It was the beginning of a new part of my life, as I kissed my wife one last

time and soon she was gone. My wife had succumbed cancer for months, and

despite treatments, nothing could have saved her. When I came home later that

night, Linda was in her room crying out like never before. Her face was all red, with

her tears surrounding her cheeks. Linda is my only daughter and family left. And it

was important to me to take care of her. She is only 17, around the height of 5’7”

and takes more of her mother’s side, while she has the color of my brown eyes

and dark brown hair. I remember from the moment she was born, I told myself

that she was going to be a success, like her father while carrying her own mother’s

beauty. That message nearly went on, as I watched her grow up from this young

infant to this beautiful young lady. For me, my name is Paul Hovel, I’m 45 and

stand at 6’0”, my own ethnicity is of European mix, while my wife was Chinese and

Irish, my daughter was a definite of beauty in breed. I decided I needed to talk to

her, and try to see if I can make her feel better. I walked to her room and began a

conversation:                       

 “Hey”, I said.                       

 “Oh, hi Daddy”, she said while wiping up her tears.                       

 “Are you okay, sweetie?”                       

 “I’m okay, it’s just that…..I miss mom.”                       

 “I do too, honey. But I promise you that, it will get better later okay, it hurts  now. But we have to take it step by step. If you want you can stay home a couple of days.”                       

 “Thanks, but I’ll be okay.”                       

 I hugged her, which lasted for some time. I knew from this point and on, that this

struggle was only the beginning. Some weeks after, as I was busy doing my daily

readings, I felt this strange craving for something to eat. It was like as if I didn’t

eat anything for an entire week. I wander to the kitchen, and opened the

refrigerator, I looked upon and see only some leftovers, Chinese take outs, and

pork chops. I couldn’t figure out what to eat. Just then Linda came home, as her

keys unlocked  the door and she has some bags in her hand.                       

“I’m home.”                       

 “Oh, hey sweetie, how was your day?”                       

“Pretty good, some of my friends cheered me up, and I talked to people about stuff and well it just made me feel a whole lot better.”                       

“That’s good, that’s good. I’m really glad that your, we’re getting back to our lives.”                       

“Me too, anyway I’m going to shower right now.”                       

“Okay.”                        

 Linda just placed her bags on the table and went up stairs to the bathroom, for

me I notice something smelling quite wonderful in one of those bags. So I walked

to the table and started looking in the bags, to find that sweet tasting smell. It

turns out that Linda bought food on her way home, and when I found it, it was a

turkey leg covered in this odd coloring, yet sweet looking sauce. I thought maybe

she wouldn’t mind if I had a piece and so I went back to the kitchen opened one

the cupboard and found a fork and a knife. I then cut a piece of the turkey meat

and ate it. My, my, it was hell of a good taste. I then put the turkey leg back into

the container and tried covering where I cut the piece of the meat with more of the

sauce, and then put it back in the bag. Like nothing happened. From a philosophy

that I learned once about trying to hide something like it never happened. I learn

that while you can pretend nothing ever happened before, it will always come

around and create a big consequence. The consequence, I’m facing can be from a

minimum to high and very expensive price, it was only a matter of time, until I had

to pay.

            After eating a piece of the turkey leg, at an instant I was full. It was so weird. One

minute, I felt like craving for an entire buffet, and now I was as full as any other time I

was actually stuffed with food around me. That’s when something weird started

happening. I felt sick. And so I immediately ran into the bathroom, the downstairs

bathroom and opened the toilet. I felt like vomiting, but I didn’t, I just kept putting my

head in the toilet in case I had to. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. It was Linda.

            “Umm daddy, are you alright in there?”

            “Yeah, I’m fine honey. I’m okay.”

            “Just want to make sure, you sound a bit funny?”

            She then left, that’s when it happened. Her footsteps were echoing hard in my

head. All of a sudden my ears went into overdrive, like I was Superman with super

hearing. I tried covering my ears, but it hurt so much after, that I thought my ears were

actually bleeding at the worst. I looked into the mirror, and yet I looked fine. I then tried

to talk, but my voice apparently sounded like a child’s voice a bit, yet it was still me

talking. I couldn’t understand what is happening to me. Maybe if I sleep, I’ll feel fine

tomorrow. Yes, that’s it; it’s already almost 9 anyway. A goodnight’s sleep should make

me feel better, I guess I’m just taking my wife’s death so easily now, that maybe I

overtook it too personally. I admit that I did try to bottle up the emotions, but I talked to

people, and I learn to move on with my life. I could see a psychiatrist tomorrow, and

explain to him or her if there are things that maybe bothering me, that’s a good idea I

thought.

            I then went into my room, and changed into my pajamas. I went to the bathroom

and started brushing, that’s where I found Susan. Right there on the cup was my wife’s

toothbrush, and beside that her make-up kit. I couldn’t think of the time what should I

actually do with Susan’s personal belongings, I couldn’t be disrespectful on throwing

them away. But I didn’t actually want to touch it, yet. No, I said. I have to give these

things away, maybe Linda would want her mother’s things or, I don’t know I’ll have to

think about it a while until I can actually decide. As soon as I was finished brushing my

teeth and washing it out with mouthwash, I headed back into the bedroom, I was getting

tired, and it seems that headache and hearing problem were already starting to heal. The

moment I opened the door, I found Linda sleeping in my bed, she was fast asleep holding

her favorite teddy bear, which I gave her on her 4th birthday. I decided it would be okay

for her to sleep with me for the night, I mean she is my daughter. She was still upset a bit,

and so was I a bit, also. We needed some comforting more than ever, if we wish to

resume back to our old lives. I got in to bed and kissed Linda on the forehead, as I too

drifted off to sleep.

I woke up the next morning, I felt great. Like, I won the champion heavyweight

title of the world. I notice that Linda already left, since it was Friday. I never felt more

alive. But after I got out of bed, notice something weird now. I use to stand at 6’0”, but

why do I feel a bit shorter. It’s like I lost my height around an inch or two. I decided to

measure myself, so I picked up the measuring tape and measured myself assuring like. I

stand at 5’8”, my god what happened to my height? Am I really losing it now? My god, I

needed to do something. All of sudden, I got a phone call which scared me straight as I

jumped up. I answered:

            “Hello.”

            “Hey Paul, are you up?”

            “Yeah, John I’m up.”

            “Well, I sort of got bad news for you.”

            “What is it?”

            “Well, Mr. Luciso today told me he has to let you go.”

            “Wait what, I’m fired.”

            “No, it’s just that he said that, well he had to let you, Rove, and Nancy go.”

            “My god, first my wife died, than I lost my job, and now I’m going insane.”

            “I’m sorry, Paul. But if you want I can help you find another job.”

            “No, just let Mr. Luciso know to give me my last paycheck by the end of the

week, and well I’ll be looking for a new job in about two weeks or so.”

            “Alright, Paul I really am sorry.”

            He hung up afterwards; I actually don’t know what to tell Linda anymore. She

does have financial aid when she’ll go to college and a part-time job. But still, I needed to

help her, protect her. It’s not right to see her struggle, because of my own fault. I had to

help her out some how; I decided that maybe I needed to do some yard work, to think

about what to do. I got dressed in some work athlete clothes; it’s weird how my clothes

feel a bit looser. I then settled myself outside and pull out some weeds. Afterwards, I then

began mow the lawn, which took me about twenty minutes, while mowing. My neighbor,

Daphne Carrington just waved to me as she pulled out of her driveway in her car,

probably going shopping, and so I waved back.

            Daphne was a 38 year old single mother, to a 17 year old daughter, name Julia.

She and my daughter have been friends ever since they moved in to the neighborhood.

Daphne really helped me get through my wife’s death in the past days, as she too faced

this situation when her husband and son died in a car accident, four years ago. I thought

maybe if I were up to it, maybe I should ask her out to dinner, but I thought it’s just too

soon. I didn’t want Linda to think, that I was trying to find her a replacement mother, it

wasn’t right and it didn’t feel right, not yet anyway. I just needed someone to talk to, who

I can connect to this, and what I’m feeling.

