Jake watched from under the couch, at his three-inch height,
while Kacey’s socked feet paced the apartment. She was giggling, and slowly,
making sure he could see it, she placed his regrowth band in the middle of the
floor. He grinned, this would be easy, he just had to get around her and-
“Now if Jake can just get to his fancy little watch here, he
can be big again, but…” Kacey giggled, kicking off the socks and leaving them
on either side of the band, “if he stops to sniff his wonderful fiancé’s socks…
well, he’ll probably get caught!”
“Shit,” Jake muttered. He watched as a giggling Kacey laid
another pair of socks down, completely surrounding his regrowth band. Kacey
herself hadn’t showered in probably two or three days, the result of some kind
of special event in the MMORPG she was fond of.
For his part he’d just taken a short nap after work, and had
woken up to a giant Kacey with his regrowth band in hand, looming over him and
saying it was time for a game of cat and mouse. She’d given him just enough of
a head start to leap from the bed and sprint, naked, to the living room. It was
his go-to for this particular game, there was more furniture and it was always
more cluttered, which was usually an advantage.
The couch seemed the most obvious hiding spot, Kacey wasn’t
strong enough to move it on her own, and it was big enough that she couldn’t
watch the whole thing at once. She hadn’t knelt down to peek for him, but he
was fairly certain she’d made the same calculation, and knew where he was. The
springs overhead creaked as Kacey, stripped down to her underwear, flopped on a
cushion, pretending not to be looking for him.
Jake regarded the regrowth band, then with a sigh started
stretching. A moment later he went to the far end of the couch from where he
figured Kacey was from the sound of her shifting overhead. With one final
breath Jake began his run.
Kacey spotted him almost instantly, and grinned as she
stomped her bare foot towards him, shaking the world and almost causing him to
stumble as he dodged around it, making his way towards his wristband. Kacey
scowled and stood up, intending to pin him to the carpet. Jake was a former
college athlete, and while he’d never had the skills to go pro, he’d stayed in
shape in the years since Shrinking Day. He crossed the living room with
alarming speed, causing Kacey to have to hurry to keep up with him in spite of
her size advantage.
The smell of the socks hit him then, and he stumbled as he
fought the urge to leap at those cotton honeytraps.
“Uh oh,” Kacey mocked, “come on Jakey, just run over them,
you can do it!”
He grunted, forcing one foot in front of the other as he
crossed the parking space sized socks, the vapors of Kacey’s sweat rising
around him and telling him to fall to his knees, to bury his face in them, to worship
her.
He realized his pause had let Kacey catch up to him, and he
slowly looked up. Her hair was slightly frazzled, and she was giving him a smug
look as she loomed overhead in her bra and panties, an anime character he
didn’t recognize brightly emblazoned across the fabric on her crotch.
“Come on,” she giggled, “you can do it… or maybe you don’t
want to win?” she playfully tapped her chin, “I’ve got an idea,” she said.
“W-What?” Jake muttered, trying to keep his head clear.
“I’ve got a raid in about ten minutes,” she said, glancing
to her computer, “it would be more fun with my tiny boy toy trapped in my
panties…” she patted her crotch teasingly, “give up right now, and you can
spend my gaming time in the front.”
“And if I refuse?” he asked, already knowing the answer.
“you’ll end up going down the backside,” Kacey giggled.
Jake growled, and turned toward the regrowth band. Kacey
laughed as he tried to run again, but fell to his knees, enraptured by the
sweaty socks Kacey had laid around it as a barrier. He let his body fall,
laying across the rough worn cotton and falling into a haze as Kacey’s
pheromones overpowered his remaining will.
“Looks like I win!” Kacey laughed, pressing her bare foot
down on his back and grinding him slowly into her sock. Jake grunted as he was
pressed into it, his face traced back forth over it slowly by her big toe.
Kacey lifted her foot off him, grinning as she reached for
his prone form, when her phone beeped suddenly. With a sigh she gave him a
final look, then left him “trapped” on her sock while she went to go check the
message.
“Guess the raid is off,” she muttered, “we’ve got to do a
call with the wedding planner, you should probably get back to full size."
Gently she pushed him towards his band with her foot, and as soon as he made
contact there was a popping sound, and a second later he was kneeling on the
floor, naked at full size.
