Evan sat in the passenger seat of Mike's car with the windows down. Today had been fairly warm–a sign that summer was here, but thankfully the evening air offered a cool breeze. He was ready to get back to their dorm so he could study. Next week was finals week and he planned to ace the exams.

Mike pulls over and comes to a stop. Evan looks around and sees a house across the street blaring loud music and lights. They were clearly not at their dorm.

"Mike... where are we?" Evan asked, more than a little annoyed.

Mike grins excitedly, "We're at the Delta Phi Sorority house."

Evan waited for him to say more, but Mike just started climbing out of the car.

"Wait!" Evan shouted as he also got out of the car. "Mike... why are we at the Delta Phi house?"

"For their big party, of course! Lily invited me and even gave me a plus one." Mike grinned, proud of himself. "And you're the lucky one this time."

"Mike! You know I hate parties... besides I need to study!" Evan said as he followed Mike toward the house.

"Evan... as your friend... you seriously need to get out and socialize. College isn't just about reading dusty old tomes, you know?" Mike said.

"Yeah, but..." Evan tried to argue, but they were rapidly approaching the house.

"Besides, Sara will be here. I've heard the way you talk about her..." Mike said with a knowing glance.

"I... guess... that might be fun to finally hang out with her outside of class," Evan admits. "And missing one night of studying won't kill me."

"That's the spirit!" Mike says with a pat on Evan's back.

Evan's bookish frame flinched a little at Mike's pat. Mike was on the football team and sometimes forgot his own strength.

"Just... promise me you won't ditch me this time," Evan said.

He waited for Mike to reply, but there was only the thumping of music. Evan looked over his shoulder and saw that Mike was gone.

"Ugh," Evan grunted, annoyed. "I guess I'll grab a drink..."

Evan wandered over to the makeshift bar area. There was an impressive assortment of every possible drink someone might want. Delta Phi certainly spared no expense when it came to supplying thirsty college students.

A series of giant glass pitchers along the wall caught his attention. It contained an ocean-blue liquid labeled 'Jungle Juice'. Evan had heard of Delta Phi's famous Jungle Juice before... all of his classmates on campus said it was a must-have if you attended a Delta Phi party. Evan carefully poured a cup.

"Bottoms up!" Evan took a sip. He was surprised at how good it was. He quickly finished the cup and poured another. He quaffed down that one too. He could barely taste the alcohol in it, but knew he'd need to slow down–no matter how good it was.

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"Hey, Lily!" Mike said as he walked up to a group of girls. Lily was with her two friends, Amy and Mia.

"Mike!" Lily said as she jumped out of her chair to give Mike a hug. Her fairly large chest pressed against Mike. She was quite a bit shorter than him at only 5'2".

"I'm so glad you made it!" Lily smiled, still pressing her body against his. She admired his 6'1" tall frame.

"How's the weather down there?" Mike teased, poking fun at their height difference.

Lilly pulled away from hugging Mike and stamped her foot on the ground.

"Why don't you come down here and say that!" Lily fumed, playing along.

"I don't know... I might step on you, you're so short." Mike laughs.

"I... I'm not that short!" Lily punched his arm lightly. "Oh! Have you met Mia and Amy yet?"

Mike looked over at the other two women sitting around the table. He shook his head.

"This is Amy," Lily pointed to the woman with chestnut brown hair and glasses. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

"She's a sociology major and a legacy. Her mom was in Delta Phi and now works at a big pharmaceutical company!" Lily explained.

Amy waved politely.

"And this is–" Lily started to introduce Amy.

"Hi, I'm Amy." Amy stood up and shook Mike's hand. She wore athletic wear that showed off her fit and toned body.

"I know you! You're on the Volleyball team, right?" Mike asked.

"Yup, that's me!" Mia beamed.

"That was a hell of a game yesterday! You're really good!!" Mike gushed. He desperately wanted to talk shop with a fellow athlete.

"Th-thanks," Mia blushed a little, unsure of how to react.

A look of jealousy flashed across Lily's face. 

"Hey! Why don't we play a game?" Lily asked, changing the subject.

 "How about beer pong?" Mia's competitive spirit lit up.

"Count me in!" Mike said excitedly.

The three turned to Amy who was still sitting down.

"Twist my arm..." Amy rolled her eyes. "Fine, but no crying when Mia and I beat you."

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As they were racking their cups to begin the game, Lily pulled Mike aside. 

"Hey... I'm already a few hard seltzers in... do you think you could drink all of the drinks this round?" she asked sheepishly.

"It won't matter, I'll win so fast we won't even have to drink." Mike laughed, "But if one slips through, I'll be sure to drink it for you."

Lily rolled her eyes and poured drinks into the cups. Mike noticed it was a strange, ocean-blue-colored liquid.

"What is that?" he asked.

"You've never had Delta Phi's Jungle Juice before?" Lily asked, surprised. "You're going to love it!"

Mike looked over and saw that Amy and Mia were filling their cups with a hard seltzer.

"Okay, sure. I'll try it." Mike agreed.

Amy, Mia, Lily, and Mike finish racking the cups and begin their game.

Mike and Lily are up first. Mike lines up his shot and easily sinks it in.

"Boo ya! Who's gonna be crying when they lose?" Mike laughed.

Mia and Amy gave a sour look to Mike.

Next, Lily threw her ping pong ball. Not only did she miss the cups, but she missed the table altogether. She sheepishly shrugged at Mike.

"Sorry, I should've told you I'm terrible at this game," she admitted.

Mia and Amy grinned excitedly, it was their turn now. Mia was the first to go and easily sank her shot. Amy's ball was quick to follow. Since they both made it, their rules dictated that they'd get to go again.

Once again, Mia carefully lined up her shot. It landed in another cup with a soft plop. Amy's ball followed behind but missed, bouncing off the table.

Mike grabbed the three cups they made and chugged them. It had a good, complex flavor–not too sweet and not too overpowering.

"Wow! You weren't kidding... This is good stuff." Mike said to Lily with genuine surprise.

Once again Mike made his shot, but Lily missed. 

Mike's shoulders slumped. This was going to be a very difficult game.

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"Careful, dude. That stuff's strong." a feminine voice said from behind Evan.

Evan turned around to see Sara. Her glowing blonde hair featured pink highlights. Her bright green eyes were fixed on him. She looked stunning.

Sara suddenly reached past him to grab a beer. She positioned her body as close to Evan as possible while she did so, just like she would in their Chemistry Lab. She loved to watch how he reacted to her advances.

"I... uh..." Evan didn't know what to say with her so close to him. "I mean... It's mostly juice, right? I can barely taste the alcohol."

"Suit yourself." Sara laughed as she pulled back and cracked open her beer. "Just remember I warned you."

Evan laughed nervously, unsure of what to do. This was his first time meeting Sara outside of class and he was terrible in social situations. He had developed a bit of a crush on her due to all the time spent together during their Chemistry Lab class.

"I don't normally see you at these parties," Sara commented. "What makes tonight special?"

"You're right... normally I'm at home studying now." Evan laughed. "But my roommate dragged me here."

"Well, I'm glad he did," Sara said with a playful glint in her eye. 

Evan's heart skipped a beat. What did she mean by that? Was she only teasing? He couldn't help but overanalyze.

"You know, I was gonna go get some fresh air in the backyard. Wanna join me?" Sara offered, filling in the awkward silence.

"S-sure!" Evan stammered.

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Mia and Amy had three cups left, while Mike and Lily were down to only one. It was Mike's turn to throw and Amy and Mia hovered their boobs over the cups, shaking them. They were hoping to distract Mike, but he was far too competitive to be distracted by simple titillation.

Mike lined up his shot, but something was wrong. His clothes felt... loose? He shook his head. It must be the alcohol. He opted to remove his shirt to prevent it from messing up his shot.

Amy, Mia, and Lily all gasped as Mike revealed his well-toned body.

"Is... it getting hot in here?" Mia asked, blushing.

Amy punched Mia in the arm. "We're supposed to be distracting him!"

He grinned at their reaction, enjoying the attention.

Mia and Amy returned to shaking their tits over the cups.

Mike carefully lined up the shot. He had made this shot hundreds of times before and knew he could make it in his sleep. He couldn't shake this strange feeling in the back of his mind that something was... off. 

He shook his head–and this strange feeling–out of his head. He lined up his shot and threw the ping pong ball... and missed. The ping pong bounced a few inches shy of its mark. Mike's jaw dropped, surprised.

Mia and Amy high-fived.

"It worked!" Mia giggled.

"No man can resist!" Amy grinned mischievously as she pushed her boobs together.

"I thought you said you were good at this game!" Lily said, punching him in the arm.

The weight of Lily's punch was unusually strong, was she actually upset?

"Don't worry–we'll get them next time, pipsqueak." Mike teased as he turned to face Lily. 

