“I just don’t know what to do anymore. I try so hard for him but it seems like no matter what I do isn’t enough. I am scared that he might leave and then what am I going to do,” Maya asked Emily as she cleaned the dishes.

Her shift had gone by fast. It normally does. She helped Emily get out of bed and into her wheelchair, helped her into the shower, helped clean her up when needed, made her breakfast, and now she was cleaning up. It was around the time that Emily started eating that Maya began to tell her about what happened this morning.

She felt like she would burst out crying the entire time. Keeping it held in. She just didn’t know what to do. She couldn’t even think about her life without Blake. She really didn’t have anyone else. They were all gone, mostly because Blake didn’t like them and she had to make a choice. She chose love. She would everytime

If he did break up with her she would have to call them and they would tell her that they were right and that being with him was a mistake. She didn’t want to face that. The truth was that Blake was the most loyal and loving boyfriend she had ever had. 

“I think I have something that will fix your problem,” She said as Emily put the plate in the drying rack, “Stay here.”

Maya listened to the sound of Emily turning her chair around and driving off. She rinsed out a glass and some silverware and was turning around when Emily came speeding back. She held out her hand where a pill lay sitting there.

“You want me to give my boyfriend drugs,” Maya asked, shocked, “What is wrong with you?
“It’s not drugs. At least not in the way you are thinking. This is a pill that I have been working on for a while now and it is complete. It is a pill that makes someone less angry and causes them to relax.”

“It makes someone less angry? How does that work?”

She walked past Emily. Ready to leave, ready to get out of there. Probably never to come back. She couldn’t believe that Emily was pushing drugs on her. Drugs that she wanted to give to her loving husband. She tried to remember where Emily worked. She would be giving them a call later that's for sure. She heard Emily follow after her slowly.

“Look I know this is crazy but we have tested this drug on rats a hundred times. It is completely safe.”

She spun around then, anger in her eyes, and Emily stared at her with a scared look. She was beginning to realize that Maya was not about to take the bait and that if she didn’t then she would no doubt turn her into somebody.

“Have you ever tested it on a human before or do you expect me to give an untested drug to my unexpecting boyfriend? I get that he has his problems, everyone does Em, doesn’t mean he deserves to be experimented on and I will have no part in this.”

“We have tested it on humans before. Yes? I am not going to kill your husband.”

“How many?”

The answer was 3. The man who killed her husband while intoxicated and a couple who had made fun of her disability. One of them was with Megan now though and the other two were tucked in her panty drawer. She couldn’t tell Maya any of that and she knew it.

“Twenty-six. We are just waiting on FDA approval and you are going to start seeing this drug everywhere. It's going to be a miracle for a lot of people.”

“You're insane.”

“Look, I get it. I would be scared too if someone wanted me to give this to my husband. However, I promise you that he will be safe and sound. Have I ever done anything that would give you any reason to distrust me? Here, just take it,” She said, extending her hand towards Maya, “If he takes it and something happens that you don’t like you can contact who I work for or you can call the cops. All I ask is that you give it a shot. The next time he gets angry or pushy just have him take it. I promise you’ll love what happens afterwards.”

She expected for Maya to slip back on her shoes and walk out of the door but to her surprise she grabbed the pill out of her hand and put it in her pocket. Without another word she put on her shoes and left. Leaving Emily to curse silently to herself, hoping that the cops weren’t going to show up to her apartment by the end of the day.

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Maya drove home as fast as she legally could afterwards. Her mind raced, wondering what was the right course of action. Should she call the cops? Should she call the corporation that Emily works for and give them the pill that Emily had given her. As she pulled into the driveway she cleared her head, taking a deep breath.

Emily was right. She had never done a thing that would make Maya believe that she wanted to cause harm to someone else and she had never done or said anything that would cause a fracture to form in Maya’s trust. What was the harm of just throwing away the pill? She didn’t have to use it. As for Emily, as sad as it was she would quit. 

She no longer felt comfortable working for her. As she shut off the car her boyfriend strolled out of the house and to the car.

“Open the door,” He snapped.

She did so slowly, “What's wrong?”

“What the hell are you doing just sitting in the driveway? You remember that I haven’t eaten anything yet?”

“I haven’t either,” She said, climbing out of the car and closing the door.

“For the best honestly,” He said, “You could lose a few pounds. You are starting to look like a freaking cow.”

She dropped her head.

“Are you just going to stare at the ground now or are you going to get inside,” He yelled.

She walked into the house, him following close behind, and as soon as they were through the door he closed it and then pushed her down to the ground. She turned over in time to see him unbuttoning his pants. 

“You hungry? Well you can suck on this,” He said as he pulled down his paints to reveal his boxers.

“Look, I am sorry. I will go make your breakfast,” She stammered standing up.

“What you too good for me now? Fuck off bitch,” He said as he took off his boxers.

