, freezing in place.

Sitting on her lap was one thing but he wasn’t sure what to do so close to an intimate part of her body, even if that part was covered by fabric. His anxiety was eased slightly by the comforting warmth of Liz’s body and the softness of her milk-chocolate fur. His entire body slowly raised and lowered with each breath Liz took. Up. Then down. Up, and down. It was as if he were on a living metronome. Calming down slightly, he began to hear her booming heartbeat deep below him somewhere inside that broad chest. He sat there still frozen on all fours for a minute, taking everything in. Was Liz playing with him? Or was she just a good friend trying to make him feel comfortable? Still risk-averse, he decided it was the latter.

“You alright there?” Liz asked. Her voice vibrated her chest below Jake with every sound she produced. The feeling was surreal.

 “U- uhh, y-y-yeah,” Jake stammered, overwhelmed. There was no point in trying to play it cool. The rumbling voice, the pounding heartbeat, the rising and falling of her chest by simply breathing, this was too overwhelming a reminder of his insignificance compared to her.

“I figured this would be easier and more comfortable for both of us,” she smiled, her head craning and barely managing to gaze at him. “Go ahead and sit down, I have our first manga ready to go.”

Jake complied, finally sitting himself down with his legs folded, keeping his back up as straight as possible. He was pretty sure he was far enough from Liz’s breasts but didn’t want to risk brushing against them. He could feel the head radiating from them somewhere behind him.

Liz was inwardly disappointed that he hadn’t leaned back, but he seemed otherwise okay where he was sitting. She took the first manga from the coffee table and opened the pages, holding the book down near her navel so it would be far enough that Jake wouldn’t have to crane his neck back too much to read each page.

“Let me know if I’m flipping through the pages too quickly,” she said.

“O-okay,” said Jake, still flustered.

The two sat together quietly, reading the manga page by page. Both of them soon zoned in on the pages, experiencing the highs, lows, and the tension of the story. They even laughed in sync a few times when Liz turned the page and something funny or surprising popped up. Jake found himself tossed around by the shaking Liz’s laughing caused. She apologized for disturbing him but that just made the whole scene funnier. Soon, though, the two settled back into enjoying the story.

Before long, they were most of the way through the first book. Jake had been sitting upright all the while and his back had begun to get stiff. Without realizing it he began to shift uncomfortably. Liz felt his little movements and was just able to make out the top of his body over her breasts when she glanced down to see what was the matter. Sensing an opportunity she murmured down to Jake, “You can relax, you know.”

“I’m okay,” Jake replied, trying to be polite. He turned back and gave a smile.

“Go ahead and lean back, Jake. I doubt they’ll mind,” she said in a low voice, giving Jake a wink.

“Seriously, I’m okay,” Jake tried to pretend.

“You won’t be touching them, I have a top and a bra on. Just think of it as a luxurious couch,” Liz said, wiggling her breasts ever so slightly with each syllable of her last two words and throwing little Jake off balance in the process.

Jake had initially been uncomfortable with the idea, but as Liz worked her charms he began to feel like it would have been rude not to accept. After all, it wasn’t taking advantage of a friend if she asked you to do it.  Jake shifted backward still sitting down and leaned back, surrendering to Liz’s disarming voice and calming warmth. Through his toga and the fabric behind him be sensed the soft fabric of Liz’s bra and beneath that, the softness of her breast. This was so wrong, he thought as he instantly became aroused. He settled back a little more, feeling Liz’s left breast give a little, but still hold mostly firm. Was this real life? Jake felt more tingling in his loins as errant thoughts invaded his mind.

Liz also felt a familiar warmth growing in her body. It had started when he had first made contact with her soft belly fur and had grown when he had finally settled backward. The small weight shifting on its own against her breast equal parts tickled and soothed her. If only she hadn’t bothered putting her bra on after the shower earlier. Either way she was loving this. A tiny human, her tiny Jake, resting against her breasts. It was about time.

