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All of It
By: Xen0phage


Warning: This story should not be read by the following: People under the
age of 18, people who a squeamish, people who don't like sex (nuns etc.), people who
are not in to giantess or other kinky stuff, any one who would try to rip me off, or
any one who is just plain stupid. THANK YOU!

This Story is Rated Xen0phage it contains swearing, nudity sexual situations,
violence, and is just plain twisted.

Chapter 1: We have a problem!

"This just in a small island just west of South America were a men's retreat was
being held has experienced an earth quake, so far no casualties have been reported. Crews
are working to remove the rubble of what used to be the main center to get them out."
Blared the radio in Janet's house.

Upon hearing this Dr. Janet Colfield PhD., and research scientist grabs a silver
case as she rushed out the door. She drove her self to Marion's Hospital and took the
emergency helicopter from the roof to the small island.

When she arrived she spoke to the rescue team captain. "How dose it look?" she
asked the question weighing heavily on her heart (All those human lives).

"Not so good Doctor we're looking at a 50% casualty rate..." the captain sighed.
"There's a fissure opening in the center of what used to be the building."

"Any way in from above?"

"Yes...but why?" He seemed puzzled.

"I'll explain later!" she said. Janet ran to her helicopter which flew her over the
caved in building and was lowered in. "Okay, every one gather together as close as you
can!" she ordered as she opened the case and pulled out a hand held device. Once the
men had gathered she pressed a red button on the device, a glow enveloped the group of
men and they quickly shrank out of their clothing. They where all about 1/12 their
original size (i.e. a 6ft. Man is about 6 inches) she put her device away quickly and then
gently gathered up all the tiny men-before the shock wore off-and placed the 30 or so
little men in to her lab coat pockets in two groups. She got on the lift and signaled to the
pilot. They took off just as the fissure opened wider and swallowed the rest of the
building; how ever on the way up the lift bumped a piece of the falling wall and Janet
dropped her case with the device inside.

"Oh, shit!" Janet said gritting her teeth, watching it disappear into the gaping
chasm.

When they landed she explained she had saved all the men, and the unfortunate
incident. "So, now I have no way to regrow them...at least not for a while." She
explained.

"Well you shrank them, they're your responsibility." The rescue team leader
retorted.

"Very well."

Now that things where calm she peered into her coat pockets to see all the
shrunken men were now asleep. "I feel the same way guys." She whispered.

Once she was back at her place she went up to her room and took off the coat and
gently laid it on the bed. She proceeded to lie there, and eventually she fell asleep.

When She awoke later that day she first checked her clock, 6:00 pm it read. She
rolled over to see all the men were up. Not only that they where all staring at the 64ft.
(5'4" in reality) giant, slender busty blonde with green eyes.

"Hello little guys," she spoke softly, but they seemed scared. "Don't be afraid,
please." She pleaded.

At this point a young man stepped forward and spoke. "Excuse me miss, but what
happened to us?"

Janet regarded the young man of about 20 (give or take a few years) with brown
hair and eyes, and then she spoke. "Oh, I shrank you all with a device I made. It is.... I
mean was a matter compressor, decompresser... It was the only way to save you all,
unfortunately during the escape I dropped it."

"In English please!" one of the other men piped up.

"Of course," she stated. "In layman's terms it's a shrink & growth ray."

Again the young man spoke up. "Miss, when do we get back to our normal
sizes?"

"I'm not sure I'll have to build a new one and some of the pieces are hard
to get," She patiently explained.

"Oh, okay..." he seemed rather disheartened.

Then she stood up and removed her thick-rimmed glasses and let down her
golden tresses. As the relatively tall (okay down right gigantic) 28yr. old woman came in
to full view- her silken hair, satellite dish sized emerald green eyes, plush full lips, and
large full round breasts that pressed against her maroon turtleneck- more then one man
was in awe (if not a bit more). Only the young man took a few steps forward. Janet
looked down and smiled and picked him up bringing him to her face.

"And what is your name little one?" she asked in a sweet voice.

"Terrance Jacobson Ma'am." He stammered, totally enthralled by the
woman before him.

"Nice to meet you Terrance. My Name is Janet Colfield." She told him,
smiling gently down at the little man cupped in her hand.

"Nice to meet you as well." He said, then kissed her nose and blushed.

"Oh, my! What was that for?" She asked, laughing.

This question threw Terrance off. He blurted "For being so sweet, kind,
and...beautiful." He said, after which he began to turn red.

"Thank you li.... Terrance." She told him; delighted by his heart felt
praise.

"Welcome!" he beamed.

"So how old are you Terrance?" she queried.

"All most twenty." He told her.

She smiled, and then set him down. She went to her closet and got out a
bunch of boxes. "You guys wait right there." Then she disappeared out the door. She
returned a short time later with a box, out of which she pulled foam pieces and a few rolls
of various clothing materials. She then got to work on making beds for each of them.

When she finished she looked to the little men and said." There, these are
going to be where you sleep till I can get you back to normal."

"Is that the best you can do?! What a fucking ditz!" an older man (about
30) retorted.

This angered Janet. "Why...you ungrateful little asshole!" she fumed.
"Just for that...!" with out another word she picked him up and deposited him in an
empty hamster cage. "You'll stay there till you can behave better."

"What the Hell?!" another little man spoke up. "You screw up again and
we have to pay for it?"

Janet recognized that voice. "David?" She smiled and picked him up.
"Well if it isn't my Ex-husband! Well, David I have special plans for you." Smiling as
she said this. Then she dropped him in to the cage along with the other belligerent man.

The next day she called the men to meet with her. Terrance spoke up as
usual. "What is this all about Ma'am?"

"Well Terrance, and the rest of you." She said. "There are a few things we
need to discuss. First is I need all your names and the bad boy in the hamster cage -
besides my Davey poo-I need his name to..." The man in the cage started spouting off
but she ignored him. "I know you Terrance," turning to another man. "And you are?"

"Stan Bryn" the eldest gentleman-of about 40- replied, and then the rest
gave their names.

"And the guy in the cage is Mark Bryn," said Terrance. "He's been an
asshole since day one."

"Your Brother?" she asked Stan to which he nodded. "Well if he plans to
ever get out of there he's going to have to shape up." She said calmly. "Now that we've
gotten the names down, the second order of business is I want you all to pull some
weight-so to speak-around here. I'm going to be working over time to build a new matter
compressor/ decompressor so I need you guys to take care of certain things around here."

At this point Terrance stepped forward. "No disrespect Ma'am, but we're
awfully small what can we do?"

"Well you little guys will do things for me; like rub my feet, paint my
nails and such."

"Okay, I can see that." He stated as he nodded.

Then Mark interjected. "What the fuck! You drop your device and we
have to be your slaves, just because you fucked up? You bitch!"

Before Janet could say any thing David spouted. "Yea, what the hell?!"

"Shut up! You two are in enough trouble don't dig yourselves into a
deeper hole!" she shot back. "Especially you David." Both closed their mouths
immediately. "Okay so that was the business for today." She concluded.

Later that day Janet and Terrance where talking. "so do you really think
I'm beautiful?" she queried the sweet young man.

"Oh, yes ma'am!" He exclaimed, blushing once again.

"You don't have to call me 'ma'am'...Janet will do fine li... Terrance."

"Um, ok m...Janet," he said looking in to her big emerald green eyes, then
he said quietly "Janet?"

"Yes, Terrance?"

"You can call me little one if you like." He said shyly.

"Very well 'little one'" she giggled softly. With that she kissed him softly
and smiled when she felt his tiny lips kissing back.

"What the fuck is this?!" David belted. "your making out with a boy that
is about 10yrs. Younger then you! You're Sick!"

"That's it!" She yelled. She set Terrance down, got up, went to the cage
and plucked David out by his head. He screamed and flailed the whole time.

"I left you cause I wasn't going to take your shit any more! And I sure as
hell won't take it now!" she sneered. "time for some pay back buddy!" she then looked to
Terrance. "I'll be back in a bit Little One." And smiled gently at him before looking back
at David angrily.

At this point she took David to the bathroom. She removed her shorts and panties
then laid him on the floor and pinned him their with her foot, his head between her big
toe and the next. She sat down carefully on the closed toilet seat so not to splatter him,
she wanted to torture him first. She then pulled out some shaving gel (for women) and
spread it nicely on her bush. She bent over , picked David up and set him in front of her
crotch. "Okay you little prick, your going to shave my pussy." She said in a calm
authoritative tone.

"Bull shit I will!" he shot back.

"If you don't I promise a much more painful punishment." She said coldly
as she handed him the razor. He grabbed hold but couldn't lift it. Janet laughed at his
puny attempts to lift the razor. "Whaz a matter little man? Mr. Macho Man can't lift an
itty bitty razor?" she goaded mockingly. She took the razor from him and pinned him
under her leg. Once did the job herself she lifted her leg, David gasping for air. She
picked him up with out even watching how and she didn't care. "Okay Davey since you
couldn't take care of that little assignment I guess I'll have to punish you another way."
She grabbed a plastic cup sitting on the ledge and dropped him in. She then positioned
her self over it.