“Ugh,” he muttered, wrinkling his nose as he slipped the
watch-sized device back on.
“Oh, do I not smell as nice at full size?” Kacey teased.
He stood up, playfully tackling her to the couch while she
giggled, “we’re just doing a video call with her right?” he growled, running
his hands through her hair.
“Y-Yeah,” Kacey grunted, squirming in his grip.
“No need to clean up too much then,” he teased, letting her
go, “if you wanted to do some gaming later…”
“Oh yeah,” she giggled, “and my favorite toy is coming along
for the ride?”
“Yes Kacey,” he said, rolling his eyes with a smile, “he
is.”
…
Ash stuck a finger in the sweet potato pie on the counter,
trying to gauge its warmth. When she was satisfied that it was neither too hot,
nor too cold, she grinned at the tiny Andy in her hand, then casually tossed
him in.
Andy landed in the soft pie filling, wading through it like
a thick mud as he struggled to get upright and get his bearings. Ash giggled,
looking down at him as she slowly brought a pie server up, twirling it
playfully in her hand.
“Tiny boys are just the best pie filling,” she mused,
“Kacey really doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.”
“I still don’t understand what’s so fun about this,” Andy
said, resting atop the congealed pie filling with a grin.
Ash scowled, “I don’t understand what’s so great about that
stupid gold bikini from the star wars movies, but I still wear it for you
plenty, so let me enjoy your tiny week the way I want!” She paused a minute,
“any news on the upgraded regrowth band?”
“Yep,” Andy said with a disappointed sigh, “at least another
year before release, I guess whatever these things do to push the shrinking
back is kind of bad for you over the long term, like health wise, so that’s why
they tell us to stay tiny one week a month, it flushes it all right out of us,
good as new.”
“And the new one is more efficient or something?” Ask asked,
twirling her pie server.
“So they say,” Andy shrugged, “five days a month tiny, and we’ll
be able to take them a few at a time instead of all at once.”
“Only five days a month?” Ash said in mock outrage, “I won’t
get nearly enough playtime with my favorite doll at that rate!” She
sighed, “I guess I’ll just have to sate my appetites while I can.”
The pie server came down, and Andy watched as it cut through
the muck holding him in place, making a small wedge slice which he sat in the
middle of. His world shifted as the server slid beneath him, the crust of the
pie acting as the floor of the pool of sweet potato filling as his prison was
lifted onto a plate.
Andy began struggling, wading through the goopy sweet
filling towards the edge. If he could just get out of this stuff he’d be on the
hard ceramic of the plate, and he could run. He didn’t really expect, or even
want, to get away of course, but when Ashley indulged in this particular kink,
she tended to want a chase.
“Ah, ah, ah!” she said, waving her finger admonishingly as her
fork came down, the prongs easily pushing his struggling form back into the
center of the pie slice. “Stay still like a good little snack!” she casually
used the fork to scoop chunks of pie the size of his torso over him, burying
his struggling body and causing him to sputter as his mouth and nose were
filled with the sweet and savory mixture.
She really is great at baking desserts, he thought
wildly, swallowing down some of the mush, leaving a pleasant aftertaste on his
tongue.
His world shifted again as he dug his way out, and he looked
up to see that Ashley had scooped him up bodily. At three inches his place on
her fork was slightly precarious, but he gripped at the tongs beneath him as
Ashley regarded him with a smug smile.
“Uh oh, looks like that’s another round for me… what’s the
score again? Ash’s tummy a million, and tiny Andy… zero?”
“Sounds about right,” he muttered with a small smile.
His world lurched as he was thrown into her mouth,
immediately wrestled down and held in place by a tongue as large as he was, a
solid wall of slick muscle that easily overpowered him. He grunted as she
flipped him over, the vacuum feeling pulling at his skin as she casually sucked
the sweet potato filling off of him. Her tongue explored his body, easily
wiping away any she’d missed. A moment later she swished him back and forth in
her saliva, leaving him soaked with her spit as the last few bits of her
dessert were washed away.
He fought her as much as he could every step of the way, as
much as he trusted Ash and knew this game was ultimately safe, you couldn’t
really ignore the primal sense that you were in a mouth, getting eaten. Ashley
enjoyed his panic a little, playfully pushing him against her lips, almost
parting them and then sucking him backwards, undoing all of his fight with the
slightest movement of her mouth.
