Evan didn't even manage to close his eyes as he lay atop Brooke's chest, listening to her and her boyfriend fall into a shallow but still restful sleep.

He simply kept thinking about how many lives had been ruined by the enormous quartet that had taken over his house. Brooke had talked about stomping entire homeless encampments beneath her foot, and neither Kelsey or Austin were shy about the people they had killed during their travels across the country. Even Dan, who had said the least about the people he had shrunk, had been prepared to kill him with a single all powerful squeeze if his girlfriend had found it amusing.

The string of disappearances that Kelsey had left in her wake had apparently caught up with her but not because of him and Sam.

The mention of a podcast rattled around in his brain while Brooke's chest heaved up and down. There were so many true crime podcasts out in the world that he couldn't remember any except the ones that had kickstarted the genre but he swore he remembered a coworker mentioning something about a disappearance in Yellowstone. The idea that Kelsey, who seemed to listen to true crime podcasts religiously, wouldn't recognize one telling the story of her own victim struck him as strange.

Until he found himself wondering if she enjoyed listening to someone muse about what had happened to a man who had ended up nothing more than a stain on her boyfriend's enormous cock. How many nights had he spent held against her chest while a narrator compared the possibility of a serial killer prowling Yellowstone to the reintroduction of wolves into the national park, completely unaware the killer they were chasing was a twenty-something couple that could shrink people.

His little body suddenly felt like a coiled spring ready to explode when the familiar chime of an Android phone's built-in alarm made the giantess beneath him suddenly stir. A low rumble echoed through the room as Dan roused from his slumber and immediately began to sit up. Evan bit his lip to keep from shouting when the world suddenly spun about and far below he heard cotton socks slip across the corkboard insole of Brooke's Birkenstock clogs.

The giant's shadowy form lumbered through the room to stoop low where their bags sat at the foot of the bed. “You're sure, right?” Dan whispered one last time.

Evan's body bobbed up and down, still held tight against Brooke's chest while she crossed the room to the door, “Yes. I don't want any of this shit coming back on us...”

The door creaked open and then Evan watched the familiar hallway of his house's second floor pass by. Even in the darkness, the little man recognized every inch of the relatively short corridor until the pair reached the master bedroom.

Brooke stepped back to let Dan pass and Evan's eyes were drawn to the almost glowing bottle of golden liquid held in the giant's hand. His free hand rested on the door knob while his huge chest rose and fell from a deep steadying breath.

Then with an almighty crash, he flung the door open and thrust the squeeze bottle forward, spraying the room inside with the liquid. Cries of panic erupted from inside and Evan distinctly heard Kelsey's cry of 'what the fuck' become higher and higher pitched as the chemicals immediately set to work.

The giant took a step back and Evan felt his little body rise and fall from Brooke letting out a sigh. “It had to be done,” she repeated quietly, while stepping forward and bending down.

Evan felt his feet touch carpet and he instantly stumbled, terrified to cross the threshold into a bedroom that was still coated in the glistening serum. Yet Brooke stepped right over him and strode inside, “You used the new refined version right?”

“Yes,” Dan boomed overhead, though he lingered in the hallway.

Light suddenly blazed on as Brooke flicked the switch and Evan found himself staring across the vast expanse of the master bedroom. The only difference was that the once immense bed that had filled the room now looked more like an oversized toy at its center.

Two figures stirred atop it and Evan watched as Kelsey and Austin stumbled out onto their feet almost immediately, neither of them lost to unconsciousness like he and Sam had been when they were initially shrunk. Staring at their shrunken forms, Evan realized that they must have had sex despite having company just down the hall since neither of them were wearing any clothes.

“What the fuck, Brooke?!” Kelsey screeched, her voice while still smoky was decidedly high pitched in Evan's ears.

At this distance, he could tell that she wasn't much shorter than him, perhaps an inch at most, which meant that he was hearing what she must sound like to normal people. The idea that the rich deep voice he had come to associate with the girl wasn't what other people heard made his whole body sway in shock.

