I walked out of class that day not paying much attention to where I was going. All that was on my mind was that it was Friday, and I was done with classes for the week. Per usual I had been the last one out of class; a combination of having nowhere to go afterward and where I had been sitting. As I stepped into the stairwell that lead out of the building I nearly bumped directly into two of my classmates.

I had spoken to them a few times, even been to a party at one of their houses off-campus, but I didn't really know them terribly well. Which is why I was surprised when after nearly knocking them over, one of them said, “Oh hey Matt, I was wondering if you could help us with something.” She smiled at me, and brushed back her long curly brown hair.

“Uh, sure, what?” I asked, somewhat surprised. It's not like these girls were way out of my league or something, it's just that we ran in somewhat different circles. I wasn't expecting them to know my name or anything.

“Just an experiment,” the other one, Katie I think her name was, said.

“Alright, what is it like one of those survey things?” I asked, it seemed like every other week some random classmate of mine needed people to fill out some survey for some psych course or something.

“Not really,” the first girl, Annie, said as she gently ran her fingers over me. I could swear I heard her murmuring something as she did. Then Katie placed her hand on my shoulder and shoved me.

I was a little bit surprised when I fell backwards, both girls were my height maybe an inch or two shorter but I couldn't say I had been expecting them to be able to knock me down. After all, I might be a bit shorter than the average guy around our campus but I was stocky. Before I knew what was happening though they were standing over me, both smiling, and I laughed and said, “Alright, that was weird...”

As I stood up though I quickly realized that they didn't get any smaller. At first I thought I had just been looking up at them because they were standing over me, but now I realized they were literally towering over me. I stopped craning my neck to look at them and turned to look around me to discover that I was on the same level as their feet.

To my right Annie's boots stood still, and I could only stare at them as I realized they were easily twice as tall as me and they fell well short of her knees. On my left, Katie's frighteningly bright white sneakers stood gleaming in the light, and I could only gulp as she tapped her foot and it created small tremors in the ground.

“It worked,” Katie's voice boomed high above me.

Annie's laugh rolled like thunder in the air above me, “Awesome, I told you it would.”

“Hey,” I yelled up to them, jumping and waving my arms, “What did you do to me?”

“I think it wants something,” Katie said, gesturing down to me.

“Oh man, I bet it's really scared,” Annie replied as she started to bend down towards me. I could only pause in terror as her face loomed into view above me. Her deep brown eyes were carefully studying me and my movements as I unconsciously squirmed under her gaze. As I was about to speak and ask her why she had done this, her hand extended out towards me and one of her fingers flicked me in the chest. As I landed hard on the ground, I saw her rising up to her normal height as she said, “The women are talking, don't interrupt.”

I rubbed my chest, carefully touching it to ensure nothing had broken. I winced as I pushed down on my chest, nothing was broken, but just a simple flick of her finger was going to leave a rather large bruise. I heard Katie laughing high above me as she said, “So tonight, I should get there around what eight?”

“Oh yeah, maybe seven thirty?” Annie responded as Katie raised her foot and I watched her step over me. I realized she wasn't even conscious that she had stepped over me, to her I was so small that I didn't even register as an object in her path. As her foot landed the whole ground quaked and I could barely hear Annie say, “Just give me a call when you're heading over.”

“Sure,” Katie's voice boomed as she then jogged down the steps. I found myself curling into a ball as each of what to her were light steps, as she barely touched the stairs, shook my entire world for a solid few seconds.

I slowly uncurled as I noticed myself engulfed in shadow once more. I stared up into Annie's smiling face, as I looked up at her I could swear each of her dazzling white teeth was the size of my arm. She was squatting over me, her hands easily within reach of me as I slowly stood up. Annie just continued to watch me, slowly she started tapping her booted feet upon the ground, each light tap causing the ground to shake and me to lose my balance. She laughed at me as she extended her hand and scooped me up. I wriggled against her grip as she raised me above the floor, until she squeezed a little bit harder and I felt all of the air squeeze out of my lungs. “No squirming, little guy,” she said, as she rose back to her full height.

As she rose I felt like my stomach had been left all the way back down on the ground. It was like one of those amusement park rides where you shoot up really fast. As I looked over the tanned skin of her hand, I hoped that this wouldn't continue to be like those rides and she would suddenly drop me. “Now,” she said as she held me slightly below face level, “I'm going to put you in my pocket, so don't go squirming around, or else you'll fall out, alright little guy?” I nodded, fearing why she was putting me in her coat pocket, where was she going to take me? I wondered as she lifted the flap of her coat pocket and dropped me in. She took a moment to adjust my position with her hand so I was laying in it like I would a hammock. It wasn't a very deep pocket, and I quickly realized that this was the only way I was going to stay in it without coming out. I tried to rearrange myself slightly, but then her hand came back in, gripped me and placed me back how she had stuck me in. Her voice boomed above me, “No, no, just stay put.”

She then started to walk, which I quickly realized was not going to be very pleasant for me. She left her jacket unbuttoned, and so it battered back and forth as her legs moved and her hips swung. I was constantly swaying back and forth, bumping into her hip bone and then swinging out into the open air. My stomach started to feel queasy after what seemed like a few minutes, though I quickly realized I had no idea how much time was passing as I gently swayed back and forth between her hip and the air.

I didn't know how much time had passed when the swaying finally stopped, and I felt her slowly remove her coat. I swung every which way as she removed it, then it stopped, and I felt the coat swing back fast and then abruptly stop. I hung in the pocket, feeling the whole of the coat sway back and forth before all of a sudden light burst in as the flap opened. In came Annie's long tan fingers, wrapping around me with ease as she took me out.

She held me at about waist level, and I had a flattering view of her tight jeans wrapped around her athletic legs. This time I remembered not to squirm in her rather tight grip as I watched her fling her jacket on to a nearby bed. I gulped as I stared at that bed, to me it looked like you could build a house, hell houses if not a whole street on that bed. “Good thing I remembered that,” her voice boomed. Annie wasn't speaking to me but herself, I realized, to her I was something that it was regretful to have not thrown across the room. It sounded like she had only just remembered to take a phone out of her pocket not a person. Annie then sat me down on a large wooden desk, before sitting down in front of it.

I stood up and stared at her, glaring at my classmate now turned giantess, waiting for an explanation for why I was now only a few inches tall. Instead though, she only opened up her laptop and begin tapping away at it, casually watching youtube videos, listening to music, and looking at various websites. I carefully walked across the large plain that was now her desk, slowly moving around the scattering of notebooks, pens, and the one or two paper coffee cups which were also taller than me that resided near her laptop. I stood next to the coffee cups marveling at their size, I jumped and tried to tap the lid of one, finding myself just barely falling short. When I tapped it, the cup wiggled, and before I could barely register that I had made something move at my size the cup was lifted away by one of Annie's giant hands.

