Slumber Party

by Sally Reynolds

Hosted here with her permission



This has all happened before. And it will all happen again.

Chapter 1

Susan was brilliant and beautiful. She didn't get too many dates though, because when you're 6' 1" you tend to intimidate men or attract weirdoes. She joined Gamma Delta Phi to get some companionship and maybe meet a decent guy. Susan was always mixing up drinks that nobody ever thought would be good, but they turned out great. She also managed to add some secret ingredient that would almost eliminate hangovers.

She met Jim at a frat bash one night. He was cute, witty, and actually talked to her like a real person, not something out of a sideshow. She wanted him. Bad. Everything seemed like it would be great, but nothing ever really came of it. A few "Hi's" on campus and a few more parties, but nothing more.

Andrea was one of the most popular girls in the sorority. She was certainly one of the prettiest, 5' 8" tall and had even done some modeling for extra cash. She considered herself quite an expert on beauty and was very obsessed with her own. Late one night, when they were all sitting around sipping sherry, Andrea blurted out that she thought Sue was very pretty, but just too tall for most men. Susan disappeared into her room. They still saw her every so often, but Susan always said her chemistry classes were getting harder, and she had to spend more time in the lab. What they didn't know at the time was that she was doing some extracurricular work of a personal nature.

Susan had taken it as her personal crusade to actually shrink herself down to a respectable 5' 6". She spent day and night for the rest of the fall semester working on it. Finally, in the middle of Christmas break, she got it to work. She shrank a mouse by 10%. This was exactly what she needed. But she was still too frightened to try it herself.

Spring semester started and all of the girls were back in the house. Things seemed better with Susan, she was going to parties again, going out, and having a little fun anyway. A small bottle of chemicals sat on her shelf. Then came "Ladies Night Out!" The girls all had a great time, Susan didn't go, she had some important work to do in the lab but her roommate Cheryl did. Cheryl was always fun and a bit of a practical joker. After hitting six or seven bars and hitting on over ten guys, she was at the top of her form. After getting back to the house, she ran upstairs to get those old "Scruples" cards that are always so amusing when everyone was drunk. On the way out, she noticed a small nondescript bottle on Susan's shelf. "Wow, Sue mixed up a new batch!"

Downstairs and several screwdrivers later the party began to wind down, several of the girls were going to bed. Andrea said she was probably going to skip class in the morning because she was expecting a monster hangover. Too bad about that review session for midterms..."Wait a minute," said Cheryl, "I almost forgot about Susan's stuff!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out the unmarked bottle. "Here. Put this in some OJ and you'll feel fine tomorrow."

She poured some juice into a relatively clean glass, and added some of the chemicals. "Maybe we should use it all, there's not very much." She poured the rest of the bottle into the glass and said, "Drink up!" Andrea slammed the whole thing. It tasted a bit metallic, but mostly like orange juice. Her head was still spinning as she headed up the stairs. She'd obviously had way too much to drink, she thought as she climbed the stairs to her room. She began to feel very warm and her breathing was getting quicker. She reached her door and went inside. Whew, she must really be drunk, her favorite Mickey Mouse sweatshirt even felt a little big. Then she realized that she was perfectly sober.

Her heartbeat quickened and she noticed that everything in the room looked bigger. She guessed that she was only about 5 feet tall now and slowly shrinking. Andrea stepped out of her now oversized slippers as she walked to her chair. She was already walking on the cuffs of her once skintight stretch pants. The desk chair was getting noticeably larger, and her pants finally dropped in a pile around her ankles. Her sweatshirt felt like it was quickly becoming as big as her favorite quilt. Andrea raised her hands to pull back her hair and found that her hands had disappeared into the sleeves. She bunched the sleeves up as far as she could. It was getting difficult to keep the shirt on; the neck was nearly as wide as her shoulders.

She climbed onto the seat of the chair. The sensation was incredible, she felt like a little girl again. Even sitting on the edge of the chair her little feet were no where near the floor. She kicked her small legs back and forth and smiled, marveling at the sight of the room growing around her. She stood up on the seat of the chair. As she did her panties slid down her legs to form a silken puddle around her feet. She stepped out of the panties and stooped to retrieve them. Holding them between her hands she was astonished by how big they were. This was one of her skimpiest pair of undies; soon she would be lost in them!

She was so warm! The smaller she got, the hotter she got. She realized that she was becoming very excited. Her sex drive seemed to increase as her size diminished. She was only about three feet tall but she wanted to shrink more. She climbed from the chair onto the desk. Her tent size sweatshirt was becoming unmanageable, it took one hand to keep it up and one to keep from stepping on it. She released her hold on the shirt and allowed it to drop. Andrea was now standing naked on her own desk in the neck hole of a shirt that was piled up almost to her knees.

Andrea began to revel in her new size. She really enjoyed this. Smaller and smaller, hotter and hotter. Everything in the room towered over her. Oh, God. She had to touch herself. It was so hot, but she wanted to shrink more. Two feet.... The sensation of shrinking felt so good.... Better than any sex she'd ever had...more...hotter. Andrea could see herself in her makeup mirror now. She was now a stunning blond doll-girl. She was fascinated by the sight of her miniature self. The image of her own tiny, nude body excited her even more than before. Her tiny hands squeezed her diminutive breasts; small fingers pinched and rolled miniature nipples while other tiny fingers probed her most intimate depths. Andrea's doll body was now glistening with sweat; her face was pink with the flush of lust. She was moaning loudly and gasping for breath, her hips thrust and ground with a will of their own. Andrea felt her knees grow weak and her small body began to shake uncontrollably as her orgasm approached. She felt so close to her climax. It felt so good! She could feel herself about to cum....She was just over a foot tall as the sensation erupted inside her doll sized body, but she didn't care. It felt so good. She saw colors, shapes, and felt waves of intense heat wash over her. Her entire body tingled from a thousand electric shocks. Oh, it felt so good, wave after wave pounded through her tiny body like an ocean of lust. Eventually the ecstasy abated. She guessed that she was now just under a foot tall, the shrinking had finally come to a halt.

Exhausted by the powerful climax the now toy size Andrea collapsed into the folds of her sweatshirt. With her last bit of remaining strength she crawled into one of the sleeves, leaving only her small head and shoulders exposed and drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

Chapter 2

By three AM Sue was just too exhausted to continue. She had successfully reduced five more mice but she was still concerned about the side effects. All of the mice behaved very strangely, as if they wherein some sort of sexual frenzy. This side effect would have to be eliminated before she could risk shrinking herself. Most of the girls in the house had already crashed as she slipped in. Andrea's light was still on and her stereo was playing. Just like her to make it hard for everyone else to sleep. Sue crept quietly into her room, undressed and slipped into bed. She was fast asleep within minutes.

Cheryl woke earlier than usual. It was 6:40 and Andrea was still playing the same stupid album. She got up, pulled on a tee shirt and went to Andrea's room. There was no answer when she knocked so she figured Andrea was passed out inside. Cheryl entered the room cautiously not knowing what to expect. She relaxed considerably when she realized that she wasn't going to walk in on Andrea and her boyfriend du-jour. Andrea didn't even seem to be there at all. Some of her clothes were scattered around but her bed didn't look like it had been slept in. That seemed odd, she had seen Andrea go upstairs and hadn't seen or heard her leave the house.

A loud noise had awakened Andrea from a delicious erotic dream.

She was about to chew out the noisy bitch who had disturbed her when she froze, completely dumbfounded. She must still be dreaming. She couldn't possibly have been sleeping on her desk in the sleeve of her own sweatshirt! As she saw the door start to open she panicked and ducked down into the sleeve. Slowly she began to remember the night before. It hadn't been some strange dream. She really had shrunk down to the size of a little doll! Andrea's heart raced as she slowly crawled through the sleeve toward the body of the shirt. Now she could hear Cheryl's voice calling softly through the open door. Cheryl! She's the one who gave her that hangover potion! This was all her fault! Cowering inside her shirt and peeking from under the neck she saw Cheryl cautiously step into the room. She looked huge! Even from the desk top Cheryl seemed as tall as a house.

Cheryl walked over to Andrea's dresser and switched off the stereo.

She noticed some of Andrea's jewelry on the dresser. Andrea always had such nice stuff, jewelry, clothes, and lingerie. It certainly wouldn't hurt to just take a peek at some of those undies. Cheryl slid Andrea's underwear drawer open and began to exam her sexy, slinky under things. This invasion of her space was too much for little Andrea to bear. She suddenly forgot her situation and shouted, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?!!!" She immediately regretted it as Cheryl straightened and turned to face her.

At first Cheryl didn't see Andrea and couldn't figure out where she was. Then she saw something small and pink move on the desk. To Cheryl it looked like a naked Barbie doll had suddenly ducked into the shirt laying on the desk. As she approached the desk she could see that something was definitely moving around under the shirt. She paused for a moment and when the shirt had stopped moving reached down and put her hand on the lump. As she touched the small mound it squealed and began to move again. Cheryl scooped up the little creature inside the shirt and lifted them level with her face. The thing in the shirt was really starting to squeak and thrash as Cheryl carefully unwrapped the sweatshirt.

Cheryl wasn't quite sure what to expect as she pulled away the last fold of material. The little creature didn't move or feel like an animal and it's high pitched squealing almost sounded like words through the heavy cloth of the shirt. When she finally saw what was in her hand she was so startled she nearly dropped it. Or rather, her. She could now see that what she was holding was a tiny, nude, woman, just about a foot high. The little face was turned away and hidden by the shoulder length blond hair, still the tiny figure did look very familiar. With her free hand Cheryl reached out and gently touched the shining golden hair of the doll sized damsel.

Until this time Andrea had been cowering almost motionless with fright as she felt herself being lifted, hoping that if she didn't look at the giantess she might go away. This had to be some sort of a weird nightmare. She couldn't possibly be so small. The idea of being tiny, naked and trapped by Cheryl was just too much to accept. The touch of the huge finger on her hair startled her into action. She slapped the finger away and turned her face to the Giant Cheryl.

"Andrea! Is that really you?!!! Wow! Like, welcome to Munchkin Land!" Cheryl nearly deafened poor little Andrea in her amazement.

"What the fuck did you do to me, Cheryl!" Andrea shouted back. "There is no fucking way you're going to get away with this!" she continued.

What do you mean "˜Did I do?' you're the one who's gone in for this Micro Chic Look, short stuff!

Andrea finally lost it completely. "It had the be that hangover shit you gave me. You and your fucking goon of a roommate turned me into a god damn pygmy! I swear Cheryl I'll get even with you for this if it's the last thing I do."

By this time Cheryl had taken all she was going to take from this stuck up little bitch. Suddenly she reversed her grip on Andrea and turned the tiny coed upside down. Holding Andrea firmly around the waist with her left hand Cheryl began to methodically spank Andrea's diminutive ass with two fingers of her right hand. Little Andrea kicked and screamed futilely as Cheryl calmly continued to swat her tiny prisoner's, defenseless bottom. After about two dozen slaps her cheeks were beginning to glow bright pink and Andrea was crying and pleading for Cheryl to stop.

Finally Cheryl paused for a moment to admire her handiwork. Damn!

This was fun! She'd wanted to give this arrogant bitch a spanking since the day they met and now to have her tiny and helpless like this was a dream come true. Andrea moaned softly as Cheryl absentmindedly smoothed her fingertips over the Andrea's superbly rounded little butt. The miniature girl's ass cheeks where impossibly soft and smooth, like a tiny down pillow covered with fine silk. Cheryl marveled at the resiliency and the tiny heat of this living doll's bottom as she continued to pinch, caress and fondle it. Finally she could resist the urge no longer. She leaned forward and planted a long lingering kiss on Andrea's freshly spanked little butt.

To add to the sting of the spanking and the humiliation of her situation Andrea could feel the heat from her smarting buttocks spreading to her groin. A good spanking had always made her horny but why did it have to happen even now! She wouldn't be able to bear it if Cheryl discovered she was getting turned on by her situation. Andrea squeezed her thighs and tiny cheeks together as she felt Cheryl's breath on her naked bottom. To her horror she was unable to suppress the moan that escaped her as Cheryl pressed her huge, soft, lips to her aching derriere.

Cheryl heard Andrea's moan like a distant sigh. She also detected a familiar aroma, the scene of a young woman's arousal. As she leaned back she regarded her small captive. Andrea was holding her legs tightly closed but bent over as she was this did very little to hide her tiny charms from Cheryl's gaze. Cheryl separated Andrea's cheeks with the tip of her index finger and stoked the little slit and the miniscule pink pucker of Andrea's anus. Yes, there was no mistaking it. Andrea was obviously quite wet and very excited. Cheryl grinned a broad, mischievous grin. It seemed like things were just getting better and better.

Shifting her hold once again, Cheryl turned Andrea to face her.

Her left hand was now wrapped around Andrea's torso with her arms pinned behind her back. Her thumb and forefinger gently pressing the firm little breasts. Cheryl felt Andrea's small body shudder as her right index finger effortlessly slipped between Andrea's thighs and came to rest against her tiny labia. The miniature girl's face was flushed, her breathing deep and rapid. As Cheryl began to slowly slid her finger back and forth between Andrea's thighs she started to speak to the tiny coed in the same sort of soft, measured tone one would use to comfort a punished child.

"There, there, Andrea. Little girls mustn't lose their temper. You know, you and I should be friends. I don't know how you got like this but for the time being you should just think of me as your big sister. Just like when we pledge new girls to the house. For the time being you'll be my little sister...yes, my very own little sister." she giggled. As she spoke Cheryl was slowly drawing her finger back and forth between Andrea's legs.

For her part tiny Andrea was fighting a losing battle to maintain her composure. The complete helplessness of her situation combined with the after effects of the drug to produce a colossal sexual yearning inside Andrea's diminutive body. She could feel that the torrent of her own juices completely covered the huge finger that slid effortlessly against her groin. Her own body was betraying her. She was becoming uncontrollably aroused as the grinning giantess continued to massage her defenseless cunt. A powerful torrent of sexual energy was raging inside her small form. Andrea fought desperately to stave off the climax that she knew was inevitable. She stubbornly refused to let the giant bitch treat her like a sexual plaything.

Cheryl watched in fascination as Andrea squirmed against her fingers. The feeling of complete control over the tiny girl was the most erotic sensation she had ever felt. It was such a rush. Arrogant, stuck up, self-obsessed Andrea was now just a helpless little doll girl. Cheryl could see that Andrea was gasping for breath, the miniature girl's lips now formed a perfect little "˜o', her head was thrown back and slowly tossed from side to side. Cheryl marveled at how wet Andrea had become, her juices not only cover the insides of her thighs but also the bottom of her ass and Cheryl's finger as well. There was no mistaking the tiny hard little nub of Andrea's clit or the shivers that brushing it sent through her.

"You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" whispered Cheryl.

"No! I don't like this at all! Please put me down." Andrea answered breathlessly.

"Do you really expect me to believe that? Just feel at how wet you are. I think if I keep this up for a while you'll be begging me to let you come."

Cheryl continued to gently caress Andrea's tiny love button with her fingertip. She could see and feel the tremors running through the tiny body. She marveled at the way the slim thighs trembled involuntarily and squeezed her finger. The little nipples, not much larger than the head of a pin where clearly erect and begging for attention. Andrea's little doll's feet made slow circles, the tiny little toes curling and uncurling as her climax drew nearer.

"Well puppet, I know you're certainly making me horny." Cheryl said as she slowly eased herself down onto the bed.

Now Cheryl brought Andrea close to her mouth and shifted her right hand to her own drenched slit As her fingers caressed the folds of her cunt and danced over her clit she extended her tongue and began to slowly lick Andrea's trembling body. Her probing tongue felt and tasted the almost supernatural lust in the pint sized girl's body. At last Andrea's climax exploded through her like a lightning strike. The tiny young woman let out a high, piercing shriek as her body shook with impossibly powerful force. This final stimulus was all Cheryl needed to trigger her own orgasm. As her climax raked her body she arched her back and ground her pelvis against her thrusting fingers. Her last conscious act was to open her left hand and allow tiny Andrea to fall forward against her face rather than risk crushing her.

As Andrea fell forward toward the gigantic face she instinctively grabbed Cheryl's nose with both hands. For a few seconds she rode Cheryl's huge tongue like a jockey. The roar of the giantess's climactic moans was deafening. Andrea's own orgasm was far from subsiding when she lost her balance and slipped from her precarious perch on the giant girl's mouth. Landing on the soft comforter Andrea was able to roll to a safe distance for Cheryl's trashing head before another series of powerful tremors surged through her small form and forced her into fetal ball, quivering in the shadow of Cheryl's vastly larger but no more intense orgasm.

Just as the night before the ferocity of Andrea's climax did not subside until it had drained the last of her strength. The last thing she saw before slipping into unconsciousness was Cheryl's huge face, now turned to the side, regarding her as the colossal coed abandoned herself to her on equally enormous lustful crescendo.

Chapter 3

Slowly Andrea fought her way back to consciousness. The powerful orgasm had all but drained her small body. As her head cleared she sat upright and made a thorough appraisal of her situation. Well, there was no denying it. She was little. The bed stretched out beneath her as big as a basketball court and Cheryl was laying nearby like a thirty-foot giantess. Everything was just so big! Quietly she began to ease away from the giant girl sprawled on the bed. She had to find a way down from the bed and she had to get help.

Cautiously Andrea crawled to the edge of the bed on all fours.

Peering over the edge she estimated the drop to be about ten feet. Just getting down from her own bed was going to be like climbing from a second story window. She was still pondering the safest way to decent when Cheryl gave a sudden sigh and stretched. The thought of the giantess awakening galvanized her into action. Seizing a wrinkle of the comforter in both hands Andrea swung her doll-tiny body over the edge of the bed and slid toward the floor. Halfway down she lost her grip on the slippery fabric and fell. It really wasn't a long drop, even at her reduced size; just enough that upon landing she lost her balance and landed squarely on her still tender little butt. The shock of the rough carpet hitting her aching posterior brought her to her feet with an involuntary little squeal of pain and surprise. Rubbing the cheeks of her abused bottom with both hands Andrea darted under the bed.

Andrea waited silently under the bed, listening for signs that Cheryl was waking. After a minute she decided it was safe to come out. If she could just get through the door she could get one of the other girls to help her. Anything had to be better than whatever fate Cheryl had in mind for her. As she peered from around a corner of the bed spread Andrea determined that Cheryl was still out. Summoning her courage the diminutive girl dashed from the bed to the door. Just as her hopes peaked they were shattered. The door was closed tight and the doorknob was more than twice her height from the floor. She could never reach it and probably couldn't move the door if she could. She could reach an arm through the gap under the door but would never be able to squeeze her self through the small space.

Disappointed and dismayed Andrea surveyed the room and racked her brain for more options. Cheryl was still stretched out across the bed but would probably wake up soon. The chair stood in front of her desk and it looked like it might be a manageable climb. If she could get to the desktop she might be able to climb to the window. It was closed but she might at least be able to get someone's attention. She pondered this for a moment. How would someone react to the sight of a teeny, tiny nude woman in a second story window of the sorority. They'd probably write it off as an elaborate prank and ignore it. The image of herself as the little nude in the window made Andrea rather self-conscious about her nakedness. She had to find something to wear. It was bad enough to be small enough to fit comfortably into shoebox but to be totally nude as well was just too disarming, too vulnerable.

Andrea's attention now shifted to her bathroom. The door was open and though there was no other way out of there at least she might be able to ease her bursting bladder and solve some of her other problems. Cautiously the miniature coed tiptoed across the floor toward the bath, pausing just a moment to look over her shoulder at the sleeping giantess. As she entered the bathroom the chill of the tile floor on her bare feet combined with the eeriness of this familiar place now grown to colossal proportions sent a shiver down her spine. A roll of toilet paper wrestled into position beside the toilet provided enough of a boost that she was able to clamber onto the seat. After a few moments and one feat of considerable courage and balance, her immediate needs were seen to. From the toilet it was relatively easy to climb onto the vanity. The leaky faucet in the sink provided enough cold water to wash and refresh her.

She was pondering her next move when a bottle of skin lotion with a pump dispenser caught her eye. By leaning on the top with all her weight she was able to dispense enough lotion to ease some of the pain still lingered in her tiny, red, ass cheeks. As she smoothed the soothing lotion onto the burning skin of her little behind she regarded herself in the mirror. She almost giggled at this picture of herself, a wee little, doll woman, pouting and rubbing her bottom after a spanking. Thinking of the spanking made her remember the pleasure that it had obviously given Cheryl. The bitch! Someday the tables would be turned, Andrea assured herself. For now she still had the problems of some clothing and her escape to solve.

A facial tissue wrapped around like a bath towel was the best she could manage for clothing at the moment. It wasn't much but with a bit of dental floss to help hold it together at the top and to gather it at the waist and it was better than nothing at all. Andrea was beginning to feel more confident about herself. Sure she was tiny but she wasn't going to let that stop her. She still had her wits and enough athletic ability to tackle almost any obstacle. Just as she was beginning to feel a little cocky the sound of Cheryl stirring in the bedroom brought her back to reality. Quickly she dashed to the edge and slid hand over hand down the cord of the hair dryer to the floor.

Cheryl was surprised not to see Andrea when she awoke. Had she imagined all that? Surely not, here she was in Andrea's room. Her little dolly must be hiding somewhere. Taking care not to step on anything that might conceal her tiny query she began to methodically search the room. Not under the coverlet, not under the bed or the desk. Not behind the waste paper basket or under the dresser, not behind the bookcase....

Andrea could see that Cheryl would eventually get to the bathroom and that there was no chance of staying hidden in there for long. Her one chance was to slip past Cheryl while her attention was focused somewhere else and hide somewhere that Cheryl had already searched. The tiny young woman watched from behind the half open door of the bathroom and waited. Her little heart pounded as she waited for just the right moment. At last Cheryl was crouching in front of the closet sorting through Andrea's considerable collection of shoes. The giant girl was completely absorbed by her search and the bewildering array of foot wear before her. Now, there would never be a better opportunity. Andrea slipped from behind the door and quickly zigzagged across the room from one piece of cover to the next.

At last she reached the bed. Cheryl had already checked under it. If she didn't check again Andrea would be safe there. After awhile she would figure Andrea had escaped from the room and she'd leave. Then Andrea could figure out how to get help. It wasn't a bad plan and might have worked if not for the spider. Now, Andrea was never especially afraid of spiders and this particular spider wasn't a dangerous variety even at her size. Still the sudden appearance of an arachnid as big as your hand is enough to make most people a bit jumpy. In any case it was more than little Andrea was prepared to deal with and with loud shriek she darted into the middle of the room. Too late she realized that Cheryl was now not only sure where she was but was also within grabbing range.

