They spent the rest of the night pinned against Kelsey's stomach while the gigantic pair occasionally exchanged soft but surprisingly chaste kisses.

After weeks of finding himself wedged between them while they made out or listening to their lips smack above while he lapped away at their shoes on the floor, it was strange to see them so restrained. When they went to bed that night, Austin remained in his sweatpants rather than his usual boxers or occasional nudity.

Sam had squirmed beside him as Kelsey laid down with her earbuds in and pulled the heavy duvet over their tiny bodies. Pinned beneath the weight of her arm and a blanket that Sam had bought almost two years ago, the shrunken woman turned to glare at him.

“So what happens now?” She whispered, struggling against the giantess's arm.

Evan blinked back at her while Austin's body formed a slumbering mountain behind her, “We get some sleep?”

“And what's the plan for the morning?” She glanced up at Kelsey but the girl's face was obscured by the hills of her breasts, “How do we get help?”

“Sam,” he sighed, “If I knew how to do that, do you think we would be trapped like this right now?”

“So just give up? That's your plan?” Even in the darkness, he could see her roll her eyes, “Typical.”

“Don't be like-”

Kelsey's arm shifted and the duvet suddenly pulled up over their heads, trapping them in a pitch black world before the weight of her forearm came down to pin them once more. Her words, though muffled by the blanket, still seemed to come from everywhere at once, “Shut up, my podcast is more important than whatever you two are talking about...”

Evan whimpered as the pressure momentarily increased, forcing both his and Sam's bodies to stretch painfully atop Kelsey's stomach.

“Is she... are we...” Sam's words came between panting breaths.

“Just try to get some sleep...” Evan mumbled, shutting his eyes and doing his best to curl up beneath the heavy weight bearing down on top of him.

“This is absurd,” was Sam's final complaint before she too grew silent, either unwilling or unable to keep protesting what was happening.

Evan fell into a deep dreamless sleep that was broken by warm light spreading across the world.

Dark shadowy fingers followed the light and he instantly squirmed in response, his brain struggling to catch up with his shrunken reality. Sam's scream instantly reminded him that he was no longer alone in his captivity though and he watched her limbs flail as the giant hand wrapped around her.

He reflexively reached out for Sam but his fingers only grazed hers as she was yanked out from beneath the duvet into the world beyond. The heavy blanket fell back, landing across Evan's shoulders while he watched his ex-wife lifted high into the sky.

A low rumbling yawn rattled the world followed by a sleepy smacking of lips.

Austin sat up, the bed shifting and groaning beneath him as his dark eyes settled upon Sam's squirming form. A smile came to his thick lips and his powerful fingers squeezed against her, making the tiny woman yelp in pain.

“Time for your first morning with Daddy,” his voice rolled through the world like soft thunder. The bed frame creaked and then the thumps of Austin's feet hitting the floor echoed out. Evan watched his muscular back rise into the heavens as the giant stood and then the little man flinched back when the giant turned, exposing the tent rising from his gray sweatpants.

Sam whimpered as she was lowered down toward the giant's crotch, her little body going limp from fear.

The giant didn't seem to care though, he just chuckled and rubbed her slack form against his crotch. “Mhm,” he hummed happily as he crossed toward the bathroom, “I love a toy that knows their place.”

Kelsey's immense body shifted and Evan let out a yelp as her fingers came up to settle around his face, blocking his view. Then everything pitched to his left and all he could hear was Sam pleading for mercy before the bathroom door shut.

He watched the giantess reach out for the empty space her boyfriend had just vacated. A soft cooing noise escaped her lips but then her body went still and her breathing returned to normal once more.

The shower roared and Evan sat there, knowing full well that Sam was once more being subjected to Austin's immense manhood. Based on his experience, she would at least be quickly free of his cum in the shower. The giant always rubbed him down beneath the rushing hot water before depositing him on the shower's floor or covering him in soap and using him as a loofah.

Evan shuddered as he thought about becoming tangled in the younger man's arm pit hairs or being rubbed between his muscular buttcheeks. No amount of running water or frothy lather could make him feel clean after Austin used him like a washcloth.

Laying there, cradled against Kelsey's soft stomach, he wished he had been able to warn Sam about what could happen in the mornings. He lay there, trying to compile a list of all the humiliations and indignities he had suffered since being shrunk but within a few minutes all he could do was tremble at the realization of how much he had already endured.

The only thing that he knew for certain was that it would be worse if she continued to fight them. Austin might find it amusing if she was lucky but Kelsey would not allow such insolence in her house.

If Sam wanted to survive, he reasoned, she would have to stop provoking the giantess.

Evan was ready to explain that to her when the shower turned off. When the door opened and he heard Austin's powerful feet stomping about, the little man took a deep breath and nodded his head, ready for the difficult conversation.

But Sam wasn't dropped down next to him.

He heard Austin get dressed and stroll out of the room but from where he was held against Kelsey, Evan couldn't see anything. With a sigh, he shut his eyes and realized that Austin had probably left her in the bathroom, which meant she would either find her way back to the bed or he would be able to talk to her once Kelsey finally woke up.

