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All I Ask
by Atkins
Part I
Preston wiped his blurry eyes as he reached over to roll down his windows of his car. The
wind blew in from both sides of him and chilled the red puffy eyes that had until now been
crying. He reached into his pocket and, in between sniffs, ripped open a pack of cigarettes
without bothering to pack them. As he took one out and lit the end with his dirty factory
installed lighter, he tried to decide what to do. After a few minutes of blind driving he
pulled in to a gas station. He had to call her.
As the door to his car flew open it knocked the end off his cigarette. "Dammit!" he yelled.
"God fucking dammit!" He slammed the car door and kicked the side of his car, already
forgetting about the cigarette. He took in a couple of deep breaths trying to calm himself.
The air was cold, which helped. "Come on," he said to himself. "Just chill out. Stop being
so emotional. It's nothing new. You can't talk to her blubbering like this." After Preston
decided he was ready, he walked over to the phone, put in the coins and began to dial her
number.
One ring.
Be there, please be there.
Two rings.
Come on.
Three rings.
Shit, she's not home.
Four rings.
Preston heard the phone pick up and click as the answering machine picked up. The
distorted voice over the end started "Hi, this is Mandy. I can't come to the phone right
now. So leave a message" The beep sounded as Preston, defeated, started to talk. "Yeah,
hey Mandy, it's Preston. I guess I ..."
"Oh hey Preston" came Mandy's voice over the receiver. She sounded out of breath.
"Sorry, I was outside in the hall. What's up?"
"Are you doing anything now?" he asked directly.
"Not if you count laundry, which of course I do not. Why, you want to do something?"
"Uh, yeah if you want. How about meeting me over at the cafe?"
"Sure sounds good. It'll take me a little while to get there."
"That's okay. I'll see you there."
He heard the receiver click as he stood there with the phone still in his ear. Preston didn't
understand what had come over him. Why was he acting like this? He thought he was over
it. He slowly hung up, and got back in the car that he had left running. He closed the door
giving no protection from the winds that were picking up. As the windows creaked up he
pulled out. Once he saw her, things would go back to normal. He hoped.
****
Preston took his seat outside of the Celestial Cafe. The meshed wire table and foam
padded seats gave no comfort. The interior of the cafe was much nicer, but smoking
wasn't allowed inside. He didn't mind, when the weather was nice the doors were opened
and the outside walls were slid out, making it one extended patio. Preston sighed and took
out another cigarette, examined it, and lit the end.
Preston and Mandy had found this place by accident. They were sick of coffee bars. All
the good ones were either put out of business by Starbucks or filled with idiots who
wished they were at a Starbucks. The Celestial Cafe was different. It specialized more in
teas, not that the coffee was bad. In fact it was better than most he had tried. Another thing
that tended to keep the idiots away was the fact that the owners and majority of the
clientele were pagan. Wican to be specific. Not that it didn't stop the occasional preteen
visigoth with their Marlyn Manson shirts to stop in on Friday nights and pretend to
summon some sort of demon. Most of the regulars loved toying with them, sometimes
pretending to be possessed. It's reduced more that one to tears.
Neither Mandy nor Preston was Pagan, but they were accepted by the regulars non-the
less. A shadow appeared behind Preston and he turned his head to see Sherral. She, along
with her husband Bill, owned the place. Preston looked at the fifty-something Wican and
had to smile. Sherral was probably the nicest person he knew. "What can I get you, dear?
Bengal Spice like normal." Preston watched the creases in her face around her eyes and
mouth as she smiled. He turned back towards his cigarette.
"Nah, not toady. What have you got for someone with a broken heart?"
"Still haven't told her, eh?" she said knowingly. Preston smiled in spite of himself. Sherral
seemed to know everything. After a moment the smile faded as Sherral said "Hmm, I
think I know what you need. Be right back" Preston didn't turn to see her go back into the
building with an ever so slightly visible smirk.
Mandy would be here soon. Preston thought back at what had happened today, and over
the past years. The two had met in High School. Mandy was older. A senior when Preston
was a freshman. They hadn't been real friends then. Just casual aquatintenses. Mandy soon
graduated and Preston didn't give a second thought. Then, the following summer they both
were at a friend's party. The two were out back at the pool, being the only smokers.
Preston hadn't wanted to go to the party but was glad he did. As the pair sat there and
watched the sunset, something clicked. They talked well into the night and missed the
majority of the party. It didn't matter. They had found each other.
They complimented each other perfectly. Two lost souls alone in the world find each
other. It's the perfect storybook romance, except for one small detail. One of the souls was
a lesbian.
Preston found the tears swelling up again. Come on man, he thought. Control yourself.
Preston had known Mandy was a lesbian ever since they had met. It hadn't bothered him a
first. But it slowly did, as over the following years he fell in love with her. Mandy had
gone to local college and stayed close to home. The two slowly became closer. Preston
watched Mandy go through girlfriends and took it with a grain of salt. He couldn't let her
know it bothered him. He couldn't let her know how he felt. It would ruin everything.
Time went by and Preston learned to control himself. He was a freshman in college now,
living at the dorms. He was fine most of the time but every once in a while he had a
relapse where he just wanted to be close to her. To hold her in his arms. Like today.
Despite how close they were, Mandy didn't know Preston's feelings. He would tell her his
justifications for his fits were out of loneliness. It wasn't a lie. It just wasn't the whole
truth.
Sherral came back out with his tea. Preston reached for his wallet, but was stopped by
Sherral. "On the house, " she smiled. "For the last true romantic." She walked back in and
from across the parking lot Preston saw Mandy's small blue car. She pulled up and got out
of her car. She reached in to get her cigarettes and slammed the door with her hip. Preston
watched her walk up. To any stranger, Mandy didn't look like a typical lesbian. She was
fairly short, about 5'4. Her shoulder length black hair bounced as she took each step.
Childhood pictures had revealed that she used to be chubby. None of this showed now, as
her perfect figure stepped up the curb and gave Preston a hug.
"How ya doing?" she asked sympathetically. She knew something was wrong. She always
knew.
"Oh about like normal." Preston responded.
"I'm sorry then." They both laughed as Mandy sat down. "Sherral!" Mandy shouted into
the kitchen, "Green tea! Snap, Snap!"
They heard a sarcastic "Yes your highness" come from somewhere inside as
they laughed again. Preston looked into his tea for the first time and noticed it
had the same dark brown color as Mandy's eyes. He took a sip. His head spun.
He liked his tea spicy, but this was something new. The initial shock quickly
moved into a warmth in his stomach, and a comfortable feeling all over.
Preston looked over at Mandy. For the first time in a while, he felt happy.
They chit chatted for a while and watched the sun go down across the street over the Star
Carwash. "Mandy," Preston said, "I don't really want to go back to the dorms. Can I stay
over at your place?" Mandy now worked for the local PBS station and had her own
apartment.
"Anytime. We'll take my car. Hey Sherral, can Preston leave his car here overnight."
A grinning face appeared around the corner as the pagan said "Of course" and then
disappeared.
****
It had been a pretty uneventful evening. But Preston didn't care. He had spent it with his
soul mate and had a wonderful time. At about one, they decided to call it a night. Preston
had slept in the same bed countless times and was familiar with each other's bedside
manners. Preston smoked one last cigarette while Mandy unbuttoned her blouse and
unhooked her bra. Even though Mandy had told him she didn't care, Preston still looked
away. He felt something hit the back of his head. He reached up and pulled Mandy's
brassier off his head. He turned back as Mandy was pulling on a blue tee shirt. Preston and
Mandy both slipped under the covers and said their good nights. Mandy was asleep
quickly. Preston watched her perfect face for a while and then nodded off.
****
Preston had the most wonderful dream. He was at the center of all existence. There was
music playing. It was absolutely beautiful. It was a symphony of every instrument ever
made. It was the sound of life itself. Suddenly Mandy was there. She was smiling. Preston
reached out to touch her but suddenly she wasn't there. The music had stopped. He was in
darkness. He was cold, scared, and alone. He cried out in terror.
****
Preston woke up in a cold sweat. Sunlight was pouring in. He rubbed his blurry eyes. He
was in a strange place. His initial thought was that it was still a dream. But it definitely
wasn't. There were strange white and pastel shapes on all sides. At one side was a giant
blue mountain. But it wasn't a mountain. It started to shake and then the entire thing
twisted over on itself. It was then that Preston saw her. It was Mandy. She was sleeping.
She was thousands of feet tall. Preston did what any normal person would do in this
situation. He passed out.
pt 2
Preston awoke some time later. Hesitantly, he looked over where the Titaness had been
sleeping. There was no one there. So far, so good. Upon closer inspection, however,
Preston still found himself in the bizarre landscape that turned out to be Mandy's bed.
How had it happened? He was so tiny. As big as an ant, possibly smaller. What was going
to happen to him? How was he going to grow back? Where the hell was Mandy?
The answer to the last question was answered when the sound of a shower reverberated
through the apartment. This allowed for at least a little time to gather thoughts. Preston
had no idea what was going on. Somehow, he had shrunk. So had his clothes. After a
quick pat of his pockets, he realized, thank God, that so had his cigarettes. A plan had to
be figured out, and fast. Step one was getting Mandy's attention.
Getting to the other side of the bed was a journey in itself. The slight bumps in the sheets
made for formidable hills. Along the way, Preston did some quick math in his head.
Judging by the size of the bed and the pillows, he must be about a quarter of an inch,
possibly even an eight. At this height, it would be near impossible to get Mandy's
attention.
His clothes had shrunk, and he left his car at the café. For all Mandy knew, Preston had
just left before she had gotten up. It had happened before. Mandy was a heavy sleeper and
hated to be woken up before she was good and ready. The thought was interrupted as the
sound of the shower ceased. The next few minutes were long and drawn out. Preston's
stomach was in his throat. The door opened.
*****
Mandy strolled out into her bedroom. She had wondered where Preston had gotten off to.
When she woke up, he was gone. She got up and gave the apartment a quick look. It
wasn't very hard since there were only three rooms. Four if you counted the closet. She
planned to give him a call later tonight when she got home from work.
Unfortunately, it was Monday. Mondays sucked. She loved spending time with Preston,
but those late night 'slumber parties' sure kicked her ass the next day. After disrobing, she
got in the shower. Thanking the man who invented the Shower Mate, she set it to massage
and had a very enjoyable time. Afterwards, she dried off and brushed her hair and teeth.
Stepping out or the bathroom, she gave her bedroom another quick glance to be sure
Preston wasn't going to pop out from somewhere and surprise her. It certainly seemed like
something he would do, although he was probably too much of a gentleman to try to catch
her naked. Satisfied, she took of the towel she was wearing and flung it onto the bed. After
putting on her underwear and picking out what she planned to wear, she then proceeded to
sit on the edge of the bed and apply her makeup.
*****
The door opened. Sunlight from the window in the bathroom filtered around her and
silhouetted her frame. Preston's jaw dropped at seeing Mandy at full height. She was
absolutely HUGE. She stepped into the bedroom light and seemed to be looking around
for something. This prompted Preston out of his daze, as he realized she was probably
looking for him. He began to jump up and down and wave his arms.
"Mandy! Mandy, I'm down here! On the Bed! Look down! Oh God, Mandy, I'm right
here..."
Preston stopped short at what he saw next. The towel Mandy had wrapped around herself
was being taken off. Standing there before him, was the girl he loved, the girl he had
fantasized about countless times, the girl who had unknowingly made his life hell for over
three years, standing before him, naked, and several miles tall.
She took the towel and flung it in his direction. The giant white mass flew over his head at
an enormous speed. The sheer force of the wind knocked him over. It landed on the bed
about seventy feet behind him. Preston quickly recovered and got back on his feet and
resumed his shouting.
Preston's throat was raw, and Mandy hadn't seven so much as looked in his direction.
After slipping into a pair of panties and fastening her bra, it looked like his persistence had
been rewarded. She was heading in his direction.
"Mandy! Mandy! Look, I'm heraaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!"
Preston's eyes filled wide in horror as he saw Mandy turn around and start to sit down on
the edge of the bed, directly where he happened to be standing. One last gasp escaped his
lips before his entire body was slammed into the bed by a million tons of flesh. The breath
was knocked out of him and his eyes rolled back into his head. The life seemed to ebb
away as his form was compacted.
Preston gave up hope and waited to die. He continued to wait. Much to his amazement, he
realized that after the initial pain, he felt fine. Well, as fine as could be imagined in his
situation. The only explanation was that whatever made him shrink, also increased his
durability. After mentally readjusting to his newfound stamina, the realization of his
situation hit him. He was underneath one of Mandy's ass cheeks, and there wasn't a thing
he could do about it.
Escape was impossible. The only movement allowed was a slight squirming, and this
proved futile. Things began to shake and Preston found himself starting to be rolled
between Mandy's buttock and the bed. Mandy was simply adjusting herself on the bed, but
to Preston, the earth was coming apart at the seams.
Preston felt himself rolling along the curvaceous contours of Mandy's ass until suddenly
the pressure was relieved. Taking stock Preston realized he was in between the two
cheeks. Movement was still limited because the way Mandy was sitting, her cheeks were
spread, causing her panties to be pulled taught between them. Preston was still pinned
between the panties and the mattress.
Realizing this was his best chance of escape, Preston grabbed a handful of the soft cotton
panty fabric in each hand in an attempt to hoist himself up. Just as he started, Mandy
began to shift again. Her ass constricted and relaxed a few times pulling her underwear as
well as Preston well up into her ass in a wedgie.
This was ten times worse than anything that had happened prior. Luckily, she had just
showered and there wasn't a smell. The walls constricted on all sides and it seemed as
though Preston might be turned inside out. Luckily, the extreme pressure didn't last long
as Mandy stood up. Even from where he was, the quick change in pressure made Preston's
stomach lurch.
Preston worked his way around in the other direction. He could now see out through the
small crack between cheeks. The bed was directly below him. Expecting it to become
worse before it got better, Preston braced himself for when Mandy started walking. Much
to his surprise, and unbelievable pleasure, she just stood there.
A giant hand came into view as it reached towards Preston. Hopes of discovery filled his
head as he watched the hands decent. With amazing strength, it grabbed a huge area of
cloth between the thumb and index finger directly above his head. All hoped were dashed
as Preston realized all Mandy was doing was picking her wedgie. There was no time for
disappointment as his body was pushed forward as the rest of the fabric expelled itself
from between the ass cheeks. Preston free fell for a few seconds before eventually hitting
the bed again, and knocking himself out.
The first sight Preston saw when he awoke was a fully dressed Mandy leaving the
apartment, briefcase in hand. Relieved by being released from his voluptuous prison, but
worried about what the day would bring, Preston curled him self into a ball, lit up a
cigarette and whimpered himself to sleep.
part 3
A few hours later, Preston woke to his strange new world once again. By the hands of the
Pantheon sized clock on the wall, he had about five more hours till Mandy was due to be
home. This gave him plenty of time to think and devise a plan. He had to find a way to
alert Mandy; maybe she would know what was going on. Luckily, there were more
cigarettes left in his pack than he remembered.
First off, was the question of how he got this way. His clothes shrank with him, so
obviously it wasn't biological. A quick scan of the bed proved nothing else around him
had shrunk. Whatever the process, it had blatantly targeted at him. Mandy wasn't aware of
him, so she hadn't done it. It was not like Preston had any enemies, that he knew of. Plus,
who would have access to whatever chemical or magical means necessary to make him
shri... of course. The tea!
That had to have been it. Sherral always claimed to be magical, but Preston always
thought she was joking. But why would she give him tea that would make him shrink.
Sherral was his friend. Perhaps it had been a switch up, which was not at all uncommon.
The boxes of teas in the back were never labeled, Sherral claiming she never needed them,
'I know my tea like I know my children.' She of course had no children, and did often give
the wrong tea. She would just laugh about it, saying 'How do you know this isn't what you
meant to order?'
Maybe, just maybe, there was some sort of magical shrinking tea stored in the back along
with all the others. Instead of getting Mint Medley, he got some cursed tea that caused all
of this. Preston realized what he was saying was absolutely insane. It sounded like the plot
to a poorly written fantasy story. Preston also realized that he was standing on an
impossibly huge mattress and that anything was possible.
*****
The plan was this: lay low till evening. Preston knew he had no chance in hell of getting
Mandy's attention till she fell asleep. He'd wait on the bed, then once she was settled,
climb into her ear, and get her attention. Mandy would then proceed to take him back to
Sherral, where he would be grown to normal size, and then take a vacation. Sounded
simple.
Time passed. The clock soon read five and Preston waited for Mandy's imminent arrival.
He realized that he hadn't eaten all day, but he wasn't hungry. Perhaps this was another
fortunate side effect from the tea. The air froze as the sound of keys clicking in the
doorway filled the room. The bedroom door had been hastily left open and from his
vantagepoint on the bed, Preston could see Mandy's form fill the doorway as she walked
inside and closed the door with her hip.
She made a beeline to the bedroom as she absently flipped through the mail. Throwing the
bills on the nightstand, she went into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. After
she emerged, she went straight to her living room and proceeded to cook dinner. Soon the
smell of something wonderful filled the air. Preston may not have been hungry, but his
mouth was watering. Mandy was an excellent cook. She had gotten the job at PBS with a
little help from her dad, who had just recently passed away. He had a hosted a cooking
show, and taught Mandy everything she knew. She was a natural in the kitchen, probably
one of the reasons they became fast friends. Preston's stomach loved her before his heart
did.