As Cheryl turned to scoop Andrea up the panicky half-pint managed to duck under the big girl's hand and sprint toward the chair. Andrea's heart pounded in her chest as the smiling titaness calmly walked across the room and squatted a few feet away.

"It's okay sweetie. Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you.", Cheryl coaxed as she edged ever closer.

"You just stay away from me!", shouted Andrea as she dashed from the cover of the chair to a corner under the desk.

"Why?", said Cheryl chuckling. "What are you going to do if I do? Kick my ass?"

With that she plucked the cowering Andrea from the corner and ended her escape attempt. It was really cute the way the way this miniature campus queen kicked and flailed her arms. She certainly had a lot of spirit. She'd even managed to find something to wear.

"Nice threads Shortstuff. Do you think they have this in my size?", she said fingering Andrea's make shift garment.

"You weren't trying to run away were you?", she continued. "That would be very naughty and I'm sure you don't want another spanking so soon."

"No! Please, not that!" chirped Andrea, "I'll be good, I promise."

She immediately ceased her struggling and grew quiet.

"Mmmmm, that's much better. Still I can see we're going to need someplace for you to stay.", as she spoke she emptied Andrea's makeup case onto the dresser and dropped the little coed inside.

"Sorry about the accommodations Baby Doll but they're only temporary, while I arrange something more comfortable."

With that Cheryl closed and latched the case and strolled back to her room. As she walked she smiled to herself and began to quietly whistle "It's A Small World After All".

Slumber Party Chapter 4

Sue didn't wake up until after 9. As she rose she stretched some of the kinks out and noticed that Cheryl was already gone. Slipping into a bathrobe she grabbed a towel and staggered off toward the shower. When she returned she found that Cheryl had returned and was looking unusually cheerful for a Saturday morning. In fact she seemed almost giddy.

"What's gotten into you?" asked Susan "New boyfriend?"

No, nothing like that. I'm just having a really good day so far. What about you? You were out pretty late last night. Are things finally starting to work out with that guy you've been chasing?"

"Oh I wish. I've just been really busy working in the lab. By the way, what happened to that little bottle that was on the shelf? "

"Um...I, ah, bumped into the shelf last night while I was, ah, struggling into some really tight jeans and the bottle fell off the shelf and broke. I'm really sorry. Was it important? Can you make any more?"

"Jeez, you're such a klutz. Don't worry about it, I have more."

"Yes!!!" Cheryl struggled to hide her excitement. All she had to do was find where Sue was keeping the stuff and she could shrink anybody she wanted! As she watched Sue getting dressed she wondered just how her tall roommate would look if she were scaled down a bit.

"Do you want to go get something for breakfast?" asked Sue once she'd finished dressing.

"Actually, I already ate this morning." smiled Cheryl.

"Okay, well I guess I'll see you later then. I'll be spending the day in the lab."

Sue shrugged as she turned and started downstairs. Cheryl sat patiently until she was sure Sue was gone. Then she darted across the room to the aluminum briefcase that Sue carried her chemistry work in.

Shit! It was locked. Frantic with excitement and frustration Cheryl scanned the room. Eureka! Sue had left her keys on the dresser. Cheryl's hand shook almost uncontrollably as she opened the case. Swell, it was full of bottles and none of them marked "Shrinking Potion". Okay, that would have been too much to ask. At last Cheryl stopped a large blue bottle with a rather small white label which simply said 'Drink Me'. Something told Cheryl this had to be the one. Quickly she poured about a quarter of the thick, milky liquid into eight tiny bottles, put everything into its original place and closed the case.

With Andrea safely tucked away in her makeup case on the closet shelf, several more portions of the formula secured and Sue away at the lab she could really get down to some serious fun. She had found over two hundred dollars in Andrea's dresser and had hastily put together a shopping list including a large bird cage, fine fabric and a trip to Amy's Every Little Thing Shop. She thought a bit about Amy's and decided it just might be worth bringing little Andrea along.

First she'd need to make sure that Andrea stayed quite. Sue might be back from breakfast any minute so she decided to move the operation back to Andrea's room. Cheryl could hear her high pitched shouting inside the case as soon as she took it from the closet.

Cheryl hurried down the hall and slipped into Andrea's room. Placing the case on the desk she headed for the bathroom, switching the stereo on as she went. After gathering the dental floss, scissors and some sports tape she returned to the desk to tend to Andrea. Realizing that preparation was the key to success she cut two lengths of dental floss about two feet long and tied a simple lasso at one end of each. Mean while little Andrea had been doing some preparations of her own. As soon as Cheryl opened the case Andrea made a break for freedom. Cheryl wasn't ready for this and missed the mini beauty as she vaulted over the side of the makeup case.

Andrea's heroic leap and headlong dash were very nearly a costly mistake. As it was she was barely able to stop before plunging headlong off the edge of the desk. Quickly she turned and danced away from Cheryl; just managing to avoid the huge hand that snatched at her. Once again Andrea found herself cornered against the wall at the back of the desk. This time Andrea waited until the last possible instant before flinging herself to the side. She was quick enough to evade capture but not fast enough to avoid Cheryl's grasping fingers entirely. As the small girl slipped aside Cheryl managed to snare the back of Andrea's tissue paper wrap, tearing away the string holding the top and ripping away the back from shoulder to pert, dimpled bottom.

Cheryl paused for a moment to regard the pocketsize blond scrambling around on the desk. Andrea had nearly lost the rest of her fragile draperies as she clambered on all fours over a large stack of books. At present she was cowering behind the makeup case, clutching the top of her tattered tissue paper wrap to her chest with one hand while attempting to hold the back closed with the other. All the while she was searching wildly for an escape route. Cheryl calmly picked up a pair of discarded panties that had been on laying on the chair. "What's the matter Andrea? Having wardrobe problems? Try these for size!" With that she pulled the makeup case aside and flung the panties straight at the startled half-pint. The panties caught Andrea full in the face and completely off guard.

As the undersize beauty wrestled with her oversized undergarment Cheryl simply lifted both the small, struggling coed and her silken captor from the desk. "Poor little Andrea. You can't even handle your own underwear anymore!" teased Cheryl plucking the troublesome panty from the squirming doll-girl. "Just where were you going to run to? Don't you want to go shopping? You like shopping don't you? Of course you do and today we're going to buy you a whole new wardrobe. Now that we've ruined that lovely Kleenex original!"

"Put me down, you maniac! You're completely crazy! ", Andrea had lost the rest of her paper sarong during her battle with the panties and found herself once again completely naked and squirming in the palm of Cheryl's hand.

Well, I might be crazy but if I am I'm enjoying the hell out of it. Now hold still.

With that Cheryl stood Andrea on the desk and held her arms together over her head between the thumb and forefinger of her left hand. Then she slipped one of the dental floss lassos over the tiny girl's wrists and wound the remaining thread around until her arms were securely bound at the wrists. Andrea struggled as best she could as Cheryl lay her on the desk and tied her ankles in a similar fashion. A few inches of floss joining the ankles and wrists now prevented Andrea from raising her hands past her chest. The miniature maiden was now a diminutive damsel in a state of distress and undress.

After a moments pause to admire her handiwork, Cheryl picked up the miniature miss in her left hand. With Andrea's knees and elbows resting in her palm Cheryl raised Andrea's bare bottom level with her own face. "You really shouldn't have tried to escape, that was very naughty!" scolded Cheryl as she drew back her other hand menacingly.

"No! No! Please Don't..." pleaded Andrea.

Smack! Aaaoooowwwwwww!!!

"Now count for me," added Cheryl calming.

Andrea was forced to count each blow as Cheryl methodically administered her second bare bottom spanking of the day. All the while Cheryl quietly chided Andrea for being so careless and headstrong. The Big world was no place for a Little girl to be running around on her own. Cheryl was only doing what was best for her after all and this spanking, just like the other one was for her own good. After two dozen sharp swats on her tiny tush Andrea was sobbing freely and would have promised to do anything to escape the stinging pain and humiliation. At last Cheryl took pity on her small sister and relented. After drying Andrea's tears with the remains of her Kleenex garment she tried to smooth away some of the pain of Andrea's scarlet bum with a gentle finger tip massage. At last a strip of sports tape across her mouth brought Andrea's sobbing to an end.

"God! Andrea, you look really sexy, you know". Cheryl began to poke and fondle the defenseless minikin. Andrea was unable to do anything but squirm a little and try to shout through the tape.

After a minute Cheryl decided it was time to get moving. Since Andrea looked a bit chilly laying there stark naked on a note pad she decided to make the makeup case a little more comfortable. Cheryl fetched a couple of pretty, silk scarves from the dresser and folded them a couple of times each. After placing them in the bottom of the case she turned back a corner of the top layer and tucked little Andrea into her soft, silken nest. Closing the case once again Cheryl headed out on their shopping expedition.

The pet shop would be the first stop, Andrea had decided to stay in the car. Cheryl picked up a large, wire animal cage with a solid floor and two smaller decorative brass birdcages complete with swinging perches. A few small odds and ends for taking care of small animals rounded out this stop. Next a quick trip to the hardware store for a few hooks and such and a trendy gift shop for some novelty items. At last it was time for highlight of the trip. Amy's Every Little Thing was the most amazing doll and doll house shop in the region.

Amy was a beautiful, brunette, about 5' 6" tall with a figure that always got a second look. If you wanted miniatures Amy had it or Amy could get it. Much of her inventory she made herself by hand. Her talent for exquisite doll clothes and furniture had won awards nation wide. Cheryl's heart was racing as she carried the case containing teensy Andrea into the shop. Cheryl and Amy exchanged greetings and Cheryl pretended to be to be very interested in some of the stock while Amy waited on

a couple of customers. Once she was sure the store was empty Cheryl walked up to the counter.

"What brings you in on here such a pretty day?" asked Amy.

I have something you've just got to see. Can you close for lunch?

Sure, it's a little slow today anyway.

Amy closed the door and switched her sign to give them an hour. "So, what's this big secret?" she smiled. "It's actually a very little secret and one you'll be very interested in.", answered Cheryl, "Can we go into the back room?"

"Sure", Amy responded.

Amy's back room was where she kept the things for some of her 'special' customers. Not the sort of items you'd find in any little girl's dollhouse. Amy had made a killing by catering to a select clientele who wanted special order clothing and accessories for dolls of a more adult nature. She had every conceivable sort of special costume and implement you could imagine. It was a complete high-class lingerie and sex shop in miniature. Cheryl put the makeup case on top of a glass counter filled with tiny replicas of the various toys and accessories currently in fashion with the B

D crowd.

"All right, now what is it that I just have to see?" Amy asked.

With that Cheryl opened the case, cradled Andrea in her hands and gently lay the stunning little blond, bound and gagged on a black velvet display cloth. The flat black surface created a wonderful contrast to her pool of golden blond hair and Andrea's creamy skin. Andrea continued to struggle as the new giantess stared down at her, struck dumb by surprise and disbelief.

After half a minute Amy was able to find her voice. "Holy fucking shit!!! She's alive! Where did you find her?"

Amy, meet Andrea, Andrea this is Amy. Andrea is one of my sorority sisters. My roommate made some sort of reducing formula and I gave it to Andrea thinking it was a hangover cure.

"I still can't believe it, she's just so cute!" exclaimed Amy leaning closer to the tiny coed on her counter.

Yeah, she's done some modeling. So far she's been very troublesome and tried to escape a couple times already.

"Well, we have everything we need to discourage naughtiness in a girl her size." With that Amy produced a miniature, black leather paddle and tapped it lightly on Andrea's tiny, unprotected bottom. Immediately Andrea began to shake her head vigorously from side to side and tried to roll onto her back. "There, there... that's okay sweetie, as long as we understand one another."

With that Amy gathered up the diminutive blond beauty and released the tie joining her wrists and ankles. For the first time in over an hour Andrea was able to straighten out. A moment later she found herself completely stretched as Amy dangled her by her wrists and began to slowly examine the miniature girl in detail. Andrea squirmed and twisted to no avail as the giantess fondled her breasts and pinched her still sore behind. "Isn't she precious!" exclaimed Amy. "Look at these cute little boobies! They're just so sweet and this dainty little bush trimmed so close and neat."

Andrea was completely mortified but also utterly helpless to do anything about her situation. At last she decided there was nothing she could do now except bear it. This attitude seemed to help until Amy ran an experimental fingernail across Andrea's ribs from armpit to waist. Immediately the little beauty convulsed in the huge hand that held her.

For the next few minutes Amy amused herself by tickling the defenseless Lilliputian almost to the point of tears. Finally tiring of the game Amy finished untying the exhausted Andrea and set her on the counter.

A few minutes later Andrea had removed the tape from her mouth and was sitting on the velvet rubbing the circulation back into her wrists and ankles. "That's better, isn't it dear?" said Amy smiling down at her.

"Yes, thank you." answered Andrea sullenly.

"So." said Amy turning to Cheryl, "Where do we go from here? You said your room mate made the stuff that did this?"

Yeah, Sue made it. I think she's thinking about using it on herself, only not so much of course. She's kinda tall. I can get more if you're interested I thought we might be able to swap a couple doses of the potion for some clothes, furniture and other accessories.

"I think we've got a deal. What would you like?" said Amy.

Well, I thought I'd like a couple of those teeny little thong bikinis over there and some of the baby doll nighties, two of the little off the shoulder French Maid outfits and maybe a few of these little kinky things, boots, high heels and such. That little strap on there, some shackles and a few pieces of special furniture would be great. That should really do it. I know this stuff is really expensive, is that okay?

"Sure, but you have to promise to let me watch or at least take some pictures." said Amy. "It might also be a good idea to see if the clothes fit. Have you taken Andrea's measurements?"

"No, I haven't but that's probably a really good idea. I'm sure Andrea doesn't mind. Do you?" said Cheryl turning to Andrea.

Andrea looked up at the mention of her name and immediately shook her head. While Amy and Cheryl had been talking she had started to wander about the counter and examine Amy's unique merchandise. At the moment she was inspecting one of the French Maid outfits Cheryl had mentioned. At the moment it was being worn by a brunette Barbie who would have been just a few inches taller than Andrea was if she were her regular height. The case below her held a bewildering array of whips, paddles, cuffs, harnesses, and dildos in a variety of shapes and sizes. She was gradually getting used to her smallness but was now facing a strange combination of items on both a normal and gigantic scale at the same time. Completely absorbed by this strange environment she was a little startled when the giant Amy placed a book on the counter beside her and asked her to step up onto it. Not wanting to find out if any of these dungeon accessories worked Andrea quickly complied.

That's a good girl. Just a little closer to the edge, Sweetie. That's fine.

Amy stretched a tape measure from the book to the top of Andrea's head. Andrea's heart sank as she saw Amy record her height at 11 1/3 inches. The large fingers seemed to brush her breasts and bottom more than accidentally as Amy measured her bust, waist and hips.

"Very nice. Six, four, six.", you have quite a nice little figure there, Andrea.

"Oh, thanks." said Andrea. Suddenly feeling very self conscious about being the only one in the room who was tiny and the only one who was naked Andrea blushed fiercely and tried to cover her breasts and bush as best she could with her hands.

"It's okay, Honey. We're all girls here." giggled Amy. "Here, why don't you try this on?" With that she offered Andrea a tiny, yellow thong bikini draped across a fingertip.

Andrea took the suit and hurriedly slipped it on. 'Tiny' would have described the suit on any scale. It was nothing but three small triangles of cloth and some string to join them.

"There, are you more comfortable now? You look absolutely smashing in that suit.", said Amy leaning close to the pint-size bathing beauty for a better look.

"Thank you. It feels good to at least have on real cloths again.", said Andrea.

Amy straightened and turned toward Cheryl, "The maids outfits will need a few alterations. They weren't made for a real woman's figure. I can have them ready in a few days. If you like you can take the rest of the stuff now."

"That'll be fine.", said Cheryl. "Andrea, if you promise to keep quite in the case I won't tie you and you can wear the suit home, agreed?"

"Okay", nodded Andrea. This didn't seem like a good time to press her luck.

With that Cheryl put Andrea back in the makeup case and handed Amy two small bottles of the potion. "She took one of these in a glass of orange juice last night. This morning when I found her she was this size. I don't have any idea how long it lasts but I think I'm going to have some fun with some of the other girls this afternoon. Right now, I better get going and let you reopen the shop."

"Hey, my pleasure. Let me know how things go with the other girls. I'll see to you in a couple days."

"Okay", said Cheryl. "Maybe you can stop by tomorrow and see if Andrea has any new little playmates."

"Oh, that would be wonderful!", answered Amy excitedly.

As Cheryl started to pick up the case Amy stopped her and opened the case. "Bye, bye Andrea it was nice meeting you. I'll try to come visit you soon.", she said waving to the tiny coed within. Andrea gave a nervous smile and waved back. Cheryl closed the lid and walked to the front of the shop with her tiny girlfriend in one hand and a bag full of booty in the other. Amy walked out with her then waved and blew her a kiss as Cheryl drove back to the house.

Chapter 5

Sue was deep in thought as she walked across campus to the chemistry lab. She was so close to the answer. It was maddening to have it keep just out of reach by the strange side effect exhibited by the mice. She was so preoccupied racking her brain for a solution that she didn't even notice Jim until she heard him call her name. The sudden shock caused her to come up short and scatter most of her notes all over the walkway.

"Sorry, Sue. I didn't mean to startle you like that." he said helping her gather the papers as they danced in the light spring breeze. "Oh, it's okay really. I was just miles away." stammered Sue as she quickly snatched the papers that he had collected for her. "I've just been working really hard on this one project."

Yeah, I know. I hardly ever see you around campus anymore. They tell me you're always cooking up something in the lab.

"Uh, yes. It's pretty important to me" said Sue trying desperately to conceal her nervousness.

Well if you can spare a little time this evening maybe we could catch a movie?

Wow! Uh, I mean that would be great.

Cool, I'll stop by your house at about seven.

"Okay, seeya!" Sue's heart was racing as she headed for the lab. She actually had a date with Jim! Even at her present height he wanted to go out with her. If she could bring her height down by just seven inches she would be able to wear heels and still look up into his eyes. She'd always wanted to be held by a man who towered over her and could wrap big, powerful arms around her. Right now Jim was just a little shorter than her with the lean, hard muscles of a man who enjoyed the outdoor life. Nearly bursting with excitement Sue hurried to the lab to continue her quest.

Cheryl had decided that she and Andrea could both use a nice bath after their trip. She had transferred Andrea from the makeup kit into one of the small brass canary cages. Little Andrea looked adorable sitting on the swinging perch in her little yellow thong bikini. Cheryl had decided to keep her entire operation in Andrea's room since it had a refrigerator, private bath and almost all the amenities of home. Strolling into the bathroom Cheryl set the cage on the vanity and began drawing the bath. Then she began to slowly undress. Andrea looked on a little nervously from her gilded prison as her huge captor shed her clothes. The small girl had to admit that Cheryl was really quite a fox herself. She wore her dark, glossy hair in a short, almost boyish cut. With her bright, blue eyes and creamy complexion with just a dusting of freckles across her nose she was the very personification of mischief. Gradually Andrea was feeling less terrified of Cheryl. She was pretty sure that she wasn't in any real danger. It was just terribly embarrassing to be so small and vulnerable. Of course she still had a healthy respect for Cheryl's ability to enforce discipline on her tiny bottom.

Once the tub was full Cheryl added some bath oil, a bar of Ivory and Andrea's rubber duck. Then she turned her attention once again to Andrea. "Time to come out and play." she said leaning forward and peering into the little cage. With that she unlocked the cage and reached in for the bikini clad mini girl. As always Andrea struggled and squirmed when Cheryl's giant hand encircled her waist and drew her from the cage. Andrea was astonished by her first unobstructed look at the naked giantess. Cheryl's B-cup breasts looked enormous with aureoles the size of dinner plates.

"I don't think you'll be needing this suit" said Cheryl as she turned Andrea face down across the palm of her left hand. Andrea's heart leapt as she realized how defenseless she was in this position. It was almost a relief when she felt Cheryl untie the bows that held the top of the bikini in place.

Andrea's miniature breasts were now free, swaying gently against the side of Cheryl's hand between her thumb and index finger. Andrea could only kick her small legs in protest as Cheryl pinched the back of the thong bottom and slowly pulled it down to the top of her thighs. Her tiny heart raced as Cheryl idly ran her fingers over her tight little butt.

Cheryl really enjoyed playing with Andrea this way. She loved the feel of Andrea's teeny tiny breasts against her hand. She thrilled at the sensation of the little heart pulsing so close to her palm and the feeling of complete control as she held Andrea this way. Face down, her long hair half concealing her beautiful face and those marvelous miniature buttocks wonderfully accented by the thin band of material pulled taught just below the tiny cheeks. Andrea anxiously kicked her doll tiny legs as she squirmed and twisted in Cheryl's hand. It was obvious to Cheryl that the attention she was paying to her bottom made the little coed very nervous that she might be in for another spanking. After a few minutes of playfully fondling Andrea's little breasts and pinching and patting her petite tush Cheryl finally slipped her index finger between the dainty thighs and stripped the thong bottom down past the struggling girl's tiny feet.

All the while Andrea was becoming acutely aware that this treatment was arousing her once again. Closing her eyes she began to savor the utter helplessness of her situation. She was completely at Cheryl's mercy as no woman had ever been at the mercy of another. Her very defenselessness seemed to wipe away all of her inhibitions. Cheryl's huge, powerful fingers toying with her, probing and tickling her most private areas excited her immensely. Just as she was beginning to wonder what Cheryl had in store for her she felt herself moving and turning.

She opened her eyes as she felt the sensation of free fall and suddenly found herself plunging bottom first into the warm bath water. Moments later she came sputtering to the surface of the steaming, waist deep water. The sides of the tub rose above her as high as she could probably reach on tiptoe. Her little yellow bath duck floated nearby, only now he seemed the size of pool toy. As she waded toward him a shadow suddenly passed over her. Looking up and back she saw Cheryl's colossal naked form looming over her as she stepped into the tub. Suddenly realizing that Cheryl was about to sit down Andrea lunged for the duck and grabbed it around the neck. The enormous surge of water displaced by Cheryl's body swept Andrea off her feet and nearly swamped her in spite of her grip on her improvised life preserver.

