Maxine smiled, a much larger smile than usual. A wide, toothy, 'dimpled-cheek' smile.
Slowly wrapping up her pantie-hose into a tight little ball, she slowly stood up from the padded stool.
Brushing some stray hair out of her eyes, while looking out across the room, she saw the bright red horizon outside her office window. The setting sun casting it's last rays of heated radiance back out across the fleeting landscape.
Still wearing her frilly bra and high-cut bikini panties, she strode slowly across the black carpeting; her bare feet sinking into the plush padded matting. Her dark silhouette stretching out, elongating across her entire office floor. Her shapely hips swaying wide with each lazy step - moving like a Panther carrying away a fresh kill.
Stepping over to her desk, she placed her purse down onto the seat of her office chair. Keeping a firm but a soft grasp on the rolled-up ball of pantie hose. Being nearly nude, her pretty Asian features, glowing in her face from the afternoon sunset.
Her muscular thighs flexing as she gently bent forward, placing the wad of dark blue nylon into a side pocket on her leather purse.
Carefully zipping it shut, her smile spread even wider as she brushed the tips of her bright red fingernails across the locking teeth of the little metal zipper...
"Now then, tiny-one. You should be quite comfy in there...", she silently whispered to her unconscious little captive.
Retrieving one of her colorful flowery sundresses, draped over the back of her couch, she quickly dropped it down over her head and allowed it to fall into place. The brightly designed mini-dress instantly took shape around her well-toned figure.
Looking down at the floor next to the corner of her lounge, she kicked out her black shoes. Bumping them around with her dexterous little toes, she positioned the petite little pair facing out in the right direction.
Flexing her arches and pointing out her toes, she pressed her perfect little feet into the stylish leather pumps. Shoving both of her heels down firmly into the four-inch heels, the vacuum-like 'sucking sound' clearly resounding, as ...all of the air escaped from around her beautiful feet.
Sitting down on the arm of the couch- straddling it - casually shifting her ample behind, she smiled even wider as her bare feet slid so comfortably back into those tightly fitted shoes.
Practicing her opening line, she glanced into her desk mirror:
"Alright Angela, ...I hope you're ready for this... but, it's time that you've discovered something about yourself."
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Ms. Angela Cooper, R.N.:
Pulling her long blonde hair up around her left shoulder and slightly leaning forward, the short, pretty blonde, sat down at one of the small dining-room tables. Crossing her legs and wiping the palms of her sweaty hands over her right knee, she released a relaxing breath and unsnapped the waistband of her skin-tight blue jeans, ...snuggly hugging her wide, shapely hips.
She felt herself tingling deep inside her core, ...even the slightest bit of temperature change and she felt a slow building orgasm. The constant assaults of her impending sexual urge seemed to feel like a sensory overload - she currently felt herself building up to another unprovoked orgasm; her problem was gradually becoming more and more debilitating...
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Holding a tall paper cup just a few inches above the surface of the table top, she sat sipping daintily from the hollow tip of a 'red and white' striped drinking straw.
Pulling the straw away from her lips with two pinching fingers, she gasped with relief, as she felt the ice-cold liquid soaking into the dried-out texture of her leathery tongue - her fingertip's, absorbing the moisture on the outside of the waxy paper cup.
She had another hour-an-a-half to kill, before her second appointment with the good Doctor.
Dr. Harrison had called her and asked her to come into her office at 7:00 pm. The temperature had crept up to an oppressive 84 degrees, and the heat, accompanied with a dreadful 87% humidity ~ felt very sticky - unbearable, to say the least, and for mid-October, it was extremely hot!
Angela was quite relieved to find the small, fast-food place, so close to the Murphy Building. She wiped some sweat away from her forehead with a restaurant napkin and quickly wadded it up into a tiny little ball, ...squashing it tightly within her clamping fingertips, she felt the air trapped inside gradually getting crushed out of it - she gritted her teeth and took a deep breath.
Trying to relax, Ms.Cooper slid down into the soft seat cushion and thoughtfully considered what this famous Doctor's secretive proposal could possibly be?
She claimed it was an 'Experimental New Concept' that she wanted 'Angela' to try, ...she wondered whatever, it could possibly be... And, why Her? ...why, was she was being so 'secretive' about it?
Taking another sip from the tip of the plastic straw, she quietly burped, ...slowly leaning back into the soft seat cushion. The air-conditioning felt so soothing after being outside, she leaned back and wondered what Maxine's idea was, ...could she be doing something that Angela should be concerned about?
Sitting in the back row in a booth-type chair, Angela sat in the rear of the fast-food restaurant. Smiling warmly, as she noticed two little girls playing with their newly acquired toy. Just recently taken out of the paper sack which had previously contained their, ...'most Incredible' - 'Slappy-Meal'.
The toy, a plastic figure about five inches tall. Made from a dark colored plastic; shaped into the form of a little, solid-looking male doll. Wearing a tiny pair of denim colored bibs and a little straw-colored hat - the comical little action-figure stood on the floor between the two little girls.
The youngsters were very much alike, and Angela instantly noticed that the two of them appeared to be twins, ...dressed in the exact same outfit, it was easy to see that they were nearly identical.
The girls sat crossed-legged on the floor at their mother's feet, as she, being the much larger of the threesome, sat at the table above them reading the newspaper and nursing a small cup of steaming hot coffee.
The little plastic man stood bravely between the two little girls, Angela noticed that he seemed to be staring off blankly into the distance. With his hands on his hips, he stood proudly, as if he were surveying the lay of the land.
In the shadows, beneath the table directly behind him, the mother's large feet were filling in the background with a pair of tan colored, suede leather pumps - her feet crossed at the ankles, relaxing and propping up against each other.
The little man-doll stood valiantly, seemingly oblivious to the fact that his tiny little figure stood dwarfed by these two twin giantess, sitting on their butt's, flanking him on each side.
Wearing flowery, bright yellow colored sundresses, that barely reached their knees and sheer white leotards underneath. Their hair twisted up into tightly braided pig-tails, their lively images looked like pretty little 'carbon copies' of their much larger mother, ...who sat above them -watching them- without really paying them all that much attention...
One of the little girls was holding a half-eaten flattened-out cheeseburger, still wrapped up loosely in the wax-paper.
Taking a nibble from the squashed sandwich, the girl giggled as she uncrossed her right leg and using her barefoot, she reached out her leg and swiftly bumped her big toe into the little doll, knocking him over onto his back on the floor.
The other little girl quickly snatched him up and cradled him tightly up to her chest, "Stop it, Ashley!", she growled. "That wasn't very nice!"
"Put him back down!", her frowning sister ordered. "He's NOT your's!"
The mother, instantly intercepted, and casually glancing downward, she hushed them, "Both of you, be quiet!", she snarled. "If you 'Can Not' learn to share, I'll take him away from you and neither one of you can play with him!"
Angela intently watched the little girl that had taken up the little doll and was so adamantly protecting him from her angry sister, ...she felt a strange connection to the little girl - she felt as though she would have been in that same position if she were sitting there on the floor.
Although, at the same time, she smiled over at the mother', when the little girl looked over at her, realizing that Angela had been watching them, too.
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Meanwhile, Angela's purse was sitting on the floor next to her, the top left open, leaning up against the leg of the chair. As she sat there, enjoying her ice-cold drink, she had failed to notice the tiny set of little green eyes peering up at her from just inside of the side pocket of her heavy handbag.
