Chapter 19

For the next half-hour, Elena put Jack through his “fitness test,” which involved making him perform a variety of maneuvers with the fruit loops, which floated in the comparatively-gigantic bowl of milk he was swimming in. To Jack, who was now only 3/10ths of an inch tall, the fruit loops were longer, wider, and thicker than his entire body, and were therefore significant obstacles to swim around. But Elena maintained that she had “faith” that her little grandson was healthy, and that he would be able to complete all the tasks without any problem.

First, she had him swim the length of the bowl, timing him from start to finish.

“And see, look!” she declared happily, as she cleared a path through the fruit loops with her spoon, “Now you don’t have any obstacles to swim around…yet! Haha, we’ve gotta make sure we have a good base time to work with. Ok, ready, set, go!”

Jack had plowed forward into the milk, swimming freestyle across the bowl. It didn’t matter that he still hadn’t wrapped his mind around the crazy fact that he was literally swimming around in a bowl of freaking cereal – so many crazy comparisons like this had happened recently that Jack was beginning to take them in stride. Without even realizing it, he was so physically small now, so dominated by the women around him, that he had completely submitted to their mental domination as well. If Alice wanted him to do something, he did it; if Sadie had a task for him, he tried his best to complete it; when Elena told him that she was running some “tests” on him, well then, it wasn’t his place to question her. In body and mind, he was theirs now.

“Oooooh-kay, not bad!” Elena laughed, stopping her timer once he had gotten to the other side.

“Wh-wha…what was my time?!” panted Jack, holding onto a fruit loop, using it as a flotation buoy.

“8.97 seconds,” Elena replied, making no secret of how impressed she was. “That’s good, Jack! VERY good, in fact! I was thinking for sure you’d be over 10 – haha, look at me, underestimating my own grandson!”

“I…o-ok, uhm…good!” Jack managed to say. A little voice had popped up in his mind, asking him whether or not swimming the length of a bowl of cereal in under 10 seconds was something to be proud of. But he didn’t have any more time for reflection, because Elena was holding up her stopwatch again.

“Okay, just a little more rest,” she smiled, spooning the fruit loops back into the open milk path, “And then we do it again…but with a few barriers to swim around this time!”

After a few more timed swims, Jack was starting to tire quickly, but Elena wasn’t ready for the tests to be over yet. She allowed him to rest for a while on a fruit loop while she helped herself to a few spoonfuls of the cereal, winking down at him humorously each time she put the spoon into her mouth. Jack couldn’t help but smile up at her, appreciating her sense of humor, even though it was a bit nerve-racking to be lounging in a bowl of cereal that was in the process of being consumed. But Elena only had a couple spoonfuls since, as she said, she didn’t want to ruin the tests. For the next ten minutes or so, she had Jack perform various tasks with the fruit loops, swimming up through them, and then down through them…swimming around them…and then, ultimately, trying to see if he could tread milk while he held one over his head. This final task, however, proved too difficult. Jack didn’t have anything close to the strength that it required to actually lift a single fruit loop, let alone while he was trying to kick his feet to stay afloat. His eyes widened in panic as he began to sink under the weight of the fruit loop.

“Hahaha ok, ok!” laughed Elena, dipping her pinkie into the milk and letting Jack grasp ahold of it, so that she gently drew him out of the bowl. “I think that’s our signal that the tests are done. There we go, little guy, just lay out on my hand there…catch your breath…mmmm, and let me just use this little napkin to dab you dry…hmmm, don’t want you smelling like milk all day, though…here, just a sec…”

A moment later, Jack found himself under an open faucet. For an instant, he seized up, hearing the deep rumble of water go through the pipes as Elena turned the knobs with her free hand – it was incredibly intimidating, lying there underneath a faucet, waiting for the deluge of water. But when it came, Elena had somehow gotten both the pressure and the temperature completely right. He found himself bathing under a deliciously warm and bubbly waterfall, and he closed his eyes and let out a long, relaxed exhale. The “tests” had tired him out more than he cared to admit, which made it even easier to submit to this delightfully pleasant “bath” that his grandmother was giving him. He heard her rumbling chuckle from far above, and he felt absolutely safe and secure in her palm.