The evening passed uneventfully. From the bed, the only thing Preston could see was the
flickering of light from the television on the walls. He was not a religious man, but he
prayed with all his soul that the plan worked. It had too.
Around nine, the television was turned off. Mandy blindly found her way to the lamp on
the nightstand and flipped it on. Ready to run, Preston was relieved when Mandy started to
disrobe and head to the bathroom. He had forgotten she normally like to take a shower at
night, too. As she took off her blouse, she threw it behind her back, aiming for the bed.
The blouse hit directly next to Preston and he was blown a good ways under the covers.
The sudden darkness dazed and confused Preston as he started to run to what he thought
was the opening of the bed sheets. After a few minutes, he realized he had gone the wrong
way. Directly in front of him, the ceiling turned into a wall as the sheet was tucked into
the edge of the bed, trapping him. Realizing there were precious moment to spare, he
turned on his heels and started for the other direction. He was stopped short as he heard
the bathroom door open.
Unsure of what to do next, Preston decided to hold his ground. In a worse case scenario,
he could wait till Mandy settled before climbing his way to her ear. The world lit up as the
sheets were lifted streaming in light. Towards the huge opening Mandy's legs entered. She
didn't appear to be wearing anything on her lower half but a pair of white cotton panties,
which were currently moving at a hundred miles an hour in his direction.
Preston screamed as he headed for the other direction until he was stopped by the end of
the bed. Like freight trains, Mandy's feet slammed into to edge of the cover on either side
of him. Finally, the motion stopped. Thanking God he was still alive, Preston realized he
was trapped. Both feet were into the tucked in sheet so far, there was no way around them.
The legs created a huge triangular prison, which converged at Mandy's womanhood.
Preston tried to climb the sheets around Mandy's feet, but the angle was too steep and the
sheets were pulled too tight to get a firm grip. Walking to her leg directly above the ankle,
Preston discovered there was no hair at all. Not even stubs. Mandy must have just shaved
her legs. They were definitely too steep to climb. This left only one escape route. The
cloth in the panties should provide enough grip to climb. Then it was just a hop, skip, and
a jump away to the ear. At least this way he didn't have to worry about finding another
way up to her head. Preston took a deep breath and began to walk alongside Mandy's leg.
After several minutes, Preston was already about a third of the way up the calve. Mandy
had absolutely great legs. Preston had always admired them, loving it when they'd go to
the beach, or if she wore short shorts. Being in the position he was now, they seemed even
more magnificent. They were so smooth and firm, with just the perfect amount of fat at
the thigh. God, how Preston had spent many nights dreaming about caressing them; about
lavishing them with kisses up and down; about eventually licking his way to between
them.
Preston shook his head and gathered himself. He had always been ashamed about having
such thoughts. Mandy was his friend. But as he walked, he found himself growing hard at
the prospect of the arduous climbing task he was about to perform. Once he was at her
knee, he held out his hand and began to run it along her inner thigh. When he got about six
inches, about 125 feet to him, from Mandy's crotch, her legs came together blocking his
path. A little quick experimentation proved that the thighs could be spread apart just
enough for him to get through. Taking one last deep breath he wedged himself between
Mandy's voluptuous legs.
It was very tight, as could be imagined. There was no way to describe how it felt. The legs
were so soft, yet yielded such a great force behind them. Preston was kind of sucked
along. The flesh would shape around his body, filling in any excess space. It was like a
constantly changing mold of his form. This made the movement very slow. It also made
the movement very enjoyable.
After about twenty minutes, Preston's hand felt air in front of him. Grateful, and anxious
as to what would lie ahead, Preston made a running dash from between the thighs and ran
face first into Mandy's giant, pantied vagina.
part 4
Preston was completely taken aback. He hadn't realized he was so close. The way that
Mandy's legs were positioned there was only enough room to turn around. Preston was
having a difficult time controlling his raging erection at this point. He couldn't believe his
eyes. Towering directly in front of him, the size of a large building, was Mandy's ever-
elusive vagina. The only thing standing between the two of them was a thin layer of
cotton.
At this distance, the outline of her outer lips could be seen through the fabric. Preston
gulped as he realized that they could swallow him whole, with no effort. Shuddering a
little, Preston closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The smell was absolutely entrancing.
Throwing all caution to the wind, he reached out and touched Mandy's crotch. It sent
shivers down his spine, at the sheer thought of the situation.
He was however met with a rude surprise when the thighs to his back pushed him
forwards. Mandy was squeezing her legs together, and it shoved Preston directly into the
panties. He was lifted up and suspended mid air, feet dangling, pinned. If the smell was
strong before, now it was now intoxicating. Something was going on. Preston beat and
struggled to get loose of the womanhood vice. Without warning, Preston felt his face
dampen. Soon, the moisture started to spread all over his body. Mandy was getting wet!
Perhaps Preston's presence hadn't been unnoticed.
The pressure from behind suddenly ceased. Grabbing two handfuls of fabric and hanging
on, Preston saw that Mandy's legs were spreading. He started to climb. His initial thought
was of the joy of being discovered. That quickly turned to the fear of what would happen
if he were discovered in this position. Mandy was understanding, but not too
understanding.
*****
It had been a long day at work. There was a telethon starting this weekend and Mandy had
been put in charge of it. She had spent all day on the phone trying to rope up some
volunteers. You'd think more people would want to be on television. She tried to contact
Preston, he always agreed to do these things even though he hated it, but she couldn't find
him. He wasn't at his dorm and was ignoring her pages. It was very odd behavior.
After getting home, the only thing Mandy could think about was relaxing. After cooking
dinner and watching television for a while, she turned in early. With sleep on the mind,
she showered, shaved, and then slipped into bed. While lying in bed she noticed the most
peculiar feeling. It was the tiniest little thing, normally not noticeable. It felt like a little
tickle, but it didn't feel like it was being made by something, it almost felt like it was
coming from inside. Almost like a stray hormone that was trying to find its way home.
The feeling started about halfway up her leg and slowly, ever so slowly moved its way up.
Had she not thought about it, it would have gone away, but the more Mandy concentrated,
the better it felt. When it reached about three fourths of the way up her leg it spread to
both legs. It also started moving slower and feeling even better. Mandy bit her lip and
didn't dare move for fear of losing what ever it was. Once it got directly to her crotch it
stopped. Assuming her body was through playing it's little games, Mandy turned her
attention back to sleep once more. Then it hit. It was like a lighting bolt to her clitoris.
Mandy clenched her legs together to stifle whatever it was, but it seemed to make it
stronger.
It had been quite a while since Mandy had last had sex. Her girlfriend Katy had been out
of town for the last few weeks. The best conclusion that Mandy could come to was that
this was her body's way of telling her it needed stimulation. 'Well', thought she thought to
herself, barely maintaining her composure, 'who am I to argue with my body?' With that
she bit her lip, spread her legs, and slid her hand under the covers.
*****
Mandy's massive hand ascended on Preston. The hand was there before he could react.
Much to his surprise, it started to slide into to top of the panties. Directly in front of him,
the hand slid into place and started to move. It became impossible to hold on as the panties
started to sporadically rise and fall. Mandy suddenly bucked her pelvis upwards, causing
Preston to lose his grip and fall backwards.
Mandy came back down again very hard on the bed making Preston bounce back some
more. He was now about midthigh and very shaken. Mandy was masturbating, he couldn't
believe it. Things began to shake again as Mandy slid her legs up into an arched position,
bringing her feet on either side of Preston. By now, she had begun using her other hand to
pull down her panties. Once they were wrapped around her knees, she brought her legs
down.
The massive pair or panties came down directly behind Preston, and the resulting bounce
of the legs threw him directly into them. Frozen by the sight of what was going on directly
in from of him, Preston was unaware of his new location. What he saw was, for lack of a
better word, breathtaking. Here was one of Preston's fantasies being broadcast for him on
Imax proportions.
He watched her glide her fingers in and out with his breath in his throat. The sound of
light moans and heavy breathing came from an unseen mouth. Her pelvis developed a
circular motion rising slightly, then falling, each time making the ground shake at
Preston's feet. It was more than he could take; he had resisted long enough. Between the
sight, smell, and situation, Preston was now hornier than he had ever been. Unable to
control it any longer, he laid down and began to masturbate as well.
It was absolutely incredible. Preston finished just before Mandy and laid there in his self-
indulged stupor. Catching his breath, he began to pull himself up. Then he saw something
that made him turn white. Two giant hands were rapidly approaching, reaching for the
elastic band on either side of Preston. Making a mad dash for the top hole of the panties,
Preston slipped on fabric and fell hard face first. He was flung backwards to the crotch
section as Mandy began to slide them up.
Preston watched in horror as he suddenly found himself rapidly heading towards Mandy's
exposed and now wet vagina. Thirty feet, twenty feet, ten, then slam, Preston was pressed
into the awaiting lips before he could even scream.
Everything was dark. Dark and sticky. Luckily, Preston hadn't been forced actually into
the vagina. He was currently in between the outer lips, which stretched out a few feet in
front of him. Slowly, and watching his step, Preston maneuvered his way outside of
Mandy. He was completely overwhelmed and began to have trouble breathing. He
couldn't believe where he was.
This was all of Preston's sexual fantasies mixed into a giant bag and then poured over his
head. The rational part of his brain was telling him to get the hell out of there, and quickly.
The irrational part, along with some help from a certain other body part, wanted him to
stay where he was and never move. Eventually, reason won out, and Preston savored the
sight for a few seconds longer before beginning his ascent.
Preston found out that Mandy's pubic hair supplied good hand and footholds. The climb
was perilous and took a while. At one point, Preston lost his grip and almost slid the entire
way back down. He finally reached Mandy's bush where he caught his breath. Even
though he was now on relatively level surface (thank God Mandy slept on her back) the
going was still rough. Preston's foot became caught around one of Mandy's pubic hairs
and it took ten minutes to free it.
Then came the problem of the elastic band. It was hugging the waist very tightly and
Preston wasn't able to lift it. He eventually had to squeeze underneath it, and became
stuck. After a considerable amount of squirming, he made his way out. Preston was
relieved at finally being free of Mandy's pubic prison. The digital clock on the bed stand
showed that he still had several hours to complete his task.
Setting forth, Preston looked ahead at the vast plain of stomach that lay before him.
Mandy's stomach was perfectly smooth as a result of her bi-weekly visits to the gym.
Beyond the stomach were Mandy's mountainous breasts. She didn't wear a bra to bed but
had always worn a shirt over them when Preston slept over. He occasionally caught a
quick flash from time to time but never stared. Mandy was a light C, full B cup, and
definitely had something to stare at. Now they became not only something to stare at, but
something to marvel at.
Preston set forth and eventually made it to the valley between the breasts. Resisting the
urge to climb scale them, he began to move forward. It became a little more difficult to
move now because of Mandy's breathing. There was about a ten-foot passageway in
between the breasts. Taking it slowly, Preston had gotten about a half of the way through
when the ground shook. The wall of the right breast suddenly became the floor. Mandy
was rolling over onto her side.
Cursing his luck, Preston braced himself and rolled a good way down before being
slammed by the left breast. It hit down hard directly on top op him and froze him
completely where he was. For a second time, Preston felt like he was going to pop. The
pressure of Mandy's mounds was unbearable. Like before, he eventually got used to it.
Movement was out of the question. He was hopelessly pinned. The sound of her heartbeat
reverberating in his head, Preston dozed of to sleep.
*****
The night passed and Mandy never roller back over. Muffled though the fleshy breasts,
Preston could hear an alarm go off. He awoke with a start when he realized that his plan
had failed and there was no way of getting Mandy's attention now. Everything shook as
Mandy began to wake up. Preston's stomach lurched as she sat up. He was stuck to the
side of her breast. Not wanting to be caught in a shower, he squirmed until he came loose.
He free fell until he bounced off her stomach and landed in a familiar place, in between
her legs.
Fearful, his head full of images of the night before, Preston took cover. After a few
minutes of yawning, Mandy swung her legs over the side of the bed, nearly hitting
Preston, and pulled herself up. After doing a few half-awake stretches, she sauntered off to
the bathroom.
Preston was running low on hope. He would have to spend another day in waiting. So far,
waiting till Mandy lay down and then trying to contact her was his best bet. At least he
was a little bit wiser and knew some things not to do this time. It had just been a series of
flukes that prevented him from succeeding. After all, now that he knew what he was
doing, what could possibly do wrong?
*****
Mandy awoke with a smile, fully refreshed. She had had a great night of sleep. She felt
relaxed and energized. As she showered all thoughts turned to the evenings plans. Her
girlfriend Katy was coming back in town after several weeks. They planed to go to a
romantic dinner, a movie, then back to Mandy's apartment for the end of a perfect date.
Mandy considered washing her sheets after what she did last night, but considered it kind
of pointless considering what she had planned for tonight.
part 5
Wiser from what he had learned from the prior morning, Preston kept his distance from
the edge of the bed. In the same manner as she had the morning before, Mandy emerged
from her bathroom, hair still wet. Preston figured he could see this sight a million times
and never be any less awed by it. The sheer power she possessed in her most delicate
movements. Each step she took caused tiny tremors in the ground. It was near impossible
to keep a level head.
Fortunately, the towel was not flung at the bed again, but rather in a hamper placed next to
the bathroom door. Mumbling something about doing laundry, Mandy pulled out a pair of
panties from her drawer. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she began her morning ritual of
putting on makeup. Preston stared at her bare back in amazement. His only thoughts were
of the night before, and the sheer terror and ecstasy of it all.
The rest of the morning passed uneventfully. All efforts to contact Mandy were futile. She
never once even glanced at his direction. Preston watched as she continued getting dressed
then shuffled out the door, slamming it hard behind her. The close of the door caused a
pressure change in the apartment that popped Preston's ears. His heart sank a little when
he realized he'd have to spend another long day stuck on the bed.
Things were made worse by the smell of the sheets. They smelled heavily of Mandy's sex.
That whole spot of the bed was avoided because any time Preston wandered near it, he
began to go crazy with desire.
He tried to think of other things, like how long it would take anyone to realize he was
gone. 'Probably another few days before anyone gives it a second thought,' Preston
thought pessimistically. He wasn't a very social person, and his dorm roommate barely
recognized colors. Mandy would be the first to notice something was wrong. If things
went according to plan, he would make contact before then.
*****
Around eleven, the keys clicked in the doorway and Preston sprang immediately to
attention. Mandy wasn't due home for another six hours. This was strange. Perhaps, she
wasn't feeling well and came home early. Filled with hope, he froze with sheer fear at
what he saw enter in through the door: Mandy's girlfriend Katy.
As far as Preston was concerned, Katy was evil incarnate. She hated him with every fiber
of her being, and made his life a living hell. She was unbelievably jealous of the
relationship he had with Mandy. He was sure she knew the way he felt about Mandy, and
lived in constant fear that she might reveal it to her. Unfortunately, Mandy couldn't see
what an awful person she was, only seeing Katy through rose-tinted glasses.
Were it not for Katy's horrible disposition, she would be drop dead gorgeous. She had a
head full of curly fiery red locks, massive breasts, and a thick pair of luscious red lips. She
had the frame of a Greek goddess, and it was easy to see what drew Mandy to her. If she
wanted, she could appear unbelievably sweet, but behind the bewitching green eyes lied
something that sent shivers down Preston's body every time he looked at them.
She had been away for weeks, but was now back and it couldn't have been at a more
inopportune time. She walked through the door with a suitcase under each arm. Strutting
to the bedroom, she dropped her baggage on the floor and returned to the living room to
pick up the phone. Her seductive voice could be heard from the bed.
"Mmm Hello? Mandy? Hi sweetie, guess who's back in town a few hours early?.... No, the
trip was fine.... Oh, I'm at your place now, I'm preparing a surprise this evening.... Going
out? No I think you'll want to stay in when you hear what I have planned.... Well, you'll
just have to wait.... Use your imagination.... Ok, see you tonight, honey. Buhbye."
Preston's stomach was in his throat as he realized what the surprise was, or rather where it
was going to be. If he didn't think fast, he was going to be caught in something that would
probably kill him, superior stamina and all. It seemed odd that he was trying to avoid
something that most men would jump at, and the irrational side of his brain was once
again feuding at his reasoning, but common sense won out. He would have to find a way
to contact Katy before tonight.
Katy eventually made her way back into the bedroom and began to fish around in a
suitcase. Standing as far away from any other object as he could, Preston once again began
to shout and flail his arms.
"Katy! Katy! It's me Preston! Over on the bed! Look over here! For God's sake look over
here!!!"
All efforts were futile as Katy continued to dig through her bag. Her eyes lit up as she
finally found what she was looking for. A skimpy piece of lingerie was pulled forth and
taken over to the full-length mirror as she let it hang in front of her. It was a black lace
teddie that left little to the imagination. After admiring herself a few minutes, Katy
suddenly removed her top.
In a blur of motion, she had undone her jeans let them fall into a pile on the floor. Now,
before Preston stood his nemesis in a bra busting out and a black thong. As she unhooked
her bra, her giant melons came busting out, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Bending over
she slid off her panties until they rested around her feet. Kicking her left leg up, she flung
the bikini underwear sailing across the room right at Preston. The thong landing directly in
front of him.