Realizing what was about to happen he screamed out "No, please! I'll
behave!"

"No you won't!" she chuckled bitterly and let a stream of warm yellowish
liquid waste shoot out of her in to the cup. To David it looked like a huge yellow
waterfall about to crash down on him. He screamed till the piss hit him like water out of a
fire hose knocking the wind out of him and drowning him at the same time. He
eventually gained control of him self, swam to the top, and treaded the urine which was
stinging his eyes and the taste filling his mouth. She let him sit there for a bit with the
sting of his eyes, gagging on the vile taste and the smell invading his nostrils.

"Okay, now we need to wash you." Janet said and giggled. With that she
dumped him out into the sink then closed the drain-after the piss went down-and turned
on the hot water. The water came crashing down narrowly missing David and flooded the
sink scalding him.

"Ouch!" he yelped out.

"Oh quit being such a baby" she said coldly as she poured liquid soap on
him then dunked him under the scalding water. When she finally pulled him out-clean-he
came out screaming and writhing in pain. She just ignored it and dried him off.
"Honestly, Davey you wine an awful lot." She set him on the floor then spoke again.
"Okay little man now we're going to fight and I'll only use my toe!" she giggled at
saying this. David instantly turned and began to run when he felt a hard thump on his
back, which sent him flying.

"Fine!" she sneered. "If you won't fight then I'll just have to pummel you!
Just like you used to pummel me!... Well not exactly." She walked over to him, got on
her hands and knees. Just as he stood up she flicked him in the balls causing him to
scream out in extreme pain and crumple up in to a little ball. "What a wuss." She teased
as David cried. She then picked him up and put on her panties and shorts back on, carried
him back to the cage and dropped him in. Mark immediately rushed to his side.

"What did you do to him?" Terrance asked.

"Nothing he didn't deserve." She told him then picked Terrance up "but I
would never let you be harmed my little one." She voiced sweetly her warm breath
moving across Terrance's face.

"Thank you." Terrance smiled.

Janet walked back over to the bed then called out. "Lukas, Steve it's your
turns for duties." Both men approached Janet. "Okay..." she said as she set two large
bottles (well large to them) of the same color nail polish. "you two will each paint a
foot...okay?"


Steve looked up. "Yes Ma'am."

"What No way!" Lukas proclaimed.

"Oh and why not, Lukas?" Janet queried.

"I may be small but I'm still a man and women serve men not the other
way around."

"Oh really!" she said. "Well then you'll just spend the time it takes to
paint my nails under my foot." With that she knocked him over then placed her foot on
him, pinning him in place and call Stan over. The two free men delighted in dipping their
lower halves in to the nail polish and then rubbing the toe nail polish to each toe. Janet
just giggled at their antics and when they finished she examined her foot that wasn't
pinning Lukas. "Perfect!" She exclaimed and set Terrance down. She then picked up
Lukas carelessly and deposited him in the 'bad boy' cage. Then picked up Steve and
Stan, took them to the bathroom and cleaned them both up nicely. She then proceeded to
kiss each one. "Thank you boys."

In unison. "Your welcome Ms. Colfield!" She then took them back and set
them down and then picked up Terrance.

"Time for bed little guys" she said to them all. "Terrance, could you do me
a favor?"

"Sure, what can I do?" he wondered.

"Well..." she said as she removed her clothing. "Could you..." without a
word more she laid down then spread her legs and set him down between them at the
apex.

"You mean you want me to?" he stammered in awe.

"Yes, little one, please. You don't have to, but if our age difference
doesn't trouble you it'd be much appreciated." David and the others in the cage kept their
mouths shut. Knowing if they said any thing now it might be the end for them.

"I'm honored." He said with a huge grin.

"Thank you sweetheart." She said as Terrance approached her glistening,
hot vagina. He reached out and touched one huge pussy lip. She let out a soft moan to
show her appreciation for his willingness to do this (besides the fact that it felt good). He
then began to massage with both hands on both pussy lips. Her moans became louder as
she became more aroused and her pussy became extremely wet. Terrance smiled and
pushed both hands past her lips letting one rub her clit and the other caressed her labia.
Her vagina heated up like a furnace. Janet reached down and with two fingers rubbed the
tiny Terrance against her cunt. At first he was scared, then relaxed and enjoyed the
sensations running though his body. Soon after Janet Climaxed her juices flooded out of
her. This sensation drove Terrance to a climax of his own.

For a moment every thing was still, then Janet's hand wrapped around
Terrance and lifted him from between her legs. " Oh, my!" Janet giggled. "You're a
mess! Well let me clean you up." She then licked Terrance's backside, Terrance moaned
out. She smiled then slowly licked his front side letting her tongue linger on his face,
chest, slowly down each leg; finally she licked his tiny cock once again causing an
explosive climax from Terrance. His cum shot strait on to her tongue, she simply pulled
her tongue in to her mouth then smiled, as she tasted his spunk. "Mmmmm...Little One
you are delicious, I could just eat you up!" she then giggled.

Terrance looked at her wearily and smiled. She then laid Terrance down
between her big (massively huge to him) DD breasts and placed on hand over him.
"Good night little one."

"Good night Goddess." Terrance mumbled as he drifted off to sleep. Janet
simply smiled at his words as she too drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 2: Mistress Brigid

As the weeks went by Janet slowly weeded out the good guys from the
bad boys and she had her hands full with building a new device, She didn't have time to
stop and punish the little shits. She decided to call up one of her best friends, Brigid.

"Hello, Brigid...we need to talk." Janet said. She then explained the whole
story to Brigid. "So here's what I was thinking, if you'll take some of the bad ones you
can have some of the good ones as well."

"Sure, no problem!" Brigid Chuckled. "I'll teach the little buggers how to
behave."

"Great, The ones for you will be in the two bird cages in the living room
and photos of each guy are in the cages with their names on each photo. Well I have to go
to work."

"Okay, I have the spare key so I'll just let my self in."

"K, thanks again. Bye!" Janet hung up the phone and headed off to work.

At about noon the front door opened and an attractive woman in her late
twenties, early thirties - with black hair, steel gray eyes, and a lovely medium build that
suited her perfectly, and a bit taller then Janet (about 5'8")- entered. Following close on
her heels, came a slightly younger woman (a 5'6", heavy set cutie). They made there way
in to the living room. She and the other gal each picked up a cage and left.

When they got home the raven hair beauty set the cages on the bed and let
all the little men out of the cages. She then spoke "My Name is Brigid and if you little
men want to survive here I have three rules you must obey,"

Before she could continue one of the men spoke up. "Up yours lady!"

"No little man up yours!" she sneered as she grabbed him, turned him over
and shoved a pencil up his ass (not killing him just maiming him), he howled in pain as
the sharp tip of the graphite penetrated him and the wood shoved in to his anus. "Any one
else wanna be a smart ass?" No one said a word, not a sound was made other then the
man's wailing, which she simply ignored "Alright, rule one is you will address me as
Mistress and any other female as Ma'am."

"Mistress," the little man with the pencil in his ass groaned in agony
"Please, it hurts so much! Please finish me off."

"Shut Up!" she sneered. Then picked up the pencil with the tiny guy still
impaled on it and tossed it across the room. "Rule two is," her voice going back to a calm
authoritative tone. "You will do as your told. Refusal or hesitating to long will be
punished. Rule three is Do Not be under foot, you could get squashed," chuckling she,
continued "and I really don't care weather you live or die. That is up to each of you.
Every one under stand?" all the men nodded (well most). "Good, those who break them
will be punished or killed." Then the other young woman entered the room. "This is
Cynthia," Brigid gestured to the young woman. "You are to obey a command or request
from her as if I where giving it."

Cynthia spoke softly. "Hello little guys."

"Okay I'm going to read off some names those men are to step forward
and the others will file back in to the cages." She then read off the names, "Steve, James,
Tim, and Kyle." The men willingly stepped forward. The rest filed or where dragged
thrashing and screaming back in to the cages. Brigid scooped up the four and headed to
the living room, Cynthia not far behind. "Cynthia, my cart please"

"Yes Mistress!" she nodded and spoke cheerfully. She then scampered off
to the kitchen.

"Okay, little guys," Brigid, said. "The first job I have for ya is, I need a
foot rub.... any takers?" Immediately Steve raised his hand and waved it about his head
with excitement. "Ah, we have a foot lover do we?" Brigid smiled for the first time - and
what a beautiful smile - since she had brought the men home. Brigid set Steve on the
footrest then reclined back and put her feet - of all places lol - on the footrest. "Okay, get
to work little man."