Completely unaware of the fact, that this little-miniaturized feline, that Maxine had experimented on, only two weeks before, had somehow found its way into Angela's purse while she had been in the Doctor's office!
The tiny-sized, half-inch long, Cat - had somehow escaped from the cardboard box inside Maxine's desk drawer, and had been running around on its own for the past two weeks.
Maxine had already written-it-off as just another simple casualty, ...a side effect, of her budding experimental discovery.
Thinking that the tiny, little thing, had surely been killed by some gigantic shoe, unknowingly squashed - from some completely unaware, random, person...not realizing, that the little mini-cat had found its way around fairly well and had survived inside of her office the entire time!
Meanwhile, the tiny Cat had worked it's way up onto the narrow ledge at the very edge of the open zippered pocket.
Sitting atop the mountainous leather purse, tempted by the smell and allure of greasy burgers, the tiny animal was compelled to venture out of the seemingly safe environment inside of Angela's gigantic handbag and search out the source of that wonderful smell.
Single-mindedness and sheer determination, the tiny little tomcat summoned up the drive to try and get a chance to fill its empty belly.
Hunger, giving it the will to leave the relative security of Angela's huge purse, the little cat, clambered down the side of the leather cliff-like edge and dropped down onto the wide open surface of cool, smooth floor!
Suddenly discovering the vast and overspreading space of gigantic restaurant, opening out into a wide open plain of smooth unending terrain...
Looking out across the canyon-like space, the tiny cat noticed the vengeful 'twin', had abandoned her half-eaten cheeseburger, leaving it lying on the floor next to her mother's feet, ...lumbering off on a solitary expedition, only contained within the bounds of the large restaurants' walls.
Stomping her feet and growling, she pretended to be a monster from some 'Saturday Morning Cartoon'. Balling up her fists - she stomped her feet and released a high-pitched roar!
"ARrrrrrrrrghtH!!!"
Casting her girlish squeal high up into the rafters of the ceiling, and then, ...in a sudden instant, her attitude just changed - to a more 'delicate type' character, sweetly jogging off toward the condiments counter... searching out someone else to annoy with her boisterous talent.
As the tiny tomcat realized that she had gone, it seized the opportunity, swiftly making a mad-dash across the wide-open space. Not much larger than a Japanese Beetle, the little spotted Calico, scampered out into the wide open area between the long row of colossal tables.
It's tail sticking straight out and bobbing up and down, it moved as quickly as it could. Running on all four's, the little bug-sized cat swiftly came across a huge abandoned french-fry. Instantly stopping right in the middle of the open floor to check it out.
Just then, a young teen-giantess, working as the restaurant hostess, was wiping off tables and picking up trash. She happened to come walking through just as the tiny cat stopped right in her path, ...the wide, heavy shoes, stepping down onto the floor looked like huge rubber-soled hammers!
"Wa- Fooom ! - Wa- Fooom ! - Wa- fooom !
Completely oblivious to the miniature Cat, the young girl casually walked past just missing the little animal with her left tennis shoe, the cat just barely survived the sudden smash of her enormous foot, swiftly dodging between her gigantic feet, it continued on scampering on across the wide open floor!
Sliding in between the towering table legs, the tiny Cat was still desperately trying to get to the giant cheeseburger!
The other twin girl had crawled back into the booth across from her mother and was playing with her new toy. Sitting on her feet, she slid back into the seat well away from the outside of the table.
The Cat couldn't really see her from the floor far below, and it quickly made it's way over to the partially eaten cheeseburger, consciously starting to nibble away at the huge chunk of brown meat.
The little girl in the booth started looking around for her sister. And, when she looked down underneath the table and noticed the half-eaten cheeseburger - she thought that she saw the wrapper moving...
"Was there something inside her sister's cheeseburger?", she though?
Still holding the little toy, the little girl smiled deviously at the thought of what would happen, when her unaware sister, Ashley, found something crawling around inside of her sandwich!
Assuming, that it was a little mouse or some type of large bug, the little girl smiled as she saw her twin sister returning to their table, ...she could barely contain her giddy anticipation, as she started to laugh at her approaching sibling.
Pointing to the sandwich on the floor, she smiled and started giggling, "You better get your sandwich! I'm gonna step right on it!", she squealed with glee, "I'm gonna STEP On It!"
The little girl, giggling harder, as she slid out of the booth and stood directly over the cheeseburger, straddling it, she lifted up her right foot and slowly started to lower it down...
"Mommy!", the advancing twin-girl screamed! "Annie's gonna stomp on my sandwich!"
Just then, the girl stomped her bare foot down onto the sandwich - flattening it out - into a thin pancake! "Ha ha ha ha ha"
The mother swiftly stood up and slid out of the booth. Reaching down, she picked up the flattened out cheeseburger and slowly placed it up onto the table.
"Alright, Ashley. Now, get up there and eat your cheeseburger!"
Angela stood up and stretched, picking up her purse while trying to ignore what was taking place at the next table over, she casually started to walk back toward the restrooms...
"I Said, ...Eat It!", the woman roared.
"But Mom!"
"I don't Care! Eat It, Right Now!"
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I Said, ...Eat IT!", the woman barked down at the twin girl.
"But, Mommy!"
"I don't CARE! I Said, ...you had better 'Eat' that burger, Or Else we're NOT going to the swimming pool!"
Still, inside the dining room, Angela stopped right beside a wide support beam. She didn't want to appear as if she were trying to overhear what was taking place, between the mother and her daughters. Although, out of curiosity she just couldn't help herself from staying there behind that post and continuing to listen to the conversation.
Still holding her large drink, she leaned back to peek around the corner of the post, trying to see if this little girl was actually going to eat that 'foot-flattened' cheeseburger...
"NO!" the little girl yelled!
Just as Angela looked around the side of the post, the little girl threw the sandwich toward the trash can, ...Angela flinched, being that the large, barrel-type, trash container was right next to her; placed up against the other side of the support beam!
Something came loose from the hurdling burger and flew out away from the wrapper, something very tiny _ an insect it appeared, _which had been inside of the wrapper; separating from the flying cheeseburger - during mid-flight - the tiny projectile continued on taking a path all it's own!
Being much lighter than the heavier cheeseburger, the tiny sized 'thing' floated upward, then slowly started to drift back down...
The small, fuzzy-looking thing, wriggling around as it flew across the room. Twirling around and spinning through space, flinging it's little legs as it sailed through the air in a high sweeping-arc, ...then, suddenly dropping straight down, landing perfectly, right on top of Angela's head!
Spinning around, Angela flinched once again, as she felt something softly bounce off of the top of her head!
Frantically latching onto this golden mountain of fluffy hair, the tiny cat was squirming all around! Slowly sliding down, while frantically digging into the thick blonde strands of Angela's long hair - desperately trying to hang on!
She quickly reached around behind her head and brushed her hand down over the back of her head. Hastily stepping away, Angela headed straight for the ladies room, ...not fully realizing, that she had this little miniature cat, ...still stuck in her hair!
Pushing the door open, she entered the rest room and rushed over to the bathroom sink. Quickly inspecting her hair in the mirror, she placed her purse down next to her on the countertop. Leaning over one of the sink basins, she awkwardly tried to find the little thing so that she could dislodge the tiny creature from the tangles of her hair!