She looked down at me as she tossed the coffee cup into a waste basket I couldn't see and then said, “Oh it was just you.”

I then stared up at her, and waved my hand, as I shouted, “Hey, Annie!”

She then burst into laughter, and then she leaned in close to me, her voice booming, “Oh my god, your voice is hilarious, man. It's like a little bird tweeting or something.” She laughed again returning once more to her computer and youtube videos.

I frowned, and I walked over to her laptop, I cupped my hands and shouted again, “Hey!”

Annie laughed again, clearly she heard me I thought, but this time she just picked me up and placed me on a shelf above her desk, and then said, “I'm busy right now.”

I could only stare at her, she was just sitting at her computer going about her business. And here I stood, a person that she had just shrunk down not that long ago, and still I had no explanation about why she did it. I was about to try shouting at her again, when I sighed, sitting down on the shelf. It slowly dawned on me that to her, what she had done didn't require an explanation or at least not to me.

After another ten minutes or so, it was so hard to tell the passage of time without a clock in my view, her hand suddenly wrapped around me again and brought me down on to the desk. She smiled, not even bothering to lean down at me this time, “Good, you're behaving now.”

I could only stare up at her, behaving? I wanted to shout it, I wanted to get up and yell at her, then I felt my chest tingle a little from what to her had only been a flick of her fingers. I then noticed her rising up out of her seat, she smiled down at me and said, “I'm going to go get some food but I want you to stay right there, ok little guy?” I only continued to stare up in disbelief at her as she continued, “Now don't think about trying to get off this desk, alright? Even if you were able to get down with out going splat, I wouldn't want to mistake you for a bug, cause I don't like little bugs in my room. So just stay put little guy.” She then turned away and walked off, each of her steps shook the whole of my world as I could only stare at her retreating body, within a few of her giant steps she was gone.

I paced about her desk, trying to figure out what she was exactly expecting me to do while she was away. After a few minutes of pacing, I sat down on the desk trying to determine if she was expecting me to do anything. It was already becoming apparent that to her I wasn't much more than an object, so maybe I was just supposed to lay about her desk like her pens and notebooks. Then, I wondered, why shrink me down in the first place? Was it really just to keep me on her desk as some sort of knick-knack.

I didn't know how much time passed as I felt my world shake once more, and Annie returned with a bowl bigger than me in her hand. She set down the bowl next to me on her desk, and I could only recoil in a little fear as it too created a small tremor. That bowl if dropped on me could probably kill me, or at least injure me enough that I'd die eventually. Her hands then passed above me, moving aside notebooks, and empty cups, I heard her take off her shoes and socks as she then picked up her bowl, leaned back and put her feet up on the desk directly in front of me.

I stared at her gigantic feet, I was somewhat surprised, for some reason I always imagined that her feet would be rough from walking barefoot or the like but instead I was greeted with a pair of well-maintained tan feet with carefully painted toe-nails that wriggled not far above my head. Annie then leaned into my view and said, her voice not quite the booming thunder that I was slowly becoming acquainted to, “Massage them.”

I stared back at her, and said, “What?”

She laughed, “None of your little tweeting little guy, massage them.” She then stretched them and bumped them into me, I could feel just from her light tap the force behind her feet, “I've had a long day and I spent a lot of it on my feet. Massage them.” I stood unsure of what to do as I stared up at her massive feet, then all of a sudden she lightly batted me with one, like I was being gently shoved and this time her voice did boom, “I said massage them.”

Slowly I reached out my hands and placed them onto the firm supple flesh of her feet, and tried with all my might to massage the flesh. She let out a low 'mhm' of approval and I continued, slowly feeling sweat forming on my brow as I continued the process. Slowly I massaged her feet, as she ate and watched something on Netflix Annie would slowly move her feet about so I could reach every part of her sole. It was when I had finished massaging her feet and she took them down, once more setting the massive bowl next to me did I realize why she had shrunk me down. To Annie, I was just a slave.

Annie didn't even look down at me now that I was done with my task, she just grabbed a book off the shelf above us and as she was about to open it up to start reading it a massive earth quake tore through the table. I fell over and tried to grab on to something as I felt myself sliding around. Annie's laughter tore through the quake, and I looked above me as her hand reached out and over me, grabbing a giant cell phone I hadn't even realized was on her desk.

“Hey Katie,” Annie called into her phone, “You're on your way, cool I'll unlock the front door. Oh yeah...I just had one...I'm sure it'll get better.” Annie rose up and left the room, I heard her move down the stairs and then come back up, as she entered the room I heard her voice boom, “Oh yeah you totally can, I'm sure plenty of people will be. Alright, see you in a few.” Annie closed her phone, and then smiled down at me as she quickly scooped me up and carried me out of her room.

Annie placed me down on a kitchen counter as she then wandered off, I heard her head back up stairs. I gulped, I was sitting on a counter top, next to a gigantic set of drying dishes in plain view of anyone who could happen to walk by. I suddenly wondered about Annie's roommates, would they know what to make of me when they saw me or would they just crush me assuming I was a bug. As I was beginning to look for a place to hide there was a massive roar as the front door of the house opened.

In stepped Katie, her dirty blond hair pulled back behind her and as she entered she readjusted her scarf from up tight around her neck to loosely around her shoulders. I watched her walk forward, her long sexy legs in a pair of tight jeans, and her massive breasts fighting through her t-shirt, over which sat a black velvet blazer. “Hey Annie!” My hands covered my ears as I fell down over the sound of her yelling, “Where is it?” I could easily hear through my muffled ears. I didn't hear Annie's response, but as I looked up and saw Katie walking right toward me, I realized what she had meant by 'it'.

Katie walked right into the kitchen and looked around musing to herself, “Where are you?” For a brief moment I contemplated trying to duck behind the dish rack, but then her light blue eyes landed upon me and her voice boomed, “There you are.”

Before I could even consider bolting her hands were wrapped around me. Her grip was a little lighter than Annie's, and then I felt her loosening it as she held me in her cupped hands. Katie was just smiling down at me, she then took a few steps back holding her hands carefully so that I didn't shake. Katie then lowered down, still smiling at me with perfect white teeth as she set me down on to the ground slowly removing her hands as she then rose all the way back up to her full height.

I stared at her unsure of what to do as she then tapped her gigantic feet. I tried to remain standing as her foot stirred the ground, Katie laughed and then said, “So my shoes could use a good polishing, slave.”

I stared up at her, just a few hours ago Katie and I had been classmates, and now as I stood at her mighty feet all I was to her was a slave. A slave whose job it was to polish her puma sneakers. I stared at her feet and then she suddenly raised it and set the sole of her sneaker above me, I gulped as she set the heel down and the ground trembled. I heard her voice boom, “If you don't start polishing them I will just step on you.” I scrambled out from underneath her foot which she then lowered causing me to fall to the ground. Katie laughed and nudged me with her foot, “Now get to cleaning, bitch.”