Mike stepped back in surprise. Lily was now only a few inches shorter than him.

"Wh-what's happening?" Mike said, his voice cracked with fear.

Lily turned to look at Mike and immediately gasped, putting one hand over her mouth.

"You... you're..." Lily can't find the words in utter shock.

"He's shrinking!" Amy said with giddy glee. "OMG! It's working! I... I have to take notes!"

Mia rolled her eyes as Amy ran off. She looked over to Lily and Mike.

"So I guess I'll have to explain, then..." Mia sighed.

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Evan and Sara were in the backyard. They had found a somewhat quiet place to talk. They watched as the other partygoers played games, danced, and drank.

"So... what's it like being roommates with the infamous Mike?" Sara asked, trying to spark some conversation.

Evan couldn't help but sigh. Of course... Every woman that talked to him really only wanted to get to Mike.

"Oh, he's great. Absolutely the best. Yes, the rumors are true about his package." Evan said, rolling his eyes.

He disagreed with what he said and had truly never seen Mike's package. It was simply a practiced speech that Mike had instructed him to say if any girls tried to ask about him.

Sara raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Sounds like you have a crush on him." Sara giggled.

"What? No." Evan said, confused.

Sara's eyes glinted mischievously.

"Look, it's just something he told me to say if a girl came asking about him..." Evan explained.

"What?" Sara laughed, "Seriously?"

She stumbled backward. Evan looked bewildered. So, she wasn't just after Mike? This was... new.

"Okay, so tell me how you really feel. Isn't he a bit of a jerk? I mean, he totally ditched you when you got here." Sara said once she stopped laughing.

"Yeah," Evan said with a hint of salt. "He can be a real jerk sometimes. Then again it's not all bad. If he hadn't ditched me I don't think I'd be alone with you right now..."

Sara grinned, "Is that your attempt at flirting?"

"Maybe." Evan leaned in for a kiss but realized something was wrong.

"Are you... wearing heels?" Evan asked suddenly. He noticed that he was standing eye-to-eye with Sara. He typically stood a few inches taller than her.

"No?" Sara looked down at her feet. She was wearing thin sandals. She wiggled her toes to show him. She looked up and realized why Evan had asked.

"No way... are you... shrinking?" she said with a gasp.

"So I guess I'll have to explain, then..." Mia sighed.

When she agreed to assist Amy with her little project, Mia hadn't expected to find herself in this situation. She closed her eyes and sighed. When she opened them again, she was surprised by the harshness of Mike and Lily's glare–a mix of worry and fear.

"Hey! Don't look at me like that!" Mia raised her hands defensively.

"What do you know?" Mike said with a certain finality in his voice.

Mia stifled a giggle. When he was normal-sized, she probably would've felt intimidated. Now, though, he was Lily's height–a full 6" shorter than Mia.

"Is Mike going to be okay?" Lily looked tearfully worried about her friend.

Mia's heart sank and instantly wrapped a reassuring arm around her.

"Yes! He'll be fine, I promise," Mia cooed, "Remember how Amy was struggling to decide on a topic for her thesis paper?"

Lily nodded, her teary eyes had cleared up.

"Well her mom's been working on a new drug. It's called Shrinxel and it has a very... special property... it shrinks people," Mia explained, releasing Lily from her embrace.

"Wait! What do you mean it shrinks people? That's... not possible!" Mike stammered.

Despite his denial of his situation, Mike was living proof that people could indeed be shrunk. Mike now stood a few inches shorter than Lily and had to crane his neck slightly to look up at Mia. Mike couldn't think of the last time he had to look up at somebody.

Mia simply ignored Mike and kept her focus on Lily.

"Amy decided to write her paper on the 'Impact of Shrinxel on College Social Dynamics'," Mia took a deep breath then added, "And that's where I came in... she needed my help to spike all of the batches of Jungle Juice."

"Wow! So that's why you two volunteered to mix the juice yourself!" Lily said.

Typically, mixing the Jungle Juice was done by pledges with the supervision of a sorority sister. Lily turned to look at Mike, she gasped when she noticed that he was officially shorter than her.

"So Mike is going to be shorter than me? This'll be so much fun!" Lily giggled excitedly.

Mia shook her head, "Not just shorter... smaller. Amy and I dosed the Shrinxel it so most people will shrink between 4" and 12" tall."

Lily was nearly bursting with excitement. She turned to Mike and gasped. He was now only about chest-high to her. It was like they had swapped heights.

Mike found it difficult to maintain eye contact. Sure, he wasn't used to looking up at anyone, but at his current height, he had two new reasons to distract him. Lily had always been very busty. At his newfound height, however, her boobs appeared massive to him. It didn't help that with every energetic movement from Lily, they jiggled just slightly. Enough to draw his eyes in.

"My eyes are up here," Lily teased as she caught Mike in the act.

Mike looked up at her again, blushing a bit. Lily's heart fluttered a bit. The confident and cocky Mike never blushed or got embarrassed. This was... new. This was... exciting.

"Hey Mike, I have a question for you..." Lily grinned playfully, lowering her voice to a sultry whisper.

"Huh? Yeah, what is it?" Mike asked, once again concentrating on making eye contact.

"How's the weather down there?" Lily mocked, no longer whispering.

It was Mike's turn to fume.

"That's my line! You can't use it against me!" Mike shot back. He was holding his pants up with both hands. They had become too big for him to wear long ago.

Lily giggled uncontrollably at the sight before her. The big, strong, star of the football team was struggling to hold his pants.

"Oh yeah? Whatcha gonna do about it?" Lily took a step closer to Mike, emphasizing her bigness and purposely pushing her tits inches away from his face. Although, with his shrinking stature they loomed just a few inches above him.

Mia, who had been watching this unfold, couldn't help but eat up the irony. Perhaps Amy's paper wasn't so crazy after all, if nothing else it was entertaining to watch the power dynamic shift between these friends. She couldn't help but wonder if tonight's events might have a permanent impact.

"Hey! Not so close!" Mike tried to gently push Lily away, but she was an immovable wall. 

"I said move, pipsqueak!" Mike pushed harder–again with no effect.

"Pipsqueak?" Lily said with a raised eyebrow. 

She gently pushed Mike and he quickly tumbled down, tripping over his oversized pants. 

Mike lay on the ground in disbelief. He couldn't believe that his petite friend was able to overpower him so easily. She was going to have hell to pay when he got big again. 

He looked over to Mia, who was standing next to Lily. The girls both looked down at his still-shrinking body.

"A little help here?" Mike asked expectantly.

Mia couldn't help but feel a certain thrill from the situation unfolding before her. Mike looked so cute and helpless sitting on the floor wearing nothing but his oversized pants.

"Really? The star of the football team needs my help?" Mia feigned surprise.

Mia stepped forward and pulled Mike up from the ground, slipping him completely from his pants. Mike tried to cover his nakedness, but couldn't as he was manhandled by the towering volleyball player.

Mia set him gently down. She stood close to him, however, relishing in the feeling of superiority.

Mike was naked and only standing at about half the height of the towering Amazons. He reached down to pick up his pants and cover up his nakedness, but Mia's foot stepped directly in front of him effectively pinning his oversized pants to the ground.

"Face it, Mike. Those are too big for you now... and once you're done shrinking you won't even be able to carry them. You may as well get used to being naked." Mia pointed out.

Mike struggled briefly, trying to pull the pants out from under Mia's immense weight–but it was useless. It finally began to sink in how powerless he was around them. 

Then it hit him.

He was going to get even smaller.

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Amy wandered the party, pen and paper in hand. She quickly scribbled notes as she observed the chaos around her. She also cursed herself for not taking proper measurements of how much Shinxel-spiked Jungle Juice everyone had taken.

She spotted one of her sorority sisters, Sara running into the house. A rapidly shrinking man followed behind her. He was already only waist-high in height and was struggling to hold onto his oversized shirt which dragged along the ground.

"Sara!" Amy called out to her to grab her attention. She looked worried.

"Amy! I think... Someone spiked the juice!" Sara motions to her friend, "Look at Evan! He's shrinking!"

"Sara, it's okay," Amy explained calmly, "I'm the one that spiked the jungle juice."

"What?! Why?!" Sara was stunned.

"It's for my Master's Thesis. I know, I don't have to do it until next year–but I figured I'd get an early start!" Amy said as if that was enough explanation.

"Dude, you can't just shrink a bunch of people! They're our classmates, not test subjects! What if they get stepped on or something?" Sara scowled.

"Don't worry–temporary. Depending on their metabolism and natural resistance to Shrinxel... most should be normal-sized by tomorrow morning–more or less," Amy shrugged, "As far as getting stepped on... according to my mom the test subjects were fairly resilient. If you're not trying to hurt them–you won't."