She started frantically raking her fingertips through her long blonde mane. Slowly realizing, after several swipes of meticulously searching that, whatever it was, must have fallen out?
She shook her head, watching carefully for anything to drop free.
Nothing did...
The miniature cat had dropped down onto her shirt, and clinging onto it with all four's - it's nearly microscopic little claws clung tightly - as it slowly backed down over the colorful sheet of material and had inadvertently fallen off, ...right back into her open purse pocket!
Clambering down deeply, into the cavernous leather bag, instantly returning to the safety of its original hiding place! Disappearing within the clutter, the tiny cat curled up into a tight little ball, staying as still as it possibly could, ...it blended in perfectly with the leopard skin lining.
Angela didn't realize what had fallen into her hair, ...or, what had become of it - she couldn't feel anything in her hair, at all. Straightening up, she reached into her purse and removed her hairbrush.
She gave her long glorious mane a few sweeping strokes, then she washed her hands and decided to go ahead and walk across the street to the Murphy Building.
Just as Angela stepped out of the restaurant, she noticed this blue minivan pulling out of the parking lot. The twin girls in the back, and the mother driving. The van pulled up to a trash can and stopped where she then quickly reached her hand out the window and hastily tossed the little man-doll directly into the barrel.
One of the little girls screamed as she pulled away - continuing to cry as the van pulled off and drove away - speeding off down the road while rolling up the window.
Angela watched the van drive away, down a one-way street, going the wrong direction, ...she chuckled to herself, as she watched the right turn signal light suddenly start flashing...
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It was a little bit early for her appointment, but she thought that she would just take her time and maybe, look around for a little while.
Alongside the five-story parking garage, Angela noticed that there was a small picnic area with a shaded canopy. As she looked over, she could see two women sitting at a table.
There were three other empty tables surrounding them, and she could see that there was plenty of room to sit down and relax for a few more minutes and finish off her drink.
The two women were sitting under the canopy leaning over their table looking down at something directly between them. Whatever it was, must have been very interesting, ...because neither of them had realized, that Angela had walked over to one of the other tables and quietly seated herself across from them, ...they never even looked up as she sat down...
"Don't let him get away with THAT, Twinkie. Flick him in the balls! Show him that he better not ever question you!", the woman said, in a deep and frightening tone of voice.
Angela listened intently, as the other woman attempted to defend her position.
"I don't want to hurt him, ...he's just so... tiny!", the other woman said.
"If he doesn't do what you tell him to, ...then what 'good' is he?"
"But, He so SMALL though, Melanie!", Twinkie moaned, "Ooooh, I don't want to punish him, ....he's just so, ...so, ...'Little' and helpless. He must be terrified of us, Mell !"
"He's just a little BUG!. A worthless little insect, Twinkie! They couldn't survive for a 'New York Minute', out there on their own?", Ms. Kershaw argued.
Pausing for a moment, Melanie lowered her voice to a whisper,
"This city would-would devour them...Alive! Without us, protecting them and keeping them from harm, who knows what could possibly happen to them, there's nothing, ...Nothing at all, that they could do to protect themselves, from even the simplest threat!"
Angela listened more closely, she couldn't believe what she was hearing? What in the world were they talking about?
"Oh, Alright. I guess you're right, Melanie. But, I just feel like such a big meanie treating him so roughly, you know? I wish that he would just realize that he needs to behave himself and just accept it, ...and, do what I tell him..."
She couldn't see what the two women had on the table without turning her head, all the way around, ...and, she knew that if she did, they would surely notice her sitting there. So she sat still and continued to listen a little longer...
"Alright Twink, Let me ask you this then? If YOU were the size of that little pest, and He was the one holding all the cards, ...what do you think that he would do with you? Hm?"
Angela glanced down at her watch, it was nearly six-thirty. She finished her drink and slowly started to get up, ...she was going to walk right past that table and see what those two women were talking about...
Just as she stood up, she saw them both gathering up their stuff and starting to leave. The taller blonde woman stuffed something into the pocket of her coat and picked it up. Swiftly rolling it up, she grabbed a black briefcase and stood up.
Wearing brightly colored short-shorts, and matching team colors, with cropped-top tee shirts. They both looked as if they had just left the gym. With their hair still slightly damp, and wearing clean, white tennis shoes, both carrying a small red and white striped duffle bag tucked tightly under their arms.
The bolder of the two woman lead the way, and the tall lanky blonde followed behind - both heading straight for the parking garage, ...walking quickly, toward the lower level elevator.
Their rubber soled shoes clapping across the cool cement, creating an echoing sound that profoundly reverberated within the large parking enclosure.
Angela followed, staying back a safe distance behind. She watched them both get into separate cars and drive out of the garage. A dark blue expensive-looking sports car and a dark green, Jeep Grand Cherokee. Angela wondered what they could have been talking about...
"Strange? It sounded like they were actually talking about 'Little People', but, that couldn't be possible, ...could it?", Angela lifted her purse up and threw the straps up over her shoulder, shifting her weight to one side, she felt her panties getting moist...
Stepping quicker, she walked to the elevator and pressed the button for the next level above; the floor where the main entrance door would be. She felt a strange feeling as she replayed everything that had just happened in the last couple of hours.
She felt like, everything that had taken place, was some kind of weird premonition... Her intuition, telling her that something very strange was happening all around her, but she just couldn't seem to figure it all out!
Her internal thoughts setting off an overwhelming emotional urge, "...she would have to find the restroom as soon as she got inside", Having just enough time before her 7:00 o'clock appointment, ... Oh, God! She hated the way that her sexual drive had taken over her life!
She hoped and prayed, that whatever Maxine had in mind could actually help her with this most disturbing problem.
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Part of him wanted to stay right there. Just lay there, allowing all of this... to just happen...
Oh, yeah, he had dreamt of this before. Being shrunken down and captured by a beautiful giant woman. His mind instantly recalled some of his most secretive, and favorite fantasies...
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Taken into the bathtub and used just like a little scrub brush. Painting their giant nails. Being used as a toe separator, painting her fingernails and being forced to paint his own toenails.
Getting a massage from those magnificent fingers, being used as a living sex toy. Being placed inside her cleavage and allowed to ride around as she did her shopping.
Easily sneaking him into the movie theater, carrying him around at the Mall. Showing him off to her beautiful girlfriends - passing him around - getting kissed and licked by dozens and dozens of them, ....oh yeah, toyed with and teased by these gorgeous gigantic females! ...this could be sooo goood!
....but wait a minute! This was 'actually' happening!
...
Tom suddenly felt a sonic rush of adrenaline; his terrified brain told him to at least try and get away from here! This giant doctor, Maxine - had already told him that she was going to simply, give him away, just - hand him over to her good friend, Amy...
But Why?
Just simply 'give him to her' - that beautiful receptionist? He saw her working at the front desk - Damn, she was hot, too. But, Tom didn't have any idea who she was, or what kind of person she is, ...she could be into 'Vore' - or worse, ...some weird kink that involved using candle wax, ...or, anal bondage - who knows, maybe she had a pet snake!
What if she were into pain, or cutting? What if she wanted to see how quickly she could completely break his mind and slowly drive him insane, ...what if she enjoyed hearing him screaming, and used him as a pin cushion!
She could literally 'crush him' inside her giant fist! Or, sit on him, and squash him! Oh, no, this was just way too much!
What if, she taped him down to her kitchen table and burned him with a cigarette lighter?