Light filled his world suddenly, and he looked curiously at
the opening portal of her lips beyond the wall of her teeth. Suddenly the
tongue he was resting on forced him forward, and he gripped it tightly as
Ashley casually stuck out her tongue in a teasing gesture. He blinked a moment,
realizing the giant phone in front of him was set to selfie mode, a picture of
his befuddled and soaked form dead center and framed by her open mouth. There
was a final click as she took a picture, and then he was slurped backwards into
the warm darkness.
*Gulp*
Ashley swallowed her tiny boyfriend down, giggling at the
picture she’d taken of him just before she went. She leaned back in her chair
and playfully patted her tummy, no doubt sloshing Andy around in his new home
for the next few hours. Idly she pulled up his contact on her phone, changing
his profile picture to his face seconds before he’d gone down the hatch. He’d
hate it of course, and she wouldn’t leave it, but she was interested in seeing
what he’d offer in negotiation to get her to change it back.
She smirked as another thought struck her, “Andy,” she said,
knowing he could hear her, “how do you think you’ll go with wedding cake and
champagne?” She giggled at the sudden pounding of tiny fists against her
stomach wall, “Oh relax, it’s not like I’ll do it at the reception.”
…
Kacey and Jake’s wedding was a larger affair than either
them would have initially guessed. A number of relatives on both sides of their
family were attending, as were their friends, Jake’s coworkers, and even a few
of the firm’s clients.
“Are you sure this is all okay?” Kacey asked quietly,
looking at the guest list, “I mean… this is a dream wedding, bigger than
anything I ever really imagined for myself.”
He hugged her close as they sat together on the old couch
they’d bought back when they’d had nothing, “enjoy it,” he said with a small
smile, “I’m paying for most of it, and besides, I thought my money was just for
spoiling my goddess?”
She giggled as he picked her up, heading towards their
bedroom.
…
Kacey stretched, preparing to log on to her PC for a night
of grinding and rewatching some old fandubs of her favorite show. Jake was out
for the night with his brother, his cousin, and Andy, who were in town for the
wedding. From what she heard the bachelor party was going to be a tame affair,
poker and drinks at someone’s house, so she’d decided to enjoy a quiet night
alone.
A knock came at her door, and she frowned, putting her
headphones down. She slowly went to open it, and the door was pushed open, almost
knocking her over as Ashley barged in, Mandy behind her with a case of box wine
under her arm.
“W-What are you two doing here?” Kacey stammered.
“Bachelorette party!” Mandy shouted.
Kacey squealed as the two dragged her towards the door.
…
“Honestly, I’m so glad you and Jake are tying the knot,”
Mandy said, slightly slurring her speech as she waved for a server, “like, you
two are the cutest, and you have such a sweet story!” the waiter left another
fruity cocktail glass at their table, and Mandy wiped a quick tear out of her
eye, “also, it’s so nice that you guys let me be in the bridal party.”
“Yeah well, you did save our asses at the whole comic
convention thing,” Kacey said with a smile, “thanks for that!”
“Oh yeah, for sure,” Mandy said, looking around the crowded
restaurant-arcade she’d dragged them to, “hey, do you guys want to play Dance
Dance Revolution?” without waiting for them to answer she got up, swaying
slightly as she made her way to the brightly lit machine.
“Uh, we better go after her,” Ash giggled, standing up.
…
The day of the wedding seemed to race up to her, and before
Kacey knew it she was in her dress, taking photos with her bridesmaids, Ash as
her maid of honor at her side as they positioned themselves at the
photographer’s direction.
Jake, with his groomsmen, was waving to her, walking over
slowly as the two groups prepared for the next round of photos.
“How’s it going?” he asked quietly.
“I’m worried I’m just going to wake up,” she said quietly,
“like it’s all going to be a dream…”
He gently brushed her cheek, “nope, this is your life now,
Mrs. Anderson…” He looked up as someone new entered the hotel’s ballroom, where
the ceremony and reception would take place.
“Oh, there you are Kacey!”
It was Elsie, the miniature shop owner. Jake knew they’d
invited her to the wedding, but he frowned as he wondered what she was doing
here. It was a little early for most of the guests, wasn’t it?