I stood up as she leaned back against the kitchen counter and pointed at her shoes, I walked over to them. They were made out of a shiny material, all white with the exception of the swoop which was a bronze color, I stared up at her and she was just kind of staring at me waiting for me to get to work. I suddenly realized that I had nothing to actually buff her shoes with and I suddenly began to panic. I heard her turn on the water of the sink, her body twisted a little and then suddenly falling down from the sky and landing with a loud wet thunk next to me was a bundle of wet paper towels. “Clean,” she commanded from on high.

I slowly set to work tearing chunks of wet paper towel off and using them to slowly buff her sneakers like it was a car I was washing. After I actually set to work, Katie began to play games on her phone, looking down at me occasionally to inspect my work and ensure that I was completing it. I felt the ground tremble once more as I moved from the left shoe to the right, I looked up expecting to see Annie when instead a new girl walked in.

The girl was gigantic with nice curved legs and a nice figure, I could only make out her face when she stepped into the room, it was cute and surprisingly complimented by her short hair cut. “Oh hey Katie,” she said as she walked in and washed out a cup in the sink.

“Hey Elizabeth,” Katie's voice boomed above me.

“What are you doing here so early?” Elizabeth asked as she then set her cup in the dish rack. I gulped as she suddenly leaned against the counter, at my level I could only really see her stockinged feet and as she rearranged them into a comfortable position I couldn't help but notice the tremors they caused in the ground.

Katie then laughed and said, “Remember what Annie and I were talking about a few days ago?”

Elizabeth laughed, “Oh yeah, the shrinking?”

Katie said, “Yeah.”

“What about it?” Elizabeth asked.

I craned my neck high to see Katie then point down at her own feet, Elizabeth's eyes naturally followed until they locked on me. She then tilted her head quizzically before lowering down to get a better look, “Whoa,” came her booming voice before she rose up to talk to Katie, “It works?”

“Yes,” Katie said, “And like Annie said having a little guy is so useful.” She then glared down at me, “Like this one is supposed to be cleaning my shoes right now,” Katie then tapped her foot, “Or else.” I immediately realized that since Elizabeth had noticed me I had stopped working, after recovering from the tremor of Katie's foot tapping I immediately returned to work fearful of what exactly she might do.

“That's pretty cool, will you be showing him around to everyone tonight?” Elizabeth asked.

“Probably,” Katie answered, “Annie said that's what tonight would probably be about anyway.”

I suddenly paused in my shoe cleaning, showing me around? I didn't think I wanted to know what that meant, and then I could only find myself asking what that really meant. Suddenly I found myself looking up into Elizabeth's gigantic face her light blue eyes peering at me. Elizabeth then looked back up at Katie, “Mind if I borrow him for a bit?”

Katie then flexed her foot to inspect her shoes before saying, “Yeah he's pretty much done his job anyway.”

Elizabeth then smiled down at me and plucked me up in her soft hands, “Come with me little guy,” I found myself trembling in her gigantic hands, “Oh don't be scared,” Elizabeth said as she carried me out of the kitchen, “I'm not going to hurt you.”

Elizabeth carried me into what I presumed was her bedroom, and set me down on her massive bed. I gulped as she stared down at me before clambering on to the bed as well. I found the whole world gravitating towards her as I stumbled and rolled towards what to her was barely an indent on her mattress but to me was like a sinkhole. Suddenly a gentle barrier of soft flesh caught me and I looked up to see her milky white hand had caught me as I rolled toward her. “Sorry,” Elizabeth said rather softly, she plucked me up and put me a little further away on the bed. Elizabeth was carefully looking me over and then she said, “So are you from campus or...?”

I shouted, “Yes, please I'm a student here.”

Elizabeth giggled and said, “Sorry your voice is just so adorable, besides I can barely hear you. Hold on.” She then picked me up and set me far away from her on the bed as she laid down as carefully as she could, placing her chin flush with the bed. “Now, did you say you are from campus, little guy?”

“Yes,” I shouted, “I'm a student here, I didn't realize they were going to shrink me and...”

“Aw,” Elizabeth cut in, she extended a hand and gently rubbed her index finger on me, “They just did this to you?”

“Yes!” I cried, “Now please do you know how to turn me back?”

“Why would I want to do that?” Elizabeth asked casually, still gently running her finger over me. It was as she did this I suddenly realized she wasn't trying to soothe me or anything, she was really just petting me like I was a cat or a dog. “You're so cute this way,” Elizabeth explained, “I wouldn't want you big in a million years.”

Elizabeth then placed her hand down atop me so that I fell forward and then she slowly began to pet me with her whole hand, “Come on if you were normal sized I wouldn't be able to do this.” She then gently picked me up and then rose up out of the bed herself, gently rearranging herself so she was sitting up. “It's just so nice to hold a guy in my hand,” Elizabeth explained, she smiled at me as I stared back at her.

I then tried to stand up in her hand and shouted, “Look I don't ca..”

“Be quiet,” Elizabeth said sternly before explaining, “You're here for me, little guy. I can do, whatever I want to you.”

“No you can't!” I shouted, “I'm a human being.”

She then raised her other hand and extended her pinky finger, I placed both my arms against it as she pushed it in toward me. Slowly though I couldn't fight it, I felt myself quickly losing the battle and after a moment she had me pinned in one hand with her opposite hand. “I don't think you are,” She said, her grin turning a little mischievous, “I think you're just a little thing for me to play with.” She ground her pinky finger into me with each word she spoke. “And there's nothing you can do about it,” Elizabeth said casually as she lifted her pinky finger off of me.

Elizabeth was just staring down at me, occasionally running her fingers over me while I could only lay there in her palm trying to come to grips with what had just happened. She then set me back down on her bed, and rearranged herself. Her right leg was tucked under her body while she planted her left foot in front of me. I could only stare up at her as she continued to smile down at me.

“Worship me,” She said calmly, it wasn't quite a command or a question, it was just a statement. The words fell out of her mouth and then she tilted her head, as if wondering if I would actually indulge her. I stared up at her, and she just rested her blue eyes on me, waiting.

Slowly I laid down and raised my arms, then began to wave them down toward the ground, like people did back in ancient Egypt or at least in movies about it. Elizabeth burst into a fit of giggles before then saying, “Kiss my foot.”

This time her voice no longer held that quiet request quality, this was an actual command. I got up and carefully walked over to her foot, I could feel her gaze on me the entire way. I stopped before her giant foot, and at this close I realized her stockings were a deep midnight blue that ran as far as the eye could see. She suddenly wriggled her toes, and said, “Kiss them.” I bent down and placed my lips upon her big toe, and I felt the laugh course through her body.