She could crush all the bones in his tiny body and keep him alive - completely paralyzed, and left on her desktop as just another silly little adornment to add to her collection; another silly looking little 'object' to clutter up her desk and add to her growing bricker-brack?
She could chop him up into tiny little pieces, ...bake him in a pie, or put him in a plastic bag and slowly suffocate him, ...watch him slowly die!
She could swallow him alive! She could chew him up! She could, ...she could, oh, there were so many things she could do to him and nobody... Nobody, would ever know anything about it, ...he was just so small, that she could just shove him into her tight panties and smother him!
Nobody knew that he was here, and no one would ever believe that he had been shrunken down to the size of an action figure, kept as a tiny little pet...
Tom wasn't so sure about this anymore. He didn't know what he was going to do? He figured that this might not be something that he ever wanted! Oh, No! Oh, God No! What was going to happen to him?
He wondered, desperately trying to control his fear, he tried to think it all over rationally; she couldn't be all that bad, could she? She looked so sweet and innocent, ...was this all some kind of 'divine intervention' Or, maybe, it could actually be his worst nightmare, but maybe he was just getting carried away...
This was all... just, so freaking weird, though!
How in the hell did she shrink him down, anyway? And, why did she do it?
What was this, 'Amy' going to do with him? He had no idea... Was he just going to lay there and wait to see what happened next, or was he going to at least try and save himself!
Was he losing his mind already?
He knew that he wasn't dreaming - because the tender skin on his bare-naked ass, was still stinging from that rough slide down into the back of Maxine's gigantic pantie hose!
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Barely able to breathe inside of this thick wall of overlapping nylon, Tom wriggled around and started grabbing at the tightly wrapped layers. Overlapping and completely surrounding him, he simply started pulling down on the inner-most layer.
He knew, that he was working himself away from the more fragrant 'toe section', and if he thought that he had a chance, he just kept on pulling and pulling, he would eventually unwind this enormous stocking...
Using his hands and feet, he continued clawing away until he felt the wadded up ball under his feet start to increase in size. He was slowly unraveling the huge stocking, and he could feel that it was becoming looser and looser around him.
The excessive amount of length, piling up under his feet, he deliberately continued frantically pulling his way out, ...slowly unraveling the gigantic leg of this huge pair of pantie hose; wadding up a ball of nylon beneath his feet, it just kept growing larger, and larger.
Trying to pace himself, and just keep steadily working.
Slowly, he kept pulling as he worked his way further along. Realizing that he could feel more and more air coming in - and the looser the nylon netting became, the more air he could feel.
His sweaty, nude body, detecting the cooler air, instantly gave him the extra energy that he needed to continue.
Slowly getting a little more air, Tom pulled away at the sleek material and started feeling that he was just about to find the opening at the other end!
...
In almost complete darkness, and working as quickly as he could, Tom kept on pushing the wadded up nylon down under his feet. Shoving it back away from him, pressing it down, gradually unwinding the long leg of this huge pair of overwrapped stocking.
The material getting looser and looser, he knew that he had to be nearing the end, it had to be almost there, ...he stopped for a moment to catch his breath.
He found that he could breathe a whole lot easier, now. And, he started to get excited thinking that he was nearly out of this huge pair of pantie hose!
He felt a strange blissful satisfaction. An enormous wave of tingling sensations rippled up across his overheated body. Being surrounded by all of this excessive nylon, completely swallowed up inside of it... this gigantic stocking, he felt his whole body just 'Tingling'...
...it was so surreal!
His chest pumping, he stretched out and tried to relax. Wiping some sweat away from his brow, he tried to clear his head and figure out what he should do... after, he escaped...
One of his favorite Fantasie's came swirling back into his foggy mind. He tried to push it away, but it swiftly returned like a bad penny. The thought of being trapped inside of that giant blondes panties and worn around like a pantie liner.
He wondered if something like that could actually happen, ...now that he was the exact same size that he was in his imaginative dreams.
He had seldom ever actually considered what he would, really do... because he thought that it could never possibly come true and that it was just a very imaginative fantasy!
He started to get excited. Just allowing his mind to recall all of those short little scenes from thousands of porn vids and hundreds of short stories that he had read, ...the staggering amount of material that his poor brain had been forced to process all came rushing back to him like a tidal wave!
This was all just so surreal... He couldn't believe how small he was, ...his mind flashed back to the towering image of Maxine's enormous body as she stood before him. Those dark blue panties looming above his prison cell. Her huge hand gathering him up and so effortlessly carrying him up to her face. His first impression of her had been branded into his mind's eye.
This tremendous woman. This magnificent female giant - she was a gigantic behemoth, compared to him!
She had somehow made him this way, 'intentionally', so that she could just 'give him away' to one of her friends as a cute little gift? So casually, as if he were nothing but a little trinket...
It just made no sense to him that this brilliant Psychologist, this famous Doctor, had somehow figured out how to actually shrink an actual, real live person! Turning them into a miniature-sized little toy! And, ...she was just so, just so, casual about it?
Why did she do this to him?
Was she going to shrink more people? Could she be shrinking more people, right now! Was she Mad? Why was she doing this? He searched his bewildered mind for some explanations, ...there was nothing that he could come up with that could reveal what this woman doctor could possibly have in mind...
Just then, he heard a heavy thumping sound, vibrating through the floor beneath him. Frantically, he started pulling away at the remaining nylon and quickly dragged himself out of the opening at the other end. Feeling the heavier waistband in the giant pair of pantie hose, he realized that he had finally managed to get himself free.
'Ka-Thump' 'Ka-Thump' 'Ka-Thump'
The heavy sound of gigantic footsteps reverberated throughout the entire floor. He felt around, soon realizing that he was still trapped inside of something, ...the strong aroma of musty leather and a mild sweetness, ...was that spearmint flavored chewing gum?
Inside such a tight space, the warmth of his own body creating a more humid feeling; the scent of mold, and a slight odor of what smelled like, (to his analytical mind) nothing, other than money...
A purse! He was inside of Maxine's purse!
Feeling the warmth within, and the overpowering scent of moldy money. He suddenly realized where he was! It was a triumphant discovery for him, but quite compelling to say the least... Although, he now knew where he was, ...he was still trapped by this gigantic woman and he wasn't too sure about anything anymore!
While catching his breath, he struggled around and tried to make himself a little more comfortable.
Searching around and attempting to find a way out, a small hole revealed itself up above his head. He noticed a soft beam of filtered light casting a solid, although, 'narrow beam', down into his dark, cramped space - Tom knew that, that hole was his only way out!
Suddenly, a voice spoke down from above him. A god-like voice, very feminine, but quite tremendously powerful! An amplified earth-shaking soundwave of vibrating sound!
"Alright Angela, just have a seat there and we'll get started, alright?", Maxine's voice sounded so powerfully large - very close, too.
Tom listened intently to the heaviness of their movements, the sound of their huge motions. Two gigantic women simply sitting down - the obvious noises were quite apparent; crushing leather on a huge couch cushion and heavy crumbling as the huge furniture withstood their colossal size and weight.
He could tell that they were both right there next to him. And, if he was trapped inside of Maxine's purse, then he had no way to get out of there without being seen, ...he would have to wait and see if they left before he could actually try and climb out through that little opening.
Still hopelessly trapped inside of this huge leather bag, Tom was suddenly thrown off balance - in a sudden pull - from this unexpected lifting sensation!
