Chapter 38:

Since I was back to my full height, I could wear my regular clothes again. The party was only an hour away, so I was getting ready. I threw on my classic party outfit, a light blue linen shirt and a pair of light brown chinos. Just in case Amanda decided to shrink me while I was at the party, I put on my belt extra tight.

Ready to get the hell out of the house for a while, I flung open my door and scampered down the stairs. As I approached the front door I said, “I’m going out for a while, see ya later!” then whacked it closed behind me.

I arrived at Audrey’s at around 9:03. To my befuddlement, the house was completely dark and there wasn’t a single car in the driveway. I only had a second to contemplate where Audrey could be before two shockingly meaty, yet feminine arms wrapped around my body and yanked me up off the ground.

“Whoa!” I said involuntarily.

“Hey, shortstuff. Did I startle you?”

I wriggled around inside Audrey’s bear hug. I had no hope of escaping. Just one of her arms was close to the size of my waist. There was more power in her two guns than there was in my entire body.

“How long were you waiting just to scare the daylights out of me?” I asked.

“Only like five minutes, relax,” she said, “You’re not that important. Now, which way is Heidi’s again?”

I was unable to point because my arms were underneath hers. Still, she was squeezing my body against hers. I motioned left with a quick jolt of my head.

“Got it,” she said. Without putting me down, she began strolling down the street. My legs swayed left and right to the rhythm of her walk. I hated to admit it, but it felt good to have my butt squished up against her soft, creamy stomach. I didn’t know what exactly she was wearing since she snuck up on me, but I could tell her midriff was exposed. That sent tingles down my spine.

Of course, it was impossible to ignore her massive breasts pressing into my back. I was convinced that even at my full size, I could sit on top of her boobs like they were a chair. That’s how far they stuck out.

After a whole block of she and I sharing small talk, I realized that she was still carrying me and smooshing me against her curves. Yet, I was enjoying it. And then I scolded myself for enjoying it.

“Put me down, Audrey,” I said abruptly as we were crossing an empty street.

“You know, I was kinda wondering if you were going to let me carry you all the way into the party,” she said, snickering.

I didn’t say anything to that, knowing she had me nailed. I thought back to my conversation with Jackie earlier in the day. Specifically, when she told me that she knew I was attracted to Audrey. If Jackie knew how I felt, Audrey herself almost certainly knew.

When my feet touched back down to earth, my suspicions were confirmed. She knew I was obsessed with her outrageous body. I scanned her up and down, and she shot me a knowing smirk. She was wearing a black two-piece dress. Her mid-thigh level skirt exposed her skin on both of her legs with thin cross hatches of fabric. Her strapless top covered half of her watermelon-sized breasts, allowing for a glorious display of underboob. The whole dress was different and sexy and far too much for me to handle.

“You look a little flustered. Need a drink?”

And like magic, Audrey reached into the bottomless pit that was her cleavage and instead of pulling out a rabbit, she pulled out a flask. I grabbed it out of her hand and took a swig, not caring what was inside. Predictably, it tasted like motor oil. I took another look at Audrey. Her brownish blonde hair was down and laying in front of her shoulders. Her eyes, which I knew were usually light brown, were glowing green! Maybe it was the moon, or perhaps it was the whole ensemble that made her eyes look different. Nonetheless, I was in a trance. And amid my trance, my cock slowly rose in my pants. But I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her. Just the way she so completely filled that dress, stretching it out with her thighs and ass and tits, was making my brain go wild. I decided to take another gulp from the flask. I hoped whatever was in it would deaden my nerves a little bit. I definitely didn’t want to stride into Heidi’s party sporting a massive boner.

“Wow, you’re more flustered than I thought. Is it me?”

“Yeah. I mean, no! I mean…”

“Just say it,” she playfully slapped my shoulder blade.

I sighed and said, “It’s just that I’ve never seen you in that dress before. I’ve never seen you in a dress period.”

“So, what you’re saying is, you think I’m pretty?”

“Exactly! You took the words right out of my mouth,” I said.

“So pretty that you gawked at me for almost a minute.”

I scoffed, “I did not stare at you for a minute!”

