It started with a virus. That's how most things go. 1/3 of humanity suddenly grows to enormous heights while the rest just kinda...remain. Families torn apart, communities in tatters, the world at its ends as its ripped apart.
But humanity survives, it adapts. Giant cities are built, accommodating both tiny and giant individuals (tiny referring to those at 'human' sized). Some cities remain giant and others remain small, it was random which were which.
Towns were the same but there were never any split towns, if you were giant in a small town, you moved to a bigger town. The exception was a tiny family could live in a bigger town if a family member grew, but support was limited and it could be dangerous. Usually, going to the city provided the better alternative.
We start the story with a girl named Samantha (Sam), living in the mixed city of Melbourne.
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Sam sits in the cafe near her apartment, awaiting her two friends to arrive. Fresh out of school and starting college in a month, the red haired girl takes a sip of her coffee as she looks around the cafe. The small place had mixed staff, the normal humans took orders, made the food items and drinks while scattered everywhere were tiny humans, or tiny to Sam.
These tinies cleaned benches, marked cups to be collected by a weird machine that zipped in the air like a drone and took orders to those who sat down for a longer meal. Sam herself had her order taken this way, the tiny female now sitting in a small seat in the middle of the table, below her was an assortment of cleaning tools to clean the table. Each seat also had a button that sucked the tiny up if they wanted to conversation to be private, usually sending them to the kitchen via tubes.
Sam breathed out in frustration, her phone was flat and as she looked around, not a clock in sight. "Hey, you got the time?" Sam asked the tiny girl, who was currently browsing on her tiny mobile phone. The girl looked up in surprise until Sam waved her flat phone to the tiny girl who giggled. "oh..haha, its 4:15, did you need a refill?" squeaked the girl, seemingly not used to be talked to after ordering. "no, no your all good" replied Sam "Thanks and thanks for the time...friends are late" she added.
As the tiny blonde girl nodded before escaping back into her device, Sam noticed two girls enter the cafe "finally" she whispered. Two girls, seemingly taller then Samantha, entered the cafe. One was a blonde haired girl, wearing very expensive looking clothing and the other a brunette that wore a hoodie and jeans, both contrasted to the simple dress Samantha was wearing. They both noticed Sam sitting and both walked over.
Sitting down, Amy the blonde haired pressed a button on the table almost instantly as then giggled. The tiny girl who once sat suddenly was sucked into her chair and vanished "love doing that" she mocked as she sat down, her brunette friend Kim smiling as she sat next to her. Sam, unseen by her friends, rolled her eyes as it was a side of both of them she never shared but had many experiences with.
"So...finally coming to Sunny Collage with us girly!" spoke Amy, removing her handbag from her arm and placing it on the table before waving at a nearby device embedded in the wall. "Yes..Mum said since your paying the fee's, she will let me go, expensive place" replied Samantha as a nearby drone hovered over and dropped a small young male, around 18 yrs old. The device Amy had waved too was a sensor to notify they needed a new server and thus the poor, very scared boy looked up to the three young girls sitting down.
"Oh for you it is, but let me worry about that..daddy will buy me anything and he already said yes, so its all sorted" spoke Amy, her red lipstick mouth smiling before looking down at the table and staring at the boy "I want one of those fancy, surgery drinks I see at Star Bucks...and if you don't sell them, make one" she commanded, the poor boy frantically typing into his tiny tablet in his hands. "and for my friend...what did you want Kim" added Amy as she moved her focus to her friend. "umm..coffee...black..." mumbled the quiet girl, seemingly fidgeting in her seat, her hoodie now pulled up over her head, covering her hair. The boy quickly typed into his device before collapsing in his seat. "all ordered, anything else?" he spoke, voice weak from both size and the environment.
"Yes..you can have this one Kim" spoke Amy, the boy looking back very confused. However this did not last long as suddenly a large hand emerged from under the table and grabbed the tiny boy. Black painted nails held the boy in place as Kim's hand returned to under the table. "I wish you didn't do that" replied Sam, rubbing her arm as Kim returned to her very previous state, her expression seemingly void as her black painted lipstick and eyelash hid her demeanor.
