Justin barely slept, his mind was consumed with exactly what to say in his report to HR. The little sleep he did manage was plagued with nightmares about giant women having their way with him. When morning came, Justin was eager to contact HR. He quietly slipped out of Ally's apartment, careful not to wake his friend.

As he entered his apartment, he could still smell the lingering musk of Jazmin's sex. He desperately wanted to open the window to air out the apartment, but saw Jazmin's giant-sized panties still hanging from his building. 

The mere sight of her undergarment made Justin furious. He dashed to his computer and immediately wrote a scathing email to HR about the events. He demanded that they review the security footage from last night to confirm his story. He left out the more explicit details but made it clear what she did was inappropriate. With a furious press of the enter key, he sent the email. Then, he could feel the adrenaline leave his body. His obsession with this moment faded, and his lack of sleep quickly caught up to him. 

He spun around in his chair, facing out toward the rest of the room. As he scanned the room he saw the couch, gifted by Natasha originally. He was suddenly reminded of a promise he had made.

"Shit," he said to himself, quickly spinning back toward his computer. He had promised to call her once he arrived but had been so busy it had slipped his mind.

Justin waited patiently for his computer to make the call. After a few seconds, an error appeared on-screen.

Outside Connection Failed.

He tried again and got the same error. He tried once more for good luck and it failed again. He finally settled for shooting her an email instead, hoping to resolve this issue later. In the email, he detailed the good and the bad of living in Micropolis. He tried to explain what happened with Jazmin but found it difficult. After all, how do you explain to an old friend that you were forced to paint a giant woman's toes and then forced to wrestle with that same woman's person-sized clit? Instead, he just left the exact details vague.

With his second email of the day sent, Justin feels his stomach growl. He gets up to make breakfast and coffee–he was definitely going to need coffee.

He decided to sit by his panty-covered window to look outside. He noticed that although the garment hung off the side of his building, the bulk of the lingerie was in fact laying flat on the floor. The massive, scrunched-up underwear blocked much of the walking and bike paths near his building. He realized the entrance to his apartment was partially blocked when a few of his neighbors had to crawl over the silky underwear to leave the building.

He looked up from the street and read the tag once again, confirming that these panties were, indeed, 'size small'.

"Small indeed," he said to himself. The scale of the panties was once again a reminder that he was tiny in a giant-sized world.

Justin cleaned up from breakfast and returned to his desk, ready to start work. He was surprised to find that HR had already replied.

Justin,

Thank you for your email. We will immediately perform an investigation regarding your complaint. Please know that in the interim, Jazmin will not be servicing Micropolis. 

Unfortunately, the cameras for Micropolis had a technical glitch, and several hours of footage were lost from last night. I will personally review the footage that has been recovered as part of the investigation.

I'd like to set a meeting with you next Friday. This will give me time to gather information and include your statement in my report.

Finally, please do not attempt to move the garment hanging from your building. Claire will remove the article of clothing during her morning rounds. We apologize for the temporary obstruction of your apartment view.

Alexis

HR

This wasn't exactly the response Justin had hoped for, but at least it seemed they were taking his complaint seriously. It certainly wasn't a great look for Micro Cities, inc. to have a camera failure. Especially when one of its employees was terrorizing thousands of people.

After getting little sleep the night before, Justin just didn't have the energy to chastise Alexis over this. He instead gave her the benefit of the doubt and hoped something would turn up in her investigation. Instead, he started up his work for the day.

First, he hopped on a call with Brooke to quickly go over their objectives for the day and divvy up the work. During their meeting, both Brooke and Justin start to playfully flirt with each other. He wondered if it was just her friendly nature or a genuine interest in him. He briefly considered bringing up what happened with Jazmin last night, to ask if this was a common occurrence or if she'd be an eyewitness. Of course, that meant telling her that he was the one that Jazmin played with so roughly. Perhaps it was best not to mention his sexual encounter with the over 1000' tall woman.

During the call, he heard the tell-tale sound of the door to Micropolis opening. He guessed Claire had arrived to clean up Jazmin's mess.

"Oh my god… Who the hell left this here?" he heard Claire's voice boom. With a few earth-shaking strides Justin's apartment window was completely obscured by the lower part of her enormous, smooth calf. 

"That's so gross," She shifted her weight, causing small tremors in the area as she squatted down to pick up the garment soaked in dried feminine juices.

