Esther the Toy Mom



Esther the Toy Mom



Esther couldn’t believe it-her long-time dream was close to being accomplished. The construction process had taken longer than expected, but that wasn’t surprising given that she had to squeeze it around her hectic schedule of being a single mum, and working part-time at the Lab. It didn’t matter though because, at only 30, she had designed a machine, which, if it worked, would change the nature of physics forever-and make her rich and famous in the process. This, however, was not her main reason for building the device; she had many, more personal, reasons driving her efforts.

With the final wires soldered in, she knew the device was ready for testing. At first sight, it looked like a pintle-mounted laser out of a Science Fiction movie, but she knew it was much more than that. She grabbed a foot-long ruler, placed it on the floor in front of the device, and adjusted the barrel to point straight at the floor. Esther then typed in 5’ on the digital display and hit the enter button. She heard the machine reach full charge, and closed her eyes as the device released a blinding flash. When she opened her eyes again, Esther could see that, where the foot-long ruler had once been, an object five times it’s size now sat. She grabbed a tape measure and measured all the intervals on the ruler. The results confirmed it, all of the rulers dimensions were exactly five times what they were originally-indicating no spatial distortions in the object, and a perfect translation of the object into a larger size.

With this “rigorous” testing, Esther now felt the device was ready to test on something living, and she knew just who to test it on. At only 5’ tall, Esther’s life had often been difficult, especially now that her 12-year-old son, Jonathan, was now taller than she was. “Well” she thought, “that will soon change”, and she proceeded to enter 10’ into the devices digital display. Of course, Esther had no intention of remaining 10’ tall, and would eventually settle for about 6’, she just wanted something dramatic to start with. She adjusted the barrel of the device, pressed the enter key, and then went to stand in front of the device as it charged up. Just as the device reached its full capacity, she saw a slight spark emit from the main terminal. Before she could check to see what was causing it, however, the device again emitted a blinding flash. When Esther opened her eyes again, she noticed that she was not looking down on the world, as she had hoped. Instead, she stood in the midst of an alien landscape, with ordinary objects reaching high above her into the distance. It might have been an alien planet but, once she had gotten her bearings, she realised it was actually her bedroom- only on an ENORMOUS scale. She noticed the now 5’ long ruler still sitting on the floor next to where she was standing, and quickly rushed over to measure herself. She lay down next to the ruler, and saw that she only came up to the 2” mark. Of course, adjusting for the ruler’s increased size, she realised that she was about 10” tall. It occurred to Esther, then, that the machine must have switched from feet to inches prior to activation and that, instead of being a virtual giant, she was now the size of a large doll. Her predicament was made worse by the realisation that, within minutes, her son Jonathon would soon be getting home from school.

Esther had no idea what to do, she had thought that life at 5’ tall had been difficult, but she realised that, compared to 10”, her original height was a doddle. Esther looked around for some way to get up to the digital display but could find nothing. She burrowed through the now gigantic clothes that were scattered around the floor, but could find nothing to help her. She attempted to climb one of the devices legs, but slid back down after only a few “feet”. As she desperately tried to clamber up the device, she heard, off in the distance, the sound of a key turning in the door.

Jonathan arrived at the door to his home and the first thing he noticed was that the there was no sound coming from inside the house. This was strange, as his mum’s car was in the driveway. “Oh well”, thought Jonathan, “she must have just stepped out for a walk”. He knew from past experience that his mum enjoyed the occasional walk as it “got the creative juices flowing”, so his immediate concern was what new scheme his mother was dreaming up now? He quickly pulled the spare key from under the pot plant, and inserted it into the lock. He then turned the key, opened the door and stepped inside.

From the bedroom, Esther could feel the giant footsteps of her son as he entered the house. After a few minutes of agonizing, she realised that he had to reveal herself to him, as he might be her only chance of regaining her original height, so she ran from the bedroom, through the hall and out into the living room area.

Jonathan dropped his schoolbag on the ground, near the door, and decided that he needed something to eat, so started to head towards the kitchen. All the time, he was wondering what time he should expect his mum home, as the length of her walks could be from minutes to hours, depending on the size of the problem with which she was grappling.