“Yup, a minute straight. And your face got redder and redder the more you looked at my tits.”

I instinctively looked away from her boobs when she said that. She kept piling on heaping helpings of humiliation, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I was just a masochist. I was the moron who invited her to this party. Girls typically wear sexy clothes to parties, and I could barely comport myself.

“You don’t have to look away, Dessy. I wore this dress for a reason after all,” she said.

So, on her command, my eyes shifted back to her. Her attire literally caused her boobs to bounce with every step she took. I once again, looked away, not wanting to get too aroused. I tried focusing on my surroundings to distract myself from the literal fertility goddess walking beside me. The street ahead was full of cars and people were walking up to Heidi’s. They were almost there.

“Hey, I see the house,” I said, eyes facing front.

“The house?”

“Yeah, Heidi’s house.”

Audrey noticed how hard I was trying to not look at her. Her laughs were piercing through my faux stoniness. 

“Hehe, are you going to avoid me the whole party ‘cause of this?” she asked, gesticulating down the whole of her body.

“Maybe,” I said, still averting my gaze from her.

She dashed in front of me, which caused her boobs to almost hit her in the chin. But nevertheless, she got in front of me, forcing me to look at her whole figure. She was obscured by shadow, but the hourglass figure alone made my cock twitch. Then she stepped into the warm glow of the streetlight above us. Every detail about her that could potentially drive me crazy with lust was present. Her tits were hanging out inches from my nose. Her ass was so wide that it was visible from the front. My cock was now fully hard, and my belt was uncomfortably holding my penis inside my pants, causing it to bend. Instinctively, I shifted my cock, pointing it leftwards, which of course, only made it jut out more noticeably.

“Wow, you really are helpless when I doll myself up, aren’t you? Undo your belt.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, dumbass. Just undo it enough so your dick can fit up through your pants.”

I followed her instructions, loosening my belt, and almost immediately, my cock sprang about an inch out of my pants. She giggled, almost as if the head of my dick was a gopher peeking out of its hidey hole.

“Now untuck your shirt, and your little…predicament will be hidden.”

And like magic, my erection was totally obscured. I gave Audrey a thumbs up and walked past her. All I wanted to do now was have a good time at a party where I’d be the center of attention.

As we approached, there were already two people vomiting on the front lawn. There was even some people wearing my high school’s colors, which sent the memories flooding back. But it didn’t matter that I was already getting high school vibes from this party. High school was over. I’d experienced new things. I was ready to conquer this shindig, along with my trusty femme fatale of course.

We went in through the front door. More accurately, we went in side by side, and Audrey had to squeeze her vast butt past my chest and the doorframe. I was nearly crushed, and my cock got a little bit harder. She smirked down at me, knowing how much undue arousal she’d stirred up within me.

“I really should have let you go first,” I said.

“Yes, you should have. That’s what a gentleman does. You still have a lot to learn, Dessy.”

I cringed when Audrey used Jackie’s pet name for me. But my focus quickly shifted to the swathes of people around me. They were staring at me. Part of it was most likely because a giant girl was crushing me against the door jamb with her fat ass. But I concluded that most of the wide-eyed stares were because of my reputation as the incredible shrinking man. Who grew back! Some people were whispering to their friends while pointing at me. Some were simply gawking. I was about to say hello to break the strange tension I was clearly causing until I heard someone from deep with the crowd say, “Oh my god! It’s him!”

Wow, that was quick, I thought to myself.

I finallydetached myself from Audrey’s butt, though the allure of the satin garment of her dress and her butt itself made detachment quite difficult. I braved onward, however, and readied myself to greet whoever had noticed me.

It was none other than Heidi, the girl I and the rest of the boys pined over all throughout high school. She emerged from the crowd with a beer in hand, stilettos on her feet, and a wondrously gorgeous white dress. The front of her outfit displayed her cleavage with a deep v, but also showed off her golden legs. In her heels, she was just statuesque, but Audrey had her own height boosting footwear that catapulted her above Heidi.

But what struck me most about Heidi wasn’t her strong athletic figure, or her delicious skin, or even her height. It was the captivated look on her face. She was ogling me, and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head. She was utterly fascinated with me. I was living in my sophomore year fantasy.