"Ew, ew, ew, ew," she said repeatedly as she pinched the underwear, attempting to touch as little of it as possible. She then left the room far less carefully than she had entered, wanting to drop the panties as soon as possible. Her careless steps narrowly missed several residents.

"Who was that?" Brooke looked at Justin inquisitively. 

"Oh, Brooke just came by," he said casually.

Brooke shrugged and then returned to their conversation. 

Justin couldn't help but think it was a little strange she didn't notice the giant woman walking through their city. Perhaps she lives on the other side and didn't feel her titanic steps? For now, he returned his focus to work. He'd definitely have to ask her what part of town she lived in later.

After some more flirting, Brooke and Justin finished their meeting and set about completing their work for the day. 

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After work on Wednesday, Justin went to Ally's house to see if she wanted to hang out. Unfortunately, she had a work emergency and would likely be busy through the weekend to fix one of the mistakes of her coworkers.

"Just promise me you won't go to the Mixed Size Square without me! I want to see the look on your face when we get there," she smiled.

Justin laughed, "Sure, we'll just go next weekend."

Justin returned to his apartment and checked his personal email. He found it strange that Natasha hadn't responded. Perhaps she was just busy? He decided to call her and got the same error as before.

Surely this is an outage in the phone system, he thought to himself. When he tried to call IT, he was redirected to a terribly unhelpful chat, followed by an automated response that they would 'Investigate and reply within 24-48 hours.'

He rolled his eyes, "Well that's just great." he said to himself.

He was still sore from the prior night's events–maybe it was best to just go to sleep and call it a day. He poured himself a beer from one of the 10 µL jugs and sat down to unwind.

As he sipped on the beer, he thought about his relationship with Brooke. He wondered if she was actually interested in him–or was she another Natasha, just flirty for the fun of it?

By the time he had finished his second beer, he decided to shoot his shot. He sat at his computer and called Brooke via video chat.

Surprisingly, Brooke answered his call, "Is everything okay?"

Instead of her usual business attire, she wore a string tank top that tightly clung to her chest. The shirt accentuated her curvaceous figure and showed ample cleavage. Just as he had suspected, she was packing under her usual business blouse.

"I-uh," he blushed, not expecting her to answer, let alone to be dressed so casually. "No, sorry. I was just hoping you'd be up for hanging out tonight. Did I-uh catch you at a bad time?" He forced his way through the conversation.

"Oh… dang. kinda planned on just staying in tonight. I have family coming to visit tomorrow, so I'll be pretty busy the rest of the week." she said.

"No worries!" Justin smiled, although he was secretly crushed, "You're still up for this weekend though, right?" he asked.

She blushed, "Shoot! I completely forgot! How about next weekend?"

"Dang, first Ally and now you bail on me?" he laughed.

"Who's Ally?" Brooke enquired, looking disappointed, "You're girlfriend?"

"No, she's my neighbor and my first friend in this city," he explained.

"Oh?" she said, trying to curb her enthusiasm, "So you're currently…"

"Unattached," Justin said simply.

"Me too." Brooke smiled with a blush, "Want to just... hang out on video? Just for a bit."

The rest of the night was a blur for Justin. It felt like no time had passed at all when suddenly, it was late in the night. They agreed to have nightly calls whenever possible and would hang out after work sometime next week.

Things were looking up. For the first time in a long time, he had found someone he was genuinely interested in. Perhaps not everything about this city was so bad… If Jazmin is either fired or starts treating the residents better, it'll be a pretty nice place to live. Justin went to bed, very happy.

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For the rest of the week, Brooke went out of her way to make time to chat with Justin–if even for 30 minutes at the end of a night. By the weekend, Justin wasn't sure what to do with himself. Ally and Brooke would be completely unavailable this weekend. Perhaps it was time to meet some of the other residents. If nothing else it'd be good to survey them and find out what projects should take priority around town.

Justin decided to try his luck in the park, where he met a group of guys playing basketball. He joined in the game and went a few rounds before the group paused for water.

"Wait a second… Are you the guy Jazmin picked up the other day?" one of the guys asked suddenly. He had short blonde hair.

"Oh shit! You are!" the guy with a brown bushy beard and a bald head added, "Lucky man to survive an encounter with a giant…"

"She's not giant… just normal sized," he said defensively.

"Can a normal person pick you up against your will and put you between their legs? Threatening your very life if you fail to amuse them?" the guy with black hair said,, "I think not."