            I’ll probably stop by later and talk to Daphne about my situation. I decided now,

to clean up the garage, and throw out some old boxes. As I began cleaning up, by lifting

the boxes, another of the weird factors came to me again. The boxes feel heavier than

when I lifted it. I tried lifting the box with my legs, but they were swelling up too

quickly. Instead, I just pushed the boxes down to the recycling bins. It didn’t necessarily

take long, but it was hard work since I couldn’t lift the heavy boxes. I couldn’t figure out

one bit why I couldn’t the boxes like before. I must have lifted boxes that were twice this

heavy, and yet I barely lift it up to my knees. I felt that strange feeling again, that I had

yesterday with the hearing problem, squeaky voice, and today’s height shrinkage and

declining strength. I made a joke about it right now thinking, its reverse puberty. I

laughed and laughed, until my voice changed again. I placed my hand into my mouth and

quickly went back into the house as fast as I can.

            I went back inside, and discovered I’m shorter now; I must be at least 5’6” and

inch shorter than Linda. How could this be? You don’t automatically lose height to four

inches in one day. Unless you have some sort of disease in your body that damages your

bones. I felt so lightheaded now. What was I going to do now? Everything was getting

worst by the minute. What am I suppose to do? Can Linda……… do anything to help

me, possibly?

I felt like I had a lot of nausea going in my bloodstream. Why me? Why is this

happening to me? There wasn’t anything I did that made me deserve this. I’m a good

father and husband. By God, please tell me why do you set forth this chain of events

upon on me? It just seems that the only thing now to do is to just lose all hope, in

everything. Since it seems I lost it all now. And so I just sat here on the floor of my

bathroom. I don’t know what is happening to me, and I don’t know what to do to stop it.

Susan was gone; she couldn’t help me at all anymore to do this. A tear finally dropped

down, I was crying. It was the first time in ten years that I cried because of myself. Get it

together, its okay. I can do this. I have to, just think what will happen if you lost yourself

in your personal doubt. Linda would not only lose her mother, but her father as well. I

have to be strong. But what can I do now? I wonder what Linda would think of her father

now?

            ~Linda~

            I couldn’t help but think about my father all day. He seemed to be a bit upset, for

a different reason. I know that he didn’t show it. But I guess it was some sort of girl’s

intuition I guess.

            It was 11:00 a.m.

            School would be out, and Spring Break would begin. Everything in my life was

changing fast, and I had learned to accept it, if I want to be strong and move on. My

mother taught me that, and it was those encouraging words that helped me a lot, to get

through my own pain, when she died. I had my friends, Julia and Beth help me

understand the meaning also. They would be sleeping over my house somewhere along

the week. My father probably wouldn’t mind, but still I always need to ask him. Just to be

the good daughter. But I’m not really anything like my dad that much, he can easily move

on when things go wrong, but for me it takes a while, usually from a couple of days to

weeks. But I was able to heal quickly though, as I grew up. I notice now that I was

slacking off, during 4th period. I checked my watch.

            It was now 11:45.

            Lunch would start in five minutes. I guess time sure flies by when you got a lot of     

curiosity in mind, but still I have this strange feeling that my father needed me. I could

call him in my cell phone at his work, maybe to see if he’s okay. That sounds like a good

idea. The bell rang, its lunch time. Time to eat!

            I met up with Julia and Beth in the cafeteria, they both got the same lunched, a

chicken salad with a side of bread and butter, and water. For me, I got a pasta meal with

milk and vanilla pudding dessert. It was typical of me to buy my usual lunch at least once

or twice a week, but most of the time; I just made sandwiches from home. My mother use

to do this for me when I was a little girl, but I learned eventually when I was 8 and 9. I

even made sandwiches for my dad at one point, which was kind of fun. I was reminded; I

have to call my dad.

            “Hey, girls I’ll be back okay. I have to call me dad, be back in a sec.”

            “Alright”, said Beth.

            “Julie don’t eat my pudding.”

            “Whatever.”

            Julia love to eat desserts, but at the same time she was afraid of gaining weight,

most of the time when I leave she sometimes take my dessert and eats it, which sort of

annoys me. But I got uses to it. I walked down the hallway, until I ran into Jeff.

            “Hi, Linda. How you doin?

            “Hi Jeff. I’m fine.”

            “Hey listen, I’m sorry about your mom and stuff.”

            “No it’s okay. I was able to keep strong, you know.”

            “That’s cool, that’s cool. It’s just that well we’ve been talking for some time, and

well…I know this is sort of too soon for you, but would you want to watch a movie with

me somewhere next week I guess.”

            “Oh, uhh Jeff. I think that sounds really great, but… I’m sort of not up to it right

now. It is sort of too soon.”

            “I understand. But you know, when your ready let me know when you feel like it,

okay?”

            “Okay, thanks Jeff. I’ll talk to you later okay. I have to call my dad right now.”

            “Okay, see you later at 6th period.”

            If I didn’t know, I say that Jeff was persuading me to go out with him. But then it

wasn’t the first time anyway. Last year, at least four boys, I know tried asking me out, but

I had to let each of them down, since I wasn’t ready for a relationship yet, anyway. I

couldn’t really handle drama, like the ways most of my other friends told me about their

relationships. But besides that, only one of the four boys did at one point try to rape me.

It was the scariest experience I had faced in my life. But luckily I was saved by Jeff that

day, that’s how I got to know him. Jeff was my age, around 6’1”, mixed with white and

Asian ethnicity. I thank Jeff everyday for saving me, but at time I do feel some tendency

to see if I was ready to go out with him. It was all of a question, which I kept asking

myself. But now is not the time.

            I just went into the girls’ bathroom, which was pretty much empty. Hardly

anybody did their business at lunch, but rather afterwards or before. But anyway, I dialed

the number of my dad’s office. I knew that at the same time, he would be eating lunch

also since he gets at least thirty minutes to eat lunch or have a snack earlier. Just then, the

call was answered, only it wasn’t my dad.

            “Good afternoon, this is Vermont Inc.”

            “Um, hello is Mr. Hovel there?”

            “Oh, I’m terribly sorry; Mr. Hovel does not work here anymore? May I ask who

this is?”

            “This is his daughter, Linda. Where’s my father then?”

            “Well earlier, one of his co-workers did call him at his home.”

            “Oh, okay thank you. Bye.”

            I couldn’t believe my dad got canned. I wonder why? I really find it messed up to

see they canned my father, right after my mother died. How messed up is this? Well, I

might as well call at home to see if my dad was feeling okay? I really shouldn’t worry

that much. But still, I can feel that he is maybe hurting himself, in ways that I can feel it. I

have to see for myself when I get home. I decided not to call.

~Linda~

            It was near the end of school, and I feel pretty tired so far. It sucks for me,

because I have to drive home. I pretty much dazed about things, that I remember when I

was younger: elementary school, middle school, Julia and her mother, times I spent with

my dad, and even times I spent with my mother. It was a good feeling. As the bang rang,

I gathered my books, and place them in my backpack as I walk out to my locker. While

walking, I saw a few of my friends that just said hi and bye, and the usual talk to me

when you can.

            I then walked out the door and into my car.  I was about to go in, when I just saw

across from school, a park. There was a little girl playing with her father in the play

structure, and then they were dashing to the swings. I couldn’t help but smile, as the little

girl looked at me, smiled, and waved. I waved back, knowing I saw my own reflection

through her. She really looked like me when I was 6, having those feelings again, really

do take you back. I decided that during Spring Break, I just wanted to spend time with

my daddy. I then got into the car placed the key into the ignition, and I was off. It usually

takes me at least ten minutes or so to get home. I didn’t mind the traffic anyway. It was

only 4:00, I’ll cook dinner tonight, I decided. I was now near the end of the block to my

house.

            ~Paul~ (15 minutes ago)

            What just happened now? I said to myself. I felt like my body was torn at the

worst parts, but now I feel fine. My eyes were blurry; it seems that I was in this room,

where the ceiling extends forever. My eyes then began to focus. I was incomplete shock

that went on forever. Oh my god! What the hell just……..I mean where the hell am I?

What is this place? I looked around to see that everything was now familiar at the point,

and I figured it all out. I’m in my bathroom, only it’s twice my size. But everything isn’t

big, I’ve shrunk!

            Oh dear god, what the hell just happened to me? I kept saying. I was so scared

now, more than ever. I was so scared that, I even began to cry and yell. I was cursing out

like never before. Why me? Why my wife? Why my family? Why me? I don’t get why I

shrunk. Could all that pain really set forth my shrinkage? I was confused now, and scared

as hell. This couldn’t be permanent; no way was I going to spend the rest of my life as a

shrinking freak. Okay, I need to calm down, just breathe. I inhaled and exhaled. Okay,

I’ve got to get it together I said. First things, first I need to know how small I am. Luckily

the measuring tape is here, so I measure myself, standing straight still, holding my hand

right on top of my head.