This was his break, when Katy came to retrieve her underwear, Preston would get her
attention. As he neared the panties, he was hit with the drowning smell of Katy's perfume,
as well as the intoxicating smell of Katy herself. It was still very warm from her body.
In a flash, she was in the teddie. She gave a little moan as the top of the piece stretched
over her breasts putting pressure on the fabric in her crotch. Katy stood a full ten minutes
admiring herself in the mirror. She wasn't the only one. Watching this beauty, Preston
almost forgot all the horrible things she had done to him.
After she was satisfied, Katy started to retrieve her clothes. Seizing the opportunity,
Preston began to do everything he could to draw attention to himself. At first, he thought
she didn't see him as she reached for her panties. Then, it happened, his gaze met hers as
her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.
He had done it. Finally, someone knew where he was. It was all over. In a short matter of
time, everything would be Ok. Continuing to wave so that he wasn't mistaken for a bug,
Preston shouted at the top of his lungs "KATY! IT'S ME, PRESTON!!!"
"What the he... Oh my God! Preston, is that you? You're so tiny!"
"Yes, yes I know!! Something happened!! Please, you've got to help me!! Take me to..."
Preston stopped short as all the blood in his body turned to ice. Katy was sporting the most
evil smile he had ever seen. It stretched on forever and almost seemed to curl up at the
ends like the grinch. This was a bad idea. A very bad idea.
"You're so small and... helpless."
Katy leaned over and sat on the edge of the bed. She quickly reached down and pinched
him in between her thumb and forefinger. If it weren't for his increased strength, he'd have
been crushed. The world rushed by as he was brought directly to Katy's face, a few feet in
front of her lips.
"What happened?!?"
As she talked, Preston could do nothing but stare at her gorgeous lips. They were cherry
red, absolutely luscious, and able to destroy Preston in a single gulp. Her breath smelled
slightly of spearmint and was hot and wet as it hit his face.
He started to talk, but was then thrust toward Katy's ear so she could hear better.
"Well, I don't know exactly. I was staying over here and when I woke up I was this size. I
think it was this tea that I drank. I've been trying to get Mandy's attention, but she doesn't
know I'm even here."
"Oh, you poor baby," She mocked as she brought Preston back in to view. "You could
have been hurt, or even killed." Her evil smile broadened as she began to laugh a maniacal
laugh that melted Preston right where he was. "Oh, this is too perfect. Just too perfect."
She stood up and began to slowly pace around the room. "You were the only thing
keeping me from having Mandy all to myself. But now, you'll be out of the picture."
"No Katy" Preston pleaded. "Oh my God, what are you saying."
"It's too perfect." Katy mused, unhearing to Preston's pleas. "How should I do it? I could
just crush you, but it needs to be more poetic" Her massive brow furrowed as she walked
back in forth trying to thing of a way to do in Preston, who was beating on her thumb
trying to escape, to no avail.
"I'VE GOT IT!!" She shouted. After looking around, she found a suitable prison, an empty
water glass. Preston saw her place him over the giant glass prison and the pressure around
his body eased. Before he could react, Preston was free falling. After about thirty feet, he
slammed to the bottom of the glass. He slowly stood up, bruised, but not broken. Katy had
already turned around and was running to the kitchen area.
Several minutes later, she returned with what looked like a sewing kit. Afraid, but not
understanding, Preston watched in horror as she ran over to Mandy's dresser. She turned
around holding a pair of Mandy's thong panties. He was beginning to understand what she
had in store for him. He screamed in terror and ran in circles trying to avoid Katy's giant
manicured fingers.
It was another pointless attempt as she grabbed hold of him. Without saying a word, She
pinned his against the thin back of the thong with her forefinger. Using a black threat that
matched the fabric of the panties. She slowly cocooned him in. The entire time she sewed,
she hummed a very haunting and slow tune. When she was done, his arms, legs and neck
had been bound tightly.
Smiling at her handiwork, she inspected the underwear. "Perfect," she said, "You can
barely see anything." Looking Preston directly in the face, she said coldly "I think this is
poetic enough. Death by the very thing you desire most... Well, goodbye Preston."
With that Preston was flung in all directions as Katy opened up the dresser drawer and
placed the panties inside. Eventually ending up on his back, Preston watched in horror as
the drawer slowly closed, incasing him in darkness.
part 6
Mandy awaited quitting time with baited breath. After the phone call from Katy, time
seemed to drudge on. To make matters worse the telethon was crumbling. There was a
lack of volunteers, a cameraman strike, and the WWII boxed video sets hadn't arrived yet.
Katy's return came just in time. Mandy needed some time to relax, and tonight promised to
provide.
Katy's job required her to take the occasional extended road trip. Mandy always worried
that on one of these excursions Katy would find someone more interesting. She would
easily be able to catch anybody she desired girl or guy. Mandy sighed as she walked
outside for a smoke break. She was letting her imagination get the best of her. Katy hadn't
gone of with some bombshell; she was waiting back home right now preparing for a night
of unrestrained lust. She should count her blessings.
As she reached into her pack and pulled out a cigarette her thought briefly drifted toward
Preston. Where was he lately? Oh well, she'd give him a call about helping out with the
telethon. He never passed up a chance to appear on television.
*****
Katy spent the rest of the afternoon preparing for dinner. She took a quick jog to the store
to buy candles and the ingredients for the spicy chicken dish she had recently learned. All
the time her thoughts were on Preston and what his fate would be that night, about him
alone in the drawer, completely helpless. The more she thought about it the hotter she got.
She would sporadically marvel at the fact that Preston had actually been shrunken down to
that small. How had he said it happened? Some tea or something? She briefly considered
pulling Preston out and asking him, but thought against it. It would have been nice to get
her hands on some of that tea or whatever it was that shrunk people. She could have a
great deal of fun with it.
Time ticked by and Katy thought she wouldn't be able to contain herself. Mandy got home
at five thirty and it was finally four, which meant she could start cooking. It would give
her something to focus on, rather than sit and stew.
Thirty minutes later she set the chicken on simmer and began to set up the apartment. She
cleared off the newspapers from Mandy's small kitchen table and covered it in a lace
tablecloth topped by two candles in sterling holders and a rose in a crystal vase. Perfect.
Satisfied, Katy retreated into the bedroom and changed back into the teddie that she tried
on earlier. On top of that she tied a skimpy silk robe that barely covered her assets. She
dimmed the lights. She was ready
*****
At five-thirty on the dot Mandy inserted her key into the door of her one bedroom
apartment knowing only to expect a surprise. She was very pleasantly surprised. There on
her couch, surrounded by candles sat her very sexy girlfriend wearing, well, not much.
Her apartment screamed romance and a very enticing odor permeated the air. Faster than
Mandy had ever done anything in her entire life, she quickly forgot all of the troubles of
work.
The lovers moved toward each other and met in a passionate embrace. Sparks of
electricity exploded from their lips as they formed a tight kiss. Their tongues took turn
exploring each other's mouth as if for the first time. Dinner might have been forgotten
entirely if Mandy hadn't reluctantly pulled away.
"God, it's good to see you again Katy"
"Mutual," Katy said as she moved back towards Mandy.
"But," Mandy said as she pulled away, "I feel like such crap and need to take a shower
before I feel confident enough to do anything."
It looked like Katy was about to object, but then quickly agreed on afterthought. "Ok,
lover. But be sure you put on those black thong panties I gave you. They drive me wild."
Katy then flashed the most seductive smile Mandy had ever seen.
About to inquire as to the sudden interest in that particular undergarment, Mandy decided
to let it go and simply return the smile before exiting to her bedroom. Grabbing the
panties, a matching bra and a revealing robe, she made her way to the bathroom, giving
Katy, who had returned to the couch to wait, another longing look as she went.
She placed the clothes on the bathroom counter, disrobed and slipped into the shower. It
appeared Katy had left her some body oils, do doubt to use together later. After taking a
whiff, Mandy decided to surprise Katy and use them. Besides, she wanted to look and
smell her best. Tonight was going to be incredible.
*****
Preston's world was abruptly shaken asunder as the drawer opened quickly. At first
Preston thought it was Katy again but was relieved to see Mandy's face. His relief turned
to sheer panic as Mandy's massive hand reached directly for Preston and grabbed the
panties.
Preston's stomach lurched once again as he was bunched up and thrown around as Mandy
seemed to be gathering other items. The ride stopped abruptly and as his eyes adjusted to
the sudden light, Preston realized the thong had been placed on the ceramic counter in
Mandy's bathroom. The underwear was set in such away as to give Preston a perfect view,
which currently consisted of Mandy's gigantic form.
Preston was bound to tight, movement was impossible except for his head, and even that
was limited. Despite how many times Preston had seen the goddess change, he was still
stunned at the beauty, but he knew this was his last chance to get Mandy's attention before
he spent the rest of the night pressed between two ass cheeks. And although that might
seem pleasant, it would probably kill him.
Screaming his head off, he found it was to absolutely no avail. Mandy slowly removed her
blouse as she hummed to herself. Once it was off, she removed her bra and stood there for
a few seconds topless admiring herself. Preston noticed that her nipples were rock hard,
which meant that she was excited about the evening to come. She then proceeded to
remove her shoes, nylons, skirt, and eventually panties rather quickly.
Giving herself one last look in the mirror, Mandy hopped into the shower, deafening
Preston with the sound of the shower. It was utterly hopeless, his fate was sealed. He
watched her shower from behind the frosted glass. Each second that passed lasted an hour
until finally the shower stopped right along with Preston's heart. This was it.
Mandy emerged from the shower, dripping wet, looking refreshed and gorgeous. She bent
over to retrieve a towel to dry herself and Preston got a good look at his soon-to-be prison.
As Mandy toweled herself off, she continued humming and slowly moved her body in
rhythm. As she struck her final note she hung the wet towel on the rack and absently
reached for Preston.
Finding screaming comforting, Preston proceeded to do so as he dropped to the ground.
With a massive thud each, two feet slammed on either side of him. For a brief instant,
Preston could do nothing but marvel at Mandy's beautiful body that towered over him. He
followed the legs that converged at Mandy's enchanting nether regions. Not much could
be seen beyond that, but Preston knew that further past wait two perfect breasts.
The thought was interrupted as Mandy bent over and grabbed hold of the skimpy, lacy
fabric. She then proceeded to upright herself, taking Preston with her. To gorgeous calves
whizzed by, followed by the knees. Preston raced up the thighs, which came together at
the ass, which is where Preston suddenly stopped. Amazed, Preston caught his breath. His
face was directly at the crack and was gingerly touching both cheeks.
Preston soaked it in. Mandy smelled wonderful, even from his position. She had
apparently used some body wash and was now intoxicating. Before Preston could awe
anymore, the two cheeks began to part. Emitting one last muffled scream, Preston was
jerked upwards and into the awaiting cell.
Part 7
Mandy pulled up her panties, pausing as she did every time she wore thong underwear.
Even though they became more comfortable as she wore them, it always took a while to
adjust. Katy refused to wear anything else but thongs, claiming that regular underwear felt
like diapers now. After numerous attempts to convert Mandy, she gave up
After donning the bra and robe, Mandy took a few seconds to admire her self. The robe
she was wearing was very thin, practically see through. Despite having overcome many
self-esteem issues, even Mandy was willing to admit that she looked pretty damn good
right now. Taking a deep breath, she ventured out into the apartment, closing the door as
she went.
Katy was at her stove stirring the chicken. God she looked good. Slinking over toward her,
she slipped her hands around Katy's waist and began to nibble her neck. The sudden show
of affection almost made Katy drop her spoon.
"Wow," she cooed, "Someone's anxious. You'll just have to wait. I didn't spend all day
cooking for nothing." Turning around she looked Mandy up and then coyly went to her.
Slipping her tongue in Mandy's mouth and her hands under her robe, she gently ran her
hands over Mandy's body until she came to the side elastic of the back thong. "Mmm, I
see your wearing my present..."
"Of course..." Mandy softly moaned
"Wonderful." With that, Katy gave Mandy's buttocks a rather rough squeeze, pressing
them together. Turning back to the stove with a wicked smile she asked "are they
comfortable?"
"Uh.. sure" she responded, wondering about all the interest in the panties.
"Good, good..." Katy casually said before Mandy could inquire any further. "Dinner
should be ready in a few minutes, why don't you have... a seat."
Giving Katy one last kiss on the back of her neck Mandy made her way to the kitchen
table. Sitting down in the cold wood chair, she was suddenly reminded of the thong and
how little fabric there was between her rear and the world. Adjusting in the chair until it
heated to her body warmth, Mandy finally made herself comfortable, and ready for the
most romantic evening of her life.
*****
Preston's world went dark as his miniscule form was pulled up into Mandy's Ass. This
was his second time here but escape from here would not be as easy, if it was even
possible. And this return trip was far more intimate. There was no layer of cotton to
protect him. He thanked God that she had showered so vigorously and that there was
hardly any odor.
Preston was pressed hard against, well there was no delicate way to put it, the bottom of
Mandy's asshole. With his entire body cocooned in thread, he was helpless as his face was
pressed against the soft, wrinkly flesh directly below the actual sphincter.
Sudden movement and pressure overcame Preston as his face was rubbed up and down the
inside of Mandy's ass. She must have been adjusting herself. At one point, Preston's head
was actually being pushed, shoved, and moved into Mandy's anus. Preston screamed at
this ghastly thought, but was cut off as the walls around him began to move as Mandy
began to walk. Preston was being pressed around in every direction.
Every step Mandy took, Preston was rubbed harshly against the soft, pink skin and slowly
being pressed further into Mandy's anus. Preston's improved stamina and apparent lack of
the need to breathe had gotten him this far, but he didn't know if it would survive an entire
night of, well, lesbian sex. Despair overcame him. Even if he was able to survive the
night, Katy would surely check the panties in the morning and find him there. God knows
what she would do with him then.
The movement stopped and allowed Preston a moment to regain his composure. He would
find away out of this, he had to. Mandy's voice could be heard reverberating throughout
her body, but Preston was clueless as to what she was saying. Suddenly, and without
warning a tremendous amount of pressure came from all directions. After the pressure
subsided, Mandy said a few more things and began to walk again.
This trip was much shorter, but with a disastrous end. After the walking subsided, Preston
could feel Mandy descending and braced for impact. Preston slammed down hard when
she sat and the pressure made him feel like he was turning to gel. She adjusted herself in
the chair and Preston was shoved even further into Mandy.
Pressure came in from every direction and at full capacity. There were currently millions
of tons of lesbian pressing down on him and he had absolutely no way to protect himself.
Once the shifting and settling had stopped, Preston finally ended up with his head and
encased upper body had been shoved about three feet into a small crevasse. It seemed like
Preston's body was as compressed as it possibly could have been. Even if he weren't
bound, movement of any kind would be completely impossible.
Five minutes passed. Ten. Fifteen. The pressure never eased, but Mandy would shift in her
seat from time to time. Every once in a while she would say something, but Preston still
had no idea what it was. To make matters worse, despite all the dire peril his brain knew
he was in, his libido was horribly aroused. It was the pure silkiness of the walls that was
constantly rubbing up against his face. It warmth and the knowledge of how close to
Mandy he was, without her even knowing. Well, hell, it was the simple fact that he was
trapped in his best friend's ass.
Overcoming his carnal impulses, Preston knew something had to be done. He had to find a
way to escape, and quickly, before the sexual appetite of the two girls above advanced any
further. Searching for possibilities means of escape, he was only able to come up with one
thing, which was the only thing he could do: squirm.
It wasn't easy. Not just because of the pressure, but because Katy had bound him so tight.
Preston was finally able to get a rhythm going, gyrating and flailing as best as possible,
but as soon as he did Mandy moved and he found himself in a completely new position.
The same pattern repeated over and over again. Preston wasn't sure he was making any
headway at all.
After what seemed like an eternity, Preston was able to move his arms. Not much, but it
was enough to raise his spirits. After a few move minutes, the thread was loose enough for
Preston to rotate his entire body around so that his face was against the fabric of the back
of the thong. Deciding that the thread was now loose enough to slip out of, Preston
became overjoyed...until he realized that there was no where to go. It seemed that the best
thing to do right now was remain where he was until he was given a better opportunity of
escape. After all, the panties had to come off sometime.
*****
Katy was in pure ecstasy. She couldn't keep her mind straight during dinner. All her
thoughts were trained towards the fact that poor little Preston was struggling, screaming,
fighting for his life inside of the panties of the girl sitting across from her. The girl she
would shortly be having sex with. There wasn't a damn thing he could do about escaping.
There wasn't a damn thing Mandy could do to help her poor friend that she didn't even
know was torturing. There wasn't a damn thing anyone could do except her, and she
wasn't about to ruin the fun.
She was in complete power. Katy had always enjoyed being in control, but this was
beyond anything she had ever imagined. The sheer thought of it sent shivers of rapture
down her spine. And to top it off, it made her really hot. She stared blankly at Mandy's
mouth as she talked, responding sweetly, not particularly paying attention. Mandy's didn't
seem to notice, and continued happily. Dinner went by uneventfully, and afterwards,
Mandy wanted to catch up. Despite having other things in mind, Katy decided to play
along and talked at the table for another hour.
