He stepped towards her hand.

“It’s alright. Let me do it for you,” she said calmly, and enclosed him in her fingers.

He thought back to the first time he had fantasized about this in his bed, and enjoyed the feel of those fingers, with their puffy white segments pressing against his own flesh. He had no idea that Colleen could have shrunken him at any time during their days and weeks of testing. She had let the suspense build up. He was driven wild with the realisations of all that this meant. There seemed little or no point in mentioning his desire to go steady now. The dynamics of their relationship had just changed, as no relationship’s dynamics had ever been altered before.

“I’ll get back up slowly,” she said, “Let me know if you feel any vertigo.”

He never even thought to look down. All of her most engaging features (and the promises they represented for his future) were all in positions which involved the need for him to look upwards.

“It’s OK so far,” he said, as she slowly rose to her feet. Now she was holding him in her hand, and it was held out in front of her body. He was roughly level with the bottom of her breasts.

She began to raise her hand some more. He stared in wonder, as the top of her breasts came slowly into view. She had been wearing old fashioned dresses of centuries past in the privacy of her mansion, as he had responded with many compliments to the first one she’d worn for him.

Now he saw her radiant cleavage spread before him like a human mountain which simply must be climbed.

“You’ve done it!” he said, “Colleen, you’re absolutely wonderfully brilliant! You’re the most amazing woman in the world!”

“Thank you, Patrick. We’ll get to the final aspects of your job description in due course, but would you like to get comfortable in that area of me you’ve just been watching closely?”

“Yes please!” said Patrick, “I’d love to!”

She walked to the large couch, sat on it, and put him gently onto her right breast.

He climbed down between them, and felt the pressure of both breasts pressing against him.

“Is this nice for you too?” he asked.

“It is actually. I wondered what it would be like. You’re really quite stimulating, Patrick.”

She’d never thought to do this with Stanley, and Henry would have been too young.

He climbed up onto her left breast, and lay down on it.

“We’ve already talked about your downward journey on the inside of me,” said Colleen, “Would you like to make an upward climb on the outside?”

“It would be marvellous,” said Patrick, and began slowly crawling up her well exposed neckline, until he reached the base of her neck. She leaned back on the couch, lying down with her head resting against the side of it. He climbed slowly up her neck, rubbing his whole body against the smooth flesh which covered the tunnel to her stomach.”

He stopped halfway up her neck.

“I know you don’t have anything in your mouth right now, but could you do some gulping anyway?”

“Sure,” she said.

“Thanks,” said Patrick, “It will give me a chance to know how it looks and feels from this side.