With out a word Steve began the massage first he started with her pinky
toe on her left foot putting all his tiny might in to rubbing her toe he look as if he where
trying to get a knot out of some one's back. Just as Steve moved to the next toe Cynthia
came in with a cart. On it where two tubs one of chocolate syrup and one of peanut
butter. Also on it was a can of whipped cream. Brigid picked up little Kyle and dunked
him in the chocolate. Then sighed in relief. "Mmmmmm.... Steve that feels divine." She
then licked the chocolate off of Kyle.

"Thank you Mistress." By this time Steve was to the big toe on her left
foot. When Steve finally finished Brigid was just putting the first bit of whip cream on
Tim - having licked so much chocolate off Kyle and peanut butter off James they'd each
had a climax or two - smiling.

"Alright you may rest a while now Steve." That said Steve collapsed
against her right foot. Brigid then proceeded to lick the whip cream off Tim then put
more on him and slowly lick it off again. This process continued till Brigid felt a salty
taste along with the whip cream's sweetness. She then laid the exausted little man down.
"Cynthia, bring down the cage and let the other little boys out."

"Yes, Mistress." Cynthia ran up the steps and came back down with the
cages and opened the doors letting the men out as ordered.

"Okay remembers the rules." Brigid warned.

Some time later a little guy walked past Brigid. "Hey, you.... shorty,"
Brigid addresses him. The guy looked yup "Yea you, go get me a cigarette." The man
simply flipped her the bird. "Why, you little!" she scooped him up - squeezing him pretty
hard - and brought him to the kitchen. "I think I'll take care of you in here, don't want to
stain my carpet." She dropped him to the kitchen floor from about 5inches (five feet to
him). The man's screams were cut off short, as she immediately slammed her bare foot
down on him. The screams were replaced by a loud crunching noise as his bones snapped
and his heart, lungs, and other major organs imploded from the pressure; causing his
blood to gush out of his mouth, ears nose and slowly ooze out of every pore.

"Ewwww," Brigid mock whined. "He made a mess all over my foot." She
then looked at another guy and said sternly. "Clean up my foot using your
tongue...Now!"

"Yes Mistress!" He complied and jumped to her foot and began to lick the
blood and guts off - how ever rather slowly as this was making him sick to his stomach -
her foot.

"Good job little man." She said rather sweetly then picked him up and
kissed him, then set him down and sent him on his way. She then had Cynthia sweep up
the corpse in to a dustpan and wipe away the bloodstain which Cynthia complied with
joyously and with out hesitation.

Brigid then got up and headed back to her chair in the living room. When
she sat down she felt a lump under her. Trying to get comfortable she wiggled about.
After a few minutes of this she got up to see what was making the infernal lump only to
see Steve their gasping for breath. "How did you get their little Stevey?" Brigid asked as
she giggled.

While panting he replied. "I...jumped...Mistress."

"Well that was foolish I could have killed you." She told him with a rueful
smile.

" I know, can we do it again? Please Mistress." he begged.

"No. At least not right now." She said smiling as if to say silly boy. She
then set him on the ground, resumed her seat and took a short nap.

Meanwhile Cynthia and Steve had gotten in to a 'little' discussion. "So,
that's what happened." Steve had just finished the story of how he got to where he was
now (ya know tiny).

"Oh, how awful!" she exclaimed.

"Yea, it isn't too great, but it has its perks."

"Oh, like what?" looking at him curiously.

Steve looked straight in to her eyes and said "Beautiful women are that
much more breathtaking." At this Cynthia blushed. Then Steve yawned - breaking the
mood - "Well maybe I should get some sleep."

Cynthia placed her hand on the ground palm up. "Hop on."

"Yes, Ma'am!" he smiled and climbed a board. She adjusted her grip such
that he was cradled in her hand. She began to rock him and hum melodically. Steve was
about to object to being treated like a baby till he looked at her gently smiling face. 'No
need to disrupt that beautiful smile, besides this dose feel rather nice.' he thought to him
self as he drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 3: At Work With Janet

On that same day Brigid made the 'stop' at Janet's. Terrance - a.k.a. Little
One - and David were about to embark on an adventure with two totally different
experiences.

When Janet woke up that morning she nudged Terrance to wake him. He
awoke and smiled up at Janet's lovely face. "Good morning Little One." She said softly
lifting him to her face and getting out of bed.

"Good morning Goddess." he said smiling.

"Goddess now is it?" she asked, her voiced tinged with laughter.

"Well, yes... you're so beautiful and well, my life depends on your taking
care of me is it not?" he smiled with admiration of this giant beauty. She then knew he
was not afraid for his like in her presence.

Janet chuckled. "I suppose you're right. Well Little One you may address
me any way you choose, just don't call me Ma'am." She giggled and then set him down.
"I'll be back in a while." She told him she headed into the bathroom.

After about 40minuets she emerged with a towel about her and hair up in a
bun. She ran down stairs then came back up a short time later. She scooped up Terrance.
"So Little One how would you like to go to work with me today?"

"Sure!" he answered. He was rather excited by this notion.

After setting him back down she said. "All right," she grabbed a pink silk
bra, put it on then nestled Terrance between her soft, warm breasts. Terrance smelt a light
fragrance and knew immediately by the sweet intoxicating sent she did not use perfume
(and frankly she didn't need to). He took in a deep breath though his nose and sighed
happily upon exhale.

Next Janet put on a pair of matching pink silk panties, walked over to the
cage, and yanked David out of the cage waking him abruptly. Opening the back of her
panties she said joyfully "You're coming to work with me too Davey Poo!"

Seeing where she was going to put him, he began screaming. "No, I... I
don't want to go to work with you!" Waking every one else up.

"Oh, come now David, you where always an ass man." She dropped him
down the back of her panties then made sure to wedge him between her butt cheeks,
muffling his screams. She then proceeded to put on a white blouse, navy blue business
coat, a business skirt of the same color, and matching stiletto pumps. "Okay, I've left
breakfast for you good little men on a plate in the kitchen on the floor." She set down a
piece of bread. "And for you bad boys bread and the water from the dispenser on the side
of the cage." She then disappeared out the door and went down the stairs and headed off
to work.

As Janet got in to the seat of her car, David once again started screaming
as his body got pressed between her butt cheeks. The flesh of her derrière surrounded him
the walls yielding just enough that he wasn't injured, however, David began to suffocate.
Meanwhile Terrance was having the time of his life. Janet's bosom surrounded him
comfortably. He was nestled in her cleavage, relaxed and listening to the tunes playing in
the car.
'She even has good taste in music' he thought a smile on his face.

When Janet got to work and was getting out of her car - David gasping for
air - she was greeted by one of her best friends, Cashia. "Cashia, darling how are you?"
Janet said in a mock high class snob tone.

"Janet, darling... Kiss, kiss." Cashia replied in the same mock snob tone,
kissing in the air on either side of Janet's cheeks. The two giggled then gave each other a
friendly hug. Terrance was in heaven as "His goddess" and the older (Though looking
much younger then her true age), beautiful, full figured woman hugged; both sets of
breasts pressing in to him.

After a bit of chatting the two women went their separate ways. Janet
checked up on Terrance to see a pleasant stupefied grin spread across Terrance's face. "I
guess you're alright then!" she giggled then rebuttoned her blouse, then went up to her
office and got to work on the new 'ray'.

For most of the day Janet stayed standing (much to David's relief), but at
about noon Janet went to lunch (Mexican). As she sat in the chair once again David was
pressed between her butt cheeks, but this time he found a small space where air came
though. David was relatively okay till about the time Janet finished her lunch. At this
point he found out he'd mistakenly positioned him self with his face near her anus the
hard way, for the bean burrito had made Janet a bit gassy. Janet let one go - SBD (Silent
But Deadly)- right in David's face. The expulsion of gas was so fowl to David he nearly
thrown up as he backed out.

While Janet ate lunch Terrance took a nap in her big soft bosom; having
pleasant dreams of her. When she got back to the car she unbuttoned the top of her blouse
to see Terrance smiling in his sleep. This scene made Janet smile softly, and as much as
she hated to, she had to wake him. "Wakey, Wakey Little One." She said softly as she
gently prodded him. Terrance awoke and smiled up at her groggily. "Have a nice nap?"

"Very nice." Terrance replied smirking tiredly.

"Just thought you may want some lunch." She smiled lovingly down at the
sweet little man.

"Yes Please!" he replied enthusiastically.

"Alright." She chuckled then plucked him gently from her bosom then
reached in the bag from Tacos 'R' Us (I know, I know... lame-o) and fetched a tortilla
chip dipped it in chili then broke him off a piece and handed it to him. Terrance took the
food with much delight and wolfed it down. After he finished his lunch, Janet placed him
back in her cleavage.

Just as Janet was buttoning up her blouse Terrance burped "Excuse me."
Terrance mumbled more then a little embarrassed.

Janet Chuckled. "You're excused Little One." Then she finished buttoning
up her blouse.