Not long after an average sized person delivered the drinks, including a refill for Sam. As Sam grabbed her new drink and sipped, she watched as the waiter put numbers into the NFC card reader, the amount a staggering $300,000. This was rare but not unseen in the city, under the table selling of tinies. Illegal, immoral...but one of hundreds of schemes that people and businesses set up. That boy, now an item to Kim. And as Amy tapped her very shiny gold card and a confirmation 'ding' was heard, both waitress and Amy smiled before the former walked away.
"love me a good service" spoke Amy.
Kim walked into her dorm room. The smell of B.O and 'something else' was like a lingering stench that assaulted any, except Kim, who entered. Throwing her shoes off at the doorway, a tiny strapped inside by tape on each shoe, she stumbled her way towards her bed.
Kim lived alone in her dorm, a perk of being friends with Amy, among many others. It was dark and messy, empty energy drink cans, packs of lollies and other junk littered the floor while the previously mentioned stench seemed to never leave, mostly due to her covering her only window.
But the biggest surprise was the tinies. As with Amy, Kim loved to 'use them' and her collection was quite impressive. Next to her TV, an old style retro tube TV custom ordered by Amy, was a fish tank. Inside were around 30 tinies. The best scenario for any who came across the socially distant girl. She fed them, cleaned them and treated them like pets. Those who resisted..ended elsewhere while the others adapted to survive.
Sitting up on her bed, black bed sheets covering it, she pulled off her hoodie, revealing her naked bare breasts, Kim rarely wearing anything else under the hoodie. She threw the sweaty hoodie to a nearby desk, most likely to wear again soon and looked upon herself. The 19yr old smiled at her petite flat chest, small lumps on her body which were currently adorned by two tinies, one each tit.
Stuck on by a special glue, they were forced to suck on her tits to stimulate her throughout the day, often being squeezed if they stopped. They were stuck in the hoodie's damp foul environment all day and only got rest when she returned to her dorm. And as Kim rarely, if ever showered, often lay with the sweat stuck to them. The poor 18yr old boy and 19yr old female looked up, with the limited range they could, hair soaking in sweat and eyes dark due to lack of sleep. However Kim rarely looked down and they knew, they were not going anywhere because of it.
Kim then pulled off her jeans, a loud rumbling sound of her ass releasing a quite potent fart following her struggle. Throwing the jeans to a similar spot to the hoodie, she giggled as the tank dwellers started to heave. Moving her painted nailed hand into her front, she pulled out her prize.
In her hands, once more, was the waiter boy from the cafe she had returned from. Covered in her juices and looking horrified, the timid boy did not speak. Kim just smiled as she grabbed a nearby open can. "Be glad your in the front" she spoke, her voice nearly silent but still sounding happy. As she began sipping on her drink, another bassy fart emerged from her, causing the boy to loose balance and fall over, the bed sheet sticking to him slightly as his face recoiled from the stench. Kim however just laughed before grabbing the boy and sticking him back in her awaiting pussy.
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2 hours later, Kim jolted back into a waking stance, having fallen asleep watching something on her phone in bed. Yawning, she released a fart that caused her to respond "oh..".
Grabbing her front, she plucked out her boy toy and placed him on her pillow, the boy tired and falling asleep as she placed him. She then got up, standing next to her bed. Looking behind to her back, she pulled out her undies, a grey pair that looked worn and had some stains. Inside was a male, looking about 20. His hair was brown but hints of blonde were there, the brown not coming from him. He looked up, eyes bloodshot as his body was covered in brown shit stains. "poo time" spoke Kim, giggling before trapping the boy once more, trapped with custom threading inside to house him in place.
As Kim shuffled to the toilet to relive herself, the boy, Josh, who she had previously dated, knew his fate. She never wiped nor ever let him out. He was 18 when he shrunk and not long after, she had taken him.
She never changed undies, but this was her third pair in 2 years as they literally disintegrated. Else, she wore the same pair, everyday.
And as the flush was heard and Josh was pulled up once more. The shitty cheeks and asshole once again was shoved into his existence.