Just a bit later, after Elena had lovingly and carefully toweled off his naked body with a special plush cotton washcloth, Jack was sitting out in front of his house when Alice and Sadie came into the room. He could tell from their faces that they were both a little more excited than usual, which left him wondering why – Elena always looked excited when she was around him, but Alice was usually a bit more reserved and measured. Sadie was more of a no-nonsense personality, so it was unusual to see her this animated. And yet, there they both were: Alice was smiling down at him warmly, blinking excitedly, and even Sadie looked like she had just heard some intriguing news.

With a thud that shook his whole house, Jack heard Elena put down her phone in his “backyard.” She had obviously just texted the other two to come in.

“Ahhhhahaha, there he is!” exclaimed Sadie heartily, rubbing her hands together as she approached with Alice. “The little man of the hour!”

Jack was confused, and could only stand there in front of his house, staring up at the three gigantic women who were now looming up before him. Sadie was in the middle, looking down on him with a strange, hungry pride; Elena was on the right, her mouth upturned in a knowing, furtive grin, as if to say ‘I know something you don’t know!’ And Alice was on the left, with that same soft, loving smile on her face, and her hands clasped together under her breasts, slowly massaging themselves. As ever, she looked like she wanted nothing more in the world than to cuddle her little brother up against her cheek.

“What’s…uh, what’s happening?” Jack forced out of his tiny chest. It felt like a titanic effort, just getting himself to speak with these three in front of him. But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, their shadows descended over him completely, and he found himself backing up against the brick wall of his house. He couldn’t help it – all three of them had bent down towards him in unison.

“Hmmm?” asked Elena cheerfully.

“What was that?” Sadie inquired, a bit more noisily so that her voice jarred his eardrums.

“You’re gonna have to speak up, sweetie,” said Alice quietly, with that gentle smile of hers. “We can barely hear you.”

“I…I said…what’s happening?” shouted Jack up at them. “Why…uhh…why am I…the man of the hour!?”

The three women looked back and forth at each other, exchanging delighted grins.

“I always knew you’d amount to something, Jack,” laughed Sadie, as she turned to her daughter. “Didn’t I tell you, Alice? We had ourselves a little champion!”

“But I always knew we did,” Alice remarked warmly. “Even before he got miniature.” She carefully extended her pinkie down, which she used to lovingly rub up and down Jack’s bare leg. Even with the pad of her pinkie resting on the dresser horizontally, it rose all the way up to Jack’s waist. His eyes fluttered briefly as his breath caught in his chest – the warmth of his sister’s dominant touch radiated through his entire body.

“The girls just wanted to come in and wish you good luck, Jack,” Elena explained, “Because you and I are going on a little trip!”

Jack felt his heart jump a little, even as he felt a wave of anxiety crash over him. A trip? With his grandmother!? It sounded so exciting, even though the prospect of actually leaving Alice’s house was quite daunting. He found himself pivoting left to look up at his sister, and Alice was already prepared for his inquiring glance. She had brought her chin down into the dresser, so that her whole face rose up above him, as high as a 10-story building.

“It’s okay, Jack,” she breathed at him, as her breath washed deliciously over his naked body, warming him ten times over. “I know you’re nervous about leaving the house, but I also know you’ll be safe with grandma. And I’ll always be here, waiting for you when you get back.”

Before Jack could react to Alice’s reassurance, she had puckered her huge lips and planted an enormous kiss across his body, completely covering his front in soft, wet flesh. For a few seconds, Jack couldn’t see anything, and all he could hear were the moist, mighty undulations of his sister’s lips. With them puckered like they were, they were over twice as tall as he was, and many, many times as wide. Even without opening her mouth at all, Alice’s kiss threatened to consume him, to suck him into her forever.

But then in a flash he could see again, and he felt the pleasant, breezy vacuum of Alice’s huge body standing up away from him. A couple seconds later, Jack could finally focus his eyes enough to see his sister standing there, looking absolutely lovely, smiling down on him. She was his primary caretaker, his rock…the one who had been there for him through this whole crazy time. He didn’t want to leave her, or her house, and the crushing anxiety of being less than half an inch tall out in the wide world came rushing upon him.

