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He fought at first, but his jeans slid off so easily after ripping from the force of her fingertips. Her right hand had closed against his torso that struggling with his arms was pointless. He felt like a toy and she had this grin.

“I’m going to lick your legs first…”

He woke up in a cold sweat a blanket wrapped around his torso and bedsheets every which way . He sat up and took a deep breath -God that was too real. He looked over at the clock. Almost three thirty am. He had to get up at five to get to the gym on time. He’d never get back to sleep with his heart pounding and his mind swirling like this. He switched the light on and untapped himself from the covers.

Why did she have to come onto him like that? He’d been around horny clients before, but it never got out of hand. She probably meant well and seemed to be a nice enough girl, but being picked up and that look on her face. If she was normal he’d ask her out in a second, but there was this little matter of being toy sized. It was his forth nightmare in the same number of days and not the worst.

He picked up his phone and scrolled to the message she sent just after he left her place.

Thank U SO MUCH for helping me!!!! when $$ is stable I would *love* 2 hire U so we can see how strong and fit I can get!

Then the one from yesterday

it'll be awhile in the meantime is is ok if I ask you out? If not I totally understand

They sat there unanswered. He’d be going out with Cindy this weekend anyway and he wasn’t about to get involved with Jill Greenstalk. He let out a long sigh and typed a bit before starting his morning routine.

__________

She was almost out the door for a morning run back and forth on the desolated road into the place when she picked up her phone to check for messages.

I don’t think I’m the right trainer to work with you

and the next one

No. You’re a nice girl and there are lots of guys for you

Her heart sunk and a wave of nausea forced her to sit down with her head between her legs. A minute passed and then three more before she she sat leaned back and looked up at the ceiling.

“You’re so fucking stupid Tanya!” she yelled.

She felt like txting something or even calling, but he was probably right. She was a freak. With a long sigh she got to her feet and pulled on her sweatpants and shirt for the run.

__________

Ten am rolled around and she had spend most of the time thinking ‘what if…’ She’d been there before and it was always useless and depressing.. Maybe she should talk to Austin - after all - they were with each other through most of this and he knew her. She had ruined things with him twice, but it looked like he was moving on. She didn’t sense he was happy, but he was a hell of a lot more successful getting modeling gigs and he always seemed to have women lining up. Probably just curious, but …

She looked at her hand and spread her fingers He could easily lay on her thumbnail with his arms out to either side. Face to face was too much. She’d email him and see if he’d video iMessage with her. That seemed to work better now. 
Her phone rang just as she picked it up to send a note to Austin. She had been waiting on a few proposals. Maybe one had come through. She needed something.

The caller ID said it was the pizza restaurant that hired her right after she grew. It was boring, but they paid her in food and she was forever grateful. Looking back on it she considered it charity.

“Hi, it’s Tanya.

Oh really? Is it just one day?

So two from noon ’til seven.”

“I think I have something that’ll work. All the clothes and costumes I owned with in the van when…”

“Yeah.. they’re all my size now. Come over and I’ll model it for you.

This afternoon at three is fine. See you then!”

I seemed strange for a pizzeria to host a big Octoberfest celebration, but it’d pay. So many part time models would jump at something like this for five thousand for two days. Given her needs that wasn’t much but it was five thousand more than she’d make without it. Plus all she’d be doing is greeting people and she’d get a little pizza and beer .

__________

The day came and she got into her dreidel. The yogurt company she did the photos with got it from some halloween shop and couldn’t have paid much for it. She could feel the plastic in it. Still .. most people seeing it would be at least fifteen feet away, so it’d look ok. Now if she didn't feel so stupid in it - but she'd worn worse. Unpacking she discovered her umbrella was broken. Not that it was going to rain, but she’d been avoiding going out in rain since then except for hot Summer days when it felt good. It’d cost. Austin had it better. Most things his size were cheap. If you’re gonna be a freak you wanna be a little freak, she thought.