By the time David woke up Janet was back at work and he opened his
eyes to a new horror. He had some how slipped out of her panties and down her
pantyhose and was now positioned on the top of her foot, his head wedged between her
toes. At first he saw the inside sole of her 6inch pump quickly ascending on him. David
began to scream at which point Janet squeezed her toes on his head. David went silent
and looked around seeing only blackness and he could smell the odor of her foot. He
remembered liking the sweet smell of her feet after a long day, but now it was
overpowering (too much of a good thing). Once she began walking David felt
excruciating pain on his head and back with each step she took. Eventually it got to be
too much and he blacked out again, a bit of blood trickled from his nose.

That night when Janet got home, she went up stairs to her room where she
placed Terrance on the bed, then the unconscious David was dumped into the cage. After
changing out of her work clothes, she smiled down at the sweet little man on the bed.
"Terrance, Little One I was about to take a bath... would you like to join me?" she said in
a sultry voice.

"Yes, I'd love to my Goddess!" Terrance got excited and his little -well
tiny now- soldier was standing at attention. Seeing this Janet giggled. She then scooped
Terrance up and whisked him away to the bathroom.

Once in the bathroom Janet set Terrance on the sink ledge and preceded to
remove her bra and panties, drawing it out for the enjoyment of the little man. Terrance
just marveled at her beauty taking all of her in slowly; Her bright green eyes shining like
emeralds, pert nose, full rose peddle lips, golden hair being released from the bun
cascading down her gently sloping shoulders to her bosom. Concentrating on her large
breasts, they were perfect (or at least the most perfect set he'd ever seen). Her body
gently slopping inward to her waist then flaring out to very womanly hips (in fact the
closest thing he'd ever seen to the hips of an Incan Fertility Goddess). Moving his view
down her firm thighs and calves - purposely trying not to dwell on the nether region - he
allowed his eyes trail down to her delicate lovely feet.

Terrance was snapped out of his trance by a giggle. "Enjoying the view
Little One?" Terrance just turned red with embarrassment. Janet then filled the tub and
set Terrance on the edge. She then proceeded to climb in. She offered her hand as a lift.

To which Terrance replied politely. "No, thank you Goddess..." and
walked over to a shampoo bottle and pushed it in. he then dove in him self, swam over to
it and climb aboard. He then looked up and smiled to Janet.

"Resourceful little guy aren't you?" she smiled, then chuckled.

"Yep that's me!" he piped, then turning slightly more serious her asked
her, "Goddess, Janet... what do you do with your free time? Or what did you do be for
we...the guys got shrunk?"

"Normal stuff," she replied, " watch TV, read, surf the net, and go to bars
and such, dream bout my perfect man..."

"May I ask what is your perfect man?" Terrance looked directly into her
eyes.

Janet smiled softly "I used to think he was big and strong. Some one to
protect me. I also wanted brains and romance," she chuckled knowing the absurdity of
that notion. "But that isn't my perfect man any more."

"Oh, okay what is your..." Terrance began, but Janet, covering his mouth
with a finger, cut him short.

"I'll tell you that one another day." She smiled, then lifted her finger.

"All right." He said smiling.

She finished cleaning her self then cleaned Terrance and picked him up.
She then got out Dried them both off. Slipping into her robe, she returned to her bedroom
Terrance in hand where she ushered the little men in to a bird cage - or the meal lift as
the men had dubbed it- then picked it up and brought them down for dinner (well the
good ones). After dinner the men where allowed to roam free. Every once in a while
she'd have a task or two for a little guy while she sat on the couch cuddling with Terrance
to her and watching TV.

When bedtime came around thankfully all the little 'jerks' (the bad boys)
where asleep in their cage. All the others went to their beds except Terrance. Janet
brought him to bed with her and once again lay him between her breasts, she then laid her
head back and started to think - awfully arousing thoughts- and Terrance saw her nipples
stiffen. Terrance stood up and headed down Janet's belly - she so deep in thought she
didn't even notice- and jumped down between her legs. He pressed his body against her
nether region.

"Mmmm..." she moaned softly. Stepping up the pace he began to lick her
huge pussy lips. To this Janet moaned louder. After some time of him rubbing and licking
she reached down and spread her lips still moaning softly. Terrance - taking the hint-
used her vagina as a foot hold and began to lick and rub her clit with abandon, soon after
she climaxed.

Janet lifted Terrance up, looking at him with passion burning in her eyes,
Terrance doing the same to her. She then brought him to her face and licked his tiny, hard
cock. Then she began to suck on it gently, surrounding his member with her soft lips.
Terrance was in ecstasy this was like no other blowjob he'd gotten (all 4 of them. And all
from his ex, the only girlfriend he'd ever had). His climax built inside him and he
exploded in to her mouth in euphoria. She then pulled him away and looked at him
smiling.
"Good night my tasty Little One." She then kisses him.

"Good night lovely goddess." He yawned, as he was set back between her
breasts. He kissed the flesh beneath him then drifted off to sleep.


Chapter 4: The Bitch


Mark Bryn and some of the other men just weren't learning their lesson,
so Janet called up Katherine Conner, her sister. The phone rang and Katherine picked up.
"Hello."

"Hey, Kate it's Janet..."

"Janet! How's my favorite little sister?"

"Kate I'm your only little sister."

"Yea, yea... So what's up?"

"Well, I have a few 'little' problems that need taking care of and I believe
you're just the woman for the job." Janet chirped, then preceded to tell Katherine the
situation. Kate just smiled as the wheels in her head began to turn.

"Sure I think I could accommodate you," Kate said with a sly grin playing
on her lips, which of course Janet couldn't see.

"Thanks."

"No problemo."

They hung up and Janet left for work, Terrance in cleavage and once again
David in her panties pressed between her butt cheeks. On the way out the door she
deposited the 'Bad Boy Cage' next to the front door.

A while after Janet left Stan came down stairs (even though he had started
before Janet had made the phone call). He figured he should say good-bye to his brother
since he wasn't sure when he'd see him next.

"Hey Stan, you gotta get me outta here!" Mark pleaded.

"No way man, you got your self into this, you can get your self out."

"Come on man. I'm your brother for Christ sakes."

"So what!? You've been a total jerk!"

"Okay," Mark sighed. "Get me out and I promise I'll apologize to Janet
and behave my self," Mark reasoned.

"Alright, but only 'cause I know you keep you promises." Stan gave in,
climbed the cage and began to try and pry the latch loose.

Some time later Stan finally got the latch open and flung open the hatch.
He proceeded to pull his brother out. Just as Mark got on top of the cage, the door to the
house opened and in walk a tall, slender, raven haired beauty with steel gray eyes. In Fact
Mark recognized her from a magazine, it was Katherine Conner, his favorite model.

"Oh, trying to escape are we?" Kate chuckled in a almost to friendly a
tone. She simply knelt down and flicked them both into the cage. She then took the cage
of little men to her house, once their she headed immediately for the kitchen. Katherine
peered into the cage of little men a wick smile played on her ruby red lips. "You little
shits are gonna die," She sneered. All the little men cowered in fear as she laughed and
Mark couldn't believe what he was hearing. ""Hmmm....I'm hungry." Kate stated as she
plucked out a little man. "And what is you name?"

"M...My...My n...name is..." the little man stuttered in fear.

Quoting from a famous TV program. "It doesn't matter what you name
is!" she laughed maniacally as the little man cowered and shuddered in shear terror. She
then dropped the him in to a soda bottle and shook it violently then released the pressure
in to a pitcher. After be propelled at what seemed to be in excess of 75mph in to he
pitcher the little man came up wheezing and gasping for air. Kate plucked him out
casually. "Men are so pathetic!" she sneered opening the microwave and tossing him in.
"Now, how long to put him in for?" she pondered. She finally decided on 3 minuets and
pressed it in then pressed start.

At first to him it seemed hot and getting more so by the second, if fact
painfully so. Eventually grasping his head in pain as his organs and brain boiled and
simmered in their own juices, the little man collapsed in to a dead heap after one final
scream of pain. Kate opened the door and took out the little man then stuck him in her
mouth, savoring the flavor for a bit then bit him in half and swallowed him one piece at a
time. "Mmmm... Coke caramel little man, yummy!" she said licking her lips clean.

"You cold hearted BITCH!" Mark yelled. "You where my favorite model,
you cunt!" He sputtered not knowing really what to say.

"Fuck you little man." She spat. She reached in and plucked Mark out by
his foot. He flailed and screamed the whole time. Kate just laughed at his puny attempts
to get free.