“Uh, okay,” Kacey blushed, “I had this idea… or I guess you
could say Mandy, Ash, and I did, and there was some box wine involved…”
“Okay…” Jake said hesitantly.
Elsie opened up a small case, revealing a tiny sized Tuxedo
in Jake’s measurements, “what do you think?” she asked excitedly, “we’re going
to do some photos with you as a cake topper!”
He blinked, then looked around at the eager bridesmaids,
then back to Andy, who just shrugged and gave him a smile.
“Okay, give it to me,” he chuckled, taking the case and
walking towards the restroom, “send Kacey in to come get me in a minute, and
while I’m tiny someone please fold my tux or something? I don’t want to
spend the ceremony tiny because my shirt got ruined!”
…
“Oh my god that’s so cute,” Mandy muttered, looking at Jake
posing next to the small bride figurine on top of the cake.
“Uh, it’s not super stable,” Jake muttered, looking down at
the icing his feet were sinking into.
“And, done!” the photographer shouted, “good job everyone, I
think that’s a wrap for the pre-ceremony photos.”
Kacey smirked, then grabbed Jake up off the cake, “you’re
lucky that tux is a rental,” she teased, walking him back to where his full-size
clothing waited, neatly folded, “or I’d have to lick that icing off of you.”
…
The ceremony was performed by a priest from a church Kacey’s
parent’s attended, with the preamble to the vows filled with accolades of the
adversity that the couple had been through together, how they made one another
stronger.
“In a world that threw these seemingly insurmountable
obstacles in their path, Jake and Kacey saw the light at the end, and in each
other,” the priest continued as two stared happily into one another’s eyes.
Finally the climax was reached, “Do you, Jake Anderson, take Kacey Statham, to
be your wife?”
“I do,” he said.
“And do you, Kacey Statham, take Jake Anderson to be your
husband?”
“I do,” she said, blinking tears out of her eyes.
They didn’t wait for the rest before they embraced in a
kiss.
…
The reception was a grand affair, with ample food and an
open bar that was already seeing a line as Kacey and Jake walked into the
ballroom to cheers from their friends and family. The background audio music
dulled, and he led his new bride to the center of the open floor, taking her
hand and preparing for their first dance, a song she’d picked.
He chuckled softly as he heard the opening piano keys to a
song Kacey had taught him well, “seems like a bit of a downer for our first
dance, doesn’t it?” he asked quietly.
“This song always makes me happy,” She said with a smile,
hugging him close, “I know that doesn’t make any sense, but it just does.”
“Then that’s all that matters,” he said, stroking her hair
softly before lowering his hand to her back.
“I know, I know I’ve let you down,” the song began as
they spun together, “I’ve been a fool to myself…”
…
The rest of the wedding passed like a pleasant dream,
dancing, singing, celebration. Ms. Black gave a lengthy toast to the new
couple, touching and perfectly on point despite the fact that Mandy had to move
to steady her slightly as she sat back down. Ash and Andy were with them most
of the night, the best man and maid of honor laughing and joining them for
additional photos.
“So, honeymoon in Hawaii?” Ash laughed, taking a sip of her
champagne, “are you guys excited?”
“Who wouldn’t be?” Kacey asked, “what about you and Andy?
Did you finally decide where you were going on vacation?”
“Paris,” Ash said, “I haven’t been in years, and Andy needs
some exposure to culture that isn’t produced by Marvel or DC.”
“You liked Watchmen,” Andy said with a smug grin.
“Because it was a deconstruction Andy,” she said with
a sigh. He kept eyeing her, and finally she rolled her eyes, “some… some of the
Spiderman comics weren’t terrible.”
…
Kacey and Jake began their farewells, and someone brought
Kacey the bouquet for the traditional toss. There was wild applause as Ashley’s
hand shot up, snatching it from the air to wild cheers as she shot a nervous
Andy a wink.
…
Jake held Kacey close, a growl escaping him to match her
sigh as they came together, the clothing from the ceremony discarded around the
bed. He fell to her side, panting and smiling as he stared at the ceiling.
“So,” Kacey said in a low voice, “how long do you think
you’ll need before round two?”