Then Brooke's enormous foot smashed down in front of him and he watched the shrunken pair stumble about, their eyes suddenly wide as the giantess loomed over them with her arms folded across her chest. “Really?” Her voice was like ice as she spoke, “You dare to question me, after all I've done for you?”

“Why the hell did you shrink us?” Kelsey screamed, stamping her foot on the floor, “This isn't fucking funny, Brooke!”

Austin reached across the bed, his whole body shaking with fear as he took in the scene, “B-babe...”

She simply swatted his arm away and stepped forward, “Go get the green stuff now, Brooke! Whatever you want to talk to me about, you can talk to me about at our normal sizes!”

The suede toe of the giantess's Birkenstock slammed into Kelsey and knocked her hard to the floor. Her little body squirmed about in an utter panic, pulling her legs back from the menacing slip-on while her jaw dropped and her voice became nothing more than a faint gasp.

“Why? So you can tell me more lies about how many people you and Austin have killed. How many houses you've pulled this same scam in? How many more fucking cops you've blown off by skipping town?”

“Br-brooke...” Kelsey whimpered, “Yo-you're scaring me...”

“You should be scared, Kelsey.” The brunette thundered, her feet smashing down on either side of the now shrunken girl, “There's no going back this time.”

The blue haired girl trembled between her friend's now enormous feet, her mouth opening and closing while she struggled to find some words that would turn the whole situation around. She stared up at the towering brunette with tears welling in her eyes before she rolled over onto her hands and knees to kiss the toe that had just smacked into her, “Please, Brooke. You were always the smart one. The successful one. Just tell me how to fix it and we'll do it...”

The clog slid back and Kelsey fell flat onto her face with a grunt that became a sob.

Dan's bare feet sailed over Evan's head as the giant stepped into the room, smashing carpet fibers beneath his bare soles to snatch Austin up in a single enormous hand, “C'mere, little guy.”

Austin shouted and squirmed in the giant's grasp, a constant stream of pleas coming out of his mouth as he rose. The deep world shaking rumble that Evan always associated with the giant had been replaced by a rich tenor that cracked with desperation.

“You know what the fix is, Kelsey,” Brooke thundered as she began to lift her clog.

“No, no, please!” She shouted up, her words bouncing off the vinyl sole that hung above her, “Please, we'll be your servants, Brooke! It'll be just like-”

The brunette's foot crashed down on Kelsey and Evan fell backwards in horror.

No matter how much the giants had talked about it, he had never quite believed that they were actually capable of killing anyone, let alone each other.

He watched the shadow of Brooke's sole expand around Kelsey, who was still prone on the floor as she plead with the enormous girl. Panic filled the tattooed girl and her eyes went wide as they stared up at the rapidly descending black sole of the clog. Her words became a desperate scream that turned into a gurgle when the shoe slammed down.

The floorboards rumbled beneath the carpet and Evan heard the furniture shake throughout the room from the single powerful stomp.

Brooke's foot rested comfortably on the floor, ringed by a fine coating of gore. The enormous girl let out a sigh as she shifted her weight, making all the blood and guts squelch beneath her tread.

“Did she really think I'd want her as a slave?” Brooke scoffed, her words rolling over Austin's sobbing, “As if I don't remember what it was like working with her in high school? Or how bad of a barista she was? God, why the hell did we even give her this shit in the first place? She should have been the first person I shrank.”

Evan's eyes were glued to the long strands of gummy viscera that stretched between the carpet and Brooke's clog while she twisted her foot to get a look. “Ugh, and I just bought these too,” she made a faint retching noise before she began to furiously drag her foot across the floor, scraping the remains of her former friend off of her shoe like she was a stubborn dog turd, “Figures, she always made a mess of everything...”

Austin screamed something up at the pair but the meaning was lost amid his body wracking sobs.