            I was now 2’8. Jesus, I thought. What am I suppose to do. I must have pondered

for some time, until I came up with a result at least. I needed to Linda to help me at my

least. It’s sort of felt awkward at first, but there wasn’t any choice left. She’s the only one

who can help me now. I couldn’t believe that I was the size of a small child. I couldn’t

even think straight anymore, but I wasn’t thinking like a child. I was more of a lost soul,

who needs to be guided, possibly. I wasn’t prepared to face the outside world, at my

situation. In the same terms to leave the bathroom, I was embarrassed, afraid, angry, and

upset all at once. I had a lot of thoughts of what would it be like if I just went outside

right now.

            They would just think of me as a freak as well. What’s worst was that, what if I

keep shrinking, just like the movie, The Incredible Shrinking Man. I read the book, when

I was very young, and I admit I was a fan and when my father showed me the movie

when I was young, I was so scared at the possibility of being eaten by spider, at that size.

That movie has become a full fantasy come to life. I didn’t want to be killed or eaten by

an insect, or be stepped on. I had a vision now; of what would it be like if I was barely a

millimeter tall.

            I imagined myself, a tiny speck in my living room floor. All around was like a

desert. I yelled out a couple of times, until I felt a trembling earthquake coming. It felt

like an earthquake that would bring the world to its core, if not other worlds could feel it.

I then figured out that I know who it was: Linda.

            “No, Linda. Stop! Please baby, don’t come near me.”

            It was no use; my voice no longer couldn’t be heard to a normal size person, as I

look upon her as a giantess. My own daughter was incredible giantess, from my view

now. I gulped; as I looked upon her…There was no word I can think up now. She was

stomping down from the hallway to the living room, in her black flat shoes. I was now

running for my life, but I knew I’ll never escape her. She was a thousand times my size

and a thousand times stronger. I just had to let it end. But a part of me can’t so I kept

running, for my life until I tripped and fell very hard to the ground of the wooden floor. I

couldn’t move my leg or stand up, I was going to die, as she was stepping closer and

closer to my position. At least if I die, I’ll always be a part of her, even though I’ll be

nothing but a speck of tiny blood in the sole of her shoe that will eventually be dirtied up,

by whatever she steps on. I just closed me eyes, not even hesitating or even flinching. Her

left foot was going to step on me, and I know it, I just let out a yell, and called her name.

She then stomped on me.

            I woke up from that fantasy, it was only a dream. That can never happen, there’s

no way I’m going to let that ugly fantasy be a coming foreshadow of my own fate. I just

have to prepare for the worst, but I know that even the worst can only just be the

beginning of what would be the even more terrible.

            Just then, I heard a slight noise, in the front door, Linda was home. Oh my god!

What am I going to do? I was trembling in fear again. I couldn’t let her see me like this. I

was now smaller, than her. I was child-sized. It’s pretty ironic in an odd way, that I’m the

parent who is now the size of a child, while my own daughter is the size of a mother. This

was the strangest situation, I can ever be in now, and there’s no turning back.

            “Daddy, I’m home.”

~Paul~

            I couldn’t respond back. It was so humiliating; I couldn’t bear to let Linda see me

in my current size now. It was hurting me in the inside; my heart rate was pumping a lot

of adrenaline. I began to sweat, very quickly and desperately. I then went down the floor

to the door, took my cell phone out and put on camera mode. I placed my phone, right in

the crack between the door and the floor, to see if Linda was coming this way. I had to

keep silent, I then saw her, and only by her feet as she walked around the hallway, and

even stopped, looking for me.

            “Dad, are you home? Daddy”, she said.

            I was so nervous now, I couldn’t handle the thought it would be like if she saw me

now. I was also being a voyeur, at the same time. Just watching her like this by her feet,

like some foot fetishist, trying to take a good picture of her feet. I had to get rid of that

thought. Just then, I accidentally pressed the volume button, on my cell phone. It was

loud enough, even for her to hear, which caught her attention straight.

            “Daddy, are you in the bathroom?”

            I couldn’t answer.

            “Dad, I heard your cell phone, I recognized the ring tone anywhere. Are you

trying to hide from me? Please come out, I know what happened about you and your job.

It’ll be okay, like you said. Take it step by step, remember? Please, come out.”

            Those words, I said I remembered, exactly, she used those words to persuade me.

But it was no use this time. I couldn’t take it step by step; it was a leap that was growing,

well shrinking for me. I don’t even know what I’m talking about anymore. I then cuddled

myself into a ball, and began to cry again. I was no longer a man to be a man. I was

pathetic and useless now. Linda then began to open the door, as she used one of her

cards. The door then swung open.

            ~Linda~

            I managed to open the bathroom door, by using one of my cards, but instead of

finding my dad, there was this little boy, in baggy clothes crying. What was he doing

here? And why is he here

            I said, “Oh, my god, hey little… boy. How did you get inside my house through

the bathroom? Are you lost?”

            I was drawing near this kid, he looked familiar, but I couldn’t figure out where.

Did I meet him in the volunteer club? No. I then placed my hand on his back. The

familiar touch was now getting to me. I know that I met this kid somewhere. But what I

don’t understand is how did he get inside, where did he come from? And why is he here?

I then said:

            “Well, can you tell me your name, at least? So I can take you home to your

mommy and daddy?”

            The boy then looked up. I was surprised more than ever in my life as my jaw just

dropped, and I dropped dead.

            ~Paul~

            I couldn’t believe that my own daughter thought I was some little kid, who just

managed to break inside her house and locked himself into the bathroom, because he was

abandoned. I lifted up my face so she can see me. I was completely heartbroken, as she

was in complete shock more than ever, as she backed away and hit the wall with her

back. I was crying even harder, and I felt another tingling pain in myself. Could I be

shrinking again? How small would I be next time? The size of an ant or baby, there was

no time to think about that, Linda completely froze, not turning her eyes anywhere, but

stared at me with her opened eyes. The eyes I gave her.

            “Da, da, Dad, Daddy?”, she said, stuttering.

            “Yes, baby it’s me.”

            My voice was in trance of a child nearly, all squeaky and annoying. I just looked

down, and brought in more tears. She knew it was me. She had felt it. And it was hurting

her, as much it is hurting me.

            “Oh my god, what happened to you?”, she said.

            She was drawing out her own tears fast, as her face turned red and eyes turned

puffy; I just ran up to her and hugged her leg. It was the only point in my height that I can

reach her. She just went down and started to hold me, hug me like I was her son, and

she’s my mother.

            “Please tell me, what happened to you?”

            After half and hour, it was all told. Even though, it was only less of a story to be

told what happened, but I told Linda my thoughts as well, when telling her about the

troubles my body was suffering. After discussing about it, it was best that I shouldn’t

leave the house. It was for the best. I might shrink to nothing at the rate I was, I might

shrink to the next world, the microscopic world, possibly.  Those set of words just gazed

around my head, as I feared it, and was not prepared for the inevitable. Linda and I had

no idea small I would shrink, really. She explained to me, that maybe it was the turkey

leg I ate is causing me to shrink. She said that, it wasn’t meant to be eaten. Of which, I

really couldn’t understand anyway, as she went on, of the real purpose why she bought it.

            That night, I hopped up to my bed, well sort of climbed it anyway. I was thinking

a lot about my life so far. Linda managed to come inside the bedroom.

            “Hi, daddy. Are you okay?”

            “I’m not sure anymore, I’m more confused and afraid now with what’s happening

to us, to me.”

            “We’ll manage somehow. I mean, I’ll take care of you.”

            “I let you down, big time. I’m sorry, I really am, honey I should have never ate

that turkey leg.”

            “Dad, it’s okay. I’ll make sure nothing ever happens to you, and if you do shrink

to a much diminutive size. I’ll still take care of you; I’ll be gentle lifting you, from places.

I’ll feed you whatever you feel like eating. That is if you’ll let me.”

            “Okay. It’s time for bed, now.”

            “Can I sleep with you?”

            “Sure, if you want.”

            Linda just hopped into bed with me, again. Her weight was bouncing me a bit.

But after getting comfy, I felt her arms wrapping around me. Her arms were warm and

soft, like Susan’s. I felt Susan’s touch through Linda, which was the greatest sensational

feeling, I can ever imagine. It really was comforting, to have my daughter hugging me

close to her, feeling her warmth going around my body, securing me, and protecting me.