Sara seemed a little more at ease knowing that the effects were temporary.

"Now–about your little friend... Evan was it?" She knelt down to meet Evan at eye level.

Evan instinctively jumped back as the relative 14' tall woman was suddenly inches away. Despite looking at her in the eyes now, he could still feel her overwhelming presence.

"Can you tell me how many cups of Jungle Juice you drank?" Mia held her notepad on her knee, ready to write. 

"I-I don't know. Like 5 maybe 6?" Evan answered, holding his cup up.

Mia nodded and scribbled down some notes. She also noted that he had used a regular red solo cup instead of the 8 oz clear cups typically intended for the jungle juice.

"And what was the ice-to-drink ratio? Don't worry you don't have to be exact, just give me your best guess." Amy asked as if this were a casual interview.

Evan gave a puzzled look, "There's ice?"

"Of course, there was ice, dummy!" Sara said with a mix of concern and annoyance.

Sara stamped her foot in frustration, making Evan jump at the sudden impact of her pillar-sized leg. He was surprised at how upset she was–and she wasn't the one shrinking!

Evan's attention returned to Amy. He could tell he was still shrinking as he had to look just slightly up at her to make eye contact as she knelt. Without warning, Amy stood up to her full height. The sudden movement of the Amazon-sized woman shocked Evan. He was once again reminded of how small he really was as he slipped below waist-high.

"H-how small is he going to get? And for how long?" Sara asked. She was still a little panicked but had calmed down significantly.

"Hmm... well that depends on a lot of factors. Metabolism, starting height, susceptibility to Shrinxel... oh, and of course how much they had!" Amy answered, confident she had remembered most of the factors her mother had mentioned.

Sara looked at Amy expectantly.

"And he's had... a lot more than we had expected," Amy admitted.

Sara glared, expecting a concrete answer. Amy looked at her notepad and started scribbling some numbers.

"I can't really answer how long he'll be shrunk or how fast. Every person is different... but I think I can figure out roughly how small he'll get." Amy said as she continued doing the math.

Suddenly she paused. Amy's jaw dropped as she arrived at an answer. Sara tried to peek over the notepad, but couldn't read Amy's terrible handwriting.

"OMG! He's going to be teeny tiny," Amy said, her voice bubbling with excitement. 

Amy pinched her fingers together they were so close to touching only the smallest glimmer of light seeped through.

Sara looked at Amy, then down to Evan. Her scared glance was enough to send a shiver of terror down Evan's spine.

"Anyways, good luck! I have to go do more observations!" Amy bounded away while Evan and Sara stared at each other, stunned.

Sara looked down at Evan with a mix of fear and pity. There was a new feeling bubbling up, however. Excitement. She had always found Evan a bit... unapproachable during their chemistry lab class. But now...

After a long pause, Evan was the first to speak.

"I-I need to get back to my dorm!" he stammered. 

Evan started to run toward the front door but was surprised when Sara moved her towering body in front of him. She appeared to be nearly 15' tall from his perspective.

"Didn't you hear her? You're going to be really small. You need someone to take care of you until this stuff wears off." Sara stated matter-of-factly.

"I live with Mike, remember? I'm sure he can handle it for one night." Evan argued.

"Really? You're going to trust the guy that ditched you seconds after getting here?" She raised an eyebrow before adding, "Besides, what if he brings a girl home?"

Evan froze. He hadn't considered that. Mike always brought a girl home when he went to parties. Evan typically left the dorm when that happened... but now there'd be no escape. Instead, he'd be subject to every noise and movement that the mountain-sized people made. Worse yet–what if they forgot he was there in the heat of the moment he could easily get crushed as they switched positions. He shivered at the thought.

"Shit... you're right... that would be terrifying," Evan said as he looked at the ground with a thousand-yard stare.

Sara looked down at Evan with a mix of empathy and pity. She heard a noise from outside and looked out the backdoor's window. She caught a glimpse of her sorority sisters Lily and Mia standing over a shrunken Mike.

"Actually, I don't think you'll have to worry about that. I suspect Mike isn't going home either," she said with a playful glint in her eye.

Evan followed Sara's gaze, a giant couch obstructing his view. He tilted his body to peek around the giant furniture and look outside. His face went pale once he realized he had no way to get home.

"Wh... what do I do?" Evan could feel his heart racing. If Amy was right... he was about to be a dust mote around dozens of drunk college students.

Sara knelt down, but Evan was barely knee-high. Even kneeling she looked to be 8' tall.

"Is there anyone else you trust? A friend? A family member?" Sara asked empathetically.

Evan shook his head.

"No, my family lives across the country... and I've always been so busy studying I haven't really made any friends besides Mike," Evan admitted sheepishly.

Sara put one of her enormous hands on Evan's shoulder.

"I guess that means you're staying with me tonight, dude." Sara said with a comforting smile, "C'mon let's get out of here before you get too small and get stepped on or something."

Evan's blood ran cold at the casual mention of him being stepped on. Could that really happen? Amy was fairly vague about what was survivable for the shrinkees of the party.

Sara stood to her full height and started walking toward the stairs, expecting the now knee-high Evan to follow.

Evan tried to follow, but his shirt was now too big and unwieldy to bring with him. He'd have to leave it behind to keep up with Sara. He looked around the room and saw that other shrunken students had long given up wearing clothes. He'd just be another naked shrunken college student.

"You coming?" Sara asked, her body half turned to look at Evan.

Evan jumped out of his shirt and ran to catch up. Sara had to stifle a giggle as the knee-high man ran toward her, completely naked.

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"So what should we do with him?" Lily asked Mia.

"Well, we aren't really sure how small he's going to get," Mia said.

"Take me home!" Mike, who was now only knee-high to Lily, shouted.

Neither of the giant women even glanced down.

"I think it's best if we wait until he's done shrinking. I suspect the party is getting pretty wild inside right now. Especially after a bunch of people started shrinking." Mia explained with a laugh.

"Good idea," Lily nodded. "Gotta keep little Mikey safe."

Mike did not like being ignored. He liked Lily's choice of nickname even less.

"Don't I get a say in this?!" Mike shouted angrily.

Both girls immediately looked down and scowled at Mike. They were clearly not happy about his tone. 

"No," they said in unison.

Mike took a step back at the intensity of their stares. The giant women chuckled at each other at Mike's reaction.

"You're not scared of your 'pipsqueak' friend, are you?" Lily said while looking down at Mike with a coy smile.

"N-no..." Mike stuttered. He had shrunk below Lily's kneecap.

"What? I can't hear you down there," Lily said as she knelt down and picked Mike up.

Mike immediately tried to squirm out of Lily's iron grip. As she hoisted him into the air he was stunned at how quickly the ground moved away from him. His attempts to escape quickly turned into desperate clinging to the hand that wrapped his torso.

Lily was surprised at how small and light Mike was now. At how easily she thwarted his attempts to escape her grip. She couldn't help but feel he was powerless to stop her–and that idea made her bite her lip. Lily definitely wanted to explore that more... later.

"There, now we can hear you better," Lily said as she set Mike on top of the beer pong table.

Mike made himself comfortable by sitting on the table, his legs dangling over the edge. For now, he was just grateful not to be on the ground in the presence of these giant girls.

"Plus, no one will step on you now," Mia giggled.

"So once Mike is done shrinking we'll go inside, right?" Lily asked.

"Right," Mia nodded.

"Hey ladies, wild party huh?" A masculine voice came from behind Lily and Mia. The girls turned to see who it was, but Mike recognized it instantly as Jake.

Jake was on the football team with Mike, but he was jealous of Mike's success. Mike was always just slightly better than him in every way when it came to athletics. This was the last person Mike wanted to see him like this. He tried to position himself so that Mia and Lily were between him and Jake.

"Oh, hey Jake," Lily said with a flirtatious smile.

Jake was still normal-sized and made no effort to hide the fact he was staring at Lily's oversized cleavage as he approached.

"I'm glad to see your assets are still as big as ever," Jake gave a flirty wink to Lily.

"You can't tame these," Lily teased as she cupped her breasts and gently wobbled them.

Mia rolled her eyes as the two flirted. She shifted her weight to better face Jake. This slight change in positioning caused her butt to align directly in front of Mike.

Mike's jaw dropped as Mia's toned ass positioned in front of him like a movie theater screen. She was wearing tight yoga pants that left little to the imagination–especially from his position.

"Don't you have a girlfriend? Shouldn't you be checking out her assets?" Mia reminded Jake, clearly annoyed by his unfaithfulness.

Lily took a step back, blushing. She had no idea that Jake was in a relationship.

"I would... but she went and got herself shrunk too," Jake reached into her pocket and pulled out a tiny, 4" tall woman. It was Emily, his girlfriend.