Sitting down, she slowly dragged mark by his little leg over the bottoms of
her feet, over her toenails scraping up his back causing him to bleed a bit, up her long
luscious legs, over her nether region moaning as his tiny face rubbed over her clit and
gasped in pleasure as his hands tried to grasp it. She then proceeded to drag him up her
flat stomach and over her perfectly round breasts causing the nipples to get hard, then
over her other arm, across her throat as she moaned softly, over her cheek and lips. She
then let his body rest there for a few seconds, still keeping a firm grasp on him. Suddenly
her mouth opened and snapped shut quickly biting off his tiny hand. Mark howled in pain
as the blood came gushing out of his wrist in to her mouth. Kate started sucking on the
limb drinking little Mark's blood. She then pulled his arm out of her mouth and spoke.
"How pathetic. She then eased his lower half in to her mouth and bit him off at the waist
and swallowed it as Mark screamed and howled in agony as he waste basted in his own
blood. She then tossed him in the air and caught him in her mouth like a grape or popcorn
and swallowed the rest of him still alive and screaming and howling in shear pain.

Kate wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then said smiling wickedly,
"Who's next?" All the little men cringed with fear at these words and look of pure evil
joy.

Stan finally got up the courage to step forward. With tears in his eyes.
"Please, Miss don't do this... that was my brother. I... I know he's... was a jerk but none
of us deserve that."

"Oh, really?" she asked sarcastically.

"When, you w... walked in I was on... only trying to help my brother get
out Ma'am."

Kate pondered this for a moment. "Prove it!" She sneered as she plucked
him out an tossed him on to the counter. Stan made it to his feet rather sore from the
'flying lesson' and dusted him self off. "Okay little man, tell me what you think of
women and how they should be treated. Oh, and I can tell when some one is lying
especially men."

"Women are wonderful, beautiful beings, they deserve kindness and
respect at least, if not to be worshiped. At least until they prove other wise."

"Hmmm," Kate cocked an eyebrow. "I believe that you're being truthful
about that, but as to how you got on top of that cage... No." picking him back up she
tossed him back in to the cage. Stan felt his body being hurled back into the cage and
went blank as his head smashed in to the bars knocking him out cold. Kate reached in and
pulled out another little man and (surprisingly) set him on the floor. "Run little man." At
those words the little man took off like a shot. Kate just laughed as she picked up a
rubber band. She pulled it back and released, the binder flew forward smacking the little
guy in the back of the head. The tiny man tumbled to the floor. Just as he rolled onto his
back a large high heeled shoe came crashing down on him crushing his face in to a
bloody pulp and the spike impaling him though the stomach. Kate laughed maniacally the
whole time.

"You fucking dyke! How dare you!" a little man said fury in his eyes.

"I dare, you little shit!" she shot back "And yes, I am a 'dyke' and damned
proud of it too," saying this as she pulled the little corpse off her shoe.

Katherine reached in and plucked the little bastard out. "But I prefer to be
called a lesbian," she said in a sickenly sweet way as she squeezed his tiny body. "So you
will apologize... NOW!"

"Fuck you cunt!" he spat and she squeezed tighter. "Bitch, whore, slut!"
Her grip got tighter, tighter, tighter. "Super fucking dyke!" he gasped out, loosing oxygen
to his brain and pain searing though out his tiny body. She finally squeezed so tight blood
came gushing out of his mouth, eye sockets, ears, nose, penis, and butt.

Kate just chuckled. "Stupid little man," she said. After cleaning her self
off as well as any thing else she had gotten blood on she turned to the rest of the little
men. "Get some sleep I'll deal with you later." With that Kate locked the cage and
headed off to bed.


Chapter: 5 David's Big Send Off

After two months of dealing with her little prick of an ex, Janet finally
tired of torturing and punishing him. In part because she couldn't think of any thing new
that wouldn't kill him and she couldn't kill him no matter how much of a bastard he was.
The other and more important reason she wanted more time with Terrance with out the
constant interruptions form David. So Janet called Brigid up.

"Hey, Bri it's Janet."

"Ah, more little men for me?" she asked then moaned softly.

"Um, well one... what is going on over there?" Janet asked her curiosity
getting the better of her.

"Oh, I have a few little admirers," Brigid said with a giggle.

"Oh, my!" Janet was flabbergasted. "Well nice to know some are
behaving."

"So, what little shit do you want me to whip in to shape now?"

"Well, um, it's David."

"Your ex?!" she exclaimed. "Oh, I'm gonna have fun with him! Sure I'll
be over later to get him." She said with glee. Brigid had always wanted a chance to
torture David ever since the narrow-minded bastard had called her a "fat cow", not that
David had any real taste he liked what the magazines told him to like. This whole
conversation was taking place out of David's hearing range (hehehe...sucker).

When Brigid arrived, Janet showed Brigid to her bedroom. "Oh, Davey-
Poo! I invited someone over to see you and she's very excited to 'play' with you." Janet
said giggling.
David's face drained of all color as Brigid stepped forward. "Hello
David," she spoke firmly.

"Wait! Hell no I'm not going with that fat bitch!" he spat after he got his
voice back.

"You little shit!" Brigid exclaimed.

"David, you never learn, do you?" Janet said exasperated.

"Well at any rate you have no choice little Davey," said Brigid in a tone of
superiority. She reached down and picked David up from off the dresser -where Janet
had kept him since the hamster cage of other bad men was over at Kate's- and stuck him
in her ample cleavage. Pushing him down in such that his incessant screaming was
muffled.

Once Brigid got home, Steve, Kyle, Tim and James where at the to
welcome her. "Welcome home Mistress!" The four said in enthusiastic unison.

"Hello boys," Brigid said smiling down at her 'precious ones' as she had
dubbed them. "Okay, Kyle go scratch behind Jasper's ears," she said (note: Jasper is
Brigid's puppy).

"Yes Mistress!" he said then trotted off happy to please his Mistress.

"Tim and James, I need you to clean up in the doll house."

"Yes Mistress!" they chimed in unison.

The Steve spoke up, "What about me Mistress?"

"For you Steve, I have a special job... go keep Cynthia company for me. I
have some business to take care of."

"Yes Mistress," He said then went off to find Cynthia.

Brigid then headed up stairs and went to her room. Once there, she went to
the cage with Lucas in it and fished him out. She then plucked David out of her cleavage.
"Okay, you two chauvinistic little pigs, you've got one last chance to behave."

"Fuck you Bitch!" spat Lucas.

"Yea you domineering cunt! Eat shit!" David shot at Brigid.

"God damn it! You two are so damn stupid!" Brigid said with sheer anger
in her voice, as she violently tossed Lucas into the cage knocking him out cold. She then
took David into the kitchen and pulled out a small bottle of lighter fluid. Pouring some in
to a small bowel she then dipped and rolled David in it.

Once he was plucked out, David came up sputtering and gagging.
"W...What are you doing to me?"

"You and your little friend have stressed me out, so I need a smoke." She
said as she got out a rolling paper and some smoking tobacco. She then rolled her self a
cigarette. Brigid took a drag then blew the smoke in his face, then pinned him there till
she was done with her cigarette. She then proceeded to put out the cigarette out on David,
which set him a flame. David began to scream in shear agony as the flames enveloped his
tiny body, scorching him terribly. After a bit of letting him burn Brigid poured a glass of
water on him extinguishing the flames. David collapsed to the ground twitching, still
breathing. "Oops, I didn't know that would happen!" Brigid said in mock surprise and
mock ignorance. Brigid then covered David in burn cream, David cringing and wailing in
pain the whole time. Miraculously and luckily for him all the burns on his body where
first and second degree. She then packed him in the cage to rest. She then grabbed up
Lucas who immediately screamed. " You know Luke you're awfully sexy, so little guy
we're gonna scrump," she said with a giggle.

Lucas had never heard the word 'scrump' before, but he caught the drift.
"No!" he screamed.

"You say that as if you had a choice," she said laughingly. Brigid then
tossed him on the bed and removed her clothing, grabbed him up and laid down. She
brought him close to her face and gave him solid lick then smiled. "You taste yummy!"
she told him. Lucas just quivered in fear. "Ah, well," she shrugged, then without another
word she pushed him in to her vagina, forcing him in all the way in, inch by inch till all
of his seven inches was swallowed but his feet. "Oh, my! You're a big boy." She teased
as he kicked and flailed the whole time. Of course his resistance was only served to
pleasure her more. "Oh Lucas!" she moaned. "I had no idea!" in mock surprise. Brigid
worked him in and out, over and over till she reached climax and squeezed her vaginal
muscles as hard as she could. Lucas could feel his body being compressed, squished, and
crushed by Brigid's shaft. His bones first disjointed then began to buckle and crack under
the pressure. With in seconds his bones began completely cracking in pieces tearing
though his skin. Blood came erupting out of his mouth as his limbs and ribs snapped and
his organs where crushed by Brigid's climax. Along with Brigid's sexual juices, Lucas's
blood flowed out. Brigid smiled pleased with her handy work. "Typical, the man never
lasts as long as the woman." She mused. Brigid then pulled the dead Lucas out of her.
"Eww!" She stated to no one in particular then tossed his corpse in the garbage. She then
got up and cleaned her self up.