The two of them settled down and continued reading, each trying to play themselves off as calm and unbothered to the other. Gone was the giggling and the various other reactions to each new page of the story from before. In its place there was an almost tense silence, interrupted only by the sound of Liz breathing as her chest raised and lowered slowly beneath Jake. He did his best to stay still, but there were a few times that Jake shifted to make himself a little more comfortable. Each time he did so he could have sworn he felt Liz’s heartbeat accelerate ever so briefly before returning to its normal pace. She was breathing deeper and with a little more force now too. He was glad she was feeling as comfortable and relaxed as he was.

Liz was anything but relaxed. She was nervous about how Jake was feeling and finding herself distracted more and more by other thoughts and sensations each time Jake repositioned himself against her. Still, she managed to remain outwardly calm as the two continued to read. Soon enough, the first manga came to its last page.

“Oh, that was good,” Liz exhaled sharply, stretching a bit and accidentally jostling Jake around against her chest in the process.

“Yeah, that was even better than the last one,” Jake said after the world around him settled down. My reading chair wasn’t half bad either, he thought, too afraid to say the words aloud.

“Oh, I just remembered something,” Liz said. “Can I leave you on the couch for a minute? I got you something after work today.”

Jake’s curiosity was piqued. “Sure, what is it?”

“It’s a surprise,” Liz said, as she gently grabbed the little human, raising herself to a seated position and depositing him right next to her huge rump.

Jake was treated to quite a view as her thigh and leg muscles flexed and Liz stood up. The short shorts she was wearing left very little to the imagination. The couch lifted with her, released of her mass, and nearly knocked little Jake onto his side. He sat down on the couch, still nice and warm with Liz’s body heat, and wondered what she had brought for him.

Liz was excited. She thumped giddily out of the room and down the hallway. First, she made a quick detour into her room to adjust her outfit slightly. Then she headed back to her work bag which sat by the door. Unzipping the large compartment, she withdrew a cloth shopping bag. Smiling widely, she pranced proudly back to the living room and, still standing, held the bag in front of little Jake, swinging it slightly.

“Thiiiis,” Liz said, beginning to open and upend the bag, “is for you.” With a broad smile and wide eyes she dumped out the contents of the bag onto the couch in front of Jake.

Jake watched as a small mountain of cloth came out of the bag. The colourful pile grew until it was about the same height as he. Jake was confused at first until he took a closer look. Was that… Were those…

“I hope they fit,” Liz said. It was a little tricky finding your size but where there’s a toy store, there’s a way,” she giggled.

In front of Jake was a pile of clothes, all of which looked approximately the right size to fit him. It would be a little weird wearing doll’s clothes, but still far more practical than the comfortable togas he had been getting used to these past couple weeks.  “Thank you, Liz!” he shouted. “Thank you so much!”

“Don’t worry about it. Thank you for being such a good roommate,” Liz said. Inwardly, she still wished she could have said more but good roommate would do. For now. “I’ll be back in a minute while you choose something to wear.” Liz skipped out of the room leaving Jake to dig through his new wardrobe.

There were a wide variety of clothes for him to choose from. Sweatshirts, t-shirts, and even some lighter tops. He had shorts, sweatpants, jeans, but no socks unfortunately. He doubted there was any footwear that would fit him at this size, but his feet were adjusting and the surfaces inside the house weren’t rough on him. Jake settled on a white shirt and a loose-fitting pair of jeans that thankfully didn’t require a belt to stay up. As he put on the pants, he realized that the pair had a hole that sat just under the small of his back for a tail. Looking around he saw all of the shorts and pants had holes in the back. It would feel weird but he would get used to it. He would have to get used to being commando, too, he figured.

The clothes were surprisingly comfortable for doll clothes. Liz must have worked her magic and used some fabric treatment on them to get them this soft. He didn’t deserve this. She was being too nice to him. Jake held up a pair of grey sweatpants. They were so similar to the much larger ones he had fit into a short couple weeks before. His tail would have gone through that hole. His tail. He would have worn these when he went out running errands. Outside. Jake started to be reminded of the things he had before. He probably wasn’t going to change back, and he was starting to accept it. It had been two weeks and there were no changes. He didn’t even know why he had transformed in the first place, but he suddenly felt sad. Maybe this was it. This was his life. He was tiny. Insignificant. Helpless. Human. The only thing in the world that was a fit for him now were children’s toys. Was that all he was now?

