11/12/20XX

Last night was the first time in a long while that Max and I shared a bed. The bed itself was a huge 10x12 feet. My tiny frame was easily lost in its folds. We ended up sleeping in an improvised spooning position, with Max hugging me like a teddy bear. I was woken up in the dead of night by an odd sound and a sensation of heat emanating from Max’s body. I wriggled over to get a better look and I swore I could actually see her body growing. Her legs brushed the sheets, further and further from my own and her whole frame grew thicker and more curvy. Her penis grew the most, extending several more inches in just a couple minutes. Within moments the sheets were soaked in her precum, a spot larger than my whole body and rapidly growing. All the while Max moaned gently, and eventually turned over on her back bringing me with her. Her towering cock rose above me like a monument, rising further and further out of my reach, taking the sheets with it. After about ten minutes the growth stopped and Max’s body rapidly cooled. I eventually managed to fall back to sleep, unaware that half my body was lying in a pool of her precum. 

The next morning was spent finalizing Max’s move in. She had a great deal more stuff than I did and all of it was oversized. Including a large recliner whose cushioned seat was well above my head, a kitchen table set that I could fully stand underneath without being able to touch the underside even on my tip toes and trash can that I probably could have comfortably lived in. Initially I tried to help but it quickly became apparent that I was simply too small to be of any use. So instead Max placed me on her shoulders and set about moving everything herself. Her neck was so wide now that my tiny legs could barely split enough to go around and her whole head was easily the size of my entire torso. 

It took the better part of the whole day to get her moved in. Around 8pm Max ushered me upstairs and told me to put on some nice clothes. 

“What for?” I asked, standing just inside my little doorframe. 

“We’re going out. There’s a community center/pub down the road and I thought it would be good to meet some of our new neighbors.” She spoke without kneeling or bending over so my head was well below her crotch and her bulge. “I need to get ready and you should try on that adorable new outfit that was just delivered!” She was referring to a custom order she’d put in the day before. The outfit in question resembled a sailors uniform. It wasn’t quite the mock outfit that parents put on their children, minus the hat and scarf it would pass for formal attire, but I was still hesitant. Max noticed this, she bent her knees and squatted before me. “Please? It should fit you and you’d look so cute!” She pouted. I could never say no to that face. 

“Alright, alright. Just for you.” I relented. 

“Yay!” Max squealed and stood, clapping her hands. “We should try to leave in the next half hour, I’ll be out in a bit!” With that she bounded to her room and shut the door. “No peeking!” she yelled from the other side. I sighed and entered my room.

I was perplexed as I tried to get dressed. Max had said that she had the outfit custom made to fit me but it was too big, a fair bit too big. I spent a few moments puzzling until I vaguely remembered the previous night. I had spent the second half of the night sleeping in a pool of her precum. I had clearly shrunk even further and a quick measurement proved this. I was down to just three and half feet. I wasn’t upset persay, but something would have to be done. I couldn’t just keep shrinking. If I did and Max kept growing we could rapidly find ourselves in the position of her being too big to safely handle me. The idea that I could get so small that just Max’s mere presence could be a threat caused me to shiver. But for now we were still okay and I had to make do. 

I managed to find a belt and some pins to roll back my sleeves. I put on the scarf and the hat, which insisted on falling over my eyes and walked out to find Max. When she saw me she squealed like a schoolgirl.

“You’re so cute babe! Come here!” She reached down and lifted me up. The speed of the action left me with a slight case of vertigo as I looked into her eyes. She placed a wet kiss on my check and then put me on the kitchen table. “So, how about me?” She twirled in place to show off her outfit. She was wearing an elegant, red, backless dress with a split down her left leg. The dress looked to be painted on so much so that even her abs could be clearly seen through the thin fabric. Her massive cock and balls created a suggestive outline that stretched all the way down to the floor. The dress had extra length to deal with this and
I noticed that her cock was so long that if it didn’t protrude outwards and instead lay vertically it would’ve been longer than her legs. She was wearing a pair of high pumps that must’ve added 10 inches to her height, bringing her well above nine and half feet. Finally her hair was curled beautifully and lay over her left shoulder where it reached down to her collarbone. I was absolutely speechless before her radiance and just stood there with my mouth open.

“That’s the right answer!” She giggled and leaned over to plant a light kiss on my lips. “Come on, let’s head out.” She started for the door, her massive ass amplified by the tight dress. I was able to break from my trance long enough to realize that I couldn't get off the table.

“Uh, babe? Little help?” I held my arms out as Max turned to look back at me.

“Oh! Sorry, I forgot you’re just so widdle now!” She teased as she came back to pick me up. She cradled me in her arms and booped my nose. “Better?” She whispered. 

“Better.” I replied as I wrapped my arms around her neck.

The community center was really more of a bar with a game room attached. As one would expect considering where we live it was populated almost entirely with futas. There were some men, both normal sized and shrunk like me, attached to their partners but it was clear by the scale of the furniture for whom the place was meant. A voice rose out from the crowd as we entered.

“Maxyyyyy! Over here!” The voice had a thick latina accent and as I looked for the source I saw a dark skinned woman waving her hand in our direction. Max brought us over to the bar where the woman was sitting.    

“Hey lorena, getting started early I see?” Max said casually as she took a seat.