"Not a whole lot of assets to check out..." He pinched his tiny girlfriend's boobs gently. 

Jake then dangled the tiny woman next to Lily's enormous bust. Compared to her, each tit was the size of a house.

"See? There's no comparison." Jake said as his tiny girlfriend squirmed and kicked while hovering next to Lily's enormous cleavage.

Lily shifted uncomfortably.

"That sounds like a you problem," Mia answered firmly.

Jake let out a heavy sigh as he put his tiny girlfriend back into his pocket.

"Well if you change your mind... just come find me," he said with a wink.

Lily didn't even make eye contact with him. Mia took a step back, unconsciously moving to sit on the beer pong table.

Mike's eyes went wide as Mia's shapely rear loomed closer. He could see the fabric of her yoga pants stretch and strain. She was moments away from hitting him with her butt when he realized she planned to sit down.

"Mia!" Mike shouted.

Mia, who had briefly forgotten the tiny person on the table behind her, continued to sit. She only stopped after her butt made contact and she felt the tiny Mike struggling to free himself from her behind. She immediately jumped up and to the side.

"Are you okay?" Mia asked.

Jake's eyes went wide with surprise when he saw his greatest rival sitting on the edge of the table, a mere 8" tall.

"No fuckin' way! You got shrunk?" Jake laughed uproariously.

Lily quickly noticed that Mike was very uncomfortable with the situation and scooped him up. She held him close to her chest. Mike basked in the warm softness of her body, he could smell the slightest hint of lavender wafting from her body.

"Oh I see what's going on here," Jake said, "You have the hots for Mike! No wonder you're always hanging out with him."

"W-we're just friends!" Lily stammered.

It was true, they were good friends–maybe even best friends. However, she could feel something changing. Seeing him so small and vulnerable...

"Psh, whatever, just come find me when you need a full-sized man to please you," Jake said as he rolled his eyes and lumbered off.

After Jake left, Lily and Mia turned their attention to Mike. Lily was still clutching the tiny man to her chest defensively.

"Sorry I almost... sat on you," Mia blushed a little.

"I just have one question for you..." Mike said. 

Mia nodded, waiting for his question.

He could feel the tension in the air. Between Mia's near accident and Jake's sudden presence, both girls were clearly anxious.

"You have got to tell me your workout routine, your ass is killer!" Mike said, adding levity to the situation.

"Why you little perv..." Mia said, now blushing a deep crimson.

"I mean... you're the one that gave him a front-row seat. How do we know you didn't do that on purpose, hm?" Lily teased with a laugh.

"I–I would never!" Mia said, getting more flustered.

Mike, who was still being held close to Lily's chest, was getting assaulted by her jiggly mounds with every laugh. Admittedly, it was kind of relaxing–almost like a massage chair.

Mia was the first to notice how comfortable Mike was getting while being held against Lily's chest.

"Well he looks comfortable," Mia said with a playful smile.

Lily looked down and realized what was happening. 

"And I think he's done shrinking. He hasn't gotten any smaller in a while now," Lily said.

She then looked back up at Mia.

"I'm sure there's some jungle juice left. How about we getcha some and you can join him?" Lily winked. The idea of having two tiny friends could be... fun.

"No way! I'm fine experiencing your 'pillows' at normal size," Mia grinned, then added, "Besides, can you imagine being so tiny? You're at the mercy of everyone around you!"

"No. I couldn't possibly imagine." Mike said sarcastically, causing both girls to erupt with laughter.

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Lily and Mia reentered the main house through the back door. Mike was perched atop Lily's open palm–his legs dangled over the edge of her palm and his back rested against her voluptuous chest. He had to admit... being tiny certainly had its perks.

The party inside the house looked like a typical college party. That is if you ignore the fact that roughly a third of the partygoers were now under a foot tall.

In the center of the room, a game of King's Cup was being played by a mix of normal-sized and shrunken students. The center cup–the one the loser had to drink from–was filled to the top with the ocean-blue jungle juice.

They noticed Amy was walking around interviewing normal-sized and shrunken partygoers. It looked like she had already filled three notebooks with information. The usually bored woman had an unusual spark in her eyes–one that could only be seen when she was studying.

Just as Mike had gotten used to the atmosphere of the party, a whole group of partygoers ran past. Clad in swimwear, each carried a varied amount of shrunken people. Mike jumped at the sudden onslaught of coed giants, desperately clinging to Lily's chest. It was a bit shocking to see a bunch of building-sized people run by so quickly. He heard a series of splashes as the group reached the pool and jumped in.

Lily's finger gently petted Mike's cheek. He had never experienced anything like it. It was... soothing.

"Don't worry, I gotcha," Lily beamed as Mike began to relax.

It was a rush being so small and helpless. He had always been the intimidating figure protecting Lily... but that dynamic had clearly changed. His very identity seemed to be in question. If he wasn't the big, strong, football star–then who was he?

Evan watched as the mini-giantess, Sara, crossed the room with ease. She stood well over three times his height. Each step of her sandaled feet covered noticeably more distance than his. Evan quickened his pace to a jog, in an attempt to keep up with her.

Sara glanced over her shoulder to see Evan nearly running to match her pace. She was even going out of her way to walk slowly so as not to leave him behind. When she reached the base of the hardwood stairs leading to the second floor muscle memory kicked in. Having taken these steps hundreds of times before, she bounded up the stairs with nary a thought. She reached the top before Evan had even touched the first step.

Evan watched the giant Sara jump up the stairs with a casual grace. He was stunned at how quickly and easily her towering form cleared the steps. Each step appeared nearly two feet tall from his perspective and would prove a challenge, let alone the 15 or so steps to the top. To top it off he was still shrinking; each step would only get bigger as time went on.

He gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could. Evan jumped and used his momentum to jump onto the first step, then the second step, and finally the third step. He barely caught stopped himself from falling backward after landing on the third step.

Sara watched him from the top of the stairs with a mix of curiosity and fascination. It was hard to believe the tiny person climbing the stairs was her college crush. Now, he looked so cute struggling to climb the stairs. It took him so much effort to get over each step.

"Looks like you're struggling there," Sara said as Evan, "If you want I could lend a hand..."

Her unintended pun brought a smile to her face, considering it would indeed only take one of her hands to carry him up the stairs.

"No... I..." Evan grunted as he climbed up another step, "I got it."

Sara shrugged and moved to sit on the balls of her feet, carefully balanced at the top of the steps. Her hands sat on top of her knees as she watched the tiny man struggle with every step. She thought it was kinda cute how his stubbornness and pride created so much extra work for him.

Evan could tell each step was getting bigger and more difficult to climb. He silently cursed himself for not joining Mike at the gym more often. To his credit–climbing a giant set of stairs while his over 25' tall college crush looked down at him wasn't on the list of situations he'd find himself in.

"Ya know, most guys wouldn't take this long to climb some stairs. Especially after I invited them to my bedroom," Sara teased, unable to resist poking fun at Evan's predicament.

"Most guys... aren't... knee-high..." Evan retorted between labored breaths.

"Knee-high?" Sara giggled, "Check again, dude, you're like doll height at best now."

Glancing at the next step, Evan's heart sank as he realized just how small he had become. A single stair was closer to waist-high now. With panic creeping in, he hurriedly attempted to ascend the next step, his shaky hands struggling to grip on the smooth surface.

In his haste, Evan lost his grip and slipped, falling backward. With a painful thud, he fell backward onto the prior step, instantly knocking the air out of his lungs. His body tumbled and he fell down another step. Thankfully, he didn't keep rolling down the stairs. He lay there dazed and winded from the sudden fall.

Reacting quickly, Sara rushed down the stairs to check on Evan. Her left foot landed a few inches away from him as she knelt down to get a better look at him.

"Evan! Are you okay?" Sara's concern was palpable.

Evan was still dazed when he heard Sara's thundering footsteps coming toward him. When her sandaled foot landed a short distance away from him, he instinctively flinched. He looked up at his giant crush and she looked absolutely stunning, despite appearing well over 30' tall compared to him.

"Yeah... I'm... fine," Evan said, still gasping for breath. Offering a weak thumbs up to the giantess.

"You idiot! You should've just taken my help!" Sara scolded gently, her voice laced with a mixture of worry and exasperation. 

Sara wrapped her right hand around his torso and picked him up. She was surprised at how easily she lifted him. Evan struggled to free himself, but Sara tightened her grip as he was lifted to her face.

"Wow... you're just like those dolls I played with as a kid," Sara mused, her eyes wandering over Evan's diminutive form with fascination.

Sara's eyes looked over the doll-sized man with intrigue. Her eyes wandered down and her face went flush when her eyes met his groin, his soldier was standing erect.

"Y-you're certainly more anatomically accurate," she stuttered as she tore her eyes away.