Meanwhile Steve searched out Cynthia. He finally made it up stairs and
heard a baby crying and made his way down the hall toward the noise. He had heard the
sound before but by then he was usually in bed with Brigid and Cynthia or sleeping in the
cage. When he finally made it to the room where the sound was coming from it had
stopped. He found the door open so he entered quietly and the sight he came upon
touched his heart. There was Cynthia breast-feeding a baby. At this point Cynthia noticed
Steve. "Hello little guy," she said quietly.

"Hello Ma'am."

Cynthia set down the baby now that it was contentedly sleeping, then she
knelt in front of Steve and reached out her hand. Steve gladly stepped in to her hand.
"You thirsty precious one?"

"A bit, but how did you end up with a baby?" he asked curiously, not even
comprehending Cynthia's gesture.

"I was raped... but I couldn't have an abortion...and glad I didn't." she
said softly. "Now about that drink?"

"Sure," he said.

Cynthia lifted Steve to chest level then pulled up her shirt bearing a naked
breast. She then pressed Steve gently to it, his face at her nipple. "Drink up little guy."
She softly prodded him. Against his 'better' judgment, Steve began to suck gently. In a
way he couldn't help him self she was so sweet and kind to him. Besides her breast was
so soft and warm. A few seconds later he could feel Cynthia's warm milk flowing into
his mouth. Much to his surprise it tasted good, it was sweet and flowed down his throat
easily. As he sucked he could hear Cynthia moaning softly. Eventually he'd had his fill
and stopped. "Sorry... all full... Ma'am." He stated rather out of breath.

"It's okay," she giggled softly and wiped off his tiny mouth. She then
planted a soft kiss on him then cuddled him to her. Steve just sighed in contentment and
snuggled up to the beautiful plump young woman.

Unbeknownst to the new young lovers, Brigid stopped by the room, the
three precious ones with her. Seeing them in the funny but sweet embrace she moved on
without a word. Brigid took the remaining three precious ones back to her bedroom and
laid them on the bed and sighed. "I'm going to miss having Steve at his 'special' post...
Gonna miss that little bit of salty liquid in my mouth." She sighed again. "On the other
hand Cynthia deserves a little guy of her own."

"Excuse me Mistress Brigid..." a small voice came from behind her.
Brigid whipped around to see a small man she did not recognize.

"Yes?"

"Well, um, may I fill in?"

"I don't even recognize you...what is your name?"

"I... I'm not sure," he stammered. "All I can remember is waking up in
your closet a week ago, before that nothing. Please Mistress Brigid let me serve you."

She felt kind of sorry for him and his predicament. "Alright," she
chuckled. "But, first you need a name... I know! We'll call you Rehite. Sound good?"

"Yes, Mistress Brigid," he said. She then bent over and picked him up and
set him on the bed. She then removed her clothing slowly for the little men, revealing her
voluptuous, supple body to her tiny worshipers. She then crawled into bed like a cat
stalking a mouse, reached down and picked up Rehite.

"New comers choice little guy," she cooed with a wink.

Rehite thought for a moment then spoke shakily. "Might I have the
honor... o... of pleasing you at your nether region Mistress?"

Brigid chuckled. "Of course Rehite. Kyle my precious you're on mouth
duty, Tim you're on left breast, and James you're on right."

"Yes, Mistress!" they chimed in unison.

Brigid then placed Rehite down between her legs and he immediately got
to work pleasuring his Mistress. He along with the three other men sent Brigid into a
euphoria of intense pleasure. At one point Rehite managed to get his lower body in to
Brigid's inner sanctum and began to kick gently. This sent Brigid to reeling this new
sexual, erotic sensation, causing a high-pitched gasp and a long low moan to escape her
lips. By the end of their love making session, Brigid as well as her little compatriots had
each climaxed several times. They all lay still attempting to regain their breath and stay
awake, but in the end fatigue won over and Brigid fell asleep with a little man on each
breast, one on the pillow near her head as he had fallen out of her mouth, and Rehite still
half way in Brigid's sensuous cavern. There, he slept warm and content.


Chapter: 6 Cashia's Little Love


The day after David was sent to Brigid's, Janet and Terrance had a whole
day of uninterrupted fun and affection, while the other little men where off doing their
own thing. The two of them fooled around till late afternoon. During a conversation they
heard a noise. "Terrance do you hear that?"

"Yea, it sounds like crying," he responded. Janet scooped up Terrance and
followed the sound till she came upon a little man sitting in one of shoes, face in hands
crying.

"Oh, my! What's the matter Armand?"

Wiping his eyes. "It's nothing, I'm just rather lonely... I see you two and I
long so much for it. I actually had what you two have back when I was in high school and
because I was still in high school and she was going off to collage I made the stupidest
mistake I've ever made, I got angry and dumped her... I've been lonely since," he
sniffled.

Janet thought for a moment. "I know some one who would be perfect for a
sweet little guy like you!" She then scooped up Armand and put him on the bed setting
Terrance down with him. "Terrance, keep Armand busy would you?"

"Yes, Goddess," he replied dutifully.

Janet ran down stairs and called up Cashia. "Hey, Cashia you busy
tonight?"

"Well, I was going to do laundry but that can wait... why?" she asked
curiously. Janet explained the situation leaving out the little man's name by accident.
"Hmmm, well I suppose I could give it a try. Yes, I'll take him in... provided he's good,"
she stated after hearing out the entirety of the situation, besides the aforementioned.

Janet came back up stairs and went to her room scooping up both little
men. "Well, Armand you're in luck, my friend is coming over. I know you'll like her,
she's very kind and gentle." she said, to which Armand smiled.

That evening Janet got ready for Cashia. When the doorbell rang she
grabbed Terrance and placed him in her cleavage. She then said to Armand, "I'll come
get you soon." Then she ran down the steps, Terrance bouncing in her cleavage the whole
way. Janet opened the door and greeted Cashia. She led Cashia to the living room where
Cashia took a seat on the couch.

"So, where is he?" she asked her voice tinged with excitement.

" Just a moment, I'll go get him." Janet said smiling. She ran upstairs,
once again Terrance bouncing in her cleavage the whole way. She scooped up Armand.
"You ready little guy?" she asked him. He simply nodded shaking with excitement. Janet
then brought Armand down to Cashia. "Armand, meet Cashia... Cashia, meet..."

"Armand?!" Cashia said with shock.

"Cashia?!" Armand replied, equally shocked.

"You two know each other? Janet asked.

Cashia responded. "Yes, he was my high school sweetheart...till I went
away to college, then... he left me."

"I... I'm sorry. I've have regretted doing that, for all these years." he said.
Janet then set Armand on the ground.

"I'll go finish Dinner and leave you two to talk." Janet said then turned
and headed toward kitchen.

After some time Cashia broke the eerie silence between them. "Why did
you break it off Armand? I loved you." She asked with sorrow in her eyes.

"I don't know. I mean I loved you too and I guess it hurt that you where
leaving for college and I blew a few small complications out of proportion." e said to her.
Then another long silence, this time Armand broke it. "Cashia..."

"Yes?"

"A... are you married?"

"Not any more, why?"

"I... I know I don't deserve it but... please give me a second chance,
please," he begged.

"I don't know that I can Armand. You hurt me an awful lot." She said
calmly.

"Please! I've never stopped loving you and I would really like a chance to
treat you the way I should have in the first place, and also I'd like to stop thinking of you
as the one who got away." He pleaded.

Cashia's heart was warmed but his words as jumbled as they were. She
leaned forward placing her hand on the floor palm up. Armand stepped in looking rather
ashamed of him self. "Alright, I'll give you that chance... I suppose you've suffered
enough," she said softly and snuggled him to her.

When Janet walked back in she beheld little Armand snuggled up to
Cashia's soft bosom. Janet 'coughed' softly, Cashia and Armand looked up. "Dinner's
ready." Janet chimed.

"Great, I'm starved." Cashia stated, grasping her little man gently and
heading for the kitchen. Cashia looked about. "Where are the other little men?"

"Oh, they're up stairs eating." Janet replied.

"Ah, I see," Cashia, responded. The women ate their dinners while the
guys each had maybe a pea. After wards they all went to the living room and watched a
few movies including The Incredible Shrinking Man, 30ft. Bride of Candy Rock, and
Attack of the 50ft. Woman. Janet and Cashia each cuddled there little man close and by
the end of the last movie Terrance and Armand where fast asleep. Cashia then said her
goodbyes to Janet and thanked her, and then she headed home with little Armand.

The following day when Cashia awoke she looked at the pillow next to her
where she had laid Armand the night before. What she saw and heard from her little man
delighted and filled her heart with a joy she'd not known in a while.

The sight she beheld was little Armand staring at her in adoration, and
then he spoke, "Cashia, I love you with all my heart and soul,
you complete me,
where I was once empty I am now full,
once I was petty and blind,
now I see,
my heart will let me love no other than you,
I am yours from this day on, please say that you love me too." He recited
his poem with compassion and with out stumble or hesitation, though a little awkward
from the top of his head.

Cashia was both pleased and bewildered by his words. "where did this all
come from Armand?" She asked.