“Ah, you know me Maxy, I like to have a good time all the time!” Lorena sang. She must have been over 8 feet tall in her heels and was wearing a shimmering golden dress similar to Max’s. Her long ebony hair swung freely down to her round butt and her perfectly tear dropped shaped breasts were barely covered by the low neckline. “Ohh, and who's this.” She leaned forward to bring her face to mine. I was sitting on the bar top with my legs over the edge, even so she loomed over me. Unsure of how to respond I looked to Max, who nodded warmly. 

“Trevor Smalls,” I said, holding out my hand. “A pleasure.” For a brief moment Lorena was silent before her face broke out in a wide smile. She stepped back slightly and held her hand out before me, dantily like a princess. 

“Lorena Delgado, the pleasure is all mine, little one.” She winked and I took her hand in my own and kissed her fingertips lightly. A single one of her fingers was longer than my entire hand but they were delicate and soft. “It’s so hard to find a man who knows how to treat a lady these days.” Lorena said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. “Maxy, you must tell me how you met.” Max was about to reply when a small voice chimed in.

“Hey! Don’t forget about me!” All three of us looked down to see a small (relatively), asian woman make her way over. I say small but this girl was still nearly 7 feet tall, she only looked small around Max and Lorena. “Max, you didn’t tell me you were coming out tonight!” The girl spoke, she stopped just in front of me. With the 6 foot high counter top I was just about eye level with her. “Oh! Hello! You must be Trevor!” She dipped her head in a brief bow. “My name is Sachiko. I work with Max at the modeling agency.” 

“Nice to meet you.” I said and once again held out my hand. Sachiko took my hand in hers, swallowing it completely and gently shook. She was wearing a more conservitive tan blazer over a black dress. Even so, her substantial breasts created a large valley of cleavage well within view. 

“Well the gang’s all here!” Max said happily. “I wanted you all to meet my boyfriend since he’s going to be living with me.” Sachiko gasped lightly and covered her mouth.

“So you are living in that large home together? That must be quite hard for you Trevor, being so small!” I chuckled lightly at the comment. 

“It has its challenges but it’s all worth it to be with Max.” I smiled up at Max’s beaming face. 

“Well aren’t you just precious!” Lorena gushed. “Max you need to tell me where you found this man so I can grab one for myself.” We all laughed at that. 

The four of us spent the next hour or so talking about this and that. I was shocked to see how much Max and the girls were able to drink. I spent the whole time nursing a regular 16oz coke but Max alone must have gone through at least several gallons of beer. Despite all their drinking they never seemed to actually get drunk. A little tipsy sure, but never flat out wasted. Everything was going great and I was finally starting to get comfortable around these gorgeous titans when our evening was rudely interrupted by another patron. 

The man in question, for yes it was a man, didn’t seem to be affiliated with anyone else. I was surprised that a regular member of the public would come to a place like this. He was clearly drunk off his ass the way he was talking. He addressed Lorena specifically from just a few stools down the bar.

“Hey, you….the mexican.” This comment immediately soured Lorena’s face. “You think you’re so hot jus’ ‘cause you’re overgrown?” Our group was silent. I could feel max tense up but Lorena quickly gained her composure and turned to face her assailant. 

“I’m not overgrown pequeño, maybe you’re just undergrown.” She stood to her full height, towering over the man. 

“Haaha, jus’ ‘cause you’re big? I bet I could drink a bitch like you under the table.” Lorena’s eyes flashed mischievously.

“Is that a bet, chico?” As she said this she reached into her valley of cleavage and pulled out a stack of bills. “$200 say’s you’re wrong.” She placed the money on the counter, in front of the man’s beer. He eyed the cash before grinning.

“You’re on princess.” He waved the bartender over but before he could order Lorena stepped in. 

“We’ll have two extra talls please.” The bartender looked down at the man and raised an eyebrow but went to grab the drinks nevertheless. Lorena looked over at me and winked. When the bartender returned she was carrying two massive glasses with thick handles. I whispered over to Max.

“How much is in those?” 

“About six gallons I believe.” She whispered back, trying to hide her grin. 

Lorena took her glass in one hand and raised it in a mock salute to the man. 

“Salud.” she giggled and raised the glass to her lips. The man looked up at her in frozen disbelief, then over to his own glass which looked larger than his entire upper body. 

“Don’t try it.” I whispered involuntarily. But the man was either too stupid or too drunk to utilize common sense. He tried to lift the glass, when that failed he leaned forward and put his mouth on the edge trying to suck the liquid out. Lorena had already finished hers and slammed it down on the countertop, causing the beer in the man’s glass to slosh into his face. 

“Another if you please.” She motioned to the bartender and within seconds was downing a fresh glass. The man had barely made any visible progress with his but was clearly starting to feel the effects. Just as Lorena finished her second drink he twichted, turned, fell off his stool and ran out the bar doors. Through the frosted windows we could see him vomiting on the pavement. Lorena placed her glass down with a satisfied sigh and rejoined our group.

“And that, mi hijo, is how you deal with that.” She grinned down at me. I smiled back. This night had me worried at first, meeting any more futas like Carly was the last thing I wanted. But Max had clearly gotten better at picking her friends. And now having three amazon women to call my own friends. I felt better than ever.     

Max’s Stats.

Height: 8’8.5”

Weight: 641 Lbs

Penis Size: ?? flaccid, 62” erect.

Testicle Size: Small bean bag.