Meanwhile, from the hallway door, the enormous proportions of her teenaged son overawed Esther. Whereas he was normally only a couple of inches taller than her, he now seemed to tower a massive 30’ or more above her. It actually made her wonder if she REALLY wanted his attention, but then her dire predicament made her drive such fears deep down and began to wave her arms and call out as loud as she could.

Jonathan came out of the kitchen with a sandwich in his hand, and noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked around and saw a very small object moving, and making strange noises, near the hallway door. As he approached it, he noticed that it looked familiar. Firstly, he noticed that it was a humanoid shape that was waving its arms. Then, on closer inspection, he could see that it was his MOTHER, except she was only about 9” or 10” tall!

Esther could see her son look around and notice her presence. As he walked towards her, she could feel the vibrations of his footsteps moving from the floor up into her body. When she felt he was close enough, she called out in her loudest possible voice, “you have to help me Jonathan, somehow the device I made shrunk me, and I can’t reach the control panel in order to reverse it!” Jonathan didn’t say anything, but instead reached out his hand until it encircled Esther’s body. Esther tried to back away, but there was nowhere for her to go, then his hand closed around her waist and lifted her up to his eye level.

Esther felt her stomach drop down into her feet as she was lifted ever higher into the air. At first she struggled but when she realised how high up she was, decided it might be better to remain still. When she finally came to a halt, she looked, with awe, at her son’s now billboard-sized face. Worse still, she couldn’t help but notice the wide grin on his face. “Wow, this is the COOLEST thing ever”, said Jonathan. “I mean, you were shorter than me before, but now you’re just like a doll to me”, he smirked. “That’s very funny, Jonathan”, said Esther, “but now could you please help restore me to my normal height”. “So, where is this machine?” asked Jonathan. Esther pointed towards her bedroom, so Jonathan headed there, with his mom still firmly held in his hand. When he saw the machine, Jonathan was certainly impressed. “Wow mom, you really outdid yourself this time, though I think you might have bitten off more than you can chew on this occasion.” He headed over to the digital display, found the power switch, and turned the machine off. Esther was dismayed as she heard the machine power down, as this meant that all the programming she had done this morning was lost, and she would have to start again, from scratch. “Why did you do that, Jonathan?” pleaded Esther, “now it will take me hours to get back to normal height”. Jonathan just looked at her in a curious way and said, “but mom, I don’t want you to return to normal height...at least, not for now”. These words left Esther feeling cold, but she remained silent as Jonathan continued, “you see mom, I’ve always fantasized about finding you shrunk to doll-size, but I never thought that it would ever, REALLY, happen”, he explained, “now that it HAS happened, though, you can understand that I plan to make the most of it. How the experience is for you really depends on how much resistance you put up”, he said these last words with just a hint of menace. With that, Jonathan carried his helpless, doll-sized mom into his bedroom and then placed her on his chest of drawers, so she couldn’t get away. “Where would I go even if I COULD run away?” thought Esther, glumly. She watched, though, with increasing horror, as Jonathan pulled out his old budgie cage. “Well, mom, I think I’ve found a good place for you to sleep-at least for tonight”. “You have got to be kidding”, said Esther, “you can’t keep me in some old bird cage, like a pet-I’m your mother!!” “For now, ESTHER”, said Jonathan, pointedly, “you are just a doll to me, a pet, and you will stay where I tell you”, “furthermore”, added Jonathan, “if you don’t start behaving, and stop answering back, I will have to punish you...SEVERELY”.

Esther stayed quiet, as Jonathan once again reached out, grabbed her around her waist and lifted her into the air.

“Well”, said Jonathan, “now we’ve found you lodgings, I think it’s time for you to have a bath”.

Esther couldn’t believe what was happening to her. First, she had shrunk to the size of 10” and now the one person who could help her, her son, had decided that she was much better as a doll than a mother. Having humiliated her deeply by insisting that she was to sleep in a birdcage, now Jonathan was going to deepen that humiliation further by forcing Esther to bathe in front of him-her own son.