Heidi got super close to me, bent her knees until she was level with me, and said, “Desmond! Oh my god, I just want you to know that as soon as I heard you were shrinking, I prayed for you. And I don’t pray that often. But I prayed for you, lil’ guy! I did! And look at you! Back to your old height! How tall are you?”

Smelling the alcohol on her breath, I answered her question, “I’m five foot.”

“And how small did you get?” she breathed straight into my ear, giving me delightful tingles. “For real. Everyone on the internet says something different, but I wanna hear it straight from the source.”

Enjoying the attention, I told her the truth. “A week ago, I could’ve fit in the palm of your hand.”

Her head snapped away from mine, standing tall once again. The drunken fog that was plastered all over her face just seconds earlier was gone. She was clear-eyed and very skeptical of what she’d just heard. It looked like I’d had almost shocked her sober.

“So, you’re telling me all the trolls weren’t trolling? You really were an inch tall? I mean, Wendy told me that, but I had to, you know, hear it from you firsthand.”

“I was an inch tall. And I definitely understand the skepticism,” I said all nonchalant, “It is pretty unbelievable.”

“Can I touch you?” she quickly asked.

Before I could answer, Audrey inserted herself between Heidi and I. Functionally, I was staring at her huge ass while she made herself known. I looked away, my cock had just retreated back into my pants, and I didn’t want it to make another appearance.

“Hello, Heidi. It’s Audrey, you remember me? You were too busy fawning over Shrinky over there that you didn’t even notice I was here.”

Heidi was unfazed. I suspected that she knew Audrey was present but had intentionally ignored her. When a woman of Audrey’s stature entered a room, she never went unnoticed.

“Jeez, I’m sorry. I don’t usually acknowledge losers.”

Short, but deadly. Women’s tennis in northern Massachusetts was more competitive than I knew. 

“A loser? Last time we played, I whooped your ass up and down the court!”

“Yeah, you had a lucky outing,” Heidi spat, the drunken anger repossessing her, “Doesn’t change the fact that I beat you more times than you could count. And I’m sorry I was getting a bit carried away with Desmond. It’s just that he’s so…cute!”

“Yeah, he is cute. So cute, in fact, that he has a girlfriend.”

Wow, she really is the angel on my shoulder right now, I thought.

“Then how come you’re here with him? You’re trying to seduce him, aren’t you? How do you even know him anyway?!” she shouted, sticking a finger in Audrey’s face.

The jealousy was flying out of her mouth at a million miles per hour. And this was Heidi! My high school dream girl. Little miss tight ass, perfect-in-every-way, queen bee, heart stomper! And she was jealous of me! A tiny, scrawny little boy who barely had his life together. In that moment, I decided that I was gonna milk this. Who knew when I’d get another chance like this? I started to regret inviting Audrey because now she was just going to get in the way. It was about time to squeeze around her giant ass to get in word in edgewise.

“Ladies, how about we all get a drink and forget about this? We’re at a party!”

The two tall girls stared each other down for a moment, no doubt sizing one another up. Heidi broke first, no doubt realizing the incredible damage Audrey could do to her with huge body. Heidi may have been better at tennis, but she wasn’t going to beat Audrey in a one-on-one fight. She smiled courteously and led Audrey and I to the kitchen where there was a line of booze covering the whole counter. On the way there, several people from my high school recognized me and shouted effusive hellos. All of them used to ignore me completely, or poke fun at me for daring to be short. I knew they were just kissing up to me because I had reached a certain level of notoriety, but still, it was satisfying to be more popular than the so called “popular kids.”

I went straight for the vodka, pouring myself a shot. I gestured over at the girls, seeing if they were drinking what I was drinking. They nodded, and for the first time in a long while, I wasn’t being served. I was doing the serving. My hands were big enough to pour a drink. That by itself was a strange, yet triumphant accomplishment for me.

Once the shot glasses were in our hands, we clinked and I said, “To growing up!”

I was fully aware of my pun, and it made the girls laugh, which made choking down the vodka I’d poured for myself just slightly more bearable.

