My Life Take 2
By
Asukafan2001
Copyright 2001. Giantess Planet. All Rights Reserved.
Name: Shelly Mcgregor
Relationship: Daughter
Age: 16
Height: 5'6"
Weight:127
School:Northen Lake High School
Character Description: Shelly has light golden brown hair with matching
brown eyes. She has long silky legs. She is A solid B cup
Name: Mark Mcgregor
Relationship:Father
Age: 39
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 204
Job: Adverstising
Character Description: Blonde hair, blue eyes, has that inbetween look
when your not buff but your above a average build.
Name: Jane Mcgregor
Relationship: Mother
Age: 41
height: 6'0"
Weight: ???
Job: Housewife/part time college student
Character Description: Brown hair, green eyes, has gotten a tad
overweight but not noticebly fat. Has recently gone back to school.
Name: Molly Mcgregor
Relationship: Daughter
Age:13
Height:5'1"
Weight:102
School: Northern Lake Junior High
Character Description: Blonde hair, green eyes, a little shy but trying
to be outgoing like her sister
"Well I guess its best to just tell you how I got into my current
situation. My eldest daughter Shelly for the past couple weeks has
started a nasty habit of coming home after curfew and talking back to
her mother. Shelly and her mother always had a good relationship unlike
her and I. We didnt have a bad relationship we just never quite clicked
like Molly and I. Which worried me becuase Jane was leaving tonight for
the next two weeks to intern at a computer graphics company for college
credit. Normally that wouldnt be a problem but I had to leave the next
day to meet with a client in New York and with the attitude and blatant
disrespect for the rules lately Jane and I were quite worried about
putting shelly in charge for two weeks but we had no other choice."
I came home and tried to think what day was it. Oh yes it was wednesday night
I think. When I had gotten home. I was late and I was upset becuase I had to
work late so I missed seeing Jane off. It was around 11pm central standard time
and looking back now I
realize I shouldnt have over reacted like I did but I was upset. Shellys
curfew on school nights is 11pm. I expected her to be home when I
got there. I am not a total bitch. I mean 5 or 6 minutes late isnt to
big of deal I know shit happens, but she came home 2 hours late. When
Shelly came home I erupted on her. I was just yelling and I
took her over my knee and spanked my 16 year old daughter. Then I sent
her to bed crying.
"I can honestly say that didnt help out my
relationship with her."
After I sent her to bed I checked on my younger daughter Molly. She has
always been a sound sleeper. Before I tell you this little story theres
something you should know. We live on the edge of the city and the tornado siren
is just about 5 feet off of our property.
When that thing goes off our windows rattle and more then one plate has
broke becasue of it. But a few years ago there was a pretty bad tornado
and obviously the siren went off. Now you would think that would be
enough to wake up someone, but that alone didnt wake her up. Then you
would have thought the tornado going on outside with trees snapping and cars
flipping over would have done it. But it took all that, a pail of water and
shelly
shaking her to wake her up. So when I checked on her after my fight with
Shelly I didnt expect her to be woken up. I only mention this becuase
later on it comes into play but Im getting ahead of myself.
After checking on my daughter I went down stairs to make myself a sandwhich.
We didnt really have anything good so I just combined a bunch of things
Peanut butter, jelly, balony, cheese, mayo, lettuce, creamy italian salad
dressing, and french salad dressing. Your probably thinking gross how
could he eat that. Well when your hungry anythings good and I wanted
something filling and that it was. After eating I went to bed.
The next morning I got up saw the girls off to school and then I gotten ready
myself. If I would have been paying attention I would have noticed
something was amiss but i was thinking about new york, the big apple. Its my
first time there and getting a break from my family will be nice. Now I love my
family but everyone likes some alone time. So like I said I saw my
daughters off and then I called a taxi so I wouldnt have to pay for
leaving my car parked for a couple weeks.
I arrived at the airport a hour early checked my bags and was drinking my
coffee when I noticed I forgot my portfolio. As I look back I start to wonder
how I couldnt
realize what was happening to me but I was blinded by excitement. But anyway I
just ran up from the coffee shop thats inside the airport and got in the first
cab
I saw. I gave him 30 bucks told him to wait for me it would just be a
moment. I ran inside and grabbed my portfolio . Sorry once again I am
getting ahead of myself. Its just I am afraid of what might happen to me
now and I want there to be some record of what happened to me. So Jane, if
she ever gets this letter of events she knows she didnt do anything
wrong. But back to the story. As the cab was driving back to my house I
kept seeing white spots and my vision would be blinded by this white light.
I figured it was just the effect of not enough sleep and being over worked so
i just shrugged it off. We were back at my house anyway so I dashed out
of the cab to get my portfolio.I ran up the stairs two and three at a time. It
seemed more taxing then it should but I thought im just excited, my hearts
racing. So i grabbed my portfolio then I got really dizzy.
It just hurt to stand up. I just felt like I didnt want to stand up anymore.
I
collapsed on floor. I thought I was going to die in my room. I had tears
coming down my face. I pictured my daughters coming home and walking by
my room and theres daddy laying there cold as ice. I fought for I dont know
how many hours to maintain consciousness. But After 2 hours I didnt have the
power to keep my eyes open and they shut.
The whole time I was just asking god to help me.I was never
a religous man but I was begging and pleading with him to help me in
anyway way he could. When I woke up next my prayers were answered but
everything was alot different.
I will spare you the boring details of me regaining my bearings but it
was well into the night till I was ready to move on. I wasn't sure where
to go or what to do. I knew I needed to get my daughters attention but
how?
By this time I was peeking my head outside my room. It was fairly
late becuase everything was dark. I thought that molly would be my
smartest choice but the problem is her room is in basement and Shelly is
just straight across from my bedroom where I am now. So I did the obvious
choice, I went with Shelly her room was closer. If I knew then what I know now I
would have just spent the extra time it would have took and went to Mollys room.
Things would have been alot better for,
I had never been shrunk before and didnt think it would be that hard to
get people to see me. My second problem was when I was at my normal size
I had only seen shellys room twice maybe three times and now at god only
knows what size I am. I am not sure how am I suppose to make this work. I just
hoped
that Shellys room was clean.