Jonathan placed little Esther on the sink top, and prepared to fill the sink with warm water. Whilst the sink was filling, Jonathan gently fluffed his mum’s short, red hair. Then, without any prior warning, he placed his thumb and forefinger on the waistband of her full-length skirt, and promptly proceeded to pull them down to her ankles. Realising that any attempt to resist would result in dire punishment, Esther meekly stepped out of the skirt, puddled at her feet. Next, Jonathan quickly grabbed hold of Esther’s halter top and quickly yanked it over her head-leaving her, standing on the bathroom sink, in nothing but her panties. Shocked and alarmed at her sudden, almost total, nudity, Esther quickly tried to cover her perky, B-cup breasts by crossing her arms over them. After Jonathan had finished turning off the taps, he looked around at Esther again and, seeing her covering herself, proceeded to try and pull her arms away from her chest. Esther tried valiantly to resist the almost superhuman pull of her now giant son, but it was the very stern look that Jonathan gave her that finally convinced her that she should drop any further attempt at modesty. Jonathan, meanwhile, was very pleased to see his moms very pretty breasts. He particularly liked the way that her puffy nipples became hardened and erect on contact with the cooler air of the bathroom. He was very glad that her child bearing had not adversely affected her figure and, now that she was so small, he could appreciate her as a woman and not his mom! This new situation made Jonathan wonder if there was really ANY point in helping his mom achieve her former height, or whether it would be easier just to leave her as his own, personal 10” tall Toy.

As Jonathan pondered these matters, he decided that it was time for his little Esther doll to take her bath. Before she knew what was happening, Esther saw Jonathans hand approach her and circle her waist once again. Then she felt her stomach drop into her feet as she was lifted up, close to Jonathan’s face. “Wow, you are the SEXIEST doll I’ve ever seen Esther,” said Jonathan, with a sinister look on his face. Esther winced again at Jonathan’s constant use of her first name. “He is really trying to change the nature of our relationship”, thought Esther, despairingly. She also wondered, with all of the power he now possessed, if Jonathan had ANY intention of returning to the old status quo?

With these thoughts in her mind, Esther found herself dumped, unceremoniously, into the warm water of the washbasin. Jonathan, who seemed to be really enjoying this experience, continued to hold Esther, within the water, as he proceeded to “wet her up”. When he felt she was sufficiently wet, Jonathan grabbed up a bar of soap, in the other hand, and proceeded to rub it up and down Esther’s miniature frame. With Esther all lathered up, Jonathan replaced the soap and, without once releasing Esther, proceeded to wash every inch of her body-paying especial attention to her perky boobs, and her bush. In spite of the fear and humiliation, Esther couldn’t help but find herself aroused by all of the attention she was receiving from her giant son-especially to her nether regions. In fact, as her son rubbed his soapy finger along her clit, Esther found her bucking her hips up against the giant digit. Jonathan couldn’t help but notice Esther’s reaction, as so continued to pay special “attention” to her. As he watched his little toy writhe and buck, though, Jonathan found himself getting VERY horny and, with that, he made up his mind that he did NOT want to return Esther to her normal size-at least not for a VERY long time! After Esther had clearly orgasmed, Jonathan decided to release the soapy water from the sink, and then turned on the tap in order to rinse Esther off. Whilst all of this was going on, Esther was feeling fantastic, and still incredibly AROUSED. Then all thought left her as she felt herself being placed under fast running water. Then, with the soap washed off, Jonathan grabbed up a small cloth and began to dry Esther off. If Esther had held out hope that, now dry, she could get dressed again, she was about to be very disappointed. As soon as Jonathan had put away the cloth, he grasped Esther around her waist once more, and carried her, completely naked, towards his bedroom. As they walked, Jonathan said quite ominously, “now, little one, it’s MY turn for some pleasure.”…

In spite of the intense pleasure that Esther had been feeling, only moments ago, she once again began to dread the new direction that this situation was taking. Although Jonathan was deliberately vague, Esther felt in no doubt as to what her son had in store for her, and it made her feel a little nauseous.

Once Jonathan had returned to his bedroom, he lay down on the bed with his doll-mom still held firmly in his hand. He placed her between his legs, close to his crotch, and then proceeded to unzip his fly. Though Esther wanted to get away, she was gripped quite tightly between her son’s giant thighs. Once again, though, she realized that, even if she could have run, there was both nowhere to run to, and would almost certainly earn her a terrible degree of retribution. Esther could feel the ‘ground’ beneath her shift violently as her giant son struggled to pull his pants down to his upper thighs. Once he had succeeded, he once again grabbed Esther up, and then placed her next to the largest erection she had ever seen. Esther couldn’t help but appreciate the irony that, from her current perspective, even the smallest penis on Earth would still be one of the largest she had ever seen, relatively speaking.