“Do you know what I am to you?” She boomed, “I'm a goddess, a giant being that you obey, and worship.” She tapped me with her foot to knock me over and then said, “Now climb up your goddess, it will amuse her.” She laughed again.

I stared up at her smiling face, and then she gently tapped her finger to her left leg, clearly I was supposed to be climbing, and she certainly wasn't expecting me to disobey. And I slowly moved to her stocking and grabbed a clump of fabric in each hand and pulled myself up, slowly but surely I clambered up her leg. I knew that disobeying her could easily result in my death, and I didn't want to die crushed under some girl's feet atop her bed because I didn't climb up her leg. My dignity, I realized, was gone the moment I plunged my hands into Annie's feet and massaged them.

I eventually reached her kneecap, covered in sweat and panting. I leaned over, and then quickly gave up on trying to calculate just how high up I was. Elizabeth was still just silently smiling at me, “After that you deserve a rest, and maybe a bit of a reward.”

I smiled and shouted, “Are you goin...”

But as always Elizabeth interrupted, “Now now, your goddess didn't say you could speak.” She then once more wrapped me up in her smooth hand and then carried me a little higher and close to her chest. “You'll get to ride in my breasts for a little while.”

Elizabeth then carefully dropped me between the two milky mounds she called breasts and I found myself struggling to rearrange myself so that I was comfortable. Elizabeth giggled and said, “Don't squirm so much or I'll have to take you out.” I stopped as I finally reached the point I was trying to, I could see over the cut of her dress and balanced carefully between her breasts. However as she stood up and began to move around I quickly realized why this wasn't quite a rest for me.

Breasts jiggle, they don't always noticeably jiggle, but at my size even the tiniest of movements was like the ground moving. I was casually battered between two hills as she moved about, hunted down her shoes for the night, put them on, and did the finishing touches to her make-up. As she opened up the door I found myself dizzy and hoping that the ride would end quickly.

As Elizabeth casually walked about the house I was able to try and balance myself between her two now-gigantic breasts, of course the first thing I realized was that the house was full of women. My head was quickly pounding from some music blasting somewhere, and all of the conversations between the giantesses were thundering. Elizabeth once more turned into the kitchen, and I had to blink a few times, the kitchen was much brighter than the hallway or Elizabeth's room had been. Katie was no longer here, and where I had once been placed on the kitchen counter there was now a case of beer. Elizabeth walked up and grabbed one, as she was opening it the back door roared open and in walked a blond girl about Elizabeth's height. I recognized her from a class I had had freshman year, but was having trouble remembering her name.

“Hey sexy,” the new girl boomed and she suddenly wrapped her arm around Elizabeth, and all of a sudden her tits were suffocating me as the two girls kissed.

Luckily Elizabeth gently pushed her away, her voice as usual was soft, “Virginia, you should be more careful.”

Virginia just laughed, the noise like thunder in my ears, and I noticed that her arms were still lingering over Elizabeth, “Oh come on everyone here knows and even if they don't it's not like they'll care.” All of a sudden Virginia moved closer again but not the suffocating distance of before, there was a small gap and suddenly I felt Elizabeth's left tit suddenly move and I was pressed hard into the right one, and a set of pale white fingers slipped into Elizabeth's dress and suddenly rested on me. “What the fuck?” Virginia's voice roared as she suddenly stepped back. Suddenly the blond girl's face was in line with me, and she was lifting her massive aviator sunglasses to look at me with her chocolate colored eyes.

“That's what I was trying to say earlier,” Elizabeth said, “I have Annie's little shrunken man in my dress.”

Virginia giggled, “He looks so cute there.” She then looked up at Elizabeth her face still level with me, “Why do you have him?”

“We're just passing him around tonight,” Elizabeth said, “Sort of a celebration I guess.”

“Well,” Said Virginia as she fished me out of Elizabeth's breasts, “I don't really care about guys right now.” I started to squirm as she bent all the way down to the ground where she set me down next to her gray converse sneakers, “No matter how little they are.”

Suddenly the ground was shaking as Virginia and Elizabeth walked out of the kitchen, I craned my head up to see that Elizabeth didn't even look back as Virginia lead her away. I looked around, the whole floor was constantly shaking from all the people that were moving about the house. I gulped, stumbling back against the kitchen cabinets suddenly realizing that I was on the floor in a place where not everyone knew there was something my size running around. At this height any of them could just step on me accidentally and I'd be nothing more than a red smear on the kitchen floor.

Earthquakes grew closer to me as pair of giant combat boots crossed into the kitchen. Trailing behind them were Katie's now gleaming sneakers. “So there's like a little guy around here somewhere?” The girl in the combat boots asked.

“Yeah,” Katie answered, “I had him polish my shoes earlier, Annie got a foot massage.”

“Who has him now?” The giant asked, I heard the loud release of air that accompanied a beer bottle being opened.

“Don't know, I gave him to Elizabeth and she and Virginia just went back to her room, so,” Katie answered with a hint of mischief to her voice.

Suddenly the combat boots turned as the giant leaned back against the kitchen counter, “Damn,” the girl said.

I stared up at the girl, above her combat boots were long black leggings that ended somewhere high above me, I could barely make out her waist. Even before I was shrunk I probably would've thought this girl was tall. Still though, with her right here I might be able to clamber up and at least get off of the floor and the dangers it presented. I ran around the side of her combat boots, as I felt Katie walk away, I watched her leaving the room and moving out into the hallway.

As I stood at the toe of the combat boots I looked high up into the air and realized I could barely make out anything about this girl except that she was wearing jean shorts. I then hopped up and clambered onto the black leather of her boot before making my way to the laces that I quickly scrambled up like a rope ladder. As I clamped on to her leggings though I realized my fatal mistake in trying to hide out somewhere on this girl. Suddenly she started to move, and as she stepped I was thrown from her leggings, I threw out my hands and was able to just barely grab on to her boot's laces as she kept walking. With each step the wind pressed me against her boots and when her foot landed I felt the sensation up through her leg. I was frightened out of my mind by the time I realized she had only taken a few steps. She then collapsed into a seat before crossing her legs. I suddenly found myself dangling high above the ground on her boot laces. I needed to get up onto something resembling solid ground.

I slowly began to grab on to her leggings and was thankful that she didn't notice as I clambered my way all the way up onto the sofa. I jumped off of her left leg and on to the soft brown sofa scrambling to not just fall back into the depression her massive body made. As I stood up on the couch I was able to look out on the few people milling about in the living room. I noticed only a few girls, and I recognized Annie standing in front of a fireplace. I moved slowly to ensure I wasn't going to be noticed when there was suddenly another giantess walking toward the sofa.