“Uh, give me a minute,” he said, his face still flushed. He
felt a petite hand making it’s way down his wrist, and he just laughed, not
bothering to fight it as he felt his regrowth band slipped off. The world
contorted and a moment later he was in a bed the size of a football field,
looking up his enormous bride, who was grinning down at him with an amorous
look in her eyes.
“Oh, look at that,” she giggled, a giant finger reaching
down and poking his rising erection, “shrinkees don’t have much of a refractory
period, huh?”
“I guess not,” he laughed.
“You know we never really worked out just how short it was
when you’re tiny…” she mused, “I feel like you could probably get hard again
instantly.” He grunted as her thumb came down, the giant soft fingers sliding
up and down over his manhood at a steady speed. He arched his back, trying to
lean up into her touch as she teased him. “Come on, don’t take too long, we’ve
got all night,” she teased, winking at him.
He came into her fingers, collapsing backward into the immense
padded landscape of their wedding bed. Kacey casually brought her finger up,
sticking in her mouth and slurping the tiny amount of seed he’d produced off of
it, then leaned over the side of the bed. He watched her curiously, and she
came back up with one of the white shoes she’d been wearing all day.
“Did you think I looked good in my dress?” Kacey asked with a
smile.
“Like an angel,” he said, looking up at her as she brought
herself over him, “why?”
“Just wanted to be sure it was worth being on my feet in
that dress all day,” she laughed, taking a whiff of the white shoe. “Here you
go Jakey!” she brought it down on him, the mouth of the shoe facing his tiny
body. She held it in place over him a moment, letting the odor of a day spent
dancing and posing for photos was hover him. She pulled the shoe back after a
few seconds, and a panting Jake was looking up at her wonderingly, his erection
back at full mast.
“K-Kacey?” he breathed, feeling himself falling almost into
a trance over her.
“Yeah,” she laughed, “looks like you can get hard pretty
much right away when you’re tiny… Good to know.”
…
Kacey and Jake were among the last of the wedding party to
check out of the hotel, the newly married couple going unnoticed by the other guests
and the hotel staff in their plain jeans and t-shirts. They’d slept in, waking
up in one another’s arms after a wedding night well spent.
“You guys heading to the airport?” Ash called. The two of
them turned to see Ash and Andy walking over to them, similarly in plain clothing
in contrast to the formal wear of the night before.
“We were going to get a cab,” Jake said, “are you guys
heading that way?”
“Yep,” Andy said excitedly, “do you guys want a ride?”
Kacey and Jake looked at each other and shrugged, “Sounds
great!” Kacey said.
…
The ride to the airport for the four of them was somewhat
somber, they’d all had long nights, and rather than conversation they all just
exchanged contented smiles, letting the soft hum of an easy listening station
drown out the sound of the morning commute.
The airport wasn’t busy, and Ashley found long term parking
easily enough. The group made their way inside, and then the two couples
regarded each other one final time before they had to part ways, Andy and Ash
for international flights, Kacey and Jake for domestic.
“Thanks for everything guys,” Jake said, giving Andy and Ash
a quick smile as he hugged Kacey close.
“I’m really going to miss you two while we’re away,” Kacey
said, “take lots of pictures, okay?”
“We’ll all get together at my place when we get back,” Ash
said, ruffling Andy’s hair, “we’ve still got to plan our group trip, don’t we?”
“Sounds good,” Andy smirked, “you guys… you’re the best
friends someone could have, have a good honeymoon.”
“See you around Andy,” Jake said, reaching out to shake his
hand one last time. The other former shrinkee clasped his hand, and they gave
each other a final nod as they left for their respective gates.
…
Kacey watched the runway disappearing below them as the
plane lifted off. Jake had gotten them first class tickets, and she was able to
lift the armrest between them and lean against him, enjoying the warmth of his
embrace. The flight reached a cruising altitude, and the warm sunlight traced
in through their window, showing the endless blue skies above a fluffy white
layer of clouds.
“This is it, isn’t it?” Kacey asked dreamily, “this is life
for us now…”
“Yeah,” Jake said with a smile. He joined Kacey in staring at that unending sky, the empty blue seeming so full of promise as it stretched forever above those sunlit clouds, "this is life for us now..." He glanced down at Kacey, who had closed her eyes and was already drifting off into a peaceful slumber, with a contented sigh, he held her close and did the same.
The End