The world was much brighter than he expected when he came out of his not-quite-sleeping state.

Kelsey's palm pressed tight against him while the world spun about and he listened to her clear her throat and smack her lips as she strolled into the bathroom. Sam's voice didn't echo from the tub or shower stall though and when she dropped him before the drain so he could relieve himself, Evan realized that his ex-wife was nowhere in sight.

The blue haired giantess didn't seem to notice or mind though, simply going about her morning routine as if nothing was out of place. Evan found himself trembling slightly when the tile floor shook and her bare feet smacked down around him.

Unlike her boyfriend, Kelsey didn't touch Evan while she was in the shower. He just had to stand there, cleaning himself in the runoff and avoiding her immense feet as they pivoted about. Dodging the huge peds, Evan wondered where Sam had gone and he began to fear that Austin had actually taken her with him.

When Kelsey finished showering and walked off, he let the thought wash over him while he dripped dry. He reasoned it would be too reckless for Austin to actually take Sam with him to work but then again, the giant pair had once lived in their van. It wasn't crazy to think that they would have places to keep people they had shrunk carefully locked up inside of it.

He danced nervously in place as he imagined Sam trapped in some cage tucked in front of the passenger seat, the vast van getting hotter and hotter as the sun rose to its zenith.

Then Kelsey's thunderous footfalls pulled him out of his waking nightmare and he blinked when he saw her dingy Nikes smack down outside the shower stall. His neck craned back and his eyes went up the loose black joggers she wore to a top that was little more than a sports bra. A lit joint sat between her glossy lips and the smoke curling off of it seemed to swirl around the brim of her red ball cap.

She said nothing as she scooped him up and carried him downstairs, only to set him down onto the living room's cold stone floors. The giantess jerked her head toward where her crocs and Austin's slides had landed when the pair kicked them off the night before.

Kelsey didn't need to offer any other command before walking into her office and then coming back out almost immediately with a small purse slung over her shoulder. The front door swung open and then shut with a thunderous crash.

Standing on the edge of the rug, Evan realized that he must have been alone in the house. A sign of just how much the gigantic pair trusted that he wouldn't try to escape or get help. They had allowed him free reign of the house for some time but he felt strange about it now that the pair had shrunk down Sam.

He felt that something in him should have changed at the sight of seeing his ex-wife be battered about by Kelsey's feet. Yet, his legs carried him across the fluffy rug and he gripped the rubber heel strap of the neon green croc before dragging it toward the door.

The gigantic couple didn't seem to care much about the shoes they wore around the house but Evan knew that that didn't mean they could look scuffed up and dirty. He brushed away the dust and dirt that had collected on them but he didn't fully debase himself by licking and polishing them the same way that he did with the rest of their shoes. As he was arranging the immense slides so that Austin could slide his immense feet into them without a second thought, he was struck by a distant noise.

“Evan!”

He blinked when he heard his own name and it took him an extra few seconds to process that it was Sam. Calling her name in response, he jogged off toward her voice, which echoed out from the kitchen.

A metallic rattle followed it up before she shouted, “Get me out of here!”

He slowed as he neared the gigantic cage that sat on the wall behind the kitchen table, its padlock shining out of reach high above their heads. Coming up to where Sam stood at the door with her hands wrapped around the bars, he shook his head with a frown, “It's locked.”

“I know it's fucking locked,” she growled, shaking the door once again, “Find something to pick it with...”

Evan shook his head, his brow furrowed, “They... they wouldn't like that.”

Sam shut her eyes and took a deep frustrated breath, “I don't care what they would like, Evan. That fucking giant asshole used me like a sex toy and a wash cloth this morning. I did not need to know what his unwashed armpit smelled like.”

“There's nothing to pick it with anyway, Sam...”

“There has to be something!” She rattled the door again, her eyes flashing with anger, “Find it!”

“There isn't!” He threw his arms up in frustration, “Even if I had left a paper clip laying around or if one of your old bobby pins had been hidden behind something, they would have already found it and tossed it out by now! In case you forgot, they've been here for weeks, making sure that I can't get out of here.”

“Oh I'm sure you tried real hard to escape,” she muttered with a roll of her eyes.

“Why do you think I like this?”

“Because I've seen the way you look at them!” Sam bashed her fist against a cage bar, “Because I watched your eyes wander over pretty young things like her all the time when we were married!”

“Oh my God, I never-”

“I didn't care! You didn't want to date twenty-something girls, I knew that, but don't try to tell me that you didn't look. That you never thought about them when we...” She shook her head and let out a shaky breath.

They stood there, both of their faces flushed, unable to look at each other.

“There really isn't anything to pick the lock with,” Evan said quietly.

She slumped down and sighed, “I know...”

“You really do just need to accept that this happened. It's hard,” he took a deep shuddering breath of his own, “I tried, you know? I figured, they're two dumb kids drunk on the fact that they found some magic potion that can shrink people or whatever but they're not dumb. They're frighteningly smart. They've thought it through and they've done this kind of thing before...”

“They've done this before?”