“OK Esther,” said Jonathan, “I’m sure I don’t need to tell you what I want from you so, get started or I’ll punish you-SEVERELY!!” Esther was grossed out by what she was expected to do, but she knew that she had better do as she was told, without protest, if she were to avoid punishment.

She approached Jonathan’s penis, which was almost as large as she was, with great trepidation. She then knelt down and wrapped her arms around it and began to rub her arms up and down the shaft. Jonathan could barely believe what was happening, the feeling of his doll-mom rubbing his penis was SO AROUSING, and he could feel himself getting VERY hard. He decided to help Esther out by placing his hand, gently, around both Esther and his penis, and rubbing up and down.

Esther could feel Jonathan’s giant hand clasping her firmly against his penis, and could feel it moving up and down her back as he tried to ‘help’ her bring him off.

Esther decided to redouble her efforts, and began rubbing even more vigorously, up and down, and regularly kissing and licking the head. As she rubbed herself against Jonathan’s shaft, though, Esther also felt herself coming to a climax. Then, just as she was about to orgasm, she heard Jonathan cry out, and an explosion of Cum hit Esther’s face and upper body.

Esther lay back, completely spent, with the sticky and salty-tasting cum stuck to her chest, neck and face. Although it felt gross, she also felt REALLY invigorated-almost like the best sex she’d EVER had, only with a giant penis instead of a full-sized person!

Jonathan was also quite spent, after what was the most incredible experience he had ever had. He knew, now, that there was NO WAY that he would restore Esther to her normal height, as he much preferred her as his toy than as a mom. He pulled himself up onto his elbows and could see his little Esther-doll, exhausted and covered in his ‘juices’ and he couldn’t help but smile! He gently lifted Esther’s limp body in his hands, pulled up his pants, and carried her back to the bathroom. There, he rinsed her off underneath a gentle stream of warm water, and then dried her off and placed her inside the bird cage. He then looked around his room, found a large piece of thick cloth, and placed it over her sleeping form. “Sleep, my little Esther-doll,” whispered Jonathan, “’cause tomorrow is going to be a NEW day.”

When Esther awoke, the first thing she remembered was the awful dream of the night before. She recalled, in vivid detail, becoming the size of a doll and being used as some kind of sex toy by here own son. When she looked at her surroundings, though, she quickly realized that yesterday was NO DREAM-as she was still lying in the birdcage, and she could also see her giant son, lying on his bed, asleep, with an enormous grin still on his face! “That’s not surprising”, thought Esther, “given what he did with me yesterday. Yet, in spite of here initial reluctance to be treated like a plaything, she had to admit that the ‘sex’ she had last night was better than anything she could ever remember. Yet she also realized that she had a life outside this house, both friends and a job, which she couldn’t just give up on a whim. She noticed Jonathan stirring, then, and saw him look at her behind the bars of the birdcage. When he got out of bed and walked towards her, she couldn’t help but ask: “please, Jonathan, you’ve had your fun-can’t you help me get back to my original height?” Jonathan, though, was now quite adamant-there was NO WAY he wanted to return back to way things were. He much preferred having her at his beck and call, whenever he had the urge to vent his sexual frustrations. Even before he said a word, Esther could tell by the look on his face that he did not intend to help her return to normal, and his words confirmed this suspicion. “No, Esther, I think I much prefer you as my own living toy, and I particularly like being able to use you for my sexual gratification” said Jonathan, with a big grin spreading across his face. “It’s not that I’ll NEVER restore you to full height” said Jonathan, in a half-hearted attempt to sound reassuring, “it’s just that I can’t see it happening in the foreseeable future”. Esther realized that, at this height, she had no choice but to accept Jonathan’s decision-and there was a small part of her that was actually happy about his decision. It was a part of her that felt that life as a sex-toy was a small price to pay for a life free of the hassles of work and bills, and filled with what, to her mind, was fantastic sex. She actually couldn’t help but wonder whether, if she were this size for long enough, she would actually want to return to normal if the choice were offered to her.