*****
Preston didn't think dinner was ever going to end. He waited and waited and then,
something disastrous happened. Mandy continued to move and shift as she had been
doing, but now that Preston had loosened the thread, there was nothing keeping him
confined and in place.
At first, Preston didn't notice, but slowly, he realized that he was slipping out of his
cocoon. Initially it wasn't so bad, but then Mandy made a large, extended shift. Once
again, Preston felt the sensation of being moved around but when it was over, he realized
there was absolutely nothing between his naked body and the walls of the inside of
Mandy's buttocks.
He was pressed flat against the soft skin and the back of the thong. Movement was
restricted and there was nothing keeping him in place. Preston tried to scream but nothing
came out. A few moments later, the inevitable happened and Mandy moved again.
Preston's body was propelled from where it rested and rolled along the walls. A crevasse
opened up in the silky skin and casually swallowed Preston whole. The tiny body was
compressed and surrounded on all sides, squeezed and brushed, then Mandy moved again
and Preston found himself once again rolling.
If Preston found the previous experience sensual, this was pure erotic bliss. Once freed, he
quickly became hard, and the constant rubbing abruptly made him cum. After a few
moments, the process would repeat. Preston feared for his life, and new that disaster was
at hand, but he was having a hard time remembering it.
*****
After a wonderful dinner, Mandy offered to help clean up, and began gathering the dishes.
Katy responded with a distant "uh huh, sure" and then excused herself to freshen herself
up. She had been like that all night, like she was off in another world. On her way out,
Katy flashed another seductive smile and Mandy instantly forgot what it was she was
worried about as she melted in place.
While she was washing the plates, Katy sneaked up on Mandy the same way she had done
earlier. She stopped what she was doing and turned around to face the red headed goddess.
Without a word, they met in a long, passionate kiss. Still silently, Katy began to back
away towards the bedroom, enticing Mandy to follow. She complied with zeal and the
next thing she knew, the robes were off and she was on top of Katy. It was time for
dessert.
*****
The environment shifted directions as Preston realized that Mandy must be standing up.
After about five steps, he realized there was a problem. With each step she took, Preston
was ridden further up into Mandy's ass. One side of the cavern would shift one direction,
and then the other side would move the opposite direction, and then again, sliding his
body with them. Further and further he went. There was nothing to grab on to, and Preston
just kept sliding. Preston was helpless to the soft unyielding muscle that wasn't even
aware to his existence. He was going to
Then the stepping stopped. There was still a lot of movement but he wasn't being
propelled back. Using all of his strength, Preston began to squirm his way out to freedom.
The going was tough, especially with the constant movement, but he managed. It seemed
that Mandy was in a vertical position with her backside in the air, because there was a lot
less pressure. He could only imagine what they were doing in this position. Finally, he
managed to grab hold of the thong.
His eyes lit up when he saw place in the fabric where the threads were coming apart. This
was his chance for escape. Using his small size and the hole to his advantage, he started to
shove his way through. Upon emerging the first thing he did was bask in the fresh air, and
then he noticed the view. The two buttocks raised high in the air, like mountains, meeting
in the valley where he was located. She was moving heavily because once he was halfway
out, a sudden jerk pushed him the rest of the way through.
Without warning, Preston was sliding down Mandy's thong like a giant erotic slide. He
shot off, and found himself free falling blindly. He landed hard, but not as hard as he had
expected. Preston gave a quick look around to see where he landed and instantly wished
he hadn't. He was currently standing on a silky red surface that proved itself to be the
lower half of Katy's teddie. Her legs stretch out in one direction and her breasts bounced
off in the distance of the other. Looking upward Preston gasped at what he saw directly
above. Mandy was on her hands and knees over Katy, wearing nothing but a bra and the
panties, and her creamy body was rapidly descending.
Part 8
The two bodies met with a slam that knocked Preston flat. He had landed on the part of
Katy's teddie that would been considered the panties, and Mandy's crotch swiftly fell,
making Preston the unknowing center of a pubic sandwich. He once again found himself
in a tight spot, but now it was between two sets of eager lips, each being held back by
mere millimeters of fabric. It was the hands down, single most erotic thing Preston could
possibly imagine.
The most noticeable aspect of the situation was the smell, which quickly overcame him.
The pure sexual juices of two girls had been building up and were ready for release. Both
girls were starting to get wet and the moisture had begun to permeate both the teddie
below and the thong above. Mandy had begun to ever so slowly gyrate her pelvis,
probably unconsciously, but Preston was fully conscious of it. He was helplessly being
rolled around like a small ball of clay between someone's fingers. In the process, he
began to become coated in an intermixture of both girls' juices.
Suddenly, Mandy lifted off Katy's body. In a booming voice that Preston could barely
comprehend, she excused herself to the bathroom. He was suddenly glad, more than ever,
that he had freed himself when he did, even though she was just probably freshening up.
He watched helplessly as Mandy walked away, the ass that imprisoned him bouncing with
each step. It wasn't until she closed the door that Preston realized he was still laying on
Katy's crotch.
He attempted to move but a combination of pure exhaustion and the sticky juices that
covered him prevented him from doing so. The lack of stimulation and movement had
caused the love juices to slightly become more solid, and doing so, more sticky. It
wouldn't have been noticeable at normal size, but at Preston current height it was adhering
him to the teddie.
It seemed like a current trend was developing. Tired of waiting for Mandy's return, Katy
arched her back, still lying on the bed, emitted a soft moan and began to massage her
breast. Mandy, upon entering and seeing this, was on the bed and back on top in a flash.
Staying on her hands and knees, she began to kiss Katy. Starting with the lips, she slowly
began to move her way down. First the neck, then giving equal attention to both breasts,
she continued on toward the stomach.
It was then that Preston began to get worried. He tried to struggle, but Katy was really
getting wet now, and Preston was well coated. The only movement he could manage was
slow and sluggish. Mandy planted a kiss about ten feet from Preston's head. After that
kiss, she stopped and Preston thought that she might not continue. Then he looked up and
noticed Mandy was only taking time to give Katy a longingly seductive glance.
"Mandy!! Please, stop!! I'm down here! You'll kill me! For the love of God, stop!!!"
Preston watched as Mandy's face disappeared between Katy's legs. The next few seconds
took place in extreme slow motion as time slowed down. First, Preston felt Katy clench
up. Then, Mandy's head began to slowly rise. From beyond the sloped horizon of Katy's
crotch, he saw it approaching: Mandy's tongue
It moved across the red silky landscape, stopping for nothing. Preston watched in horror as
it came towards him, like a giant irrevocable tidal wave, massive in size, and unavoidable.
It moved along, tasting, gliding, an unyielding force powered by it's own desire to probe
and explore. As it came upon Preston, he could feel the heat radiating forth from Mandy's
mouth. It hit him with full force, and he felt himself first pressed down so hard, he seemed
to press him about three feet down into the fabric of the teddie. Then as it passed over,
Preston's body began lifting up.
His stomach dropped both from the altitude change and from realizing the fact that he was
now of Mandy's ascending tongue. The lips in front of him slammed shut tightly and the
air pressure in the mouth changed abruptly. Preston, who was luckily on the front of
Mandy's tongue, was suddenly slammed upwards into the roof of the mouth. Unable to
see, but still frightfully aware of what was happening, Preston winced as he realized that
Mandy was using the rest of her tongue to swallow what ever juices it had accumulated on
its journey.
The pressure eased as he dropped back down. Preston was now coated in a layer of
Mandy's delectable saliva which, while still encumbering, was much easier to move
around in. Preston thought fast, trying to devise a way out of his mess. He had absolutely
no idea what to do. Not a single beam of light permeated the lips, encasing the cavern in
complete darkness.
A tremendously loud "Mmmmm" of delight reverberated through out the mouth, forcing
Preston to cover his ears in pain. Light at once began to pour in to the mouth. Preston
craned his neck around to see out through the lips and screamed in horror. The only thing
he saw was another pair of lips, Katy's, approaching at warp speed. They were kissing!
The lips met, and Preston was flung forward as Mandy's tongue darted into Katy's
awaiting mouth. With very little light, Preston wasn't sure where or what he was rubbing
up against, but it was driving him wild. The pressure changed direction as Preston was
caught in between the two tongues that were pressing and twirling around each other.
Unable to control it any longer, Preston once again burst, adding his own sexual flavor
into the fray.
It wasn't even noticed as the girls continued kissing, absently exchanging Preston from
one mouth to another. He finally ended up in Mandy's mouth again as she began to pull
away, giving Katy's lower lip one last extended suck. After the altercation with the kisses,
Preston finally found something a little more solid to hold on to and sunk his hands in
tight. He soon realized that whatever he was holding on to, wasn't the property of the
mouth he was currently in.
An instant later, as soon as he could see again, Preston realized that he was holding on to
Katy's lower lip, which was currently moving in the opposite direction of Mandy's lips.
Trying to hold on as best as he could, he was just no match for the vacuum that had just
moved away from behind him. He lost his grip, but already after he was past Mandy's lips,
leaving him with no ground to stand on.
Katy was too engrossed in other pursuits to notice the tiny man that she thought was safe
and sound inside her lover's ass bouncing off her chin. Mandy just had her eyes closed.
Preston landed on the sheet right next to where Katy was laying. Landing on his back, he
was unable to right himself before he started rolling down the slope formed by Katy's
body weight. He rolled right under her arm, which was raised to undo Mandy's bra, and
slammed into her side directly under her armpit.
Looking up, the side of Katy's breast towered over him. The admiring was cut short as the
arm was brought down, and then pressed close to the body as Preston was shoved up into
the encasing skin of the armpit. The smell of Katy's deodorant was everywhere, and it was
very hot; hotter even than in between the girls' crotches. She was really starting to work
up a sweat, Mandy must be kissing and licking her body again. Katy had shaved but there
were still small stubs the size of tree trunks that Preston had to avoid, but was still
occasionally rolled into.
Katy began to talk, but Preston had a hard time understanding what she was saying. The
best he could make out, it was something about a massage. Just as he had deciphered that,
Preston could feel that Katy was moving. He was stuck to her side by the sweat and
deodorant, and every slight movement Katy made with her arm sent yards of soft flesh
rubbing across Preston's body. After an apparent altitude change, the arm movement
became rhythmic.
Looking down, Preston could see Mandy, without a top, laying face first on the bed. Katy
was on top and administering a massage which, considering the moans she was giving off,
Mandy seemed to enjoy. Preston was starting to come loose and eventually became
unstuck. Once again he landed on the sheet, this time next to Mandy. Turning his sight
skyward he saw Katy, in her own world, giving the massage.
Stopping, Katy moved herself further down the bed until she was at the foot. Much like
Mandy had, she took her head down between the legs and began to lick, this time it was
the back of the thong.
"What are you doing?" Mandy asked, halfheartedly.
"Just checking on something," Katy replied, with a horrible grin Mandy couldn't see.
Using her teeth, she grabbed on to the thong and slowly pulled down Mandy's legs while
she moaned in pleasure. Removing it when she got to the ankles, she began to examine it.
Preston realized, as his blood turned to ice, that she was looking for him. After a quick
once-over, her smile widened. With a look of pure animal lust in her eyes, she plunged
down and gave the now bare area between Mandy's buttocks a quick and hard lick.
This sudden and harsh action startled Mandy as she jumped up on her elbows to move her
head around. This was very bad news for Preston. He began to roll down the slope of the
mattress, under Mandy, until he rested directly below Mandy's bare breast. He could hear
her and Katy saying something, but all his attention was focused on the massive orb
looming above him.
Mandy released the weight on her elbows and her body came crashing down. Preston
futilely threw his arms up, but was smashed down into the indentation made by the
massive mammary in the bed. Directly on top of him was Mandy's nipple. He was almost
dead center of it. It had become soft when she was talking to Katy, but it was slowly
starting to crinkle and grow hard again. As it did so, Preston's face was shoved into the
milk hole as the rest of his body was shoved even further into the mattress and crushed
under the rock hard nipple.
Katy must have been doing something nice because Mandy was moaning and breathing
heavily. A sudden gasp emitted from Mandy's lips as her body jerked forward, rolling
Preston out from under the nipple and onto his stomach. Mandy's ample breast filled in all
the area that Preston wasn't occupying, almost enveloping Preston completely. The moans
and jerks increased, giving Preston a good idea of what Katy was doing.
Every time Mandy would jerk he'd be deposited to another area of the bosom. Once Katy
had a steady rhythm going, Preston was simply rolling back and forth under Mandy's
nipple. The movement got faster and faster and at once point Mandy screamed and
actually lifted slightly off the bed. Before Preston could make a move, she slammed back
down. This continued for almost an hour and Mandy had several orgasms. Katy sure knew
what she was doing.
After it seemed Mandy had her fill she flipped over, taking Preston with her. He had
become stuck to her breast, during the course of her ecstasy. Katy had disrobed her teddie
sometime during the relations. Her body met Mandy's body and Preston was pressed flat
in between the two girl's breasts. Soft skin encompassed him from all sides. They quickly
flipped over and Mandy rose up. Preston became unstuck as she began to rise but was still
propelled by the force of her momentum.
He rolled across Katy's washboard stomach past her bellybutton and into her red forest of
pubic hairs. Trying to quickly rise, he found he was tangled. Panicking, he tried to undo
himself, but it seemed the more he tried, the more entangled he became. Seeing Mandy's
face near, he struggled hurriedly, but to no avail. He was helpless to watch what happened
next.
Mandy, with a lustful look in her eyes, met Katy's groin with eager anticipation. Preston
watched in horror as, thirty feet away, Mandy's tongue dashed out and shot between
Katy's anxious lips. Katy bucked wildly as Mandy worked her magic. She fervently
lapped up Katy's juices like she was possessed. It was amazing, Preston had never seen
Mandy act like this, so carnally. It was like a completely different person.
Preston had a few close calls, when Mandy's probing tongue would occasionally shoot
off course, but all in all he was safe. Not being one to take things for granted, Preston
enjoyed the show of his life with bewildered awe. Eventually it ended, and Katy's body
went limp. Preston watched as Mandy's body passed overhead and as she began to settle
in for the night, Preston looked up.
Descending upon him was Mandy's exhausted vagina. Still tangled in the mess of pubic
hairs. Preston was unable to avoid it. It declined, mashing him down. Mandy's exposed
outer lips pressed hard upon him, flattening him into Katy's groin. After some slight
adjustments, Preston decided the two lovers were settled in for the night.
In the silence, Preston evaluated his situation. All that was left to be done was the act
untangling himself from Katy's pubic hairs that were wrapped around his entire body,
then escaping from being trapped underneath his best friends vagina which was currently
coating his entire body with post coital juices making it near impossible to do anything,
find a way to contact Mandy while avoiding her psycho girlfriend whom tried to kill him,
and then discover a way to return to his normal height...
'Man I wish I still had my cigarettes,' Preston thought as he began to untangle himself.
Part 9
Preston awoke with a startle. He couldn't move, and everything was dark. His mind raced
through the events that had happened the night before as it attempted to figure out what
happened. The last thing he remembered was being down in between Katy and Mandy's
loins. Oh crap, he must have fallen asleep, or passed out, or something. Preston realized
that he probably didn't have much time before the ladies awoke, and he needed to escape
so that he could find a place to hide and devise a plan.
Upon trying to move, Preston started to worry. He was completely fixed in place. Unlike
before, there wasn't any real pressure being forced on him. It almost seemed like he was
stuck in a shell. After a few seconds of reasoning, Preston came to the realization that he
was trapped in an area of Mandy's dried and hardened post-coital juices. Considering the
aroma that invaded the area, he figured that he was in the same place he was when he
passed out.
This meant that he was either stuck to one of two things: Mandy's vagina or Katy's pubic
hair. Considering that both girls were likely to take showers, neither of these positions
seemed at all safe. Even though, after what he had gone through, he was pretty sure he
would survive it, Preston had no desire to be washed down the drain and end up go knows
where.
After a time, the muted sound of the alarm clock could be heard. The world around him
shifted, and the ceiling began to lift. Watching the beautiful naked form of his best friend
rise, it was now apparent that Preston was firmly attached to the psycho that tried to kill
him. Mandy stretched in the morning sun, sporting the biggest smile Preston ever saw he
have before coffee. Giving her voluptuous and still slumbering girlfriend a once over, she
sauntered off to the bathroom.
The room now lit, Preston looked around at his surroundings. He was part of a matted
clump of Katy's pubic hair, dried and stuck to her body. Almost all of his body was coated
in Mandy's carnal epoxy. He had become so used to not breathing, he hadn't realized until
now that his mouth and nose were covered too. It sure would be handy if he kept some of
these powers once he got big again. If he got big again.
Fifteen minutes later Mandy emerged, drying off her hair with a towel. Preston watched
helplessly as she slowly got dressed for work. As he watched the beauty, a feeling of
despair washed over him. It was hopeless. Everything that he tried to get her attention had
failed. He was beginning to accept the fact that he would never again be a normal man.
Tears began to swell, but there was no way of wiping them away.
What made him think that if he got her attention, there would be a cure to his tinyness.
This was his life now, an insignificant spec that no one would ever notice. He was sick of
struggling. It had gotten nowhere. The situation was hopeless, Preston had lost. When
Katy woke up, she would shower and he would be washed down the drain and lost forever
and there was nothing he could to about it. He was of no more importance than the cum he
was stuck to.