It was sort of odd, at first to sleep with my daughter, who now is twice, or maybe more of

my size. But then, I began to understand the concept, more and more of this compelling

feeling of my own daughter doing the reversal role of parenting her own father, like a son

or brother. It wasn’t all bad. I was practically enjoying the comfort of being taking cared

of my own daughter. But the odds though were another story, my smile turned to an

instant frown as my thoughts got the best of me. I was going to shrink again. And God

only knows how small I will become after. It’s only a matter of time, but in my case

hours, until I will shrink again. I just hope that I won’t shrink to the point, where I’m

nothing but dust in my daughter’s fingertip, on the coming days.

~Linda~

            Before I fell asleep, I was thinking about dad’s situation now. He lost his job, and

has shrunk to a state, where he must hide himself to the world, he was once known. I just

kept holding him close to me, as he drifted to sleep, peacefully. I didn’t want to let go of

him, not for one second, his head was resting right next to my bosom. I knew that he may

have spread some tears, as I felt them drops on my shirt. I just rubbed his hair gently, and

kissed him in the forehead, like he did to me the other night, when I was sleeping with

him. I thought maybe after, I graduate, I could find another part-time job that pays a bit

more. There was no reason, for us to stay here anymore. I’ll be starting college living in

the campus dorms, until I graduate. It was all too perfect, the way I thought. But I know

that at the same time, there were going to be set backs, but I believe I can do it, and make

through. I had to do it for both myself and the little guy, I mean my father. Hopefully,

though after I move in, I can explain this situation with my friends, when we share the

dorm.

            I let out a little smile and whisper.

            “Everything is going to be fine daddy.”

            I gave him another kiss on the forehead, as I too drifted to sleep, holding daddy in

my arms.

            I woke up the next morning, feeling the sensational feeling as I was holding my

daddy like my favorite teddy bear, last night. I just wanted to squeeze him, but I know

better than that to do that. But I can tell that he pretty much enjoyed, the hugging love I

gave him all night. I smiled practically, like it was a brand new day, as it always is, it

feels like a new tomorrow that just gave me a new chance at everything. But the moment

I opened my eyes fully, I couldn’t feel my dad anywhere, it’s like he was gone. I check

the covers to see if he was anywhere, than the floor if maybe he fell. Just then I felt

something on my shirt, it was moving inside of my shirt like it was sliding. Oh no! It

couldn’t be. Just then the small figure within my shirt fell down to the bed. I was looking

at it directly, it was dad. He was shrunk again!

            “Dad, daddy are you okay? Please speak to me.”

            I began to tap him gently to get him awake; he was so small now, and naked. He

went from child-sized to doll size all in one night. And now, I might have hurt him, when

I was holding him to sleep. I was panicking. Oh, please wake up I kept saying, while

tapping him a little bit harder.

            “Daddy, please wake up. I don’t want to lose you also. Please.”

            I was drawing tears fast, until I saw him move a bit, of which I backed my hand

away. He started to stir, and opened his eyes, and opened his eyes wider. I can tell he was

in a full state of shock, just looking up to me now. I didn’t want him to be afraid of me,

but he seems he was, when he was looking around, to see how small he got now. After

discovering both his new current size and nudity, he couldn’t help but to cover his private

parts, and tried ducking into the covers, and wrapping himself. I thought maybe, I should

give his a piece of cloth to wear, but instead I took a piece paper, and placed it right

beside him.

            “Here you go dad, sorry.”

            He opened the covers and rushed to the tissue, and made some sort of toga like

dress. I giggled a bit, and was excited to see that my daddy is really small. I thought this

was pretty exciting now; I wasn’t really afraid anymore of how small my daddy was

going to be now. I had a very good feeling that his shrinkage will stop at this height. He

then started talking, in this new squeaky voice, which was so cute.

            “Thank you, honey.”

            “My pleasure daddy. Listen are you hungry?”

            “I am a bit.”

            “Okay, well just hop into my hand, and I’ll make us some breakfast, but first I’m

going to measure you.”

            I let my daddy, jump into my hand; he sort of fell at first, but decided to lay there.

He was enjoying the warm feel of my hand, as I walked into the bathroom. I gently

placed him in the counter by the sink, and took out the measuring tape.

            “You’re barely an inch tall.”

            I couldn’t help, but smiled widely and giggled a bit more. My daddy was so cute

at his height, I thought of many possibilities that the two of us can share together now. I

promise myself though, that I was not to do anything, to treat him differently or be cruel

to him. I love my daddy more than any other person in the world, and I promised myself,

I would do anything in my power to protect him now, since he is unable to. But I know

that, right now he is thinking differently in the negative way, as more tears were dropping

from his eyes.

            ~Paul~

            As Linda measured me, I couldn’t help but to look at my own reflection now. She

measured me, of which revealed that I am now 1 inch tall or less. I looked upon the

bathroom mirror, and saw what I saw. A miserable losing man, myself. I failed at

everything now, and that’s what I accomplished so far. I could no longer be the man I

was, and to be anymore. I was small and helpless. Hearing Linda’s slight giggles were a

taunt to me, she was laughing that her father was now shrinking freak, and for me it was a

worst thought, I can imagine. My own limitations have now expanded to the worst point.

I couldn’t bear to see what my future would be come. Would Linda still treat me as her

loving father, like before? Or was I to be her obedient pet? I just hope that if she chose

one answer, it would have a right reason. I just couldn’t stand it anymore, seeing myself

as the parent being babied by my own daughter. I just don’t believe she could handle it,

or at least that’s what I think.

            “Daddy, what’s wrong?”

            “Honey, you’re not going to start treating me any different than I was before. Are

you?”

            “I knew that you were going to ask that question sooner or later. Well, daddy…I

can’t really tell you this but…, things are going to change from now on. I admit, it’s

going to take a lot of time to get use to, but it’s for the best anyway.”

            “What do you mean?”

            “I’m going to start college sooner, or later. And after that there’s no reason to live

here any more, since I’ll, I mean we will be living in the dorms.”

            “We? I’m not going anywhere. I’m staying in this house.”

            “Dad, you know you can’t do that, plus I can’t afford it, anymore as much for

paying for the dorms.”

            I was pouting, which I can tell is really annoying to Linda. I just wasn’t prepared

to leave the house, yet. She planned this out, all night. I was force to live with my own

daughter from now on. It just bothered me now. Was it really a choice? I asked her.

            “Not really. It was more of a choice, I made myself. I’m practically an adult, and I

have to know what has to be done.”

            “YOU’RE NOT THE PARENT, LINDA! I AM. I’M YOUR FATHER. I KNOW

WHAT’S BEST FOR YOU.”

            “Daddy, please don’t holler back at me like that. I’m sorry, but everything is

changing now, and if you don’t act now it’s just going to get worst for you, and for the

both of us. So please, you have to do what I say now. I know it’s absurd, but there’s no

other way anymore. You’re only an inch tall. And I just don’t want to see you get hurt.”

            Linda dropped a tear which hit me and knocked me to my ass. She then lifted me

up with her finger.

            “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

            “It’s okay, you’re right. I’m sorry I yelled at you honey. It’s just that, I seemed to

lose everything instantly now as I never did. I never lost anything in my life, until your

mother died, then I lost my job, then I lost my manhood, and I lost my height. I don’t

want to lose you. You’re my most precious important part of my life, Linda. When you

were very small, all I ever wanted to do after work was to go home, and see you. That’s

the truth. You’re my daughter, you’re a part of me and you’re mother.”

            “I know daddy, but it’s all changed. I know that, somewhere mom is telling me to

do what I’ve got to do. And I know that, she would have agreed to the whole idea, even if

she were alive.

            “You’re right. If it weren’t for your mother’s own strength in thoughts, you

wouldn’t have her strong will. Everyday you turn lovelier, and strong like her I thank her

everyday, for helping out my own struggles, at time.”

            The two of us couldn’t agree more now. I felt strong now, which for some reason,

I didn’t have that feeling I was going to shrink again. That was one accomplishment, out

of many obstacle were going to come. I just ran to Linda, as she placed her hand down, of

which I jumped on, and placed me on her chest.

            “So daddy, what do you want me to cook for you?”

~Paul~

            It took time, and I admit that patience is not one of my best allies. But it was the

only way. It’s been a day and a half, and so far I haven’t shrunk to a much smaller state.