She set off for Port Station thinking about the conversation she’d had with Austin. He was seeing someone and suggested she use the gig to casually meet guys. Worst case they’d walk away. He said he couldn’t imagine anyone not noticing how beautiful she was. Just thinking about that made her beam now. He told her to smile and look right into their eyes when she talked .. even if it wasn’t easy. She’d been avoiding that since she grew.

There was a small outdoor area between two buildings, but part of the street was blocked off and tables were set. She changed from her running shoes and walked over to the manager and knelt to be less intimidating.

“Hey Mr Rossi. Whatdaya think?”

“Even better than before. We’d like it if you’d greet people as they came in and get them dancing and having fun if you can. Just stay close to that trailer most of the time so we ..”

“Yeah.. ‘makes sense.”

“Over there…” he said pointing up to where a band was setting up.

She looked over. It was a two story section of building with a flat roof and four musicians.

“That’s for dancing too. That’s our German band up there “ He was looking up at her now. “You can reach it can’t you?”

She smiled “easy.. it’s like the top of a dresser high”

“That’s what I thought… would you mind serving food there? Now much, but every once an awhile carry a table over. I think it’d be cute. And for now maybe you could move some of the tables up there. Just ask Rita - she's got it all sorted out."

“Mind if I walk over to be sure?”

he motioned a sweeping yes.

The musicians stared as she approached.

“Hey— I know I look weird. It’s this dress. It isn’t authentic”

The one holding the drum sticks laughed. She smiled again and reached over as far as she could. They were staring again. 
“What?” she said to them “Never seen a girl measure a building?”

__________

Customers began to arrive and the band launched into German sing along songs., Just the thing for a pizzeria owned by Italian Americans, she thought. The thought made her happy somehow. She started talking to people and noticed how good she had become at deflecting giant questions. She noticed the buildings seemed the right size rather than tiny.. it was like they were meant to be small. Was she getting used to her size?

“Hey Tanya!”

She looked down towards the familiar voice.

“ Becca?” It looked like her, but..

“Anthro 102 last Spring. My god It didn’t hit me ’til now that it was you!”

Tanya knelt down towards her.

“Yeah .. sort of sucks.”

“I bet.. Did you survive the final?”

Tanya was startled by the pivot away from the elephant in the room.

“B plus”

“Same here. I thought I’d get a D after that test.. I mean..”

“I know the feeling.”

“you dropped out?”

“I wanna go back next term, but it’s beyond messed up.”

“I’m surprised they didn’t take you to some lab to study you.”

“They’re too fucked up to do anything”

Both of them laughed.

“Still on the volleyball team?”

‘Yeah.. libero ‘cause i’m short and fast.” 
“Everyone’s short.”

“You should be on the team.”

“I’m pretty sure they’d outlaw me. But if you can keep a secret…” she moved in closer and lowered her voice “we’re thinking of having me run some races to set records before they can ban me. For publicity. Money’s a real issue.”

“I hadn’t thought of that … how’d ya do it?”

“GoFundMe, but that’s a one time shot. I got really lucky with this old warehouse.. you should come over some time Food’s from the basics - nothing expensive. It’s probably healthier, but I’d kill for a Snickers.”

Becca looked towards the restaurant and then back up at the giant girl. “We should stay in touch.. the other girl’s from the team are waving at me and they;’ve got beer.”

Tanya waved as she stood up. “I’m working today and tomorrow, but come over some time.”

A lot of it was just standing up and watching, but when people looked like the wanted to talk, she’d bend down. Given how some guys were looking she was glad she was wearing cutoffs under the shirt.

The next three conversations flowed easily. Somehow people knew they shouldn’t be talking about her height without her mentioning it. This was making up for the blackness she felt when she got those txts from Chase. Austin was probably right. Maybe she should talk to some guys more. She had already talked to a guy who was a TA in one of her classes a year ago when this guy she didn’t recognize come up.

“Tanya?”

She bent down.. he looked familiar, but she couldn’t remember. :”I recognize your face, but I can’t place you..”

