With me in hand, Casey tiptoed down the hallway to Mandy’s room and opened the door as quietly as possible.
“Case, what’s the point in creeping into the room?” I asked. “The plan is to wake her anyway.”
“Not yet.” She replied. “Now shhh.”
Not yet? What the hell did she mean by that?
Casey walked to the foot of the bed and took in the view of her mother. She was lying fast asleep on top of the covers in only a black bra and panties. She obviously was not expecting company. Casey carefully placed me on the bed, in front of Mandy’s feet, and smiled.

“Case, what the hell are you doing? Wake her up!” I said.
“You’re the one who wanted to tell mom about this, you tell her!” She whispered. “I’m going back to sleep.” 
“WHAT!?” I exclaimed. “What if she crushes me in her sleep?”
“Doesn’t matter.” She responded. “You’re invincible remember?”
“Immortal.” I replied with clenched teeth.
“Okay chill.” She said. “Why do you get so anal when I mix them up anyway?”
“Invincible implies that I don’t feel pain.” I said. “Which is bullshit.”
“Whatever.” She said while looking at her nails. “I’m going to bed. Have fun!”
Casey practically skipped out of the room. I turned around to face the titan that was my stepmother.
“Oh boy.” I said.

After a few minutes of gazing in awe at the sight of this woman I decided it would probably be wise to walk towards her face. She was lying on her left side, so I decided to head to the side the front of her body was facing, so I could be face to face with her. I looked at the digital clock on her bedside table. 7:02. Mandy’s alarm was set to go off at 9:30 so that gave me plenty of time to get to her face. As I began my journey, I failed to realise that her legs were bent, so it came as quite a surprise when she stretched. Her toes slammed into my body with the force of a tsunami and I was knocked unconscious.

When I finally came to, I was wedged between her big and second toe. I tried to wriggle my way out but it was no use, I was stuck. The smell there was unpleasant to say the least. I could see Mandy’s face in the distance. She was sleeping peacefully. If only she knew what was going on at her feet at that very moment. Eventually, she clenched her toes tightly, killing me instantly. When my body had reformed, I was still stuck between her toes, only this time, I felt even stronger. I had to figure out what this whole getting stronger after I died thing was all about, but not right now. I decided to use my new strength to my advantage. I held onto Mandy’s toes, and tried to pull my body out. After 5 tries I was finally out. I looked at the clock, 9:12. In over two hours I had only managed to clear her feet. Saying that I hated Casey at this point would be an understatement.

I didn’t have the luxury to walk anymore, I had to run like my life depended on it (which it probably did). I only had 18 minutes to make it to Mandy’s face and wake her. I couldn’t let anything stop me at this point. By the time the clock had reached 9:22 I had reached Mandy’s chest. I had been sprinting for ten minutes straight. I had to stop and catch my breath or I might have died of exhaustion (not that it would have mattered). I stopped in front of Mandy’s breast and leaned against it, breathing heavily. Her body must have reacted to my touch because at that point, Mandy rolled over to her front, crushing me under her breast. Her breasts were soft so they didn’t kill me, but the weight now on my body was excruciatingly painful. I also had no air supply. It wasn’t long before I passed out

When I woke up, I could still feel Mandy’s flesh on me, but now I could also feel some kind of rough surface and something poking my back. I opened my eyes. The rough surface was a kind of black fabric. I then realised exactly where I was. I was inside Mandy’s bra. The strange thing poking my back must have been her nipple. I had to get out of her bra and get her attention. I braced myself for the climb out of Mandy’s bra, but then heard her alarm go off, it was too late.

I could feel Mandy start to fidget and grunt. She then sat up, and I rolled under her breast. I was amazed at how heavy her breasts were, I was being crushed. I also happened to end up in the especially sweaty part of her breast. It wasn’t long before I was completely soaked. I was no longer sure what was my sweat and what was hers.
“At least that takes care of my morning shower.” I giggled to myself.
I could then feel Mandy poke at my body through her bra. She was obviously wondering what the strange speck was that was inside her bra. I guess her curiosity got the better on her eventually because she started to undo her bra. Once she finally got the bra off I got my first set of fresh air in God knows how long. Although I was too tiny for Mandy to recognise me, I knew she wouldn’t kill me. Mandy was an ecologist and loved anything living. If anything she would probably try to help me. When she finally spotted my drenched, out of breath body on her bra her facial expression changed to confusion.
“That doesn’t look like any bug that I’ve ever seen.” She said
She then pinched my body between her finger and thumb and dumped her bra on the bed.
“Don’t worry fella.” She said smiling. “I’m not gonna hurt you, I just wanna look at you.”
Mandy then walked up to her drawer and pulled out a magnifying glass.
“Now.” She said. “Let’s take a look at you. God I hope I didn’t hurt you too bad there.”
She held the magnifying glass over me and took a look through. I was still panting and wheezing at this point and my vision was blurred. All I could see was a gigantic eye staring straight at me. When Mandy finally realised who was in her hand, her eyes widened, which led to a scream. Mandy unintentionally flung me from her hand, sending me flying across her room. When I finally landed on the floor, my neck snapped from the impact. 