She landed with a thunderous shaking of the sofa. I rolled down toward her depression in the couch, trying hard not to slam into her thigh. Still despite my best efforts I landed against the girl's massive leg, my body rubbing against the denim of her jeans. The giant girl looked down at me, and smiled. The first thing I noticed beyond her pale skin and long brown hair were her massive lips that curved into a gigantic smile. She then wrapped a set of soft fingers around me, and lifted me over to her lap. The giant set me down into her lap while covering me with her hand. I couldn't see anything as she kept her hand neatly cupped over me leaving me shrouded in darkness. After a few minutes she stood up, wrapped her fingers around me, and walked away.

I found myself swaying in the breeze as she walked into the kitchen, threw away her solo cup, and then moved out the front door, her hand still carrying me in a perfect grip; I wasn't being crushed but I felt no danger of sliding out. Outside I was hit with a rush of cold air that the giantess now holding me didn't seem very concerned with, as I swung back and forth I noticed in her opposite hand a big thick coat. The giantess stopped at a crosswalk and shrugged into the thick coat before looking down at me still being held tightly in her hand, “Hey,” Her voice boomed in the calmness of the dark street. “I'm going to put you in my pocket, just be careful, alright?” I only nodded as she slipped me into a deep pocket and suddenly I was swaying back and forth, hitting her hip bone and then swaying out into the open air, this time able to fall asleep with the rhythm.

I came to not much later, as I was suddenly placed on a giant desk once more, high above me sat a pale giantess that I recognized as the girl who had taken me away from the party. Her wide, thin lips formed into a smile as she looked all the way down at me, “Hey there little guy.” She said as she stared at me with her dark brown eyes through her long dark hair.

“Hey,” I shouted as I stood up, stretching slightly, “Look, is there any way you can...”

Before I could finish my sentence though she spoke, “So little guy, I'm glad I was able to save you from those bitches.” Her finger came out and tapped me across the chest. I found myself not hurt by her finger instead merely being pet by it. “They don't know much about little shrunken guys like you,” She giggled as she said, “I think you were like, their first.” Her hand reached out of my view for a moment and then suddenly came back, and I looked up at her giant hand as she brought something metal into view. “You're my first shrunken guy that's all mine, and no one else's. But you're far from the first shrunk guy in the Delta Delta Delta sorority.” I then suddenly noticed that what she was holding was not only metal but had a fiery hot glow on one end that she was quickly lowering toward me, “Now you're all ours.” As the three triangles lowered towards me, I tried to run, but her soft milky white hand grabbed me from behind and suddenly the brand was pushed into my chest. I erupted into screams as the giantess merely smiled down at me. As I lay there panting on her desk she only continued to smile at me, “I'm Molly by the way, but you can just call me Master,” She then rose, yawned, and moved toward her bed, “I want to wear my brown Uggs for tomorrow so they better be clean, or else.” Molly then began to undress and prepare her self for bed, her steps constantly making the whole room shake. Slowly overcoming the horrible branding I had just experienced I knew that I did not want to anger this giantess.

As quickly as possible I looked for a way to get safely down off of her desk. Eventually I was able to find a lamp and use its cord to repel down the side of her desk. Molly had paused at the lamp to watch me, giggling at my progress. When I reached the bottom, I craned my neck as she turned down the lamp leaving me with enough light to find and clean her boots by but not enough that it would bother her sleeping. She smiled down at me, and extended her gigantic white foot to me, playfully tapping me with her perfectly painted red toe nails. “Kiss them, slave,” Her voice boomed high above me. I didn't even hesitate to place my lips on her toe nails but she quickly raised them out of the way, “Actually you're not deserving of kissing my toenails yet. The bottom of my foot slave.” And she lowered her foot just close enough that I could stand on the tips of my toes and kiss it, and I did. Molly then brought her foot away, turned and climbed into bed not even paying me any attention as I searched for her brown Uggs. When I spotted them, I knew that I had to spend the rest of the night cleaning them for Molly, my Master, so that they would be perfect when she put them on the next morning.

***

I awoke when Molly's feet slammed into the ground and caused the entire floor to shake. I stood quickly hoping that she would come to immediately inspect the work I had put in to her boots that I had slept beside, instead however she just stretched and then walked off. I was left alone as she walked out of her room, and somewhere in the distance I heard the sound of water running. After a short period of time, Molly returned in nothing more than a towel. She dropped her gargantuan clothing in a skyscraper of a hamper and then inspected her closet.

I sat outside of her closet in front of her Ugg boots, waiting for her to look down and appreciate the work that I had put into them. After Molly had dressed in a light shirt and tight jeans, she looked down at her phone on her night stand and then looked back at her Uggs. She picked them up for a second, giving them a quick look before setting them down and saying, “It's warmer than I was expecting today slave, could you clean up my sneakers instead. The pumas.” She gestured to a set of shoes a little bit further down the row and watched me.

I paused unsure of what to do, I had spent several hours cleaning her boots, and now she wasn't going to wear them. I was perplexed, why have me clean them at all, I wondered. Then as her giant foot tapped on the ground and sent small tremors through the room, I stood up. I walked over to the pumas, also a deep chocolate brown like her hair and eyes with a white swoop going across them, I picked up the small rags I had found on the floor the night before and set to work. Molly didn't stand over me to see how I was doing instead she went to her desk and sat down at her laptop to peruse a number of different websites.

I finally finished removing all of the scuffs and marks I could find when a shadow was cast over me. Molly towered high above me and her voice boomed as she asked, “Are you done yet?”

I turned around and nodded, not that she cared as she bent down and her milky fingers ran into the shoes and picked them up. I gulped slowly realizing that I could've barely moved one of her shoes even if I spent most of the day trying to push them, and she had picked them both up with just one hand. Molly then sat back down at her desk as she put them on and tied them, casually inspecting them for anything I had done wrong. When she was satisfied she stood and walked over to me, I gulped as the now perfectly clean shoes landed in front of me. I took a step back as I looked at her shoes, each as big as a car, and I knew that she wouldn't feel it if she stepped on me even in the relatively thin rubber sole of her sneakers.

Suddenly she descended downward, her denim-clad legs like sky scrapers imploding as she knelt down to pick me up. Her hand quickly wrapped around me before I could even register what was going on, “I have to go and take care of some shit, but I'm sure my roommate has some things that need getting done.” Molly smiled her wide smile as she carried me out of her room, keeping her deep brown eyes locked on me, “Listen to her like you would me, alright slave?”

I nodded as she held me in her steel like grip, I don't know if she saw it but I hope she felt me nod against her warm, lily white, fingers. I was carried out of her bedroom, into a hallway and then into another bedroom where I could see a giantess casually sleeping in a massive bed.

Molly set me down on the giantess's night stand, then wrote a quick note on a piece of yellow sticky paper that she placed in front of me on the night stand. Molly just smiled, patted me on the head, and left. I stood quietly as I watched my master walk away leaving me in the hands of an unknown giantess. I could only turn and look at an alarm clock that read ten o'clock in the morning, and I suddenly realized sitting down in front of it that less than twenty four hours ago, I had been a full-sized human being. Now I was nothing more than a little slave.