"About a year after we broke up I realized my mistake and wrote a poem
for you and always carried it with me in hopes of seeing you again... every once in a
while I'd pull it out and read it. After carrying it around for so long I kinda memorized
it."

She then scooped him up and kissed him tenderly. "You are very sweet
my little man."

"Thank you... but I don't really deserve you Cashia." He said with a down
cast gaze.

"Yes, you do. We all make mistakes, you deserve me because I say you
do. Got it?" Armand nodded. "Good!" she stated and planted another gentle kiss on him
and smiles as she felt him kiss back. "Well, I better get ready for work." Cashia said as
she rose from the bed and headed for the bathroom after setting Armand back down.
Armand watched her thinking how lovely and graceful she was, he watched till the
bathroom door closed. He then began to fantasize about her as he heard the shower start
and her melodic voice spilling out beautiful tones like a siren.

When Cashia came back out she was wearing only a towel about her.
Armand respectfully covered his eyes. "Alright, I'm not looking," he said, at which
Cashia just chuckled.

Once dressed she said to him. "Alright you may look." He opened his eyes
and smiled. "So, what do you think?" she asked almost like a teenager in love for the first
time. She was wearing a lavender v-neck sweater, black business skirt and black 4inch
wide healed pumps, all of which complemented her figure nicely.

"I think you look gorgeous." He stated unabashedly.

"Flatterer!" she told him a blushed, brimming with joy inside.

" I mean it!"

"Well thank you sweetie." she said. "Now for the final touch." She
reached down and scooped up Armand gently, then nestled him in her cleavage. To him it
was heaven and he kisses her right breast thrice. Cashia giggled. "Okay now, that's
enough. Don't make me take you out of there." She said in only a half stern voice, but
Armand got the hint. She then headed off to work stopping for breakfast on the way.
When Cashia arrived at work she went to her desk did some invoicing, paperwork and so
on. All in all it was a busy day.

That evening when she got home, she dropped all her stuff and headed for
her room. Once there she checked on Armand and she found him sleeping peacefully in
her bosom, so she set him down on the bed quietly and went to take a shower. When she
came out she was wearing a rose red silk nighty. Cashia strolled over to the sleeping
Armand and prodded him lightly. "Wakey, wakey little guy," she said sweetly. Armand
awoke and smiled, then his eyes widened.

"Wow!" he stated and nothing more.

"Wow, what?"

"You... you look gorgeous, sexy even!"

"Why, thank you," she said blushing. "Let's head down stairs for dinner
shall we?"

"Sure!" he exclaimed. She scooped him up and headed down to the
kitchen where she made up a TV dinner of which Armand had a bit. When they finished
Cashia said to Armand in a coy manner. "Are you ready for 'dessert' my little man?"
Armand visibly gulped and nodded dumbly (Men and their hormones lol). Cashia smiled
lifted him gently from the table and headed up to her room. "I'll make this a night you'll
never forget my sweet little Armand." She spoke in the most demure of voices as the
door to her bedroom shut behind her and her nighty fell silently to the floor.


Chapter 7: The Bitch has a Soft Side... Sorta

As the days past Katherine had gotten in to the habit of doing one
Execution a day until only Stan was left. That morning Kate woke up and bounded down the stairs to the stairs and skipped merrily to the kitchen and peered in to the cage to see Stan in a restless sleep. She opened the cage and prodded Stan in the side with her index finger.

"Wakey, wakey, Stanley it's your turn to go." She said in a sickeningly sweet voice, this made all the more sick coming from this sadistic malicious, sick, twisted woman (enough analogies for ya?).

Stan backed in to a corner of the cage, not that it did him any good. Kate reached in snatched him out and said to him in a calm cool manner. "Tell ya what little guy, since you've been such a good little man that..." Kate was interrupted by Stan speaking up.

"That, you're gonna let me live?" he asked optimistically.

Kate broke into uproarious laughter "Oh, that's rich little man... no but
I'm going to make your death as pleasurable as possible."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll see," she said. She then brought him in to the living room and set him on the couch. She proceeded to remove her nightie. "I'm going to pleasure you little Stan, something I've never done for a man. You should feel honored."

"Yea, k what ever." He said rather sourly.

She then scooped him up and looked him over, "I must admit Stan, for a
guy, you do have a cute little butt." She said then kissed his tiny tush. She then kissed his little face. "I wonder how you taste?" She wondered, and then she licked him gently. By this time poor Stan was hard as a rock, though he didn't want to be. Kate laid him down and began to rub his tiny manhood. To spite his efforts a series of soft moans escaped his lips. "Does the little man like that?" Kate taunted in a sexy, sultry voice. Stan simply nodded as a few more moans escaped his lips. She continued to rub till his member erupted in climax, cumming all over Kate's hand. "Oops, you made a mess. Now little man, you get to clean it up." This thought repulsed Stan and he shook his head no profusely "I said, clean it up!" she sneered.

"With what?"

"Your tongue of course." She said matter-of-factly.

"No way!" he shot back.

"Do it NOW! Or I'll take care of you like I did your brother."

Stan gulped, then bent over and began to lick up his own spunk. This made him sick to his stomach, but he also didn't cherish the idea of being torn apart piece by piece. As he did this Kate's face turned back to a smile of mock gentleness; a smug, superiority complex smile showed though. "Very good," she said once he had finished. "I got you off now you get me off!" she demanded. Stan nodded as she spread soft yet quite toned thighs. Stan moved to her vagina and began to massage her vaginal
lips with gusto and effort, in the hopes she would spare him. Kate moaned out in pleasure and the thought of completely humiliating this little man turned her on even more. Stan rubbed her clit causing her to gasp. After what seemed like an eternity to Stan she climaxed spilling her sexual juices all over his tiny body.

Kate plucked him up by his leg then licked all of her juices off of him slowly. During this tongue bath Stan squirmed and flailed afraid she would eat him. She then dropped him between her breasts and massaged Stan between them. Little Stan both turned on and terrified that he would be killed as she would massage lightly then press hard causing excruciating pain to Stan.

Katherine then dropped Stan to the ground and placed her foot on his tiny body, his head between her big and second toe. "Lick my feet little man," Katherine ordered. Stan was disgusted by this thought, then heard Kate's voice again, "Do it or so help me I'll torture you to death!" she sneered. Stan was jolted back from his thoughts to harsh reality and began to lick between her toes. The salty taste stung his mouth, but he dared not quit. Kate lifted her foot slightly to give Stan more mobility. "That's right little man lick Goddess Kate's feet all clean!" Her saying this appalled Stan, she wasn't a goddess, she was a Demoness in Woman's skin. 'None the less' Stan licked toe after
salty toe. By the time he made it to the ball of the first foot, Stan had hoped for a small rest before starting on the second, but it was not to be. "Oh little Stan! That felt wonderful," Kate said pleasured and to mock Stan.

Stan was beginning to wonder if she'd ever kill him or keep him alive, to torture him for forever, her other foot came to rest on Stan much as the first had. As Stan was forced to once again lick her toes the stinging, salty taste intensified in his mouth. By the time Stan finished the taste was so strong in his mouth that his breath smelt of Kate's foot.

"Alright little man, time for the grand finale!" Kate said with a wicked smile as she scooped him up, carrying him in to the kitchen. She then placed him upon the floor then knelt over him pressing her pussy in to him and began to rub it on him mockingly saying, "Oh, Stanley your cock is soooo big!" As she did this she began to grind harder and harder.

Stan began to grit his teeth in agonizing pain from the pressure and finally from feeling his bones begin to crack and burst though his muscles and skin, his flesh tearing open and finally being ground in to a bloody mess on Kate's kitchen floor. "Oh, Stan!" Kate said in mock disappointment, "You made a mess on my kitchen floor!" she giggled then wiped Stan's carcass off the floor.

Chapter 8: The End (almost...sorta)

Terrance walked up to were Janet was working on the new matter converter and watched her for a bit. "How's it coming along?"

"I'm almost finished, the last part should come in a day or so," Janet said smiling and patting him gently on the head. "You ready to go home me sweet Little One?"

"When ever you are!" He beamed.

"Alright, just give me a minute or two to put things away, then we'll
vamoose." Janet picked up her mess and locked away the new ray, then scooped up Terrance and kissed his little face gently. "I love you my Little One."

"I love you too my goddess." And kissed her lower lip. Janet then placed Terrance in her cleavage and headed for home. On the ride home settled in to Janet's bosom. He began thinking of her and how lovely she was. He wished he could stay this size for the rest of his life, but that wouldn't be fare to Janet. At the same time Janet was thinking how wonderful Terrance was and how she'd like to keep him as her tiny lover for the rest of their lives, but that it would be unfair to Terrance.