“Another?” Audrey suggested after just downing a shot. I was pretty sure she could drink my weight in alcohol before I could get through four beers, so I certainly wasn’t going to try to keep up with her. But I was feeling good. What harm could another shot do?

All of us agreed and we threw another one back. I could already tell my esophagus was more receptive to the alcohol. The burning sensation was mellower this time, and truthfully, I was ready for another. But I wanted to be at least coherent when talking to Heidi, so I smartly decided against it.

Instead, we each poured ourselves a mixed drink that we took to the dance floor (which was Heidi’s living room with the couches pushed to the end of the room). There was a disco ball hanging down at the center of the ceiling. It sent multicolored light shooting all over the dark room, giving me brief glimpses of people jumping in the air, shaking their bodies, and singing along to the music. A scene like this would have terrified high school me. Now, it looked, dare I say it, fun.

We approached the dancing floor together and were seamlessly absorbed into the vivacious mass of drunken partiers. Whatever the song was, I didn’t know it. Likely because I’d spent the last two months of my life stuck between Jackie’s boobs. But it didn’t matter, I began flailing around anyway, enjoying the deep bass and high energy, profanity-laden rapping.

Heidi, who was definitely more drunk than me or Audrey, began jiggling her ass when the bass dropped. And with each shake of her well-endowed posterior, she inched closer to me. Obviously, my eyes were drawn to her backside, which only had a thin dress covering it. I could see the outline of everything she wanted me to see.

Her generous backside started to have the same effect Audrey was having on me earlier. My cock was twitching inside my pants, and the only respite I had was when Heidi was in shadow. Still, that wasn’t enough, and I was losing control. She kept encroaching. And while it was welcome to some extent, I wasn’t comfortable with this level of physical contact. I still was with Jackie, and that reality kept nagging me.

My conscience pulled me off the dance floor in the middle of the third song. I thought about texting Jackie and coming clean.

No, I quickly decided, that wouldn’t end well.

Instead, I began texting Audrey who I assumed was still in the living room. But before I could fully type out my message, a hand grabbed my collar.

“Bad boy.”

Heidi leaned over my body, enveloping me in her sweet lavender perfume. She completely towered over me—my head wasn’t even up to her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around me and positioned her head next to mine, so we were cheek to cheek. The warmth was apparent as soon as our skin touched, and I squeaked.

“Were you about to text Audrey before I came?”

It was a rhetorical question at this point because she could see my phone just as much as I could. I shut my screen, and shook my head a few times, which inadvertently caused my lips to graze hers. I shivered at the accidental touch. Her lips were so soft and kissable, it took all my willpower not to break down and lose myself with her.

“Do you want to kiss me, Desmond?” she asked, our faces still glued together.

I said nothing.

“Are you too exposed? Gosh, you’re probably used to being in a Jackie’s pocket, hidden away like just another one of her random knick knacks. That’s it! You’re shy! Aren’t you?”

“I’m not shy,” I said. “I’m in a relationship.”

That actually caused Heidi to step back. “That’s OK, Desmond. I understand. You and your girlfriend must be really close. How about we go up to my room? I just wanna hear about your shrinking. I promise I won’t try anything.”

She extended a hand, intending to lead me upstairs. I knew this was almost certainly a horrible idea, but the allure of being allowed inside Heidi’s bedroom? It was unparalleled.

I grabbed her hand and let her yank me up the staircase. Luckily, most of the crowd wasn’t in the front entryway where the stairs were, so only a few people saw us abscond together, hand in hand.

My heart was thumping out of my chest, and I had to repeatedly tell myself that nothing was going to happen. As much as part of me wanted to kiss and lick her all over, I knew I couldn’t.

Once we were outside her door, she creaked it open and peeked through the crack just to make sure no one else was in there.

“Coast is clear,” she said, flipping on the light switch and revealing exactly what I’d pictured her room would be like. I’d imagined a white carpet, and there it was. I’d imagined light pink walls and a huge desk adorned with hundreds of pictures of she and her friends having a great time. There it was. I’d imagined a queen-sized bed with a comforter dotted with multicolored hearts. There it was! I couldn’t believe it. And off to the side was a massive walk-in closet. I got a glimpse of how many shoes she owned, and I was astounded.