“This isn’t funny,” She said as she took a step back.

“Am I fucking laughing,” He snapped as he back handed her across the cheek.

The slap was hard and painful. Causing spit to fly out of her mouth and for her to fall to the ground. This had been the first time that Blake had really hit her and she was stunned. Next thing she knew he was sitting down on her legs and pulling down her pants.

“I guess since you fell face first I am just going to have to settle for your ass.”

He slapped it hard and she grunted in pain as he pulled down her underwear.

“Wait, I have something for you,” She said with tears in her eyes.

“What's that whore,” He said, his erect penis touching her butthole.

“In my pocket. Emily gave it to me.”

Curiosity must have overcome him as she felt his penis move as he dug in her pants pocket. 

“What’s this?”

“It's a pill she has been designing. It's meant to help muscle memory and reflexes. Her hope is to sell it to pro gamers. Kind of like how athletes take steroids.”
“Oh yeah.”

“She wanted you to test it and for you to write down your experience on it.”

“Guess that cripple bitch can do something after all.”

She couldn’t hear him take the pill but she was confident he did so. 

“Let's see how that helps with another muscle.”

Maybe it was the terror of the moment, hoping and praying the pill would take hold soon, but she couldn’t help but think that the penis wasn’t even a muscle. It just filled with blood to become erect. She didn’t have time to think about that too much longer as his penis pushed against her butthole and a moment later pentrited it. 

She screamed and struggled against him for what seemed like hours, slowly getting more and more tired, as he thrust in and out of her. Moaning and groaning and asking her to moan. He grabbed her hair and wrenched her head back. Causing clumps of it to come out in his hands. Tears ran down her cheeks. 

In truth it was only four and half minutes before he stopped thrusting and he pulled his penis out of her.

“What the fuck yo-”.

With that he slumped off of her and fell onto his side. Maya scuttled away from his uncouncies body and pulled up her underwear and pants, watching him, waiting for him to wake back up but he didn’t. She waited and waited. Wondering when she should call the cops, if she should call the cops, that is when he began to have, what she could only describe, as a seizure.

She jumped up then and pulled out her phone calling Emily.

“Hey Maya,” She answered, “You forgot something here.”

“I think Blake may be having an allergic reaction. I gave him that pill and he passed out and now he is flopping around.”

“You gave it to him? To be honest I didn’t think you would do it?”

“I got home and he,” She couldn’t bring herself to say it. She was still mortified by the experience, “What should I do?”

“It's normal. In a minute or two he will stop flopping around as you put it and he will wake up a few minutes after that. Blake will be a new man when that happens.”

“Are you sure,” Maya asked.

“I am a hundred percent positive Maya. Trust me.”

“I am trying but this is nuts. You didn’t tell me this could happen. What happens if he dies right here.”

“He won’t die and if he does, blame it on me.”

She watched as Blake stopped, going still.

“Don’t worry I was already planning on that.”

“You better get off the phone.  You and Blake have a lot to discuss in a few minutes.”

With that the line went dead as Emily hung up the phone. Maya just paced back and forth. Waiting for Blake to wake up. She had already dialed 911 and her finger was resting just below the call button. She stopped pacing as she noticed Blakes clothes getting bigger. Taking a step towards him she realized that his clothes weren’t getting bigger, he was getting smaller.

She cursed to herself as she put her hands on her head, wondering what the hell was going on and why it couldn’t just end. She deleted the number entered and tried to call Emily but it went straight to voicemail. Within minutes he was gone. His clothes had engulfed him. She gingerly walked over to his clothes. Careful not to step on it. Not knowing where he ended up.

She almost jumped as her phone dinged. She opened Emily’s text.

At his new size as long as you don’t destroy his head he is indestructible. He will heal from anything that you do to him or any damage he will receive from other means. Have fun.

You bitch. You knew this would happen.

If he did what I think he did when you got home then he deserves it and you know it. I think it's time for you to learn how that you have self worth again.

How do I change him back? How do I fix this?

She felt like she was drowning. Like this was a nightmare she couldn’t wake up from.

There is none. A cure hasn’t been made and will never be made.

She looked at the text shell shocked. Her phone falling from her hands and hitting the floor at her feet. She felt around his jeans gently but couldn’t feel or find him so she moved them out of her way and moved to his shirt. It didn’t take long before her fingers stumbled on his tiny form. She then grabbed him, careful not to exert too much pressure on his body.

As she pulled him up to her face, she found that he was still passed out, and as she unclenched her fist and let him sit in her palm she saw just how tiny he was. The size of a fingernail. It was astounding and terrifying. She couldn’t help but quiver as she noticed that his penis was still erect. She knew that at his present size he couldn’t do a thing to her but just the thought of it made her want to cry. It made her angry.

So as she looked down at the tiny man in her hand she made a vow to herself. She would go to the cops and get this sorted out but first she was going to make him fear her like she feared him.