Evan saw her eyes wander and her reaction upon seeing his erection. He started to explain, but Sara began to climb the stairs once again. Despite her ironclad grip, Evan held on tightly to Sara's fist.

Sara was extra careful this time as she walked up the steps. She wanted to be absolutely sure she didn't hurt her doll-sized crush.

"I can take it from here," Evan said nervously once they reached the top of the stairs, his head turned to his giant captor.

"No way," she said, shaking her head, "You couldn't even handle the stairs without getting hurt."

Evan started to speak but was cut off when Sara abruptly stopped.

"Besides, we're here," she said with a chuckle as she gently pushed open the bedroom door.

The room looked like a perfectly typical bedroom featuring two beds, a series of dressers, and mirrors. Stacks of college textbooks were stacked neatly on a study desk in the corner.

"Sara! I'm so glad you're here!" A feminine voice squeaked from below.

Evan and Sara both turned their heads downward to the source of the sound. A tiny woman stood proudly on the ground. She had a sporty body type, sun-kissed blonde hair was wavy and hung just past her shoulders. There was a bright lacy, bright pink thong thrown over her shoulder like a toga which offered her a modicum of modesty.

"Chloe?" Sara said, putting her free hand over her mouth, "What are you doing here?"

"Sara! You have to help me! I... I was feeling 'off' during the party, so I came up here to rest. Next thing I knew I was too small to reach the door handle!" Chloe shouted.

Chloe looked up at her towering friend in awe. She knew she had shrunk, but nothing had prepared her for meeting a nearly 50' tall person. Sara's legs were like thick, smooth tree trunks to Chloe. She jumped when Sara suddenly knelt down next to her. The speed and grace of something so large was breathtaking.

Sara set Evan on the ground next to Chloe. His stark nakedness came as a surprise to the shrunken woman. From her current size, he appeared over 8' tall. As the tallest member of the volleyball team, Chloe was used to dominating any room she walked into. Somehow being the smallest in the room gave her a mix of trepidation and... arousal? She pushed the second emotion aside–surely that was just because there was an 8' tall naked man standing next to her.

"So... I'm not the only one that shrank?" Chloe sighed with relief.

"Nope, Amy slipped some kind of shrinking drug into the jungle juice," Evan explained.

Chloe turned to Evan, her eyes wide with realization, "Are you talking about the Shrinxel? I saw that stuff in her room! I can't believe she actually did it..."

"I know! It's crazy... you should see downstairs. Like a third of the people are shrunk." Sara's voice boomed loudly in stark contrast to the two doll-sized people.

Chloe flinched. She had not expected Sara's voice to be so loud. Evan noticed she looked a little scared.

"Don't worry, she said it should wear off by tomorrow morning," Evan smiled reassuringly while placing a hand on her shoulder. It still felt strange to him to tower over someone like this. His current position only served to remind him that he'd soon be tiny even compared to her.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. Let me introduce you two," Sara gasped, "Chloe, this is Evan. Evan, this is Chloe."

"Wait... this is Evan? That nerd you're always talking about?" Chloe said to the looming Sara with an incredulous look.

Sara flushed at Chloe's comment, and Chloe knew it was true.

"Wait? She talks about me?" Evan said, his curiosity piqued.

"Oh yeah, all the ti–" Chloe's words were cut short as Sara's massive finger covered her face. 

Chloe tried to push the finger away, but Sara simply applied more pressure and knocked the toy-sized woman over. She fell to her butt, she was surprised at the power behind Sara's singular finger. She couldn't believe how easily Sara pushed her over! Chloe was fit and strong, far stronger than Sara normally, but none of that mattered now. She had just been effortlessly overpowered by her roommate's minimal efforts... and it was alluring.

"Omg, you liked that, didn't you!" Sara teased once she saw the lustful look on Chloe's face.

"N-no!" Chloe started to stand up but was knocked over by Sara's hand again.

"You little slut," she playfully teased, "You totally do!"

Evan observed the scene unfold, unsure if he should keep watching. He shifted uncomfortably as he felt the arousal stiffen between his legs.

"Okay! You're right!" Chloe said while pinned to the carpet by Sara's thumb. She could feel a powerful lust building between her legs.

Sara lifted her hand off of Chloe, allowing her to stand back up. Chloe took a moment to collect herself, before standing back up slowly. Her legs were still shaking from arousal.

"Okay, so I've decided. You're going back downstairs to the party," Sara said matter-of-factly to Chloe.

"Oh c'mon, can't I just stay here with you two? I kinda want to see what happens," Chloe grinned.

"No way," Sara shook her head, "This little guy's had way too much jungle juice. According to Amy, he's going to be super tiny... like this." 

Sara pinched her fingers together much like Amy had. Chloe's eyes sparked in delight.

"Really?! That's even more of a reason for me to stay! I wanna see that!" Chloe tried to argue.

Sara answered by wrapping her hand around Chloe's torso and picking her up. She then stood up to her full height, making it clear that she was making the decisions here. Chloe gripped Sara's hand tightly, terrified of the sudden increase in altitude.

"Wait!" Evan shouted as Sara started to walk away with the tiny woman in tow, "What about me?"

"Just wait here," Sara said with a sweet smile, "Chloe and I need to have a little girl talk before I drop her off downstairs," she added with a wink.

Evan chased after the mini-giantess, trying to think of a reason not to be left alone in her room–but it was too late. The door closed and the girls were gone and he was left alone in the eerie silence of the giant room.

He stared at the door for a moment longer, hoping she'd reconsider. He saw the door handle at least two dozen feet in the air–it'd be impossible for him to reach at his current size. He was trapped here until Sara returned. His attention turned to the room at large, everything around him looked so familiar... just scaled up to impossible proportions. Dressers, beds, desks, and other furniture all loomed over him–each the size of an apartment building. 

His eyes fell upon a shoe rack that sat next to the bedroom door, neatly organized with a mix of the women's shoes. Evan's curiosity got the better of him, and he quickly jogged his way toward the towering shoe rack.

As he approached, he caught the strong scent of dried sweat. He could tell the pungent smell was coming from a pair of well-worn volleyball shoes. He looked at the massive bed-sized shoe and could hardly believe these belonged to the tiny woman he had met earlier.

Next, a pair of sleek black stiletto heels caught his attention. He could tell the shoe size was different, and assumed they must belong to Sara. The length of the heel went up to his waist, with the total height of the shoe coming to his shoulders. Evan chuckled at the thought of Sara wearing these heels while he was shrunk. Her shoes would add nearly half his height to her already towering size.

He stared at the collection of shoes in awe of his current stature. Still, he could feel himself shrinking. With every passing moment, the shoes–and the world around him–grew bigger and bigger.

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"So you've finally got a boy in your room, eh?" Chloe asked coyly as soon as Sara closed the door.

Sara's expression softened, her disappointment palpable. "It's not like that," she explained, her voice tinged with regret, "He was just so scared... I had to help him." Sara paused, her thoughts drifting to Evan. "Besides, if he saw me that way, surely he would've asked me out at some point this year, right?"

Chloe nodded sympathetically, understanding Sara's frustration all too well. "Boys can be clueless sometimes, but–" she offered, her words cut off as Sara bounded down the stairs.

Chloe, who was held close to Sara's chest, watched nervously as her roommate's car-sized boobs bounced dangerously close to her.

"I know, it's just... I've done everything I can to show interest in him." Sara lamented, unaware of Chloe's plight.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Chloe breathed a sigh of relief. "Nerdy types can be especially dense. If you want him to see you differently, you might have to make the first move," Chloe suggested.

Sara brought the toy-sized woman up to her face, "B-but what if he turns me down?" she said nervously.

Chloe could see the fear of rejection overwhelming Sara. Chloe placed a comforting hand on Sara's thumb, caressing it gently.

"Then it's going to be a very long night for him," Chloe laughed out loud.

Sara looked at the tiny woman curiously.

"I mean, put yourself in his shoes. Imagine turning someone down, then a few hours later they're towering over you, nearly a mile tall." Chloe continued to laugh uproariously.

"Good point... but then... What if he only says 'yes' because he's so tiny?" Sara asked her tiny friend.

Chloe took a moment to collect herself, still finding the thought of a dust mite turning down a giant.

"Well, then I guess you get one night of some very one-sided sex," Chloe said with a wink, "At least you'll finally end your dry spell," she added teasingly.

"But–" Sara said before being interrupted.

"Chloe?! Is that you?! Omg, you're so cute!" Mia said as she approached.

Sara and Chloe both looked over to regard the fellow sorority sister. Mia was followed by Lily, who was holding a tiny Mike.

"Mia?!" Chloe said excitedly, she briefly admired Mia's looming size, then added teasingly, "So you're finally taller than me, eh?"

"Yup!" Mia said, patting the tiny woman on the head, "You make just the cutest little doll. Maybe I can ask Amy if we can keep you this way."