With these thoughts running through her head, Esther could see Jonathan reaching his hand into the birdcage to grab her. This time, Esther decided to put up no resistance at all, and actually lifted her arms slightly to give Jonathan easier access to her waist. She felt the strong fingers wrapping firmly around her waist and lower torso, and then that slightly dizzying feeling as she was rapidly lifted out of the cage. Once he had removed Esther from the cage, Jonathan simply said to her “now I think it’s time for both of us to shower and get ready for school.”

Jonathan carried Esther the short distance from his bedroom to the bathroom across the hall. Once there, he placed Esther on the vanity unit, and proceeded to disrobe. Esther was awed at the giant body standing naked before her and, in particular, the very large ‘manhood’ that she could once again see quite clearly. In her heart, Esther knew that no matter what happened in the future, there was no way she could go back to being Jonathan’s mother. After all, the entire dynamic of their relationship had changed in a way, so fundamental, that no simple restoration of height could change back. “Maybe it is BETTER this way” Esther found herself rationalizing. “After all, it could have been worse-I could have been found by Matthew”. Esther shuddered at the thought of being found, at this size, by her former husband. “At least I know that Jonathan would never be deliberately cruel to me” and, with that thought, Esther decided to give no further thought to her ‘former’ life. At least, not until Jonathan brought it up again.

Once out of his PJ’s, Jonathan turned on the shower taps and, once at the right temperature, got under the showerhead. He proceeded to lather soap onto his body and, as soon as he felt sufficiently clean, plucked Esther from her perch, on the vanity, and proceeded to rub her entire body against him. At first, Esther tried to protest but, once he had begun the process, Esther began to feel aroused by the gentle rubbing of her body against his. The tickle of his chest hair against her clit was especially erotic and, when he started rubbing her against his manhood, she couldn’t help but try and grab hold of it with her tiny hands. An attempt which Jonathan both noticed, and encouraged.

After the shower was finished, Jonathan placed Esther, wet and dripping, back on the vanity, then turned off the shower taps and then began to towel himself down. When he felt sufficiently dry, Jonathan came over and began to dry Esther off with a soft, dry washcloth. Esther found that she could DEFINITELY get used to all of this pampering-if nothing else.

After they were both done in the shower, Jonathan grabbed Esther up in his hands once more, and walked with her back to his bedroom. He deposited her gently on top of his chest of drawers. From here, she watched, fascinated, as Jonathan pulled out clothes and began getting dressed-ready for school.

Once Jonathan was dressed, Esther saw him walk out of his bedroom, and could hear him messing around in some other room of the house. Judging from the general direction of the sounds, she guessed it must be her ‘old’ room that he was in.

‘I wonder what he’s up to,’ Esther thought to herself, looking around for something to cover herself up with. There was nothing to help her out on that account, though, and so she just decided to accept her naked state for the time being.

After around 15 minutes, she saw Jonathan return to his bedroom with a large duffel bag in his hand, and a small piece of cloth in his other hand.

“Here you are dolly,” said Jonathan, with a grin on his face “I decided that I couldn’t leave you nude ALL of the time!” With that, he handed the piece of cloth to Esther-who grabbed it gladly!! She wrapped the cloth around her torso, like a makeshift sarong, but noticed glumly that the cloth only barely covered her ass!! “Oh well,” thought Esther “it’s better than being nude!”

Once she was ‘dressed’, Jonathan reached out his hand and wrapped his fingers around her tiny little waist. He then placed her in his bookbag and, picking up both that bags he said, “well Esther, shall we go to school?”



Jonathan knelt behind the bushes that lined his schools car park! It was still only around 8am, and he felt he had to work fast. He pulled from the large duffel bag the components that made up Esther’s invention. He then pulled out a large battery and attached the ‘ray’ to it-causing the digital display to flash into life. Next, Jonathan pulled out the large bundle of notes that Esther had written for the device. He turned to the last few pages, where a huge list of numbers and equations stood, and he began to furiously type them into the digital display! Though, like his mom, Jonathan was a whiz at maths and science, Jonathan still found many of the equations quite daunting! He persevered, nonetheless, as he considered the potential rewards. Finally he had finished his ‘data entry’ and pressed the enter key, causing the digital display to come up with just two words: ‘new size?’ He was about to enter the answer when he heard the sound of a car turning into the car park! ‘Damn, I’ll have to do this later’, he thought, and quickly unplugged the device, and put all of the pieces back into the duffle bag!