“Jason… Chemistry 112 I mostly sat behind you. I always wanted to go out with you, but you were too beautiful and I never worked up the nerve to ask.”

“I remember - we had that big talk about the wilderness preserve they were going to tear down. You were trying to fight it right?”

“That’s the one. What happened?”

“It’s still in court.”

She could sense he was nervous, but it wasn’t the kind of nervousness guys seemed to get from her size. It was more like what she was used to back when she was human sized.

“So it’s still a wilderness?”

“As much as there is on the Island.”

“It’s out East a bit, right?”

“Yeah — about ten miles.”

“Can people visit it?”

“There’s a dirt road and some trails… sure…”

“ wanna go on a date and show it to me?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Pretty sure I can walk there and you said you wanted to ask me out, so I’m just cutting out that step.. So wanna go on a date with me?”

“..sure! ummm… when?”

“Next Sunday? If it’s not raining that is. My umbrella’s not working. Speaking of working I’ve gotta get back. Grab me later and I’ll give you my number.”

She found herself smiling as he walked away and he wasn’t bad looking either.

As the day went on a half dozen other classmates from last year said hi. Some were wondering, but she didn’t go there. Maybe it’d work out when she went back to school. Assuming the logistics could be worked out and that was a big if.

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Description
He fought at first, but his jeans slid off so easily after ripping from the force of her fingertips. Her right hand had closed against his torso that struggling with his arms was pointless. He felt like a toy and she had this grin.

“I’m going to lick your legs first…”

He woke up in a cold sweat a blanket wrapped around his torso and bedsheets every which way . He sat up and took a deep breath -God that was too real. He looked over at the clock. Almost three thirty am. He had to get up at five to get to the gym on time. He’d never get back to sleep with his heart pounding and his mind swirling like this. He switched the light on and untapped himself from the covers.

Why did she have to come onto him like that? He’d been around horny clients before, but it never got out of hand. She probably meant well and seemed to be a nice enough girl, but being picked up and that look on her face. If she was normal he’d ask her out in a second, but there was this little matter of being toy sized. It was his forth nightmare in the same number of days and not the worst.

He picked up his phone and scrolled to the message she sent just after he left her place.

Thank U SO MUCH for helping me!!!! when $$ is stable I would *love* 2 hire U so we can see how strong and fit I can get!

Then the one from yesterday

it'll be awhile in the meantime is is ok if I ask you out? If not I totally understand

They sat there unanswered. He’d be going out with Cindy this weekend anyway and he wasn’t about to get involved with Jill Greenstalk. He let out a long sigh and typed a bit before starting his morning routine.

__________

She was almost out the door for a morning run back and forth on the desolated road into the place when she picked up her phone to check for messages.

I don’t think I’m the right trainer to work with you

and the next one

No. You’re a nice girl and there are lots of guys for you

Her heart sunk and a wave of nausea forced her to sit down with her head between her legs. A minute passed and then three more before she she sat leaned back and looked up at the ceiling.

“You’re so fucking stupid Tanya!” she yelled.

She felt like txting something or even calling, but he was probably right. She was a freak. With a long sigh she got to her feet and pulled on her sweatpants and shirt for the run.

__________

Ten am rolled around and she had spend most of the time thinking ‘what if…’ She’d been there before and it was always useless and depressing.. Maybe she should talk to Austin - after all - they were with each other through most of this and he knew her. She had ruined things with him twice, but it looked like he was moving on. She didn’t sense he was happy, but he was a hell of a lot more successful getting modeling gigs and he always seemed to have women lining up. Probably just curious, but …

She looked at her hand and spread her fingers He could easily lay on her thumbnail with his arms out to either side. Face to face was too much. She’d email him and see if he’d video iMessage with her. That seemed to work better now. 
Her phone rang just as she picked it up to send a note to Austin. She had been waiting on a few proposals. Maybe one had come through. She needed something.

The caller ID said it was the pizza restaurant that hired her right after she grew. It was boring, but they paid her in food and she was forever grateful. Looking back on it she considered it charity.