Chloe scoffed, "And leave you as the captain of the team? No way! You wouldn't stand a chance at our next tournament."

"Not if we can get Amy to lend us some Shrinxel," Mia said with a wink.

"You wouldn't..." Chloe smiled wryly, "But if you did... could you imagine? Playing against a bunch of doll-sized people,"

Chloe and Mia both shared a laugh.

"Want to join us, Sara? We were just about to go play some beer pong." Lily offered.

Before Sara could respond, Chloe interjected. "No, she's got something to take care of... upstairs. But I'll go with you!"

Sara's mind was still racing for what she was going to do when she went upstairs. She loosened her grip absentmindedly. Mia plucked Chloe from Sara's hand and then placed the tiny woman on her shoulder.

"Good luck!" Chloe said cheerfully to Sara after settling on Mia's shoulder. Her hand firmly gripped Mia's shirt and hair.

"But–" Sara said again, looking at Chloe.

Despite her tiny size, Chloe's cut her off, "No buts, missy. For my sanity I need you to get laid. Now get up there and tell that toy-sized man how you feel!"

Sara started to retort–but with all of the eyes on her she instead flushed and ran back upstairs.

"What was that about? Who's in her room?" Mike asked cluelessly. The other girls were also clearly vested in the answer to this question.

"Sorry, sorority secret," Chloe chuckled.

Mia and Lily–both well aware of Sara's crush–grinned excitedly.

"Good for her!" Lily squealed excitedly.

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Sara stood in front of the doorway to her bedroom trying to steady herself. Chloe was right–if she didn't make a move tonight, she may never get the chance. With a deep breath, Sara pushed open the door.

"I'm back!" Sara said while scanning the room.

Strangely, Evan wasn't in the middle of the room where she left him. She absentmindedly kicked off her sandals in the general direction of the shoe rack, preparing to look for the shrunken man.

Meanwhile, Evan, who was still standing next to the shoe rack, narrowly dodged Sara's first sandal as it came flying at him. However, he was not so lucky when the second mattress-sized sandal hit him squarely in the chest.

"Oof," he grunted as he fell backward, the sandal that assaulted him landing directly on top of him. It was still warm and moist from the sweat of her feet. He tried to push the sandal off of him, but it was quite heavy.

Sara's head instantly turned to the source of the sound and spotted him struggling to push the sandal off of him. She quickly knelt down, creating a powerful shock as her knees hit the ground nearby.

"Are you okay?" Sara asked, easily lifting the sandal and setting it aside.

"Yeah," he said as he stared up at Sara. He could tell she was at least 10' taller than before–of course, it was just an illusion as he was the one shrinking.

Sara stared down at Evan, she was surprised to see that he was just a bit smaller than Chloe now. She saw him lying next to her left sandal and realized he was probably just about the size of her foot. She stood up to her full height as curiosity entrapped her. She casually lifted her foot.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Evan stuttered as her foot lifted high above him.

Sara brought her foot down casually next to Evan, comparing the length of her foot to his new size. Freaked out by being so close to a giant foot, Evan starts to sit up.

"Omg, you're barely as tall as my foot now..." Sara looked amazed by this fact.

"In fact... I wonder if I could..." Sara said, lifting her foot once again.

First, she knocked Evan back down to a lying position, then she placed her foot directly on top of him, his entire body disappearing under the shape of her foot. As Sara's foot pressed upon Evan, he could feel the warmth of her body along with the slight slickness of sweat and the grit of tiny dirt particles.

Sara slowly shifts her weight to move her foot up and down Evan's body. Interacting with such a tiny person was absolutely fascinating to her, for a moment she had forgotten that this was her college crush and not just a doll. She then rolled the ball of her foot side-to-side over Evan's bare chest.

For Evan, the friction of Sara's foot slowly grinding over his body was becoming overwhelming. Although she wasn't using a crushing force, the presence of her foot felt like an immovable weight. Of course, there was also the fact she was unknowingly rubbing his erection.

"I think... I think my toe is bigger than your head!" Sara said, while entranced. 

She shifted her foot to position Evan's head directly between her big and index toe. Evan's eyes glanced at Sara's big toe and realized she was right–it was at least the size of his head. The combination of her must and the constant pressure of her immense foot made him orgasm.

"Sorry, I think I got a little carried away," Sara said, she had felt Evan's tiny spasm and assumed she was hurting him.

Evan watched the giant foot lift off of him, his tiny contribution stuck to the bottom of her sole. She was completely unaware of it as she set her foot back on the ground. He couldn't believe that Sara had unknowingly given him a footjob–a fact he should probably wait until he was normal-sized again before bringing up...

Sara bent down and scooped Evan into her palm, her fingers wrapped around his chest. They felt much bigger than before. At this point, Evan had grown accustomed to being picked up. Sara gently set him on top of her dresser which stood about chest-high to her.

"So... um... you were going to tell me something?" Evan asked once he was standing on the dresser. He tried to ignore her enormous bust hovering directly in front of him as he looked up at her.

Sara took a moment to steady herself by taking a deep breath. As she exhaled her hot breath had the slightest scent of the alcohol she had drank earlier in the night.

"Well... the thing is... I... think you're cute."

Sara paused, gauging Evan's reaction before continuing, "And not just because you're tiny and standing on top of my dresser," she giggled, "the truth is I've had a crush on you since we were assigned as lab partners in chemistry."

Sara's heart was beating out of her chest. She looked down at the still-shrinking toy-sized man, breathlessly awaiting his reply.

"No way..." Evan couldn't believe it. The woman he had been too afraid to ask out all year now stood well over 50' tall... and was confessing her feelings for him.

His words had an immediate impact on Sara. Her eyes seemed to widen in fear, and tears of rejection began to well up.

"No! I mean... I've... I..." Evan was speaking faster than he could find the words. 

He gave his brain a second to catch up, "I've been trying to work up the courage to ask you out all year! I knew that tonight would be my last chance, that's... uh why I was drinking so much 'liquid courage' earlier..."

Evan laughed nervously, his words had run together toward the end but he was certain she understood him well enough.

"Really?" Sara beamed, the tears that were forming had all but disappeared.

Evan nodded.

"So let me get this straight... you drank more jungle juice than anyone else because you were too afraid to ask me out?" Sara giggled, "And now you're shrunk and in my room."

Evan joined in, laughing at his predicament. In a strange way, the jungle juice had indeed brought them together.

"You know... it's not too late," Sara said, hopefully.

Evan's eyes went wide–but he quickly realized she was right. Knowing that she reciprocated his feelings made it easier, even if she was closer to 60' tall now.

"Well... um... Sara?" his gaze moved to meet her eyes, "Will you go out with me?"

Sara squealed in excitement, jumping up and down. Evan struggled to keep his balance as the tremors of her jubilation shook the dresser. Suddenly Sara's giant face closed in on him to give him a kiss. Her warm, wet, pillowy lips covered his whole head and part of his shoulders. The spark of their first, unorthodox, kiss left him craving more.

"I thought you'd never ask," Sara teased with a wink.

Chloe surveyed the party with wide-eyed wonder. From her perch atop Mia's shoulder, Chloe's perspective was familiar–after all, her and Mia were only a few inches apart height-wise. There was a strangeness to the familiarity, though, she felt as if she were sitting on top of a mountain looking across a vast expanse.

Except–she wasn't. She was sitting on her friend's shoulder, inside the living room that she had spent many hours in at normal size. The strange familiarity of her situation left her with a deep sense of dissonance.

While trapped in her room, she had heard the thumping of music and general sounds of merriment echo through the house. Still, she was surprised at how well her peers had adapted to the surprise shrinking of a third of the partygoers. She saw the usual cliques hanging out–now at mixed sizes, while others continued to play their favorite drinking games. If anything, she realized, the party was even more lively than before!

As her giant friend stepped outside, Chloe was even more surprised to see people in the pool! Most of the shrunken students stayed in the shallow end, while the unaffected classmates continued to use the whole pool. 

Chloe took particular note of Jessica, one of the college's cheerleaders, who was wearing a green bikini that barely contained her assets. Chloe was surprised to see her alone in the water, as a fairly popular girl she had expected her to be surrounded by people. 

Chloe noticed the tiny people swimming in the shadow of Jessica's bust. Jessica's attention was fully focused on the dozen or so tiny people swimming near her boobs. Chloe chuckled to herself and shook her head, knowing Jessica had likely talked every one of them into shrinking for her amusement.

As she surveyed the party, Chloe also noticed she was the only shrinkee still wearing clothes. Opting to embrace the party as the others had–she removed the pink thong she was wearing as a toga and let it fall to the ground.

"Now it's a party," Mia teased. Her voice felt especially powerful to the 9" tall woman riding on her shoulder.