Thank goodness. But still I was stuck at the height of 1 inch, living in a world of normal

size people that are now giants to me. It was dangerous, for me to even go outside, if

Linda is not there. She kept me real close to her, having to ride in her blouse pocket,

jeans or skirt pockets, or her purse. They weren’t necessarily a particular place to rest, but

it wasn’t a place to stay awake either, due to my daughter’s movement when she walks

around. But I have to get use to it from now, since I couldn’t let myself out, and have the

purpose to be stepped on by a normal sized/giant person or be eaten by devouring insects.

It was all too good of nightmare to think of or dream of. The only time I am ever safe

though is with my daughter.

            It was 12:30.

            I was sitting on my daughter’s lap, and we’re watching T.V. Another ironic twist I

say. I looked up at her, and remember a time back then, when I was watching T.V. with

my wife back then. Linda was only 5 years old at the time, I recall. It was late that one

night, but she went up to me, jumped on my lap. She drifted to sleep quickly. I snapped

back to the present instantly as she looked down on me and smiled, as I did vice-versa.

She then started to speak.

            “Hey daddy, my friends are coming over later. So I was wondering, if I could

place you somewhere like when we’re chatting.”

            “Wait what? You’re friends are coming over! Was this by last minute?”

            “Sort of, but I was thinking that maybe later, I have to tell them about my

situation sooner or later.”

            “I don’t think that’s such a good idea. Not yet.”

            “I’m eventually going to need a lot of help if I’m going to take care of the both of

us since I have to work, and plus there are going to be other times where I can’t really

take you anywhere with me, if it’s really important. So…”

            “You’re saying I need a babysitter, is that right?”

            “Don’t think of it as a bad idea. Plus, you can trust Julia and Beth. They would

want to take care of you, also as an opportunity. Julia views you like a father to her. And

Beth has respect for you also.”

            “Really, I had no idea. But, are you sure it’s okay to leave me with them? I don’t

want to be a bother, with them or you.”

            “You won’t, I promise, you’re still my daddy and I’ll always need support for

you, you’re a part of my life and I’m always going to need you to help at times. And with

a little adjustment, and time I’m sure we will all get use to it, as a new part of our lives.”

            “Okay, I’ll give it a shot. Not like there’s much of a choice for me anyway.”

            I couldn’t really tell if I was accepting the thought, or hiding my own denial. The

thought of being babied by teenage girls, while I’m a suitable and matured adult, sounds

humiliating as it is, but I lost most of what I use to be. But, I did have to accept the truth.

I have to believe that my shrinkage was a mere illness, rendering myself disabled, with

no possible cure with the same fact that I’m not dying anyway. The chance at life was

more precious to me now, than ever. I just laid there on Linda’s lap until I relaxed and

soon drifted for an afternoon nap.

            I woke up to find myself inside my daughter’s shirt pocket; while I shifted and

stretched inside, I can hear her voice and others as well. Her friends must have arrived. I

looked up, and saw her above me like she was goddess through the clouds. She was

pretty happy the way she is, and so was I as I then placed my hands to where I can feel

her chest. Her scent aroused me a bit, as I touched her chest, through her cotton shirt. I

saw her looking down at me again. I knew that now was the time to be shown, to be

revealed.

~Linda~

            I looked down at my father, as he was starting to jump up, like he was little kid.

My friends Beth and Julia just kept exchanging words back and forth, until the question

finally popped up, by Beth.

            “So, Linda what’s so important that you asked us to come here?”

            “Well, I sort of need help right now, a lot of help. And I sort of need you girls to

help me. It’s very important that once I show you, that there’s no turning back. I really

need your help more than ever”

            “But what is it, though? Are you okay?”

            “It has to do with me and my father. We’re sort of stuck in a desperate situation.”

            “Linda, please just tell us or show us, the problem? We wouldn’t be here if it

weren’t for you”

            “Okay, I’ll show you.”

            Just then I took daddy out of my shirt pocket, and covered him with my hands.

            “Well, I don’t know how to say this, but my daddy needs as much help and

support, than I do. He shrunk.”

            I just revealed my daddy to Julia and Beth, as their eyes open as wide I had when;

I first looked at him, including their jaws as well.

            “This can’t be, Julia?”

            “Is this really, your…...dad, Linda?

            “Yes.”

            “Oh my god, what happened to him?”

            “He looks kind of cute this way, I wish my daddy was tiny and all?”

            Beth looked overjoyed and excited with the fact my dad was small and helpless;

Julia on the other hand feels the opposite, as she was surprised and upset all at once. Julia

really liked my dad a lot. She viewed him as some sort of stepfather, when her dad and

brother died four years ago, in a car accident. He really did all he can to get her back on

her feet. She thanked him for that. But now, it’s all changed now as she looked upon my

father who is shrunk, to a helpless state, where her help is needed for him to survive, let

alone as he needs mine, especially. I wonder what’s going on her mind…

            ~Julia~

            I couldn’t believe my eyes for one second, my best friend’s father…He’s tiny? I

was so like, what was I been smoking? But then I never smoked, I hate drugs and

cigarettes. Mr. Hovel was small and helpless the way I see it. I have no idea what’s going

on Beth’s mind though. She liked things that were small and easily to carry. She probably

had a lot of thoughts of how to use this situation as an advantage. I snapped back, as I

then moved my head to have a closer look at Mr. Hovel, but in an instance he rushed

back to Linda like a little boy hiding behind his mother, before a stranger.

            “Mr. Hovel? Is that really you?”

            “It’s okay daddy, it’s only Julia.”

            He began to turn around, and only stared up at me. It was sort of awkward, but

then I asked Linda.

            “Can I hold him Linda?”

            “Sure, just be gentle. I don’t want my daddy to get hurt.”

            I left my palm down, of which he climbed in; I carefully lift him up to my face

where I got a better look at Mr. Hovel. I smiled as he tried to stand.

            “Hi.”

            I said, for a second I sounded like a little girl, but quickly he fell down on my

palm.

            “Are you okay, Mr. Hovel?”

            “Yeah, I’m fine.”

            “That’s good. Umm, I’ll leave you down on Linda’s lap.”

            I gently placed him down on Linda’s lap. Where he is quickly grabbed by Linda

and is placed back into her shirt pocket. He popped his head out, to see what’s going to

happen now.

            “Well girls, now that I showed you my dad, you got to promise me, to never tell a

soul about this. I can’t risk losing my father. He’s my only family left.”

            “You can trust us Linda, if you ever need me to baby sit him, just give me a call

okay.”

            “Thanks Julia, well should we all go out then.”

            “Sure, but can I carry your dad since Julia already hold him.”

            “Okay, but only for a while only. Just be careful.”

            “I promise that I’ll take extremely care of your dad too when you busy. You can

always count on me also.”

            “Thanks girls. Dad says thank you also.”

            We were then off to the mall.

            ~Beth~

            Another term, I like to use besides happy is thrilled, I couldn’t believe for one

second at all, that within my hands I’m holding a tiny little man who is none other than

my friend’s father. He was so cute and little, as I carried him out of Linda’s house. Linda

though just kept looking at her father, watching my every move in case I fall or

something like that. I really hope she doesn’t worry that much, I was like being careful

like I was pushing a baby carriage, but soon after walking we got into her car, I carefully

placed the little guy on my lap. I wasn’t trying to do anything to actually hit on my

friend’s father, but he was just so cute down on my lap. Linda was driving since it was

her car, but then she request to her daddy back in to her shirt pocket. I agreed to, but I just

kept staring back at Linda knowing that a little man was inside her pocket, probably

resting or something. I felt another thrill, of a thought I could do with him if Linda left

her father with me.

            ~Paul~

            I had a weird, if not strange feeling around me, when my daughter’s friend, Beth

was holding me. I felt like she was trying to steal me away, like I was some expensive

item in the store. I was thinking of taking another step in precaution, because from what I

ever learned from my mentor when I was a kid is that, a struggle and corruption can only

be caused, by any form of anything, even by the smallest amount. And everyday I feel

that foreshadowing coming closer to me, as it went for the last thirty years of my life.

Could I be something of an object that can corrupt a mind of power? I figured I’m not

really making any sense, it’s all a hoax to what I sense, and yet I can still be considered

blind, if I’m not prepared for anything. I just kept wondering a lot, while I was laying

inside my daughter’s pocket, of random things, even my own past again. I was having

flashbacks here and there. It was really hurting my head, as I then decided to rest inside

Linda’s pocket, as she and her friends decide to go shopping. I just had a lot of curiosity

in my mind, that was just bothering me. But at the same time, it was a call. It was a call to

me, about a warning of my own coming danger. But what could it be? Was I really going

to be in real danger soon?