After a few seconds Cheryl had settled into the tub and the waves began to subside. She seemed to be taking no notice of her pocket size bath mate for the moment. Andrea decided it might be better to ride then wade in the now chest deep water and swung a leg up over the rubber duck's back and climbed aboard. Unfortunately the toy float was never intended to carry a passenger and upended immediately giving the miniature miss another unceremonious dunking. To add to the indignity of being thrown by a bath toy Cheryl was now giggling hysterically when Andrea surfaced.

"Andrea this new size has really made you quite a comedienne!" she chuckled.

Andrea glared back and tried to sink down into the water to escape the giant girl's ribbing.

Why don't you come up here and help me wash, puppet?

Instinctively Andrea began to edge away but there was no place to go. "I meant, come here, now." repeated Cheryl sternly. Slowly Andrea began to advance along the side of the tub toward Cheryl's head and chest. As she walked she marveled at the sight of Cheryl's shapely legs. Each of them was nearly three times as long as she was tall. When Andrea reached the middle of the tub Cheryl bent her knees and slumped down deeper into the tub. The back of her head was now resting on the edge of the tub.

"Climb up here." said Cheryl gesturing to her tight, subtly rounded belly. Andrea stepped up onto Cheryl's stomach and walking to the center before turning to face the giant girl. With each breath Cheryl's abdomen rose and fell like the gentle rocking of a boat in a soft breeze. The navel between Andrea's feet was nearly as big as the palm of her hand. For a few moments the two young women, one large and one tiny regarded each other.

Cheryl picked up the bar of soap floating beside her and placed it at Andrea's feet. Without a word the little blond knelt and began moving the heavy, slippery block back and forth as best she could. To Andrea the bar of bath soap seemed to weigh at least 50 pounds but slid fairly easily across Cheryl's smooth, soft skin. As long as she was living in a dreamland Andrea decided to make the best of it. She began to imagine herself as a tiny handmaiden of a beautiful goddess. Nothing was so important as to tend to her giant mistress's comfort. With this thought she redoubled her efforts. She carefully soaped the titaness's belly, up past her ribs and to the base of her breasts. At this point the slope became too steep and the surface too slippery for her to push the heavy bar any higher.

All the while Cheryl simply lay back and enjoyed the close personal attention. It was really very pleasant to have a pretty, little, living doll soap her chest and stomach. Now she watched as her tiny servant positioned the bar on the flat area of her belly and started to soap her own small form and work the soap into a generous lather. Once the miniature girl had managed to cover herself with a thick layer of suds she once again advanced up Cheryl's chest. She slipped a few times on the slick skin between the gigantic breasts but was eventually able to clamber onto Cheryl's left breast. To Andrea the huge tit was the size of a bean bag chair but with a firm, smooth texture. Spreading her arms and legs as wide as possible she hugged the enormous breast as best she could. She lay her lovely head on Cheryl's pale, lightly freckled bosom just a few inches below Cheryl's chin and began to slowly rub her small, soapy body up and down against Cheryl's breast.

For Cheryl the sight and sensation of the tiny beauty slowly and sensuously writhing on her breast was indescribable. She could feel the minute nipples pressing into her soft skin. The feeling of the miniature breasts mashed against hers and the tiny, soft, soapy bristles of Andrea's close-cropped bush scrubbing her skin was exquisite. With each little wiggle the tiny blonde slipped just a little lower. After a minute Andrea's tiny pussy was beginning to brush Cheryl's aureole with each thrust of her hips. Cheryl closed her eyes and began to moan softly as Andrea's miniature scrub brush caressed her now rock hard nipple. Her right hand rose to squeeze and stroke her unoccupied right breast while her left hand slipped down to stroke her tingling clit.

Andrea's own soft sighed mingled with Cheryl's much deeper moaning as the mini beauty pressed her diminutive pussy against the larger girl's erect nipple. Little Andrea opened her eyes and stared up at Cheryl's face. She could see the passion that she had aroused in the giant girl and reveled in the power that her very smallness gave her. At this moment she was in control, riding the breast of a woman two hundred times her size, she would make this giantess come when she was ready. She slowed her pace a little, just to prolong the ecstasy and demonstrate her dominance. Cheryl groaned and arched her back, trying to continue the stimulation that had brought her to the threshold of orgasm. Andrea responded by pressing her diminutive quim down hard against swollen nipple beneath her. A moment later she gasped in surprise and pleasure as the rigid tip of Cheryl's breast parted the folds of her labia and entered her juicy little slit. Tremors of ecstasy coursed through Andrea's tiny body. Her own orgasm began surging through her, setting all of her senses on fire. Even as she was carried to the heights of euphoria by her climax Andrea despaired that her own body had betrayed her so easily. Her felt that just as she reached for it her victory had been snatch away.

Cheryl felt the small girl begin to quiver uncontrollably as her nipple suddenly impaled the little beauty astride her breast. Andrea's high-pitched squeal of pleasure split the air as she began furiously fucking herself on Cheryl's turgid nipple. The sight and sensation of the tiny blond riding her breast pushed Cheryl over the edge. Plunging two finger deep into her own soppy cunnie Cheryl sent herself over the crest of passion. Within seconds her own climax erupted through her body. As her orgasm finally began to subside Cheryl looked down once more at little Andrea. Her gaze met that of the shrunken coed who was still slowly wiggling her doll tiny hips over the point of Cheryl's breast. The tiny shudders of multiple orgasmic aftershocks told Cheryl that Andrea's climax was still slowly winding down. The tremendous sexual capacity in such a tiny body was amazing! Cheryl could see the insatiable lust in Andrea's beautiful, doll like face as the sexual frenzy drained her last bit of strength. With one last breathless sigh and a final quiver the miniature girl collapsed on Cheryl's breast, too exhausted to move.

Cheryl relaxed, enjoying the warm water and post orgasmic euphoria.

"This is living." she thought to herself. She contemplated Little Andrea, still clinging tightly to her breast. For just a few moments the tiny girl had really been in control of the situation. Too bad her concentration was so easily broken. Cheryl carefully picked up her lovely little erotic toy with her left hand. Wrapping her hand around Andrea's back with her thumb and fore finger just below her arms she allowed her tiny lover to hang limply as she dozed in Cheryl's embrace. Held this way she had an almost unobstructed full frontal view of her miniature playmate. Andrea's head lay against her right shoulder, eyes closed but at least half-aware of her surroundings. She moaned softly as Cheryl gave each of her breasts a playful squeeze between thumb and forefinger. A tiny giggle escaped her as Cheryl softly drew a fingernail down her tummy and tickled the tiny strip of soft bristles covering her pubis.

Hmmm. The little minx almost got the best of me with these, thought Cheryl. I wonder how she'd look...

Cheryl quietly dispensed a tiny dab of Andrea's depilatory foam and smeared it into the tiny patch of fine golden hair above Andrea's sweet pussy. The chemical worked very quickly on hair so fine and after a few seconds Cheryl dipped Andrea up to her waist and washed away the foam and the last of Andrea's tiny muff. The unexpected immersion in the warm water brought Andrea back to full consciousness. "Huh, what's going on?" she said drowsily looking up at Cheryl.

"Just helping you finish your bath, sweetie. Are you feeling better now?"

Closing her eyes Andrea nodded silently and smiled, luxuriating in the warm current and the security of Cheryl's palm.

"Let's go." said Cheryl finally. "You've got a big day ahead of you and we have to prepare for your new little friends."

"Little friends? You've shrunk somebody else?"

"No. Not yet but it won't be too long before you have somebody your own size to play with. Won't that be fun?"

Andrea didn't answer right away. At least she'd have company in her strange situation. "Sure, that'll be great." she said finally.

Stepping from the tub Cheryl wrapped the naked mini girl in a soft, fluffy hand towel and placed her on the counter beside the sink. With nothing else to do Andrea relaxed in the warm comfort of the tent-like towel. She watched and waited as Cheryl dried herself and began to dress. After resting a few minutes in her comfortable nest Andrea stretched and crawled from the folds of the towel onto the vanity.

By now Cheryl had slipped on her panties and a tank top and was drying her hair with a towel. Andrea regarded the giant girl for a moment, awestruck by the difference in scale. Moving closer to Cheryl she turned so that she could see how she looked beside the giantess. At first she was completely absorbed by the image of her own tininess compared to Cheryl. Then she noticed something else was different.

"What the hell happened to my bush!???" she squeaked gasping at her smooth, hairless mons.

"It was itching me" replied Cheryl. Besides, I think it's very becoming. Sort of completes the effect. I've never seen a dolly with pubic hair before.

"Ooooh, you bully! I'm so bare! I look like I'm twelve years old without any fur." Andrea fretted and fidgeted on the counter top trying to cover her nakedness with her hands. She was still intrigued by her small reflection and constantly shifted from one demure cheesecake pose to another.

Cheryl smirked at the little show that was taking place in the mirror. After a minute she reached out and goosed the little would-be-centerfold to get her attention. Andrea gave a startled squeal and dashed to the back of the vanity.

"Believe me sweetie, with those cute little titties you definitely don't look twelve. Now if you're quite finished admiring yourself..." said Cheryl smiling down at the little nude, "I have a lot to do." With that she scooped up Andrea and walked into the bedroom. Andrea struggled and tried to pull herself free of Cheryl's hand, more as an expression of her indignation than a serious attempt to escape. Soon Cheryl had Andrea comfortably stashed inside the large cage with a few books, some sun screen, food and drink.

"Now you be good for a few hours and I'll have some new play mates for you shortly." said Cheryl smiling at the miniature blond. With that her turned and slipped out of the room. Andrea sighed as Cheryl left and began smoothing the thick, oily sun lotion over her delicate skin. Part of the cage was shaded but as long as Cheryl had left her in the buff she might as well even her tan, she thought.

Andrea settled in to pass the time tanning, reading and trying to decide if being Cheryl's pet was really such a bad thing after all.

Chapter 6

Cheryl waited patiently until Lindsey and Stephanie had left for their daily workout rituals. This would give her plenty of time to prepare her little surprise for them. She knew that both girls kept a bottle of their favorite sports drink in the fridge to replenish their fluid balance after exercising. It took just a few minutes to add a little something extra to each carefully tailored mixture. She'd be in a good position to monitor things from her own room across the hall and only regretted that there was no way to actually watch what was going to happen.

Stephanie headed straight for the shower after her run. She had plans to catch a couple of parties and see if she could find a cute guy who could talk about something other than his drinking exploits and sports. Lindsey returned from the gym several minutes later. Steph had already finished her shower and had slipped into the tight, white tank top and skimpy cutoff jeans she'd selected for her evenings outing. She was combing her long lustrous brown hair and casually sipping from her water bottle when Lindsey came in.

Lindsey was still wearing her white cotton unitard over blue Lycra shorts. This particular combination accented her tight, hard, little body. At 5'7" Stephanie had the long, lithe body of a runner or swimmer with smallish but very firm breasts, flat stomach and gracefully trim buttocks. In contrast Lindsey was four inches shorter with fuller breasts riding high on her chest. Her spectacular bust swept down to a very narrow, sharply defined waist and then out again to her curvaceous hips. Lindsey combined the figure of a pinup with the muscles of a gymnast in a breath taking 5' 3" package.

As she rested Lindsey watched her room mate prepare. She smiled to herself as she looked at the way the clingy top and daring cutoffs hugged Stephanie's supple curves. Secretly she would have loved to run her hands over those same curves but didn't want to risk the possibility that Stephanie might freak out. For the time being she contented herself with being close to Steph and sharing the intimacies of a very dear friend.

Stephanie had worked out very hard but was still at a loss to explain the strange warmth and her suddenly rapid pulse. Simply sitting and combing her hair had never made her feel flushed and was certainly no reason for her rapid breathing. Gazing carefully at her reflection she noticed something else that seemed to be amiss. Her tight tank top that had been almost skin-tight a few minutes ago was now a bit loose.

"That's just great!" Stephanie muttered to herself as she dropped her brush.

"What's the matter, Steph?" said Lindsey.

"I think I've been overdoing the exercise and calorie counting. Just look at my top, I think my tits have shrunk!"

"Well, they weren't that big to begin with!" teased Lindsey.

"Oh, thanks a lot! I'm serious, this isn't funny. Now I'm going to have to pick out a whole new outfit."

As Lindsey watched Stephanie cross the room to her closet, she noticed that Stephanie was absentmindedly holding the waistband of her shorts. That was odd. A few minutes ago they seemed to be almost painted on, now they were definitely loose. At last her curiosity got the best of her. Lindsey rose and quietly walked up behind Stephanie. Something was definitely odd but at first she was unable to put her finger on it.

A moment later Lindsey froze in a sudden moment of realization. Usually Stephanie was several inches taller but now she seemed to be almost the same height. She could see how the waistband of the once tight cutoffs now gaped around Stephanie's slender waist. Lindsey's heart raced as she watched Stephanie fumbling in the closet. Every minute or so Stephanie had to pause to pull up her sagging top or tug her shorts up over her small hips. It was a fascinating to watch since Stephanie seemed to be completely unaware of the change that had occurred and because it seemed to be continuing, very, very slowly. Stephanie was clearly becoming more and more frustrated as she searched. It was clear to Lindsey that Stephanie was now at least a couple of inches shorter than herself. She also noticed that she had a very enticing view down the back of Stephanie's now somewhat baggy shorts.

Stephanie was becoming very annoyed as she searched for something that fit. She had really wanted to party tonight and the warm, tingling she was feeling in her breasts and the itch in her groin where adding to her sense of urgency. Her search for an outfit that was sure to get her laid was becoming almost frantic when the unexpected sensation of a large, firm hand cupping her buttocks made her suddenly yelp and straighten with a start. Spinning suddenly she found herself pulled tightly into the arms of her roommate.

Stephanie's eyes widened in amazement as she found herself looking up into the face of her petite roommate. More than that she was amazed Lindsey's powerful embrace. "Hey! What's going on?" she stammered. "Why are you taller than me?!!!"

"I'm not too sure myself." answered Lindsey with a smile, "But I've wanted to do this for a long time."

With that she pulled Stephanie closer, drawing the smaller girl onto her tiptoes. Leaning forward she clamped her soft lips over Stephanie's mouth in a passionate kiss. Lindsey thrilled at the feeling of Stephanie's small struggling body as she held her close. As she kissed her reduced roommate her hands massaged and kneaded Stephanie's firm little ass through her loose cutoffs. Stephanie's mind was swirling mass of conflicting emotions. A sense of panic and surprise battling with a sudden and almost overwhelming sexual arousal. She could feel her heart pounding and hear her pulse roaring in her ears as she tried to free herself from Lindsey's powerful embrace. At the same time she was waging an even more desperate internal struggle to resist the urge to give in and answer Lindsey's kiss. In one heart stopping moment the answer to her years of wondering had been suddenly thrust upon her. This is what it was like to be held and kissed by another woman. And not just any woman but the large and powerful beauty the Lindsey had suddenly become.

At last Stephanie gave into her primal urges and answered Lindsey's kiss. Her small hands roamed over Lindsey's smooth, hard muscled back and shoulders. She soon found herself lifted clear of the floor as Lindsey straighten and lifted her higher. In response Stephanie wrapped her slender legs around her roommate's narrow waist. She was now completely consumed by the passion of the moment. All thought of the strangeness of the situation was lost as they drank of each other's passion.

Stephanie's heart was pounding wildly as she finally unclasped her feet and swung her legs downward. In response Lindsey set her gently upon her feet and reluctantly released her. Stepping backward Stephanie looked up into the face of her now statuesque roommate.

Of course Lindsey's perception of the scene was quite different. Standing before her was a panting and disheveled Stephanie, now well under 5' tall. One hand was clutching oversize cutoffs while the other was clamped tightly across her chest. Despite this attempt at preserving her modesty one perky little breast was clearly visible through the armhole of her baggy tank top.

Shortly Stephanie's mind began to clear. The sight of her towering roommate and the state of her clothing forced her to suddenly accept that the impossible had happened. "Lindsey! I've shrunk!" came her high pitched cry of alarm.

"It sure looks that way, Sugar." answered Lindsey, "But don't worry. I'm here to take good care of you." With that she smiled and stepped forward, reaching toward the cowering coed before her.

At once Stephanie's shock and surprise suddenly turned to playful panic. She released her grasp on her clothing as she fended off Lindsey's hands and ducked beneath them. Unfortunately she had only taken three steps before her cutoffs slid from her diminutive hips down to her knees, causing her to stumble and fall face down onto the floor.

"Oooopsey!" chuckled Lindsey as she "˜accidentally' planted her foot on the seat of the shorts stretched between Stephanie's dainty feet. "You should be more careful, kiddo."

Stephanie scrambled and kicked her feet in a desperate attempt to free them. At last she was able to pull free of her cutoffs and stagger to her feet. She was having a great deal of difficulty keeping her tank top from slipping from her shoulders and her oversize, silky panties felt as though they might lose their tenuous purchase at any moment. As she looked up she saw the giantess Lindsey leering down at her. Determined to make good her escape she turned and leapt for the bed just a few feet away.

Lindsey watched with delight at the antics of the half naked, mini Stephanie. Two quick strides brought her up close behind her quite petite roommate as she scrambled onto the bed. The back of Stephanie's undies had slipped down to reveal the top half of her trim little buttocks as well as the sweet little cleft that separated them. For Lindsey this sight was just too tempting to resist. Leaning forward she hooked one finger into the elastic waistband of Stephanie's undies and pulled. This not only stretched the garment to its limit but completely exposed Stephanie's lovely rear as well.

The first kiss of cool air on the skin of her naked behind caused Stephanie to come up short and let out a small gasp of surprise. She struggled vainly to pull herself across the bed and out of Lindsey's grasp. Looking over her shoulder she could now see that her Amazonian roommate was holding her by her panties and grinning. "Let me go!" Stephanie squeaked as she struggled to pull free. Lindsey simply smiled and complied. The taut elastic shot back with a satisfying "SNAP!" against Stephanie's petite posterior. Stephanie's response was to immediately straighten and grasp her stinging bottom with both hands. At the same time she let out an even more satisfying "Ouch!" in her now somewhat high pitched little voice.

Lindsey capitalized on this momentary distraction by wrapping her arms around the diminished Stephanie. Stephanie squirmed and struggled in her arms as she calmly seated herself on the edge of the bed and pulled the pretty coed onto her lap. "Hey now, take it easy" said Lindsey, "You're not going anywhere just yet." At last Stephanie realized that she was not going to be able to escape and began to relax. A few moments later she was finally composed enough to speak. "Lindsey, what's happened to me? I'm so small!"

"I really wish I could tell you, babe. I'm afraid I pretty clueless myself. At least it seems to have stopped."

"Yeah, I think you're right." Stephanie responded, just a hint of hope in her tiny voice. "Lindsey, I've got to know how long it will take me to get back to normal. Do you think you could measure me?"

"I'm sure we can manage that." answered Lindsey. With that she eased Stephanie from her lap and walked to her dresser. Before returning with the tape measure she paused to pick up her own water bottle and took a healthy swig. "Okay munchkin, let's see how tall are." she giggled as she knelt before the petite Stephanie.

"Lindsey I don't find this very funny at all and I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop joking. This is serious." Actually it was very difficult for Lindsey to take little Stephanie very seriously as she stood there clutching her sagging panties with one hand and her extremely baggy top with the other.

"Looks like you're just under 4' 2", sugar."

"What! Four foot two! It's not possible!"

"Sorry babe, but it sure looks like it from where I'm standing." said Lindsey as she rose to her feet.

Stephanie looked up and sighed. It was true. She barely came up to Lindsey's tits and Lindsey wasn't a tall girl. Her beautiful face mirrored the desire and uncertainty that struggled in her heart. Without another word Lindsey knelt before her diminished roommate and drew her into her loving embrace.

Yielding to her desire at last, Stephanie sought out the comfort and safety of Lindsey's strong, loving arms. The kiss that followed seemed as natural as drawing a breath. The curious sense of arousal that she had felt earlier was returning as well. This time she did not resist it but opened herself to it and embraced it as she did the titanic beauty before her. The diminutive coed felt an irresistible shiver of pleasure run through her little body as Lindsey's hands began to explore her petite form. She smiled through their kiss as one large, warm hand slipped down the back of her not so tight panties and tenderly cupped her dainty buttocks. At the same time another hand had sneaked in through the armhole of her top and was engaged in teasing and exploring her pert little breasts. Her own small hands began to rub and squeeze Lindsey's magnificent tits through her leotard.

"Oh God Lindsey! I love your breasts." she whispered, trying to encompass as much as possible in her little hands.

"You know what I like?" answered Lindsey, punctuating her question with a quick kiss.

"What?" replied Stephanie with another.

"This incredibly cute little butt of yours!" she growled.

With that she quickly turned the startled mini girl over her knee. Stephanie suddenly found herself in a precarious handstand with her palms on the floor and her hips on Lindsey's lap. She quickly discovered that she had to keep at least one hand engaged in preventing her top from falling to the floor around her wrists.

"Lindsey! What are you doing!" she giggled as she felt her oversize panties being draw down her dainty thighs and slipped off past her madly kicking feet. "Sorry babe but I have to get a good look at your tush. Besides, these just don't fit any more." Stephanie answered. With a cavalier flip of the wrist she discarded Stephanie's undies over her shoulder and locked both of her miniature roommate's slender legs in place under her right thigh. Now, with Stephanie quite trapped and helpless, she turned her attention to the perfect, petite posterior before her.

With one hand Lindsey parted the creamy little hillocks of Stephanie's bottom and gazed down onto the splendid little panorama. Tiny droplets of sweet dew already glistened on the tawny curls and the delicate pink folds of Stephanie's slit. Just above that the pristine, rosy crinkle of her anus twitched as if it were begging for attention. Stephanie let out a small, pleading moan accompanied by an involuntary shiver as Lindsey's gentle fingers traced along the delicate curves of her bottom and down to her steaming sex.

Proceeding with almost clinical patience Lindsey carefully parted the small delicate labia and wet her finger tips in the damp little cleft between them. This action alone caused Stephanie to moan and squirm desperately as she attempted to increase the stimulation she was receiving. Lindsey's fingers soon wandered along her diminutive slit and brushed the tip of her quivering clittie. At this Stephanie let out a high little shriek and began to thrash and toss wildly!

"Please...please....I need it so bad!" she pleaded.