“Ready to go, sweet pea?” Elena asked warmly, and just like that, all of Jack’s anxiety melted away. Alice was right – his grandmother would look after him…of course she would! He was as safe with Elena as he could possibly be with anyone else. And even better yet, she understood him completely, inside and out.

“Hahaha what a perfect little name for you!” Elena continued, as she produced a tiny jar from her purse. “Sweet pea! It’s perfect because you’re literally pea-sized!”

Jack couldn’t really argue with that. A few moments later, after settling himself easily into the tiny tincture jar, he beheld the skyscraper majesty of his grandmother’s body whooshing before his eyes as she delicately brought him up to her purse. She just looked…so good…her new piercing glinting mischievously at him from beneath her black crop top…those sexy black jeans absolutely hugging her thick, developed thighs and hips…the twin cliffs of her gargantuan breasts preceding a cavernous cleavage…there was no question about it – Elena was a total bombshell, despite being…well, how old was she, exactly!? 65? 70!? Jack really didn’t know. All he knew was she looked imposingly, majestically good for her age. He figured that it must have had something to do with her lighthearted, fun-loving, and carefree attitude.

But his thoughts became swallowed up in darkness as Elena carefully put the tincture jar in her purse, peering down into it for one last grinning tidbit of a clue for him.

“Now just sit back and relax, little grandson,” she purred reassuringly, “You’re gonna love where I’m taking you.”

And just like that, Elena closed the heavy leather flap of her purse, and Jack’s world was shrouded in complete darkness.

He couldn’t really tell how long the journey was, only that he was glad that Elena seemed to have prepared her purse especially for him. Its main pouch was lined with cotton balls, which surrounded Jack’s tincture jar and prevented it from absorbing any jarring vibrations. The cotton balls also served as a welcome noise absorber, so the roar of Elena’s big Hummer didn’t hurt his ears. The thick, musky scent of Elena’s perfumes permeated the air in her purse, infiltrating Jack’s nostrils, and making him feel the overwhelming presence of his grandmother everywhere around him, even though he couldn’t see anything. She was totally encompassing him, containing him, within her purse, and the huge perfume bottles that bumped up against Jack’s comparatively-little jar emphasized yet again how tiny he was compared to her.

Jack had begun to lose himself in meditating on his tininess when suddenly, he realized that the vibrations around him had stopped. The distant roar of Elena’s Hummer had also ceased. They had arrived. Right on cue, Jack’s world was flooded with bright light, as Elena zipped open her purse and gently brought out the little jar into the open air. Jack blinked in the light, as his eyes adjusted, and when they had, he could see Elena’s face beaming down at him.

“Well here we are, sweet pea!” she announced happily. Her whole body was in motion, and although Jack was trying to look around to see where they were, he couldn’t really see much more than vague impressions of the blue sky, the black parking lot, and a giant white building they were fast approaching. There seemed to be large golden letters on the front of the building, but Jack’s eyes were too overwhelmed and strained to be able to read them.

But as Jack struggled to try and ascertain where they were, Elena made it easy for him:

“I never thought I’d actually be taking my tiny grandson to The Guinness World Records Headquarters, but there is no way I’m wasting this opportunity to make you famous forever, Jack!”

For a few moments, Jack just stood there in his little jar, gaping, not understanding what Elena was talking about. But then, like a ton of bricks, it all came crashing down on him. Of course…Elena was bringing him there…to be measured…to see if he was the smallest man or person or whoever in the whole world! That’s why his mother and sister had been so excited for him! It all made sense now. But even as the pieces all came together, Jack felt a definite sense of humiliation. Was it…actually true!? WAS he the smallest man…or even the smallest person…in the entire world!? Jolts of erotic excitement mixed seamlessly with the humiliating prospect, and Jack became completely hard, as was usual around his grandmother.