~Paul~

            Today was the day of another next step in my life, Linda was working today and I

was going to be babysat by her friend Julia. I had no actual feelings or thoughts though of

how I really feel about this, except plain humiliation. But I remember that Linda pointed

out, that if she were to leave me here all alone in the house, she couldn’t take the

heartbreak that I wouldn’t be there waiting for her, if there possibilities that someone

could break in and discover me, or being badly injured by a tall insect or mouse. Even

though there weren’t any rodents that I seen sneaking in the house. She was just thinking

of my own safety and I had to respect that now, since she’s in charge basically. But still, I

do at least expect some rational thinking though, when I have to say something whether

I’m opposing or agreeing.

            9:30 A.M.

            After breakfast, Linda would drop me off to Julia’s house, where she would be

waiting for me in full excitement. Yay, I can hardly wait, I said sarcastically to myself. I

wasn’t ready for this kind of thing, it was fine when I was young, but I’m older and more

of an adult. I was just hoping that Julia would see that, and would respect my every wish.

Linda proceeded to knock on the door, as I lay I Linda’s hand.

            “Good morning, Linda.”

            “Morning, well he’s all yours for the day. Just promise me you won’t lose him or

hurt him.”

            “I promise, now give us a hug.”

            As Linda hugged Julia, I couldn’t help but enjoy this embrace, I felt both of their

love at the same time, but right after they were done, Linda left me right in Julia’s hand,

where I felt the warm touch around me, and the arousing smell.

            “I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Bye, daddy. Be good.”

            I just waved feeling the estranged feeling that my daughter was starting to view

me as I were her child, and less of her father. I was more confused with this thought

going in my head now, as Julia was walking back to her bedroom, while I was sitting in

her hand. Julia then looked down at me and smiled.

            “So how are you feeling today?”

            “Good, I guess.”

            “Well, I’ve got a surprise for you Mr. Hovel. I think you’re going to love it.”

            We proceeded into the bedroom where she carefully dropped me in her bed, as

she opened her drawer. She had a present for me. But why would she go all that trouble

on making me a present, she then headed back to my direction again, and yelled out to

me.

            “Surprise!”

            It was a made home t-shirt and pants, at my size.

            “I figured that maybe you’re a bit tired of wearing that dull toga cloth all the time,

so I made you these cute little clothes for you, and there’s plenty more.”

            I blushed, I thought these were pretty amazing she made me at least three

different t-shirts, and pants at my size.

            “Julia, you didn’t have to go all this trouble for me.”

            “But I wanted to, the moment that Linda showed me to you, I knew that this part

of my life will always go on, and I want to prove to Linda and you, that you can trust me.

I would do anything to protect you, and Linda you know. We’re like family.”

            From my point of view, I know that Julia was nearly dropping tears, how could I

ever doubt her trust? She was as much of a caring person like my daughter. I see her as

my second daughter to care about, as she viewed me as her stepfather too.

            “Julia, it’s okay. Don’t get upset for me. I care about you, as if you we’re my

daughter too. Linda and I never doubted anything about you, it’s just that fear and lost

just gets the best of us, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

            “Thank you, Mr. Hovel.”

            “Please, call me Paul.”

            “Thank you Paul.”

            She smiled again, as she lay down next to me in her bed, and gave me a gentle

kiss on the noggin. I was getting a lot of care and attention to both my daughter and her

best friend now, as it hits me. I was lying down with the clothes scattered around while

Julia was sleeping next to me on her left side. I was no longer afraid of what I would have

thought of her, she was just a kind, sensitive, beautiful, and in my view a gigantic girl

who needed as much support and love as possible. It really hurt her and her mother a lot,

when her father and brother died. I decide to get a little closer, to feel her warmth. As I

approach, I just simply lay down and started to drift to sleep, only to be startled as she

wrapped her brown hair around me. We both drifted to sleep again.

            We woke up in less than an half and hour, I just started to stretch when all of a

sudden she got up, as her hair surrounding me was leaving my position. She yawned a

bit, but she was looking down on me.

            “That was the best nap, I’ve ever had, how about you?”

            “Liked it, liked it.”

            “Well its 11:00, we have the whole day until Linda comes back, what do you feel

like doing?”

            “I’m not sure. Whatever you feel like doing.”

            “Well, I feel like going out, maybe shop around.”

            “Okay.”

            4:30 P.M.

            It was a pretty long day so far, most of the time I was riding either in Julia’s purse

or her jean pocket. But she did most of the walking so I couldn’t blame her, we must have

went to at least fifteen to twenty different clothes, shoes, and jewelry stores all at one

mall, but we eventually got hungry right after, so she bought a spaghetti meal, with a side

of salad and diet cola. I was then placed on the tray so I could eat a little also, as I ate a

piece of the pasta and salad. It was pretty good meal, as I got full too quickly.

Afterwards, we we’re off to look around more. She must have spent at least over $ 200

worth of clothes and other accessories, as well as getting me a gift or two for Linda, and

me. We later left, and got back to her house around 5, since Linda gets off at 5:15. I

admit spending the day with her, made me feel more at home since I had the chance to

know the girl, even better than before. We basically relaxed, and watched T.V. until, the

door rang. Julia carefully set me down on the table, as she walked to the door. Linda was

back.

            ~Linda~

            5:20 P.M.

            After another day of finishing today’s work, I was just going to relax once again,

and spend time with daddy after I picked up him from Julia’s house. But then, I thought

of an idea. Tonight seems like a good night for a sleepover. And plus I got the rest of

spring break to do anything with my recent paycheck, since I’m not working until

Thursday and Sunday. I got into my car and started to drive off again, I thought maybe if

Julia and Beth wouldn’t mind, we should all spend the day out of town and into the big

city for the day. It would be so much fun, plus it would relax both daddy and me to do

something to jolt our lives. Mom would have wanted us to do so, I had to think she was.

            “Thank you mom, Daddy and I love you.”

            It seemed perfect. I managed to pull up into the drive way in my house, and

proceed to Julia’s house right after I got out of the car. I then knocked on the door.

~Paul~

            Linda was at the door and greeted Julia.

            “Hi.”

            “Hi, what’s up?”

            “Everything’s fine. Come in, he’s in the coffee table.”

            And so as Linda walked inside the house, she found me as she looked down at

me. I was so happy to see her, like I was waiting for her for my whole life, as I rushed

and jumped up and down for her to pick me up.

            “Hi daddy, how was your day with Julia?”

            “Pretty swell honey.”

            “That’s good.”

            Julia was then opening one of the bags that she bought for Linda as she gave it to

her.

            “You’re going to love it.”

            “Oh my god, Julie this is so sweet.”

            “Thanks.”

            While the girls we’re exchanging gifts, I couldn’t help but stare at Linda, she was

becoming more and more like her mother every day now, she was growing strong like her

with my will within her. It was a chance that I was glad to experience as a father; she was

no longer my little girl anymore, but only in my heart she was. But in my case it was

some strange view to actually believe. But it wouldn’t matter in any way, whatsoever.

Linda then grabbed me and kissed me over a dozen of times. She was just happy to see

me, she would always be happy to know that I as her father would love her no matter

what. She was becoming more like me, her father’s daughter. Oh, Susan. I thank you for

giving us our most precious person, our beautiful daughter.

            Just then, someone was knocking on the door.

            “I’ll get.”

            Julia walked to the door, where I heard a familiar voice again. But all of a sudden,

my sense of comforting and love has turned into fear in an instant. It was Beth. Why do I

have a strong feeling that she was going to do something horrible to me? She couldn’t

hurt me; she’s one of my daughter’s best friends. I tried relaxing as I sat down on Linda’s

lap, but when I did I started to uncontrollably shake, like I had a seizure. What is

happening to me? Could I be shrinking again? It can’t be, this was different, I was feeling

a sense of fear that a man could not stand for his life. I started to yell up to Linda.

            “Linda, sweetie? I don’t feel so good for some reason. Could we go home?”

            “Daddy, is there something wrong? I feel you shaking around my lap. Are you

okay?”

            “I’m not sure, but can we go home? I’m just not feeling well right now. Please?”

            “Okay, just wait a second. Hey Julia, I’m going home right now, but I’ll give you

a call around 7 tonight okay.”