All this time, Esther sat in Phillips bookbag, wondering what was going on in the larger world. She was thankful that his bag wasn’t very full but, even half full, she felt the giant books pressing up against her and, at one time, she even felt the blunt end of a pen thrust up into her ‘sweet spot’! Though that hurt at first, she actually came to enjoy that incident! Before she could enjoy it for too long, though, she suddenly felt her entire world shift and shake-and she assumed that the bag was being picked up again!

Jonathan picked up the two bags, and proceeded towards his home-room. All through that day, and all of his lessons, he suffered from a great lack of concentration as he thought about what would happen before days end. Esther, for her part, endured a number of hours of interminable darkness! Then, she suddenly saw a crack open in the ‘roof’ and light poured in to her ‘prison’. The she saw Jonathan’s face framed against the opening-and she could see he was smiling. ‘Hi, Esther-doll, would you like something to eat?’ As if on cue, Esther suddenly realised she was VERY hungry, and nodded. Jonathan’s hand came down into the bag, holding a tiny piece of cracker in his hand, covered in what she guessed was cream cheese! To her, of course, even this tiny piece was quite large, and she had to grip it with two hands. She brought the cracker up to her mouth and took a ‘large’ bite, covering her face in cream cheese! She finished the rest of the cracker with relish, and then saw Jonathan’s hand come down again, this time with a handkerchief in it! The giant hanky wiped gently at her face, removing all traces of the cream cheese. Then, just as sudden, the hand was withdrawn, and the bright crack in the ceiling was sealed up once more-leaving Esther in darkness again.

After recess, Jonathan went back to classes, but still was unable to concentrate on his work! Lunch could not come quickly enough and, when it did, he rushed off to the toilet block. Once there, he shut and blocked the door, then took his bag to the sinks. He opened up the bag again, reached in and wrapped his hand around tiny Esther. Esther felt herself lifted from the bag, and finally got a proper look at her surroundings! She asked ‘why are we in the toilets Jonathan?’ As if in answer, Jonathan used his free hand to turn on the taps. Once the water was running, he then quickly removed the piece of cloth that served as Esther’s clothing. She then felt herself being placed under the running water-causing her to cough and splutter as the ‘waterfall’ came crashing down around her. Then, she felt herself being lowered into water that came up to her waist. She looked up at Jonathan and saw that he was smiling again-though this time it looked as though it was the smile of someone who had a ‘SECRET’! ‘What are you smiling about, Jonathan?’ she asked. ‘Hmmm’, he answered, distractedly. ‘Oh nothing’, he said, evasively, ‘and I think I would prefer it if you called me “sir” or “master” from now on Esther’. Esther realised that this was yet another sign-both of their changed relationship, and that the chances of her being returned to normal were slight! Whilst she was considering these facts, she was suddenly grabbed, again, around the waist by Jonathan’s hand. The other hand then came down and started to rub and massage her body. Again, she felt this attention causing MASSIVE stimulation inside of her, and she realised that she was becoming a bit of a ‘slut’ at this size! Jonathan paid especial attention to Esther’s boobies, enjoying the soft and yielding feeling of them under his fingers. ‘You have such nice boobies, Esther doll’, and Esther just smiled a faraway smile at the compliment.

When Jonathan had finished cleaning Esther, he pulled out the hanky again, and dried her off gently with it. He then wrapped her makeshift sarong around her again, placed her on the sink, and proceeded to release the water. With that finished, he placed Esther back in his bag, zipped it shut, and headed out to grab lunch.

After lunch, Jonathan returned to his classes, growing ever more distracted with each passing hour. Then, after what seemed an eternity to her, she heard the final bell sound, and Jonathan quickly grabbed up his stuff and ran as quick as he could to the teacher’s car park again.