Lindsey answered her by easing a finger deep in to her dripping pussy. Another stroked and tickled the tingling little clit nearby. Within seconds Stephanie was transported to the edge of orgasm. The large, gentle fingers touched her in all the right places. She bit down hard on her index finger to stifle her screams of pleasure. She was just at the verge of climax when she felt one of Lindsey's moistened fingers suddenly enter her back door. This unexpected intruder into a hereto-unexplored area sent Stephanie careening over the edge.

Wave after wave of indescribable pleasure surged through her small body. Stephanie continued to writhe and squirm for a few minutes before all of her muscles seemed to contract at once. She stiffened, then quivered for several seconds and finally collapsed across Lindsey's thigh.

Smiling, Lindsey gently lifted the limp body of her shrunken roommate from her lap and laid her on the bed. She rose and walked to the bathroom to wash Stephanie's gooey love juices from her fingers and splash a little cool water on her face before continuing. As she primped in front of the bathroom mirror she unconsciously rose up on her tiptoes to view her reflection. Then strolling back to the bed she lay down beside the petite beauty that was just beginning to stir.

Lindsey lay on her back stroking Stephanie's fine, tawny hair and brushing her fingers over the small, delicate shoulders. She found herself completely fascinated by the dainty lovely. Recovering at last from the effects of her orgasm Stephanie sat up and then knelt beside statuesque body of her once petite roommate. Her hair was now quite tousled and her over large tank top had slipped from her left shoulder. An expression of serene contentment added a warm sexy glow to her delicate features.

"Lindsey, that was wonderful!" she cooed. "I've never felt anything like that." With that she leaned

forward and placed her small hands on the large mounds of Lindsey's bosom. "Do you think there might be something I could do to repay you?" she smiled.

Lindsey's only response was to close her eyes and moan as she felt her nipples begin to stiffen under the delicate fingers that pinched and pulled them through the thin material of her leotard. She smiled as she felt Stephanie throw a leg over her and settle gently upon her taut tummy. Lindsey moaned softly as Stephanie grasped her leotard and pulled the stretchy fabric from her shoulders and down her arms, gradually revealing more and more of her naked, creamy flesh. For her part Stephanie was a little surprised at how easily the form-fitting garment had slipped from Lindsey's shoulders. After a few more gentle tugs she succeeded in pulling it down below Lindsey's snug spandex sports bra.

Grasping the sides of the stretchy bra she pulled it upwards. Lindsey offered no resistance as Stephanie peeled the clingy garment from her, baring the succulent globes of Lindsey's magnificent bust.

Stephanie smiled as she allowed a few of her stray curls to fall forward and tease the rosy caps of Lindsey's titties. With her small hands she pinned Lindsey's wrists to the bed as best she could and began to slowly explore the large, heaving expanse of Lindsey's bosom with her lips and tongue. After a few moments she found that she was having some difficulty holding Lindsey in place, though not as much difficulty as she would have expected given her reduced stature.

She sat up for a moment to admire her lover and was shocked to see that Lindsey's head was no longer on the pillow where it had rested a few minutes earlier. It had slipped down onto the bedspread just below the pillow and a plume of her auburn hair now lay in a fan above her head. Stephanie could now clearly see that in the past few minutes Lindsey had shrunk to the point where she was almost as small as she was. She could see that the leotard no longer clung to Lindsey's curves like a second skin and felt that her hands were nearly able to encircle Lindsey's wrists. Fascinated, she released her hold on Lindsey's wrist and placed her right hand on Lindsey's breast. There was no question now. While the soft boobie was still quite large, her hand now covered a considerable portion of it. Lindsey was shrinking too!

A mischievous smile spread across Stephanie's face. She knew that Lindsey had no idea that she was shrinking. What's more, she seemed to be dwindling faster than Stephanie had. Though the changes were almost imperceptible Stephanie could feel Lindsey's arm becoming slimmer in her grasp. She could see and feel her roommate's tit becoming smaller beneath her hand.

She returned her hand to capture Lindsey's wrist and bent forward once more. Her lips no longer reached Lindsey's breasts but now came to rest on her mouth. As their mouths met and opened Stephanie could tell that Lindsey was in the throes of some powerful erotic sensation. She quivered and wiggled as though she was being carried away by a whirlwind of passion. For the moment she was completely oblivious to her surroundings.

It took all Stephanie's will power to bring herself to end that sweet, passionate kiss and slide from the body of her dwindling lover. Grasping the neck of the leotard she easily pulled the once clingy garment down to Lindsey's hips. One of Lindsey's hands was now massaging her own breasts while the other seemed to be slowly working it's way down her belly. Raising Lindsey's feet in the air Stephanie now stripped the leotard and the shorts from her body leaving the miniature girl completely naked.

Stephanie felt a powerful shudder of lust run through her own body as she gazed at the little nude before her. Lindsey's delectable body now seemed to be no larger than that of a child of 6 or 7 when Stephanie compared it to her own miniature form. But with all the curves and features of a sexually mature young woman. As she watched Lindsey pinching her tiny, swollen nipples and fingering her little slit Stephanie felt an almost overpowering urge to do the same. One hand teased the sensitive nipple of her exposed breast while the other slipped under the hem of her baggy top to caress her tingling sex. The touch of her hands sent a series of powerful, almost electric shivers through Stephanie's petite being. The brush of her fingertip against her clit immediately brought forth a loud groan of lust.

Unable to contain her passion any longer, Stephanie parted Lindsey's small knees with her hands and pushed her face deep between the smaller girl's creamy thighs. Pushing Lindsey's little hand out of the way with her nose Stephanie began to explore the delicate, dripping folds of Lindsey's tiny pussy. Lindsey's passionate moans grew louder and her thighs pressed tightly against the sides of Stephanie's head. Her small hands gripped fists full of Stephanie's hair as she tried to pull the large probing tongue deeper and deeper into her quivering sex. After a minute or so of lapping and tonguing the mini pussy Stephanie moved upward and brushed the tip of her tongue over the tiny, swollen nubbin of Lindsey's precious clit.

Lindsey's back arched and a tiny shriek split the air as Stephanie wrapped her soft, warm lips around the tiny clittie and began to suck it in earnest. The hips of the smaller girl heaved and thrust as Stephanie's hand replaced her tongue at the entrance to Lindsey's twitching, miniature vagina. The walls of Lindsey's little pussy began to pulse and contract as a large finger gently worked in and out of her dripping love tunnel. Her tiny hands were now squeezing and massaging her soft, pliant tits as each moment brought her closer and closer to climax.

Sensing that the time was just right Stephanie clasped Lindsey's clit between her lips and hummed as powerfully as she could into the little nub. This sudden new sensation shot through Lindsey like a thunderbolt. She immediately began to convulse and quiver as her orgasm raced through every cell of her body. Shock waves of erotic energy surged through her little body. The ecstasy of the climax was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Time seemed to stand still and Lindsey experienced a feeling of being weightless, as if she were floating in space.

After what seemed like a timeless eternity Lindsey began to feel normal sensations returning. Well, somewhat normal. As her vision cleared she saw Stephanie's smiling at her. But not the tiny Stephanie who had been draped across her lap earlier. This seemed to be a much larger Stephanie. In fact very much larger indeed. Lindsey sat up and discovered that the entire room seemed to have doubled in size in the few minutes that she had been laying on the bed. Stephanie was no longer a 4' 2" midget but appeared to be a giantess over 8 and a half feet tall.

"This is amazing!" she gasped. "I'm even smaller than you now!"

"You certainly are. I doubt you're even three feet tall." answered the larger mini girl.

Lindsey rose to her feet and suddenly conscious of her nudity clamped one arm across her breasts and placed her other hand over her mons. Stephanie smiled at the tiny girl's sudden modesty.

"I'm afraid wardrobe is going to be quite a problem for both of us." she giggled.

Slipping from the bed Stephanie crossed the room to the dresser and pulled open a drawer. A moment later she returned with a long, floral print scarf.

"Here you go. You can try wrapping this around yourself like a sarong if you're chilly. But personally I kind of like you just the way you are." she giggled.

"Thanks." said Lindsey as she accepted the cloth. "I just feel really weird being so small all of the sudden. What do you think has happened to us?"

"Your guess is as good as mine."

Stephanie waited patiently while Lindsey wound the scarf around herself. Soon she was wrapped in a tight silken sheath from her hips to her chest. As the scarf was not a particularly large one there was very little material left to spare, leaving much of Lindsey delightfully uncovered. Once she had finished Stephanie helped her down to the floor. At last Lindsey could see that she came up just about to the height of Stephanie's navel.

"Well, why don't we check your height and then try to figure out what to do." suggested Stephanie. With that she picked up the tape measure and knelt to measure Lindsey's. Lindsey stood up as straight as possible.

"Looks like about 31 and a half inches." Stephanie announced.

"Oh no! This is just crazy!" Lindsey cried. "It must be some sort of weird dream!"

"Well, I don't know about you but I'd say that the sex was pretty dreamy." said Stephanie as she pulled the smaller girl into her arms.

Chapter 7

After waiting quietly for nearly an hour Cheryl was fairly bursting with anticipation. Cautiously she crept across the hall and put her ear to the door. She had been able to hear Lindsey and Stephanie's voices but had not been able to make out any of their conversation. As she listened she heard their voices become noticeably higher as the minutes ticked by. Cheryl could feel herself nearly shaking with excitement. After taking a few deep breaths to steady her trembling hand, she grasped the knob and eased the door open.

Not even the time that she had to imagine what Lindsey and Stephanie would look like could prepare her for the sight before her. As she peeked through the door she beheld a most astonishing scene. Stephanie now reduced to the size of a child and wearing nothing more than an extremely ill fitting tank top was embracing a toddler size Lindsey who seemed to be wrapped in a tropical silk sarong. The extraordinary couple was standing just a few feet away and seemed oblivious to her presence.

It was the motion of the door that caught Stephanie's attention. Her eyes widened in astonishment as she looked up to see Cheryl's large eyes looking down at her and tiny Lindsey. Lindsey felt her comparatively large room mate suddenly stiffen and gasp in surprise. As she turned she found herself amazed by the sight of Cheryl, now twice her own height stepping into the room. Startled by the sudden appearance of the young giantess, little Stephanie staggered back a few steps pulling the even tinier Lindsey along with her.

Not wanting to alarm the diminutive couple too soon Cheryl quickly knelt to make herself appear less imposing. After silently admiring the sight of the two shrinking coeds before her she spoke.

'Stephanie? Lindsey? Is that really you? What's happened to you?'

Stephanie was the first to answer. 'We don't know. A little while ago I noticed that my clothes were kind of loose. Pretty soon they were practically falling off of me. Then Lindsey noticed what was happening to me and....well, then she started shrink too but faster and even smaller than I did. Can you please help us? I don't want to be this size forever!'

'Me neither! I feel like I'm going crazy!', squeaked little Lindsey in a most uncharacteristically high voice.

'Oh, don't worry.', answered Cheryl with a subtle smile. 'I'm pretty sure you won't be that size for too long.' Rising, she pushed the door closed and glanced about the room. Then turning back to the small pair she gave a thoughtful sigh and unleashed her ruse to make them her prisoners.

'Lindsey, you seem pretty well set for clothes for the moment. Why don't you wait up here?' Before Lindsey could respond Cheryl knelt and placed her hands on either side of the little coed's slender waist. Effortlessly she lifted the voluptuous little half-pint and set her on the edge of the bed. Lindsey had quite a reputation for being quite a strong willed little firecracker. Cheryl thrilled at the feeling of power as she handled Lindsey as easily as if she were a baby.

Shifting her attention back to the somewhat less diminutive Stephanie she continued. 'Okay Steph, you're at least big enough to move around outside on your own but I don't think you should be running around this campus dressed like a centerfold for Reader's Digest.'

'Please, Cheryl. Don't make jokes. This is serious!', said Stephanie now wringing her small hands. She wasn't sure why but there was something very disturbing about Cheryl's sudden appearance and the ease with which she was accepting their astonishing situation.

'Okay, okay, don't get your little knickers in a twist.' replied Cheryl. 'Let's see if we can't find something in the closet to cover you a little better.' With that she walked past Stephanie and began to examine various pieces of clothing.

'It's hopeless.' sighed Stephanie as she moved next to Cheryl. 'I already looked. Everything in there is a mile too big for me now.'

'Oh don't be such a little pessimist!' scolded Cheryl. 'I'm sure there must be something that we can belt or pin to fix you up better than that top. If you go out there at your size with those cute little tits peeking out like that you're going to have bigger troubles than you can imagine!'

'Out! What do you mean 'out'? I'm not going anywhere like this!' chirped Stephanie. 'Okay, suit yourself.' Cheryl answered. With that she shoved the unsuspecting girl into the closet and slammed the door behind her. A chair braced under the handle completed the makeshift prison. Cheryl doubted that it would have to hold for too long. As she turned back toward Lindsey she could hear Stephanie pounding on the door with her small fists and shouting to be let out.

Lindsey sat on the edge of the bed, wide-eyed and open mouthed with disbelief. Stephanie's sudden imprisonment was almost as hard to believe as her own tiny size. The sight of the mischievous smirk on Cheryl's face as she turned and stood more than twice Lindsey's own height shocked the tiny girl into action. Leaping from the bed she dashed toward the door and began fumbling with the doorknob. Just as the door began to open she felt it suddenly slammed shut again as Cheryl's huge hand suddenly appeared overhead.

'What's this? Leaving so soon?' Cheryl smiled down at Lindsey as the miniature sex kitten turned and plastered her small form against the door. She paused for a moment to set the chain in place as Lindsey dashed past her and bolted for the supposed safety of the underside of the table. Cheryl stooped and leered at the little beauty. Lindsey was crouching under the table, clutching her makeshift sarong to her ample bosom. Obviously she hadn't expected to be doing much running or reaching when she had wrapped it. For Cheryl her disheveled appearance only added to the sexy image of her tiny quarry.

Lindsey's mind was racing. It was obvious that alone and at her present size she didn't stand a chance against the giantess Cheryl for long. Summoning her courage she darted toward the closet in an effort to free Stephanie and give them a fighting chance. Lindsey's shoulder hit the side of the chair with all of the strength her little body could muster. Unfortunately the chair barely budged and she rebounded, momentarily stunned.

'This is almost too easy.' Cheryl mused as she effortlessly scooped up the dazed mini coed and sat down on the end of the bed. Quickly she pinned both of Lindsey's little wrists behind her back and seated the diminutive girl on her thigh.

Stephanie watched helplessly through the slats of the closet door as Cheryl began to slowly peel down the top of Lindsey's makeshift sarong. She could see the small girl squirming in the grasp of her giant tormentor, as her magnificent breasts were laid bare by Cheryl's inquisitive fingers. To her surprise she found the sight of her miniature roommate being stripped naked by the raven-haired titaness to be incredibly erotic.

'At last!' Cheryl whispered to herself. She had always been fascinated by Lindsey's full, gravity defying chest. Now it was hers to play with as she wished. Even reduced to its present dimensions Lindsey's bosom was an impressive and tantalizing sight. Each of her breasts was the size of a small tomato and quite firm. Rather small, pink nipples added the perfect finishing touch. Cheryl felt as though she could squeeze and fondle these little gems all day.

Lindsey twisted and struggled against her huge tormentor with all her might. She had never been self-conscious about her body but she wasn't about to let Cheryl treat her like helpless doll without a fight. Although she was anything but a weakling, her present size or lack of it made her all but powerless against the giantess that now held, undressed and fondled her. To add to her frustration was the exquisite, erotic agony she felt as Cheryl squeezed each of her breasts between her thumb and middle finger while teasing the hardening nipple erect with the tip of her forefinger.

'Damn you! Let me go!' Lindsey spat at her gigantic tormentor. 'I'll get you for this! I swear!'

'I do admire your spirit, small fry. It really adds spice but I don't think you'll be kicking my ass anytime soon.' Cheryl answered. She loved the way Lindsey thrashed and struggled. It was actually quite a challenge to hold onto the little wildcat. Cheryl mused at how it would feel to hold Lindsey in the palm of her hand once the formula had taken full effect.

With her fascination with Lindsey's bosom temporarily sated Cheryl now turned the shrunken coed face down across her lap and began to slowly lower the last portion of the scarf wrapped around Lindsey's waist and hips. Cheryl chuckled to herself at Lindsey's frantic struggles as she slowly pulled down the last of the silken wrap and laid bare Lindsey's tiny but still sumptuous buttocks. Cheryl gazed with a feeling of near awe at the sight of this ass that had caused so many men to blunder into lamp poles, drive into parked cars and forget what their girlfriends were saying just a moment before.

Lindsey felt an involuntary shudder run through her tiny body as Cheryl's fingers traced the lines of her full, lusciously rounded buttocks. She fought to suppress a squeal of delight when Cheryl ran a fingertip along her spine from her shoulders down to the quivering cleft of her bottom. She felt her tiny hips thrust into the air and her thighs part as if of their own will. Her heart was racing as she felt the return of the overwhelming erotic sensations that had accompanied her first episode of shrinking. She was powerless to do anything but moan as Cheryl's huge finger slid between her thighs to caress and tickle the eager, sensitive folds of her moist, tiny sex.

Inside the closet Stephanie heaved and strained at the colossal doors of her prison. She could see that Lindsey was now draped facedown across Cheryl's lap and Cheryl's right hand was busy exploring Lindsey's slowly gyrating ass and miniature pussy. The expression of complete erotic abandon on Lindsey's face made it clear that she had ceased her struggles and had given herself over completely to the all consuming yearning that she had experienced earlier.

As Stephanie watched the incredible spectacle of her voluptuous roommate, reduced to the height of a small child being forcibly pleasured by Cheryl she became aware of strange feelings stirring inside her own small body. She could feel the rough texture of her top as it brushed against her hardening nipples. Her firm, slender thighs where pressed tightly together as she struggled to suppress the powerful tingling sensation in her loins. It was the aching of her feet as she strained to stay on tiptoe to peer though the slats of the closet door that finally broke the spell that had gripped her.

'Why am I on my tip toes?' she wondered. 'A few minutes ago I could look through there standing...Oh my god...I'm shrinking again!' It was true. Her tank top now reached more than half way down her thighs. What's more, she could feel the return of the strange erotic excitement that she had experienced earlier. Stephanie's small hands began to roam over her body as she tried desperately to confirm her discovery. A potent tremor ran through her tiny body as one hand squeezed and kneaded her breasts while the other slipped between her trembling thighs.

Alone in the darkness Stephanie struggled against the irresistible yearning gripping her tiny body. She sighed as she felt the straps of her top finally glide from her shoulders. Now only the hand caressing her firm bosom held the cloth in place. A moment later she let it fall and cupped one aching breast in the palm of her hand. A high, desperate cry escaped her throat as she pinched and rolled the rigid nipple between her fingers.

Her nipples grew even harder and gooseflesh tingled along her arms as cool air caressed her nearly naked body. The hand pressed against her groin was now all that held the last shred of clothing on her body, all that stood between her and a final, glorious release. Pulling her hand away for an instant she let the heavy fabric of her top slip to the floor. To Stephanie it felt as if time had slowed to a standstill. The now oversize garment seemed to fall in slow motion as it piled up around her feet and ankles. A moment later her hand dove between her thighs.

Stephanie threw her head back and shrieked as her fingers plunged into her oozing, miniature womanhood. The passion that gripped her was devastating. Stephanie thrashed and shuddered as the most lewd sensations she had ever experienced coursed through every fiber of her trembling, miniature physique.

Outside the closet Cheryl continued to amuse herself with the now more than cooperative Lindsey. 'She's so tiny and tight. This must be how it feels for a guy's cock.' Cheryl thought as she slowly eased a finger in and out of Lindsey's quivering quim. The diminutive young woman had stopped struggling some time ago and was now grinding her bottom back against Cheryl's hand in an attempt to fill her miniature sex to capacity. 'Please...please...' Lindsey sighed, as she thrust hips back to meet Cheryl's probing digit.

A high pitched, piercing cry of passion from the closet finally drew Cheryl's attention from the spectacle on her lap. For the past several minutes she had been so preoccupied with Lindsey that she had forgotten about Stephanie completely. With her free hand she fumbled inside the drawer of the nightstand until her hand closed around an unmistakable shape. As she expected Lindsey's vibrator was within easy reach and quite a formidable piece of equipment, even for a full size girl.

'Sorry sweetheart, you're going to have to take care of yourself for a little while. It's time for me to check on your little roomie.' With that Cheryl withdrew her finger and rolled Lindsey from her lap and onto the bed. As she lay there sprawled on the bed, face flushed and bosom heaving, little Lindsey was the very picture of unsatisfied feminine lust. 'Here you go.' Cheryl smiled as she switched the vibrator on and placed it on Lindsey's quivering belly, 'Why don't you and your little friend get reacquainted. Of course, he doesn't seem so little anymore, does he?

Lindsey's eyes widened with astonishment as her small hands felt the girth of the huge vibrator. Her trusty bedside companion was now a plastic colossus that shook like a jackhammer. An instant later she threw caution to the wind and clamped her thighs tightly around the huge, quivering phallus. The powerful vibrations ripped a high piercing shriek from Lindsey's throat as she pressed the hard shaft against her tiny slit. Any thoughts she had of escaping from Cheryl and regaining her proper size had fled. For the time being she could think of nothing else but the need to satisfy the raging hunger in her loins.

Seeing that Lindsey was completely occupied, Cheryl turned her attention to the high pitched sounds of desperate passion coming from behind the closed closet door. Tiptoeing to the closet she removed the chair that held it closed as quietly as possible. She was fairly bursting with curiosity and excitement as she grasped the doorknob and slowly opened the door. Stephanie stood before her in the pile of fabric that she had once worn as a skimpy tank top. The diminutive coed's eyes were closed tight and her face was flushed and contorted with passion. One small hand was tightly squeezed between her slender thighs while the other pinched and rolled a tiny pink nipple between thumb and forefinger. It was obvious that she had started shrinking again and was now several inches shorter than she was when Cheryl had first trapped her in the closet.

Wrapped as she was in her own pleasure, the sudden bright light flooding her dark refuge snapped Stephanie back from her erotic journey. She let out a small squeak of surprise at the sight of Cheryl towering before her in the doorway. Instinctively Stephanie stumbled backward, away from the large hands that descended to capture her and lift her toward the smiling young giantess. She felt as if she were suddenly a small child again as Cheryl's arms surrounded and cradled her. She was also keenly aware of the hot blush, which covered her body at the thought of Cheryl finding her in such a compromising position. This last sensation was magnified by the way her tiny, naked bottom was now so comfortably nestled in Cheryl's hand.