            “Sure, bye Linda.”

            “Alright let’s go home.”

            Linda gathered her things that Julia bought her, and as she placed me in her

pocket. We were going home. I was feeling a whole lot better now, after we left Julia

house now, I just relaxed insider Linda’s shirt pocket again, feeling and smelling the

sweet arousal of my daughter everywhere. It was the safest place I can actually call home

also, as I listened to Linda’s heartbeat also. I gave her that heart, every part of her body.

From head to toe was a gift that her mother and I gave her. Her mother and I gave her

life, as she was giving mine now. We were finally back home safe and sound, after

another long day, with many more to come. I have to control my fear though, if another

tension like this happens again. But I wonder why, this happens all of a sudden when

Beth is around? I question this, even after Linda took me out of her pocket and placed me

in her bed.

            Linda then went to the living room, I had a feeling that tonight we our going to

have some guests over tonight.

            ~Linda~

            After I placed my daddy in my bed, I then called Julia. It was getting pretty

lonesome at home now, with only my daddy and me. And I thought it would be a great

idea if we could just do something, take some time off, and have fun. The phone was then

picked up.

            “Hello.”

            “Guess who?”

            “Oh hey Linda, wassup?”

            “Well, I was thinking that since your mom is out of town, would you want to

come over for a sleepover and then do something tomorrow?”

            “Alright, just let me call my mom first, and I’ll let you okay?”

            “Sure. Call me back okay.”

            “Alright.”

            After she hung up, I went back to the room to check on daddy. He was fast asleep,

just dreaming away. I ruffled his hair a bit, until the phone rang again. I quickly sprint

across the room to pick it up.

            “Hello Linda.

            “Yeah?”

            “My mom says it’s alright, I’ll be over in about twenty minutes, and Beth will be

coming in about an hour, and I’ll tell you, she’s pretty damn lonely if we leave her.”

            “Okay, well I’m about to order some pizza, what would you want?”

            “Anything as long as there mushrooms.”

            “Alright. See you in a few.”

            ~Beth~

            I couldn’t wait to see Linda’s little man again. It was all I could have think ever

since Linda showed her father to us. He is such an adorable little thing, I just wanted to

pick him up and take him home with me and never let him go. There were a number of

possibilities I could do with the guy, if I kept him. My family is primarily indifferent as

they we always been. It was just me, my little fourteen year old sister Katie, and my

mom. My dad left us when I was 8, and the last time I saw him was about a year ago,

when he saw me again for the first time again. He basically stopped by one day afternoon

and talked to me about what he has been doing and later told me he has a fiancée. I never

really understood my dad when I was little, I never did had an actual male model to look

up to, ever since my dad left. But he left us for one reason, his drinking habit. He told me

that he had been suffering a lot, and didn’t want to hurt me, mom, or Kate. He couldn’t

take it anymore afterwards and decided to leave us, to get help. That was the last time I

saw him, until he showed up to me one day. But that was history.

            I gathered my things and was ready to go to Linda’s house for the sleepover. I

can’t wait to see Linda’s father in his cute bundle state again, it’s just something I’ve

been dreaming of since I was 7. I always did fantasize of men being small, and me being

a giant to them, picking them up, and smothering them like a little baby. It’s just so cute

to what I thought. I’ve always did believe that someday, there will be tiny people, that I

can scoop up with my hand. That day was now. I was ready to live my fantasy.

~Paul~

            I woke up with another take of the feeling again, the fear tension. What is going

on is what I was guessing, but the real answer was coming soon enough. Beth was

coming over, but this time she might do something to me that will scare me at the rise. I

was starting to shake like hell, now. I had to call in Linda.

            “Linda!”

            I yelled out her name, but she couldn’t hear me. I heard her speaking on the phone

from the living room, something about ordering a large pizza with mushrooms. That just

cleared things now. Linda was planning a sleepover, an obvious initiative to enjoy the

spring break. Yet, I feel that I have to fear for my life again, but why now or why here? I

was starting to get use to my new life at this shrinkage state, but now I have the fear all

over again, like I was going to shrink to infinite. I called Linda again, yelling more loud

and clear.

            “LINDA, HONEY COME HERE…”

            “JUST A MINUTE DADDY, I HEARD YOU.”

            She finally heard me, I had to tell her what was happening to me so the both of us

can figure out why. But before that can happen, there was a knock on the door, I had the

fear tension all over me. Beth was here and I had to hide, I can’t let her see me, just

looking into the girl’s eyes to see if she had a sickening plot to with me at her will.

Would she really kidnap me, or just use me like a toy? That question mark was just a

haunting to my own fate, as if I were putting the entire world, or possibly the universe in

jeopardy. But before the answer came, it wasn’t Beth who came in, it was only Julia. I

cooled off, as I saw her figure come through the door, as her shadow overcast me.

            “Hi, Little Paul”

            “Hi.”

            Linda then came in, and said…

            “So what’s wrong daddy, are you okay? Oh before I forget to tell you Julia and

Beth are going to sleepover for the night and tomorrow we’re heading into the city just

for fun.”

            “Oh, I see well umm, I sort of need to talk to you alone, just for a second.”

            “Alright, Julia, I hope you don’t mind…”

            “No, it’s okay Linda. I needed to use the bathroom anyway. Be back soon, I’m

just going to change.”

            Julia then proceeded into the bathroom, leaving me and my daughter alone again.

I just had to tell her what was wrong with me, so she can be precautious as well.

            “Linda, honey, there’s something wrong with me, or at least that’s what I think.”

            “What is it? Oh my god, are you shrinking again.”

            She was drawing tears, but I told her.

            “No, I’m not shrinking.”

            “Oh, thank god. I didn’t want you to shrink to the point where you’ll be the size

pencil tip.”

            “No, it has to do with your friend Beth. Or at least that’s what I think.”

            “What’s wrong? Did she do something to you?

            “No, but I’m afraid she will. You see I have this fear tension or shaking when I’m

around her or if I sense her. Something sort of like a foreshadowing, a sense, or

something, I don’t know.”

            “What are you trying to say? Are you afraid of Beth, or if she might do something

horrible to you?”

            “I know it sounds crazy, but I sort of do believe it might happen. So I was

thinking that maybe for the night, that I should stay close to you or Julia.”

            “Oh daddy this so silly, you can trust Beth. I think the problem is just you don’t

really know Beth like we do. You need to chill with her, so you can understand more

about her. And in that way she’ll know you a lot better also.”

            “Maybe you’re right. But still, can I just stay close by you or you watch me, in

case.”

            “Sure. Julia and I will always be here to protect you. And I’m pretty sure Beth

will watch you also.”

            “Okay.”

            I let out a long exhale, before I can relax. But relaxing was way in the bottom of

my list. But I had to try at least. Linda placed her hand and lifted me out, as she walked

into the living room. The doorbell rang all of the sudden. I assumed it was Beth only to

be wrong at it revealed to be none other than the pizza guy. Linda paid the pizza guy plus

tip, closed the door, and brought three large pizzas into the room, next to me. Just the

smell of good pizza just made me drool. Linda then called to Julia to come over. But just

then someone else knocked on the door, this time it was Beth.

            ~Beth~

            I was back at Linda’s house, and I managed to see the pizza arrive after the guy

who dropped them off drove off. I couldn’t wait, I couldn’t wait. Tonight and tomorrow

were going to be the days, where I can be close to the little man, also known as Linda’s

dad. Oh, I definitely had some plans that I want to do, after Linda and Julia drifted off to

sleep. I just had to make sure to keep up with stealth so I won’t wake up the girls.

            Linda then opened the door and greeted me, we exchanged hugs and I went inside

to see Julia talking to him, while eating pizza. I know that tonight was going to be a long

night. I was going to make sure, that I gave the little guy all the treatment he wishes.

            “Hi Beth. Come and join in.”

            “Oh, yes. Hey Mr. Hovel.”

            “Hel-lo Beth…”

            “How are you feeling?”

            “Umm… ookk…ay… I-I gue…ss…”

            “Are you feeling okay, your stuttering?”

            “I’m… fine, real-ly.”

            I had some early suspicion that he may be afraid of me, but I thought that was

pretty odd, why would a tiny guy his size be scared of little old me, as I said in my mind

with giggle I swallowed. I eventually just tapped Mr. Hovel in the head, with my finger

and gave a slight giggle.