"True, but she's still just a normal-sized person, beholden to the law." Justin tried to convince the other residents, "I reported that incident to HR already and they're handling it." He tried to ease their nerves.

All three of the other guys look at him with abject horror. Two of the guys spoke at the same time.

"You did what?"

"It was nice knowing you…"

The guy with black hair just shakes his head and then says, "Dude. The last person that tried to get one of the Micro Cities employees involved ended up getting kidnapped by Jazmin. Those giants don't care for us at all! I bet that HR rep is one of them."

"Yeah! Even the nice one is oblivious!" chimed in the blonde guy. Justin assumed he was talking about Claire. "Before they sold liquor at the grocery store, I made a special request. That giant bitch delivered it in a thimble!" his voice welled with hurt and rage, "Do you have any idea how big a thimble is? I couldn't lift the damn thing! I had to carry it one bucket at a time to my apartment. By the time I had gotten a quarter of it up, Jazmin arrived and drank the rest in one gulp!"

The bearded man attempted to console his friend.

"That's just one story." the man with black hair said, "There's countless like it. Don't fool yourself–they're giants and they don't care about us at all."

"Yeah, but… you can always join the waiting list to grow back." Justin pointed out, trying to regain control of the conversation.

The bearded man scoffed, "Not a single person has grown back since this city started. Every person that's tried suddenly misses their appointment or disappears altogether." 

"I bet one of the giant women kidnapped them." interjected the blonde man. "Or worse…" he shuddered.

Justin was shattered. Was he inadvertently working for an evil corporation? One that had trapped thousands of people in a toy-sized city? The thought made his stomach turn.

"I… think I need to go." Justin finally said. "I need to think about some things."

As he walked away one of the guys said, "If you value your safety, I'd stay as far away as possible from any of the bigs! Even the nice ones can accidentally hurt you!"

When he returned to his apartment, he checked his personal email to find Natasha still hadn't replied. After the encounter at the park, he started to wonder if somehow his messages and calls were being filtered.

"No, I can't think that way," Justin said to himself. He didn't want to feed into the paranoia of a handful of residents.

I guess less than a handful, he chuckled at his own disparaging joke.

Justin spent the rest of the weekend indoors, reconciling his experiences against those of his fellow residents. After all, when you've spent the last several years ant-sized–isn't that your new normal? With the daily reminders of how tiny they were delivered daily with the caretakers, who wouldn't view them as impossible giants or deities?

Surely, Brooke had a different opinion. After all, she worked for Micro Cities, inc. and lived in Micropolis as well! This was definitely going to be a topic for their date this week.

_______________

During Monday's meeting, she started to go over the remaining to-do's for this week. Justin couldn't help but notice a folder named:

1-to-2000-scale-city

"Is that real or a typo?" Justin asked, assuming it was supposed to be for the 1:200 scale city, Micropolis.

Claire quickly returns to the prior screen, "Oh, I guess you haven't been around long enough to hear. Dr. Perkins is heading the project. At first she asked for my input a lot," she said proudly.

"but all of a sudden she quit replying to my emails and I'd get automated responses that said she was working on the 1:2000 city project." she shrugged, "I guess she's just been so busy with the project that she can't return my calls and emails."

"That's strange," Justin commented, "Were you two friends before this whole Micro Cities, inc. business?"

"Yeah…" she paused, "but I bet there's a lot of work that goes into building a city so tiny!"

Brooke continued their meeting, showcasing her work. Afterward, it would be Justin's turn to go over what he completed last week. As she wrapped up her presentation, Justin noticed an error. One of the values was off by about 5mm.

"Um... Are you sure that's right?" he pointed to the error with his mouse, "By my calculation, it should be 5mm less than that."

She laughed, "Good eye, but it's such an insignificant difference I doubt it'll make a difference to the overall design."

"What?" Justin asked, confused, "You're starting to sound like those giants." he said angrily, "That's a huge difference! That's literally half my height!!"

"Excuse me?" it was Brooke's turn to be bewildered, "What do you mean 'giant'?"

Overwhelmed, Justin attempted to take a step back, "Which city do you live in?"

"New York," she answered.

"No, which of the Micro Cities do you live in?"

"Ew. No way I'd live there," she said with a look of disgust. "You couldn't pay me enough to be so microscopic." Brooke suddenly realized she had hit a nerve when she saw Justin's reaction.

Justin started at the woman on the other end of the video call. "So you're not shrunk?" he started, gaining momentum slowly.