Instantaneously, shooting straight up while shifting across to the right, throwing everything inside over to one side!
He jerked around, just before he was swiftly pinned against the wall, pressed down by the intense gravity! Sliding over the soft floor, he found himself squashed right back into that softball of crumpled nylon, ...forcing him deeper into that huge cushion of pantie hose!
He nearly gagged, as the sudden pull of intense gravity, yanking him back - directly followed by an abrupt falling sensation!
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"Okay, Angela. Let's get started then, shall we..." Maxine's voice resounded from above. "Have you ever felt this fabric before?"
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She must have taken up her purse, and moved it over, casually setting it aside with an abrupt drop! Tom had been moved as well, in the thoughtless process, and had nearly lost his cookies from the unexpected drop in elevation!
"Whump!", the floor impacted with a solid thump!
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"It's 'imported' plush velvet. If you could just, hold onto it for a little while and just feel it while we talk, ...it seems to aid in helping you to relax, the soothing texture just feels good, too".
"Um, alright?", Angela reached over and took the small square of fabric from Maxine's fingertips and instantly applied it to her face.
Maxine giggled. Angela began rubbing the small square of material on her face.
"Feel Good?", Maxine whispered.
"Yes, it's lovely!", Angela said, slowly rubbing the cloth in a circular motion on her chin and gently over her right cheek.
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Right after the unexpected drop, he felt the hard floor slam up against him. Listening to them, as they casually went about their business, he rubbed his bruised behind. Staying very still, he waited to make sure that she was done moving her purse around!
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After quickly snatching up her purse, and swinging it around beside her chair, (Unintentionally, and quite casually) she just dropped it to the floor, Maxine then picked up a small remote control - using her thumb, she pressed a button.
Just after the soft click, the whole room was suddenly filled with a crisp, intensified sound of gushing water... the surround-sound speakers, came to life - offering up the prerecorded sound effects of ambient music; a mountain waterfall.
The soft tones of Biosphere - 'Hyperborea' - began flowing out of the speakers. Maxine adjusted the volume and set the remote down.
"Have you ever been in the desert?", she asked. Picking up the legal pad and crossing her legs she sank back into the soft leather chair.
"Yes. A few years ago, my sister and I were out in Arizona. We had driven out to the dunes. We spent a few days camping beneath the stars - it was a wonderful experience."
" I'll bet.", Maxine spoke calmly.
"It forces you to realize just how, 'Small' we all are, ...doesn't it?", she cleared her throat. " The horizon so far off in the distance, ...and, the setting sun, so large - just hanging there in the sky."
"Yes. The way it looks from the dessert is very pretty."
Leaning back and looking out through the doctor's Bay Windows.
She could see out through the open blinds; the distant horizon, glowing with the last rays of sunlight. The view from the eighteenth floor, at the top of the impressive Murphy Building, giving Angela a clear view across the entire Central Park. And, well beyond the outskirts of the Downtown area.
She finally started to settle into the moment and relax, ...she slipped her shoes off and pulled her right foot up onto the couch - placing it underneath her left buttcheek.
The relaxing sounds of ambient music seemed to calm her inner-being and she took a few deep breaths and slowly exhaled, ...her whole body seemed to relax. And, for her - that was something that almost never happened when she with a complete stranger.
She was just very nervous around people until she really got to know them.
"Tell me something," Maxine said. "Whenever you have these sudden urges, are you under stress most of the time, or can they just arise at any given moment?"
"Well, it depends. Usually, there has to be something happen that triggers it. If I'm sitting at home watching television and --I'm really enjoying what I'm watching, then I normally don't have any problems."
"Oh, okay. Do you watch porn?"
"Sometimes, yeah."
"What do you like to watch?"
"Um, well, what really turns-me-on, ...is that what you mean?"
"Yeah, I'd like to know what you enjoy 'seeing' whenever you're relaxing at home. When nothing or nobody's around that could possibly distract you, ...are you normally alone whenever you watch porn?
"Well, I don't watch it very often. But, my girlfriend Tracy, used to stop by after work - and we would sometimes watch some X-rated movies from the Classic Era, ...mainly, just for the jokes and we found it amusing to make fun of them."
So, you don't watch anything when you're alone, then?"
Angela paused. She glanced up at the ceiling and rolled her eyes. Pulling her bare foot out from under her, she switched legs and stuffed her other foot up under her heavy butt.
"I um, like to watch women dominate men. Tie 'em up, and make 'em beg. You know? I like to see a great big muscular guy, being controlled by a skinny looking girl - it just does something for me, ...I don't know what it is about that, but it just turns me on, so much!"
Maxine scribbled something down on her pad. She slowly began to smile. "I knew it", she thought to herself.
"This could actually work!"
Angela started to blush, "Is something Wrong?"
"Oh, no, there's nothing wrong!", the Asain woman's eyes blinked several times.
"I think that I have the perfect solution for you."
....
Maxine was a bit reluctant to bring someone else into this with them, but she also knew that this small group of people could be easily managed. Her daughter and her three friends already knew about it. And, Amy and her young daughter, already knew about it too.
That was seven people, including herself, that knew what she was doing, ...Angela would make eight people involved in this, and under the circumstances, she felt that using one of them to actually help one of her patient's was just an added benefit.
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Attempting to try and make out what they were talking about, Tom listened closely, but that overbearing background sound, coming from her surround-sound speakers - nearly drown out everything but an occasional word or two, ...he had just started to climb up toward the tiny hole in the zippered pocket, when all of a sudden, he was almost thrown back down again, ...the huge purse lifted up and swung around in a wide sweeping circle.
Hanging on tightly, he was gently lowered down and the bottom of the purse softly came to rest on some other spot.
He heard the zipper slowly coming apart, and the outside light suddenly flooded in. He heard the giantess saying something, but then - her huge hand covered up the opening at the top.
He dropped down into the depths of the narrow pocket and tried to crawl beneath the pantie hose. He had just made it underneath when three large fingers entered the pocket and pulled the wadded ball of pantie hose out!
Tom remained there in the bottom of the pocket - frozen with fear. When the only thing protecting him had suddenly been removed, he huddled down in the corner and held his breath... sheer terror overtook him! He trembled as he heard Maxine's voice speaking from directly above!
"Thomas?", she whispered. Her monstrous voice drifted back toward the opened pocket.
"Are you still in there?", she quizzically asked!
Not expecting an answer, she pulled the pocket wide apart, lowering her face down directly over it, ...huge eyes filled the opening as she peered in!
"THERE YOU are!", she abruptly announced! "Come on out here, Little one. I want you to meet someone!"
- As if he actually had a choice in the matter...
.....
Nothing could have prepared him for what was about happen...
He had only briefly been with this giant doctor, (while fully awake and not unconscious) and Maxine didn't really give him enough time, or even a chance, to acclimate to his new miniature position, being so hastily reduced to this little five-inch action figure. The unexpected and quite overwhelming shock hadn't enough time to fully sink in...
And, without really allowing him a chance to fully realize what he had so suddenly become, she had just simply dropped him down into the back of her steaming hot pantie hose!
Now, I don't know about you, but - here she was, cooing at him and talking to him, ...asking him so nicely, to come out from the safety of his hiding place and meet another giant woman!
...as if she were his best friend in the whole world, ...just staring down at him with two huge, dark brown eyes!
