Emily returned late on Sunday night, clearly exhausted from a weekend with her family and the long drive to and from wherever her hometown was. She had scooped Heather up from where she had been kneeling down at Lex's feet, gently scraping calluses off their heel, and the shrunken woman immediately found herself being hugged close against the giantess's chilly leather jacket. Emily's voice rumbled through her body as the two roommates chatted about the holiday and how finals were right around the corner.

Every time she tried to squirm to look up at Emily, the giantess's grip tightened and she was pressed deeper into the black leather. She gave up after a few tries and simply hung limp in Emily's arm, breathing in the girl's rich scent; the subtle hints of fruity lotion layered with earthy weed. Heather became so lost in it that she barely registered when Emily finally started moving again.

She dropped Heather onto her bed without ceremony before shutting her door and letting out a long sigh. Emily was already pulling out a fluffy red scarf from the inside of her jacket, her beringed fingers playing against it for a moment before her dark eyes flickered from her chipped nail polish to Heather.

Her black painted lips spread into a smile, “I hope you had a relaxing holiday, Hot Mom, because I've got plenty of work for you.” The giantess giggled as she stepped froward, casting the smaller woman in shadow as she took off her jacket and hung it off the back of her desk chair. She unzipped her suitcase next and sighed as she took out the shoes she had brought with her. “It snowed, of course, so all my shoes got dirty and my nails are chipped to shit, so are my toenails, and I've got so much tension in my shoulders...”

She continued to disrobe as she moved across the room. First, she tugged off the suede chelsea boots she wore and made a disgusted noise as she let them drop to the ground. Then her black turtleneck was tossed to the floor followed by the bra that she unclasped with a pleased sigh. She wiggled out of her pants halfway to the closet and then peeled off her socks, which were flung in opposite directions.

In a few steps, Emily had turned her room from immaculate to a disaster zone.

The giantess paused in front of her closet, her fingers drumming against its frame, “What the hell was I even coming over here for?” With a shrug, she turned around and her bare breasts bounced with each of her steps as she crossed back.

Heather barely had time to stumble away before Emily's mountainous body crashed down onto the bed, the whole world pitching toward her as she rolled up onto her side. An immense arm settled down behind her and she was immediately dragged forward until she was buried between Emily's tits. The slow beating of the giantess's heart was broken up by the hum of her vape somewhere above and Heather was slowly lifted up by the girl's inflating lungs.

She let out the impressive toke in a slow exhale, “I really should have brought more home with me. Though maybe I needed a different kind of stress relief...”

The massive hand on Heather's back gently pushed her up onto the girl's right breast and she was suddenly face-to-face with Emily's nipple. She could feel her body hum with excitement while her mouth watered. The girl's huge finger tickled the back of her head and Heather opened her mouth wide to accept the stiffening nipple.

The world rose and she heard the hum of Emily's vape rumble once more, another cloud rolling over head before she spoke, “Mhm, that's right, that's my good girl...”

The words made Heather moan and she pressed herself tight against Emily's chest, her tiny fingers struggling to hold any amount of the squishy breast flesh as she kneaded it. The vape was set back down on the nightstand while Heather started to vigorously girnd against her gigantic owner and then she felt one hand settle on her body while the other stretched behind her. The warmth and scent of Emily's bare flesh filled her little frame and she could already feel her body building with excitement as the gigantic girl started to play with herself.

She lost herself in her own ecstasy, her little body humping and grinding away against Emily's enormous frame. And then she felt it start to build in the enormous girl; the way her breath started to quicken, her fingers clenched down against Heather, and the wet squelching of the giantess playing with herself sped up. Heather couldn't stop her own body from responding in kind and as Emily's orgasm quaked through her little world, the tiny woman let out her own pleasure-filled cry.

She collapsed down onto Emily, both of them gasping for air and shaking as their orgasms simultaneously rattled their frames. The giantess didn't say anything as she turned out the light and then heaved a blanket over Heather's world.

“Good girl,” she finally muttered several minutes later, already half-asleep.

Heather couldn't help herself from moaning and cuddling a little closer at the words, and smiled as she realized there wasn't a hint of embarrassment in her tiny body on hearing them. With Emily's heartbeat rumbling through her, her eyes drooped and she fell into a deep blissful sleep.

The next few days passed in a blur as Heather realized that Emily hadn't been kidding about all the work she had planned for her. She spent Monday scrubbing Emily's shoes as clean as she could but with the weather growing colder, she found herself in an uphill battle to constantly remove scuffs and salt damage and dirty water stains from the huge pieces of footwear. Her nights were spent atop Emily's back, pressing hard into the giantess's flesh in an attempt to relieve the tension that was building throughout her frame. Then there was cleaning and repainting the girl's nails while also attending to all of her normal duties such as moisturizing her skin, dragging clothes to the hamper, and being constantly ready to be played with at the drop of a hat.