My trip to her room was rather uneventful. It was scary just walking across
the hallway at my size. I couldnt begin to fathom walking all way to Mollys room
or even down the stairs. As I made it to the edge of shellys room I was prepared
for the worst but the worst wasn't bad enough. Her room looked like the big one
hit california and just leveled the whole state to a pile rubble.
I started heading towards what I thought was her bed. Your probably thinking
how can he not know where her bed is. Well let me put it this way. How many of
you know how to get to Christian georgia. None of you because you have never had
to know where it is. Memorizing where my daughters bed was never that high of a
priority on my list.
I didn't realize that it was already time for my daughter to get up. It was
the most
amazing thing I had ever seen. That much mass just moving so agile, so easily
like it was nothing at all. I just watched as she walked right towards me. I was
telling myself how great this is. I wont have to work at all. She is coming
straight for me, but I did not think about my size. Her foot landed right in
front of me. The shockwave toppled me end
over end. Before I had even finished tumbling Shelly was gone.
I wasn't really sure what my next step should be. I just figured that I would
come in here, wave my hands she would see me and then get me to the hospital. I
never once thought about my own daughter not even seeing me.
It wasn't to long before my thoughts were interrupted. I could hear a slight
rumble. The floor was quivering. I froze stiff. After my last encounter I
realized how weak and small I really am. Shelly's foot could have came down on
me and she wouldn't have given me a second thought. Do you feel remorse when you
crush a ant or a spider? You don't give it a second thought. Its not murder or a
crime. But I knew I had to hide. I had to wait till shelly was asleep or find
another way to contact her. I did know one thing for sure that rumble was
getting closer and closer and louder and louder. It was getting harder
to stand without being jostled around. I was just about to start running for
cover when I saw that it was just Molly walking down the hallway. But I now knew
what my next course of action would be. Find a place to hide in.
In this incredible mess it shouldn't be hard at all. To my left was one of
her shoes. I took a few steps back and so I could see the whole shoe and it was
her track shoes. Great today is Thursday I can hide in there. Shelly only has
practice on Monday, Wednesday, and
Friday.
It was a lot longer walk then I had anticipated but I made it. I started
climbing up the shoe laces. I was glad I stayed in reasonable shape, because
that was a hellish climb. What once seemed like just a tiny shoe now tired me
out. I looked and thought I could easily just lower myself down. But nothings
easy at this size. Before I even got bent down so I could lower myself into her
shoe, I lost my grip and fell.
I pulled myself up to my feet and dusted myself off and celebrated my
accomplishment. My one man party soon ended when I got waft of that pungent
odor. I don't know if its because of my size or if it just really smelled that
bad, but the stench brought me to my knees. I was starting to think that maybe
this wasn't such a great spot to await nightfall in.
Then I felt the foot steps of one of my daughters. I dropped to the floor of
shoe not wanting to be forced to floor by the unrelenting power of there foot
steps. It kept
getting louder and louder then it stopped. I looked up to see my
daughter shelly stuffing some books in her bag. I saw and felt her
disappear from my vision. I thought she left for school but boy was I
wrong.
"My track clothes were already in my bag. Now where those damn
shoes?"
"Oh shit" was all I could think.
I made a slight error in my calculation of days. This
time I never saw my daughter I just felt the shoe I was in being lifted
into the air. My ears popped 3 times before the shoe I was in leveled
off. I was then felt myself drop. For any of you who have been skydiving
know what I felt. I was falling at such a high rate of speed. I looked
up but my daughters face, her posters, it was all a blur then it stopped
just as fast It all started. I notonly saw but I smelled where I was.
I was in her nasty, grimy, dirty, disease infested Track bag. Shelly had run
track sense the 4th grade and that was the year we bought this bag for her. She
called it her lucky bag. We tried mercifully to buy her a new one but she
wouldn't have it. The only way to describe this smell would be to think of the
worst possible smell you can fathom. Then take that smell and triple the odor by
a factor or 12 and you have the inside of her bag. I stood up right away,
becuase I wasn't having any part of this.
"Young Lady I told you to wash these clothes Monday. Your mother and I are not
your servants. When we tell you something to do you are expected to do it. What
we say is not open for debate. As long as you live under my roof you live by my
rules. Is that clear?"
I forgot how small I really was. It was almost like she was just laughing
at me. I knew She couldn't hear me but just after I finished yelling at her. The
gym
bag was tightly zipped up.
As she picked up the bag I halfway hoped that the shoe I was still in would
tip over. But I really didn't want to get that close to her track clothes
either. I don't know if it was the swaying orwhat it was but suddenly became
very tired. I Just drifted off to a peaceful slumber
When I awoke I was in total darkness. There was no way to tell if it was
night or day, Afternoon or morning. From the horrible smell I could tell I was
still in her track bag. Where ever her bag and I sat it wasnt with Shelly.
Breaking the silence was this electronic pinging. Then I could hear footsteps
all around. I started running for cover. They were so loud and echoed
everywhere. I wanted to just to curl up in a safe corner. I ran and ran till I
reached a wall and sat down. I curled up into a ball and after a few moments I
started to remember that I was in Shelly's bag those giant feet cant do me any
harm. But why am I so scared? I was racking my brain with this. Teenagers who
just yesterday I wouldn't have given the time of day are now giants. I never
even considered teenagers people and now they are everywhere. I am scared
shitless by the sight of them.
The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. I tried sleeping, I tried
everything but it was
boring as hell. So I will just forward to the end of the school day.
I think I finally got some sleep when I heard voices. I was hearing voices
all day but this was Shelly's voice. Her voice was like a gift from the heavens.
You have no idea how lonesome you get sitting a pitch black room all day. A
metallic creek blared through my new world. At my old height it would have been
nothing but at this miniature size It was comparable to you putting your head up
to the engines of 747 and letting the pilot power up the engines to full. Then
my stable world became a turbulent chaotic hell. I was thrown about and I think
I was actually outside her shoe for a few moments before I got thrown back
inside them. Then my ears started popping and I was falling so fast I wanted to
be sick and then it all stopped.
I ran to heel section of the shoe and looked up. Light came in from
everywhere. It was so bright it hurt my eyes. After spending all those hours in
the dark I had started become a creature of the night. And now I cant even see
its so bright. Once my eyes started to focus I decided to figure just where I am
"Hey shell you ready for the meet today?"