"C'mon, Thomas. Don't be afraid. We're not gonna hurt ya! Angela here would just like to see what you look like, that's all..."
He couldn't even catch his breath. This huge matching pair of brown spheres, sparkling above the opening in the pocket - looked as if they were larger than a set of head lights on the front end of a Greyhound Bus!
Tom nearly pissed all over the floor of the leather pouch/pocket, whenever the sudden appearance of her bright red fingernails slowly curled around the edge of the opened at the top!
Larger than a garden shovel, three shiny red nails slipped down along the soft lining. Entering the pocket and slowly coming closer, ...the sight of those spade shaped blades and the thought of how easily they could cut him in half, caused him to scream out in sheer terror!
"No, Noooooooo! Get away from ME!"
"Aw, come on Now!", Maxine purred. "I'm not going to hurt YOU!"
"No, Don't touch ME!", Tom yelled up at those huge brown eyes!
"C'mon, Thomas. Don't be so scared, I just want to get you out of there, so that we can take a good look at you, That's all..."
"Ahhhhh, No, Nooooooo!"
Tom screamed as loud as he could! But, it didn't make any difference to the giant fingers. Two long slender fingertips and a heavy wide thumb lowered down into the pocket and slid around his sides. The soft skin squeezed up around him and slowly squished together, ...taking him up, and lifting him out into the brighter light.
"Put ME DOWN!", Tom screamed.
Kicking his arms and legs in a frantic act of pure terror!
Looking down, he saw the cupped palm of her other hand coming up to meet him. He felt his bare feet touching down onto the soft padding of her warm skin, ...he struggled within her fingertips, as she slowly released him, allowing him to simply drop down into her waiting palm.
"There, We ARE!", she brightly announced!
Holding him up level with her face, he felt the slight pull of gravity as she gently lifted him. Her huge hand dipped and raised a few times as she adjusted his elevation - holding him precariously high above the floor!
Tom's stomach twinged, as he spread his feet as wide as he could. Trying to maintain his balance on this giant woman's soft palm. He felt her warm fingers spreading apart as she adjusted her hand to better display him for her anxiously awaiting guest.
Angela leaned forward, scooting up on the edge of her seat, she brought her face in closer to see this incredible little person!
"Oh, is he.... REAL?", she blurted out!
"As real as, You or Me!", Maxine answered.
"Angela, Meet 'Thomas Speedman', I think that the two of you are going to become very good friends!"
'Oh, my god, he's just so, ...so, Oh My! I didn't think that ...oh God, he's a little Man!"
Angela stammered to find the words to express her emotional reaction, but she simply stuttered with confusion as she intently inspected this amazingly - small - perfectly formed - little miniature person!
Sitting there, completely naked, inside of this soft feminine hand, he just looked so strange!Being that his tiny body fits perfectly within this beautiful Asian woman's palm. Her smooth, single hand, easily large enough to engulf his entire body. Angela, just couldn't believe what her eyes were seeing!
Completely spellbound, she continued to question what her eyes just couldn't quite understand, "He can't be REAL! That's Impossible, ...isn't it?"
"Oh No, he's very much as real as he can be, ...just smaller!", Maxine whispered softly, holding him up a little closer.
Gapping, Angela's mouth fell open as she continued to burble, her eyes frozen and locked on to the sight of this little tiny person, ...just sitting there so petite inside the single hand of the lady doctor.
"...are you, ...Serious?", she squealed with an ear-piercing blast!
Tom covered his ears with both hands and fell backward into Maxine's palm. Her fingers reactively curled around his miniature figure, protecting him as she reluctantly moved him away from the overly-excited Angela.
"Be careful, Angela ...his tiny ears are very sensitive."
"Oh, Sorry! I didn't realize! This is just so, ...amazing!"
"I know, um, he's really tiny, but he IS a 'Real Person', Angela. So, we have to be very careful. You could accidentally injure him without even realizing it.."
"Oh I know, ...I know. I mean, just look at him. He's so Small!"
Maxine slowly moved him back between them, gradually raising up her hand and bringing him up before Angela's face, once again.
Tom's heart was racing as he was forced to be put on display. He had never before felt so humiliated, ...he wanted to just jump out of her hand and run away but the distance down to the floor was far too much to survive the fall!
Angela was looking at him like a little girl would look at a fresh slice of chocolate cake with white frosting. Her eyes grew wider, and her heart started pounding - her face blushed a deep shade of red and she felt her body becoming overly aroused by just the sight of this tiny naked man.
She felt her nipples growing hard and becoming as rigid as steel bolts. Her ears felt hot, too.
She reached up and brushed her fingers through her hair, ...at the same time, she bumped her arm across her left boob and rubbed it with the inside of her forearm - using her wrist - she felt her hard nipples trying to press through her bra.
Her breathing was getting faster and faster. And, she felt her tingling pussy getting so warm, ...she uncrossed her legs and recrossed them a few times, ...trying to hide her arousal from Maxine.
Maxine broke the tension, "Would you like to hold him?", she quietly whispered.
"Just put your hands together and I'll let you hold him."
Tom started to panic. "What the hell was she doing?"
He didn't want to be some 'plaything' for this fat bitch. "I thought that she was going to give me to Amy?"
Angela scooted away, she shook her head and slid back deeper into the couch.
"I don't know, Maxine?"
Uncrossing her legs, she spread her knees apart and wiped her damp palms down over them - placing her feet tightly together, she squeezed her knees back together and shifted them over to one side; feeling her pussy start to swell, she tried to contain her building arousal!
Tom had no idea what was going on and he wasn't a bit interested in being handled by this chubby giant blonde, she was hot, yeah... But, No. He didn't want her holding him like some little toy!
He was starting to get angry, at the thought of being used this way, and he turned around to look up at the looming face of his prodigious captor, ...Maxine was smiling down at him like he was some fascinating little decoration, that you'd find dangling from a supermodel's ear.
"C'mon ladies just put me down okay. I don't like this! You're starting to scare me!"
Angela's eyes grew even wider than what he thought possible. The sound of his voice was so "Miniature". She leaned in and lowered her face much too closely!
"Oh My God!", she squealed!
Blasting him back into Maxine's palm with her loud voice, nearly deafening him in the process! Quickly pulling him away, Maxine lowers him down onto her lap. Her cupped palms enclosing around him, completely covering him up!
"Angela!", Maxine barked! "I thought I told you to be careful about that!"
"Oh God, I'm so sorry! I didn't hurt him, did I? Is he, ...is he, ..alright?"
Angela covered her blushing face. Cupping both her hands over it, she peeked between her fingers. Maxine slowly opened her's up while looking down to check on him.
Tom's ears were ringing, as he looked up directly at the giant woman. (He waved her away as if he had a choice in the matter), ...Maxine opened up her hands slightly, as she slowly lifted him back up.
"I think he's alright. But, Angela - you can't do that. You're going to need to remember that he is just so sensitive and delicate... that to him - You - are almost as big as the 'Statue of Liberty'. If you can imagine what that would be like, then you should realize how everything appears to him."
"I don't think I 'Like this' anymore, Maxine.", Angela sounded nervous. "This just doesn't feel right. Put him away, I don't want to hold him"
Angela crossed her arms and sat back into the couch. Maxine slowly released her hands from around the tiny captive. Allowing Tom to sit freely and completely naked upon her right thigh.
