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Nathaniel leaned in again. Frances smiled warmly and leaned towards him too this time, and their lips met. He imagined what it would be like to be pressed against those lips after he had been reduced in size dramatically. He thought she was the most exciting lady imaginable to have suggested this lifestyle for them both.

Their next date was a night walk through the public gardens in the village. When they reached the most scenic spot in the centre, he took her in his arms and hugged her tight and kissed her again. Then he turned his cheek and rested it against hers for a lengthy embrace, thinking how haunting it was to be doing this with a lady who would, in the near future, be holding his entire body in her hand. Every familiar aspect about the life he’d known, and every new thrill of dating her at his full size would all soon be a thing of the past, never to be repeated, replaced by an amazingly different dynamic.

On a Saturday three weeks after their first date, she invited him to meet her in the meadow, and said that she’d bring everything this time, as it would be the day that he undertook his reduction in size. The night before (Friday), they danced to music in Frances’ living room, first some fast paced disco tunes, and then some soft slow music to accommodate snuggling and kissing. He held her in his arms, knowing that this was apparently to be his last night at full size. He had no idea how she would accomplish what she had stated as her long term plan for him, but he believed her and would happily go along with it.

He kissed her goodnight at the end, and left, and went back to the boarding house and dreamt of the next morning.

He awoke the next day and walked up to the meadow. Frances took his hand and led him further up the hill until she came to Colleen’s house and knocked on the door.

“Miss Balfour!” said Nathaniel, remembering the teacher who had gone on sabbatical, “So this is your house.”

“She’s going to help with your transition.”

Frances had recalled the time she had licked Stanley a lot, and had begun thinking about it with greater frequency and intensity of emotion, from the moment that Nathaniel had first asked her on a date. By the time she’d arrived at that first picnic, she had been set on a course which prompted only one response to his first attempt to kiss her.

Colleen closed the front door, showed them both into the lounge, and drew the curtains.

“It’s time to reduce you now,” said Frances, “Is there anything you’d like to say or do, beforehand?”

“I guess just to tell you that I’ve enjoyed the last few weeks very much, and I’m every bit as excited about what’s to come.”

“Let’s have one last full sized hug,” said Frances, and wrapped her arms tightly around him, “…Are you ready then?”

“Yes my love.”

“Thank you, darling.”

“If you just stand in the middle of the carpet and leave the rest to me,” said Colleen, “I’ll show you how it works.”

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