Stephanie simply squirmed uncomfortably and tried to hide her face and her nakedness as Cheryl calmly carried her back to the bed and deposited her next to Lindsey. Poised on hands and knees the miniature girl stared open-mouthed as she watched her small roommate wrestle with a vibrator longer than her forearm. Forgetting Cheryl for the moment she slowly crept forward and leaned close to plant a soft kiss on Lindsey's lips.

Cheryl watched with silent fascination as Lindsey responded by throwing her arms around Stephanie's neck to pull her closer. By now Stephanie's latest episode of shrinking had reduced her to nearly the same size as Lindsey. Silently the larger mini girl crawled atop her diminutive roommate and pressed her small, steaming crotch down on the enormous vibrator between Lindsey's trim, muscular thighs. Their small cries of passions sent shivers up and down Cheryl's spine as she watched the two miniature coeds begin to move in unison. Their taut, tiny buttocks flexed and quivered as the shrunken pair ground their tiny hips together. Their small, sweet tongues danced an erotic game of lust in their mouths.

The urgency in their tiny bodies filled the room with the energy of primal, erotic lust. Cheryl found herself unable to restrain her own hands as they begin to roam over her own trembling body. The spectacle of the two tiny, naked bodies intertwined in love's embrace was overwhelming. Slowly Cheryl began to peel away her clothing. The snaps, zips and rustles of her garments slipping away added even more to Cheryl's excitement. First her skimpy cutoffs dropped to the floor, to be quickly followed by her shirt. Clad only in a pair of tiny panties she carefully crawled onto the bed beside the pint-size lovers.

Tenderly she stroked Lindsey's hair and shoulder with one hand. She was so close now she could see the tiny beads of perspiration forming on their skin. Emboldened by the passionate cries of the tiny pair, Cheryl leaned closer to plant a gentle kiss on Stephanie's thrusting posterior. The small girl shrieked and tensed at the unexpected contact, forcing her tiny sex down hard on the huge vibrator. This in turn brought an answering moan from her tiny partner.

Stephanie's consciousness was now just a blur of erotic sensations. The vibrations of the colossal dildo, her petite roommate slowly growing beneath her and now the giantess lapping and nibbling at her ass sent her into a sexual frenzy like none she had ever experienced. Chaotic, random images flashed before her. A maelstrom of feelings assaulted every nerve ending as her climax seized her and obliterated thought and reason from her.

Unable to hold back any longer, Cheryl began to nibble, lap and nip at the tender cress where Stephanie's trim little ass cheeks joined her slender thighs. This perfect little posterior was too painfully cute to be left alone. Parting the tiny cheeks with two fingers, Cheryl moved deeper to taste and explore Stephanie's diminutive labia with her lips and tongue. A quick teasing stroke of the tongue from the delightfully tiny clit to the almost impossibly minute pucker of the dwindling girl's sphincter brought another loud shriek and an uncontrollable shudder.

As Cheryl proceeded to lick, suckle and nibble the tiny, succulent morsel of Stephanie's miniature pussy, Stephanie continued to gradually dwindle, first to Lindsey's height then even smaller. Soon she was too small for her mouth to reach Lindsey's lips. Her small head now rested between Lindsey's breasts. A piercing shriek of ecstasy burst from Lindsey's throat as Stephanie's hungry lips wrapped themselves around the nearest swollen nipple.

Lindsey's eyes now opened to an amazing sight. Cheryl was now hovering before her with the lower part of her face buried in the tiny valley of Stephanie's behind. Stephanie, who had been of comparatively Amazonian stature a few minutes earlier, was now the sweet little munchkin cuddling her breasts. Eventually Cheryl's relentless assault on Stephanie's sex pushed the smaller girl off of Lindsey completely, freeing the shrunken coed to mount an assault of her own.

Clutching the huge vibrator with one hand, she was eventually able to squirm from beneath Cheryl and stand beside her on the bed. Even on her hands and knees Cheryl's back was as high as Lindsey's belly. The majestic sweep of her shoulders, back and flanks was breathtaking to the smaller woman. Carefully she moved around until she was standing directly behind the young titaness. Spurred on by the magnificent sight of Cheryl's ass, Lindsey moved forward and grasped the waistband of the huge panties in her tiny fists. With one smooth pull she tugged them down to mid thigh.

Lindsey hefted the vibrator in both hands now and began to slowly stroke the sensitive skin of Cheryl's inner thigh. Cheryl's powerful shivers shook the bed as Lindsey worked the tip of her mighty phallus around the giant girl's steaming womanhood. Teasingly she brushed the tip close to the glistening nub of Cheryl's clit, standing out prominently between her labia. With almost surgical precision she moved it up and down along the cleft of Cheryl's sex.

Meanwhile Cheryl continued to administer a thorough tongue bath to 'The Incredible Shrinking Stephanie'. She had turned the delirious little coed, now under two feet high, onto her back and was cradling her precious little bottom in the palm of her hand. Mercilessly she worried Stephanie's pussy with quick, little flicks of her tongue. Stephanie had managed to lock her little feet securely behind Cheryl's head and had no intention of releasing her without a struggle. One small hand was busy massaging her pert breasts and pinching her rigid, aching little nipples. Her lovely head was turned to the side, while her full, pouting lips suckled lazily at the tip of the index finger of the other hand.

Lindsey continued her relentless, mechanized exploration of Cheryl's sex. By now she had managed to work the end of the vibrator past the labia and was beginning to slowly force the shaft deeper in Cheryl's moist, quivering pussy. At last less than an inch of the thick shaft remained outside. Stretching forward, Lindsey grasped the swell of Cheryl's pelvic bone on both sides of her hips. The butt of the vibrator protruded from Cheryl's sex at the same height as her own pubis. Pressing her little mons against the end of the trembling shaft Cheryl was able to bury it to the hilt into Cheryl's pulsating tunnel.

Excruciatingly, delicious waves of pleasure surged through Lindsey's body as she pressed her belly between the smooth hills of Cheryl's ass and the powerful giant, vibrator. The front of her thighs pressed tightly against Cheryl's as she wiggled her hips in an attempt to press her enormous surrogate penis ever deeper. Each thrust of her tiny hips was answered with a shiver of pleasure and another lustful moan from the beautiful titaness. The feeling of power was exquisite; she was in complete control, fucking a girl more than twice her size.

Unfortunately Lindsey's moment of glory was short-lived. Soon she felt herself drawn up onto her tiptoes. A few last desperate thrusts and her feet left the coverlet entirely. She now found herself clinging to Cheryl's posterior, her breasts pressed against the giant girl's alabaster buns and her wide spread arms unable to maintain their grip on Cheryl's hipbones. Lindsey realized she was shrinking again as well.

With her last ounce of strength Lindsey was able to finally pull herself up onto Cheryl's back. It was a distinctly unsettling experience. Like sitting on a very unsteady table, several feet in the air. Below her Cheryl was gently tucking the now Barbie doll size Stephanie into the loving arms of her favorite teddy bear.

As Lindsey rested she saw Cheryl's grinning face turn to look back over her shoulder. Before she could move the giant coed's right arm bent back and swept Lindsey from her back. Holding Lindsey about the waist with both hands, Cheryl now rolled onto her back. She could feel and see Lindsey growing smaller as she held the feebly struggling doll girl above her face. With a sigh of satisfaction she lowered Lindsey to her mouth and began to gently lick and suckle the shrinking coed to one last cataclysmic orgasm. Within minutes Lindsey had dwindled down to one sixth of her previous height. She now stood just ten and one half inches high.

Cheryl was ecstatic as she wrapped her hands around the little nudes and raised two perfect, living dolls to her face for a closer examination. She loved the delightful feel of their hot little bodies squirming in her hands. The aroma of their sweet, hot sex was one of the most delicious fragrances she had ever experienced. Even their futile protests brought her a certain perverse pleasure as she tumbled the groggy little pair into a pillowcase to carry them back to their new home.

Chapter 8

Leaning against the doorjamb, Cheryl carefully considered her next move. With three tiny, naked beauties bathing in the bathroom sink before her, she was committed to her plan. Even if she knew how, she'd never be able to simply restore them and pretend that nothing had ever happened. Besides, the money she could make with a discovery like this would get her out of this hick town and set her up for life. All that remained was to cut Susan down to size and her future would be in the bag. With a little sigh she turned her attention back to her diminutive housemates. They were all fairly subdued now. Lindsey and Stephanie had scarcely been able to believe their eyes when they saw the equally tiny Andrea swinging on her perch in the birdcage. Andrea had already seen enough that there was very little Cheryl could do to surprise her. The tiny trio spoke quietly among themselves as they bathed, occasionally casting a nervous glance in the direction of their giant captor.

"Hey you three. What's that now? It's not very polite to exclude me from your little circle you know" Cheryl said as she bent down close to the shrunken threesome.

"If you really want to join the party why don't you take a little of your potion and join our little group?" Stephanie quipped.

"Yeah, why not? Let's see if you're so tough when you're up against someone your own size?" Lindsey shouted, flinging a tiny handful of suds along with her challenge.

"Well, you've still got quite a temper, don't you "˜Boobs'?" Cheryl sneered as she reached for her diminutive antagonist. Lindsey started to back away but was caught before she could scramble from the sink. Her tiny, flailing feet spattered her petite cohorts with a shower of tiny bubbles and soapy water as Cheryl effortlessly plucked her from the sink. The half-pint coed fought like a tiny wildcat against the huge fingers that held her as she was effortlessly raised to Cheryl's eye-level.

"Hmmm... I guess I can't blame you for being a little pissed off, can I pipsqueak?" Cheryl mused, "I'm sure if somebody turned me into a walking, talking, hair twirling "˜Boobie Doll', my panties would be in a twist too." Her lips curled in a slight smile as her fingers began to tease and fondle the shrunken coed's heaving breasts.

"Put me down you psychotic bitch!" Lindsey screamed as she struggled desperately to ward off Cheryl's tormenting digits. Her miniscule strength was no match for the colossal hands that held and tormented her. Furiously her tiny fists and feet punched and kicked Cheryl's huge, fondling fingers. Above her Cheryl grinned maniacally as her fingers playfully probed and explored every delicious curve and hollow of Lindsey's ultra-petite physique.

At last Cheryl tired of groping her tiny captive and relented. "Much as I'd love to just hang out with you dolls, I've got a few big girl things to take care of" she said as she wrapped the furious mini girl in a soft towel. "You three get yourselves all dolled up now, there are some people I'd like you to meet tonight and I want you to look your best" she continued. As the tiny threesome began to dry themselves Cheryl laid out their evening's attire.

Twenty minutes later Cheryl's petite prisoners were dressed, at least marginally and locked away in their respective cages. Andrea, wearing a bright yellow, one-piece thong shared the large cage with Stephanie who was barely dressed in a nearly transparent pink baby doll negligee. From their position on the dresser they could see Lindsey, alone in the small cage hanging nearer the bed. Lindsey looked as voluptuous and sexy as ever swinging in the cage wearing a light blue, midriff bearing, French-cut tee shirt and matching lacey, thong bottom.

"Now you be good while I'm gone", she said addressing the cage where Andrea and Stephanie stood silently watching. Turning to Lindsey she scowled slightly before continuing "And you better keep your cute little ass out of trouble or there will be hell to pay." Sliding quietly from the swing Lindsey glared back defiantly. Her shapely legs set in a wide, determined stance, arms crossed beneath her proud, little bosom.

"Oh my, aren't we fierce?" Cheryl chuckled, "I might actually be intimidated if you weren't knee-high to a three-year old." With that she gave the bottom of Lindsey's prison a sharp rap that sent the cage swinging and sent the furious mini-beauty staggering backward into the bars of her cage. Lindsey bristled with rage but remained silent as she slowly pulled herself upright inside the wildly swinging jail.

As soon as Cheryl departed Andrea and Stephanie rushed forward and began calling to their companion. "Lindsey! Are you okay? I can't believe that bitch!" Stephanie shouted. "Yeah, I'm fine" Lindsey answered, "So help me I'm going to get even with her if it's the last thing I do!" With that Lindsey set her shoulder against n the refrigerator. Moments later Jim and Susan were hurrying toward his car, leaving a furious Cheryl quietly fuming in the living room.

After a few moments of enraged cursing and planning Cheryl had formed an alternate plan and was dashing for her own car, determined that her quarry would not escape. Armed with a couple bottles of shrinking formula and a bottle of chloroform pilfered from Susan's lab she set off in hot pursuit of the young couple. She was sure that they were headed to the Octoplex for the obligatory first date movie. Her primary concern was how much and how quickly Susan would reduce. She'd only finished part of the potion and she'd taken it very slowly. "Why couldn't that jerk be habitually late or at least an alcoholic!" she swore as she hurried after them.

Susan struggled desperately to maintain her composure as they drove to the cinema. She'd dated a few times before but she'd never felt like this. Her heart was racing and her entire body tingled as Jim opened the car door and took her hand. He seemed so handsome and powerful, almost heroic as they walked hand in hand across the parking lot. She had thought that she was a little taller than he was. Now they seemed to be looking eye to eye. It had been a good idea to wear flats, she thought as she gave his hand a little squeeze.

As they settled themselves into the darkened theater Susan was feeling that fortune had decided to smile on her at last. The only problem was that she was getting so turned on and excited that she could barely sit still. What would he think of her if she attacked him on their first date? She didn't want him to think that she was so easy but she could hardly keep her hands off of him. And just how long was this damn movie, anyway?

As she wrestled with this dilemma Susan began to notice something else. She was actually having some trouble seeing over the person in front of her. She usually had to sit slumped down in her seat with her knees pressed against the back of the seat in front of her. This new theater had to be the roomiest she had ever been in. For the first time in her life she had more than enough legroom and nice wide seats as well.

Suddenly she became aware of other curious things as well. Sitting up straight so that she could see the screen, her feet just reached the floor. Sure they might make wide seats and theaters with plenty of legroom but no one ever built a cinema with seats taller than usual. Not only was the seat large but she discovered that she had slipped off her shoes without even untying them. Cautiously she looked over toward Jim. He definitely seemed bigger than before.

Her heart began to beat even faster as she realized what was happening to her. She checked her hand and found that her rings were all much too loose and her clothing was much roomier than when she had dressed. Somehow she must have been contaminated when she was working in the lab. But how, she was always so careful and never administered such a large dosage even to the test animals. One thing was certain, she had to get out of here and come up with an antidote quickly.

Not far away Cheryl was frantically searching the darkened theaters for her elusive quarry. Of course, the place had to be packed. Some of the damned ushers wouldn't even let her into the theaters. "If I just had a way to use this stuff like a pepper spray, I'd settle them in short order" she mused. Finally she decided that the best thing to do was to wait in the lobby. They'd have to come through there eventually. When they did she'd pick up their trail and find some way to cut them both down to size.

Susan nearly panicked as she felt her heels leave the floor. Summoning all her courage she squeezed Jim's hand.

"Umm... I'm really sorry but I've got to get out here" she whispered.

"What's wrong? Aren't you feeling well?" he replied.

"We just have to go. I can't explain right now" she answered nervously.

Jim sighed as he rose and started up the aisle. "No! Wait! Let's go out the back" Susan pleaded, "It's closer to the car anyway." Susan was careful to keep behind him as they slipped from the theater. Her oversized shoes and somewhat baggy clothing made it very difficult to move gracefully as she shuffled to the fire exit and out into the fading light.

Jim turned to hold the door for his perplexing date and was shocked to see a rather petite woman slipping through the door behind him instead of the statuesque beauty he had escorted into the theater. There was no doubt in his mind that it was Susan but a much smaller and extremely agitated Susan. "Wha... what's happened to you?" he finally managed.

"It's something I've been working on. I must have accidentally ingested some of the formula" she squeaked. "Please, just take me home. I have to figure out what to do" she continued, glancing about nervously and hoping there was no one nearby to see her standing there in her sagging clothing.

"You can't be serious. People don't shrink." he answered, oblivious to the foolishness of his statement. "Oh really!" she shot back, setting her hands and bunched sleeves on her slender hips and glaring up at him.

"Sorry" he answered sheepishly, "I guess I'm just finding it all pretty hard to believe."

"Well, believe it" she responded, pulling her sagging shorts back up to her waist. "Now, can we please, please get out of here? I can't stand the idea of anyone seeing me like this. If I get much smaller I'm going to shrink right out of my clothes" she pleaded.

"Sure. Don't worry" Jim answered as they hurried to the car. He was amazed that this woman who now barely came up to his chest was the same one that stood eye to eye with him less than half an hour earlier. There was also something terribly charming in the way she clutched her shoes and oversized clothing as she scurried across the parking lot and slipped into the car. Dropping into the driver's seat, Jim started the engine and sped toward the sorority house.

As they drove Susan became more agitated and excited by the minute. She was mortified that Jim was seeing her like this and that he might discover that she was hoping to make herself shorter so that she would be more attractive to him. She had thought that an inch or three over the course of a few months might almost go unnoticed. Now she was turning into a little midget right before his eyes! Adding to her dilemma was the knowledge that the formula was causing a raging hormonal storm in her slowly, dwindling body. She could barely control herself. She wanted to touch him, to press her body against his and run her hands over his smooth, hard muscles.

Never in her adult life had she been so close to a man who was so much larger than herself. The majority of men who were taller than her were mostly sort of lanky, gawky types. She'd dreamed of one day meeting a mesomorphic giant who would be able to sweep her up in his powerful arms and carry her away. As her eyes traveled from his handsome face down his body she realized that at her present size Jim was now very near the ideal she'd dreamt of for so long.

Cautiously she eased her hand over and laid it gently on his thigh. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she slid her hand along his thigh toward his groin. Her mind was in a complete turmoil now. She wanted him so badly that she couldn't help but touch him. She knew that part of what she was feeling was the effect of the drug but there was more, so much more.

Jim was finding it very difficult to concentrate on driving. He tried to pretend that he didn't notice Susan's small hand as it slowly stroked his thigh and came to rest just inches from groin. He knew that she was very nervous so he decided it would be best to play it cool. He could suppress his voluntary reactions but the involuntary reactions of his body were another matter. Within moments he felt his penis twitch and stiffen as her small fingers continued to massage his thigh. He could feel her hot, little hand cautiously working its way toward his throbbing manhood. His pulse was pounding furiously in his veins as her delicate fingers began to slowly caress his turgid penis through the heavy material of his jeans.

Susan let out a long, low moan as she fought the urge to grab his cock and squeeze it like a loaf of bread. "Are you sure I shouldn't just take you to a hospital?" Jim asked, not knowing that the source of her discomfort had nothing to do with pain and everything to do with desperate longing. "No, please. I just need a little time to sort things out. I'm sure I can come up with a counter agent" she gasped as she wrapped her fingers as far around his shaft as his clothing and the relative smallness of her hand would allow. Her almost frantic passion showed clearly on her face as she looked up into his eyes and whispered "I'm sorry... I... I can't help it."

Susan found herself squirming and squeezing her legs together uncontrollably as she wantonly fondled the thick shaft of his cock. She felt so hot, so sexy. Moments ago her body had trembled at the merest thought of his sex. Now she was unabashedly stroking his shaft with only a few layers of cloth between them. Nothing else mattered now; she had to have him. She burned to take him inside her, to feel the length of him sliding into her, stretching her and filling her.

Jim was ready to explode by the time they reached the house. For the past ten minutes Susan had been stroking him and moaning softly to herself. He could see that she had grown even smaller as they drove. She had curled herself into a little ball, barely filling the passenger seat and was nearly lost within her clothing. With a sigh of regret Jim opened the door and pulled himself away from the little hand that was so skillfully and enthusiastically massaging his now raging hard-on.

Scrambling around the car as quickly as possible he opened the passenger door for Susan. Now that he was standing above her she looked even smaller. The sultry little figure trembling in the seat before him could not have been more than four feet high. He bent down and lifted her from the seat. He was amazed by her delicacy; she seemed as light as a feather. After kicking the car door closed he turned and hurried toward the house with the diminutive damsel in his arms.

Chapter 9

Cradling his now diminutive date in his arms, Jim dashed up the sidewalk like an impala. Taking the stairs two at a time he was across the porch and shouldering his way through the door in the blink of an eye. He continued at this breakneck pace as he sped up the stairs and down the hallway to Susan's room.

Virtually cocooned in the tangle of her over-sized clothing, Susan clung tightly to Jim's chest as he carried her from the car to the house and up the stairs. Upon reaching her room he paused and set her down in the hallway. For a moment Susan stood awestruck before him. She could hardly believe how small she had become. As she looked up at him she realized that the top of her head barely reached his chest.

Clutching her baggy clothing to her little body, Susan frantically thrust her small hand into one pocket after another as she searched for her key. A moment later she was forcing the unexpectedly large key into a lock that was nearly as high as her chest. Even turning the lock was a bit of a struggle at this size.

Jim followed her as she shuffled into the room and clambered onto her bed. He could see that she was shivering and extremely distraught. She was an amazing sight to behold, a once tall, slender woman now diminished to less than four feet in height. Her eyes were downcast and she seemed to be sobbing slightly as he gently settled down beside her.

Reaching behind her, Jim wrapped his hand around one slender shoulder and drew her little body close to his. Susan shivered slightly at his touch but did not attempt to draw away. Instead she pressed the side of her little head against his chest and slipped her small arms as far around his waist as they would reach.

"˜Susan? What's wrong? Why are you crying?' he asked as he slipped his other arm around her in an attempt to comfort her. "˜I...I wanted our date to be perfect and now it's ruined!' she sobbed. "˜We've missed the movie and I've turned into a ridiculous little pygmy. The evening's a complete disaster and it's all my fault' she wailed in her breathy, almost little girl voice.

"˜Don't be silly' Jim replied, sliding one hand under her slender thighs and lifting her onto his lap. "˜I can say that without a doubt this is probably going to be one of the most memorable evenings of my entire life.' Susan paused for a moment before responding. The way his large, powerful hands had lifted her so easily sent a renewed surge of erotic tension rippling through her little body. Once more her heart began to race as she realized that she was now seated across the thighs of this handsome giant, her oversize clothing in complete disarray. At last she managed to compose herself enough to speak. "˜I can just see it in your memoirs "˜The Night of the Pipsqueak Date'' she muttered.