“Um, are you OK?”

“Oh, A-OK. I just never thought I’d ever be in your room.”

Damn it! Why did I say that?!

A smiled formed on the corners of her mouth. “Never thought you’d be in my room, huh? So, you have thought about it? How often did you think about it back in high school, huh?”

I rubbed the back of my head and looked at the ground. “Do I have to answer?”

“Oh boy, now you do! If you’re this embarrassed, being in my room must’ve been a pretty standard daydream for you.”

“I thought about it…once a week.”

“You hesitated!” she laughed, jumping up and down with excitement. Her boobs were now threatening to pop out of her dress completely, so I looked away.

“Come on. Be honest with me. Was it every day?” she asked.

I didn’t answer. She took a step forward, that alone was enough to get me to nod my head yes to her question. She took another step forward and asked, “How often every day? Once, twice? Every time you jerked off?”

Caught off guard, I sputtered some gibberish at her denying her insinuation. She didn’t buy it for one second. Now, she was closer to me than ever and pushing me toward her bed.

“Heidi? What are you doing? I thought you just wanted to talk about my shrinking.”

“Did you really think I was taking you up to my room to talk? I want you. And you want me. Come on, your girlfriend will never know.”

“Are you kidding me? No! No way! I—”

I was interrupted by a lurch in my spine. My eyes naturally shut, and when I opened them, I wasn’t eye-level with Heidi’s shoulder anymore. I was officially boob height. I looked in five different directions just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. The room did look substantially bigger. Now, I had no doubts about what was happening to me.

“Holy shit, did you just…shrink?” she asked.

Just then, I got a text from none other than Amanda. Heidi was still dumbfounded at what she’d just witnessed, so I was able to read what my sister wrote without her intervening.

How small should I make you?

Then I saw the three dots. I dreaded her next message. My heart sank when it came through.

I think two inches sounds good lol

Upon reading Amanda’s text, there was another lurch. I was now nipple height. With my last bit of strength left, I pushed Heidi out of my way and charged for the door. If I didn’t escape now, I’d be at the mercy of Heidi for God knows how long. But I never had a chance. Heidi was an athlete with legs that now came up to my neck. I was shrinking as I was running, and she easily passed me and blocked the door. Knowing I had only one option left, I screamed for Audrey.

“AUDREY! AUDREYYY!”

Heidi put a hand over my mouth, which covered half my face now. And with each second passing by, her hand grew larger and larger as I shrank, blocking more of my face. But I could still see, and Heidi was staring at me with wonder as I got smaller and smaller.

Once I was around three feet tall, she palmed my head like a basketball and held my entire body up off the ground. But her hand didn’t leave my mouth until she was sure my voice couldn’t be heard. That was probably when I was around a foot tall. By that point, she’d let go of my head and held my butt in her hand. Her mouth hung open, and I continued to shrink until I was smaller than her palm.

“Oh my god, it stopped! I—I—I… I thought you were gonna shrink forever. Like until you were invisible. Are you OK?!”

Her voice was a lot louder now, so I covered my ears. The alcohol coming from her breath was also quite nauseating, but I did my best not to vomit in her hand.

“Yeah, I’m OK!” I shouted up to her. “Now, bring me back to Audrey!”

I tried to stand up, but Heidi knocked me back down with her pinky. Her pinky and I wrestled until she got bored and pinned me with it.

“Weaker than my pinky, hehe! I never thought I’d see you like this, Desmond. I swear, this is a dream come true!”

“Well not for me!” I screamed, trying to escape from her pinky finger.

“God, you are such a liar! You’re finally in my room, and you have me all to yourself. Are you really going to act like a whiny baby and ruin it?”

A knock came on Heidi’s bedroom door. I hoped it was who I thought it was. But with the music blaring downstairs, it was hard to tell who it was behind the door. A second flurry of knocks came seconds later. This time, they sounded more urgent. Heidi couldn’t ignore it anymore.