By the time Friday afternoon had rolled around, Heather was exhausted.

The world outside was growing dark but she knew it was still early because Emily was still on campus. Heather was laid out spread eagle on Emily's rug, her eyes half closed as she let the warm fuzzy fabric envelop her and soak in the few beads of sweat that trickled down her body despite the chill in the air. She had finally managed to get the last of the shoes that Emily had taken home with her clean and then wrangled them into their spot on the giantess's immense shoe rack.

Heather wondered how she could have missed slaving away for the giantess while she was gone over the weekend but as her eyes shut she suddenly remembered the way Emily had woken her up that morning. As the girl's alarm had blared in her ear, the giantess's pinky had pressed against her womanhood and then gently pushed in past her lips. The moan she let out had made the girl laugh before her morning breath washed over the world, “All it takes to fill you up is just the tip of my finger, huh?”

Heather had cried out 'yes' over and over again as Emily gently slid her pinky in and out while scrolling through the notifications that had accumulated on her phone overnight. When she came, the girl tousled her hair with the same pinky that had just fucked her and then deposited her on the floor before walking to the shower.

Just thinking about it sent a shiver through her body and sent her hands roving toward her own crotch.

The front door opened and two giants entered before it slammed shut. Emily's voice thundered across the house, “Fuck, it's cold.”

“I'm glad you're back in town but did you have to bring the snow with you,” Izzy wasn't as booming as Emily but the words were still clear in Heather's ears.

Their giggles echoed up the stairs followed by the faint sound of them kissing. “Want some tea, babe?”

“That'd be great, Ems,” there was a slap and another giggle before Heather could hear Izzy coming up the stairs. She felt the giantess's approach a moment later and then she watched the girl's stained white sneakers, still slick with melting snowflakes, pound into the room.

The whole floor quaked as she dropped an immense backpack down and let out a sigh as she took off her peacoat and fluffy white beanie. Both were tossed onto Emily's desk chair before the girl delicately set herself upon the enormous bed, her eyes lingering on her phone for a moment before they scanned the floor.

When Izzy's eyes landed upon her, Heather was already scrambling to her feet as the giantess cleared her throat. The girl still wasn't as frequent a guest as Emily clearly wanted her to be but she had come by enough that Heather understood what she expected of shrunken people. She kept her head low to keep Izzy from seeing how bright pink her cheeks became as she marched forward and then got down on her knees in front of the girl's sneaker.

She crossed one leg over the other, letting her dirty sole bounce over Heather and send frigid droplets of water against her back. The taste of shoe leather filled her mouth while Izzy cooed above, “That's right, little one. Lick, lick, lick. Yeah, that's a good girl.”

Heather's stomach churned at the cutesy words. Whereas Emily calling her a 'good girl' made her practically melt with joy, Izzy always said it in a way that made her feel smaller than she already was. As if she truly were a subhuman slave who was lucky to be a servant at the giant girl's feet.

The worst part about it all though was that Heather knew she was lucky.

Izzy could easily hurt her or goad Emily into punishing her for some entirely fictional infraction. Heather knew that if Izzy asked or suggested it, Emily would do it. The girl always seemed blind to the cruelty of the woman she was seeing. Just like she seemed to ignore how terrible Lex was to Siggy.

Thunder traveled up the stairs before Emily entered the room, wearing her own white boots, which were thankfully less stained thanks to their thick black sole and chunky heel. The girl's baggy pants bore the faint traces of muddy water on the back hem however.

“There you go, babe,” Emily handed her a steaming mug before taking a sip from her own and stepping over Heather. She could hear the giantess remove her own coat and much lighter bag before sitting down on the bed beside Izzy. “Aw, already putting her to work?”

“You always offer her services,” Izzy replied, “I figured it was ok.”

“It definitely is,” the giantess's words became a low growl before she pecked the other girl's lips, which turned into a deeper kiss.

Heather could feel Izzy's toes scrunch beneath her swiping tongue, the white leather flexing all around her. Then she was pushed back as the girl pivoted her foot, “Ems, c'mon, you said you were going to help me with my flashcards.”

“Mhm, right, yeah,” Emily replied as she kissed Izzy's neck, which only made the other giantess giggle before pushing her away again. “Ok, yeah, flashcards first.”

“Flashcards first,” Izzy repeated as she uncrossed her legs.