Slipping a finger under her little chin, he tilted her head back so that their eyes met. "˜That really isn't what I'm thinking at all,' he said. With a small sigh Susan closed her eyes and momentarily abandoned her self-recrimination to his quiet, gentle strength. Without another word he leaned forward and pressed his lips to her tiny, trembling mouth. His kiss was immediately answered by a hot, passionate kiss from the miniature beauty seated on his thighs. Her soft, warm lips parted and the tip of her small tongue thrust between his lips and danced in frenzied circles about the entrance to his mouth.

He could feel her passion suddenly surging as her little arms circled his neck and she pulled herself closer. Her tiny chest was heaving with passion as he cradled her small back and shoulders. She was so light, so tiny and yet filled with an enormous erotic energy. Jim was amazed by the incredible transformation that had occurred in a matter of a few brief seconds.

Susan struggled desperately to control herself. On the one hand she was embarrassed that Jim would think that she was a tramp who simply threw herself at men. On the other hand she wanted nothing more than to tear his clothes off and make passionate love to him in any way her diminished physical size would allow. She knew that her yearning was due in part to the side effects of the drug but not entirely. The drug hadn't created her desire but it had reduced her inhibitions to the point where they could no longer stem her ardor.

She found herself writhing and squirming as this conflict added even more tension to the sexual inferno raging inside her. When Jim's hands finally slipped down from her back to cup and squeeze her little buttocks she could contain herself no longer. Breaking their kiss and arching her back she let out a loud, high"“pitched squeal.

Momentarily regaining her composure, Susan released her hold on Jim's neck and pulled her baggy shirt around her slender shoulders. Looking up into his eyes she shivered slightly as she squirmed and slid from his lap. She had to control herself; she couldn't allow him to think that she was just some kind of pint-sized tramp.

Jim regarded the diminutive young woman before him "˜Susan, what's wrong now?' She looked terribly cute standing there in her oversize clothing, her small face flushed with passion. "˜It's just... well, I'm not really like this. So aggressive, I mean. The formula I've been working on, the one that's shrunk me has a side effect. It appears to remove all sexual inhibitions. I just don't want you to think that I'm some kind of a pushover that would jump into bed with just anyone. I really, really like you but this is happening so fast and I can't control myself.'

After a few moments of thought Jim responded. "˜Okay let me get this straight. The same drug that reduced you is the only reason you're attracted to me right now?'

"˜No, no!' Susan exclaimed, "˜I've been attracted to you since we met. It's just that now I can't control myself' she said, placing a small hand on his knee. "˜It's all such a mess. I just wanted to be a little shorter so I could look up into your eyes when we danced, to feel what other girls feel when they're held by someone who's so much bigger and stronger than they are. I wanted to be like other girls so you'd be attracted to me. I've always been so tall that nobody wanted to date me. Now I'm a little shrimp and you must think I'm just a silly little bimbo who can't keep from shrinking out of her clothes.'

Jim smiled down at her, his large hand moving to cover her small one. "˜Susan, I've been attracted to you since we met. It never bothered me that you were tall. You didn't need to change your size to suit me' he whispered lovingly. Susan's tiny lip began to tremble. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up at him. "˜You liked me tall?' she rasped in a tiny trembling voice, "˜And now that I'm a little munchkin.'

Jim stopped her abruptly; "˜Don't you see! Tall or small it doesn't matter. It's you that I'm in love with, not your size.' With a small gasp Susan looked up with a start. Her eyes opened wide, staring into his. "˜Did...did you just say you loved me?' she whispered. "˜Yes', he smiled as he slipped to the floor and knelt before her, "˜I guess I do.'

Susan sighed as though a huge burden had just been lifted from her. A powerful tremor ran through her little body as Jim gently placed his hands on her shoulders. Moments later an even more powerful shudder ran through her as she felt her oversized shorts finally lose their tenuous hold on her slender hips and slip silently to the floor.

Jim's hands slipped from her slender shoulders, tenderly caressing her small arms as they moved down to encircle her narrow waist. Susan's eyes widened with passion as his hand drew her toward him. Kneeling on the floor as he was gave her the illusion of being slightly taller than her gigantic sweetheart. Susan smiled at the irony of leaning downward for a kiss. Moments later she found herself squirming with erotic delight as his large hands began to squeeze and fondle her diminutive derriere through the fabric of her tent-like shirt.

The sensation of his fingers roaming over her little body was almost electric in its intensity. Her small hands fought a desperate mock battle to prevent him from slipping his hands up under the hem of her shirt. Susan squealed and giggled with delight as his inquisitive fingers explored the silky smoothness of her trim little thighs. She could actually feel the moisture oozing from her sex as she pressed her thighs together in her struggle to keep him from slipping her now baggy, lace panties down her thighs and past her knees. Her breath was coming in frantic, lusty little gasps. Her knees felt as though they had lost the strength to support her as his huge fingers began to stroke and caress the bare flesh of her tiny, naked ass.

Susan's tiny hands clawed feverishly at his chest. Her small mouth pressed against his with all the strength her petite form could muster. She had all but abandoned herself to the torrent of passion that surged over her. Each caress of his fingers along the sensitive hollow where her thighs joined her buttocks, each exploratory journey along the sweet furrow that separated those petite cheeks weakened her resistance a little more.

The last bastion of Susan's modesty was the tremendous effort she was expending to keep her little thighs pressed tightly together. She knew that once this last stronghold was breached she would be swept away by the torrent of primal lust churning within her. Again and again his gentle probing fingers attempted to insinuate themselves between her dainty thighs. Each time his efforts were thwarted by a quick twist of her waist or parried by a knee drawn quickly upward. A moment later she would be forced to thrust her slender hips forward and squeeze her little buttocks together as another questing digit pressed the invasion against her unprotected rear.

All the while Susan could feel the heat and wetness increasing within her tiny sex. Their lover's game of probe and parry was continually stoking the roaring furnace of her ardor. She knew that sooner or later one of Jim's persistent sorties would penetrate her defenses. At that moment she would become his. Knowing this made the agonizing anticipation all the more delicious.

Jim found himself completely transfixed by the indescribable softness and smoothness of Susan's petite thighs and tight, tiny little ass. He felt as though he could play with her all day. He loved the way she squeezed her little ass cheeks together to capture his fingers as he attempted to explore the mysteries of her most intimate recesses. Her passionate kisses and caress of her doll-tiny hands roaming over his body served as a perfect counterpoint to her steadfast determination to prevent him from reaching his goal.

He marveled at the ease with which his hand could span her firm, flat tummy. Each cheek of her petite posterior was barely enough to fill one of his cupped hands. And yet, despite her diminutive stature there was nothing small or underdeveloped about the passion she displayed or the lust that she aroused in him. She was still all woman, only now she was simply reduced to almost childish proportions.

Since she had proved that she could deal with simultaneous assaults from both directions at once, Jim decided to employ a diversionary tactic. Quickly sliding one hand up under her shirt, he captured one of her pert little breasts in his hand. Gently pinching the diminutive nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he expertly rolled it with just enough pressure to cause Susan to gasp and stiffen at this sudden new sensation. Before she could react, he drove his hand between her thighs.

Susan shrieked with ecstasy as she felt his powerful digits separate her thighs and press firmly against her sex. At last the waiting was over. The pressure of his huge forefinger against the moist, puffy folds of her labia sent waves of pleasure rippling through her body. She could feel her juices pouring forth, drenching his fingers and her inner thighs as well. The hard shaft of his huge finger felt more like a lover's penis than just a finger. The tension that had fueled her resistance flowed from her body just as the moisture from her sex oozed forth, soaking his hand, her slender thighs and the steamy, little furrow between her pert buttocks.

As Susan continued to slowly squirm and wriggle in Jim's arms, she made a series of soft little mewing sounds. Her internal struggle was now over. At last she could surrender herself to her desire. Her quivering thighs pressed tightly together, trapping the invader with even more strength than she had exerted to resist him just moments before. Her small hips now thrust back and forth, grinding her diminutive sex against his hand. Each forward thrust pressed the short, soft bristles of her close-cropped bush against his waiting thumb. Barely able to control her passion she sank her teeth onto a fold of his shirt and growled with pleasure.

Unable to resist the urge to see all of her, Jim withdrew his hand from the front of her shirt and began to tug at the buttons. This sudden change allowed Susan to momentarily regain her composure. Reluctantly she released her grip on his hand and stepped away. "˜No, you first' she said looking into his eyes. "˜Take off your shirt' she continued as she stepped forward and began to tug his shirt free from the waistband of his trousers.

Never being one to refuse a lady, Jim obliged her by pulling his shirt free and pulling it up and over his head. Susan's eyes gleamed with delight as she slowly leaned forward and began to trace tiny circles around his stiffening nipples with the tip of her tongue. Her small hands caressed and explored his broad, muscular chest. She couldn't get enough of him. The very sight, feel and smell of him filled her with passion.

Jim leaned back and closed his eyes, content for the moment to savor the sweet sensation of her little hands and tiny mouth stroking, caressing and kissing his body. He had never imagined what making love to such a small woman would be like. At once he found himself entranced by the flood of new sensations. His need for her was approaching desperate urgency but he had made up his mind to allow her to have her way for the time being. Besides, he could easily get used to this kind of treatment.

Having momentarily satisfied her desire to explore his chest, Susan gradually began to move down his body. Her tiny hands raked his sides as she planted a series of tiny kisses on the rippling muscles of his abdomen. Moments later the tip of her dainty tongue was teasing and exploring his navel. For Jim the stimulation was nearly unbearable. The scrape of her tiny nails and the nibbling of her little doll's mouth created an agonizing mixture of indescribable sensations. He could feel her hands plucking and tugging at his belt. He knew that if he allowed her to continue it would all end much too quickly. Steeling himself, Jim placed his hands on her little shoulders and gently pulled her from his waist.

"˜Just a minute now. I think it's time you took off your shirt', he said smiling down at her. "˜My shirt?' Susan squeaked back demurely. "˜But I don't have a stitch on underneath it' she continued coyly, clutching the gaping collar tightly around her little neck. "˜If I take it off I'll be completely naked' she exclaimed with a breathy, little shiver.

"˜Yes. I think I'd like that' he smiled, "˜Besides, we should really make sure everything has shrunk in proper proportion.'

"˜Oh, I see. This is going to be some kind of scientific examination, is it? Very well, if it's all in the name of science' she shrugged in mock resignation. Her downcast eyes hid a mischievous glint as she began to unbutton her shirt, beginning with the bottommost button and slowly working her way up. Jim was fascinated by his first unobstructed glimpses of her trim, little calves and graceful, tapered thighs. When Susan reached the third button he chuckled and said, "˜If you were any smaller you wouldn't need to do much but shrug your shoulders to take that off.'

"˜Any smaller?' Susan shivered, "˜Don't even say that. I don't think I could stand being any smaller. Besides, what could you possibly do with me if I were even smaller?'

"˜I imagine you'd figure something out' he chuckled.

Susan finished undoing the top button but then pulled the shirt tightly closed about her. Tilting her head a little to one side, she looked up into his eyes and said, "˜Whatever do you mean?' Then, slowly turning her back to him, she looked back over one shoulder. At the same time she allowed her oversized garment to slide down a little on one side, just enough to reveal the smooth, creamy curve of one small shoulder. With a little sigh she relaxed her grip a little more, allowing the collar to gape open enough to bare both small shoulders as well as the top of her back and dainty bosom.

Summoning all her nerve Susan released her grip on the front of the shirt and dropped her arms to her sides. Slowly, with a sweet caress like flowing honey, the soft, heavy material of her shirt slipped downward. A moment later she was standing before him, just as naked as she had come into the world.

Jim knelt speechless behind her, fascinated by the image of the magnificent, miniature beauty before him. He was amazed by how indescribably sexy she was. There was something about her tinyness that made her seem even more appealing. She seemed so vulnerable and delicate.

"˜Well, Professor. Does it look like everything is okay?' said Susan smiling over her shoulder.

"˜Everything looks just wonderful to me' Jim answered. Unable to resist Susan's petite charms any longer, he reached out to pat the perfect little mounds of her diminutive derriere.

Susan jumped at this unexpected sensation. "˜Professor! Please, this is supposed to be a scientific examination' Susan scolded.

"˜Quite right, miss. My apologies' he answered, "˜Now if you will please turn around, I'll continue.'

With a brave little sigh the petite coed slowly turned, her small hands folded demurely over her little sex to preserve her modesty. Other than that Jim had an unobstructed view of all her diminutive delights. She saw the appreciative smile and one rakishly cocked eyebrow. A moment later she looked down at her breasts and gave a little start.

"˜Oh, those were never very big to begin with,' she said very matter-of-factly.

"˜They look just perfect to me,' Jim replied with a grin.

Taking her little shoulders in his hands, Jim drew her into his embrace once more. At last she was completely and utterly naked in the arms of her immense lover. The caress of his hands against her bare flesh sent every nerve in her body tingling with delight.

"˜Oh, god' she gasped, "˜I've never felt so turned on in my life!' Her small fingers dug into his hair as she pressed herself against him. She clawed, bit and tore at him like a tiny wildcat. Her little knees gripped his sides, the firm mounds of her pert breasts pressed hard against his chest. "˜I can't stand it and longer' she hissed, "˜You're still way overdressed! Please, stand up!' Susan allowed herself to slide down his body as he obliged her. Her arms were barely able to encircle his waist as she dropped to the floor. He looked and felt simply huge.

Jim shivered with anticipation as her small hands tugged frantically at his belt. Her fingers moved like lightning as she struggled to unbutton and unzip his jeans. She didn't slow her pace until she slid her soft, warm hands into his waistband and pulled herself to his groin. His heart pounded in his chest as she pressed the side of her small head against his belly once more. The gentle caress of her moist lips and tickling tongue caused him to gasp with pleasure. With a single smooth, inexorable motion she pushed his jeans and briefs from his hips.

Susan gave a little giggle of surprise and delight as his rigid penis sprang free, released at last from the confines of his underwear. Pretending to ignore it for the moment, she stooped and slid his trousers all the way to the floor. She smiled up into his eyes she stretched up to her full height once more. It was impossible for her to ignore her giant lover's colossal member any longer.

His hands stroked her hair, face and shoulders as she pressed her smooth, creamy bosom against his crotch. Her little hands clutched and squeezed the firm, muscular globes of his ass, pulling him closer. Her small, firm breasts were at just the right height to trap his cock in the warm, sweet valley between them. Closing her eyes, she squeezed the huge, hot, musky shaft of his cock between her perfect, little cones. The silky, softness of her hair brushing against his belly sent a tremor of ecstasy rippling through Jim's flesh.

Time seemed to stand still for Susan as she massaged the shaft of his massive cock between her saucy, little tits. At her present size his swollen phallus seemed to be at least fourteen inches long and nearly the diameter of a soda can. She needed to do nothing more than tilt her head downward in order to bring her mouth to his cock. Lovingly she planted a tender kiss on the sensitive area just beneath the engorged head of his throbbing penis. With a maddening, steady slowness she moved her little hands to his crotch. One hand cupped his full, heavy scrotum while the tiny fingers of the other wrapped themselves as far around the base of his turgid phallus as they could reach.

It was indescribably exhilarating to hold his enormous manhood in her small hands, to feel the way his body shuddered at the slightest pressure of her fingers. Looking up into his eyes she pulled the head of his massive penis close to her lips. An impish smile spread across her lips as she blew a deliciously delicate breath across the sensitive skin of his cock. Instinctively she knew that her very tinyness gave her a tremendous power to tease and titillate her gigantic man.

Her eyes never left his as she opened her lips and attempted to engulf the tip of his mammoth member. She wanted so much to take his entire length into mouth, to pleasure him in every way that she had ever imagined. At her present size it was all she could do to take the head of his cock in her mouth. Her jaws still ached from the strain as she ran her little tongue along the tender underside of his penis. Closing her eyes, she savored his musky flavor as she pleasured him as best her diminutive mouth and small hands were able. A series of tiny licks and nibbles brought a very gratifying moan of pleasure from her huge paramour.

All the while his hands caressed her head and shoulders, gently caressing her hair, stoking the smooth flesh of her supple neck and shoulders, massaging her back and the brushing the firm, creamy flesh of her exquisite bosom. She was so deeply engrossed in her efforts to satisfy him that she didn't notice when his hands started to move lower, sliding down her sides toward her tiny, slender waist.

Susan awoke suddenly from her erotic daydream when she felt his fingers encircling her waist. A moment later she reluctantly released her hold on his phallus as he lifted her from the floor and pulled her to his chest. As if of their own will her slender legs wrapped themselves around his waist. She giggled with delight as his hands cupped and squeezed the exquisite little globes of her tiny, naked ass. Locking her hands behind his neck she pulled herself to his lips. This kiss was like a perfect, frozen moment of time. While it lasted there was nothing in the world but the two of them, joined for eternity in a single, pure, crystalline embrace.

At last their lips parted. Staring intently into his eyes Susan relaxed her grip on his neck and his waist. Without moving his hands from her tiny bottom Jim allowed her weight to slowly pull her toward her goal. As she gradually slid down his chest it almost seemed as though she were shrinking once more. Closing her eyes, she placed the side of her head against his chest and allowed herself to slip lower and lower. A shiver of intense excitement ran through her as she felt the tip of his penis brush the sensitive cleft of her miniature sex.

They needed no words. Susan slipped one hand beneath her to grasp his shaft once more. She could feel a hot flush covering her body as she moved the tip of his huge manhood back and forth along the tender petals of her outer labia. She could feel her juices flowing down the shaft and his cock literally throbbing with excitement as she moved it into position at the entrance to her diminutive vaginal tunnel. Holding her bottom lip between her teeth Susan steeled herself and began to slowly grind her hips, gradually working more and more of his cock into the tiny entrance of her sex.

Jim could feel her tiny body quivering both with lust and the tremendous effort of stretching to accommodate his cock. His mind swam from the incredible sensation caused by her tiny pussy squeezing his throbbing penis like a second skin. He resisted the urge to thrust himself deep inside her. Instead he held himself still and allowed her to control the depth and pace of penetration. Eventually she managed to work the head of his phallus completely inside her. The sensation was indescribable. Gradually she began to move a little faster. With every thrust and grind she managed to work a little more of his engorged member inside her.

When she felt that she could hold no more she paused and began to flex the muscles of her miniature vagina, gripping and squeezing his pulsing shaft even more tightly than before. She could feel her climax approaching now, fueled by the sensation of his enormous penis filling her to capacity. A series of delicious tremors ran through her body as she began to move her hips back and forth. Susan shuddered as she felt his body responding to hers. She knew his orgasm was approaching as well. "˜Fuck me, Jim. Now...please fuck me', she whispered.

He responded by gently thrusting his hips in time to her movements. They were completely joined now, body and soul. Two beings fused into a single entity, they moved, felt and loved as one. Susan's high, breathy moans and squeals became louder and more impassioned as he picked up the pace and power of his thrusts. Clawing, kicking and biting the diminutive coed abandoned herself to her passion.

A seething torrent of primal lust surged through her little body as she climaxed on the tremendous cock of her giant lover. This was more stimulation than Jim could bear. The pulsing grip of her tight, quivering pussy pushed him over the edge. Throwing his head back he gasped as he shot his hot seed gushing into the womb of his miniature lover.

Even before the first wave of Susan's pleasure had subsided she felt a new flood of ecstasy welling from deep inside her. Wave after wave of undulating desire raced through her tiny body as she furiously pumped her churning hips back and forth on Jim's huge cock. A thick, slippery mixture of her own juices and Jim's cum lubricated her tiny womanhood and drenched her slender thighs. His huge hands squeezed and pinched the soft, yielding flesh of her perfect little rear. The unexpected sensation of a huge, wet finger sliding along the sensitive cleft of her ass sent another shudder of delight coursing through Susan's petite frame.

Even after his own climax the pulsing grip of Susan's undersized vagina had kept Jim's erection from subsiding. The sheer dynamic sexual fury of this miniaturized woman was like nothing he had ever experienced. Each pulse of her little sex brought another throb of pleasure to his impaling member. Eventually, their energy spent, the young man and his diminutive lover collapsed onto the bed. A soft, satisfied sigh escaped Susan's lips as Jim carefully pulled his slowly deflating penis from her tiny pussy. Gently Jim pulled her to his chest. With her small head resting on his shoulder they drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 10

From their vantage point on the dresser Andrea and Stephanie watched in quiet fascination as Lindsey continued to heave and strain against the bars of her prison. With grim, steadfast determination the diminutive coed threw herself into the task of tearing her cage to pieces. Little by little, millimeter by millimeter the bars began to slowly spread.

"I think she's lost it completely", Andrea whispered, "What's she think she's gonna do if she gets those bars apart? She'll break her neck if she falls from that high."

"Well there's no point in trying to talk her out of it", Stephanie replied, "Once she has her mind set on doing something she's like a one woman wrecking machine."

"Someone needs to remind her that she's a pocket size wrecking machine now", Andrea sneered.

This sudden, graphic description of their present stature sent a shiver of anxiety through Stephanie's tiny body, causing the miniature girl to hug herself. The eerie experience of being just over ten inches high, dressed in a diaphanous shortie nightgown filled her with dread. The prospect of spending the rest of her life as someone's personal plaything wasn't something she liked to think about. Grasping the bars of her own cage in her small hands she called out to her roommate in the cage across the room. "Lindsey! Please be careful! Even if you can open the bars, you'll never survive the drop to the floor."

"Don't worry about me!" Lindsey shouted back. "You two can stay there and be Cheryl's Barbie dolls if you like but I'm getting out of here and back to my normal size. Then I'm gonna get even with that bitch. "I'm sure someone else is in the house right now. You hear all that racket. It's probably Susan, if I can just get her attention she'll know what to do about getting us out of the Jr. Petite aisle."

"You're right, she is really determined", said Andrea stepping up beside Stephanie once more. "I almost feel sorry for Cheryl... almost."

Just then a loud "Ping!" split the air. One of the welds Lindsey had been working against finally gave; her persistence had finally paid off. Bracing her back against the detached bar Lindsey pushed with all the strength in her arms and legs, widening the gap enough to allow her to squeeze through at last.

"Oh my God!" Stephanie shrieked as she saw the tiny figure of her doll size roommate clambering onto the outside of the cage, "Be careful!"

"Be quiet!" Lindsey shouted back, "I know what I'm doing!" Cautiously she worked her way around until she was on the side of the cage nearest the bed, several feet away.

"She's lost her tiny, little mind if she thinks she can make that jump from the side of a swinging cage" Andrea whispered. "She'll never make it."

As Andrea and Stephanie anxiously watched Lindsey bent her knees deeply then suddenly straightened them, pushing the cage away. Both girls gasped for a moment until they saw that Lindsey had not released her hold on the bars. Instead she swung with the cage and continued to push off against the cage as it swung away from the bed and pull it toward her as it returned.