Heidi lifted her pinky off me and grabbed my tiny arms with two other fingers, lifting me off her palm. “Stay quiet, or I swear, I’ll put you in a jar.”

She let go, and I plummeted what felt like forty feet into the soft crevasse that was her cleavage. Her breasts were smaller than Jackie’s of course, but they were softer. Squishier. They were quite satisfying to poke. With one finger, she pushed me in deep so there was no chance I could be discovered. Then, I heard her say, “Who is it?”

I couldn’t hear the response from the person who knocked on the door, but eventually, Heidi said, “Come in! I need your help!”

What?

I tried to puzzle what the hell was going on as I was forced to drink gallons of Heidi’s boob sweat. It tasted like salty vodka. Nonetheless, I heard the door open and someone else step inside.

“Where’s Desmond?”

It was Audrey! My last hope! Upon hearing her soothing voice, I tried moving and screaming her name, but it was hopeless. When I moved, I only slid deeper into Heidi’s boobs. When I opened my mouth, I got another mouthful of sweat, effectively silencing me.

“I don’t know, Audrey! We were just up here talking, and he shrunk right in front of me! He must be like a few inches tall now, and I lost sight of him. Can you help me look?”

“When did he shrink?”

“Just now!”

“And he just ran off?”

“I guess so, yeah. He’s always had a crush on me, so maybe seeing a giant version of me was a little too much for him.”

“Well, if he’s here, he’ll come to me. Desmond! Desmond!”

From inside Heidi’s cleavage, I started to respond, only to be doused in more of Heidi’s sweat. I wiggled and writhed and clawed my way up. My efforts were immediately noticed by Heidi, and she nonchalantly pushed me right back down with a single finger.

For several minutes, both Heidi and Audrey were yelling my name. Only Audrey was actually searching for me. Heidi must have been just checking under random items to make it appear as though she was looking for me. Audrey’s shouts for me were getting more exasperated by the second. I sat in between two massive boobs feeling like an even bigger jerk. I’d dragged Audrey into this and repeatedly not listened to her about Heidi. Now, she was paying the price for my idiocy.

Negative thoughts started running through my head. Such as what if Audrey never found me. I also thought about what it would be like to be another girl’s slave. I was Jackie’s slave, now I could be Heidi’s little slave boy to whom she could do anything she wanted. She really could keep me in jar if she wanted to. Nobody would ever find me. Sure, I’d eventually be reported missing, and people would soon figure out that the last place I was seen was at Heidi’s party. But there were tons of people at this party. The police would probably just assume that since I had a history of shrinking, a stray foot had crushed me on the dance floor. And even if the police suspected I was in Heidi’s possession, she could easily get rid of me. Flush me down the toilet. Throw me out the window. God forbid, she could eat me.

The only thing that stopped my mind from racing was when Audrey finally spoke again. She was smart, and she wasn’t going to let any of the things my crazy brain thought up happen to me.

“Your door was closed the entire time, right?” Audrey asked.

“Yeah, thank god. Or else he could be wandering the party right now.”

“So, that means he’s definitely in this room. Good. I’m staying in here until he shows up.”

I could feel Heidi’s entire body stiffen. She had no idea what to do. She was just as trapped as me. Then, she thought of something.

“You know, Desmond is so lucky he has a friend like you. How about I go get us some water so we can sober up and really look for him?”

Heidi began walking toward the door, jostling me all around her boobs. I panicked until Audrey eased my fear by saying, “You’re not going anywhere until I find him, got it? He’s in this room somewhere. It really shouldn’t take that long if we both look.”

Heidi stopped in her tracks, which caused her boobs to stop bouncing. She must’ve spun around because moments later, her right boob swung into me and crushed me flat against her left boob. This whole ordeal was taking getting embarrassed in front of your crush to a whole new level.

“You’re right,” Heidi said, “Do you mind if I put some music on here? It always helps when I’m trying to find something.”

“Are you a moron, or are you just drunk? Yeah! I mind! I need to be able to hear him in case he’s yelling out to me,” Audrey chastised her.

“You’re right! You’re right! I’m so, so sorry! I think I had too much drink. Let’s just find him, OK?”