Heather scrambled backwards as the girl's foot descended toward her and then hovered over where she had just been kneeling. She watched as the giantess pushed one sneaker off then the other, each hitting the floor with a faint clap while Emily unzipped her tall boots and stood them upright beside her nightstand.

“Those are for you,” Izzy said with a haughty smirk, gesturing at Heather and then her dirty sneakers before she turned to her backpack. She dug through it for a second and then handed a deck of index cards to Emily, “And these are for you.”

“Jesus,” Emily muttered as she looked at the stack, “Is this still for the LSAT?”

“No, they're for my Classics final,” Izzy replied as she sat cross-legged on Emily's bed and cupped her tea with both hands.

“Babe, don't you think you're overdoing it just a little, I-”

“Ems,” There was a warning tone to the nickname that made Emily stop though she did sigh. “Not all of us are blessed with steel trap minds,” Heather couldn't help but notice the bitterness that crept into Izzy's voice before she giggled, “Plus the faster we get through these cards, the faster we can do the fun part of studying.”

Emily smirked but then eyed the girl warily, “I hate to ask but I just want to really be sure you mean not-studying.”

Izzy let out a low excited hum of assent before taking a long sip from her mug.

As Emily started to quiz Izzy, Heather couldn't help but watch the mundane scene for a moment. She thought back to her own college years of sitting on a bed doing the same thing, though she recalled that when she used to quiz her boyfriends she'd occasionally make it into a fun strip-tease, taking off clothing for every right answer and putting one back on every time they messed up. She also found her eyes lingering on the huge steaming mugs of tea the girls drank and fought the urge to look at the bowl she had been drinking water from for months.

A strange sorrow came over her as she bent back down to Izzy's dirty sneakers and realized that at some point in the weeks leading up to her shrinking, she had had the last cup of tea she would probably ever drink or the last beer or cocktail or a million other things. The thought dwelled on her the whole time, making her frown even more than the bitter taste of dirt that seemed ingrained in the white leather of Izzy's Reeboks.

When the last flashcard was reached, Izzy's sneakers were as pristine as they ever were and Heather was washing out her mouth as best as she could with water from her bowl.

“Did you turn the heat up in here or something, Ems?” Izzy asked as she started to take off her sweater.

Emily giggled, “I did but I promise it wasn't to get you out of your clothes any faster. It's just been snowing pretty hard this whole time.”

The words drew Izzy's gaze alongside Heather's, and both of them blinked when they saw the thick banks of snow that had formed on the window panes. But again Emily's voice drew their attention back to the bed.

“Ooo, when'd you get this?”

Emily's fingers wrapped around a necklace that hung low across Izzy's chest, and Heather flinched as she heard a faint cry of surprise. “Oh I've had this for years,” Izzy explained as she gently pulled the small orb shaped pendant from Emily's grasp and held it up to the other girl's eye, “I only wear it when I find a shrinkee small enough to put inside though.”

“Oh my God, that's amazing,” Emily leaned in close and chuckled as she peered at the shrunken person trapped within Izzy's jewelry, “Who is she?”

“I don't know,” Izzy let the pendant drop and neither giantess responded to the terrified screech that emanated from it, “I found her in the dining hall yesterday or the day before, crouched by the tray return.”

“How do you even grab people that small?” Emily asked as she laid down with her head in Izzy's lap, her fingers playing across the girl's thighs, “I feel like I'd just smush them accidentally between my fingers.”

“I just sort of trapped her in the corner with my foot and carefully picked her up between my fingers, it's not that hard.”

“If you say so,” Emily shrugged, “So are you going to sell her?”

“Nah, wouldn't even be worth it, I'll just wear her for a while, at least through Finals and probably the holiday break too,” Izzy idly played with with her pendant, not even cocking her head at the tiny pleas that bubbled out from it, “For the confidence boost, you know?”

“Oh yeah, I get ya,” Emily reached for her vape and took a slow toke before she snapped her fingers at Heather.

On trembling legs she approached the giant bed while Emily tried to pass her vape up to Izzy and as usual the girl shook her head 'no.' Emily set the vape back onto her nighstand before snatching Heather up from the floor and dropping the shrunken woman down onto her lap. The girl's powerful fingers ran over her tiny body and while she tried to make herself relax, Heather couldn't help but stare up at the pendant hanging above Emily's head.

The shrunken girl inside had to be an inch at most as she gripped one of the tiny air holes of her glass prison and stared out pleadingly. She started to open her mouth to shout a plea down at Heather but Izzy's fingers again wrapped around it and the motion cut the shrunken girl off before she could begin.