Watching Mandy's every move, Preston tried to burn an image of his soul mate into his
brain. She flowingly moved over towards the bed, leaned down, and woke Katy with a
kiss. "Good Morning, lover," she cooed.
"Mmm, good morning sweetie," Katy responded, half-awake.
"I'm off to work. There's coffee in the pantry."
"Okay," she said impatiently, wanting to return to sleep.
"Take care... I love you," Mandy whispered with her eyes full of devotion.
"Mmm Hmm" Katy said without thought, or even looking at her.
With a smile painted on her face, Mandy looked down at her girlfriend with eyes that
seemed to be asking for something. Silently, and with an air of sadness about her, she
turned around and walked out the door. Preston laid there, in the quiet room for a few
minutes, and then something snapped. It wasn't fair.
Mandy wasn't happy. He realized that now, even though Mandy constantly said otherwise.
He has never understood how Katy could have possibly been as wonderful as Mandy
swore. She had never shown a lick of kindness to Preston, and it was beginning to become
apparent that she didn't get any better with Mandy, just better at hiding her true self. Katy
was a manipulative bitch, who saw Mandy as nothing more than another good fuck.
Preston started to get angry. All that Mandy asked for was love, and she wasn't getting it
from where she thought it would come. All Preston asked was for the same thing, and he
wasn't getting it from the only place he wanted. He would give Mandy the stars if she
wanted. Katy would dump her once things go boring. The worst part was that he was
pretty sure Mandy knew it, but didn't want to admit it. She was afraid of being alone
Katy wasn't good enough for Mandy and that's all there was to it. Preston couldn't go on
letting the love of his life settle for this horrible person. It wasn't time to give up. Preston
knew he had to be found so that he could show Mandy what kind of evil Katy was. Maybe
he would never be big again, but he would at least let Mandy know that there was
someone who loved her, truly. With a newfound feeling of denotation, Preston had just
begun to devise a plan of attack when Katy began to stir.
After a few reluctant groans, Katy sat up. Preston was lunged over as the two legs were
thrown over the side of the bed. In a position where the only direction he could look was
up, the awe inspiring sight of the underside of Katy's massive breasts filled his view. After
a few minutes of yawning and stretching, she rose. The world rushed quickly by as she
made her way to the bathroom.
Not even bothering to shut the door behind her, Katy stood naked in front of the mirror.
Even in the morning, Preston noticed, the red headed goddess was a sight to behold. Even
from his vantage point, he could not find himself in the reflection. All he saw was a
tangled mass of red pubic hair. His stomach lurched as Katy turned around to warm up the
shower.
Eventually the inevitable happened and Katy stepped in. As she entered the stall, giant
ricochet water bullets bouncing off the walls began to pelt Katy's body. One immediately
splashed directly above where Preston was stuck, and the water began to drip down onto
him. This gave him enough freedom to move his arms and wrap one of the pubic hairs
around his wrist, and at not a moment too soon.
Katy pivoted toward the gushing flow of water, sending a cascading sheet moving down
her body. It hit Preston full force and he was knocked down and suspended only by the
hair wrapped around his arm, which felt like it would separate from his body. As Katy
rotated to where her back was against the nozzle, the water flow decreased into a trickle
that consisted of the water coming over her shoulders.
The water burst had made Preston drop down a good ways and he now rested directly
between the two outer lips of Katy's vagina. Not particularly liking this spot, (not that he
didn't appreciate the view) Preston didn't have the leeway to change the situation, he was
holding on for dear life.
Looking up, Katy seemed to be enjoying the warm water. She was rubbing her hands all
over her body and just letting the water hit her. Her hand began to descend towards
Preston's position. In a swift motion, she had rubbed the length of her vagina, pressing
Preston inside, headfirst, about two feet. Once again plunged into darkness, Preston tried
to pry his way out, but his arms were firmly pressed into his side.
Swinging his leg, Preston managed to find the hair that was still attached to his arm.
Working blindly, he managed to wrap his leg around it twice. Using all the leg muscle he
had, he began to kick Using the hair as leverage, each well place kick drew him a little
further out. The final kick shot him out, sending him dangling precariously by his leg and
his arm.
The next big splash of water did it. The drop seemed to envelop him and he fell down with
it. Hitting the hard floor, Preston began to quickly slide on his back. Overhead, Katy
showered unknowingly. It was a beautiful sight, Preston thought as he passed underneath
the arch off Katy's legs that rose far above him. Huge water droplets fell down all around
him as he continued his descent towards the drain.
His eyes fixed on the towering goddess above him, he watched as she fumbled with the
soap and it slipped around in her hands before finally dropping it. He watched the soap
drop, getting larger and larger. He realized a millisecond before it happened that the soap
was going to smash into him. Before he could even mutter a gasp, the giant bar hit the
floor and imbedded him far into it.
The only sensation Preston experienced during the next few moments was one of
movement. Katy was undoubtedly finishing washing herself. After it felt like the soap was
set down, Preston began to make his way out. It wasn't all that hard, considering the soap
was still wet, and the soap was set down with his side facing upwards. Once he was free,
he stood on the top of the soap, surprised to discover that he was not in the shower, but on
the counter in Mandy's bathroom.
Katy stood before him, with her back turned, pulling on a pair of tight fitting jeans,
topless. She came up and turned around, prompting Preston to duck down. Satisfied, Katy
walked back into the bedroom slamming the door shut behind her.
It took a few minutes for Preston to comprehend what had just happened. He wasn't dead,
he wasn't stuck in some sort of erogenous zone, he was alone, and he was essentially safe.
He couldn't believe his luck. Realizing that it might be easier to contact Mandy on a flat
smooth surface that still provided some hiding places for when Katy came in, Preston was
renewed with hope. His cloud's sliver lining was beginning to shine.
Part 10
After showering, Katy laid back and rested on the bed. She turned on the television but
wasn't really interested in what was on screen. Had the night before really happened. Had
she really sent a man to his death inside the ass of her girlfriend? Had she really gotten
Mandy to unknowingly kill her best friend? Did she really have that kind of control over
someone's life? It seemed like a bizarre fantasy, but it was true. All of that had happened.
Katy soaked in the incredible sense of power that surrounded her right now. Perhaps she
was too hasty in killing poor Preston. Or at least waited until she could find out exactly
how he shrank before killing him. God what she wouldn't give to be able to shrink down
anyone she wanted. Something about tea. Some kind of tea he drank. The only tea Mandy
kept around the house was this disgusting green tea. She cursed herself for letting this kind
of opportunity slip away
*****
Preston, not being one to overlook a blessing, took full advantage of his giantess free
environment and rested all day. Nestling in to the space between the soap dish and the
mirror, he fell fast asleep. Thrice he was awakened when Katy had to use the facilities. All
three times, he lay perfectly still, not even daring to breathe. Even though it was nearly
impossible for Katy to find him, he wasn't taking any chances.
When he finally woke up, feeling rested, he wasn't sure what time it was. Looking out the
window, he saw sunlight waning and realized that Mandy would be home soon, if not
already. Preston tried to think of a plan of attack, but all of them ended up consisting of
screaming and waving his arms. The hard part was getting Mandy's attention and letting
her know of what happened without having Katy know he was here.
A short while later, Mandy came home. Preston could make out the girls' conversation
from inside the bathroom, and realized that Mandy had laundry to do before anywhere
else. After some protest from Katy, she gave in and also agreed to go along. The rest of
the conversation was meaningless chitchat. Once they had gone, Preston was left alone in
the apartment. He knew that there was a Laundromat provided in the apartment complex,
and Mandy did laundry fairly often, so there weren't many clothes to wash. At his
estimation, he had about two hours.
*****
Not realizing he had dozed off, Preston was surprised when he was startled awake by the
front door slamming. Hearing both girls' voices, he poked his head out from behind the
soap dish. The bathroom door opened and Mandy entered with a basket full of laundry.
She set it down next to the sink and began to put up towels from the basket. Seizing this
opportunity, Preston made a break for it.
He shot out from behind the soap dish and headed for the edge of the counter, but there
was quite a bit of distance to cover. Once the towels were put up. Mandy turned around
and fixed her hair in the mirror and Preston began to yell as he ran. He made as much
noise as his little vocal chords could. Suddenly, he realized a fatal error to his plan. Katy
entered through the door and placed her arms around Mandy.
Preston tried to put on the breaks but the counter was still slightly wet from when Katy
had washed her hands earlier that day. He fell on his stomach and with the momentum he
had from running and the near frictionless surface, he began to coast along the counter top.
Screaming now in terror, rather than to get attention he slid uncontrollably off the edge of
the counter.
Closing his eyes and waiting to hit the hard floor, Preston was surprised to hit soft ground.
After the initial jar, he opened his eyes to realize that he had fallen in the laundry basket.
He had no idea what piece of clothing he was resting on, but had no desire to spend any
more time the that drawer. Looking up, he saw the two goddesses arguing.
"C'mon," Katy pleaded, "Let the laundry wait. I'm hungry for you now. I've waited all
day and I'm about to explode"
"Well then a few more minutes won't hurt you" Mandy replied, "Besides, I don't want my
clothes to wrinkle"
"So then you can iron them later" With that sentiment, Katy stuck her tongue into
Mandy's ear.
Hearing the moan that came forth from Mandy's lips, Preston figured that Katy's closing
argument sold her. For the first time ever, he was glad Katy got her way. This would buy
him more time to escape. Without much more thought, the duo exited the bathroom
turning off the lights and absently closing the door as they went.
Luckily for Preston he had landed on top of what now seemed to be a blouse that was on
the very top of the basket. The clothes were piled high and escape would be an easy task,
because the rim was actually several feet below him. Making his way to the edge Preston
was so focused on figuring out what to do after the basket, he failed to notice the gap in
the clothes directly in front of him.
He carelessly stepped into the seemingly solid gap and immediately wished he'd been
more careful. Falling in to the clothes, he slid and bounced his way through the freshly
cleaned clothes. Preston ended up being once again wedged in between something, this
time it was Mandy's clothes. The pile of clothes on top of him prevented much movement
and eliminated any immediate plans of escape.
Preston thrashed around but wasn't able to make any headway. There wasn't any light in
the basket and Preston wasn't sure where he was. He would crawl his way in one direction
for a while, but then would come to an impasse and turn around just to repeat the process.
There just didn't seem to be a way out. After an hour of trying to free himself, he gave up.
He would just have to wait until Mandy put up her clothes. Finding whatever he was on
surprisingly comfortable, Preston made himself snug. It became obvious that the laundry
wasn't going to be touched tonight.
*****
The world came suddenly to motion as Preston was shook awake. The basket was moving,
and Preston was being tossed around. More and more light was being let in, as it became
apparent that either Mandy or Katy was going through the clothes. The canopy above
Preston was lifted and he finally saw what was going on. Mandy was getting dressed. The
article of clothing above him was a bra that Mandy was now snapping on.
Something was odd. Preston could see above him, bet there still seemed to be something
covering him. A thin layer of transparent silky fabric... odd. It all suddenly became clear
as Mandy reached into the basket again. Preston was thrown backwards as the ceiling and
floor shifted past him. He stopped rolling as he hit a fabric wall, but was still moving. As
he looked up at Mandy, he realized that he had managed to get caught in a pair of her
nylons.
Mandy carried the pantyhose into the bedroom, bouncing Preston against her calf as she
walked. The hose was slung over a chair as Mandy picked out what she was going to
wear. With Katy still sleeping, Preston decided it was safe to scream. As he hung there in
the toe section of the nylons, he tried to find a way out. The fabric seemed thin, but was
deceptively strong. With all his might, Preston wasn't able to break through the silky
fibers.
After deciding on a smart looking outfit, Mandy walked back over and picked up the hose.
Preston was lifted and then slammed to the ground as Mandy sat in the chair letting the
ends of the nylons fall to the floor. In sheer panic, Preston saw Mandy insert her foot into
the other leg of the nylon. Seeing no means of escape from this situation, Preston stiffened
and prepared for the inevitable.
The foot began it's decent. Preston watched in fear as it eased into the opening at first, but
then met resistance as the nylon closed in around it. The fibers around him tightened as the
foot grew closer. At once, it was on him. The toes flew past him as he was rolled along the
underside of Mandy's sole. The fabric finally stopped moving but Preston didn't have
time to rest because he was instantly slammed into the floor.
This was the most pressure that Preston had felt so far. It was also the most insanely
painful. Preston wasn't sure he was going to survive. His body was as compact as it could
ever possibly be. He ended up directly beneath the ball of the foot and the entire weight of
Mandy was pressing down upon him. She only stood there for a second, but it seemed like
an eternity.
Suddenly, Preston was up. For an instant he was flying upwards and forwards at an
extremely fast velocity. Then came back the pressure as Mandy stepped down again. This
was sheer torture. Each harmless step that was taken dealt Preston a world a pain. He had
no time to think about anything except for the pain. The process repeated again and again
as Mandy walked around the apartment. The only breaks in the process were when Mandy
stood still long enough to finish dressing, and when she sat down to eat a quick bowl of
cereal.
During the latter instance, Preston was given a break. As Mandy ate at the table, she rested
her feet on her heels easing the pressure on Preston. Taking advantage of his first break,
Preston began to climb towards the toes. His plan was simple: to be anywhere but where
he was, and the toes were the closest things. Maybe he could make his way to the top of
the toes, he could find a way out.
Working quickly, and using the nylon fibers as footholds, Preston made his way to the
curve where the ball of the foot met the toes. With a jerk, Mandy finished breakfast and
stood up. Bracing for the horrible crushing, Preston was relieved to discover that his new
position under the toes was a million times better. Grabbing onto the nylon so as not to
slide back under the ball or one of the toes, Preston held on as Mandy returned to the
bedroom.
Mandy was grabbing something, but Preston couldn't figure out what it was. Then as she
sat back down it became obviously clear. Mandy was putting on her shoes. The shrunken
man had no choice as his body was slid into a black high-heeled pump. Only three words
could come to Preston's mind to describe being inside Mandy's shoe: hot, tight, and dark.
It appeared as though Preston was going to work with Mandy.
*****
"I can't thank you enough for helping me around the cafe while Bill is away, Landra"
Sherral said to her niece.
"Like I said, it's not a prob, Aunt Sher," Landra replied.
Sherral was lucky her niece was able to make it out to help. Running the Celestial Cafe
was not a one-person job, and her husband's mother had suddenly become ill, so he went
to her side. Landra was Sherral's niece from her sister's side. Not able to have kids
herself, despite every fertility drug know to man, Sherral help raised her. Everyone agreed
that the girl took after herself more than her more conservative mother. Landra was a very
attractive nineteen year old, and the male customers tended to show up at a greater
frequency when she helped out.
"Still, you don't know how much this means to me. Anyways," Sherral continued, "doing
inventory is easy. Just cross check this list with the stock we have here. If you come across
any differences let me know."
"Ok," she brightly said, taking the clipboard. Almost instantly her brow furrowed as she
double-checked something on the list. "Um, Aunt Sherral, what about this tea here. It
looks like there's less here than there should be."
Taking the list, Sherral realized which tea Landra was talking about. It was some of her
very special tea "Oh, I doubt that," she laughed, "I only use that particular tea on very
special occasions" Sherral stopped dead as she realized that Landra was right. Some of the
malic tea was missing. This was bad, very bad. How could that have happened.
After a few minutes a thought dawned on her. Checking the similar looking box of
relaxation tea that was sitting next to the malic tea, she realized she was right. There was
more than there should be. Oh god, Sherral realized, she had accidentally given someone a
dose of the malic shrinking tea by mistake, instead of the almost identical Sanshi Valley
relaxation tea. But who? She thought back, trying to remember the last person she gave
the relaxation tea to. Then it hit her; she remembered.
"Preston!"
"What, Aunt Sherral? Who's Preston?"
"Oh Goodness. Quick, Landra, bring my the list of preferred customers' phone numbers"
*****
Katy awoke as the phone rang. Reaching over to the phone, she looked at the clock. It was
already past nine.
"Hello...Wait, hold on, slow down...No this isn't Mandy, this is her girlfriend
Katy...what?...what?...really?...REALLY?...you're kidding," a wicked grin that would
scare even the bravest souls burst out upon Katy's face, "Thank god we were wondering
what happened to him... No, he's safe...uh, he's with Mandy right now. They were, um,
trying to figure out a way to change him back... No, it might be a while till they return,
you'd better come over now... and you say that you need the bring the shrinking tea with
you?... no, that just fine. I'll see you then."
Part 11
Inside Mandy's shoe, Preston was in hell, and it was only getting hotter. Luckily, He was
in her left shoe, so once she had gotten in the car, the pressure was relieved. Thank God
Mandy drove an automatic. At least for now, her foot was at rest. The vibrations of the car
underneath the shoe shook Preston to his very core. He had to grab on to the nylon
beneath him to keep from rattling around.
Preston's eyes were starting to adjust to the pitch darkness and what he could vaguely see
was simply incredible. It was like a giant moving cavern. Giant walls of flesh rose from
behind and above him. On one side of him, Mandy's big toe touched down and on the
other side was the pinky. But most frightening and awe-inspiring was the marvel directly
in front of him. Mandy's toes curled down from the ceiling forming a huge blockade.