The giantess woke up with a groan about an hour later. I watched as her massive body writhed upward and she smacked her lips together. She then picked up the alarm clock and looked at it without paying me any mind, she frowned and then fell back upon the bed, setting the alarm clock back on the night stand as she did. Both actions caused me to stumble about for a moment as my whole world shook. I could only see the giantess's extremely tanned arm lay across the night stand barely having missed crushing me beneath it.

Her head was facing me and I could tell that she was a cute girl, with big blue eyes that bulged a tad, but a nice angular pretty face. I suddenly felt that her eyes were resting on me and I could do nothing but stare back at her. “Hey there little guy,” Her voice croaked out as her arm raised over me, I flinched as it settled behind me with a claw like hand wrapping about me, “Where did you come from?”

She then lifted me off the nightstand and set me down on her pillow. The same pillow her head was causing a massive depression in, and I rolled toward her, landing against her soft pink lips. She giggled and the noise nearly destroyed my ear drums, she kissed me with her massive lips, then pulled me away setting me on her bed proper a bit away from her so she could still look at me. I then felt her finger prod the still tender branding Molly had given me last night, “Are you Molly's?” I found myself nodding without intending to, “How nice of her to leave you here while she goes and studies.”

The tan giantess then just gently stroked the top of my head and the rest of my body with her fingers while she looked down at me, “I'm sorry if she was mean to you,” she said, her voice surprisingly soft, “Her big didn't shrink her when she pledged so,” the giant then shrugged as her fingers gently clasped around me, “I'm Kelly by the way.”

I stared up at her, unsure of how to respond, Kelly just smiled and I cringed slightly at the sight of her massive white teeth, “I'm sure she just calls you Slave, is that ok?” I shrugged unsure of how to respond, Kelly just smiled back at me, “I actually do have some things for you to do Slave, and so does one of my friends I'm sure.” Kelly's other hand reached over to her night stand and picked up a gigantic cell phone, “You're going to have a busy day, little guy.”

While Kelly talked on the phone, her grip didn't loosen up any, instead she slowly pulled me underneath the covers. With the light filtering beneath the white comforter I could make out that she was only in her bra and panties. While I heard Kelly's voice above me, talking to someone about the day, two of her fingers merely stretched her panties away from her waist while the others just pushed me inside. I didn't know what to do as the waistline of the panties snapped shut and the comforter was thrown away.

I was now treated to the view of the world through Kelly's panties. But before I could appreciate anything, I heard her snap the phone shut, and her hand suddenly came in while her voice thundered, “Why are you just laying there?”

Suddenly her fingers were pressing me against her gigantic womanhood, and before I knew it my body was being rubbed against her giant clitoris, and then I was slowly inserted feet-first into her vagina. She giggled as I tried to flail as she shoved over half of my body inside of her, a few of her fingers resting on my head and shoulders, allowing me to watch her thumb slowly massage her own clitoris.

After an eternity, Kelly removed me and just sort of stared at me with a look of disgust. “You need a good cleaning,” She said, her voice thunderous. Suddenly I was being carried into the bathroom, I was set on the soap dish of the shower next to a massive, white colored bar of soap, Kelly undressed and then stepped in, closing the curtain and turning on the water. Before I realized what happened, she had snatched me up and pressed me into the now wet soap in one fluid motion as she began to horridly sing to herself.

I didn't know what to do, with her massive amount of strength she had casually pressed me into the soap bar so now I was affixed to it. Still I was happy to be on the hand side of the process for a little while, only seeing her hand while she rubbed the soap across her body. Then she spun it with a quick movement in her hand, and I along with the soap was being rubbed over her naked body. As she ran me over herself, I quickly realized how soft and very very tan her body was, to the point of being almost orange in some places. When she was done lathering herself she held me before her own face and smiled, “All clean now?” Her voice was once against soft, though I could barely hear her over the thundering of the shower. Kelly then plucked me out of her soap bar, setting the soap down and just holding me, then she said, “Hold onto my tits alright?” She then placed me between the two gigantic mounds while she then dealt with her hair. I placed my arms out reflexively, without bra or any clothing to press me into them, all I had was the sheer size of her perky melons and her own careful motions to keep myself aloft.

I felt Kelly's eyes on me as she said, “You look perfect in there, shame you have to go,” she then plucked me out, setting me on the soap dish once more as she moved around; turning off the shower, opening the curtain, and grabbing a towel. She quickly dried herself off then plucked me up, carrying me back to her room.

Once back she set me down on the floor, and then walked over to her closet, dropping the towel as she went. I felt the ground beneath me quake with each of her steps, and the towel caused a rush of air that almost knocked me over. She flicked through her wardrobe before tugging on a pair of jeans, a tank top, and a massive sweat shirt. Kelly then bent down and picked up a pair of short white Uggs, and tugged them onto her feet. She then turned around and picked me up, carrying me into her living room.

She plopped me down on the coffee table while she made another phone call, this time to a pizza place. I was confused unsure of where my day was heading when there was a knock at the door, Kelly opened it and in stepped another giantess.

This giantess was shorter than Kelly, with a cute heart shaped face and jet black hair in comparison to Kelly's light brown. The new giantess was wearing a sweater, jeans, and a brightly colored pair of sneakers. “What's up?” Boomed the other giantess.

“Getting ready for the SVU Marathon, pizza's on it's way, little guy is on the coffee table,” Kelly explained, her voice also a thunderous roar to me.

“Ooo, a little guy,” The new giantess smiled and walked right up to me, bending down to look at me, then said, “Perfect, my Nike's haven't been cleaned in a while.” The new giantess then sat down on the couch while Kelly busied herself in the kitchen making them drinks.

I gulped as the new giantess put her feet up immediately onto the coffee table. Her Nike sneakers were gigantic in comparison to me. From the angle of her soles, they looked like normal black shoes, but as I crept around the side I saw the smattering of neon colors that made them up, and the bright neon green laces that she tied them up with. “Start cleaning,” the new girl said as she then added, “Slave.”

I looked around, noticing that much like in Molly's room there was a set of rags and cleaning supplies that were my size sitting on the coffee table. I picked them up and slowly began cleaning the new giantess's sneakers. After a few minutes Kelly came back, setting her own feet upon the table and turning on the television, “Already got him working, Olivia?”

“Yep,” Olivia replied as she watched me with her dark brown eyes, “He's pretty good too.”

“That's what Molly's note said,” Kelly answered as she then punched in the numbers of a channel then set the remote down, picking up a cup from the table and handing it to Olivia.

Olivia accepted it and sipped, smiling all the way down at me, “Kiss 'em, Slave.” I looked up at her, and she just smiled back at me, “They're my favorite shoes, kiss them.” I suddenly found myself, not even intending to but kissing Olivia's shoes. Within five minutes of meeting me she had me tied around her little finger.