Moving her hands away and lowering them down next to her legs, she allowed him the freedom to look around and see them both from this new vantage point.
"He must be completely terrified of us! How did he get so, ...small, Anyway?", Angela started to realize the full extent of this bizarre new reality.
"Where did he come from?"
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Tom sat down. Awkwardly attempting to cover up his naked crotch, while sitting at the edge of Maxine's soft black skirt, he crossed his legs and leaned over. Reaching down with his right hand he tried to get to hold of the bottom edge of the thick skirt. Attempting to brace himself from falling off her long leg.
Her wide, soft thigh, felt so warm beneath him. However, keeping his full attention, was this slight but constant - shifting motion. To anyone else, they were simply imperceptible motion's - to anyone of normal size, that is. Tiny movements, that wouldn't even be detected in the slightest way.
However, for Tom, being only five inches tall, just the slightest movement - simply created by her living, breathing body, keeping him fully aware of just how gigantic she is!
Unintentionally, and unaware of her drifting leg, which was moving with just her normal body rhythms - causing her huge leg to slightly drift, ...moving back and forth, ...completely unconscious actions, though, for anyone of normal size. Something that we all do, whether awake or asleep.
From Tom's perspective, although, it was extremely noticeable. He felt as though she were intentionally wobbling her leg just to keep him slightly off balance, ...was she just tormenting him?
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"He volunteered for this venture all on his own, Angela. Tom is a criminal. He was going to be persecuted and sent away for more than twenty years. He was offered this chance to avoid going to prison."
Maxine glanced down at him with a slight glint in her eye's,
"He was fully aware of the consequences, and yet, he decided to go ahead and offer himself up as a test subject for some new experimental procedure", Maxine didn't fully explain everything.
She failed to tell her, that she - herself, had been the one who had actually performed this experiment - and exposed tiny Tom to the chemicals - which had effectually caused him to shrink.
"He knew exactly what he was getting himself into before all of this began, but yet he still wanted to avoid going to prison, so here he is - just as sweet as can be, I mean, just look at him, ...I think ...he like's it!"
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Somehow, Dr. Harrison had actually figured out how to miniaturize people, and Tom's new reality had just begun to fully sink in. At first, he was simply elated, but after gaining a bit of perspective, his jubilation was short-lived...
Tom also knew that she had shrunken several other people as well, secretly imprisoning them inside of these small wire cages. Holding them captive, as easily as a child kept a Gerbil as a pet!
After he noticed that there were several of those cages all lined up along that shelf, he was beginning to wonder how many others there were that would be added to the lady doctors bizarre collection!
Now, Thomas Speedman wasn't one to complain about getting all of this attention from the opposite sex, but this was just so weird! ...so humiliating. He had often fantasized about this very thing! However, this giant woman doctor had simply dropped him down into the back of her pantie hose, and squished him between her cheeks! Smothering him inside until he eventually passed out!
Upon awakening, Mr. Speedman slowly realized that Maxine had trapped him inside of her purse, wrapped up inside of that same pair of pantie hose! Was she trying to smother him in there!
He wondered just what she could possibly be planning on doing with him, next. And, now that he was just barely big enough to defend himself from a common household insect, what other things would she do to him?
Was she going to kill him? Was she going to eat him? She could, you know. Just simply shove him into her mouth and, ...devour him!
He had no idea what to think about all of this, ...everything around him, was completely enormous...
...
Sitting on her knee...
The closeness; quite traumatizing. Trembling, Tom sat - fully naked - straddling this smooth wide leg. His knees sharply bent with his feet tucked under him, the warmth of her enormous leg created the most intoxacating sense of euphoria.
Looking up at these two enormous women - just sitting there, taking all of this so casually, talking to each other and ...as if Tom weren't even there...laughing and flipping their hair, glancing down only occasionally to give him the slightest smile.
He wondered what strange 'fresh hell' he was about to enter; it seemed that Dr. Harrison was trying to convince Angela to do something out of her comfort zone...
Sitting naked on this giant woman's lap, he felt rubbery, but hard at the same time. The sheer size of Maxine's huge, soft thigh -- comparatively; being five times the length of his entire body, ...he sat there gripping tightly to the edge of her skirt.
Saddled upon her mid-thigh, nearly eight feet wide - he felt so puny - looking down the long, overly extended - length - of her lower leg. The shiny surface of tightly stretched stocking, a slight purplish hue reflecting within the dark blue color.
The tantalizing essence of her magnificent body, brought his arousal to a whole new level, ...drowning him within her scent, he could barely conceal his solid erection.
As the two women sat there talking, Maxine's hands aimlessly started flittering around. Her gesturing motions; like strange, wingless birds, her right hand swooping down and whipping past just overhead. Tom could barely relax enough to take a single breath... she could accidentally swat him off her leg and he would be dead before he hit the floor!
.....
Knowing that - 'he' - was the central point of their semi-private conversation, he still felt as though they weren't exactly giving him any type of recognition, ...speaking of him, occasionally gesturing toward him, but not really considering him a part of their ongoing discussion.
Tom felt an overwhelming sense of betrayal. Maxine was treating him more like a little animal, or a pet. He attempted to get her attention, several times, but she simply held her open hand down above him, blocking out the light and causing him to be reminded of how small and insignificant he had actually become...
...was this how it was going to be, for the rest of his life?
His body had he been changed so drastically, that ...he wouldn't be treated as a normal human being any longer?
"Oh, it was obvious that he was no longer their equal.", he reconsidered. "They could do whatever they wanted to him, and he didn't have any way to defend himself!"
He was beginning to think that, just maybe - prison - would have been better, ...if he had known exactly what he was getting himself into, he would have never allowed her to do this to him!
Angela, and Maxine's conversation being so particularly focused on this 'Other-worldly aspect' ... Maxine attempted to detail her intentions. Her explanation was quite profound:
"It was like, the most wonderful feeling of complete empowerment.", looking down, and pointing her finger directly at him,
"This feeling of being in complete control. Possessing another human being, him - the tiny miniature man", she whispered quietly - "Owning him."
Oh, he was 'real' alright. A real live human being - a real living, breathing, being...
... just so small that, ...that the sensation of holding him, just couldn't be quite fully appreciated, without actually doing it!
"...to hold someone - that little - you just feel like a Giantess!"
"But, Angela. ...the sensation is simply delicious", Maxine whispered seductively.
...
Angela was reluctant to even try and allow herself to simply touch him; after the excitement of seeing him for the first time.
Her excited 'reaction', causing her to raise her voice a bit too loudly. The sudden outburst nearly deafening the poor little guy!
The doctor simply wanted to observe Angela's first time, witnessing it from more of a clinical observation, or from the psychological standpoint. Watching her do this, ...would allow her to see first hand just how fascinating it was, and she relished the chance to watch this happening!
Not wanting to offend her, Maxine was reluctant but quite determined to get her to do this. She was going to be extremely patient with Ms. Cooper, wanting her to just relax and simply hold him, ...just to simply experience what it was like...
She wanted to watch the little man's reaction, too. This was something that could be studied - the human reaction to different types of stimuli; different subjects and different situations...
"...nothing could be more different than this.", she thought.
"Alright Angela," Maxine firmly stated. "Now, put your hands out. I'm going to gently place little Thomas here, right into your palm. Just hold him for one minute. That's all I want you to do, just hold him, Okay?"