"Oh shit that's just what I need. I had to somehow get shrunk today."
Before I could finish bitching my daughter started to speak. She wasn't even
yelling and my ears wanted to just fall off.
"Yeah I am so ready for this meet today Dana. I have my lucky track socks and
everything. I have worn these babies for every competitions all 36 so far."
"All 36 damn I didn't think I missed that many. I better
make it up to her when I get back, if I get back to my normal size."
"My dad was hounding me to wash
them but if you wash them you wash the luck away
"Well change of plans leave the shoe. Was all that ran through my mind at the
moment."
I ran to the nearest wall and tried climbing it but I soon realized there was
no way to climb it. I trapped myself in this shoe. What makes it worse is I came
in her on purpose. Before I could even think of another way out the shoe was
already picked up. I started running for my life as I saw her foot descend upon
me.
The only way I can describe this is if any of you have visited a control
tower and you watch the planes approach and there is that time when its heading
for you. and you hope the pilot turns away. Well thats what this was. It all
happened so quickly. Before I even knew what happened I was under the foot of my
daughter.
I could immeditately tell she was not lying when she said she wore these for
all her meets. I felt like I was breathing in poison. Each step she took my back
was pressed into sole of the shoe and my face shoved into her sock. Luckily on
the way up of each step the force of gravity would push me down into the sole of
her shoe as her foot went up which created a small amount of space so I could
get air. But the downside was her big smelly foot got pressed down into me on
the downstep.
I was starting to forget about time and ever getting back to normal. I was
just concentrating on breathing, surviving this painful encounter. My body felt
dead and
limp. The sweat from her sock would pour into my mouth on my body. I was covered
in sweat. I wanted to gag but I couldn't gag and breath at the same time.
As the track meet went on I started to become one with the sock. At
first I could unglue myself with a little bit of struggle but now I just didn't
have the energy or the power. I was helpless at the feet of this teenage
goddess.
The meet dragged on and on but finally it was over. I could tell we were back
in the locker room. As Shelly removed her shoes I realized I was no longer a
prisoner of
her shoe but of her sock. I could feel the fresh clean air at my back but my
face was pressed into this 3 month old, dirty, smelly, sock. I never noticed
Shelly take off the sock but I could hear her walking away.
Finally, I broke free from the sock. I ran from the sock as fast as I could.
All I could think about was getting away from it. I was looking back making sure
I was getting farther and farther away from that horrible sock. At that time I
didn't think about getting home, or how I would get there. I just wanted to
escape that sock. My thoughts were not on my family but survival. If I would
have been watching where I was running I would have seen the handbag in front of
me. But I wasn't and I tumbled into the hand bag.
I was unsure of where I was at first but after a giant tube of lipstick
started rolling right towards me I then knew exactly where I was. I dived over
the lipstick tube and watched it roll out onto the floor. I decided to follow
the lipstick right on out of here but I couldn't move as fast as that lipstick
was moving. Unfortunately for me the girl changing adjacent to the handbag saw
the lipstick roll out. She tossed the lipstick into the bag and to
my horror lifted the purse so it was standing up and no longer on its side.
I started pounding on the walls of this purse as cursing at myself. My error
now dawned on me. In my haste to escape the sock I left my daughter.
This handbag had a bunch of tiny holes in it. To me they were just windows,
which were to small for me to get it out. I saw my daughter Shelly walk over and
pick up her stuff. I yelled, screamed and pounded for all I was worth but it was
no use. This was like torture. I could see my daughter and watch her walk around
and talking to people. However I could not get to her. I was forced to watch
from this cage. A gigantic white blue thing came into view and was obstructing
my view it was a pair of sneakers as best as I could tell at the time. I looked
up and out of the top of the bag to see a blonde haired girl, probably about
5'2" blue eyes athletic body. Not really muscular just well formed. I couldn't
look away. Without any attention to me she zipped up her bag and picked it up.
As she lifted the bag up I could see directly under her Khaki colored skirt. I
know your
thinking I am a pervert. But when something takes up half your field of vision
its hard to look away. This was incredible. I was moving so fast. This was the
first time I could see the world from my ne size and we were heading right for
my daughter. How lucky can I be. I am with one of her friends.
"Hey Shelly nice jobfinishing second. If you would have won we could have swept
the meet. If you had bigger breasts I would have said they slowed you down but
yours are so small there is no excuse. Your just a small breasted tramp."
My daughter yelled something back but all I heard was Jamie Mutrey and the
rest was a
jumble. I was in a state of shock. I knew who I was with now. The girl my
daughter hates most. She is a cocky freshman girl who is rather popular. I was
now pounding and trying to scale this handbag. But without warning Jamie and her
group walked out of the locker room.
Once I left the Girls locker room I am not really sure where we went or how
long we were out. Everything was thrown about inside her purse. I was tossed
from corner to corner and I would plow into gigantic objects. I fell unconscious
more then once that evening.
When I finally awoke I could see my gigantic capturess sitting on her bed
reading a magazine. I had a much easier time climbing the handbag this time. It
was stable, and the holes made great footholds. Before to long I was up at the
top of the purse. All I could do now was wait till she needed something from it.
Not to long went by when I saw her, Jamie I mean dash out of the room and
them quickly come back in. She unzipped the purse and tossed in some cigarettes.
I was appalled that this young girl was smoking but I took the liberty of
climbing out of the purse. As she walked away I noticed one tiny flaw in my
plan. How was going to get down. This handbag was hanging on the back of her
door. It had to be a good 30 or 40 foot drop.
An hour or so went by and I was still hanging on to the outside of this
purse. My arms were getting really sore. It was getting harder and harder to
hang on. I was contemplating just letting go when there was a knock at the door.
I was scared and surprised. So much so I forgot to continue holding on. I fell
what seemed like forever. Everything was in slow motion. I hit plush, thick baby
blue carpeting. Then fell unconscious.