Every once in a while, they would twitch or wiggle slightly. It was a simple unconscious
movement but to Preston it was both breathtaking and very intimidating. Female feet had
always been something that charmed Preston, but he had never told anyone about it.
Mandy's feet in particular always turned him on. Often he would give her a seemingly
innocent foot massage, and it was always a most amorous experience for him.
Now, Mandy's foot surrounded him on all sides. Luckily for him, his tiny size allowed
him enough headway for breathing room. He would have gone insane if he were still stuck
under the ball of Mandy's foot, increased dexterity or not. Eventually, the hum of the car
stopped and Preston steadied himself for the inescapable. Mandy began to walk to her
office as Preston held on for his life.
After a walk that seemed to last seven hours, the movement around him stopped... or at
least slowed down. Preston guessed that Mandy was now sitting at the desk where she
spent most of her day. This would give him time to devise a new plan of action. Of course,
the only thing he could think to do was to find a way out of Mandy's shoe. Unfortunately,
he couldn't think of a way to do this.
Shortly after Mandy sat down and all was still, hell broke out again. To Preston it felt like
a earthquake, he was being tossed around even more than when Mandy was walking.
Preston knew what Mandy was doing immediately and cursed himself for not thinking
about it soon. Mandy was unconsciously tapping her foot under her desk. It was one of
Mandy's quirks that drove Preston crazy. She would do it at the movies or in a waiting
room and he was always griping to her about it.
Now the unaware idiosyncrasy that normally annoyed Preston was tossing him around
relentlessly. He was being thrown about and slamming into everything. He hit the back of
the ball of the foot, crashed into the sole of the shoe, and then rebounded up to where her
second smallest toe joined with the rest of the foot and then... stuck.
Mandy's foot was starting to develop a thin layer of perspiration upon it. When Preston
was flung upwards he adhered to the toe and then pressed upwards so that he was in the
crease of where the toe bent. Mandy absently curled her toes again and Preston was
encased in a tomb of flesh one again. The tapping eventually stopped and Mandy unflexed
her toes giving Preston just enough time to react.
Using all of his strength he pressed his way upwards in between the pinky and the toe he
was stuck to. His process was made harder by the fact that Mandy's toes were naturally
squeezing themselves together to counteract his presence. The going was tough, but
Preston eventually made it to on top of the toes where he took a short breather. Still
incased in darkness, and hindered on one side by the nylon, he began his lonely ascent.
*****
"So you see," Sherral said, "I never ever meant to give Preston the shrinking tea. It really
even shouldn't have been back there mixed in with the rest of the teas."
"Mmm Hmm" Katy said with an interested look.
Katy and Sherral were sitting at the kitchen table sharing a cup of coffee. Sherral was
under the impression that Mandy was on her was back soon with Preston. Katy had told
her the little white lie in order to get her to come to the apartment. She figured Sherral
wouldn't be so willing to come if she knew exactly what she had done to poor Preston.
Now that the lady was here, Katy wasn't sure exactly what her next move was. All she
knew was that she would stop at nothing from getting that shrinking tea.
"So," Katy continued, "tell me all about where you acquired a tea that makes people
shrink. I find it absolutely fascinating."
"Well the leaves for the tea come from the South American malic bush. Very rare. You
could probably count the number of healthy bushes on your fingers. I just happen to know
the right people. Anyway, the amazon tribe known as the Malics first discovered this
unique plant and has used it for centuries as part of their culture. They would shrink down
their enemies and wear them as jewelry... as well as other things. Very gruesome indeed.
"Go on"
"Well. The descendants of the tribe keep all the known bushes to themselves. Which I
suppose is a good thing. I'd hate to know what would happen some government got a hold
of even a few leaves. A little goes a long way... as I'm sure you've seen. By good fortune,
I happen to have come across more than I'll ever need in one lifetime."
"How exactly does it work?"
Oh, well the way I use it is to make it into a tea. You see, in order for it to work, it has to
be introduced into the body somehow, either by drinking, inhaling, injection... Anyway
my tea is a little bit of the malic leaf mixed with filler. You know, spices and whatnot.
That's why it took Preston so long to shrink. A concentrated dose will shrink you
instantly. Which is why I have to be very careful with this."
Sherral brought out a small velvet pouch about the size of Katy's fist. Her eyes lit up
instantly.
"There's enough malic powder in here to shrink the whole city. It's my entire stash."
Katy could barely speak she was so excited, and was doing her best not to show it "Why
exactly do you need the malic powder to enlarge Preston?"
"Well, by some quirk of nature, the only antidote the malic shrinking is to mix it with leaf
of the ticonda bush that grows in the same valley. Luckily, this is a bit easier to come by,
because by itself it is useless." With that, she pulled out a smaller bag. "I didn't have time
to mix it yet, do you mind?"
"Not at all. I'm very anxious to see this"
"Oh, well mixing the two powders isn't that exciting. There's no flashes or puffs of smoke
like in the movies." As she talked, Sherral used an instrument that looked like it was
designed to pick up and mix small amounts of powder to do just that. "One very
marvelous thing that it does is convert the energy that it takes away from mass into a kind
of increased durability. It makes the shrunken person nearly indestructible..." Once the
antidote was ready, she placed it in another bag and handed it to Katy. "Here you go. Now
all we have to do is get Preston to eat a bit of it. There's more than enough there."
Katy took the pouch and placed it in her pocket. During the conversation, she was trying
to think of a way to get the bag of powder away from the aging Pagan without her
noticing. As Sherral started to put the bag away, Katy realized she had no choice. The
subtle approach wasn't working.
So with a deceiving smile on her face and all the grace of a charging rhino, Katy sucker
punched Sherral from across the table.
*****
Preston had made it to the edge of the shoe and sunlight was beginning to show. He
emerged from the high heel victoriously and took in the fresher air. His feelings of
triumph were dashed as he looked upwards and saw the huge climb still ahead of him.
Mandy's legs reached skyward till they disappeared into her skirt. Walking up her ankle to
the base of her leg Preston began to scale the limb.
Using the nylon as leverage Preston found that the climbing was pretty easy. The hardest
part was keeping his mind focused. Between the silky smooth nylon and the silky smooth
leg rubbing against his tiny body, that was a harder thing that it seemed. At about one
forth of the way up the calve, Preston reached another problem. Mandy's itch reflex was
kicking in. Her other foot came snuck up on him from behind and proceeded to rub him
hard into Mandy's leg.
Stunned, but not beaten, Preston continues his noble climb. The scratching process
continued every five minutes or so until he was far enough up the leg for the other foot no
to reach. Once he got to the knee he took a break. Looking down he realized how far he'd
come and was filled with a new sense of vigor. He moved up the leg faster now that he
was on a horizontal surface, but it was still difficult with the nylon pressing on top of him.
Suddenly the leg below him started to shake. He felt himself drop down as his stomach
lurched. Looking above him he realized what was happening. Mandy was crossing her
legs. The enormous voluptuous mass moved over head at a seemingly slow pace to
Preston. It loomed overhead for an instant and then dropped down once again introducing
Preston to an enormous amount of pressure, although not nearly as bad as some that he
had experienced.
If it was erotic before, now it was purely aphrodisiac now. With the soft and sensual thigh
above him, Preston managed to squeeze through. Very slowly. Very enjoyably. After
Preston had already made it through most of the amative gauntlet, Mandy uncrossed her
legs. He was almost to the top of the nylons. Where he'd go from there he wasn't sure, but
he'd figure something out, he always had before.
Full of hope and carelessness, Preston wasn't watching where he was going and lost his
footing when he came to the part where the thigh meets the pelvis. Without warning he
fell down the crease and almost rolled under the thigh. At this point Mandy crossed her
legs again barring all ways of escape except one. Realizing the path he must take, Preston
sighed. It seemed he must once more face Mandy's pantied vagina.
Part 12
Katy looked down at the unconscious lady lying sprawled out on the living room floor.
She had dragged Sherral out of the kitchen and placed her here, unsure of what to do next.
She held the bag of shrinking powder in her hand and starred at it for a long time. Over
and over in her head it had seemed so simple. The plan was to shrink the old lady and take
the powder. Now that the scheme was almost complete, Katy was having second thoughts.
Could she really shrink another human being? Sure the though of it was intoxicating.
Opening the bag, she placed her thumb and index finger into the powder. It was very fine,
almost like talcum. Of course, when she had Preston in her fingers it was like a feeling
that she didn't think she could ever duplicate. As she though about holding the tiny
person, she began to rub the powder in between her fingertips, letting the loose powder
fall back in the bag.
It had been grand, having all that control over a person. Of course having control was
something Katy was used to, as she tended to hold the leash in all her relationships, both
personal and professional. Katy made the conscious decision when she ran away at the age
of fifteen that no one would ever control her, ever hurt her again. Not like her father had.
As thoughts of her father permeated her memories, she began to grind the powder harshly
in between her fingers.
How Katy wished her father was here right now. There would be no question about what
she would do then. But he had been shot in a bar fight a few years back. He had died how
he lived, as a drunken bastard. Katy's mind snapped back to the present as she realized
that she still had a decision to make.
As she thought about everything, mainly how wonderful it felt to have complete power
over someone, a smile crept across her face. She was going to do it. A rush of adrenaline
surged through Katy's veins as she dipped her fingers once again into the bag of malic
powder. Crawling over to the inanimate pagan she had to steady her hand as she opened
Sherral's mouth and placed a dab of the powder on her tongue. Making sure there was no
more powder left on her fingers, Katy took a step back and waited.
After a few seconds, Sherral's skin began to glow a soft incandescent blue. Without any
other indication, the body was suddenly replaced by a pile of clothes, which held the shape
of the body that previously housed them for a split second, and then crumpled. Like a kid
at Christmas, Katy began searching through the clothes until she finally found the
slumbering form of a tiny, tiny woman.
With care she placed Sherral on her fingertip. As Katy looked down at her finger, she
realized instantly that she had made the right choice. A shiver went down her spine and
shook her to her very soul. She was in charge from here on out. Amid her ecstasy, a
realization hit Katy. Sure the first shrink had been successful, but what if something went
wrong later on down the line.
After deliberation, she realized that she might want to hold on to her little captive for the
time being. After all, Sherral had said that a shrunken person didn't need food or air or
anything, so Katy could basically stick her anywhere and not worry about her. With a
smile on her face and a spring in her step, she walked off to the bedroom to find a hiding
place and wait for Mandy to get home.
*****
Preston had a hard time keeping his mind on the task ahead of him. He realized there
might have been an easier way to climb to the top of Mandy's pantyhose, but he couldn't
think of any right now. The panties were right in front of him and the fabric would allow
for easy enough climbing. He needed to get more center before he started climbing
upwards, so when he got to the top, he would have an easier time getting out of the
pantyhose. With the pantyhose at his back pressing on him, he started to move away from
the crease where the thigh and the pelvis met.
Because of the way Mandy's crotch curved underneath her, the footing wasn't very firm.
Preston was able to make his way across the crotch by grabbing on to the panty fabric and
going hand over hand while using the nylon to his back as a support to keep from falling
backwards.
Preston was starting to get really turned on again. Mandy's smell was all around him and
it was simply inebriating. Things got even worse when he reached the outer lip of
Mandy's vagina. It came as a surprise to him as he reached out to grab his next handhold
and felt it. He stopped moving for a second and extended his hand out to feel it. Just the
length of this one lip was much bigger than his entire body.
With a sigh, Preston began to make his way over the vaginal lip. This was a little more
difficult for several reasons. For one, the nylon mesh had been replaced by the cotton
crotch area of the pantyhose. This made things much darker and hotter and harder to
navigate. Mandy's scent was also starting to intensify making it increasingly harder for
Preston to concentrate.
To make maters much worse it seemed Mandy was starting to get restless. Perhaps Preston
presence wasn't going entirely unnoticed. It seemed like it was time to start the upward
climb. He had just made it over the lip when suddenly the world around him began to
move severely and Preston lost his foothold. He was hanging on just by his hands when
another jerk made him lose his grip and he began to fall.
Preston felt himself slipping downwards and sliding underneath Mandy until he finally
came to a stop. He was in a horizontal position wedged between the cotton of the
pantyhose and the cotton of the panties. The way he was positioned, Mandy's vaginal lips
pressed out slightly on either side of him letting him know that he was at the exact center
of Mandy's not so private parts.
Some sort of movement was made around him and the hose behind Preston became taut as
he was shoved directly into the panties. Sweet smelling cotton was on all sides of Preston
as he struggled to make his way out of this pit. Unfortunately the more he struggled, the
hotter it got, the stronger the scent became, and Preston wasn't sure, but it felt like the
cotton was starting to become a bit moist.
*****
Mandy was having a very difficult time concentrating on the vast amounts of paperwork
in front of her. She was becoming flushed as she realized that she was staring to get really
hot about something. Maybe it was the great sex she had been getting, but something was
definitely pushing her buttons. She shifted and squirmed in her desk for a bit before
deciding to go to the bathroom to cool off.
*****
The giant mounds of woman around Preston began to move and shift more violently and
definitely than before and he realized that Mandy must be standing up. Grabbing on,
Preston could feel the force of the two giant pillars of legs gently brushing up together as
she walked. Well, at least it was gentle on a normal scale. To Preston it was enough raw
energy to crush a city block.
After a short walk, Preston felt his stomach drop again as he felt himself falling, still stuck
between the two cotton walls. He never hit solid ground, but once it felt like the free fall
was over, Preston scrambled to make his way out from beneath the wet panties. Struggling
to get to the edge of the underwear, Preston hoisted himself on top to get a better look at
where he was.
Looking up, Preston wished he hadn't. He followed Mandy's two legs skyward where
they met at a toilet bowl. It didn't seem like she was using the bathroom though. If Preston
didn't know better, he'd swear that Mandy's was gently stroking herself. Preston realized
that either his climb really had made an impact, or that Mandy was a lot hornier that he
had ever realized. Enraptured by the spectacle above, Preston wasn't prepared for a
sudden twitch in movement that sent him sliding into the inner crotch of the panties where
it was a lot wetter than it had seemed on the outside.
*****
Mandy pulled down her panties and hose and sat down on the cold toilet seat. In an
attempt to allay her hormones she gently stroked herself until she was under control. She
felt very strange doing this sort of thing at work, but it kind of gave her a bit of a rush.
Cleaning off her hands with toilet paper, she was about to pull up her panties when she
decided that she might want to check and see if they were too wet to wear.
Reaching down with her index finger, she dabbed the crotch of her underwear. They were
a bit moist, but still wearable. Wiping her finger off on her blouse she pulled up her hose
and went back to work. Mandy decided that while she was up, she might as well go do the
check on the cameras for the telethon that she had been putting off.
*****
When Preston saw the huge finger coming down, his initial thought was that Mandy had
seen him and was reaching for him. That theory was shot to hell as the finger slammed
down on him and began to rub him around. As the finger lifted back into the air, Preston
realized that the coital juices were adhering him to it. After a few seconds of ear popping
movement, his body was wiped upon Mandy's blouse right above her left breast.
With new vigor, Preston used all his might to find something to hold on to. The stickiness
held him in place for a few more seconds before falling down. By good fortune, he fell
right on top of the pocket button of Mandy's blouse. Grabbing on to a string that tied the
button in place, Preston wrapped it around his wrist and held on for the ride.
After a few moments of walking Preston realized that Mandy had taken him to the studio
where they filmed all the telethons. He recognized it due to the fact that Mandy suckered
him into helping every time. From his vantage point, it looked like Mandy was just
making some routine checks on all the video equipment.
Walking over to one of the cameras, Mandy reached over the front of it to adjust some
setting on the top when she brushed Preston against the machine. Unable to hold on well
enough, Preston was ripped free from the safety of the button and landed somewhere on
the huge studio camera. He was in some sort of alcove with a huge wall of glass making
up the back wall. After a little more investigating, Preston came to the conclusion that he
was right in front of the lens.
*****
Mandy flipped on the master switch in the control room. One by one, all the monitors
began to glow.
"Camera one... check," she said to no one in particular as the screen lit up.
"Camera two... check."
"Camera three... che... what the hell?"
There was some sort of weird smudge on the lens of Camera three. It was out of focus, but
it almost looked like a person. Weird. Making sure that the other Cameras were operating
properly, Mandy went out to investigate. Going over to the machine, she looked into the
lens and was startled at what she saw. It almost looked like...
Mandy's clipboard went crashing to the floor.
"Preston?..."
Part 13
"
and so that's when you found me," Preston concluded.
Looking up at Mandy's dazed face he was filled with a joy that couldn't be described. In
order to hear him better, Mandy rigged up a lapel microphone and some headphones and
taken him back to her office. Preston sat on top of the microphone on the desk and
recounted all the horrors that fate had subjected him to. At first Mandy was filled with
questions, but as Preston came to the part about what Katy had done, she quickly shut up
and listened in horror.
The giantess' face was filled with a mixture of horror, embarrassment, and curiosity.
Preston didn't tell every detail of his adventure. He left out the part about what he was
doing that caused him to get trapped in Mandy's panties that first evening, as well as a few
other trivialities that would only serve to embarrass the both of them. At first he was
worried that Mandy wouldn't believe him, but it looked as if she were on his side.