He sat behind the same set of bushes he was behind that very morning, and watched as each car drove away. In hindsight, he was glad he had not had the time to finish his plan this morning, as it might have aroused too many suspicions at that time. He reassembled the device, plugged it in to the portable power supply, and the digital display flashed into life again, showing that question: ‘new size?’ He entered 12” and pressed enter-then pointed the device through the bushes towards the car park area. After around another 30 minutes, his patience was rewarded as he saw his English teacher, Ms Clarke, coming out to her car. Jonathan couldn’t believe his luck when he noticed that Ms. Clarke was the second-to-last person to leave. This was especially lucky given that the last car belonged to Mr. Todd, the Science teacher-who was well known as a ‘night-owl’! Since the first moment he saw her, Jonathan had had a crush on Ms. Clarke (or Tanya, as her work colleagues called her). This was hardly surprising given that she was tall (around 5’8”), with very long legs, a slim waist and lovely c-cup breasts-breasts that she displayed quite proudly with her form-fitting blouses. Better still, she had a lovely, creamy complexion, with lovely freckles, and it was all topped off with a fiery mass of red hair-hair that came down almost to the middle of her back. Better still, she had a very sweet smile, with full lips, and a tiny little nose and bright, hazel eyes. Last of all, she always spoke and walked with effortless grace and charm. He always knew he had to have her, and now he had that chance.

Just as she reached her car, Jonathan pressed the fire button, and a bright flash leapt out from the device towards Ms. Clarke….

Tanya was very glad to be heading home. After almost two hours of grading English papers, the only thing she could think of was getting home and running a nice, hot bath! She walked along the path, to her car, and proceeded to pull out her car-keys. She was just about to unlock the car when she was startled by a sudden, almost blinding, flash! She leapt back from the car-fearing that she was about to be electrocuted-and landed, in a prone position, on the ground.

When her eyes had sufficiently cleared, she looked up and saw her car, standing there, just the same as ever. When she looked around her, though, she found herself in a totally alien world. 'Where the hell is the carpark?' thought Tanya, to herself. She picked herself off the ground, brushed herself off, and proceeded to try and get her bearings. She could see that both she and her car were on some vast, flat plain-but there appeared to be no landmarks to help her figure out where she was-and still no idea of how in the hell she got there! Tanya looked down at the ground, and could see that she was standing on a long white line, extending away from her in either direction. Looking in one of the directions the line went in, Tanya could see that it terminated in some strange 'platform' which came up to around the middle of her chest. She walked over to the platform and lifted herself up above it-and what she saw made her immediately drop back down to the ground. Tanya desperately tried to make sense of of what she had just seen! All of the things she had seen up there were consistent with the car park area, only they seemed to be nearly 6 times larger than they should have been. She then looked back along the white line and it all became suddenly clear to her. This was the line marker for the carpark, and she had somehow shrunk to about 1' tall!!! It was at that moment that a HUUUGGGEEE shadow passed over her and, looking up, she saw the shadow was cast by a giant figure towering above her. This was the final straw for Tanya, as she suddenly felt her consciousness slipping away, and she fell into a swoon.

After Jonathan pressed the button, and the bright flash had dissipated, he looked to see what had become of his English teacher. The first thing he noticed was that where Ms. Clarke and her car had once stood now stood empty space. He looked, instead, at the ground-and saw his now miniature teacher standing next to her toy-sized car. Although he wanted to go straight over and grab her up, Jonathan was mesmerised by Ms. Clarke's reaction to her changed state. He stifled a laugh as he watched her turn, this way and that, as she clearly tried to get her bearings. He then watched as she walked over to the footpath, and lifted herself up over it, in order to see where she was. It was when she dropped back down that Jonathan realised he had best make his move. He walked over to Ms Clarke's position, casting his shadow over her and her car. He saw Ms. Clarke look up at him and, less than a second later, drop to the ground unconscious. He smiled as he picked up Ms. Clarke's limp form, in one hand, and her miniature car in the other. He then carried both of them over to the duffel bag. He placed them both down on the ground, and then proceeded to dismantle the device. He then placed the pieces back inside the duffel bag. He then picked up Ms. Clarke and the car, again, and placed them in the bag on top of the device. He then zipped up the bag, picked it and his book-bag up, and dashed off home-eager to play with his latest acquisition....