“Why are you still holding on to him?” Brooke asked as she marched across the room, rubbing her foot every other step to get rid of the remaining viscera. Red and brown stains of blood trailed behind her but she didn't even bother looking down, “I thought you hated that fuck.”

“Yeah,” Dan's thumb ran up and down the sobbing young man's chest, “I do but mostly because he hated me. I know he's pretty much thought I was a huge dick for years...”

“Then get it over with,” Brooke boomed, while she picked up a joint from Kelsey's bedside table and lit it, setting it back down into an ashtray before reaching for a nearby tissue box.

“I don't know, that story they told us at dinner got me thinking,” Dan began to laugh as he pulled at the waistband of his pants.

Brooke laughed and Austin screamed in terror, his whole body flailing in the giant's grip as his manhood rose like a mighty oak. Evan watched with eyes wide as the guy who had treated him like a sex toy for weeks suddenly found himself in the shadow of another man's cock.

“What's the matter, little guy?” Dan teased while lifting Austin up, “Never seen one this big before?”

The smaller man shouted and begged but that meant nothing to the immense being.

Austin was pressed against Dan's cock, which stretched half an inch taller than the shrunken man, and then the giant's grip got tighter. Dan moaned while a loud crack erupted from his crotch and Austin immediately howled with pain. The screams continued as Dan slowly stroked himself and Brooke stepped forward, the world shaking beneath her.

“Oh God, that's so hot,” the brunette moaned while her fingers hooked into the waistband of her own sweatpants, “How does it feel?”

“The squirming is amazing,” Dan said while reaching out to pull her closer, “You have to feel it.”

She leaned up to kiss him, her sweats and underwear falling to the floor as Dan guided his cock and Austin inside of her. The young man's pain filled scream was instantly muffled when he was thrust inside of Brooke. Her fingers came down to hold him steady against her lover's cock while the giant's hand reached out to stabilize her hip.

They both groaned in ecstasy as they began to cautiously thrust against each other, producing a faint scream and crunch from Austin every time.

Evan began to nervously crawl backwards, his mind spinning out of control as it attempted to process what he was seeing. The enormous pair kept fucking while droplets of blood began to fall down between them, staining the carpet as their moans became louder.

A faint cry made him suddenly pause and he turned to see something small pushing through the carpet fibers. His eyes went wide at the sight of Sam, now smaller than an inch tall rushing toward him, screaming her head off in an attempt to get his attention. With every thrust and moan of the giants, his even smaller ex stumbled and looked back at the enormous pair with utter terror.

Evan crawled as fast as he could to meet her.

As he moved deeper into the room, his gaze was drawn to a growing fire on the nightstand. The old joint had caught on the tissue box and flames were now flickering outward, tossing shadows against the walls while a thin line of smoke rose into the sky.

Sam's voice, now comically high-pitched reached his ears from the floor below, “Evan! We need to hurry! They have to have a way to grow us back in their suitcase! The green stuff, Evan! We need the green stuff!”

He nodded frantically his hand reaching out to grab her only to hesitate. He stared down at her, and his voice wavered, “Can I... can I p...”

“Good Lord, Evan!” She jumped onto his hand and latched onto his fingers, “GO!”

It took every scrap of self-control Evan had left not to throw his hand wildly at the strange sensation of her tiny hands and feet against his skin but he managed to keep his hand still as he rose to his feet. Turning away from the couple fucking in the center of the steadily burning room, Evan made his way back down the darkened hall toward the guest bedroom.

The powerful moans grew louder with his every step and both Evan and Sam whimpered with fear as Brooke began to scream 'yes' over and over again.

“We're going to make it,” he whispered, while glancing back to where light was spilling from the master bedroom, “I'll go get the fire extinguisher in the kitchen-”

“Are you an idiot?!” Sam cried up at him, “We run back there and get the shrinking serum! We shrink them and then we can deal with the fire!”

“I don't want our house to burn down!”

