Natalie stopped in her tracks and turned abruptly on her heal. She stormed off in the opposite direction with her head lowered in a futile attempt to escape without detection.

    “Natalie!” Came a voice behind her.

    God damn it.

    “Come on, Natalie, will you just talk to me?” the ass hole yelled, shouldering his way through the crowded high school hallway as he rushed after her.

    “No,” she responded.

    He grabbed her arm and swung her around to look at him. A few other kids had stopped to watch the scene. One girl whispered something into another girl’s ear and the two of them giggled behind their hands.

    “Let go of me,” she muttered, color rushing into her cheeks.

    “Not until you just listen to what I have to say,” he said loudly. More people were turning to look at them, now. Natalie had always hated confrontation, and particularly loathed public scenes like this, and the ass hole knew it.

    “I have nothing to say to you,” she said, attempting to jerk her arm out of his grip.

    “That’s bull shit,” he said. “You can’t just ignore me and pretend nothing ever happened between us.”

    By this time, nearly everyone in the hallway had stopped what they were doing to gape at their dispute. Natalie would have been happy to turn invisible right there on the spot, but fate was not so merciful.

    “Fine,” she growled, refusing to look him in the face. “But can we please go somewhere private.”

    “Fine,” he growled back, and dragged her off down the hall. The crowd parted down the middle for the two, and they were followed by a crescendo of murmurs. He pulled her down a more secluded hallway just as the bell rang. He shoved her up against a locker, placing his muscular arms on either side of her to block any attempt at escape. Natalie crossed her arms and stared stubbornly at her shoes.

    “What do you want, Trevor?” she said.

    “His name,” Trev said, his voice full of rage.

    “No,” Natalie said, firmly.

    “Yes,” he said. “Give me his name and I promise to leave you alone.”

    “No,” she repeated. “Why do you even care?”

    “I have a right to know.”

    “What right do you have? You’re not my boyfriend, anymore. It’s none of your god damn business who I see-”

    Trev slammed his fist against the locker. Natalie jumped and glared up into his face. She would have like so much to just slip away and never have to talk to this ass hole, again.

    “Does Brittany know you’re having this conversation with me, right now?” she asked.

    Trev did not respond. His green eyes glared down into her brown ones.

    “What would she have to say about this Trevor?”

    “Just give me his name.”

    “One of us should really tell her about this, it’s only fair to keep her in the loop.”

    “You wouldn’t fucking dare.”

    “God. You're so fucking afraid of her. It’s pathetic, Trevor.”

    “Shut up!”

    Natalie wanted so badly just to disappear, she would give anything just to turn invisible and escape this conversation. Anything. And suddenly an exteme pain engulfed her entire body in one agonizing instant. Her organs twisted and writhed, her bones contracted inwards. Her skin constricted, she was imploding. The suffering was too much and everything went black.

    “NATALIE.”

    She lay there for a moment with her eyes closed. Her head was still swimming and every muscle in her body felt as though it had been put through a meat grinder.

    “NATALIE, HOLY FUCKING SHIT.” She held her hands over her ears. Who was yelling so loudly? She opened her eyes, but everything appeared blurry and distorted. Something colossal loomed above her, but she couldn’t make out what it was. It looked sort of like-

    Natalie squeezed her eyes shut and screamed, covering her face with her arms.

    “SHHH...” A monstrous flesh colored thing came down from the sky and smothered her cries in an instant. It was his hand. She tried to wiggle away but it covered her entire body, easily. He held her firmly against the tile floor of the high school hallway for a couple of seconds until she stopped struggling.

    “I’m going to lift my hand away,” he said quietly, although to Natalie his voice still boomed menacingly. “Don’t scream.”

    The hand lifted away, revealing the gargantuan face of her ex boyfriend, once more.

    “T-trevor, what the fuck!” she exclaimed. “Y-y-you’re huge!”

    “Ugh... no, Natalie,” Trev said nervously. “You’re just... really really small.” He moved a little from her line of vision and pointed out toward the rest of the hallway. Natalie gasped. Everything had grown to immense proportions. The lockers stretched on in either direction for an eternity, each one towered up like skyscrapers to the ceiling as  far away as the sky.

    “Oh my god!” Natalie squealed. “Help me, please help me!”

    “Ok, ok, just calm down,” Trev said frantically. His massive hand descended towards her once more.

    “Wh-what are you doing?” she cried, jumping up and backing away from his hand.

    “What, you want me to leave you here in the hallway?” Trev asked nervously, as if he honestly wasn’t sure.

    “No! No, I just... I don’t know. Just please, don’t let anybody see me like this,” she begged.