Soon the cage was swinging freely as the nearly naked, mini beauty rode it back and forth like a tiny Quasimodo. With a quick check over her shoulder Lindsey summoned all her courage and pushed off at the peak of her back swing.

Both Andrea and Stephanie screamed in unison as they watched the tiny, auburn haired figure hurtling through the air. The pair of diminutive coeds clung to one another in wide-eyed horror as they watched little Lindsey plunge toward the bed and disappear from sight. Quivering with dread the shrunken pair hugged one another tightly as they waited for some sign that their worst fears had not been realized.

Moments later their jaws dropped in unison as a tiny, tousled auburn head appeared from the center of pillow. Lindsey's high-pitched voice was the first to break the silence. "Wow! What a rush! And everyone said gymnastics was a waste of my time." Standing, Lindsey surveyed her surroundings. Andrea's bed appeared to be the size of a basketball court. Several feet beyond her roommate and Andrea stood hugging one another inside their little wire prison.

"You two look really sweet but you might want to think about getting yourselves out of there", Lindsey called out.

"What? Aren't you going to help us?" Andrea cried out, finally regaining her senses.

"Nope, I've already opened one cage and I can hear someone in the hall shower. I'm going to see if I can find Sue and get us back to normal size." Walking to the edge of the bed she lowered herself to the floor and crept toward the door.

Finally standing on the floor Lindsey became fully aware of just how small she was. The bed, dresser, desk and chair all towered above her and the doorknob seemed to be impossibly high. There was a space beneath the door that she might slip through but she was sure it would be close, very close. Lying on the floor she could see light in the hallway and clearly hear the sounds of someone taking a shower. Lindsey pressed herself against the floor and began to squeeze under the door. Pushing with all her might she managed to force her head and shoulders through the narrow gap beneath the door. Wriggling and dragging with her arms she quickly slipped through as far as her hips only to encounter another obstacle.

"Oh that's just great" she muttered as she felt her firm, rounded bottom wedged tightly between the bottom of the door and the floor. With one last burst of effort Lindsey squirmed and wriggled her hips through the narrow gap. The miniature girl let out a sigh of relief as she felt herself moving forward once again though she also felt that something wasn't quite right.

On the other side of the door at last Lindsey stood up and looked about the hallway. Then glancing downward to take stock of her own condition she suddenly realized what was missing. The sheer lace panties she had been wearing had been torn completely away as she squeezed under the door. She was now wearing nothing but a tiny tee shirt, which barely covered her gravity-defying bosom.

"This is just wonderful", she grumbled. "It's not bad enough that I'm a pipsqueak, I'm also a bare-assed pipsqueak." With that she began to creep cautiously along the wall toward the bathroom. She felt very uncomfortable moving about in the open, being so small and nearly naked made her feel quite vulnerable. Though she knew no one was watching, her hands instinctively moved to cover her naked sex and bare backside. There was no mistaking the noise of someone in the shower behind the towering wooden door at the far end of the corridor. Summoning all her courage the tiny, bare bottomed beauty advanced toward the great doorway.

Their lovemaking finally complete Jim sat silently for several minutes admiring the gentle curves and delicate, elfin charms of his miniature lover. Susan had fallen fast asleep soon after the monumental series of orgasms that had racked her tiny body finally subsided. Quietly Jim arose, pulled on his jeans and slipped down the hall to the bathroom. After relieving himself he stepped into the shower to freshen his body and clear his mind.

In just the last few hours he had finally gone out with the girl he'd been chasing for months only to watch her dwindle from a statuesque beauty over six feet tall to a tiny pygmy, less than four feet high. They had made passionate love and she was now asleep just down the hall. Pulling his jeans on once again, Jim started down the hall to see his miniature lover once more and make sure that he hadn't imagined the entire episode.

As the huge door opened Lindsey drew back in surprise. She was prepared to see a giant come through the door but hadn't expected the huge figure to be a man! A moment later a loud squeak burst from her lungs as the warm flesh of her naked bottom pressed against the cool surface of the wall. This unexpected sensation made her little heart jump and sent a sudden shiver reverberating through her diminutive body.

Gazing up at him Lindsey was astonished by the spectacle of the towering young man before her. Her first impulse was to try and hide from him; then remembering her predicament; she summoned her courage and called out. He stopped, looked puzzled and glanced about. Raising her hands to her mouth, Lindsey filled her lungs and shouted as loud as she could, "Hey! Dude! Down here!"

Jim couldn't figure out where the distant voice was coming from. Then a movement near the floor caught his eye. For a few seconds he stood motionless, completely dumbfounded by the incredible sight of the doll size girl that seemed to be trying to get his attention. If the image of Susan, now standing less than four feet high seemed hard to believe then the sight of this miniature beauty, no more than a foot tall was simply astonishing. Suddenly the world seemed to be filled with tiny, beautiful, young women; could this be heaven?

Lindsey watched, lightly biting her index finger, as the handsome giant slowly crouched before her. Her other small hand pressed firmly against her pubis in an attempt to preserve a tiny shred of her modesty. Her heart was pounding with a mixture of anxiety, elation at the thought of being rescued and the intense sexual tension that was now developing.

"Who... who are you?" Jim stammered at last.

"My name is Lindsey" the miniature knockout replied, "And I really need your help right now" she continued.

"Oh, sure!" he nodded, "But... why are you so small?"

"It's kind of a long story. This bitch that lives with us got her hands on a shrinking potion that her roommate made. She's already shrunk me and a couple of other girls. I think she's planning on shrinking her roommate too. Please! You've got to help us!" Lindsey explained.

"That must be what's happening to Susan!" Jim exclaimed. "Is she going to become as tiny as you?"

"Oh no! She's already gotten to Sue!" cried Lindsey.

"I guess but she isn't nearly as small. Not yet anyway" Jim answered.

"Quickly, I don't think we have much time before Cheryl gets back" Lindsey exclaimed. "Help me set the others free then maybe Sue can figure out how to get us all back to our normal size."

"Okay" Jim answered, slowly extending his hand toward the tiny sex kitten. There was an awkward moment as he tried to figure out where to wrap his fingers around the diminutive, bare bottomed beauty.

Lindsey blushed deeply as his warm, powerful fingers encircled her legs. Her pulse was racing as he carefully lifted her from the floor. She could almost feel the caress of his eyes on the bare flesh of her legs and firm flat, stomach. A momentary loss of balance caused her to wobble unsteadily. Then a shiver of excitement ran though her small form as his index finger brushed along the smooth curve of her shapely bottom as he helped to steady her.

"Hey, if we're going to start getting physical the least you can do is tell me your name" she giggled.

"Oh! Sorry... I'm Jim" he blushed, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to...."

"That's okay" Lindsey smiled sexily, "I've got to tell you Jim, I really like the way you handle women. Now let's free the others and get out of here."

Chapter 11

Lindsey's head swam with excitement as Jim carried her down the hall. Normally she felt very at ease around men. Her beauty and extreme sexuality gave her a considerable degree of power over them and she had learned to use this to her advantage at a very early age. Her present condition changed things considerably. She was quite accustomed to being naked or nearly naked around a man, that was nothing new. But to have his hand wrapped completely around her thighs, to be carried in the palm of his hand like a child's toy, that was something she wasn't accustomed to. She squirmed a little in his grasp, as much to feel the sensation of the thick, coarse skin of his hand against her smooth flesh as to escape a little of the considerable warmth of his grasp. She imagined that she could almost feel his pulse throbbing in his fingers. The very thought made her own pulse race with a growing desire for her huge, handsome rescuer.

"This is the one," shouted Lindsey as they reached Andrea's room. "I'm sure that Cheryl locked the door when she left."

Jim tried the handle just to be sure and found that it was. A moment later he heard faint, high-pitched noises from inside. Like kittens mewing in a closet or children playing on a distant playground. "I think I can hear them!" he said to his incredibly petite companion. "I guess we better find some way to get this door open and get them out."

"That sounds like a good plan to me" Lindsey answered as she vainly attempted to pull her skimpy tee-shirt down to cover the close-cropped stripe of hair on her pubis. Her yearning was becoming more difficult to hide by the minute. A tremor of desire ran through her tiny body each time she felt the smooth, sensitive skin of her ass brush along the leathery skin of his hand. She hoped that her struggles with the tee shirt were masking her efforts to rub her bottom against his fingers as much as possible.

Jim regarded the pocket-sized coed for a moment. She appeared to be a bit flushed and breathing rather heavily. The two defiant pinhead size bumps of her erect nipples stood out proudly under the thin material of her little shirt. "Are you okay?" he inquired of the tiny beauty.

"Yes! I'm fine!" she answered, blushing fiercely. With one tiny hand futilely attempting to cover her naked sex and the other fanning her face she tried to make light of her predicament. "I'm just feeling a little warm. It's gotten awfully hot in here. Don't you think?"

"Maybe a little" Jim shrugged. "But I thought that you'd be freezing. You know, running around without any pants." Jim hesitated for a moment and then felt his own face flush with embarrassment.

"Yes... umm... no pants" Lindsey muttered, as she squirmed uncomfortably. "Do you think we could try to get that door open now?"

"Oh yeah!" Jim was relieved to have the tension of that moment finally broken. "Is there another key someplace?"

"I don't think so" Lindsey answered, "Can you like, pick the lock or something?"

"I really don't know anything about picking locks but I might be able to force it." Stooping, he set Lindsey on her feet and asked her to stand clear.

"Be careful!" she called up as Jim took a deep breath and turned his shoulder to the door. The first two attempts produced nothing but a couple of loud thuds. On the third try there was a sound of splintering wood and the door burst open.

"Wow! You're really strong!", little Lindsey chirped and bounced happily, like some tiny, bare bottomed cheerleader. Not wanting to be left behind at this point she sprinted after him as he cautiously stepped into the room.

"It's a man! We're saved!" shouted Andrea.

"Eeeep!" squeaked Stephanie, suddenly very conscious that the scanty, transparent nightie that she was barely wearing left very little to the imagination.

For the third time in as many hours Jim found himself staring in utter disbelief at the scene of miniaturized femininity before him. Standing in a cage on the desk were two more tiny, matchless beauties and neither of them stood more than a foot high.

"This is all like some sort of weird "Night of the Living Dolls" movie or something", Jim finally said incredulously.

Andrea began to bristle as her anger welled up inside her, "Well it may seem like a movie to you but it's more like a living nightmare to us! Could you please get us out of this damn cage!" she pleaded, stamping her dainty foot for emphasis.

"Andrea, please be nice to him" Stephanie begged as she cowered behind the outraged miniature blonde.

"Hey, guy. I think Cheryl dropped the key into the drawer" she called out to the young giant.

"Right, sure. Don't worry, I'll have you out of there in a second" Jim answered as he began to rummage through the cluttered drawer in search of the key. As he searched a small pile of pens, pencils, paperclips, rubber bands and other paraphernalia began to accumulate on the desk. At last the young man's face brightened. Straightening he triumphantly held up a small key and shouted "Hey! I think I found it!"

"Hurry! Hurry!" the two tiny beauties peeped in unison as he fumbled with the lock. Their jubilation was short lived. Before he had could open the lock a familiar shadow filled the empty doorway behind him. Stephanie and Andrea barely had time to gasp in horror before Cheryl clamped a thick wad of white cotton over their would-be rescuer's face. The struggle was very brief. Within seconds the man slumped to the floor, overcome by the chloroform. She had returned to the house after losing track of the young couple and prepared her most potent weapon when she saw Jim's car parked in front.

"Doesn't this add an interesting new twist?" Cheryl grinned as she looked down at the unconscious male. "Let's just make sure you don't go anywhere, shall we?" With that she dragged Jim's inanimate body onto the bed and tied him spread eagle with four pairs of Andrea's pantyhose. A strip of duct tape across his mouth to keep him quiet made for a perfect finishing touch.

"Wonderful!" Andrea growled "It's not enough that we're going to be munchkins forever. She has to ruin my stockings as well!"

Cheryl stepped back to appraise her handiwork once she had finished immobilizing her latest victim. "If you're here it means that Sue must not be far away" she mused, "Naughty little thing didn't finish her juice. Still, she drank quite a bit of it. I don't imagine that she'll be too hard for me to handle."

Turning to the cage she cocked her head to the side and said "Andrea, do be a doll and keep an eye on our guest for me, will you? I have to find Sue and make sure that she's comfy. And I think I want Amy to be here when we cut Sue's boyfriend down to size. I'm sure your little group wouldn't mind a bit of male companionship."

Stephanie was silently sobbing at the hopelessness of their situation. She was crushed by the realization that their hopes of freedom had been dashed just at their moment of liberation. Andrea simply glared silently at Cheryl as the grinning giantess turned and left to locate her unsuspecting roommate.

Down on the floor Lindsey heaved a small sigh of relief as the door closed behind Cheryl's towering form. Cautiously she slipped from her hiding place beneath a chair. She had gone undetected in the shadows of the dimly lit room and apparently Cheryl had not noticed her absence from the hanging cage. Moving carefully she worked her way to a corner of the bed and began to climb.

Quietly Cheryl moved down the hallway to the room that she and Susan shared. Without a single noise to betray her presence she carefully opened the door and slipped inside. There stretched out on her bed was her once statuesque roommate, now reduced to about the size of a nine-year-old child. For a moment Cheryl found herself mesmerized by the image of the diminutive beauty. Partially covered by a sheet as she was, Susan could almost have been mistaken for a child. Only the slight swell of her bosom and the womanly shape of one dainty, exposed thigh revealed that the small, sleeping figure was a young woman.

Cautiously Cheryl crept forward, duct tape in hand. She knew that she would have little trouble overpowering the petite coed but she wanted to create as little commotion as possible. Easing herself onto the bed she gently rolled her diminutive quarry onto her stomach. The series of powerful orgasms that had surged through Susan's tiny body had drained her so completely that she didn't even begin to stir until Cheryl had pulled her hands together behind her back and was beginning to tape them together.

"Hey! What's going on?" Susan gasped as she awakened to find that her arms were being bound behind her. Upon hearing the rasping sound of the tape she shouted in alarm, "Jim! What the hell are you doing?"

"Sorry babe, it's not Jim" a deep but distinctly feminine voice answered. A moment later she found herself looking up into the huge, leering face of her roommate. "Cheryl! Why are you doing this? Where's Jim?" she gasped.

"I'm doing this because you didn't finish your drink, bad girl"; Cheryl punctuated her statement with a sharp swat on Susan's small, bare bottom. "You've had me chasing around after you half the night. And don't worry about your boyfriend, he isn't far away. But I'm afraid he's a little... tied up at the moment. Don't worry, you'll be joining him shortly... yes, shortly. Get it?" Cheryl grinned at the trembling mini beauty, reveling in the sensation of feeling so flush with power.

"You did this to me? You're completely insane", Susan said as she stared up at Cheryl in wide-eyed horror.

"Yes, perhaps I am" Cheryl answered as she carefully taped Susan's mouth. "But it seems to me that this little shrinking formula you've come up with is going to make me very, very rich. And if you're a good little girl and play your cards right, I just might make you my partner... Jr. Petite partner, of course. There's sure to be a huge underground market for something like this and if you help me supply it, I'll buy you the nicest little dollhouse you ever saw. Who knows, maybe you and little Jimmy can play house. Won't that be fun?"

Once she'd finished taping Susan's ankles, Cheryl rolled her petite prisoner onto her back and stretched out on the bed beside her. "It's too bad I can't keep you just like this" she mused as she casually stroked the side of one firm, little breast with her finger, "You're just so fucking cute at this size! You'd make the perfect teddy bear, huh? But I'm afraid I'm going to have to shrink you down all the way, just like the others" she continued, "I've already discovered lots of ways to have fun with little living dolls".

Susan's eyes suddenly grew wide at the realization that Cheryl had used her discovery to reduce others as well and to an even smaller size. She shivered at the thought of herself and Jim reduced to the size of dolls, playthings for Cheryl's amusement.

"I think I'll sell the others, of course" Cheryl went on "but I've always thought that you were very, very sexy." Looking into Susan's eyes she began to tease one of Susan's nipples. "This drug that shrinks you, it also makes you really horny. Doesn't it?" she smiled as she continued to caress and fondle the small, helpless coed. She could see that Susan was struggling with her bonds but seemed to be far more interested in escape than in ecstasy.

At last Cheryl relented and rose from the bed. "Now you be good and stay put. I'll be back with Amy in a little while and we'll all have a little shrinking party. With you and your beau as the guests of honor." With a passionate farewell kiss she left her miniature roommate and started off to Amy's shop.

After a brief climb Lindsey stood on a corner of the bed near the unconscious Jim's ankle. The sight of his towering form stretched out before her was extremely surreal. A quick tug at the taut, nylon cord securing his ankle confirmed her suspicion that she would not be able to undo the knot. Fascinated by the male vista before her, Lindsey stepped over his calf and slowly strolled toward his head. The fear of once more falling into Cheryl's clutches began to fade as she surveyed the expanse of Jim's bare chest.

"Lindsey! What are you doing? Come here and get us out of this cage!" Stephanie shouted as she watched her near-naked roommate examining the handsome giant.

"Just what do you think our tiny trio can do to stop Cheryl?" Lindsey answered "I'm going to wake him up first and then figure out how to help him get loose. There's no place for me to hide up there if Cheryl suddenly comes back, so you're just going to have to figure out how to spring yourselves." Turning her back to the cage once more, she crawled onto Jim's chest.

The steady rising and falling of his chest and the faint, distant thumping of his heart began to rekindle Lindsey's desire. Rising to her feet she walked toward his face and knelt close to his shoulder. She wanted desperately to kiss him, to feel the softness of his lips against her skin. Under her breath she cursed Cheryl for the thousandth time for taping his mouth. Climbing astride his handsome chin she was able to stroke his cheek above the tape and feel the roughness of his beard stubble on her skin. Desperately the diminutive damsel racked her brain for some means of awakening him.

After a moment of pondering an absolutely delicious idea began to take shape. Pivoting on his chin she inspected the vast field of his torso. As if in a dream she stood and began to stroll toward his belly. A half dozen steps brought her to the waistband of his jeans. Lindsey moved as though she was performing an act of supreme religious devotion as she knelt and began to tug at the large button that secured the waistband.

Soon the button yielded to her efforts and she proceeded to tug the oversized zipper toward his crotch. Lindsey's heart began to beat faster and faster as she turned back the heavy material of his trousers and crawled toward his groin. Thankfully he wore his jeans fashionably loose and baggy and he hadn't put on his underwear when he rose for his shower. Running her hands through the tangle of his coarse pubic hair Lindsey marveled at the broad base of his penis. Even flaccid it was an impressive sight.

"What the hell is she doing?" Andrea hissed, "I don't believe she's leaving us in here while she plays with his cock. What on earth does she think she's going to do with it anyway?"

"Oh, you obviously don't know Lindsey" Stephanie mused, "She's in her own element now and probably loving every minute of it. Meanwhile we still need to figure out how to get this cage open. I think that's the key right over there but it's way out reach." Stephanie continued to take stock of their situation. A couple of items from the drawer were now within reach but nothing long enough to reach the key. Andrea continued to simply stare incredulously at the lewd spectacle of the tiny, bare-bottomed Lindsey attempting to wrestle Jim's limp cock from his jeans.

Sliding forward on her belly Lindsey stretched her arms forward around the base of Jim's cock. Then with a satisfied smile and a sigh she began to grapple with his huge, limp member. "That's it big fella, come to mama!" she moaned as she hugged his flaccid shaft to her chest. The tiny sex kitten giggled to herself as the thought occurred to her that wrestling with this huge, warm cock felt almost like hugging a friendly basset hound.

After a few moments' struggle Jim's penis was free of his trousers and lying on his belly. Lindsey knelt beside it and gently ran her fingers along the soft, sensitive flesh just below the head. Reverently she bent forward to plant a tender kiss on the dormant shaft. Her head was swimming with excitement as she surveyed the vast expanse of masculine beauty. "Oh baby, you are everything I ever wanted in a man and so much more!" she moaned "Just look at this huge, beautiful cock! Now I just have to convince you to wake up."

"Oh, yes!" she purred as she rubbed her palms along the warm, wrinkled flesh. Moments later she saw and felt his penis begin to respond to her attention. Moving her small hands along the shaft with broad, sweeping strokes; she marveled as his sleeping member began to stretch and swell. "Mmmm... call me Ishmael" she cooed as she moved her body astride his steadily growing prick. Closing her eyes she lost herself in a moment's bliss as she gently ground her moist, naked sex against Jim's thick, swollen shaft.

"What the hell is she talking about?" Andrea puzzled, turning to Stephanie. "She's been studying American literature this semester" Stephanie answered "and she's developed sort of a fascination with Melville." While Andrea continued to watch Lindsey in rapt amazement, Stephanie continued her efforts to escape their prison. She had already managed to retrieve and partially straighten a paper clip but found that it was too thick to be any use as a lock pick and far too short to hook the key.

Back on the bed Lindsey continued to ride Jim's cock, gradually moving faster and bearing down harder as her excitement grew. "Oh yes, Moby Dick! Moby Dick!" she groaned as she pressed her hot, swollen clit against Jim's throbbing prick, "Come on! Fuck me, my great white whale! Give this little pussy some good lovin'!" she cooed as her hands moved up under her brief tee shirt. Her small, beautiful face flushed with passion as her tiny hands squeezed her full, firm breasts. Diminutive fingers pinched her minute nipples, squeezing and rolling them firmly against her thumbs.

"I can't believe I'm seeing this!" Andrea gasped "She's actually riding his dick! He's not even conscious. She's... she's raping him!" Stephanie walked up behind the spellbound blonde to watch her miniaturized roommate as the tiny temptress pleasured herself on the unconscious man's member. "Come on, he's a guy. If he were conscious, do you really think he'd object? You see, Lindsey's kind of like a fisherman" Stephanie sighed at last.

"What the hell do you mean "˜like a fisherman'" the mystified Andrea asked. "You know, to her cocks are like trophy fish. The little ones she throws back and the big ones, she mounts." Stephanie smirked.

"Well, then this is going to be one hell of a fish story" Andrea sighed "I just hope that some day my arms will be long enough to tell it."