Despite how the pair had talked when they started studying, neither of them even played at the other's clothes as they lay together. Izzy simply toyed with her necklace while Emily's fingers stroked against Heather's back. The buzzing of Emily's phone made the hand drift off of her, only for Izzy's hand to come down and immediately start petting her.

“Oh damn, I think you're going to be spending the night here, babe,” Emily announced as she held her phone up to Izzy.

“Well that's one benefit of you bringing a snow storm,” Izzy said with a smile before bending down low and kissing Emily on the lips.

That one kiss made Heather's world start to shift.

Emily lifted her head up further, sending the shrunken woman tumbling across her body to land in a heap between her thighs. The bed shifted all around her as Emily sat up to properly face Izzy, while the other giantess hungrily pulled at the long sleeved t-shirt Emily wore. Heather scrambled down to the foot of the bed and swung herself toward the floor while gripping onto the comforter for dear life. The whole bed bucked as she dropped down to the floor and the gigantic pair started to go at it in earnest.

The sound of them having sex thundered in Heather's ears and made her own body ache and tingle as she watched them. She couldn't help but come around the edge of the bed and then walk across Emily's rug to get a better view.

No matter how badly the immense movie theater-sized porno that played before her made Heather want to touch herself, she already knew that Emily wouldn't like it. The giantess had already made her cum once that day and Heather was painfully aware that she was relegated to only having one orgasm a day unless expressly told otherwise.

She watched their immense bodies writhe against each other while the sound of their kissing and sucking and biting filled the room. Their fingers dove into each others crotches; rubbing against their clits, penetrating deep inside of their wet pussies, and contorting themselves to try and stimulate everywhere at once. Finally, the pair's orgasmic moans echoed throughout the house as they came together and Heather could do nothing but wrap her arms around her knees and let out a faint whine.

Neither giantess noticed her struggle to remain calm, much like they didn't notice the sobbing that came from Izzy's pendant. They only had space for each other as they stared into each other's eyes, both panting as they came down from their orgasms.

“Hey, could you get me something like this?” Emily asked, her hands going to the pendant around Izzy's neck as she spooned the girl.

“Do you mean the shrinkee or the necklace?”

“Necklace, but maybe not this exact style, just ya know, something that can hold a shrinkee.”

“Of course, Ems, I know people that make this sort of stuff.”

“I figured,” Emily said between gentle kisses, “I missed you, you know, when I was out of town.”

“I missed you too,” there was a faint hesitation to Izzy's voice that made Heather finally look up.

Emily was grinning as she snuggled up behind the girl, nuzzling her neck between kisses, “Is it crazy that I wished I had brought you home with me for Thanksgiving?”

Izzy's eyes widened and though Emily continued to kiss her, Heather could tell Izzy was tensed, “To meet your family?”

“I guess,” Emily replied, growing quiet as if she was only just realizing the implication of what she had said, “I mostly just wanted to spend more time with you.”

“Yeah, well, if you had stayed in-town we could have spent a lot more time together.”

“Yeah, I guess so,” her face lit up again, “I'll be spending most of winter break here though.”

“That's nice, the dorms are shut down for most of break...” Izzy rolled her eyes.

“Oh, right...”

Despite having just watched the pair have sex, Heather suddenly felt like a voyeur as she watched the young couple up on the bed. She started to move toward the door before noticing that it was shut tight, cutting off any potential escape.

“Ems, uh, what are your plans after you graduate?”

“With my degree,” she paused for a moment and then added, “My Econ degree not my History one, the history one is just ya know, for funsies... I'll probably end up doing quant stuff somewhere. I figured if Lex got a job in the Bay Area, I'd go there so we could keep rooming together but I could also land in Chicago or New York.”

“You know that I've applied to law schools...” Izzy took a deep breath, “Not in those parts of the country, right?”

“Yes, I know that you've applied to...” Emily was about to start repeating where Izzy applied when she suddenly looked like she'd been punched in the gut, “Oh.”

“Yeah,” Izzy's voice was hollow.

Heather looked away as she watched Emily start to blink rapidly, clearly trying to fight the tears that threatened her. “So... what does that mean, for us...”

“Right now? It doesn't mean anything, I like you and I like spending time with you and who knows if I'll even get into the schools I applied to-”

Emily's voice cracked slightly, “Of course you will...”

“Even if I do, that doesn't matter right now but also maybe, I don't know, maybe we shouldn't get too serious if we know...”

“Yeah, yeah, that makes sense,” the strain in the giantess's voice as she clearly tried to convince herself that what Izzy said made sense was physically painful to Heather. “We can... we can keep it casual...”

“Yeah...”

A deep silence fell over the room and Heather knew it would be a long time before either girl broke it.