When they reached an open beer pong table, Mia deftly picked Chloe up and set her on the table. She looked around the expanse of the table, the red cups for beer pong stood in a stack taller than her. Chloe was amazed at how surreal mundane things looked since she had shrunk.

"Pretty crazy, right?" Mike asked suddenly, making Chloe jump.

"Yeah it is," Chloe said as she spun to face the football star. 

Only–she was surprised to see he was a whole head shorter than her. Her eyes sparkled with excitement. Looking down at the 'big man on campus' was somewhat of a thrill–all enhanced by the fact they were both completely naked. Chloe bit her lip and gave the shorter man a sultry grin, but before she could say anything–the shadow of Mia and Lily loomed overhead.

"So I guess we'll just play one-on-one?" Lily asked Mia, disappointed. 

Mia understood Lily's disappointment. She loved playing beer pong, but wasn't terribly great at it. In a one-on-one, Mia would easily win. Her attention turned to the two tiny people standing atop the table, the wheels of her mind began to turn. Perhaps a variation of the traditional game?

"Can I join?" Amy said as she walked up to the other side of the table. Her sudden appearance startled the whole group, but especially Mike and Chloe–who had no idea how a building-sized woman snuck up on them.

"I could really use a break... plus I think I have enough notes to write a book!" Amy laughed.

"Perfect! We just need one more and we can play two-on-two!" Lily said excitedly.

"Did I hear you're looking for a partner?" Jake's voice came from across the patio.

Mia and Mike's faces both turned sour as he approached the table.

"Why don't you go hang out with your girlfriend instead. I'm sure she's tired of being stuck in your pocket." Mia said, her voice dripping with venom.

"Laura and I broke up," Jake shrugged, unphased by Mia's distaste for him, "So I left her with some dude playing King's Cup."

Mia, Chloe, and Amy looked at him with disgust. His casual disregard for Laura made them sick. Mia made a mental note to send a group text to her sorority to make sure Laura was okay.

Mike felt his stomach lurch for an entirely different reason. As Lily's friend, he knew she had a crush on Jake. As Jake's rival and teammate, he knew how awful Jake could be. Mike had tried to dissuade Lily's pursuit of Jake before, but only came off as the 'jealous friend'. So, instead, he simply tried to protect her from him by keeping them away from each other. Of course, that was all but impossible now that he was the size of a doll.

Completely oblivious to the red flags, Lily excitedly jumped over and clung to Jake's arm. Her reaction caused a predictable eye-roll amongst her friends.

"Okay! Let's get the table set up!" Lily said excitedly as she grabbed a stack of cups.

With only a few quick strides, their giant peers were gone, leaving Mike and Chloe alone on the table. Without the comfort of their giant friends' familiar faces, the big world around them seemed so much scarier than before. It didn't help that there was no place to hide and no place to run.

Suddenly, a blur of giant coeds ran by toward the pool. As the skyscraper-sized students ran by, Chloe instinctively grabbed onto Mike's arm. She knew there was little he could do to protect her, but it was still somewhat comforting to not be completely alone.

Thankfully their giant friends–and Jake–returned shortly afterwards. Mia and Lily both set up their respective sides, placing the partially filled red cups into a pyramid formation. Jake and Amy set a single shot glass on the table near their respective sides. It was filled with the spiked, ocean-blue jungle juice.

"What's this for?" Mike eyed the spiked concoction carefully.

His normal-sized peers completely ignored him–or perhaps they simply couldn't hear him over the sound of their own conversations. Mike looked up at Lily, her attention was solely on Jake. He felt a burning of jealousy as Lily clung to Jake's frame.

Jealousy? He realized. No, Lily was a friend, he reminded himself. He shook the thought from his head. In any case, it would be useless to get her attention now.

"Okay you two," Mia's voice was assertive, her gaze directly on the two shrunken people on the table.

"We talked it over while we were filling the cups–us normal-sized people are going to be playing a normal game," Mia motioned to the four normal-sized coeds.

"As for you tinies–your job is to try to block our shots." Mia grinned excitedly.

Mike felt a strange chill down his spine. He didn't like the distinction between 'people' and 'tinies'. He ignored this feeling as he had a more pressing concern.

"Wait a second! She's like a foot taller than me. This is hardly fair," Mike shouted up at the giantess.

Mia raised her eyebrow then, without warning, grabbed both Chloe and Mike and stood them back-to-back. Amy, Lily, and Jake gathered around to examine the difference between the two shrunken students.

"She's barely an inch taller than you," Jake points out, "That's nothing."

"Ordinarily, I'd agree with you, Jake," Mike growled, very annoyed, "But from my perspective it's nearly a foot difference. That's a huge advantage!"

After an awkward pause, Lily was the first to speak, "Please Mike, don't make a big deal of it. Otherwise, we'll have to find another tiny–I mean person to play with."

Lily pouted and Mike melted instantly. She had always managed to get what she wanted out of Mike–especially now that she stood as tall as a building.

"Fine," Mike groaned reluctantly.

"Yay!" Lily said excitedly. She scooped up the toy-sized Mike and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek–which covered his entire face.

"Thanks," she smiled as she set him back on the table.

"Okay, ready? As defending champs, we'll go first." Amy said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah!" Mike said as positioned himself a few inches in front of the cups.

Across the table he saw Chloe get into position as well. Amy and Mia both loomed far behind and above the tiny woman. He was fairly intimidated by the sight of the giant women as they each prepared to line up their shot. He tried to keep his focus on the ping-pong ball instead of the towering giantesses.

First came Amy's shot, which bounced a few inches in front of him–just barely out of reach. As it arced into the sky, he had no hope of blocking it. The ping pong ball landed with a splash in the center cup.

Mike shook off the loss and prepared for the next throw. This time, Mia's ball came flying at him with incredible speed. It bounced in a low arc and he narrowly missed turning the ball away. It bounced off the rim of a cup and then splashed inside.

"It's okay, we can still win this," Jake said reassuringly.

The two giants picked up a cup and chugged its contents, then looked expectantly at Mike.

"You gotta drink too," Lily said simply, motioning to the shot glass filled with Shrinxel-spiked jungle juice.

"No way! That's the stuff that shrinks me!" Mike said indignantly, "You can't be serious."

"Sorry, man. But us big people need regular drinks. We don't want to end up tiny like you," Jake said with a laugh.

"He's right... Everyone that didn't shrink is hoarding everything else," Lily explained. She wore a guilty expression.

"Don't worry, Mike," Amy said from across the table, "Since you're already shrunk, your body won't metabolize the Shrinxel as readily as before."

"So I won't shrink anymore?" Mike asked hopefully.

Amy simply laughed, "Oh no, you'll still shrink if you drink it... It just won't be as potent as before."

"Then I refuse! I don't want to get any smaller!" Mike said, stamping his foot down as he turned back to Lily and Jake.

"If he doesn't drink, then you forfeit," Mia reminded them.

Lily looked at Mike with a pout. This time, Mike stood his ground and didn't give in to Lily's charms.

"Please? For me?" Lily pleaded with the tiny man.

Mike still didn't budge. Being 8" tall was bad enough–he couldn't bear the thought of losing any more height–especially with his rival hitting on his best friend.

"Sorry little Mikey... I'm not letting them win twice," Lily said as her hand wrapped around Mike's torso.

"Wh-what are you doing?!" Mike shouted, banging his fist against Lily's unrelenting grip.

Lily easily tipped the toy-sized man upside down. Mike tried to struggle free as his head hovered over the opening of the shot glass. His captor's fist slowly lowered him head-first into the ocean-blue liquid. Mike struggled and thrashed uselessly against Lily's grip. As he gasped for air, he swallowed quite a bit of the Shrinxel-spiked alcoholic concoction.

Lily held her tiny friend's head in the glass until she was satisfied that he had drunk some of the liquid. She felt terrible for what she was doing–but she also didn't want to look bad in front of Jake. She lifted Mike out of the glass, turned him right-side up, and set him on the table. He was spitting and sputtering as he wiped the drink from his face.

"Please don't make me do that again..." Lily looked at him with a pang of guilty sadness.

Jake silently snickered to himself as he watched his rival get manhandled by such a short and petite woman. He carefully wrapped his arm around Lily's shoulder as if to claim her.

Mike sat in a small puddle of jungle juice, completely dumbfounded by what happened. He refused to believe that Lily would ever do something like that. He wiped the burning alcohol from his face and looked up at the giant scene before him with bleary eyes.

His face burned angrily as he saw Jake wrap his arms around Lily. Mike had seen this a dozen times before. Jake would soon be pressuring Lily to put out–threatening her if she refused. A part of him wanted to warn her–to tell her to stay away, but he also knew she wouldn't listen. 