“I feel like the dangerous psychopaths fucking in the burning room are a little more important than the fire!” She shouted, kicking his palm with her tiny foot, “Considering they could just shrink us again!”

“YES!”

The orgasmic roar from the giantess made Evan stumble right in front of the open door to the guest bedroom. He stood there, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart when he suddenly saw a shadow fill the doorway of the master bedroom.

“Where the fuck did he go?” Brooke's words were broken up by her post-orgasm panting.

“Oh shit,” the world shook in the same moment that Dan's muttered curse reached Evan's ears.

“GO!” Sam cried from within his hand.

The giant filled the hallway but Evan simply rushed toward the suitcase at the foot of the bed. Setting Sam on the floor beside it, he began to shove at the neatly folded clothes, looking for the bottle of green liquid that would grow them back to full size. The pounding of giant feet filled Evan's ears but he pushed it out of his head as he started to climb up into the suitcase, desperate to find what he needed.

Lights blazed on and Dan's voice thundered overhead, “Stop right now or I'll make you so small a bug wouldn't even notice you.”

The little man froze.

“Get out of there, right now.”

Sam's weak high-pitched voice pleaded below him but when Evan turned his head and saw the towering Asian man looming over the world with the glowing gold bottle in his hand, he knew that the giant wasn't bluffing.

He slowly clambered out of the suitcase, casting one final glance toward it but not seeing any hint of the green reversing serum. “Oh God,” Evan muttered in sudden realization, “They didn't bring any...”

The giant brunette walked up behind her boyfriend, her gray sweatpants bearing a faint stain around the crotch, which he assumed would be the only indication that Austin had died between the enormous pair. Her green eyes settled on him and then they narrowed as she lifted her glasses up to squint at the floor beside him, “Huh, so that's what happened to the other one.”

“What?” Dan asked, his head moving just enough that he could look at his girlfriend and Evan at the same time.

“Right there by his foot. She's like half an inch, if that...” Brooke began to chuckle. She gently pushed past Dan and the world started to shake as she walked into the room.

Beside him, Evan heard Sam scream in terror and he glanced down just in time to see her thrown to the ground by Brooke's final step. The toe of her Birkenstock rose roughly to his knees but that meant they completely towered over Sam like a small building.

“Alright, little dude,” Brooke thundered while crossing her arms in front of her chest, “You have one chance here. Kill your little wife and we'll take you home with us.”

Evan's eyes widened and he glanced down at Sam, who stared up at him with her head shaking back and forth.

“Clock's ticking, little man,” Brooke leaned forward, casting them both in shadow, before she started to tap her foot. Each strike of her toe sent a gust of air and dust washing over Sam's world, making the tiny woman scream. “The smoke alarm's going to go off soon and I've got a few more incidental fires to start in here...”

He stared up at her and shouted, “Please, please don't make me do this. You can take us both.”

“What do I need someone her size for?” Brooke glanced back at her boyfriend, “Do you want someone that small?”

“Eh, I use someone that size to get between my teeth,” Dan boomed while striding forward, the whole world shaking while he wrapped an arm around his girlfriend, “You know, that little fuck I keep in the medicine cabinet?”

Brooke leaned back against the giant's chest and sighed, “I always forget about him, he's so quiet.”

“You can use her for that stuff...”

“I can use your guy if I really wanted to.”

“True.”

Sobbing reached Evan's ears and he looked down to see his ex-wife crying beside him, still being battered by Brooke's ever tapping foot. “Please!” The shrunken man shouted, “We'll be good for you!”

“Nah,” the brunette dug dirt out from beneath her fingernail and flicked it, sending small bits of gunk raining down around them, “I kind of want to see you kill your wife. I don't think I've ever made someone do that.”

His voice cracked as he shouted, “Sh-she's my ex-wife...”

Brooke arched an eyebrow while continuing to clean her nails, “Then that should make it even easier, little dude. Go on, give her a quick splat and then we can get going to our hotel...”