"I just can't
I mean, how could she have
and I didn't even know
" were the only
things Mandy was able to muster out. Preston looked deep into her giant eyes and saw it
looked like she was about to cry. Then suddenly she busted out in tears. "Oh Preston, I'm
so sorry! I can't believe I caused you so much suffering," she got out in between sobs.
"Oh Mandy, it's ok." Preston was starting to cry himself. But his tears were those of joy.
"The important thing is that we're here together now. I thought I'd never get a chance to
talk to you again"
"I just
I just wish that I could hold you."
"I don't think that would be a problem for you"
"No," Mandy was about to squeak out a small laugh, "I mean hug you."
"Oh God, that's all I want right now too. But soon I'll be my old size again. We just need
to get in contact with Sherral. I'm sure she'll have the antidote." Actually, Preston wasn't
sure of that at all. But it was the only shot they had.
"Right! I'll call right now." Scanning though her Rolodex she found the number for the
celestial café. Picking up the phone, she dialed. An unfamiliar voice picked up the other
end. It was young and female.
"Celestial Café, Landra speaking. How may I help you?"
"Um, may I speak to Sherral please?"
"I'm sorry, but she's run out on an errand"
Damn! "Um
do you know when she'll be back?"
"Can't say. Might be all day. Can I take a message?"
"Just let her know that she needs to call Mandy RIGHT AWAY! It's urgent."
"Okay. Will do."
With a sunken look, Mandy hung up the phone. Looking down at Preston she said, "Well,
now we'll just have to go home and wait"
"Uh, Mandy, I don't think that's such a good idea. Isn't Katy still there?"
"Yes. We will have to go home and confront her eventually."
"Shouldn't we call the police or something?"
Mandy responded with a raised eyebrow. "And tell them what, exactly?"
"Yeah
good point. Just so long as you're there with me."
It looked like she was going to cry again. "Oh Preston, I'll get you out of this. I promise."
Looking up at the vision of beauty, it finally hit Preston that she was crying for him. She
really did care for him as much as he did for her. God, if she only wasn't a
No, there
was no sense going into in now. He was almost back to normal. There would be plenty of
time for sulking once he could properly do it over a beer.
"I believe you, Mandy. I really do"
Mandy gave a smile that filled Preston with a newfound sense of hope. It really was going
to be okay. The last hour, ever sense he was found, he had been telling himself that it was
over. It wasn't until now that he actually believed it.
"Well, how exactly am I going to carry you back home."
"Anything would be an improvement on the way that I came in."
Mandy managed another laugh. "Well, you're so small, I'm just afraid I'll lose you
Wait, I have an idea" Searching around her desk, she came up with a small length of
string. Gently lowering one end down to Preston she informed him to tie it around himself.
Catching on, Preston was able to get it secure around his waist. The simple piece of string
was thinker that a boat rope to him.
"Okay, ready?"
"Uh, yeah I guess
" before he knew it, Preston was being yanked off the microphone
and taken upwards. Dangling him in front of her face for a second, Mandy then used her
other hand to open up the pocket on her blouse. With a great deal of care, she slowly
lowered him into her pocket
Preston watched the world shoot bye until he landed softly on Mandy's right breast. The
sloping caused him to slide until he reached the bottom of the pocket. At first he was fine,
but the first time Mandy breathed in deeply, he slid down a little more, and his feet
became wedged in the bottom of the pocket. Mandy's giant breast pressed him in the back
with great force. Even though he was unable to move, Preston was relatively comfortable.
Not so much because of his position, but his state of mind.
*****
Satisfied that Preston was secure, Mandy draped the other end of the string on the outside
of her pocket. That should allow her to retrieve him quickly. With that behind her, all
thoughts turned toward Katy. As Mandy packed up her desk and prepared to go home, she
was getting madder and madder. What got her the most riled up was the fact that there was
no way Katy would be punished. She couldn't go to the police, and Mandy certainly
couldn't over power her.
At least Preston didn't get killed. That was the important thing. The only thing Mandy
could do was demand Katy leave immediately. There was a great deal of relief in that
thought. Their relationship had gotten bad. Really bad. Mandy had told herself so many
times that they had a great thing, that she had actually believed it. It wasn't until Katy had
gone on her recent trip that and she spent so much time with Preston that she remembered
that there were relationships where both people were equal.
It was Preston, really, that opened her eyes. The whole reason she agreed to go out with
Katy was because she was beautiful and Mandy didn't think she could do any better.
During the course of the relationship, Katy continually reinforced that though. She also
hated it when Mandy hung out with Preston. As she drove, she went over every thing that
Katy had done to her to ruin her self-esteem and just became angrier. She was ready to
explode.
Pulling into her parking space crooked, she slammed the door and ran up the stairs to her
apartment. Fumbling with the key in the door, she threw it open. Katy was sitting on the
couch reading a magazine.
"Hi sweetie, where's the fire?"
"Don't give me any of that sweetie bullshit."
Katy gave a confused look. "Mandy what wrong, I don't underst
"
"In know what you did to Preston"
There was a moment of pure silence in the room. Katy stopped cold. Mandy looked at her
with fire in her eyes. The smile that Katy used whenever she needed to talk her way out of
something crept across her face. Slowly Katy stood up and started to walk towards the
kitchen. "I don't know what you could be talking about."
"Enough Katy!" Feeling for the string, Mandy pulled Preston from her pocket. "I found
him."
Opening a kitchen drawer, and pulling something out, she replied with a fake smile.
"What is that?"
Blinded to anything Katy was doing due to her own rage, she stormed toward the kitchen.
"You know damn well what this is. I mean who this is. I mean
" suddenly Katy did
something that took Mandy completely by surprise. Without even flinching, she threw
some sort of powder in her face. Most of it got in her mouth. It was horribly bitter.
Smacking her tongue, she started to get dizzy. The last thing Mandy remembered before
her head hit the tile floor was the sound of Katy laughing.
Part 14
The world around Mandy slowly came back in to focus. There was a tight pressure
around her midsection and she couldn't move her arms. After a few brain processes, she
realized she was tied up. Swinging her legs, she became aware that she was suspended in
mid air. One by one, her senses came to, and the horrible realization sunk in. Mandy had
been shrunk.
She was bound and hanging by a string as thick as a rope. She was in her bedroom. It
looked like Katy had tied the string to the dangling cord of her ceiling fan. She was
slowly rotating and it seemed that she was alone in the room. Except that she was tied up
against something warm. Then it hit her.
"Preston?"
"Mandy! Thank God you're awake."
"What happened?"
"I don't know how, but Katy seemed to have gotten her hands on whatever it was that
shrinks people."
"What?!?"
"It was the powder she threw in your face. I don't know if it's the same stuff that shrunk
me, though, because you shrank instantly and your clothes didn't shrink with you. After
you shrank, she found us both in your clothes and tied us up with the string that I was tied
to."
"Oh my God! What are we going to do? What is she going to do?"
"I don't know, Mandy. I don't know. I've been trying for thirty minutes to get loose, but
the bitch tied us up really tight."
"Where is Katy?"
"Just in the other room. She's been coming back every few minutes to see if you've
woken up yet."
As if on cue, the door to the bedroom slammed open and the gust it created made the
bound pair start spinning. Katy walked over to where Preston and Mandy were hanging.
Moving in close enough to see that Mandy was now conscious, she stepped back and
ripped the string from the ceiling fan cord.
This was the first time Mandy has seen a person at her new size. It was spectacular.
When Katy eyed her, she realized her whole body wasn't even as big as her former
lover's pupil. The sheer power Katy demonstrated when the ripped the string free gave
her a sense for the first time just how much danger she was in.
Katy was changed, too. Not just because of her new size. It was something else. Mandy
had never seen crazed, yet focused demeanor on Katy before. Frankly, it scared the shit
out of her. Gone was her rose colored image of Katy as a gorgeous lover. It was replaced
by the thought of her as the monster that she really was. The only things going through
her mind were the terrifying stories Preston had told her of what she had done.
She broke down and began to cry. She felt so alone. Lost in a world of giants.
"Don't worry Mandy. We'll think of a way out of this. I got this far and by God, I'm not
about to give up now."
But she wasn't alone. Preston was there. Preston was always there. He had always treated
her she was the only one in the world. Plus, he had several days experience at this size.
His presence made her feel a bit better.
Katy took them over to the dining room table and carelessly dropped them down. Mandy
landed face up and she heard Preston grunt, as he was slammed into the table. Doing her
best to work with him, they were able to rock themselves so that they were both sitting
up. Mandy was directly facing Katy.
"Good morning sunshine," Katy said with the smile that made Mandy's blood curdle. As
she pronounced each syllable, a hot and humid blast of breath washed over Mandy's
body. "I trust you slept well. It doesn't really matter. You really shouldn't have done that
Preston. Contact Mandy, I mean. Now you're both going to die."
Mandy tried to say something but either Katy couldn't hear her or she was so wrapped up
in her megalomania that she didn't care.
"You're probably wondering how I got a hold of some of this wonderful shrinking
powder. Well, you're friend from that teashop came by this morning to clear up the little
mix-up she made. What's her name again? Sherry? Well, anyway she let her guard and
I'm afraid silly old me must have shrank her and killed her."
"You Bitch!" Preston screamed from behind Mandy.
Judging by the look in her face, she heard him that time. Her eyes became dark for a
second and then she regained composure. In one steady motion she slammed her fist
down on the table only a few feet (in her perspective) from where they were on the table.
Mandy's stomach lurched and her ears rang as the force of the blow sent her flying across
the tabletop. They landed on their sides and the lack of friction between the string
between the string and the tabletop caused them to go spinning and sliding.
The sudden motion left Mandy's equilibrium out of whack and as she struggled to make
the giant room stop spinning she heard Katy's voice booming from some unknown place.
"Now, now, now; is that anyway to treat your Goddess?"
"What the hell?" Preston muttered. "She's gone fucking drunk with power."
"I've never seen her like this. What are we going to do? She killed Sherral."
"I don't know. I'm thinking. Maybe her husband Bill will know what to do. All I know is
that we can't give up hope dammit. We just can't give up hope."
Suddenly they were pulled upwards and suspended from the string held in Katy's fingers.
"Now, where was I? Oh yes, your untimely death. Let's see. Because of the stupid side
my options are limited. I can't just crush you. At least I don't think so. It never hurts to
try."
Suddenly, Mandy felt her stomach drop as the rest of her body did too. The next thing she
knew she was on her back on top of Preston again (who let out another grunt) and Katy's
form loomed above. Katy's face seemed so far away it was hard to make out some of the
features, even though they so large. Katy was wearing a tight red top and short shorts
with no shoes on.
Mandy watched in horror as Katy raised one of her feet over head. Katy could see in
great detail the little bits of dirt that were on her feet from walking around barefoot.
"Oh God." Mandy murmured as she saw her fate poised above.
"What
" Preston inquired.
His question was immediately answered. Mandy didn't even have time to flinch as the
giant foot came down on top if them. With killer accuracy, Katy had got them right under
the ball of her foot, which was where all the pressure was focused. This being the first
time that Mandy had encountered pressure of this magnitude, she was completely
unprepared. It was all so fast and yet it seemed to take forever.
As the ceiling came down, Mandy could feel everything in her body compressing and
being stretched as far as they could go. She felt herself almost mesh with Preston's body
underneath her. As the foot was brought back up, she realized she began to go with it.
She was stuck to the bottom of Katy's foot and raised up in the air about thirty feet. At
that time, the weight of the string was enough to separate her from the sole and send her
crashing back down on top of Preston again. Once more, Preston let out a muffled moan.
Bending over, Katy picked up the string and Mandy and Preston with it. Examining them
and seeing that both were still alive, she let out a pout and dropped the string back on the
table. Mandy once more fell on Preston. Katy left the room for a minute and they took
advantage of the lapse to get upright again. Katy returned to the kitchen holding one of
Mandy's Exact-O knives.
"Alright, hold still." With an amazing amount of skill considering the lack of attention
she was paying Katy sliced string enough so that she and Preston were able to work their
way out of it. As the two untangled themselves Katy fetched a shot glass and placed it
next to them. With little care, she squeezed them both between her thumb and forefinger
and dropped them in.
"I'm going to get ready to go out tonight. I've got a delicious idea. You two don't go
anywhere." With a laugh, she walked of to the bathroom, shedding clothes as she went.
*****
Preston hit the glass with a thud. He hurt all over. Struggling to stand, he looked over and
saw Mandy hunched over in pain. It took a second to realize that he was looking at
Mandy. And she was the same size as he was. And she was naked. Putting that aside, he
rushed over to her and helped her up. He stood looking into her eyes and tears started to
roll down his face.
He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. She did the same.
"You have no idea how much I've been wanting to do this," he said. "I never though I'd
see you again."
Mandy began to cry at this point. She pulled him close to her and began to sob on his
shoulder.
"Mandy, I love you so much."
"I know, Preston. I know"
"No Mandy. I mean I really love you. Not in a friend way."
Mandy pulled herself away and looked him in the eyes. "I know Preston."
Preston was taken aback. "You do"
"Of course I do. I'm not stupid, Preston. I've been your best friend for how long? You
tend to pick up on things like that."
"How come you never said anything?"
"Because I didn't want to embarrass you. Because I didn't want to ruin our friendship.
Because I liked it. You were the only person to ever feel that way about me. But
"
"But you're a lesbian"
"Then Katy came along and I thought she loved me and so I latched on to her because it
was a simple solution. I was so desperate to find someone that I could even see what a
horrible person she was. I should have listened to you. You always knew."
Preston sat down and put his head in his hands. He couldn't believe that he had just told
Mandy that he loved her. He couldn't believe that she knew the whole time. He couldn't
believe that the entire conversation took place inside of a shot glass. He had always
known deep down that Mandy couldn't love him back, but he had built up this fantasy I
his head that when he told her, she'd say yes and they'd live happily ever after. It was an
irrational daydream, but
"But
"
But?
"But," Mandy continued, "I've just recently realized something. It doesn't matter."
Preston looked up, confused. "What?"
"It doesn't matter, Preston. I love you too. You were always there for me when no one
else was. I have more in common with you than anyone else."
"But I'm a man."
"And I'm a woman. It's not like it'd be the first time members of the opposite sex loved
each other"
Preston stood. "You'll have to pardon me. I've been through a lot these last few days.
Are you sure that you're not a figment of my tired imagination and I'm actually
unconscious still in your underwear drawer?"
Mandy walked of to him and placed her arms around him. "Does this look like an
illusion?" With that, she placed her hands on his head and pulled his lips to hers and
kissed him.
At this point in time, everything going on in Preston's overworked head shut down as he
realized that the only thing he had ever wanted, the one thing that was the ultimate
culmination of the desires of his Id, Ego, Superego, the one casual act that he had
dreamed of, fantasized of, hoped for was happening to him at this every moment. At the
bottom of a shot glass.
"Oh
How simply touching," came a voice booming from overhead. Breaking away and
looking up, Preston saw Katy's evil visage looking down on them. "It couldn't have
happened to a nicer couple
that's about to die." Laughing a laugh that is usually
reserved for super villains and the bad guys in James Bond movies, Katy stood over the
table supremely.
It looked like Katy had gotten dressed up. She was wearing a very tight, very short red
dress that showed a lot of cleavage.
"Well, I've decided how you're going to die. I'm leaving it up to chance." As she talked,
she made her way to the kitchen and fetched a second shot glass and a bottle of vodka.
She placed the both on the table. "Here's how I'll decide. I'm going to fill each of these
glasses up and close my eyes and take a shot. If you're in the one I down, well, then I
think it's pretty obvious how you'll die. If you in the other glass, then
well let's just
say that you better pray to be in glass I drink."
She first placed both glasses on a lazy susan turntable. Lifting up the vodka, she poured a
shot in the other glass first. The spout loomed overhead and Preston held on to Mandy
tight. "Try not to drink any. We need to keep a level head no matter what happens."
The alcohol came down in a torrent but luckily they floated immediately to the top. Due
to their lack of mass, they stayed easily above the water line. The vodka that got in
Preston's eyes stung a little, but not as much as he figured it would if he were normal
size. Looking down making sure everything was set. Katy wrapped a blindfold around
her eyes that looked to Preston like a pair of panties.
Katy reached down and spun the lazy susan enough to mix the glasses, but not enough to
actually spill any alcohol, which was one of the things Preston was counting on. After
hearing the turntable come to a stop, she reached down. Her hand felt around until it
came to rest on the other glass. Then it moved till she found the glass Mandy and he were
in. It paused there for a second as she decided which one to chose.
Preston's heart sank as she slowly lifted his glass. Holding Mandy for the last time, he
awaited fate. He shielded her eyes from the horror he saw ahead. Katy's full lips were
beginning to part as the glass titled towards her gaping maw. The glass touched her
bottom lip and left an imprint of the deep red lipstick she was wearing. Just as she began
to throw back the drink, she quickly set it back down on the table and slammed the other
shot in one fluid motion.
"We're safe for now," Preston assured Mandy.
Smacking her lips and removing the blindfold, Katy looked down at the remaining glass.
"Oh, congratulations. You were luck I didn't go with my first choice. I'll bet you were
scared shitless. Good. That turns me on to no end. Which brings me to plan 'B' of how
you'll meet your fate."