"Alright, but I don't want to hurt him. How tightly should I squeeze him?", she asked with a quivering tone.
"Don't squeeze, Angela. Just allow him to sit there in your hands.", Maxine softly told her.
Tom instantly started shaking, as he felt Maxine's cool fingers smoothly wrapping around his entire body. He would have tried to cover up his straining erection, but the point was that they had already noticed it and didn't really seem to be very interested in the fact that he was aroused.
His miniature size is such a novelty, his puny penis appeared more like an added bonus. Angela smiled when she saw it, ...her eyes growing brighter as she felt his tiny form dropping into the center of her cupped palms.
"Hello, little man.", she softly whispered. Being extra careful not to raise her voice.
Tom flopped down onto his bare butt and sat up. Leaning forward to block her giant eyes from staring at his crotch. He had never before felt this way, being naked around a woman ...he normally felt very comfortable with his body. He wasn't ashamed of the way that he looked. In fact, he was quite proud of his larger-than-average endowment.
But now, none of that seemed to matter. Tom's full standing height was shorter than what his cock used to be when he was normal size!
Grabbing onto her thumbnail he braced himself and pulled himself up onto his knees. Tom felt like he was kneeling before an actual goddess, a real giant woman, ...her soft palms smoothly surrounding him.
"He barely weighs anything at all!", Angela whispered. "This is, ...so strange!"
Tom felt her huge hands slightly quivering all around him. He couldn't help himself from becoming more afraid of her. His heart pumping fast, he looked up at the sight of her huge chest looming above him. The heavy globes filling out the front of her blouse. A pure look of complete fascination in her sparkling eyes. He could now feel the slick, wet sweat, forming a fine coating within her palms.
His bare skin pressing against her heated palms; the warmth consuming him within her cupping palms. He had never feared such a thing, ...or thoughts of such strangeness, had never before entered his mind!
"She's just a woman!", Tom tried to settle his terrified mind.
Looking around, he noticed that Maxine had moved further away - sitting back into her chair, she was writing something down on her notepad. She was obviously studying what Angela's reaction was, and she seemed to be enjoying the results of her newest revelation.
Angela slowly lifted him up. Bringing him up closer to her face. Her eyes grew wider as she brought him up before her, ...Tom knelt down, lowering his head submissively before this supreme being.
...
Angela felt a tingling sensation within her panties. A powerful surge of swelling in her nethers. Her nipples started swelling, as she slowly allowed her knees to drift apart, widening her thighs slightly, ...she felt herself becoming very wet.
Slowly taking a deep breath, she brushed a single fingertip over his tiny cock and pushed it firmly against his belly.
"Oh, I see what you mean. He's so little, Maxine!"
Tom felt as though he had already been devoured! She was holding him in her hands and he couldn't get away from her if he tried, ...she could, so easily squish him - so tightly - that he didn't stand a chance!
Her huge face slowly moved closer, she smiled and blinked quickly. Tom attempted to move away as he noticed her looming facial features. Her large nostrils flexed. The base, drawing air and vacuuming a strong draft into her lungs. Sweeping around his naked body, her fingers began to roam around and explore.
Her heated breath swirling around him, escaping through her nose and mouth - a slight breeze began swirling - drifting through her palms. She was sniffing him.
The corners of her mouth quivered, slowly forming a smile, ...Tom sank down and felt his bare butt sinking down into the warmth of her powerful hands.
"M'm, I wonder, ... are you afraid of me?", she softly whispered. "Let me have a little taste!"
Tom instantly threw his hands out to the sides and grabbed onto her large fingertips!
The large appendages moved closer and gripped up around him. Trapping him inside her single hand, he saw her other hand drift away as she slowly enclosed him within her right fist.
Tom stiffened his spine as a pang of fear stabbed him in the gut! He felt her possessive fingers enclosing all around him, tightening up and constricting. Forcing his tiny arms down to his sides, Angela giggled at his squirming reaction,
"Aw, look at you. You can't get away from me, little Tom!"
Driven to panic, he wildly fought against her firm grasp. Suddenly realizing that he was caught up within this enormous woman's fist and the sudden fear of her lingering gaze frightened him to the core!
Was she going to eat him?
Her wet tongue extruded from between her large, puffy lips. Leaving a shimmering glaze of sticky saliva spreading across, slowly breaking the firm seal in between, sweeping the tip over her lower lip.
"Just a little taste, ....that's all. I just want to give you a little, ...Taste."
Tom almost screamed as he felt the tip of her sloppy wet muscle pressing against his entire face!
Tiny sized globs of sticky syrup covered his whole face! He felt the thick paste soaking into his hair, dripping down and dribbling over his shoulders, he screamed as loud as he could!
"Nooo!", his voice barely made a sound.
He could feel his heart hammering hard against her encircling palm. The firm grasp holding him tightly enough that his body felt like it was connected to her hand. Her solid squeeze sealing her skin into his, ...smoothly conforming to his entire length!
His feet protruding from the base of her gripping fist, his legs crumpled within the center; his head trapped inside the coil of her index finger and thumb... he felt the powerful strength within her fingers - each one - working individually to form a perfect alignment with his defenseless little figure. He had become mummified within her grasp.
Her tongue slipped across his face, slowly...this time - leaving a trail of sparkling glue, ...plastering his entire face with the sticky paste!
"Stop It!", he yelled!
Only able to barely turn his head away, he couldn't do anything to prevent her from licking him! Her tongue quickly returned to slowly slither over his face again. The rounded nodules that covered the surface, slid slowly across his entire face, slightly scraping the side of his jaw. He felt the tiny appendages cutting into the surface of his skin!
He felt the heated wetness soaking in. The fast drying saliva-absorbing deeper and deeper each time, ...his heart was exploding inside his chest!
Was she going to EAT him?
He screamed again, but she didn't even seem to notice. Her mouth opened up and her huge soft lips wrapped around his whole head! The air popped as she pulled her mouth away!
'SLURP!'
Her slathering tongue swiftly attached itself to his face and head, wallowing around and mashing firmly, compressing against him! Forcefully shoving his head back, smothering him! He felt the powerful compression and thought that he was about to be swallowed alive!
In a sudden burst of explosive wetness, her giant mouth pulled away and quickly closed! Smiling with a huge set of glimmering white teeth, Angela's face drifted away and her eyes returned to inspect her little captive.
"M'm, ..yummy", her breath puffed.
Tom had nearly passed out from the lack of air, but he managed to hang on until she finally lowered him down to her knee and slowly released him. He wiped his face and looked up to see Maxine staring down with a glint in her eye, ...she had her legs crossed tightly, squeezing her thighs together. Her short dress had ridden up around her hips and she was holding onto the arms of her chair.
Angela reached up and brushed her hair back with both hands, "Could I have him for a few days?", she asked. Looking down at her feet she noticed that her purse had fallen open and a tiny little cat was casually walking out of the opening.
"Oh, LOOK!", she said. Pointing down at the shrunken cat.
Maxine lowered her hand down and the tiny cat walked into her palm and sat down. She carefully lifted him up and sat back into her chair again, ...adjusting herself into a more comfortable position, she looked down into her palm and smiled,
"Where have you been?", she softly cooed.
Extending a finger, she gently began to stroke the miniature feline, ...the little cat purred and flopped down in the center of her giant hand - curling up into a little ball - and disappearing as Maxine closed her fist around him.