"The only way we can guarantee that is to get our tiny, little asses out of this cage" Stephanie answered as she pulled her nightie over her head and tore it into a single strip "Now take off your suit, I have an idea." Andrea's eyes widened when she realized that the once bashful Stephanie was now standing stark naked beside her and asking her to undress. "Hey, uh... look I know the side effects of this shrinking stuff got me pretty hot and bothered too and this action on the bed isn't making things any better. But I don't think this is really the time to start..." Andrea stammered.

"Just take it off" tiny Stephanie glared, hands on her slender hips "If we have enough material here we may be able to make a rope long enough to use this clip to hook the key and get out this mess. "Oh! Sorry, I thought maybe you were..." Andrea blushed as she untied her skimpy suit and handed it to Stephanie. "There's so little to it, I guess I'm not really much more naked without it."

Moving quickly Stephanie tied the tiny one-piece thong to the remnants of her skimpy nightie and then to the partially straightened paper clip. The two pipsqueak coeds then moved as close to the key as possible and began casting their improvised grapple at the key. After a few unsuccessful throws they finally succeeded in hooking the key and dragging it to the cage. Less than a minute later the diminutive damsels had unlocked the cage and were working on getting themselves from the desktop to the floor.

Working together the miniature pair quickly managed to lower themselves from the desk to the seat of the chair and then to the floor. The thrill of freedom combined with the excitement caused by the danger of their present condition and their utter nakedness sent waves of gooseflesh rippling over their tiny bodies. "What are we going to do about Lindsey?" Stephanie asked as she surveyed the room. From this vantage she could just make out the shock of Lindsey's auburn hair tossing wildly as the doll-size girl continued to have her way with the drugged and bound giant on the bed.

"I don't really think we could drag her off of his cock with a team of wild horses at this point" Andrea growled "We better get out of here and see if we can locate Susan. Look, the door is still open. Come on, move your tiny, little butt!" Andrea hurried her diminutive comrade along with a sharp, stinging swat on her perfectly molded bare, bottom. With a squeak of surprise Stephanie turned her attention from the petite red-haired vixen on the bed back to making good their escape.

With that the two doll-tiny, nude coeds hurried across the floor and slipped through door into the hallway. Hearts pounding in their little chests, the petite pair moved cautiously down the hall. Creeping along the wall and scurrying nervously from one shadow to the next they made their way toward the room that Susan and Cheryl shared.

Chapter 12

Cheryl cursed the mobs of teens engaged in their weekly cruising ritual as she hurried towards Amy's shop. As she drove she fantasized about what it was going to be like to reduce "Too Tall Sue" and her new boyfriend to the size of dolls. She thrilled as she imagined what it would feel like to hold Jim in her arms and feel his strong, lean body gradually growing smaller and smaller. Her heart raced as she went on to visualize what he would look and feel like as she held him in her hand, his arms pinned to his sides by her fingers, helpless and naked in her grasp. She alternated between fantasies of shrinking Jim and those of toying with her soon to be miniaturized roommate. She'd keep "Small Sue" as a cherished pet, bathtub toy, and personal erotic plaything. Controlling Sue would also assure her of being the one person who could provide the world with more of the precious formula. Her new life would be one of wealth, power, and hedonistic delights.

She wanted Amy to be there to watch; to see a first-hand demonstration of the miraculous power of the drug. With Amy's extensive contacts in the community of miniaturists with exotic, erotic and expensive tastes she would be able to tap into a vast pool of wealth. There were lots of people in the world that wanted what she would be selling. And they would be willing to pay almost anything to get it.

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Cautiously Andrea and Stephanie slipped through the door and into the hall. The vast, empty space made the diminutive duo even more conscious of their small size as well as their utter nakedness. Moving as one, the petite pair advanced timidly along the wall toward Susan's room. Every tiny creak and fleeting shadow caused their small heads to turn nervously from side to side as they warily crept toward their goal.

Fortunately Cheryl had left in such a hurry that she hadn't pulled the door hard enough for the latch to catch completely. With some effort the two tiny girls were eventually able to push the door open far enough for them to squeeze inside. Even though they were somewhat prepared the miniature pair were still shocked by the spectacle of a partially reduced, bound and naked Susan, as she lay supine on the bed. Only the fact that she was dwarfed by the bed itself and the small collection of stuffed animals surrounding her prevented them from seeing her as a towering, twenty foot Gullivera. For her part Susan was completely flabbergasted by the vision of the two tiny, undraped beauties that climbed up her bedspread and now stood beside her. She'd often seen the effects of her experiments on laboratory animals and had recently even experienced the sensation of losing almost half her own height in less than an hour. But she had never seen anything to prepare her for the sight of the Lilliputian twosome who immediately began to struggle with the tape that held her captive. From Susan's perspective the petite Andrea who stood before her was just as tiny and naked as a newborn baby.

"Sue, this tape is too tough for us to manage at this size. Is there something around here we can use to cut it?" the pintsize blonde queried. Sue did her best to answer but with her mouth taped and hands bound behind her was unable to communicate with her puny, would-be rescuers. Eventually by means of motioning with her head and pleading glances with her eyes Susan was able to indicate that there might be something useful on her desk.

Susan watched incredulously as her miniaturized sorority sisters lowered themselves to the floor, scampered across the room and made their way up the chair and onto the top of her desk. The quick, graceful motions of the two tiny beauties reminded her of childhood stories of sprites and fairies. Moments later the tiny couple reversed their remarkable performance but this time they carried a small pair of scissors with them.

Turning onto her belly Susan allowed her diminutive liberators access to the tape that secured her hands behind her back. The peculiar sensation of the two midget girls walking and kneeling on her back and on her bare buttocks as they struggled with her bonds was almost more than Sue could bear. This had to be by far the strangest day of her life. To her great relief it took only a few minutes for her miniature rescuers to cut through the tape and release her hands. Carefully Susan pulled the sticky tape from her mouth and cut the tape from her ankles as Andrea and Stephanie watched.

"You little guys are real life savers" Susan exclaimed as removed the last of the tape "I think Cheryl has lost it completely. She was talking about shrinking Jim and me to the size of dolls and selling you guys for pets. We've got to stop her!"

"Well you don't have to say that twice" Andrea answered. "I've already had my fill of being a living Barbie doll. Just let me get back to my normal size and have just five minutes with Cheryl. That's all I want." At this point Stephanie broke in. "Come on. We can't just stand here yakking. We've got to free Jim and figure out how we're going to get big again. If Cheryl and her friend turn up now we're going to spend the rest of our lives as someone's pets. Susan do you have an antidote for this formula of yours?"

"You know where Jim is?" Sue's eyes lit up at the thought of being reunited with her "giant" lover. "I'm sure that if I can get to the lab I can come up with something that will return us to normal. Let's get moving" she exclaimed as she slid to the floor and pulled an oversize tee shirt over her lithe, little body. Then sweeping the little couple from the bed into her arms she headed toward the door.

"Just a second" Stephanie shouted as they passed the desk "can you just grab a tissue for me? "What's the matter?" asked Susan "you got a cold?" "No," the tiny girl answered bashfully "it's just that, well, I just feel very self-conscious being so little and naked in front of Jim." A few seconds later Stephanie and Andrea both were doing their best to drape themselves as fashionably as possible in their new facial tissue wraps.

When they reached the door to her room Andrea suddenly remembered the bizarre scenario being played out on the bed when they left. "Umm... Sue, you may want to kind of prepare yourself for this. Just remember what everyone has been going through today, okay?" she said in an effort to lessen the shock.

"Why? Has Cheryl already done something to him?" Susan exclaimed as she forced the door open and rushed inside. The sight that greeted her eyes was not one that she could possibly ever have anticipated. There before her was her new boyfriend, tied to the bed, his mouth secured with tape. She probably could have coped with this. The thing that stopped her cold was the sight of the doll-tiny, auburn-haired beauty furiously humping her pert, little ass against his rampant cock. Even Andrea and Stephanie where somewhat shocked by the image of Lindsey grinding her pussy against Jim's manhood for all she was worth.

While they had been gone Lindsey had turned around and now had her back toward Jim. She was now feverishly massaging her little mons against the sensitive skin just beneath the head of his penis and was hugging and massaging his balls against her firm, succulent bosom. By now Jim was clearly wide awake and though he was well aware of his situation he was also quite helpless to do anything about it even if he had really wanted to.

After quickly taking stock of the situation Susan lowered Andrea and Stephanie to the floor before turning back to her helpless and prostrate date. Trying to look as serious a possible she drew herself up and set her hands on her hips. "So, this is how it is, huh? You fuck me a couple of times and the next thing I know you come in here, tie yourself up and force this little wench to be your cock cozy. You guys are all alike," she said with all the conviction she could muster. Turning to Lindsey she grasped the smaller girl by the waist and attempted to dislodge her from her perch astride Jim's prick.

For her part little Lindsey was not about to give up her prize without a struggle. As soon as she felt Susan's huge hands grasp her she wrapped her strong legs around Jim's cock and hung on for dear life. "Let me go! Let me go you bitch! I saw him first!" she swore as she desperately clung to Jim's groin.

Suddenly the once indescribably delightful sensation of Lindsey's experienced and enthusiastic attention to his cock and balls changed to an extremely painful squeezing and tugging feeling as the two shrunken women began a tug-of-war over his private parts. Wild-eyed, Jim raised his hips as high as possible in a desperate attempt to relieve the tension on his testicles.

"Alright, enough is enough. Let him go you little brat" Susan growled. With that she delivered a sharp, stinging swat to Lindsey's upturned bottom. Taken completely by surprise Lindsey instinctively released her hold on Jim's wedding tackle in an attempt to protect her defenseless derriere. Susan seized her opportunity and Lindsey's hips at the same instant. With one quick tug she managed to separate the overly amorous and enraged little wildcat from her lover's private parts. "I think you need a time out," she said as she thrust the struggling doll-girl into the large cage on the desk and snapped the lock shut.

"Now let's see what we can do about you", the midget coed smirked. Crawling up onto the bed she surveyed the handsome young man still bound and helpless on the bed. "Well, I can hardly blame you" she said turning her head to the little figure fuming in the cage, "He is certainly quite a catch." His huge erection was more than she could resist. Gazing into his eyes she began to caress his still throbbing shaft. "I think she just may have been onto something", Susan said as she hitched up her tee shirt enough so that she could throw a leg over his stomach.

Staring into his eyes she knelt with her knees on either side of his torso. Her small heart raced as she slowly settled back, trapping his hot, hard cock between his belly and the cleft of her firm, little buttocks. A tiny sigh escaped her lips as she massaged her firm breasts through the heavy material of the shirt. At the same time she ground her hips in a small circle, pressing her hot, moist little slit again the head of his enormous tool. "Oh baby, once Cheryl is out of the way we just have to try this again" she moaned "There may be some real advantages to this size."

Reluctantly she rose from her seat on his groin and crawled forward so that she could release his arms. A few minutes later Jim was finally free and desperately trying to tuck his still hard cock back into his jeans. Standing on the floor nearby both Andrea and Stephanie giggled quietly as they watched in awe and envy. By this time Lindsey had managed to reach the key and release herself from the cage. The little auburn-haired sex kitten sat on the edge of the desk, legs crossed and her arms folded under her remarkable bust, still fuming over the prize that she'd lost.

"Jim, we have to get out of here," Susan said once Jim had managed to make himself presentable. "Cheryl is probably on her way back right now and she'll probably have help this time. If we can get to the lab I'm pretty sure I can come up with a counter-agent for the formula." Carefully lifting Andrea and Stephanie she passed them up to him. "Here why don't you take these two, I'll carry Hot Pants over there" she said indicating Lindsey with a toss of her small head.

"Hey! No way!" Lindsey piped, "I want the big stud-muffin to carry me too!" "No, I don't think so" Susan answered "You're just a bit too eager, pipsqueak." Though Lindsey was disappointed by this arrangement Stephanie secretly thrilled at the sensation of Jim's huge, powerful hand wrapped around her supple body. Her heart raced as she steadied herself by pressing her small hands against his trunk-like fingers. Soon Susan and Jim were hurrying downstairs with their little passengers.

Cheryl's car rounded the last corner just in time for she Amy and her to spot Jim helping a child-size passenger into his car. Even in the dark Cheryl could recognize the little figure as Susan. The sense of triumphant excitement that she had been riding all day suddenly turned to panic and despair. "Oh my god!" she shouted as the car pulled away "They've all escaped! They're sure to go to the cops! Amy, please help me! You have to help me get out of here."

"Okay, okay just calm down for a minute" Amy answered. "If a guy shows up at the police station or a hospital with four miniature co-eds it's going to cause enough confusion to give us several hours head start. And if they don't get the cops involved right away that just gives us time too. Why don't you grab a few things real quick and then we'll head back to my place. I'm sure I'll be able to figure something out on the way."

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A few hours later Amy and a very apprehensive Cheryl sat opposite one another in a secluded booth at The Amazon Bean, a local coffee shop that catered principally to clientele of the lesbian persuasion. "All right now dear, just settle down", Amy said as she tried to calm the fidgety girl. "I've made some calls and I think we have a pretty good paper trail that will show you leaving town and heading for the Florida Keys. If the cops get involved they can go poking around down there all they like", she continued before pausing to savor the sumptuous aroma of her favorite latte. Cheryl was still far from convinced. "Okay so it looks like I've cut out for the Keys but where am I really going to go?" she demanded. Her hand fluttered nervously around her cup as she scanned the shop. So close to closing time only a few of the die-hard regulars still lingered, chatting with the proprietress or hoping to finalize some arrangement for the evening.

"Just relax" Amy insisted "you don't have to go anywhere. The police will never find you. I've figured out a way that you'll be able to hide right under their noses."

"Really?" Cheryl answered, her eyes brightening with hope "Have you got some sort of disguise worked out. Some kind of new identity like the witness protection program?" Cheryl heaved a small sigh of relief and finished the last of her coffee as she considered what it would be like to live the life of a woman with a secret past and a new identity. The idea was really pretty exciting.

"Yes, something very much like that" Amy smiled. "It might take a bit of getting used to but nobody is going to find you and we'll have a lot of fun. That I can promise you." She watched as Jude bid goodnight to the last of her customers, a very small, blonde woman wearing a trench coat, wide-brimmed hat and a pair of three-inch heels in a vain attempt to look somewhat taller.

Cheryl watched as Jude locked the door and strolled back to their booth. An attractive woman in her 30's with dark blonde tresses and very deep brown eyes that gave her a remarkably calm and somewhat mysterious aura. Pulling a chair over to the end of the table she sat down and eased into the conversation, "So how is your coffee? Can I get you guys anything else?"

"Oh, the coffee is delicious" Cheryl smiled nervously "Amy has been telling me about this place for ages but this is the first time I've ever been in."

"Mmmm… well thank you. I'm glad you like it. We must make it a point to have you in more often. Shouldn't we, Amy?" Jude said with a twinkling eye and a characteristic, one-sided smile.

"Oh we definitely should" Amy answered. "Say, tell me what you think of these" she continued. Then she drew a small box, about the size and shape that would usually hold a ladies wristwatch or an expensive pen from her jacket pocket and placed it on the table.

Her curiosity piqued, Jude quickly opened the box to reveal an exquisite ensemble of women's lingerie, rendered in perfect miniature to the last detail. The minute outfit consisted of a strapless, black lace, half-cup brassiere, matching thong panties, sheer black self supporting stockings and high-heeled strap sandals. "Wow! That's really awesome" Jude gasped as she carefully fingered the nearly transparent hosiery.

The sight of the delicate undergarments brought a sudden flush to Cheryl's cheeks. Suddenly her thoughts returned to the few hours that she'd spent toying with tiny Andrea, Lindsey and Stephanie. She had been so close to having them all in her power, even Jim and Susan. Her heart began to beat faster as she remembered what it felt like to hold another woman in the palm of her hand. "You know, Andrea would look great in an outfit like this. Don't you think, Amy?" she said at last.

"Yes, it's a shame there isn't anyone who can model it for us" Amy smiled back. "Yeah that would be great" Jude quickly agreed.

The combination of the coffee and the excitement really seemed to be affecting Cheryl. She could definitely feel her skin flushing and her pulse racing by now. It was much too warm in here to be wearing her punky black, leather jacket. Without thinking she slipped first one arm and then the other from the sleeves and pushed it across the bench. Then she froze.

She'd never been able to take off her jacket like that. She always had to stand to pull her arms free and then slip it from her shoulders. The subtle changes that had been occurring unnoticed for the past few minutes suddenly became glaringly obvious. The tabletop was now as high as her shoulder. And though her boots still rested on the floor before her, her small feet had left them behind and were beginning to retreat up the cuffs. Her tee shirt hung on her slender body like a tent and even her once tight jeans were now ludicrously loose and baggy. She felt like an eight-year-old, playing dress-up in her big sister's clothing.

"This is just so cool" Jude exclaimed as she leaned closer for a better look at the slowly shrinking girl "do you think I should bring her a high-chair?"

"Amy! What the fuck is going on! Why did you do this to me!" Cheryl shrieked, recoiling from the blonde giantess hovering over her.

"It's really very simple" Amy answered. "You need to disappear, to be someplace where the police will never think of looking for you. Let's face it at ten and a half inches tall you can hide almost anywhere in my shop. You could be standing in plain sight and as long as you don't move the cops would never notice you. Second, the little outfits that I gave you weren't cheap and I want to recover my losses. So until the heat dies down you're going to be working for me again. You already know how to do the work and now you're just the right size to do spectacular detail. I also think I'll use you as a live model for my very wealthiest and most discreet customers. Who knows, once you get to know a few of them you may be able to make some very, very good side money, if you're of a mind to."

A powerful shudder ran through Cheryl's small body as she realized what Amy was suggesting. Already the tabletop loomed over her head. Her jeans felt more like a heavy canvas sleeping bag on her legs and her silky boxers made her feel as though she were trying to wear undies made of heavy. satin bed sheets. Clutching her oversize tee shirt to her chest she rose, leaving the rest of her clothing strewn on the bench. She could feel the drug's side effect battling against her fear. The powerful yearning for sexual contact was steadily growing as her body dwindled.

She hardly resisted as Jude's hands closed on her hips and placed her on the table. Cheryl shivered with excitement as she stood on the tabletop before the two smiling giantesses. She was now little more than two feet high and still slowly shrinking. Smiling, Amy leaned closed and whispered seductively, "Come on now, little doll. Let's see what you've got."



Epilogue

“Well it’s been more than a month since you stopped growing” Jim said as he pocketed his tape measure. “Are you sure you got the right dosage of the antidote? The others were all back to full size in just a few days” he continued as he watched his petite new girlfriend casually stroll across the room and slide onto the sofa.

“I think so” Susan answered with a long, sensual stretch “It was pretty tough to figure out just how much of the formula I’d taken in the first place. I may have underestimated just a little. You wouldn’t want me to just shoot up like a bean-pole, would you?”

“Oh certainly not” Jim said as seated himself at the opposite end of the sofa. “But you don’t think five-foot-nothing is more of an underestimation than ‘just a little’” he said with a smirk. I’ve also noticed that you’ve been buying quite a few new clothes since you’ve been shopping in the petite section and that your new driver’s license shows your height as 5’. Almost as if you felt like staying this size for a while.”

“Well... I can’t very well go running around naked all the time, can I? And how could I possibly lie about my height on my driver’s license. Who would believe me if I told them that I was six-foot-one?” the diminutive coed purred as shifted onto her hands and knees and crawled toward him.

Jim chuckled and shook his head. “No we certainly can’t have you running around in the nude. But I didn’t think that driver’s license expired for another two years” he said as he wrapped his arms around his diminutive lover and pulled her onto his lap.

“Okay, so I happen to like this size” Sue admitted at last “After all, this way it’s like getting a 20% bonus on all sorts of things. Bigger candy bars, ice cream cones, roomier seats, more leg room, more head room, more space in the bed... more you...” she added as she began to run her small hands over his chest. “Mmm... yes, so much more of all sorts of things!” she said as her hand slid down to squeeze his rapidly hardening manhood through his trousers.

“You don’t feel cheated that there isn’t as much of me any more? Do you?” she continued with a coy little pout.

Jim had never been able to resist this kind of treatment, especially from the little beauty on his lap. “I told you that I would love you no matter what size you were” he growled as he cupped the small cheeks of her perfect little ass in his powerful hands. With a passionate gasp and a shudder Susan fell forward into a lustful open-mouthed kiss.

“Oh god! It drives me crazy when you do that!” she gasped when they finally came up for air. “It always takes me back to that first night. I felt so small and so scared. But you rescued me and made love to me. I really don’t think I could handle that size difference on a regular basis but what do you think about trying that again sometimes? You know, for special occasions.”

“Just what sort of special occasions did you have in mind?” Jim said with a raised eyebrow. “Besides, the way I remember it you wound up rescuing me. What’s going on with the other girls, anyway? No one’s heard or seen anything of Cheryl, I guess.”

Susan smiled up at him and said “No, the police came around to interview us after we reported her missing but we all agreed not to say anything about what had happened. Just that she’d gone out that night to see someone called Amy and hadn’t come back. I just don’t think I want the authorities getting their hands on my formula. We’ve already seen what it can do in the wrong hands. And I didn’t really rescue you. Lindsey just made the mistake of getting between me and my meat” she giggled.

“Getting back to that ‘special occasions’ comment. You’re not seriously considering making and using the formula again are you?” Jim queried.

Susan blushed and looked a bit sheepish. Finally she straightened and looked him in the eye. “Actually, the other girls have already been using it from time to time. There don’t seem to be any problems if you know the original dosage. The antidote will bring you back to normal in a couple days. I’ve managed to tone down the side-effects a little as well.”

Jim’s eyes widened in astonishment. “What the hell have they been ‘using’ it for?” he gasped “I can’t imagine they would want to go through that again.”

“It’s okay. Just take it easy” Susan said with a little grin. “Andrea used some of her modeling contacts and the three of them have formed a little independent film company. Apparently there’s quite a lucrative market for videos of beautiful girls wrestling around in bowls of gelatin or in chocolate cream pies. They have also filmed each other taking bubble baths in a bathroom sink and frolicking in their nighties on a bed full of stuffed animals.

“They’re doing all kinds of custom video that would cost a fortune just in props if you had to make them with life-size actresses. I supply them with the formula and antidote and I get a piece of the action in exchange. How do you think I’ve been able to afford all these new clothes?”

“Wow, that’s amazing. They’ve figured out how to turn a profit on it after all” Jim said pressing his palm to his forehead “What’s this little venture of theirs called anyway?”

“Well what do you think?” Susan giggled “The Babes of Toyland.”

The end...



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