Episode after episode of a television show passed as I cleaned not just Olivia's sneakers but Kelly's boots. They got their pizza and ate it slowly between the two of them, as I watched them eat I could only dream of eating something so delicious. At one point Kelly did extend me a gooey cheesy bite and smiled as I greedily ate it up. Slowly though the marathon of the show they were watching ended, and Kelly let out a light but still un-ladylike burp. “Ugh,” Kelly boomed, “Why do we get pizza for these things?”

“I don't know,” Olivia responded, voice equally loud. Then her eyes rested upon me, “I know what we can do to burn off the calories though.”

“What?” Kelly asked curiously.

“How long has it been since you played hide and go stomp?” Olivia asked. I immediately felt my body tighten, I didn't like the combination of those words together.

Kelly giggled, “Not since back in November with my little.”

Olivia then reached down to the table, and while I tried to run, her hand quickly grasped around me. I gulped, while there were many things I wanted to do or think in this scenario, the only thing that I noticed was the fact that Olivia's hands were surprisingly little for a giantess. Olivia just looked at me with a smirk and then said, “You have twenty minutes.” She then rearranged herself with her feet flat on the floor, so she could bend down easily and set me down next to her sneakers.

I gulped as I watched Kelly set an alarm on her phone, both girls just watched me intently, then Kelly said, “Less than twenty now.”

Without a second thought, I bolted.

Twenty minutes sounded like a long time to a normally sized person to go and hide, but when I heard Olivia cry out, “Ready or not here we come!” I was standing in the center of Molly's room still running toward the underside of her bed.

Of course, as they moved about the apartment, the game quickly became harder as even their walking caused me to stumble. As I slid beneath Molly's bed, I turned to the door to see Kelly's giant white Uggs step into the room, “Are you in here little guy?” She asked quietly.

Slowly she stepped around the room, looking beneath Molly's desk, dresser, and in her hamper. Then she left, I gulped, knowing it was only a matter of time before she came back and checked under the bed. I decided to make a move for the closet, and ran from under the bed.

As I was halfway across the floor though, another quake struck the floor causing me to tumble over. I turned and looked up to see Olivia standing there, gloriously clean Nike's resting on the hard wood floor. Her voice easily carried across the room despite it being only a whisper to her, “She never looks under the bed.”

Olivia then began to slowly walk toward me, each step producing a massive boom!, and a thunderous quake across the ground. I had no idea what to do when suddenly I was between her gigantic shoes, trying not to be dazzled by the colors. I did the only thing that made sense, I ran for the door at top speed, not bothering to look back.

I heard Olivia laughing high above me, “Where do you think you're going?” I just kept running, not wanting to risk looking back.

I felt her step toward me, and as the floor shook, I stumbled but pushed myself up trying to maintain my momentum. Olivia just kept laughing as another foot step caused the ground to quake, but I kept moving unsure of what to do. I knew that at this speed she was still just toying with me, she easily could've caught up with me, even stomped on me if that was the goal of this game.

I finally made it out of the door and into the hallway, turning toward the rest of the apartment as I did. I heard Olivia laughing, and felt her continued steps. As I ran though, I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going as I suddenly ran right into something firm yet still soft and warm. Whatever it was flattened me to the ground and I then stood, only to find that I had ran head first into the back of Kelly's boots.

I stood up, the giantess clearly hadn't felt me slamming into her, as I turned around then I could see Olivia standing in the hallway directly behind me, hands in her pockets, a very casual expression on her face. Her shoe suddenly lifted and she brought it down swiftly but with little force on to me. I was pinned beneath her right shoe, a shoe I had just finished cleaning, as Olivia then said, “I win!”

Kelly turned around surprised, “Damn!” She shouted as she smashed her foot into the ground, causing it to quiver and shake beneath me, “Guess I'm out of practice.”

“Yep,” Olivia responded, I suddenly felt the pressure reduce as she lifted her foot off of me. Then she bent down and picked me up. She brushed past Kelly and into the bathroom where she quickly washed me off, before smiling and lifting me up to her face. Olivia then very casually popped me into her mouth.

I screamed as I landed upon her tongue, which quickly thrashed and threw me into her gums, and then she began to twirl me about in her saliva. The first thing I noticed was the unbearable heat, as well as the fact that saliva was insanely sticky. I heard Kelly's voice from outside of the mouth, then the tongue pressed me against the wall of her mouth before I heard Olivia speak at a now ear damaging volume, “He tastes pretty good.”

I was then brought back into the mouth and swirled around some more. Every so often, her teeth would come down and very carefully chew me. Each time, I felt the immense pressure that could be so frighteningly easily applied to me, and each time I wondered if Olivia was about to bite off one of my body parts. I heard them turn on the television, and it was as Olivia chewed and sucked on me, with the television on that I quickly realized that to her this was entirely normal. Savoring a tiny person in her mouth was just something you did while watching television or writing a paper.

I was finally getting used to my new prison when the swirling stopped, her maw opened and her fingers plucked me out. Olivia just placed me down on a piece of paper towel. She leaned back and when Kelly looked at her she merely shrugged and said, “Lost his flavor.” Kelly just giggled as Olivia then kicked her shoes back up in front of me.

I sat there for twenty minutes drying off when the front door opened with a loud roar and in entered Molly. She came into the room, and walked up to the coffee table, “Hey guys.”

“Hey,” both giantesses responded. Soon began a normal conversation during which Molly bent down picked me up and stuffed me into her pocket. I was left sitting uncomfortably in her relatively shallow pocket while they chatted about classes, plans for the night, and all sorts of normal college things. I tried hard not to think about the fact that just yesterday I had been thinking about these things as well.

After a while I felt the swaying I associated with coat movement and then Molly's long fingers came down into the pocket and took me out, she then set me down far on the ground while she took a seat at her desk.

Molly just looked down at me before saying, “Clean my shoes, slave, they got dirty walking around campus.”

I quickly set to work, polishing her shoes, removing every possible mark from them. The day wore on in such a fashion, soon enough it was time to polish her heels for her Saturday night trip to the bars, and paint her nails, and all sorts of menial tasks. Then I was handed over to her roommate who also needed shoes cleaned, toenails clipped and painted, and fingernails buffed.

Before I knew it hours had passed, and I started to wonder if this would be my whole life now, just cleaning up for the giantesses that owned me. I gulped, sitting on Kelly's floor watching as she examined herself in the mirror. The ground shook and I turned to see Molly's perfectly polished black heels come into view, she towered high above me casting her shadow. As I looked up at her monumental size the fact that she owned me finally settled on me. I was something they used to make their lives easier, nothing more than a new gadget, an object that would one day be discarded.

I shuddered staring at Molly's heels watching as she idly tapped her foot against the floor. Was that how I would one day be disposed of? Crushed under her heels? Or would she just pick me up, wash me off, and swallow me whole, like Olivia almost did earlier that day?