There was a long stretch of silence. Audrey must’ve not known what to make of Heidi’s strange attitude.

“Yeah, whatever. I’ll look out here, and you go look in the entrance to Narnia.”

“What?”

“Your big, dumb closet!”

“Oh, right,” Heidi said.

Heidi talked a big game in front of Audrey when we walked into the party, but now she was downright meek. She had met her match in Audrey, and it demystified her to me. She wasn’t this gorgeous girl who always had a comeback. She was just like everyone else. I was less intimidated by Heidi than I’d ever been, even though I was still buried deep in between mounds of flesh that could easily crush me if she took one wrong move.

Her breasts were bouncing once again, which meant she must have been moving toward her closet. And to my surprise, her fingers came reaching for me. She pulled me out and dangled me in front of her face for a moment. She had a wicked scowl, but I simply smiled back at her, relishing that I’d ruined whatever plans she had for me by calling Audrey up here. Heidi said nothing. Instead, she took a high-heeled sandal off her bottom rack and dropped me inside.

“Audrey! Look! I found him!”

She came running into the closet and saw me nude inside one of Heidi’s shoes. It wasn’t a good look for me.

“Look! The little perv found his way into my shoes. Bet he was sniffing it all up, weren’t you? You little worm!”

Audrey ripped the shoe out of Heidi’s hands and plucked me out. Like it was totally natural, she held open her dress at the neck and shoved my nude shrunken body down into her ample breasts. Getting removed from conversations like this was all too familiar for me. I wouldn’t even get a chance to curse out Heidi. But Audrey did it for me.

“I don’t know what you did, but don’t you ever talk to him again! Do you hear me?! I will kick your fuckin’ ass, Heidi!”

“I didn’t do shit, you gigantic bitch! He ran away from me and I—”

All I heard from inside Audrey’s breasts was a whack and a resounding thud. Did she hit Heidi?

“Stay away from him, cunt.”

There were some pained moans coming from way down on the floor. She’d hit her hard. She’d knocked her to the ground. I couldn’t believe it. This was not how I thought the night would end at all.

Audrey’s breasts began bouncing. She was walking out of the closet. But I couldn’t let her leave without my phone.

“Audrey! Audrey!”

Everything came to a stop. Her breasts came to rest against her chest, and it seemed as though she was standing still. I couldn’t be 100% sure since I couldn’t see anything except boobs, boobs, and more boobs. But I guessed she was deep in thought.

“Heidi!” she said with an edge, “Where is Desmond’s stuff?”

Heidi said something that I couldn’t hear from within Audrey’s cleavage, but for a moment, she leaned down enough so that I could see out. She was bending over to pick up my clothes. Since Audrey couldn’t hear me, I just had to hope that my phone was still in the pocket of my jeans.

She folded my clothes neatly then stood back up, causing me to fall even deeper into her cleavage. It was to the point where if I fell any further, I would plummet to my death. Since her dress showed off the undersides of her breasts, there was nothing between me and the floor hundreds of feet below. Thankfully, she noticed, and her arm came down to push me higher into her dress.

“I can’t believe he shrunk again,” Audrey, wrought with melancholy, said under her breath, “And he was doing so well.”

“Audrey! I can grow back with my phone! My phone!”

Unfortunately, she still couldn’t hear a single word. So, I waited until we were out of the party and back at her house. She pulled me out of her dress and cradled me in her hand. It was brutally cold this time of year in Massachusetts, and with almost no body fat to speak of, I’d freeze to death without her warm hands caressing every inch of my body. Normally, I’d be aroused in a situation like this, but I was so cold and freaked out that my cock didn’t even respond to her touching me all over.

“Are you OK, Desmond?”

“Yeah, Audrey. I’m fine.”

She sighed and shrugged her shoulders. “Gosh, I still can’t hear you. Let me put you in my ear. It’s clean in there, I swear!”

With her hand still wrapped around me to shield me from the biting wintry air, she lifted me up to her ear and allowed me to step inside. She kept a hand up to her ear, keeping me warm.

“OK, Desmond. Tell me what the hell went down in that bedroom with you and that bitch, and how the hell you shrunk again!”