After waking up and getting the feeling that my neck was stronger I could see Mandy frantically searching the floor for my body.
“Christ.” I said rubbing my neck. “I’ve already died four times today and it’s not even ten.”
I then remembered that when I was in Casey’s hand, she could hear me just fine even though I was only half an inch. Maybe if I screamed loud enough, Mandy would hear me.
I ran up to Mandy’s feet and started to scream her name as loud as I could. She instantly looked up. I could hear her sigh with relief that I was still alive.
“Rob?” She said. “Where are you?”
“By your feet.”  I yelled. “Just be careful not to crush me.”
Mandy turned around and with enough squinting, finally managed to spot me. She picked up my sweaty, panting body as carefully as she could. She was covering her mouth with her other hand and tears were rolling down her cheeks. 
“What happened?” She said, sobbing.
“I’m guessing that the liquid that spilled on me yesterday shrunk me” I replied.
“How did you get in my bra?” She asked.
I was about to tell her the whole story, but then remembered what Casey said to me.
“Never tell anyone what I just did or I WILL make your life a living hell.”
In the end, I modified the story slightly, telling her that when Casey came into my room, I climbed onto her slipper to get a ride to Mandy’s room. I also said that I climbed her duvet to reach the foot of her bed. From there I just told the rest of the story how it really happened. How I had died when she clenched her toes, got stuck under her breast and everything else.

“So, I killed you?” She asked.
“Y-Yeah.” I said, looking down at my feet.
She continued to cry. I felt terrible. It wasn’t her fault that she killed me, I was careless, she didn’t know what she was doing. I wanted to make her feel better but couldn’t figure out how.
“Did it hurt?” She asked.
In truth it hurt like hell, but I didn’t want to make her feel any worse than she already did.
“No.” I said, rubbing her finger. “It all happened too fast to hurt.” 
That made her feel slightly better, but she was still sobbing. She sat on her bed and started to stroke my body with her finger.
“Don’t worry sweetie.” She said. “I won’t let anything happen to you now. You’re safe.”
“Thanks Mandy.” I said.
“Call me mom.” She said.
“Thanks mom.” I said giggling slightly.
Mandy also giggled. She was finally starting to feel better about what had happened. 
“We should probably take you to a doctor.” She said, still stroking me.
“Nah, what are they gonna do?” I asked.
“Restore you, dummy.” She said.
“Nah, I take biology.” I said. “To restore me, they’ll most likely need to analyse a blood sample and I don’t know about you, but I don’t feel like being poked with a needle that has a tip almost as big as myself.”
“Fair enough.” She said. “But I have my own equipment that I use to deal with insects, I’m sure I can use one of those to get a blood sample from you to take to the doctors.
“Fine.” I said.

Mandy placed me on her bed as she went to grab her tools. She eventually came back with a syringe so small I was surprised that she was able to handle it with such ease. She attached a needle to the tip and then put on her magnifying goggles.
“Hold still.” She said.
I closed my eyes waiting for the pain to come, but it never did. What was going on? 
“That’s odd.” She said.
“What?” I asked.
“I can’t penetrate your skin.” She said.
“Fucking hell, I’m a freak.” I said.
I then realised what might be going on. I told Mandy about how each time a part of my body was broken, it would become stronger when it was restored. My skin was probably too strong to penetrate at that point.After a few more tries, Mandy eventually gave up on trying to take a blood sample from me. She put away her tools then grabbed her phone and some clothes, and left the room. She came back a few minutes later, fully clothed.
“I’ve taken the day off work.” She said. “I can’t leave you in the house alone in your state.”
“Thanks mom.” I said blushing.
“Now.” She said. “Breakfast?”