When I awoke my head was pounding and my body tingled all over. I, I had felt
this feeling before. I pulled myself up to my feet and now saw the once gigantic
world. Now even bigger then it was before infact it was much bigger. I wasn't
even in the bedroom anymore. To this day I am not quite sure how I ended up in
the kitchen. My only guess was that as people walked around I was tugged through
air currents. I made boldest choice yet since this whole mishap started. I had
to get help. I decided to contact with the next person to come in. I was hoping
for a older sister, or one of the parents but I saw Jamie.
I started screaming, yelling, jumping up, down, running around but nothing
worked. She was walking straight towards me. I decided that I was going to jump
onto her. I started running but she dropped two pieces of bread. I could hear
the thunk they made when they hit the counter. The air under me was shot up and
I was thrown onto the bread. I got up and it was the strangest feeling. It was
like walking on a wet sponge but without the weight to compress it. It was
squishy yet firm. I forgot about my situation and started bouncing on the bread.
I was doing somersaults, flips, a few various other stunts. When I it all came
back to me. What was I doing. My folishness gave her time to prepare. I saw a
knife heading straight for me. It was covered in this white substance. I tried
to stop in mid air, or do something so I could start falling but at my new size
I could jump so much higher and the knife was creating a ripple through air and
I was being pulled into it. I closed my eyes as I heard a squish all around me.
I licked off the white stuff I was covered in. I was guessing butter but after
my taste test I found it was mayonaise. I hate mayo, it is the most disgusting
condiment I know of. To make matters worse I was forced to watch that piece of
bread get closer and closer and then It was spread out over the bread. I used
this to my advantage because now the mayo was only a mere film over me so I
could easily destick myself from this appalling stuff. I started running across
the mayo covered bread with all the speed I could muster.
"mmmmmm I love mayo, cant have a sandwhich without it."
Her voice, it was so sweet, but it forced me to my knees. I was covering my
ears for fear of my ear drum shattering I started to get up. I had to get off
this sandwhich before she said another word. I looked back just long enough to
see the giant knife spreading a fresh batch of mayo across the sandwhich. I
tried running but it was no use I was just to slow and I was now covered . I was
close, I could see the edge of sandwhich. My hands were touching the crust but I
just couldn't move. The weight of the mayo was pressing down on me. Then to make
matters worse more weight was added. Ham, turkey, cheese and bacon . I was now
pinned down. How my life had become so meaningless. Was I destined to die at the
hands of some freshman girl. Eaten and my body broken down in her stomach. My
molecules used and turned into energy for her to burn, turned into her hair,
skin cells, finger nails. How useless am I now.
She walked me and the sandwhich over to her room. I could see that she had a
salad too. It was like she started with that first on purpose just to torture
me. Delay my death. Give me time to think about what it would be like to have
her teeth slice through my body. Will I feel pain or will it happen so suddenly
I wont have time to feel the pain. I could hear a slushing noise. The kind of
noise you hear when you shake up a bottle pop or water. My hands started getting
all wet with something. I thought maybe she spilled some water but it was to
thick to be water. It was nice to have something to keep my mind occupied by in
my last moments. Now it was my turn. I wasn't sure where she started but it sent
shockwaves down my spine. I don't know if it was my imagination but it was
almost as if I could hear her crunching down on each bit of food. All I could do
was await my turn. I prayed that atleast this tingling feeling that has plagued
me since the accident would stop so I could be at peace in my moment before
death. Her last bite landed right in front of me. I could now see out of the
sandwhich, which made it worse. Because her next bite was going right for me. I
saw her mouth getting closer and closer then it happened. I was ready to die but
she bit down beside me. As she bit down her access mayo squirted out the side.
Me and her mayo fell. Luckily for me the Mayo softened my fall. It was halfway
pleasant. But I was still stuck in this glob of mayo.
"SHIT, I spilled on my new carpet"
I was starting to get use to the loud and overpowering tone of these giant
god like voices. Since I couldn't move I was forced to watch her finger move
closer to me and then I was shoved into her carpet. I felt my whole body just
ache at once. Compress down into the floor then I felt nothing. I felt lighter.
She didn't get me. I am still on her carpet. Finally one lucky break but this
tingling nooooooooooo, not now, not again, not smaller I tried to fight it. For
hours I tried to stay conscious hoping I could hold off getting smaller. I
didn't want to become absolutely nothing. I saw her walk in and out of her room
as hours passed and I was laying there unable to move. She went to sleep and
finally so did I. I couldn't fight any longer. My body hurt, my eyes were so
heavy. My muscles just wanted to fall apart.
"Goodbye my family, I love you"
With that said, I let my close eyes. In that moment I became at peace with
what I was. I lived a good life, and now I die. Tonight, I die a man, regardless
of my size. I still die a man. I Smiled and then no more thoughts entered my
mind.
My eyes opened, I looked around and in the distance I saw a digital clock
read 4:02. It must be morning because it's dark out. Is this what heaven is? Is
this what happens after you die? You are trapped, sealed in the place where you
last died? How pitiful to think I have to spend the rest of my life in this
room. In this house I don't know of. With this family I don't know of. Out of
all the ways to die, why like this? Did god not love me as much as the rest of
humanity? I stood up and realized everything was a little smaller. I was still
small but I wasn't dead. I was bigger? That tingling, why has it stopped? I'm no
doctor but things just don't go away magically. First what could have made me
smaller. I must have come in contact with something when I came home. Shelly?
did she do something to me? No, no, no my family wouldn't do this to me. And if
she did do it she would at least be looking for me. The only other thing is that
sandwhich. There must be something to do with that sandwhich. But I can't be
thinking about this now. I need to get to my home. I started walking across the
plush baby blue carpeting. I was towards the center of the room when I heard
Last Resort by Papa Roach start to play. I had to find a place to hide. At my
new size I was more visible then before. I could feel the ground shake from
Jamie just getting out of bed. I fell backwards and did the only thing I could
do. I ran, she was walking towards the bathroom. There were some clothes not far
from me. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I leaped into the pile. As
Ijumped in I started to fall. Rolled down hill and then the ground leveled off.
I could hear her stomping around out there but that was not really concern at
the moment. What kind of shirt is this that has a big dip in it. "Where is this
that sports bra. I could have swore it was on this chair.
"Oh SHIIT"
I started to try to run up the slope but each step she took I rolled back
down. My view then went from ceiling to flesh. I started yelling hoping maybe
she could hear me but I started to late. My words were muffled by all her skin.