But only moments later, he and Elena weren’t alone any longer. Elena strode into the building’s main lobby, and was immediately met by a tall, curvy woman with long, curly blond hair, a full, rosy face, and smiling eyes. Her huge visage slowly materialized in front of Jack, and he was only able to perceive her smiling expression when Elena was standing directly in front of her. This woman, whoever she was, looked around 40-45 years old, and moved with fresh and vivacious purpose. She wasn’t quite as tall as Elena, but in her 2-inch pumps (that went along with her professional-looking suit), she was well over 6 feet tall, at 6’4.

“Elena!” exclaimed the woman, in a full-throated, excited greeting, “I’m glad you could make it so quickly!”

“Well when this little guy shrank down even more earlier, I just couldn’t help myself anymore!” laughed Elena. She brought the glass jar up to her face and gently tipped it upside-down into her hand. Jack came tumbling out onto his grandmother’s palm, and hardly had time to recover himself when she was speaking to him.

“Jack,” she said, with slow, deliberate relish, “This is Susan. She works for the Guinness Records Company…and she’s been waiting to meet you for a while now.”

“Mmmmm, yes I have,” nodded Susan profoundly, bending down eagerly to stare up close at Jack’s tiny body. Standing in his grandmother’s palm, an obvious erection poking out between his legs, Jack could think of nothing else to do but try and hide it with both of his hands, as his miniature body shook from how overwhelmed he felt in the moment.

“And oh my GOODNESS aren’t you just the most precious little thing!” Susan continued, scrunching up her nose at Jack as her huge face filled his vision completely. Jack saw her eyes absorb him completely – he couldn’t even tell where on him she was looking. Since her eyes were so enormous compared to him, it was impossible to tell. They darted up at Elena, and the two of them shared a knowing grin. Clearly, they had been in contact for some time.

“Elena, I…I don’t know what to say!” breathed Susan, blinking up at her, before lowering her eyes back down to Jack, drinking his whole body in once more. “I know you’ve been updating me on his condition for a bit, but I have to say…I NEVER expected to actually see a man THIS small!”

“Well feast your eyes, honey,” chuckled Elena, taking a huge thumb and gently rubbing it down Jack’s back. “This little guy is gonna get the record – I KNOW it.”

“Well that’s why you brought him here,” Susan agreed, “And I have to say, just looking at you, precious little thing, I’d be shocked if we didn’t have a new world’s smallest person in a few minutes! Haha, Elena, we should take him to Ladies Night at Ripley’s Believe it or Not – he’d be a real hit there, I know it!”

Elena and Susan shared a laugh, but Jack found himself opening his mouth to speak.

“W-World’s…smallest…p-person!?” he squeaked, not able to help himself. The sound of his little voice took Susan by surprise, and her mouth jumped open. She quickly covered it, overcome by how cute she thought he was.

“Heheh…see what I have to deal with everyday?” laughed Elena knowingly. “No wonder I never get anything done with this little guy around. The cuteness overload is real.”

“I…didn’t know he’d sound…like…like that!” breathed Susan incredulously. She looked like she was about to melt. “I’m soooo sorry, little guy – what was that you said? I could hear you, but I couldn’t understand you.”

“Y-You…you said smallest…person,” called Jack to her (even though her face was right there in front of him. “N-Not…smallest…man!?”

“Ohhhhhh!” smiled Susan, now understanding, as her eyebrows went up, “Ohhhhhhohoho I see! Hmmmhmm, yes, sweetheart, I said “smallest person.” The smallest man on record is a good 2 inches – hahaha, you wouldn’t even come up to his knees!”

Elena and Susan shared a hearty laugh, as Jack was left to ponder the implications of this incredible news. So he was actually that small compared to everyone else…he was already the smallest man alive, and perhaps even…the smallest person!?

“Mmmmm, I’ve got a good feeling about this, Jack,” cooed Elena softly in his ear, petting him again with her thumb as she walked with Susan down a long hallway. “Don’t be nervous, sweet pea…don’t worry…I’m here.”

Just a minute later, they emerged from the hallway into a large, official-looking room, lined with row upon row of filing cabinets. A large camera was trained on a table, illuminated around by lamps. On the table was an intricate measuring device that looked like a souped-up, extra-fancy ruler. Jack barely had any time to process all of this before he felt a warm kiss covering the entire back of his body.