            ~Paul~

            It was odd for me, to see that maybe Beth was trying to flirt with me or

something. I didn’t think it was right at all, with me at my age and her at so young. I

recently lost my wife and I was hoping to get my life back in line, until I shrank. It was

another obstacle I faced, and now with Beth here. There was another obstacle that was

even hard for me to do at all. I couldn’t accept that fact one bit, otherwise I would lose

everything I was taught, my manhood, even Linda, if I let Beth do this to me. I just know

by the later hours she’s going to do something to me, and I was sure is hell that I ain’t

going to enjoy what’s coming.

            Linda then came by, and picked me and placed me on her lap. She had at least

two slices of one pepperoni pizza and the other mushroom.

            “Are you hungry? Did you have at least one bite?”

            “No, I haven’t.”

            “Here daddy, you can share mine, just don’t step on it.”

            I just ripped out a piece of cheese, with a tad of sauce and started to eat. The piece

I took was nearly as big as my head, but it was warm and I pretty much enjoyed eating

pizza again. I hadn’t had pizza for at least two years prior. It was good to get that taste

again in your mouth.

            10:30 P.M.

            We were in Linda’s bedroom as the two hours have passed, and the girls were just

chattering away with girl talk. They talked about what are we going to do tomorrow,

boys, the senior prom coming, colleges, graduation, and even me. I over heard the girls,

talk about how taking care of me is a new obligation, they said that I was to be treated

with special care like I was a pet or something, but I managed to hold the insult. I just

laid down in Linda’s bed as they talked, but I still was listening to their conversation.

Linda told the girls, how much it would difficult it would be if she took care of me by

herself, as she stated that Beth and Julia will have to take shifts every now and then to

baby sit me, be kept at a minimum time. I understand that Linda was doing everything

she can do, if I only I can return that favor. I felt useless more than ever. I realized now

that I didn’t want to hear this, it was hurting me inside. I just shifted and walked up

Linda’s pillow, and found a comfortable position to rest. I had no reason to listen about

what’s going to happen to me in the coming future, it just was just hurting me.

            “Oh, Susan. I wish you were here.”

~Beth~

            He was sleeping so peacefully there, I just couldn’t help but stare at Mr. Hovel

cuddled in his tiny form, drifting off. He looked even cuter than ever. I had to wait a

while until, I can have my chance. Probably around 1 or 2 A.M., I’ll wake up, and

carefully take him to his room. I was definitely prepared.

            A couple hours after, Julia, Linda, and Mr. Hovel were fast asleep, it was ten

minutes pass one. It was now or never, I thought. I started to rub my eyes, until I

carefully stand up, on top of my sleeping bag, and carefully tip-toed to Linda’s bed.

There he was still sleeping so peacefully in Linda’s hair. I carefully slipped Mr. Hovel

into my hand, and tip-toed out of the bedroom, until I reached the master bedroom.

Luckily, I was able to use my flashlight, so I couldn’t wake anybody. I carefully placed

Mr. Hovel into his bed. He barely flinched at all, when I carried him out like a pillow. I

then proceeded into the bathroom I had a bag inside that I placed earlier. He was

definitely in for a surprise. I quickly changed into a black string bikini, and black

ballerina flat shoes. Afterwards, I walked out of the bathroom and into the cold bedroom,

where I then, gently laid down next to Mr. Hovel in the bed, so he can wake up to see my

bellybutton of my stomach. I kept smiling as I decided to shake it up in bed a little so I

can get him to wake up. I definitely didn’t want him to sleep through all this.

            He would later find himself in his position, when he wakes up. Suddenly, he

started turning, oh my god! This was so exciting, eventually he started to open his eyes, I

can tell that the moment he my stomach, he was saying the typical what-the-hell-is-that?

in his own mind, probably. He then started to walk towards by belly, to probably feel it.

He is for sure, in one hell of a surprise.

            ~Paul~

            I was starting wake up for some reason, I felt somewhat unadjusted to where I

resting in, plus I didn’t feel warm around Linda’s hair. For some reason it felt like my

bed, but how? I started to stir to feel my surroundings, and opened my eyes. Where was

Linda? And where the hell am I? I was staring at what looked like a bellybutton, my eyes

then went down a direction, from the belly to women’s panties and onwards to tasting

looking legs and to some black ballerina flats. I then looked backwards the other way; it

was most shocking to who I was looking at, and my position.

            “Beth?”

            “Hi, Paulie, my little baby.”

            “What are you doing? What the hell is going on?”

            “Something, I’ve always wanted to do since my dad left me.”

            “What?”

            Beth then started lust in the bed as she laid on her stomach and was staring me

eye to eye, with her hands on her chin.

            “I want to play with you Paulie.”

            “That’s Mr. Hovel young lady, now stop it this instant.”

            “No, I won’t stop.”

            “Your in very big trouble young lady. What you’re doing is wrong to me, wrong

to you, and everything about it is vile.”

            “But I’m not doing anything.”

            “You’re trying to seduce me.”

            “No, I said want to play a game with you. Trust me you’re going to love it.”

            Right after I backed away a few steps, Beth grabbed me, as she got up, and placed

me down the floor. She then went to the door and locked it, and placed the key right

inside her panties. I started to run somewhere, anywhere to get away from her. But then

she stopped me right in my tracks with her right foot right in front of me. It was mass

colossal to what I viewed, and then looked upon her figure. She was a giantess, a very big

giantess.

            “Ah, ah, the game hasn’t started until, I tell you the rules.”

            “I AM NOT PLAYING YOUR GAME. NOW GET ME BACK TO LINDA

AND PUT ON SOME CLOTHES.”

            I felt the tremendous of her being as she lifted her flat and then stomped on the

ground which caused me to fall and hit my head on the skin of her foot.

            “Well whether you don’t want to play it is out of your hands or size now. Now

this is just a pretty simple game, I chase you and stomp around to stop you like this was

Jack and the beanstalk. But the moment you stop and hit my foot, like you just did when I

stomped. I win, but it must happen at least three times. I only lose if I stepped on you on

purpose. But if you manage to escape me or avoid my feet at all cost, then we go back to

bed. If you manage to hide somewhere, then that’s just a new level of the game”

            “This is insane, please Beth don’t this. I admit I’m helpless, but it doesn’t mean

you can do whatever the hell you want with me.”

            Her laughter roared around me, she knew my plea was worthless to any idea I

had. I might as well play along, since it was my only chance to get back with Linda.

            “Ready, go!”

            I started running towards one direction, but her left foot was coming to where I

was heading, so I then pace the other direction towards under my drawer, but she was

quicker then what I could ever think of, she was ahead of me by a second. I then started

running towards the under part of my bed, but her left foot stopped my tracks again.

            “This is getting exciting, keep running little man.”

            Her slight giggled intimidated me at worst, I just kept running somewhere,

anywhere but again her foot stopped me right at my tracks, this time I fell and slid, as I

hit her foot.

            “Strike one. Keep going maybe you’ll get lucky.”

            I quickly got up, and started running at the direction to the second drawer until her

foot hammered down, and I hit the skin of her foot with my teeth.

            “Oh, are you alright. For a second I thought you were trying to bite my foot. The

game’s not over. Strike two.”

            I couldn’t take much more of this, I realize I had to out smart her, maybe if I ran

in circles or something, it should give me enough time to hide somewhere. I started to run

from place to place, but she just kept stomping around until all of a sudden, she fell

down. Perfect timing as I then ran and hid under my bed again, staggering to wait until

she gave up. But I knew that wouldn’t happened, not a girl with this type of ambition.

She was determined to do her what ever she wanted to me, one way or another. It was

something out of her wish. I quickly ran and then dove into the under part of my bed, and

hid myself into the skirt of the bed blanket. She was beginning to look for me, as the new

level of the game begins.

            “Paulie. Come out already. This isn’t so much fun for me, when I’m the one

looking for you.”

            She was moving place to place, checking each crack or small hidden place where

I would have hide. Eventually she had the predetermined look on her face. As she then

proceeded to the bed, but instead of going down to catch me, she remained at her position

of staying tall and just looking down the floor. I didn’t bother looking up, since I would

have revealed myself, I just stared straight into her left ballerina shoe. She was starting to

do a shoe play.

            “Well, okay Paulie. You win. Game’s over, we can go to bed now.”

            She was either telling the truth or an actual bluff. Could I really trust her, after all

this? The question mark just threw me another puzzle to solve, but I couldn’t really take

any chances. As I was thinking, there was a knock on the door. Beth quickly turned

around, and a familiar voice was heard.