I always had admired breasts until today. After 5 minutes of being bounced up
and down it made me realize how badly women have it. These things are evil. I
tried kicking and squirming hoping maybe she had sensitive breasts but either
she didn't feel it or didn't care. I started bouncing allot more rapidly. It
dawned on me what is happening. She is on the track team. She is jogging. This
is crazy what kind of woman goes running at this time of day. Before long me and
this breast who I named Big Ron weren't having any fun at all. It was better
then the shoe because I could breathe easily and I was nice and warm. But I just
didn't like being this close to Big Ron. I was hungry and thirsty too.
I know, I know your thinking why does he whine so much. Well its not easy
being like this. You try it. Then it got worse. My already smelly, sticky, and
dirty body was being once again covered in sweat. The salty sweat burned my eyes
and I couldn't help but swallow some. After what seemed like about 3 decades the
bouncing slowed then stopped. Finally one advantage came from being this close
and intimate with Big Ron. I could comfortably listen to her voice and
conversastion.
"Hello, Mitsuki what are you up too?"
"What? ME? I just got back from a nice jog."
" I'm skipping school today, because I have to work."
"I was wondering when should I come over for that slumber party?"
"Okay I will go straight from work then. Oh shit its already 6:30am. I have
to be at work at 7. Bye Girl."
Once again I was in motion hugging my new best friend Big Ron. I was glad she
was changing. As much as I enjoyed the company of Big Ron it wasn't to fun for
me. But, lucky me she didn't change her bra. Because if she did that. It would
require fate having some compassion for me.
Before to long I was at work with her which after awhile of careful listening
I found it was a Receptionist at a sorority. I never had been in one and I still
haven't seen one but I couldn't figure out the need for a receptionist, but she
was there for the next 12 hours. Me and big Ron were mighty sweaty and by the
end of the day. I had forgotten about her slumber party and was surprised when I
heard laughter of other teenage girls.
Now this is when hell breaks lose. Right at the point where I hear can I
borrow one of your bras. I was beyond words I was so happy. I said my good byes
to my friend big Ron just in time because me and the sports bra were removed. I
quickly scurried out from under this bra. I was on a big bed. The sight was
amazing. This was the first time I really had a chance to take in my size in
comparison to everyone else. I was always fearing for my life, trying not to get
stepped on. There were about 6 girls and I saw the most important one to me.
Shelly's friend Dana. I knew they had plans for tommorrow night. I was starting
formulate a plan when I was very rudely interrupted.
"EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW A bug. GROSS, squish it, squish it, get it away from me.
Kill it Mitsuki its on your bed."
Until that moment it never dawned on me that is was me that was the bug. I
was expecting to die. There was no way I could escape all of them. It was just
to open.
"Hey give me that over there Dana. We can use this little guy for our Science
project tomorrow."
In a flash I was scooped up into a jar. At first I thought this was my break.
They would
look in jar and see me but I was wrong. Mitsuki just placed me on top of her
desk and walked away.
If I had to describe Mitsuki I would say she stands at about 5'3" brown eyes,
black hair, Japanese. She was gorgeous. She made me want to be a teenager.
I listened for hours to boring teenage gossip and watched them do nails,
hair. It was horrible, but that damn Nsync was the worse. I was right next to
one of the speakers. Not much happens though. A few interesting scenes when they
change but this is my life story not a porno so I will skip ahead to late that
night. I had just about fallen asleep when my jar started to move. It was
Mitsuki. She lifted the jar up to her face. From my previous attempts I had
given up hope of anyone seeing me for what I am but to my astonishment her mouth
dropped.
"What, what are you?"
I was paralyzed with fear I didn't know what to say. All I could come up with
was
"Take me out of this jar"
I tried to use my best demanding adult voice but apparently it wasn't very
adult because she was laughing at my squeaks. This of course woke up the others.
I was pleading with her not to show me but it didn't look like she was paying
attention. She started walking right for them. I knew if they all saw me I was
done for. Each step she took towards them was like the death march. They say
when you crash at the Indy 500 it is the longest walk in all of motor sports.
This here was the longest walk of my life. There sleeping bags formed a circle
and Mitsuki placed me in the middle. All the girls stared at me puzzled. But,
they quickly drifted off to sleep along with Mitsuki figuring I wasn't going
anywhere so I could wait for morning. One of the girls whispered
"Tomorrow whatever or whoever you are. Your going to be played with and
squished by my big, smelly, grimy, un washed feet. Now sleep tight."
Early that morning Dana got up.
"What is this jar doing here."
Her voice a whisper to everyone else scared me shitless ant it was still so
loud. She picked up the jar and just stared at me for a good 15 minutes.
"Hi little guy! You are real aren't you? You look real and I can see your
chest moving up and down."
At first I was just going to play dumb but I can't really hide the fact I
need air. So in my loudest voice I started yelling.
"Dana get me out of here. I don't want to be some play thing of a foreign
exchange student!"
Dana stood up, she had a hint of amazement that I knew Mitsuki was a exchange
student and that I knew her name. She didn't say much she just walked over to
her to her backpack and dropped me in. I felt like I was falling forever and
then I landed so softly. But a very familar smell was all around me. I started
walking around in the darkness and as my vision returend I realized what that
smell was of Sweat, and feet. I was in here with Dana's track clothes and her
outfit from last night. I decided to explore a little bit. At my size everything
was so much more of a adventure. If I wasn't fearing for my life and in a
controlled setting this wouldn't be so bad. After searching through tunnels and
caves made by her clothes I uncovered a giant TV screen. I turned it on and to
my surprise it wasn't a tv at all. It was a gameboy advance. I am sure none of
you care to much about this so I will zoom ahead becuase for the rest of day I
sat in Dana's bag and played this final fantasy game. In case you were wondering
it wasn't as hard as you might think. Its turn based, so I could casually walk
from the directional pad to the attack buttons.
After being thrown about in a bag of dirty clothes and saving my game. I saw
Dana's gigantic face peer into her bag at me. A grin came across her face as she
recignized me.
"Well hello there. Guess what, your going to school with me tommorow. So
sleep tight."