    “Ok,” he said. “I won’t. What uh... what should I do?”

    “I don’t know!” she whimpered, helplessly. “Take me to a doctor?”

    “Right, ok,” he said. He scratched his head. "But, uh, you're going to have to let me carry you."

     Natalie shook her head frantically. "No, no, no, are you crazy? Absolutely not."

     Trev looked down at her anxiously. "Come on, Nat. I mean, what else can we do?"

     Natalie tried to think of any other alternative but nothing came to her. She took a deep breath and nodded.

     Trev lowered his hand and tenderly wrapped his fingers around her. She sat back in the palm of his hand as he lifted her, high, off the ground. He held her at chest level and looked around. 

     "Oh fuck," he said. "I didn’t drive today... My car's still in the shop.”

    “Who drove you?” Natalie asked, full of dread.

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    Trev lowered Natalie down into his shirt pocket so that no one would be able to see her. Through the fabric of the shirt the world beyond was all shadows. Natalie wrapped her arms around her legs and curled up against Trev’s chest. He would keep her safe, she knew. He had hurt her in many ways that noone else ever had but he would never let anything bad happen to her. After about five steps Natalie’s stomach turned upside down and she buried her head into her arms.

    Trev informed her that Brittany's class wouldn’t be out for another half hour.

    “Do you want me to go in there?” Trev whispered.

    “No,” Natalie called back from his pocket. “Just wait, she’ll come out, and then we can go.”

    Trev sat down against a locker. As they waited Natalie cried softly and Trev tried hopelessly to comfort her.

    “It’s not so bad,” he murmured. “I’m, uh, sure they’ll be able to fix ya up in no time.”

    “Shut up, Trevor.”

    “What’s his name?”

    “Shut up, Trevor.”

    After what felt like an eternity, the bell rang out and Trev jumped to his feet. Natalie leaned as far into his chest as she could as shadow after shadow passed by. Voices boomed above her, so loud she had to cover her ears. And then-

    “TREVY!!!”

    Something large and soft pressed against her, pinning her up against Trev’s chest and squeezing the breath out of her. Trev broke them apart quickly.

    “Hey baby. Can we talk?”

    “I don’t want to talk,” she whispered in his ear, quiet enough for only Trev and Natalie to hear. “I want you to do that thing you did to me last weekend.”

    Natalie rolled her eyes.

    “Later,” he whispered back. “Come here, I need to talk to you.”

    They walked for a couple of minutes, paused, and a door opened. A light clicked on and the door closed behind them. Brittany giggled.

    Brittany’s breast pressed against her once again, and high above her came the sounds of her kissing Trev. This time the embrace lasted a minute or so before Natalie grew impatient and kicked her leg against his chest. Trev remembered the tiny girl in his pocket and broke away.

    “Baby, I have to show you something.” Natalie held her breath. She was under the impression that Trev would ask her for a ride without offering any further details. Brittany was the absolute last person in the world that she wanted to see in this condition.

    Brittany giggled again. “Ok.”

    Trev hesitated for just a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the tiny girl.

    Natalie looked up to see Brittany's big blue eyes staring down at her with curiosity. The two girls held eye contact for a couple of seconds before Brittany grinned.

    “Trevy,” she whispered.

    “Yeah,” he said back. “I don’t know how it happened. One second she was fine, and then she was just...” He conveniently left out the part about their discussion before she shrunk.    “She wants us to take her to a doctor.”

    “Let me hold her,” Brittany whispered. Trev paused for a second, looking down at Natalie, who shook her head pleadingly.

    “Uh, ok,” Trev said, reaching over to Brittany’s outstretched hand and passing her off.

    Brittany looked her over hungrily. “Does anybody else know about this?”

    “Um, no, just us, I guess.”

    Brittany’s eyes brightened. “Trevy, don’t you know what this means?”

    Natalie looked up at Trev, but he was looking over her head at Brittany.

    “Um, no?” he said, uncertainly.

    “Nobody knows but us, Trev,” she said excitedly. “We can just take her home with us, and nobody would ever know what had happened.”

    Trev still looked unsure, but Brittany seemed to make the decision for them. She lowered the hand holding the tiny girl. Natalie looked down in time to see the larger girl’s free hand pulling thr pocket of her jeans open before she plummeted down into the darkness. Her trunk like fingers released the flap to the pocket, and Natalie found herself welded to the girl’s upper thigh within the confide’s of her jeggings.

    “See?” Brittany’s voice boomed high above her. “I’m feeling a little under the weather. What do you say we take the rest of the day off and go back to my place?” And with that her gargantuan leg propelled forward as Brittany walked back out into the hallway.