Reaching down, she scooped the Preston and Mandy from the liquid and placed them on
the table. At the same time she used her other hand to take the other shot. She made the
face that most women of her stature after their second shot of vodka.
"Well, in case you couldn't tell, I'm dressed up to go out. And you two insects are going
with me. Here's the deal. I figure that eating you is the only way to kill you and then I
remembered how horny I was when you were in her panties the other night without her
knowing, so I figured I'd combine the two."
Mandy was squeezing Preston really tight now.
"I'm going to go clubbing and pick up some slut and then she's gonna come back hear
and eat me out. Here's the kicker: you two are going to be in my cunt and she's going to
eat you too. Then I'll probably shrink her and fuck with her too. God I'm a fucking
genius."
"Oh my God, she's gone absolutely crazy. I mean she out of her fucking head!" Mandy
screamed.
"Calm down. Calm down. We have a better chance of getting out of this than the shot
glass. This will give us some time to think. And there's no saying Katy will even be able
to pick up someone who wants to have sex with her tonight."
"You're kidding right?" Mandy asked.
"Yeah, you're right. I figure we have three hours tops."
Katy swooped down and squeezed them between her fingers again and took the over to
the bed. Using her free hand, she reached up her dress and pulled down her panties. She
opened the outer lips of her vagina and placed Preston and Mandy over it. She opened her
fingers and the two were both stuck to the oils of her digits. Preston looked across at
Mandy, as she was the first to slip loose. He watched her fall as she eventually
disappeared into the pinkness of Katy's awaiting privates.
Knowing damn well that he had to go after his love, he kicked off of Katy's thumb and
plunged into the depths below.
Part 15
It was hot. Hotter than when Preston was inside Mandy's shoe. Hotter even than when he
was trapped in her thong. Hotter than the time he went to Houston in July and the first
thing he saw on the TV in the hotel was a special news report on the increase heat related
deaths. It was just incredibly hot. Or at least it sure seemed that way.
Trying to maneuver inside the depths of Katy was a challenge that was completely
unique. The first thing Preston had to do was locate Mandy. He couldn't see a thing and
had no idea what direction he was traveling but with her shouting he was eventually able
to locate her. The two latched on to each other swearing not to let go.
The main reason, at least according to Preston's reasoning, that it was so damn hot was
the fact that Katy was getting incredibly turned on by this whole thing. Of course, Preston
knew about as much about the female anatomy as the next guy so for all he knew it was
always this hot. But regardless, Katy was horny and the secretions that coated them were
proof enough. Preston was having an easier time of it thanks to his experience at the
diminutive size. He had already come to realize that his lungs weren't necessary, but
Mandy was still trying to breath in and having terrible coughing fit as she inhaled large
amounts of Katy's Juice.
The very first thing they tried was to find a way to slip out unnoticed and drop to the
ground or at the very least get into a better position for escape. That scheme was
abandoned fairly quickly. As the two tried to navigate, they found their progress hindered
by various muscle flexes or a shift in the way Katy was sitting or standing. It was obvious
the giantess could feel exactly what they were doing and had complete control of their
actions. Any immediate escape was hopeless.
Preston then came up with the idea that once Katy had several drinks in her, it would be
easier to escape. Her senses would be dulled and she would most likely be preoccupied
with whatever unfortunate girl would be coming home with them tonight. Regrettably,
this plan also had to be thrown out as movement eventually became almost impossible. It
was probably a combination of Mandy and Preston's movement and thoughts of the
evening to come, but Katy was getting progressively more wet.
If they were only a little larger, they might have been able to use this to their advantage.
But in their current state, the coital juices proved to be thick enough to make movement
through it as possible as jogging in marshmallow paste. They struggled as best they could
without letting go of each other, but eventually had no choice but to admit that they
would have to wait and figure out what to do once the next part of Katy's plan went into
effect.
There were a million thing Preston wanted to say to Mandy has they held each other
floating there in complete darkness. He wanted to tell her exactly how he had felt about
her over the past few years. He wanted to go into great detail of the unfathomable reaches
of the love he had for her. He would have liked to compare her eyes to sunsets and her
hair to silk and recite her poetry as they waited. But instead he said nothing. He did
nothing but hold her in his arms. Enough had been said already. There would be plenty of
time for all of the rest later. He was sure of it.
*****
Picking up a willing and attractive woman was much easier than Katy had ever expected.
She wasn't at the bar ten minutes when a young blonde girl sat down next to her and
began small talk. She was hot and didn't seem that smart; a perfect candidate for an
unknowing executioner. Not wanting to scare her, but unable to control herself any
longer Katy brought up the suggestion of going back to her place. The girl agreed without
any protest. Katy couldn't believer her luck. This girl was sexy, stupid, and easy. Mandy
and Preston were as good as dead.
Now that she thought of it, the two hadn't made much movement lately. The car ride over
was an occurrence of sexual elation. Every movement they made inside of her, she was
able to track. After a few seconds of concentrations, she was able to feel them. Good. It
was time to go.
Katy took the blonde back to Mandy's apartment. It didn't take much time before the two
were kissing and starting to take off each other's clothes. Katy slipped off her dress and
threw it over her head and led the girl over to the bed. Lying on her back, Katy shivered
in anticipation as her panties were slowly slipped to her ankles.
*****
Preston knew something was going on. He was able to feel the vibrations of the car and
the unintelligible rumblings of Katy talking to someone else. When the walls around him
began to shift, he assumed that Katy was lying in her back. This was it.
"Okay, Mandy. Are you ready?"
"I guess. But what exactly are we supposed to do?"
"I don't know
find some way out that doesn't involve being swallowed alive. And
make sure not to lose each other."
"Oh god Preston
what if..."
Mandy was interrupted as everything became a little brighter and the heat eased off a bit.
"I love you, Preston."
"I love you too."
Neither one of them was prepared for the quickness that the tongue struck with. It
slammed into them and Preston lost his hold of Mandy. He was tossed for several
extensive seconds unaware of which surface he was rubbing against. He came to a stop
resting on his back, adhered to the top of Katy's outer lip. Mandy scream began to slowly
fade away. Looking up in horror he saw Mandy stuck to the tip of the tongue of some
blonde that was being retracted into her mouth.
Physically unable to move and mentally unable to turn away, Preston watched as the two
red lips closed and Mandy disappeared forever. The blonde closed her eyes and moaned
in pleasure. Watching with horror, the girl visibly swallowed and licked her lips.
At this point, even if Preston had been able to do something, he would not have. His only
reason for going on had just been devoured by some slut. Preston silently bade farewell to
his love and accepted his fate. At least they would die together.
The tongue came down again and met its mark making Katy buck her hips. It didn't take
any time at all for mammoth muscle to rake Preston over and take him back up with it.
As the tongue went up, he had a good view of Katy lying on the bed in complete ecstasy.
His last bit of energy was being channeled into hatred toward this truly evil human. The
lips closed in front, encasing Preston in darkness.
The air pressure in the mouth dropped as the tongue slammed his tired body hard into the
roof. For some reason, he was being rolled around in between the roof and the tongue.
Unable to figure out what the girl was doing, Preston abruptly found himself not being
shoved into the esophagus, but in another direction completely. For some reason, Preston
found himself pushed into the soft tissue underneath the tongue.
The next thing Preston saw was immediately passed off as an illusion of his drained
mind. He could have sworn that also underneath the tongue on the other side of that
fleshy ridge was Mandy. She was looking in the other direction. It took a bit of self-
convincing before he called out.
"Mandy!!!"
The form turned around. It was her! Before she was even given a chance to respond the
tongue slammed down on top of them. An insanely loud sound filled Preston's ears. The
girl was saying something, but it was so loud that he couldn't make it out at all. Suddenly
there was some movement. The girl was walking.
The next thing Preston knew, the mouth opened and a giant finger began fishing around.
It crashed into him and he felt himself being lifted out of the moist cavern. They were
alone in the bathroom. The girl placed him on the counter in front of her and continued
digging around in her mouth until Mandy was resting next to him. The shrunken people
stared up in wonder and confusion at their sexy savior standing in her bra with a giant
smile on her face.
"Preston and Mandy, I presume?" the titaness whispered.
Neither of them was able to respond. They just stood there in stunned silence.
"Hi we've never met, but I've heard all about you. My name is Landra. Here
eat this"
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small blue pouch. Dipping her finger in, it
came out coated in a fine powder. She lowered her finger down to the duo whom were
still too confused to move.
"Sorry, I guess I should explain. I'm Sherral's niece. My aunt and I have a sort of
telepathic link, so I knew where you were and what was going on."
Preston finally managed to speak up. "But
um, Sherral is dead. At least that's what
Katy said."
Landra managed a little laugh. "And you believed her? No, seriously, Aunt Sherral is
alive. The bitch stuck her in a piece of gum underneath the nightstand. Listen, you need
to hurry up and eat this. It's the antidote."
At the sound of that magical word, both Preston and Mandy rushed over to the finger and
quickly took a handful each and downed it with astounding speed.
"Listen, it's gonna take a little while, for you to grow back, so I need to keep Katy busy
until you're back to normal. Stay out of sight in here until then. I need to head back
before she gets suspicious. She protested enough as it was when I stopped in the middle
of what I was doing. I promise we'll explain everything later. Good luck."
She gave them both a warm smile and quickly left, closing the door behind her.
Mandy was elated. She ran over and gave Preston a giant hug. It took Preston a few
minutes to realize the immensity of what had just happened. It was over. Just like that.
Mandy wasn't dead. He wasn't dead. In a few moments, he would be normal size again.
So much had just happened in such a short few minutes. He began to weep with joy.
Mandy looked him dead in the eyes. "It's over, Preston. It's over
" She leaned in and
gave Preston a long and passionate kiss. The kiss gave him a natural warm feeling that
spread all over his body. This shortly gave way to an unnatural warm feeling that washed
over him just as quickly.
Pulling away, he noticed Mandy seemed to be feeling the same effect. It must mean that
the powder is working. His eyes were on Mandy, so he didn't realize right away that they
were growing. It was a very strange feeling. On the inside, he was hot but his skin was
freezing cold. They grew at a slow steady rate. Once they were big enough, they hopped
off of the counter on to the ground. After about fifteen minutes, they had reached they're
normal height.
The very first thing that Preston realized once he was back to his old self was that he was
still naked. It hadn't mattered when he was tiny, but now he was beginning to blush.
Mandy was having the same reaction as she reached into the laundry basket, which was
still in the bathroom and began to robe. Reaching into her bathroom closet, she pulled out
some clothes that Preston had left over at one point.
After they had regained their modesty, the couple shared with each other the kind of
smile that two people who are about to do something they both will enjoy would share.
"Are you ready?" Mandy asked.
Preston nodded. Silently, they opened the bathroom door and quietly stepped into the
bedroom. Katy was completely occupied with Landra's skill and didn't notice their
entrance. It appeared that when Landra said she would keep Katy busy, she wasn't
joking. She sure seemed to enjoy being a double agent.
Landra was the first to notice the two standing quietly against the wall and gave them a
wink. She suddenly stopped pleasuring Katy and just looked at her with a smile that
looked like would bust into a fit of laughter in a moment.
"What did you stop for, bitch?" Katy yelled, "Keep going! What? What is it?"
Looking around to see what her love toy had paused for, Katy's fire red hair almost
turned prematurely white. She took on the exact look of someone who has just seen a
ghost or two. She quickly jumped out of bed and stood in complete confusion.
"What's the matter, Katy? Aren't you happy to see us?" Preston said with a smirk.
"What
wha
how?"
"Well," Preston continued, "it would appear that your random bimbo over there is the
niece of the nice lady you felt the need to stick underneath the nightstand."
"You?" Katy's confused look turned into a visage of twisted hatred "You bitch!"
"Come now," Landra chimed in, "that's no way for you to treat your new mistress."
Katy wasn't the only one to have a confused look. Preston and Mandy both looked
quizzically onto Landra. "Huh?" All three of them said in unison.
"Well, I mean you'll have to be punished. No question. The police certainly wouldn't
believe us, so I figured I'd take matter into my own hands." Landra pulled out another
pouch from her purse, which was lying next to the bed. "I figure I'd shrink you and keep
you. I'm sorry; I guess you two would have first dibs on her. You don't mind do you?"
Neither Preston nor Mandy objected. In fact, Preston hadn't even though about proper
punishment. This would be perfect.
Landra began to step toward the naked Katy, who was stepping away towards the corner
of the bedroom. "There's no way you'll ever shrink me! Never!" Katy was starting to
look like a cornered rat. Before anyone could react, Katy leaped towards the nightstand
drawer and pulled out a gun.
Everyone took an instinctive step backwards as Katy pointed it around the room. Preston
watched Katy's crazed eyes intently until they came to rest on Mandy. The green orbs
widened and Preston realized that she was planning to shoot his love. Before another
thought could register in his brain, he lunged to his left in front of Mandy. Just as his feet
left the ground, he heard the gun fire it's bullet. It seemed like the shot was being made
from very far away.
Preston suddenly remembered about the time in first grade that he didn't want to come in
from recess so he hid under the slide. Images of his mother, of his first crush, the puppy
that was run over when he left the gate open came flooding into his head. For Preston
time froze as his life flashed before his eyes. Preston knew he was about to die and
watched the memories flood by with a great sadness.
Each flash of remembrance filled Preston with more sorrow as he realized that he had
wasted his life. There hadn't ever been anything that he had done worth living. The
memories grew more and more painful until a sudden one of him smoking a cigarette out
by a pool with some girl. It was Mandy. It was when they first met. Mandy. Most of the
memories now contained Mandy. She had been there for him. Always.
The sadness was washed away as Preston remembered the time they had gone to the
beach. When they stole the coffee pot from the hotel. When they put on Halloween
makeup to make themselves look older to try to buy beer. All the times Mandy had lent
him a shoulder to cry on and all the times he had done the same for her. He loved her. He
remembered the kiss. She loved him too. It was her. He had done it all for her. He was
saving her life.
Preston realized that it was now time to die. But he wasn't sad anymore. He had died for
her. I loved her, he thought. Her love back was all I ask. And I got it.
Everything went back into motion as a something hit him in the chest and he hit the
ground. It hurt at first but then the pain was gone. Looking up, he saw Mandy look down
and scream. She raced down to him and wrapped her arms around him. Preston looked up
at her face and closed his eyes.
*****
It had all happened to fast. Mandy saw Katy point the gun at her. She heard the bullet go
off and then Preston was suddenly in from of her. She saw Landra throw the powder in
Katy's mouth and heard her horrible shriek as her body dwindled in size. Looking down,
she saw Preston staring up at her, a hole in his shirt next to his heart. She fell down and
wrapped his head in her arms.
Holding him tightly, she cried. His eyes closed as his body went limp. Mandy's tears fell
from her check onto Preston's face. Suddenly his eyes sprang back open, startling Mandy
who dropped his head onto the floor.
"Ouch!" the equally startled Preston said.
"You're alive!" Mandy screamed.
"Yeah, I'm alive
what the hell?"
Walking over to survey the damage, Landra took a look at the two and laughed. "Yeah,
you're alive. But you won't stay that way if you jump in front of a bullet like that again.
Those increased stamina effects stay with you about an hour after you grow."
Preston sat up and the bullet rolled out from underneath his shirt.
"Oh
." Preston said, a little embarrassed.
"Oh
" said Mandy.
"Well, um
"
"Yeah
"
"Yeah
"
"Thanks for saving my life," Mandy said, unsure of what else to say.
"I, um
"
"Okay," interrupted Landra, "here's the part where I walk over there to collect the little
shrunken bitch and restore my aunt and you two kiss having found the lost loves you've
both been looking for."
Not needing another cue, Preston took Mandy into his arms.
*****
Preston, Mandy, Landra, and Sherral were sitting around Mandy's table watching the tiny
Katy who was stuck in a glass in the middle of the table.
"So this whole thing was a big mix up?" Preston asked.
"Yup. And I'm really sorry about the whole thing," Sherral responded.
"That's okay," stated Mandy, "It brought Preston and I together."
"Yeah, and it's about time," said Sherral, "If I would have had to listen to him complain
about how much he loved you and how you didn't know one more time, I might have
shrunk him on purpose."
Everyone except for Preston had a good laugh at this. Sherral was more than happy to
explain about how the whole shrinking process worked and about how the women in
Sherral and Landra's family all had a latent telepathic link and how exactly she had come
to acquire the Malic tea.
By sunrise, the excitement had worn off and everyone began to go their separate ways.
Preston would be staying with Mandy.
"Are you sure I can keep her?" Landra asked referring to the tiny woman stuck to her
index finger.
"Please. I never want to see her again," replied Mandy quickly.
"Well," Landra said to Katy, "I understand that you're an ass woman? Great!" Landra
then used her free hand to pull open the back of her pants and placed the finger along
with Katy behind her. Preston could only imagine exactly where she had gone, but when
Landra pulled her finger out, Katy was nowhere to be seen. "I'll take great care of her,
guys." With a smile, she was gone.
With everyone gone, Preston just stared at Mandy for a long time before finally saying
something. "Mandy, I love you with my whole heart and I have for so long. I want to
spend the rest of my life with you. Being with you is all I ask and it's all I've ever
asked
but if you don't mind, right now I really need a cigarette.
Giantess World