With that I saw her finger descend upon my head. With the flick of her finger
I was knocked out. When I finally awoke I was on Dana's bed. Her room was a
little cleaner then Shelly's but not by much. I started to run but before I even
made it to edge I was scooped up.
"Where is my little guest going. No need to worry I have made great
accommodations for you today. Sleep tight"
"NO, NO please not again"
I was for the second time unconscious but not for nearly as long. I awoke
surrounded by a peachy smell. I turned my head as far as I could. My body was
covered in hair. I had been braided into Dana's hair. I screamed as loud as I
could but not one person heard me.
I began thinking about how my life regressed. From a successful man to a
powerless man trapped in the hair of my daughters best friend. But then I saw my
glimmer of hope. Shelly, she was right next to Dana. Dana's hair was swinging
side to side as she talked to Shelly and her other friends. After a few failed
attempts I had a strand of Shelly's hair. I held onto it with all my strength.
As Shelly started to head for next class I was pulled out of Dana's hair. I felt
like Tarzan holding onto a mighty vine, I was swinging around wildy. Thats when
my luck changed. My grip let loose and I fell on her shoulder. I could
practically reach out and touch her ear. My journey was almost over. I was going
to be saved by my daughter. As Shelly sat through what I think was history class
I was pulling my body into her ear. My beaten bruised body finally reached
safety of her ear. I decided to wait till she got to her car where it would be
quiet.
The rest of day was uneventful just boring classes and boring teenage talk.
After a long wait my moment of truth came. Shelly closed the door to her car and
I yelled
"SHELLY, SHELLY"
She was pretty shocked at first but she just started the car. I tried yelling
again but I couldn't be heard over the engine and the radio. We were off,
everything was whizzing by so fast. It made me sick. I lost my lunch more then
once. The door opened and then it closed.
As Shelly turned her head I got to see my younger daughter for the first time
in awhile. I however in my excitement forgot to hold onto something and went
flying. I thought for sure I was going to die but I landed on Molly's plaid
skirt. I looked up at her and I noticed how small I still was.
I felt so much bigger that morning when I woke up in Jamie's room but I still
cant even see my little girls face from her lap. But I had learned a few things
since I became shrunk and one of them was do two things at once. While I was
thinking about my size problem I had located a loose thread on Molly's skirt. I
tied it around my waist just in the nick of time because we were home. Finally I
was back home. I had never been so happy. I didn't think I would ever see it
again. I didn't have a chance to enjoy the view for too long because I am
whisked down into the basement where Molly's room is. Molly dropped her stuff on
the floor of her room and collapsed on her bed. It took me about 5 minutes to
untie myself and by that time she was already asleep. This was my best chance to
get help.
I started walking towards the massive chest of my daughter. Each step brought
the two peaks into view larger, and larger soon they filled my whole plane of
vision. My plan is to get to the collar of her shirt. Get under her shirt. Climb
her breasts and kick at the nipples. She sees me. We rejoice, I get to the
hospital and everything is fine. However the plan didn't quite go as planned.
Well I will just tell you truth the whole thing blew up in my face and it is why
I am where I am now. Tomorrow will be the last page I write Jane. I have tried
to hold on as long as I can. If you ever get this you will know where to find
whatever is left of my remains. I promise to stay alive atleast until tomorrow.
Becuase then I can die with a peace of mind. But now, now I must sleep. Ibam
sorry Jane, I'm sorry about everything. I love you.
I stood at the feet of this towering teenage titan. Seeing everyone else so
big and move so easily and fluidly I thought I was prepared but nothing could
prepare me for what I saw. It's kind of like the statue of liberty. Every time
you see it. It is still amazing no more or less with each visit. I wanted to
just stop right now and worship this god. If I didn't know what they really were
I probably would do that but I know they aren't gods. They are not anything
special just people like me. I am one of them. I started walking towards
my daughter. She was tucked under her covers so the walk was not as difficult as
I thought but it's just a long walk. I just couldn't shake loose that feeling at
the pit of my stomach. It was fear, I can't believe after all this I still fear
them. But I guess its human nature. Every wrinkle, indentation slowed me down.
The closer I got the less I could see. I never paid much attention to my
daughters breasts and especially not my youngest daughter Molly's. It's hard not
too now. They look so
impressive. Two mountains extending up into the sky. The more I continued the
more I learned about my size. I could look around and I knew what was on each
wall. I knew there were suppose to be posters along the walls but I couldn't
even see far enough to where the other walls are.
The smaller you get what you perceive as distance changes too. At your normal
height a mile doesn't seem like much. To me a mile is quite a distance. Let say
you are in nNew York and are going to the suburbs on foot to you. It's a long
walk and no sane person would ever attempt it. That's what a mile is to me. To
you I have just been around the city to me, at this new height its like visiting
different countries in the world.
I am now on the neck of my daughter. Her chin that slopes down to her neck is
like a indomitable flat wall. I can't begin to explain what it is like to walk
on a person and for them not even realize that you are there.
Enough thought and worry it was time put my plan into action. One thing I
didn't plan on was how heavy a simple T-shirt now is. I tried, struggled,
attempted again and again to lift that shirt but it was just to heavy. I wasn't
going to give up but now I wish would have. As I was trying Molly was waking up
from her nap she sat right up in bed and the
floor was now a wall and I was left clinging to her collar. Molly started
walking out of her room. I was screaming, squirming, struggling and my efforts
paid off so I thought. A giant hand plucked me from the wall.
I tumbled across this squishy firm surface. It was covered with trenches yet
I could step over them easily. I started to look around at where I was and off
in the distance I saw two eyes peering at me. To you it would be just about 20
inches to me that's rather far. I'm not sure how big I am but I think I am under
a inch but your guess is as good as mine. It was molly, I was saved. Finally
this hellish journey was over. But I was wrong, this is allot like that movie
armageddon. Everything possible that could go wrong goes
wrong. Okay well maybe not that bad but when your going through it. It sure
seems like it. I thought she recignized me. Then she started talking. Her voice
was so loud. I had to pay attention to what she was saying. If I wouldn't try to
make out what she was saying it sounded just like noise.