"You're giant-sized?" he didn't care that he was slipping into using the term for normal people that the residents used, he was too hurt.

"What about your contract? Mine said that all employees working on the Micropolis project had to live there!" he finally finished.

Brooke raised an eyebrow, "Mine didn't." she said simply.

It felt like Justin's whole world had been turned upside down. "I'm sorry. I-I can't. Let's meet tomorrow." he hung up without waiting for a reply.

After hanging up, Justin sent another very angry email to HR. He wanted his contract reviewed and adjusted to match that of his coworker.

He quickly stood up and fell to his bed. The sudden realization that he had been flirting with a giantess! How would their relationship even work now? Could it work? He remembered his encounter with Jazmin with a shiver down his spine. Then again maybe he'd enjoy it if it was consensual?

_______________

Frustrated, Brook also left her desk and lay down on her bed. She grabbed her phone–a luxury none of the Micropolis residents had–and started to call one of her friends. She stopped before committing to the call though, realizing it'd be difficult to explain that she had been flirting with her ant-sized coworker for weeks.

She couldn't believe how upset he got over such a small error. If it were any of her other coworkers, they would've laughed at the joke as they fixed it.

"I ought to go there and give him a piece of my mind." she huffed to herself–then quickly realized how silly that was, was she really about to drive across town to tell a microscopic man that he hurt her feelings?

Suddenly she was curious–just how tiny was he? She pinched her fingers together trying to imagine holding a whole person between her index and thumb. She sighed in defeat, it was difficult to do without a reference.

She had been looking forward to their date night all week, but how would that even work now? She tried to imagine giving him scraps off her plate at dinner, then realized her fork and knife would be terrifying from his vantage point.

Then what if we try to have… relations on the first date? She continued to wonder, trying to picture how such a microscopic person would handle such a task.

_______________

The next two days are awkward. Neither one of them wanted to be the first to apologize. Instead, they kept things professional, allowing the other the space needed to reconcile their feelings. 

Before Justin knew it, it was Friday afternoon and time for his appointment with HR. He received instructions via email that told him to go to the main train station out of town and that an escort would be waiting for him there to take him to the HR office.

Justin already knew that the HR office was definitely not in Micropolis–so he held out hope that it was just in one of the other Micro Cities. He boarded the train–which was much bigger for him than the last time he passed through. When he arrived at the stop near Tinyton, he stepped out onto the platform as instructed.

"Hey there, cutie." Jazmin's voice boomed above him. "I'm here to take you to HR."

Justin looked up at the giantess, and she gave him a wry grin. Of all the people to escort him…

"Go ahead and hop in the pod here," she pointed at a room-sized container that had see-through windows in every direction.

Justin stood there, frozen in fear.

"C'mon I don't have all day." she tapped her massive manicured nails against the platform near the tiny capsule. The powerful impact of her fingernail shook Justin to the bone, waking him from his daze. He slowly stepped into the capsule and was whisked away.

Thanks to the windows inside, Justin could generally see where they were going. He turned toward Jazmin briefly and noticed he was being carried close to her chest. Her intimidating mountains of flesh bounced gently with every step. He quickly turned back around to watch where they were going. Justin quickly realized they were leaving the Micro Cities and was now making their way toward a giant-sized office. 

Jazmin opens the door to the office and says, "Here's your 1 o'clock." setting the capsule on the desk.

Justin stepped out of the capsule and immediately noticed the billboard-sized name tag in front of him.

Alexis

HR

Each letter on the nametag was at least 4x times taller than him. He looked at the woman behind the desk. Alexis was in her 40s but had the body of someone much younger. She had brunette hair with blonde highlights and wore a white blouse. Her blouse had the top two buttons undone, revealing her silky smooth cleavage. Hardly HR appropriate Justin noted to himself.

"Thank you, Jazmin. This shouldn't take too long. Can you just wait outside the door? I'll call you in when he's ready to go home." Alexis said, disregarding the mite-sized man on her desk. Jazmin left the room with a nod.

Alexis picked up a stack of papers on her desk. Justin jumped at the sudden movement, the paper stack was easily taller than him. After flipping through some papers she finally made eye contact with Justin.

"In regards to your complaint about Jazmin, there was no evidence found to support your claims. So it's just your word against hers. As a result, she will be reinstated to full duties. If you have further issues with her, please email me directly with your evidence." she says callously.