Evan didn't meet her terrified eyes but he nodded his head.

“Jesus Christ...” Another long moment passed before she asked, “Wait, then what happened to...”

Evan simply shook his head.

“So they're...”

“Yeah...”

“Fuck.”

“That's why you need to...” he fidgeted uncomfortably, “You need to at least play along.”

“How much worse is it going to get?” Her voice was quiet, almost hollow.

“Well...”

The front door opened and shut, cutting off their conversation.

Kelsey's happy humming filled the house as her footfalls grew louder and then tremors began to radiate through the floor. When she entered the kitchen, Evan noticed that she had put on a cropped cream colored hoodie. In one hand was a shopping bag and in the other was a large cup with the Orange Julius logo on it.

But as she grew closer, the little man's eyes were drawn to the pristine white Nikes on her feet. The new pair of sneakers that looked like an even plainer Air Force 1 with a low profile smacked down in front of the cage. They squeaked against the stone floor as she pivoted to face the tiny pair while tossing the shopping bag onto the kitchen table.

“Welp,” she boomed before the toe of her new sneaker smacked against the cage, making Sam scramble away from the rattling bars, “Looks like one of you is smart enough to make your money almost impossible to get.”

Evan looked at Sam and then back at Kelsey, his body shivering slightly as the giant girl took a long sip of her drink.

Smacking her lips, her gray eyes went from Evan to Sam and then back again, “If she had someone who could manage your money and make sure that no one could move it around without at least verbal communication, why didn't you?”

The little man could feel the heat rise in his cheeks while Sam gasped, “You never called Michael?!”

Kelsey giggled up above, “Oh man, so she did tell you about it? So what happened, little guy? Did your little bitch brain just not understand?”

Evan started to shake as he felt both Kelsey and Sam watching him; the giant girl with a grin while the shrunken woman's face was filled with disappointment.

“Oh well, it doesn't matter,” Kelsey waved her hand dismissively, “People will probably wonder what you got your ex-wife into. She wired almost everything she had in her checking account to you and bought a ticket to the same place you did. Shame that's the last anyone will ever be able to figure out about her...”

“Wh-what?” Sam stammered, looking from Evan up to the giantess, “What're you talking about?”

Another slurp echoed above, followed by the loud crunching of ice, “Hm? Oh, as far as anyone looking at Evan's bank statements can figure out, he transferred everything into some off shore accounts and then left the country. Now you've gone running after him, a little weird, but who knows, maybe you two made up...”

“Th-that...” Sam shook her head, “No one will actually believe that...”

Kelsey smirked and twisted her foot about while striking a bimbo like pose. “How would I know what happened to him,” she thundered in the same 'dumb' voice she had used to talk to Sam, “We're just renting and my boyfriend handled all the paperwork...”

Sam sputtered in disbelief while Evan simply stood there, shame filling his little body.

The giantess just laughed above them before she lifted her foot and tapped the cage once again, “Don't worry though, I took that cash and went on a nice little shopping trip. I finally replaced those old Air Maxes I had...”

Her foot twisted about, as if she was showing off the sneakers to the little woman in the cage.

“Oh, wait...” Kelsey let out an annoyed huff as her left foot clapped back down with a quake, “Someone must've scuffed these when I was getting my orange julius...”

Evan felt his body moving forward on its own, only to instantly halt when Kelsey held out her empty hand.

He watched that hand then go into the pocket of her joggers to fish out the key to the cage's padlock. She set her drink down on the roof of the cage, sending small droplets of condensation falling onto Sam far below, then opened it up. Picking her drink back up and taking another loud slurp, she tapped her foot against the floor, “Don't you want to clean these up, little girl? You did sort of buy them for me...”

Sam stared from the sneakers to the giant girl's face with wide eyes. Then she looked toward Evan and he watched her body shudder when he slowly nodded. With slumped shoulders, Sam rose to her feet and stumbled out of the cage.

She walked up to the sneakers, then settled down on her knees in front of the barely noticeable scuff that marred the left side where the toe box connected to the upper and side wall of the shoe. Sam then craned her neck back, staring up Kelsey's impossibly tall frame to see the haughty smirk that was quickly blocked by the sweating orange julius cup.

Realizing that there would be no further command or assistance, Sam lifted her shaking hands to the scuff.

Kelsey's thunderous tutting made the shrunken woman freeze.

“Don't rub the dirt in,” the girl boomed, “Get it off.”

Sam whimpered and her voice cracked, “H-how am I...”

Kelsey snorted, as if the answer was obvious, “With your tongue.”

“O-of course, Miss...” Sam's voice shook as she lowered her face to the sneaker and started to lick at the faint dirty spot on the otherwise pristine white leather.

As Kelsey took another long sip of her drink, her gray eyes glanced over at Evan, “I set my bowl down on the office floor for you, Bitch. Clean out the resin and pack it with some of that indica I bought last week...”

Evan nodded his head, “Yes, Kelsey...”

His body carried him several steps before he glanced back to see his ex-wife holding back tears as she licked again and again at the giantess's sneaker, the scuff long gone.