"What kind of stupid bug is this? Shelly has to do better then that to scare
me"
Before I even had time to think about all of this I was in motion yet I
wasn't moving at all. Molly was, I ran to edge of her hand. I was being lowered
into a cage. I tried to escape but there was no where to escape too. I was just
set down in this glass hamster
cage. Then to make it worse the cover was placed back on like I could somehow
scale these glass walls but if I find away It would be nice to be at least
rewarded with freedom for my ingenuity.
And that Winky is how I ended up here. (Winky is Molly's hamster.) Your a
good friend Winky. Its been 2 days since I was put in here. I know you will be
home in about a week now Jane. But I have developed a plan and I will keep
recording what happens to me. I will not give up no matter how much I want too.
I have a plan and it involves Winky. Well if It works I will write again. Now
Winky I bet your wondering what my plan is.
Well remember how Molly is inviting Katie, Kacie, and Leah over today. Well the
girls love you they always take you out and let you run around and pet you. Well
I am going to be on your back my friend. We bust out of here together. If you
play your cards right you could come with Winky. Since I have time to kill I
suggest sleeping.
[3 days later]
Well here I am once again writing. Well where I last left off last time I was
in that cage. I cant wait to show this to you Jane. Your going to flip when you
hear about some of the stuff that I have gone through.
Well that afternoon Molly and crew came home as planned. After a few nervous
moments of wondering if it was going to happen. Then Kacie lifted off the lid.
Kacie is the best way to say it is. She is fucking tall by standard heights. Her
family has a gene that is called giantism. It's when your body grows at a
abnormal rate. Its not common but a few people have had it like that old
wrestler Andre The Giant. She is about 6 feet 7 inches tall and she is only 13.
As soon as she had winky in the palm of her hand. I leaped off the back of
Winky. But I
wasn't really sure what to do next. My plan only got me this far. So I just kind
of hung out on her hand for a bit but then Leah snatched Winky and it was weird
seeing Leah because she is the exact opposite of Kacie. Leah is a little on the
short side only about 5'1". This was the first time I could look down on one of
these titans. But my view was short lived. Kacie was raising up her hand. She
started twisting her hair around her finger. I decided to use this to my
advantage. I grabbed onto one of Kacies Light brown wavy
locks of hair. I immediately tied a strand of her hair around my waist. It
wasn't quite as easy as it should have been because of her twisting it around
her finger. But I managed and I was for the first time in awhile excited. I had
started to accept my new size. I didn't want to be like that size forever but I
had started to come to terms with it.
"here someone comes. Got to lay low. I will start again when I can. Bye for
now."
The worst part of all this is that I am dangling from some teeny boppers
hair. Me a grown man. But now is not time for my ranting. So I listened to hours
of endless teenage chatter. I never realized how pointless it was when I was a
teenager. But it's just like the romance movies. You sit there, watch and know
you wasted 13 dollars to see two people kiss all because your date wanted to see
it.
After god knows how long passed Kacie got up to leave. It all happened so
fast I didn't even have time to react. Once I left Molly's room I wanted to
untie myself but I was going to fast. It looked like I was flying with the blue
angels. And I worked to hard to go through all this just to die by colliding
into some giants body. I was merely a passenger as Kacie kept on walking. At
every door we passed I hope and prayed that she would turn in but it was no use.
We were soon outside and now I was going to Kacie's house. All I wanted to do
was escape a cage and now look where I am. Stuck with this giant. Every time I
have a idea it backfires. It all started out in Shelly's room. If I climb in the
shoe I will be safe I thought and we all know how that turned out. Then it was
if I escape the sock and we know what happened when I did that. Now bright idea
number 3 if I tie myself to her hair.
Each step took me farther and farther away. I was so busy beating myself up
though I didn't realize that we were already at Kacie's house. She went about
her business it was fairly uneventful, eating, homework, watching television.
All I could do was wait for her to go to sleep.
Finally my moment had come. Kacie was soundly asleep. I struggled to untie my
knot but soon I fell to the soft bed below. I ran as fast as my legs could carry
me. I ran and ran I didn't even care which way I ran to the edge of the bed and
just jumped. I looked down to see where I would land and it was going to be hard
landing. I tucked my body in and before I knew it I was rolling on the ground.
When it was all said and done I was bruised and sore but no broken bones. I
wondered if my body had gotten stronger because of my size. Just because I
changed size I should still have the same amount of matter and cells. It's just
compacted more. That would explain allot. But I wasn't going to waste time with
physics. I didn't want to be like this forever. Its not all that bad but I want
to be big again.
I started running towards a wall so I could get my bearings but my body was
starting to tingle again. I ran what to me was about 3 miles and by the time I
made it to the wall I couldn't stand anymore. I was so tired and dizzy I just
fell asleep. I awoke to a alarm clock buzzing. I stood up and once again
realized my world had gotten smaller. This is all starting to wear off I guess.
But I also hurt more. I know now that the bigger the less densely populated your
cells are. They are more spread out so your body is weaker. Getting bigger is
truly a double edged sword. I now had no where to hide. I am clearly visible. I
looked over at Kacie. She stepped out of bed and I was now more scared then I
ever have been. Before it was nice knowing that they probably wont see me but
where can I hide. I stick out like a soar thumb.
Looking back at the situation If I would have stayed put she probably would
not have noticed me. But she did notice my movement. I enjoyed my new speed but
it still wasn't quick enough. I was soon over taken and a bare foot was blocking
my path.
Its bad enough seeing a barefoot in front of you but I could smell the
unwashed barefoot. I changed directions and started running back towards the
bed. This when my big break came. I heard the door open. Kacie turned towards
the door and I took off as fast as my legs could go right for the door. It was
her mom.
"Get ready for school dear. I don't want you late"
Her mumbles still sounded loud. She had forgotten about me and I kept
running. I was out the door when I plowed into a pair of jeans. A hard pair of
jeans. I looked up and saw a girl staring down at me. She had really baggy black
pants and a black T-shirt that had a picture of Satan on it. I could tell she
dyed her hair black. She had on black makeup. She had a really gothic type look.
I started to back away but it was to late I was scooped up like the man doll I
was. She looked to be about 16 years old.
"Excuse me but would you mind helping me get home?"
The second I opened my mouth a grin came across her face. She turned and
walked into her room. As we walked in the whole room spelled like a month old
gym sock mixed with cigarette smoke.