“Good luck, little grandson!” Elena whispered to him, her voice quivering with excitement. “I’ll be right here…right next to you…the whole time.”

She deposited him gently down onto the table, and then stepped back. Jack stood up, blinking in the lamplight. It was so bright that he couldn’t see Elena anymore, or even Susan, for that matter. All he could see were the bright lights of the lamps trained down on him, which actually felt pleasantly warm against his skin. But he had a moment of panic when Elena had disappeared above him, and he very nearly ran off the table. But suddenly, from the darkness behind the lamps, Susan’s huge, braceleted hand emerged, spider-crawling gently across the table, until it reached him.

“Now lay down, little guy,” came Susan’s soothing voice from far, far above. “I’ve got you. And your grandmother’s right here, right next to me, watching. Everything’s going to be ok. Let’s just get you to lie down so I can measure you officially.”

Susan’s giant fingers (which seemed like they had done this kind of thing many times before) carefully encouraged Jack to lie down, and he did so. He almost felt like he was lying on a surgeon’s slab, right before the beginning of surgery, but he reminded himself that he was just getting measured…that was all.

A loud rustling above him sounded out, and it took Jack a few seconds to understand that the rumbling timbre was Susan whispering something to Elena. His grandmother, in turn, chuckled, and muttered out, loud enough for Jack to hear:

“Ohhh yeah…haha, it’s always hard now – the smaller he gets, the harder he gets! He just loooooves being the tiniest person in the world.”

“Well let’s make it official,” murmured Susan back, and then Jack perceived that she had turned back to look down at him, now focused intently on her work. The giant ruler next to his body beeped to life – apparently, Susan had turned it on, and she was now lining it up very carefully against his little body. Jack understood that these official measurements were done with computer technology, to make them exact.

“Now hold still, sweetheart,” cooed Susan down from above, “The device is measuring you now – just stay still so we can make sure it’s accurate.”

Jack remembered that a camera was filming this whole event, preserving it for posterity, should he break the record. Everyone would know. Everyone would know that he was the smallest person in the world, AND that he had been sporting a little erection the entire time he was being measured for the record! What would they think!? His crushing, helpless humiliation on full display!

But all of these thoughts only passed briefly through Jack’s head. He wasn’t truly concerned about all of that – yes, it was all terribly embarrassing, but he could no longer pretend that he didn’t LIKE indulging in this humiliation. It turned him on, more than anything else in the world. And he had his mother, and Alice…and, of course, his grandmother. All three of them were going to love him, tease him, play with him, care for him – what did it matter what the rest of the world thought?

“My goodness,” breathed the huge voice of Susan from above, “Look at that measurement, Elena. Three-tenths of an inch, with not even a picometer to spare. There’s no denying it anymore – we have a NEW world’s smallest person!”

Jack felt a hot fluid rush of arousal pulse through him. He couldn’t yet mentally process the reality, but already, his body was reacting to the news. Little pinprick-sized goosebumps appeared all over his skin, and his little cock, already pointing straight up, became even harder still. Jack heard Elena exhale out in the darkness above, and all of a sudden, from behind the shining lamps, her beaming face appeared. Her wide eyes drank in the sight of him lying there next to the ruler, and Jack was stirred when he saw that her eyes had become a little moist. Elena was so overcome with joy at the news that she had literally started crying.

“I knew it…I just KNEW it,” she whispered down at him, brushing his little body with the huge, warm side of her pinkie finger. “I knew that you were the smallest, Jack…I’m so happy!”

“Haha well alright!” laughed Susan, switching off the lamp lights and flicking on the regular light, “Now that we’ve got the official business out of the way, I’d like to ask you a couple questions, as is the usual procedure for new record-holders!”

She trained the camera down on Jack, who had stood up on the table, standing next to his grandmother’s outsplayed hand. He swallowed nervously, but was reassured by the rumbling chuckle of his grandmother next to him. She was there with him through this whole process…and he was safe.

“So, Jack” began Susan officially, her smile beaming from her bright face, “How does it feel to be the smallest person in the world…AND the smallest person of all time?”