"What about all of the other eye-witnesses! Just ask anyone–" Justin started to yell back, walking close to the giant woman.

"In regards to your other complaint," Alexis continued, her booming voice completely overwhelming Justin. She hadn't even heard him try to speak.

The giantess stood up, revealing her tight pencil skirt. "Let me find the copy of your agreement." she turned around and started to search the filing cabinet behind her desk. She bent at the waist, purposely waving her enormous posterior above Justin. Justin watches in shock and fear as the mountainous ass threatens to crush him at any moment. He steps back to create distance between himself and the building-sized butt. He quickly realized how futile that would be.

"Ah yes, here it is," she returned to her seated position towering over him. Justin was just thankful he was no longer in danger of being flattened by her butt.

"You signed a 5-year contract. This includes the job and your apartment. In the contract it says you'll live there for at least 9 months a year." she explains.

"See? It's right here." She leaned forward to grab a pen, causing her tits to press against the desk inches away from Justin. Her soft cleavage towered over him. 

After grabbing a pen, she returned to her regular seated position and circled a line in his contract. Finally, she turned the enormous paper toward him. The paper eclipsed his skyline, and he carefully read the giant letters.

"But–that's not right! You said everyone had a similar clause!" Justin yelled as loud as he could.

The paper that eclipsed his skyline suddenly moved and returned to the stack.

"In case you hadn't realized by now, I can't really hear you from up here. You'll have to email me when you get home." she paused, "But I suspect you're upset about us putting that in your contract. The reality is we needed an engineer that was willing to live in the city for quality assurance. And you were the only one to agree to those terms."

Justin waved his arms, trying to get the giant woman's attention while yelling as loud as he could. Alexis leaned forward, her enormous tits threatening Justin once again. This time she reached for a piece of candy from her candy dish. 

"As I said, I can't hear you from way up here. Perhaps your tiny ears do not understand me." she chided the tiny man. As she unwraps the candy, she drops it purposely, landing it precariously close to Justin.

Justin jumps back as the bus-sized candy drops near him. Alexis casually picks up the bite-sized, to her, candy and pops it into her mouth. "As I was saying. You have no power here."

With a loud gulp, she swallowed the bus-sized candy, a chilling reminder that she could do the same to him with far less effort.

 "Ooops," she said while looking hungrily at the minuscule man.

Justin tries again to communicate with the giantess, to which she grows increasingly annoyed. Alexis slammed her fist on her desk, causing an earthquake and knocking Justin on his ass.

"Here's the deal." she said quietly, "At the end of your 5-year contract, you're going to sign whatever I give you. You'll work for us for as long as I want you to, and when I grow bored of you or you outlive your usefulness–"" She leaned forward, placing her ample bosom onto the table. 

"I'm sure I can find you another position." Justin could see the outline of her stiffening nipple through her blouse high above him. She leaned back.

"Oh and one more thing." She grabbed another paper and held it up to the tiny man. It was a copy of the emails he had sent to Natasha.

"All communications go through the company's firewall. Reporting unfounded claims to the outside is strictly forbidden. Luckily, this email was intercepted before it could be delivered. Please know that all of your outside communications will be carefully monitored going forward." she finished explaining. Justin realized this explains why Natasha had never replied–she had never gotten the emails, to begin with!

"If you have any other questions, please email me." She paused, "Actually, just set up a meeting. I'd be happy to handle it personally." she smiled devilishly at the mite-sized man.

"Jazmin!" Alexis called, "Please escort him home."

Jazmin opened the door and Justin reluctantly re-entered his transport capsule. Jazmin collected the capsule and left. As soon as the door to HR closed, she held the capsule up to her eye.

"So how was your visit to HR?" she asked like a cat holding a canary.

"I know you're the one that reported me." her matter-of-fact statement sent a chill down Justin's spine.

"You're lucky my dad likes your work, but if you ever try to report me again," she paused dramatically, "He said I can take you back to my place… until you agree to behave" She bit her lip with a seductive grin, "and I can be very persuasive."

They arrived at the platform and Jazmin set his capsule down, "Anyways, I'll see you around, cutie!" she said with a fake sweetness as she walked away.

Justin headed home sick to his stomach. Was everyone in on this? Was he really trapped here? Why was every giant he met so cruel? He needed to find a way back to his normal size, but first…

He knocked on Ally's door and she was quick to answer, "Fuck this week. I need a drink. Want to come with me?"