“Take out my phone,” I spoke directly into her ear, “There’s an app on there that can make me regular size again. I’ll walk you through it.”

“What?! An app?”

“Just trust me, OK.”

“Fine, taking out your phone now.”

It didn’t take long to get Audrey to the right screen on my phone. Both of us were young and technologically literate. Thankfully.

“OK, put me on the ground, then grow me back to normal.”

She did exactly as I said, and inch by inch, my body began swelling back to its true size. It was nice to get a close look at every single part of Audrey’s body as I made the journey back to five feet tall. I got to take in her massive thighs first. They were the width of three of me. Perhaps four. I could climb her legs like they were trees.

Then I passed her waist, and I was presented with Audrey’s bare midriff. Her skin was soft and creamy. Her cellulite was noticeable yet endearing. She didn’t have the perfect athlete body like Heidi or Jackie, but she was just as hot as either of them. At this point, I guessed I was about four and a half feet tall.

Once I was back to five feet tall, I had a face full of boob. I peered down up into her cleavage. It was hard to believe that I fit inside there just minutes earlier. Audrey, though, was far more shocked than I was. She was frozen in place staring at me. She started and stopped more than a couple of sentences.

“What’s a matter, cat got your tongue?” I said all cheeky as I looked up at her puzzled face.

“What’s the matter? You just grew back in like two minutes. That…that has to be—”

“Impossible, yeah. I thought so too.”

I grabbed my clothes from her arms and dressed myself rapidly in front of her to get a respite from the cold.

“Do you want to go inside?” she asked.

“No, it’s OK. There’s a lot I need to tell you. And it all needs to stay between us.”

I filled Audrey in on everything that happened in the past several weeks. I, of course, told her her that Heidi planted me in the shoe to make me look like a perv when I wasn’t. I told her the truth about how I shrunk in the first place. I told her about Jackie’s role in my fluctuating size. I told her what my sister did to me at the party. I even told her that Jackie was spying on my phone trying to catch me cheating.

“Who did she think you were cheating with?!” she shouted with a hand over her mouth in disbelief.

“Come on, Audrey. Who do you think?”

She looked off to the side, thinking about it for a second. Then she looked back at me and wrinkled her nose, reluctantly accepting that she was the most likely suspect of being the “other woman.”

“It’s not your fault, Audrey. It’s mine. I led you on, and I wasn’t honest with Jackie. The whole thing got all messed up.”

Audrey collapsed onto the rocking chair on the porch. The chair creaked with her weight, and I jumped, thinking her butt would go right through. I sat in the chair next to her.

“Yeah, you’re right. It did all get messed up,” she said, rubbing her forehead. “And maybe I don’t have a right to say what I’m about to say, but I’m gonna say it anyway. Your life seemed to go completely off the rails as soon as you met Jackie. Maybe it’s time to let go of her. For good.”

I said nothing and stared straight ahead.

“I realize how that sounds coming from me, Desmond. And I’ll be honest, I still have feelings for you. I guess I’m biased. So, take my advice or leave it. But here’s what I think. You should break it off with Jackie and get that stupid shrinking app off her phone somehow. And off your crazy sister’s phone. I promise, I’ll support you and help you with whatever you need. And I’m sure your friend Maggie will do the same.”

“You might be right, Audrey. Maybe I should break up with her. The one thing I feel bad about is that I still have five inches of her height. And if I give her back those five inches, I’ll be four and a half feet tall for the rest of my life.”

“Unless we find Vicky, right?” she interjected.

“Right. But in the meantime, I don’t know who should get to keep those spare five inches. Me or Jackie. Like, what’s fair?”

She took a breath and exhaled, expelling a large cloud of carbon dioxide.

“If you break up with her, she’ll probably make you give up those five inches, right?”

“Yeah, probably.”

“If you’re comfortable with being a little shorter at least until you find Vicky, which I think will happen eventually, I’d say give the height back to Jackie.”

“I’ve worked for so long to get back to five feet tall, and now I’m gonna have to give it up again. Isn’t that unbelievable?” I asked.

“What are you saying?” she asked.

“I’m saying that I’m going to break up with Jackie when I go back to school.”