Once in the door Janet plucked Terrance gently from her bosom and kissed him sweetly. "How about we go to my room and you can explore your goddess like never before." Terrance nodded happily. Janet brought Terrance up to her room setting him upon the bed and began a strip tease for him. First she removed her thick-rimmed glasses, folded them and set them on the dresser and lifted her arms so she could let down her long golden locks from their work place style bun. Inch by inch, she removed her business coat and kicked off her pumps. Slowly untucking her blouse, she opened it one button at a time, revealing more and more of her creamy white satin flesh. Once unbuttoned the blouse was tossed off to the side. And she unbuttoned the one button on her business skirt and inched it down her long sensuous legs and stepped out of it, leaving it in a heap on the floor.

Crawling up on to the bed with the look of a hungry cat playing across her face, she sat next to Terrance, where she then inched off her pink, silk undies. Getting down on all fours she loomed over Terrance licking her lips before then unhooking her bra, causing her bosom to spring forth knocking Terrance over, before then settling upon him.

Terrance nuzzled Janet's breasts, then took as much of the right nipple in to his mouth as he could. He started to suck, kiss, and lick the nipple as well as the surrounding areola. Janet's moans of shear pleasure urged him on. He went at her bosom with vigor, licking, sucking, kissing, nuzzling, and fondling every square inch he could reach; all of this much to Janet's satisfaction.

Janet reveled in her 'Little One's' attempts to pleasure her. She softly stroked his sides as she moaned out from the feelings of Terrance's ministrations. After a bit Janet rolled on to her back and spread her legs.

"I am sooo wet for you, my little man!" she cooed.

"Yes, Goddess," he responded with glee and sexual excitement. Terrance made his way down the bed, then up between Janet's sensual legs. Once he reached her hot, wet, pink pussy he began to make love to her down there. He kissed, licked, nuzzled and sucked on her clit as well as massaging, caressing and rubbing against her pussy lips and opening. This sent Janet in to shear ecstasy, feeling every little finger trail across her pussy lips, as his mouth working her clit drove her wild. Terrance softly bit Janet's clit causing her to bite her lower lip and squeal in pleasure.

Terrance then plunged his head in to Janet's cunt licking and nuzzling inside, Driving Janet insane with pleasure, causing her to climax and cum all over Terrance's face. She then plucked him up and licked him off. First his face, then his chest, back, legs, his little arms, his tiny rear, and finally she licked off his crotch and began to suck on his little prick like a straw causing Terrance to moan out and thrash wildly in pleasure. She continued this till Terrance cummed in her mouth. She then put Terrance down and licked her lips, "Mmmm, nummy!" she stated.

"Wow!" he exclaimed.

"Let's get some sleep little one."

"Yes, Goddess."

Then Janet picked Terrance up and cradled him against her bosom and fell into a deep satisfied sleep. Terrance stayed awake for a while longer looking about thinking about how wonderful his life was now and how he didn't want to give it up. Eventually he too drifted off to sleep.


Chapter 9: David vs. Brigid? (or good bye little ones?)


A few days after David's burn 'incident' he was still very sore but at least mobile. He was sitting in his cage mulling over in his mind how it was he had gotten himself in to this situation when he heard, "Hello Davey-poo!" to which he grumbled and sneered at Brigid.

"Aww, David don't be angry, I've decided that you're not worth my time or the trouble anymore...so you have two options one is I rid you of myself of you by a way of your choosing or one of my choosing... but there is a catch, you have to answer a question. You guess right and we do it your way, but guess wrong and it's my way. Got it?"

"S...Sure." He said not sure if he liked where this was going.

"Okay, here is your question. Why are women Goddesses?"

"Their not!" He blurted out of male pride.

"Wrong answer little man," Brigid said as she plucked him out of his cage and dropped him on the floor. "Now RUN!"

"What?"

"I said run you little prick!"

David didn't hesitate a moment longer, he ran for his life down the hall, Brigid at his back the whole time as if it where a game (to her it was). Her foot came crashing down near to him a few times. David dove in to a room were Kyle, Tim and James were. "Guys, You gotta help me!"

James spoke first, "Up yours David!"

"Yea, go to hell," Tim added then socked him in the stomach.

"Oof!" David groaned, as he doubled over then stumbled out of the room with Brigid right there waiting for him.

Her hand came swooping down and smacked him planting him against the wall then rolling down it to the floor. "Tag!" She said in mock glee, "You're it!" then she picked him up. "Oops," she said then her eyes narrowed and her voice took a serious tone. " I meant to say this is it, as in this is it for you." She grinned devilishly.

David gulped and wined, "What are you gonna do to me?"

"You'll see," she then brought him to her bedroom and removed her shirt
then placed him firmly between her breasts.

"No!" he screamed out as Brigid began to massage her breasts about him,
squishing them in then releasing. Every time she did this, she pressed a bit harder increasing the pressure on little David's body. Soon it got to the point were the pain was almost unbearable.

Just as he started feeling faint, the pressure released and he gasped for air, then winced, waiting for the next onslaught of pain, but it didn't come. He looked about, feeling a bit paranoid, then decided to crawl out of Brigid's cleavage. He made his way up the fleshy walls until his head popped out from between her breasts, where he then took a deep breath.

"Bye, bye little guy!" was all he heard before looking up and seeing
Brigid's smiling face, right before her breasts where slammed together about his body causing his blood to rush out of his mouth and eye sockets, breaking every bone in his body. Brigid pressed and rubbed her breasts together grinding him in to a fine paste as she laughed. "Ewe, David," she said to the pasty mess on her chest and Bra, "you are such a slob, now I'll have to wash this bra and clean my self up thanks to you." She then got up and headed for the bathroom, removed her bra depositing it in the dirty clothes hamper then cleaned the bloodstains off her bosom.

The rest of the Day went smoothly since David was no longer an issue.
Well it went smoothly until there was a knock on the door. Brigid opened the door to find Janet, dressed in her work attire along with five men in black and olive green suits.

"Hi," Janet said. "We're here to pick up the ittlelay enmay."

Bri nodded. "Right this way," she guided them to the living room and called her little men out and had them file in to a cage.

"What's going on Mistress?" Tim asked.

"It's time for you to go, they're gonna make you your normal size again," Bri said hiding her sadness.

"Oh, okay, I'll miss you thank you for taking care of us Mistress," He said, as did the others.

"See ya Bri," Janet said as she was leaving with the men (Both the tiny
ones and the ones in the olive green suits).

After they left Brigid sighed in sorrow and headed upstairs to see Cynthia. When she got arrived in her room she saw Cynthia with Steve. "Cynthia! He was supposed to go with the others!"


"I know Mistress, but I couldn't let him go, sides he didn't want to."

"Is that true?" she asked Steve.

"Yes, Mistress," he replied

Then Cynthia spoke, "Please don't be angry there is another guy who
wanted to stay too." Cynthia smiled and pulled little Rehite out from between her breasts and placed him in Brigid's hands.

"Hello Mistress, I'm sorry I didn't listen but I wanted to stay with you."

"It's all right my precious one," She said with a smile and tears in her eyes, "This'll be our little secret."



Chapter 10: The Beginning or the End? (You Decide)

After Janet left Brigid's, she headed to Cashia's house to pick up Armand, then to the lab were she proceeded to unshrink the men. After the process was complete she counted the men and realized she had only 13 men instead of the 25 on the roster. She reported this and was told to write an account of why this was, then the men where escorted off to be checked over for side effects Janet didn't even get to kiss Terrance good bye.

While the men where being examined Janet wrote her account as to why
some of the men had disappeared. She attributed some to runaway and others to accidental death.

Once the men where checked over they where released. Armand went back to Cashia's, to be with her and to try to win her love back. A few others went back to their significant others or left to try to find one and all better men for the 'experience'. All the men went away carrying big checks for $100,000,000 for their troubles.

The next night, Janet was sitting home alone and feeling depressed.
Terrance hadn't come back, he didn't have her number. "What if he doesn't want me," she thought to her self, "No, I know he loves me. It was just that he was so tiny when he came here and probably can't find his way back here." Just then she heard a knock at the door. She got up and answered the door and there he was all dressed up. Janet threw her self at him and received a big kiss as her arms wrapped around the back of his neck.

When the embrace finally broke Terrance knelt down upon one knee, opened a ring box with a gold ring with one heck of a diamond set in it, he looked deeply into her eyes and said softly, "Janet Colfield, will you marry me?"

"Yes! Oh, Yes of course I will!" She exclaimed with tears of joy streaming down her face as Terrance placed the ring on her finger. He stood and picked her up and while kissing her passionately, he carried her off to the bedroom.

No sooner where they in the room, then the lovers where out of their
clothing. "Lets make this interesting." Terrance said with a sly smile.

"How so?"

""With this," he replied as he pulled out of the pocket of his pants (which where on the floor) the matter transformer, (now dubbed the 'Transmogrifier') " I bought it for $60,000,000, thought you might like it." Janet took it and smiled.

"Thank you Love!" She kissed him then pressed the button.

(and fade to black)
Chapter End Notes:

this is a story I wrote along time ago like in the 90s

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