Jake’s mood grew darker by the second. Sooner or later his company would figure out that he wasn’t coming back and he would lose his job, then he wouldn’t even be able to contribute or give back to Liz. That girl from the office. The one he liked. More than liked. The one who had saved him. Fighting back tears, Jake fell to his knees. He could never truly be with Liz. How could she see him as a partner at this size? How much longer would she take care of him until she met someone. What would he do then? That toga had been temporary. The last thing reminding him that he might be able to go back, and now that was gone. Was he doomed?

Liz pranced back into the room, smiling infectiously. “Well, how do they-” she paused immediately, seeing Jake’s sullen posture. “Jake? Are you alright?”

“I’m going to be like this forever, aren’t I,” Jake said, his voice full of pain.

“Oh Jake, please don’t think like that. You’ve been doing so well these past couple weeks, and I’ve really enjoyed having you here,” Liz said, dropping gently to her knees so she could get a little closer to Jake on the couch.

“But what if I never change back?” Jake asked.

“Well… Would that be so bad?” Liz asked back.

“What do you mean?” Jake said, confused.

“Has life been that bad these past couple weeks? You’ve been such a fun roommate.”

“But I can’t do anything at this size,” Jake continued. “There’s so many things I can’t do.”

“What about the things you can do?” Liz asked.

“What?” Jake replied, looking up and meeting Liz’s gaze finally. What could he do at this size? Liz did everything for him now.

                Liz turned and pointed at all the ladders around the room. “See those? You made those. This room wasn’t made for someone your size, but you conquered it and found a way to make it work for you.”

                “I guess,” Jake said, still unconvinced.

                “You even started showering by yourself this week using the sink. I haven’t had to set up a bath for you in days,” Liz added. It was true, Jake had been gaining some independence in the past week. “And you’ve been working from home all the while. I doubt there are many people that could pull off what you have been doing in such a short time.”

                “But I can’t cook, and I still need you to empty the toilet cup on the desk every day,” Jake complained.

                “I bet you’ll have both figured out before long,” Liz insisted with her warm smile.

                “I just don’t want to be a burden to you,” Jake finally admitted, looking up to her. He was so small, so fragile, and so vulnerable, like this. Initially she had viewed Jake that way, but those were some of the last words that came to Liz’s mind now when she thought of Jake every day. “I don’t even know how much longer I might need to stay here,” he continued.

                “You’re not a burden, and I really am enjoying our time together,” Liz said, with a comforting smile. The sun’s light twinkled off her huge eyes as that warm smile beamed some of Liz’s infectious positivity down onto Jake.

                “I don’t deserve a friend as good as you, Liz,” Jake finally said. Liz had never seen him open up like this, but she hoped her encouragement would help him to realize his potential. He was physically tiny, but deep down she saw him as the same size, if not larger than even she. And maybe even some day they would be something more than friends. She could only hope, but for now she was happy that he had opened up to her.

                “Is it okay if I give you a hug, Jake?” Liz asked. This definitely wasn’t how she had envisioned their afternoon going, but Jake was clearly in pain and Liz felt like a need to try and comfort him further.

                Jake nodded and stood up to face her. He wondered how this would even work. He had been about even with her navel at his original height, but the mechanics of hugging when you were barely taller than someone’s hooves were new to him.

                Liz was equally unsure at first. She hadn’t really thought past asking and was surprised that he had accepted so readily. She settled on leaning forward slowly, bringing her muzzle to rest right in front of Jake on the couch cushion.

                Jake stood with his arms slightly outstretched as Liz’s massive muzzle approached. Before he would have recoiled in fear of her size, but he trusted her fully now. He still doubted himself, but her kind words had given him hope and comfort that been all but lost until a minute ago. He watched as Liz’s nose and lips settled onto the couch cushion in front of him. Her nostrils came up to his shoulders, he observed. Beyond them, at the end of the long, white-streaked bridge of her equine nose Jake saw those warm, hazel eyes close, waiting for him to take the lead.