While I was deep in thought, pondering the fact that one day they would just toss me aside, Molly's slender white fingers grasped me and carried me high into the sky. She opened up her purse and dropped me inside, I stared up at her smiling face as she zippered the purse closed and left me in darkness. Suddenly the whole world shook as she flung the bag back over her shoulder. Each step caused the slightest vibrations in the whole bag which caused me and all of its contents to jostle about. As I dodged all manner of now massive every day objects, I wondered if my death might come sooner than I had thought.

Finally after what seemed like an eternity, the shaking stopped with one final drop that caused me to bounce into the air for a moment. The purse unzipped and in came Molly's hand, fumbling about until she grabbed hold of me and pulled me out into the relatively bright lights of the bar. She was seated at a table, and there was a horde of girls around it, I recognized Kelly and Olivia immediately, and one or two of the faces from my classes but the rest were a mystery. However, as I tried to get a bearing on my surroundings I was suddenly dropped into a cold carbonated substance.

As I started to tread in the liquid I quickly realized while pushing through the foam that I was inside of a beer, and as the beer came up toward Molly's face, I realized that it was her beer. She placed the glass against her lips and took a long sip, I banged up against her mouth but she didn't care or notice. Molly just set the glass back down and I was left staring out of the world through a pint glass. The first thing I noticed was at the table all around me there were other little men in beers and cocktails, all under the control of a giant sorority girl.

I had been under the impression that these girls were familiar with tiny people, and whatever method Annie and Katie had used to shrink me but, I gulped, I had not realized just how common shrunken men were to them. It was as I floated there, trying to block out the thundering noise of their conversations that I remembered Kelly mentioning that she had shrunk her little, and that Molly had never been shrunk by her big. These girls not only knew how to shrink people, but how to make them normal size again, there was a way to reverse this, which meant that I needed to figure out how or find someone to help me.

Slowly Molly drained her glass, making each sip all the more difficult for me as I was forced to tumble as opposed to gently float down the glass to her mouth where I would just bang against her lips. When she emptied her glass, she opened her mouth a little wider and caught me gently between her teeth. A few girls clapped as she plucked me out and set me down inside her purse, then she along with many other girls stood up, and her bag fell over.

Her purse was opened out onto the table, and I thought long and hard, this could be my one and only chance at escape. But it was out into a bar where there were at least a dozen girl's that knew about tiny people, and who knew how many others who either did know or worse didn't. If people didn't know what I was they might just see the movement, assume I was a bug, and step on me.

As I peered out through her purse though I noticed a small table directly next to the one I was on, and seated at it was one of my friends. I recognized her immediately, even at this size. Her name was Paige and we talked all the time about life, and hung out a lot, there were even a few moments when we almost had sex but then realized it would be a bad idea. Paige was also in a sorority and not the one these girls were in, and maybe if these girls knew how to shrink people, so did some of the others. I crept out of the purse, and looked around, no one noticed me and no one was seated at their table. I then ran for the far side of the table, and started judging the gap toward Paige's.

As I neared it, I jumped and just barely was able to grab on to the wood of the other table. What was normally a smooth table though had plenty of small hand holds in its grain to keep me from falling, and I was able to pull myself up. As I clambered up on to the table, I looked up to see Paige's giant blue eyes on me. Very slowly her hand crept forward and snatched me, and I found myself inside of her smooth, warm hands as she raised me all the way up to her face.

“Matt?” Her voice boomed, despite the fact that she was whispering. I nodded, realizing that she wouldn't hear me over the music and sound of the bar. She just looked down at me and then suddenly opened up her own purse, then carefully opened a smaller pocket of it and slipped me inside of it. Then she closed it, and I felt my whole world shake as she walked out of the bar.

While it was a long walk back to Paige's, I was happy that she had had the sense to put me inside of a different pocket so that I could sit out the trip without dodging various objects. Then I started to wonder why she had a perfectly small man-sized pocket in her purse, I gulped hoping it was just coincidence. Finally the purse was set down and out into the light I came. Paige set me down on a table, and looked down at me.

“Matt, who shrunk you?” Paige asked me, her voice softer than it had been at the bar.

“These two girls in one of my classes,” I shouted back, “They're part of that like women's magazine on campus.”

“They're not in a sorority?” Paige asked calmly.

“No,” I called back to her. I then noticed her visibly relax.

“Ok, great,” she then plucked me up and pushed out her seat then set me down on her floor. I stood there staring into her smooth gray boots. Then I heard her murmuring high above me, and then her finger came down and tapped me on the head. Slowly I started to grow, and I found myself rising from her feet past her shins, and up to her knees. But at her knees she snapped her fingers.

Suddenly her hand grabbed my head and pushed me back, she knelt down before me and looked at my chest. I felt extremely uncomfortable as her still over sized hands touched my chest. “You were branded,” Paige said with a grim edge to her voice.

“Yeah,” I replied, happy to not have to shout any more, “This crazy girl named Molly did it after she stole me from the other girls...”

Paige just frowned and said, “I'm sorry, Matt,” as she stood back up to her full height. I was left staring at her knees while she just gazed down at me.

Suddenly Paige began murmuring under her breath again and then tapped me on the head quickly. “Paige, no!” I shouted as the world once again quickly grew to monumental proportions.

“I'm sorry, Matt,” Paige said again, “It's a sorority thing. We all have shrunken guys to help us out. The brands are so no one steals them from each other. I have to return you.”

I stared up at her, and then as she began to kneel down I ran. I ran as fast as I could, I was in Paige's kitchen and I knew the door wasn't far. “Please don't run,” Paige's voice boomed high above me, “You know that you're not going to get away.” Suddenly I felt Paige take one gigantic step, and I was suddenly knocked over by the soft edge of her boot. As I scrambled to get up her other boot landed directly in front of me with a thunderous boom causing me to once again fall to the floor. Before I knew it her hand was on top of me and I was once more being carried to her purse. As she slipped me into the special pocket and took out her phone, she said, “I'm sorry, Slave.”

Later that night I was returned to Molly by my own friend Paige. Molly smiled and thanked Paige for doing the right thing, mentioning that she had been worried sick about me, afraid that her little slave had gotten killed at the bar. Paige just smiled and walked away. I was worried that Molly was going to punish me in some gruesome or violent way for trying to escape, instead though she just walked into the bathroom where Kelly was vomiting into a toilet.

Molly set me down near Kelly's shoes and said, “Clean the vomit off of those, Slave, and keep her company.” Molly then yawned, stretched, and said, “Good night, Kelly.”

“Good night, Molly,” she said, her voice echoing from within the toilet bowl, “Thanks for letting me borrow him.”

And I sighed then began setting to work on Kelly's shoes, a job I'd have for the rest of my life...