The giantess's foot finally stopped tapping and her boyfriend's immense bare feet sat like immense monuments on either side of the shrunken pair, effectively boxing them in around the suitcase.

Evan looked down at Sam and he tried to find all the anger that had been bubbling within him ever since she had told him she wanted a divorce. She stared up at him and the fear etched into her face immediately killed whatever petty resentments had lingered since he signed the papers.

He and Sam might have had their problems but that didn't mean he would kill her for the amusement of some stuck up twenty-three year old brat.

Sticking his chin forward and forcing as much steel into his voice as he could, Evan shouted, “No! I'm not killing her! It's sick! You two are going to change us back right now and we're going to sit and talk about this like-”

“Ok,” the simple phrase thundered across the heavens and her foot rose and fell in the blink of an eye.

She had barely moved it an inch but that was all it took to completely eclipse Sam's world.

One minute, Evan's ex-wife was staring up at him and the next he was stumbling away from a wall of chocolate suede that had suddenly appeared beside him. There wasn't even an audible crunch as the huge heel lifted up and she twisted the ball of her foot back and forth like she was stubbing out a cigarette.

“Sweetie, mind taking care of him while I get everything else ready?” She asked while pecking Dan on the cheek.

The giant smiled down at her and playfully rubbed her back and upper arm, “Sure, babe.”

The floor shook while Evan simply stared at the floor where his ex-wife had been. A faint splotch of red was all that remained of her. She wasn't even big enough to leave a compressed ball of guts clinging to the giantess's sole.

She was just a stain on the carpet.

Evan couldn't even muster a scream as his limp body was lifted up into the sky by an enormous hand. He was flipped about to stare at the grinning giant, his handsome face somehow managing to even make his smug grin look good.

“Sorry, little dude, I was rooting for you, you know,” Dan thundered as he carried Evan out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. His thumb and forefinger clamped down on Evan's left thigh while his sigh bounced across the tile, “I feel like most of the shrunken guys I have at home are, like, our age? Would've been nice to have an old dude massaging my feet at the end of the day.”

A part of Evan wanted to plead, to tell the giant that he would still go with them, but then he thought of how easily the pair had killed Sam and Kelsey and Austin. The very thought of serving such unrepentant monsters made his stomach churn in disgust. “Fu-”

Blinding pain cut Evan's defiant curse off in a single phoneme.

He was dimly aware of a sickening crack echoing out and the feeling of something pulling on his hip before his mind finally correlated all of the sensory information into a single horrifying fact: Dan had just ripped his left leg off of his body.

“No, no, no,” Evan whimpered, his head lifting up and his wavering vision suddenly coming into terrifying focus.

A bloody stump sat where the middle of his thigh used to be.

Simply looking at it was enough to make him suddenly aware of how the mere sensation of air against the inside of his leg created the worst pain he had ever imagined possible.

And then it happened again.

He howled and the whole world went painfully white.

Evan had a vague sense of something falling into water far below him while warm wet pads pressed against his biceps. His lips tried to mouth a plea but all that came out was a wordless scream of pain as the giant continued to tear him limb from limb.

The shrunken man was aware of his shoulders being pulled from their sockets but the pain didn't even register as a spike amid the constant torment he quickly found himself in. His mind couldn't even register that the limbs were actually gone and he could feel his stumps wiggling about in utter shock.

And then suddenly he was falling through the air, the wind whistling in his ears while feeling like a constant burning blade against his bloody exposed stumps.

Evan crashed into cool water while an alarm sounded from somewhere in the house, a robotic feminine voice announcing 'Fire' over and over again. Despite the fact that he could feel his face break the surface, the voice didn't grow any louder in his ears.

The sky above him was nothing more than great increasingly gray shapes but he managed to make out Dan's arm reaching across the heavens and flexing.

A great roaring noise filled the world and Evan found himself being pulled down in a rush of water before everything went black.