                Jake took a step forward, then another, and then leaned into the warm, velvet skin in front of him. His arms wrapped as far around her equine muzzle as he could and he felt his heart begin to race. What was this feeling? Relief? Friendship? Love? He had honestly never really felt strong feelings of either before and didn’t know what he was experiencing now. Whatever it was, he liked it. His worries about the future soon melted as he felt Liz’s soft fingers come to rest on his back, returning his hug in kind.

                Liz’s heart fluttered too. She hadn’t imagined their first hug happening like this, but she was happy. Happy that Jake was starting to come out of his shell. The two stayed there in their improvised embrace for a minute longer before finally the pressure at Jake’s back eased and he stepped back.

                Sensing an awkward pause beginning Liz quickly said, “How about we read another of these books you ordered?”

                “Sure,” Jake agreed.

                Liz scopped up Jake’s pile of clothes with a single palm and placed them back in her back. “We can set up a wardrobe for you or something later tonight,” she explained. Then, turning to Jake again she asked, “Alright, you ready?”

                “Let’s get started,” he said.

                Liz’s fingers came down and gently grabbed him just like before. Soon she had laid herself across the couch and Jake was deposited on her upper abdomen. He sat still, as if waiting for permission. “Go ahead and relax,” Liz said, her soft voice rumbling through him.

                Jake still hesitated for a second and then rolled to a seated position, scooting himself backward as he had before. He slid back twice using his hands before leaning back against the fleshy globes behind him. Except something was different this time. There was far less material behind him than last time. Was it the new clothes? Jake wondered for a second, before realizing it. She wasn’t wearing her bra anymore. Maybe the straps had been uncomfortable for her or something.

                Above him, Liz enjoyed the sensation of Jake against her breast and her heard began to race for a difference reason. She could feel him so much more now that she had taken the bra off. Warmth grew in her again, starting in her lower stomach and spreading to her extremities. Equal parts comfort, equal parts arousal. They had had a breakthrough today. She was happy.

                Liz gave out one big exhale and settled the comic book down to her navel as she had done earlier, holding it with one hand this time instead of two. For the first minutes her free hand stayed flat across her stomach far in front of Jake, but soon she couldn’t help herself.

                Jake was enjoying the manga and his comfortable position against Liz’s left breast when he saw movement in front of him. Liz’s free hand was tracing across her stomach and headed straight toward him. Jake was a little nervous, but he trusted Liz and waited to see what she had in mind.

                A single, broad, soft finger came to rest on his stomach and chest, and then began to shift gently and rhythmically back and forth, almost in time with Liz’s deep breaths beneath him. Left, and right the finger went. Up, and down he continued to shift with each breath Liz took. At first his body stiffened to the touch, not sure how to feel about what was happened, but soon Jake relaxed. The feeling was magical.

                Neither Liz nor he said a word, she simply flipped the page and they continued reading, Liz gently stroking Jake’s little chest all the while. For the next hour they enjoyed the book and each other’s company in silence. Even when there were jokes or funny bits, the two remained quiet and still, overtaken by a tension that had developed between them.

                When they finally finished the second book Liz’s gentle rubbing didn’t cease, in fact Jake had started to rub back against her fingers with his little hands. She had been able to feel him through his toga before when she had picked him up, but these clothes were much thinner and allowed her to feel the shape of his body with greater ease. And she liked what she was feeling.

                “You alright there?” Liz asked.

                “Mmm,” a content moan was Jake’s only reply. Liz’s heard fluttered at his response.

                She wanted to sit in silence a little longer, but her hopes were soon dashed. “We should probably start thinking of supper, shouldn’t we,” Jake stated.

                Liz’s immediate response was an inward wave of disappointment, but then a small hunger pang of hunger brought her to her senses. Jake was being a naïve little buzzkill, but he was right. “Yeah, I guess we should.” She tried not to sound too disappointed.

                “Liz?” Jake continued.

                “Yeah?” she replied, holding her breath.

                “I really enjoyed that.”

                Her heart skipped a beat. “Me too,” was all she managed.

                “And Liz, thank you,” Jake said.

Liz just looked down at the little man now sitting facing her on her belly and smiled, blushing deeply beneath the brown and white fur that covered her face. “Let’s go make some supper.”