Besides–she just made him drink more shrinking serum! Maybe she deserves whatever happens. He thought angrily, but immediately regretted it. Despite what had just happened–he couldn't bear the thought of anything bad happening to Lily.

Mike finally stood up in time for Amy's ball to bounce past him. The game didn't pause while he tried to reflect on what happened–he ran back into position with renewed determination. If his size was on the line, he had to block every shot he could.

Mia's ball came flying towards him. Mike sprang up with all his strength and smacked the volleyball-sized ping-pong ball as hard as he could. The ball spiked downward and bounced off the table and whizzed straight past Chloe–and into a cup.

Mia, Amy, and Chloe looked at the tiny man, stunned. They had not expected such force to come from such a small thing.

"That counts!" Lily said, pointing at the trio on the other side of the table.

She then turned to Mike on the table and held her palm out for a high five. She giggled softly when his tiny hand slapped her palm.

Mia's competitive spirit was burning. She was fuming at the fact Mike had not only blocked her ball–but had made a cup as well. She chugged the drink and slammed the empty cup onto the table angrily. The tremors caused by her fist hitting the table knocked both Chloe and Mike onto their butts–a humbling reminder of how much power these giants had.

"You still have to drink for Amy's shot," Mia grinned competitively.

Jake and Lily both quaffed the drink and then Lily's gaze fell upon Mike. A dark scowl appeared on her face, springing Mike into action. He ran over to the knee-high shot glass, bent down, and took a hearty drink.

"Good boy," Lily said with a smile as she patted her toy-sized friend on the head.

Before Mike could say anything about her comment, Lily loomed overhead, lining up her shot. As she threw her ball, Chloe easily turned the shot away. Chloe's expertise in volleyball was apparently a transferable skill for this game.

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Chloe crouched low, her body glistening with sweat. She looked across the table at her opponent–Mike. She could tell he had already shrunk a bit due to the effects of the Shrinxel. The truth was she, too, had shrunk. However, she was careful to only take small sips and drink just enough to satisfy her giantess teammates. What was once a 1" difference was now closer to a 2" difference. She grinned to herself, it wasn't cheating after all there was no hard rule on how much they had to drink.

Despite her advantage in size, the game turned out to be a real challenge.  Thankfully it was nearly over as both teams were down to their final cup. Chloe had just successfully turned away both shots and it was now time for the giant women behind her to go.

Meanwhile, Mike stared across the expansive table which had only gotten larger. He couldn't quite tell, but was Chloe taller than before? He pushed the thought aside and stayed focused as the first giantess, Amy, threw her ball. He jumped and smacked the ball to the side, successfully turning it away.

Mia stepped up and began to line up her shot. Mike suddenly felt a little dizzy–a tell-tale sign that a shrink spurt was coming on. Mia released the ball and Mike jumped to turn it away–only something was wrong. The sudden shrink spurt had left him just barely too small to block the ping-pong ball. It landed in their final cup with a splash.

Mia and Amy begin jumping up and down, screaming excitedly as they relish in their victory. Their victorious cries thundered all around for the tiny people on the table. Even Chloe had to cover her ears as the giantesses celebrated.

"Losers have to clean up!" Mia says confidently before scooping the tiny Chloe into her palm. "And we're going to go celebrate!"

The three winners walk away,  heading back into the house. The sun had set and the only remaining lights on the patio were the soft glow from the pool and the string lights overhead on the patio. Most of the partygoers had already gone inside–and those that were still outside were on their way in.

Mike, who had fallen onto the table in his last attempt to save, lay there in defeat. Twice he had failed to help Lily win and twice it had been because of a shrink spurt. Suddenly a giant finger stroked his back gently.

"It's okay, Mike. Don't beat yourself up. It was a lot of fun–even though we lost," Lily said.

Mike looked up and was surprised to see she was smiling.

"Let's get this cleaned up so we can go inside," Lily said to Jake, fully aware that Mike was much too small to be of any use in cleaning up the cups that now stood nearly twice as tall as him.

"How about we ditch the tiny and go upstairs?" Jake said as he pulled Lily closer to him. He firmly held her petite frame against his body and groped her ass with one hand.

"N-no, I can't leave him out here by himself," Lily said as she tried to push away from Jake. He easily held her in place, continuing to fondle the petite woman.

Mike looked up at the scene angrily. It was just as he had feared–Jake was trying to force himself on her. He had to do something–but what? He was half the size he was earlier! How could he possibly protect his skyscraper-sized friend from a skyscraper-sized threat?

"That's okay, bring him along. We can make him watch–or join. I don't really care," Jake said with a grin, his breath reeked of alcohol.

"Jake... No... You're drunk... and... I'm... not that kind of girl," Lily struggled fiercely against Jake's grip. 

Her struggles made her body rub against Jake, increasing his arousal. The remaining partygoers had gone inside–it was now just the three of them outside in the backyard. Jake leaned in forcefully to kiss Lily, who turned her head away.

"Leave her alone!" Mike shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice was nearly as loud as a normal-sized person.

Jake stopped and let go of Lily, his attention turning toward his tiny rival. Lily wanted to run away as fast as she could–but fear for her friend held her feet to the ground.

"Shut up, you. This is between us big people," Jake scowled, returning his attention to Lily by grabbing her roughly.

"I said, 'leave her alone!'  or else!" Mike shouted.

Jake turned to face him again and Mike immediately regretted his decision.

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Content warning: the following sections will involve MF/m content. If this isn't your thing, please skip below to the next set of asterisks.

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"Or else what? You can't do shit. You're not even as big as my dick now," Jake mocked as He undid his belt.

"Jake, don't!" Lily said, her voice wavered in fear.

It was too late, however. Jake had already whipped out his dick and dropped it onto the table. Mike jumped back from the tree-trunk-sized organ as it landed with a thud. At best, Mike's height was half the length of Jake's appendage.

"Stop it!" Lily shouted.

She pushed Jake, but his muscular frame barely moved from the petite woman's efforts. Jake took note of Lily's worry for Mike and decided to leverage it. He turned to face her, his erection pointing straight out.

"Fine then. Give me a blow job or else..." Jake said as he cocked his hand, ready to strike his rival.

"Okay! Okay, just.. Don't hurt him, please," Lily said as she held up her hands. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail as she became teary-eyed.

Mike knew he had to do something to stop this. He couldn't let Lily do this just to protect him. His eyes darted around the table when he spotted the shot glass–with adrenaline pumping he ran as fast as he could. He approached the now chest-high glass and began to push with all of his strength toward the two giant people.

Lily closed her eyes and slowly got to her knees, unaware of Mike's efforts. She just wanted to get this over with so she and Mike could get far away from him. She'd apologize to Mike and tell him that he was right about Jake. A single tear streamed down her cheek.

Mike pushed against the heavy glass–it vaguely reminded him of one of the many training exercises he had done for football. He tapped into his athleticism and, with a final burst of energy, he pushed the glass over the ledge... and onto Jake's foot. Jake jumped as the glass bounced off his foot and then shattered on the floor.

"You little shit," Jake said angrily.

Lily's eyes popped open, realizing what Mike had done–and the imminent danger he had put himself in to save her. She quickly punched Jake in the groin before he could do anything else. The towering football player instantly crumpled to the ground. Lily snatched up her palm-sized friend and ran inside the house.

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Content warning ends. Lily and Mike have safely escaped into the house.

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Mike could feel Lily trembling as she gripped him tightly. Before, her hand had wrapped around his chest, but now her palm covered him completely from the shoulders down. Only his head peaked out from inside her fist. She held him close to her chest, which now loomed much bigger than before.

"What happened?" Mia said. Her voice sounded muffled to Mike, who was being pressed against Lily's chest.

Lily was so upset, that she couldn't quite form words. Mia instantly knew that whatever it was–it was Jake's fault.

"Don't worry–we'll take care of this. First Laura, and now you? It's high time he left," Mia said reassuringly as she and several others rushed outside to deal with Jake.

"Where's Mike? Is he okay?" Amy asked the still-trembling Lily as she led her to a nearby chair.

"Actually, he's the reason I got away before... anything happened," Lily managed to say, finally calming down now that the danger had passed. 

Lily carefully opened her hand, revealing the now palm-sized Mike. Amy looked relieved and took a seat next to her.

"Th-thank you," Lily said as her attention turned to the tiny friend she held in her hands. She brought Mike closer so she could see him.

"Hey..." Mike said soothingly as he petted her giant hand, "It's okay... I don't care if I'm full-sized or pocket-sized... I'm here for you."

Despite her friend's tiny size, Lily felt comforted by Mike's words. She said nothing but instead leaned in for a big kiss–which covered his entire upper body. She giggled as she pulled back as Mike was partially covered in her lip gloss.

"You kind of are pocket-sized now..." she smiled playfully, her demeanor slowly returning to her usual self.