"My name is Andrea what's your name you little shit"
I tried to push her fingers away from me but she just had to much mass. I
finally submitted to her because I had no other choice but to wait till she put
me down so I could hide and escape.
"My, my, my name is"
Andrea rolled her eyes and glared at me.
"Speak up you fuck face I don't have all day."
I was already wishing I was with Kacie.
"Well your name isn't important anyway. I have to get to school or my parents
will start bitching so where to put you."
She opened up her purse. I sighed and wasn't really looking forward to
spending the day in a purse. I was dropped but my fall was much to short. I
looked up at these giant smelly sticks. Then I saw the lid close and the room
was dark. I then almost through up as this room I was in dropped. That's when I
realized I was in her cigarette box. I was pinned under what seemed like a
thousand pounds. This was worse then smoking them. I could smell the nicatine.
Its all I could smell as me, the box and Andrea's purse swayed back and forth.
I could hear the rumble of the car and other voices but I couldn't make out
what they were saying but luckily it looks like she does have a heart as a
stream of light poured into my dark world. I looked up at her she just grinned
down at me.
"You little shit your going to be mine. I have always wanted a man I could
boss around and treat how men are suppose to be treated. As third rate citizens
one step below slavery. Given no rights, no freedoms. The only thing I expect to
hear is yes mam from you. Do you know what men are? Sex crazed whores, and its
time they paid for there sins starting with you. Im thinking before school you
can spend time with my cigs. Then maybe since you men like breasts so much. you
can spend a few hours with mine. Then maybe I will wear you around with my shoe
and slowly crush your tiny body. Then if you live I have very special surprise
for you tonight. I saw this neat bottle that had a whole bunch of candle wax on
it from about 7 or 8 different candles all different colors. The bottle was
covered in the wax it looked so pretty and guess who is going to be in the
bottle? You, like the little shit you are. You get to watch each piece of melted
wax flow down the side of the bottle sealing your fate in that jar. Then if you
survive a day in there. I might take you out and bring you to this rave."
"Andrea who are you talking too"
My ears burn with pain from all the shouting. All I could do was watch as she
pulled out a cigarette and locked me in the box. I just hoped she was joking
about all that. But I will soon find out.
With each step that Andrea takes I am shoved into a gigantic cigarette. I try
everything I can to escape but even though I have grown so much lately I am
still not big enough to get out of this box. My head starts pound with pain from
the relentless assault of her cigarettes. Finally I hear the slam of the locker
that tells me I am alone. Having nothing else to do I once again sit in a locker
at school. I can hear her come to and from her locker but she doesnt pay me one
bit of attention.
As I stand up to change positions I clunk my head into the top of the box and
tumble out into Andreas purse. I stare up at the flap and shove it open and
drop down the floor of her locker. I smile as I look down at my new sized body.
Finally I am getting somewhere I think to myself. I would guess that I am about
4 inches or so tall but I cant really tell real well.
I stand poised at the door waiting for the specific moment she opens her
door. I can hear her voice outside the locker. Her voice sends chills of fear
down my spine. As she opens her door I quickly drop down to the floor without
her noticing. I run along a row of lockers looking for Shelly but having no clue
where to start.
I stare over across the hall to see if I might see her as I do I smash into a
Denim wall. My head cranes upward. The moment I see who It is my body freezes
up. Andreas hand darts around me. I pound against her steel fist but I have no
effect as she carries me into the bathroom.
You were a very bad man trying to escape me. It looks like now I am just
going to have to teach you a lesson.
Luck finally is on my side. Just as we turn and enter main room of the
bathroom I see my daughter Shelly combing her hair. I scream across the room in
my loudest voice I know of. Shelly darts her head around and Andrea freezes.
For the first time in so long I see my daughters face. The moment she turns
her head towards me I can tell that she has been crying. Her eyes are red and
puffy. She then stares at me then at Andrea then down at me. Shelly charges at
Andrea and tackles her to the ground. I am shoved against not only Andreas
chest but Shellys chest. I fight and squirm my way from her grip but Andrea
punches shelly in face with the hand she holds me in. Just as Andrea turns
shelly over so she is no on her back I hear I a loud clunk. Both me and Shelly
stare up and see Dana standing over ahead. Shelly peels my from Andreas grip
and stuffs me in her backpack. As she zips it up I hear her tell Dana thanks and
asks her to get her homework. I vaguely make out the two girls talking about
something but I cant quite make it out.
Back at home Shelly pulls me from her backpack. I run on her leg towards her
and attempt to hug my daughter. She pulls me away from her chest and holds me up
to her face.
Dad, you dont know how long I have waited to have you in my grip. So many
time I dreamed of having you in my hand. Me squeezing the life out of you.
Yelling at you for a change how you yell at me. Then I would make you my little
slave to do what ever I want with you. I would get you collar and some rope and
tie one end to your collar and one end to my closet and give you just enough
slack where you can go anywhere my room but never escape.
I let out a noticeable gulp as I see the glee in her eyes hidden behind the
sadness. I keep staring at her never seeing her large, and also slightly afraid
of my eldest daughter.
But,
Thank god theres a but. You had me worried there Shell
Dont interrupt me when im talking little man. I am incharge around here. I
deserve some respect and I espect to get it from you. HEHEHE just kidding dad.
Well im not sure how to tell you this but mom died last night. She was coming
home early because I told her how no one has been able to get ahold of you and
there was some kind of fuel malfunction and the plane exploded. I am so sorry
dad. It is all my fault and shes dead and
I was now being squeezed into Shellys chest. I tried pounding my fist
against her shoulder but I was too weak. I spent the next couple of hours trying
to console my daughter as best I could. Even in the greatest of tragedy I still
can say It feels good to be home, and safe.
~Epilogue~
2 years have gone by since all that has happened. To say the least I never grew
back to my old height. I now stand a strapping 6inches tall. I, well I mean we
have done our best to adjust to the changes. I now spend most of my days at home
in a custom built doll house in the corner of Shellys room. I try my best to
enforce the rules but you try reprimanding a teenager who can over power you
with one hand. Overall life isnt that bad and I can honestly say its always
interesting.
Giantess World