“Hi, it’s Tanya.

Oh really? Is it just one day?

So two from noon ’til seven.”

“I think I have something that’ll work. All the clothes and costumes I owned with in the van when…”

“Yeah.. they’re all my size now. Come over and I’ll model it for you.

This afternoon at three is fine. See you then!”

I seemed strange for a pizzeria to host a big Octoberfest celebration, but it’d pay. So many part time models would jump at something like this for five thousand for two days. Given her needs that wasn’t much but it was five thousand more than she’d make without it. Plus all she’d be doing is greeting people and she’d get a little pizza and beer .

__________

The day came and she got into her dreidel. The yogurt company she did the photos with got it from some halloween shop and couldn’t have paid much for it. She could feel the plastic in it. Still .. most people seeing it would be at least fifteen feet away, so it’d look ok. Now if she didn't feel so stupid in it - but she'd worn worse. Unpacking she discovered her umbrella was broken. Not that it was going to rain, but she’d been avoiding going out in rain since then except for hot Summer days when it felt good. It’d cost. Austin had it better. Most things his size were cheap. If you’re gonna be a freak you wanna be a little freak, she thought.

She set off for Port Station thinking about the conversation she’d had with Austin. He was seeing someone and suggested she use the gig to casually meet guys. Worst case they’d walk away. He said he couldn’t imagine anyone not noticing how beautiful she was. Just thinking about that made her beam now. He told her to smile and look right into their eyes when she talked .. even if it wasn’t easy. She’d been avoiding that since she grew.

There was a small outdoor area between two buildings, but part of the street was blocked off and tables were set. She changed from her running shoes and walked over to the manager and knelt to be less intimidating.

“Hey Mr Rossi. Whatdaya think?”

“Even better than before. We’d like it if you’d greet people as they came in and get them dancing and having fun if you can. Just stay close to that trailer most of the time so we ..”

“Yeah.. ‘makes sense.”

“Over there…” he said pointing up to where a band was setting up.

She looked over. It was a two story section of building with a flat roof and four musicians.

“That’s for dancing too. That’s our German band up there “ He was looking up at her now. “You can reach it can’t you?”

She smiled “easy.. it’s like the top of a dresser high”

“That’s what I thought… would you mind serving food there? Now much, but every once an awhile carry a table over. I think it’d be cute. And for now maybe you could move some of the tables up there. Just ask Rita - she's got it all sorted out."

“Mind if I walk over to be sure?”

he motioned a sweeping yes.

The musicians stared as she approached.

“Hey— I know I look weird. It’s this dress. It isn’t authentic”

The one holding the drum sticks laughed. She smiled again and reached over as far as she could. They were staring again. 
“What?” she said to them “Never seen a girl measure a building?”

__________

Customers began to arrive and the band launched into German sing along songs., Just the thing for a pizzeria owned by Italian Americans, she thought. The thought made her happy somehow. She started talking to people and noticed how good she had become at deflecting giant questions. She noticed the buildings seemed the right size rather than tiny.. it was like they were meant to be small. Was she getting used to her size?

“Hey Tanya!”

She looked down towards the familiar voice.

“ Becca?” It looked like her, but..

“Anthro 102 last Spring. My god It didn’t hit me ’til now that it was you!”

Tanya knelt down towards her.

“Yeah .. sort of sucks.”

“I bet.. Did you survive the final?”

Tanya was startled by the pivot away from the elephant in the room.

“B plus”

“Same here. I thought I’d get a D after that test.. I mean..”

“I know the feeling.”

“you dropped out?”

“I wanna go back next term, but it’s beyond messed up.”

“I’m surprised they didn’t take you to some lab to study you.”

“They’re too fucked up to do anything”

Both of them laughed.

“Still on the volleyball team?”

‘Yeah.. libero ‘cause i’m short and fast.” 
“Everyone’s short.”

“You should be on the team.”

“I’m pretty sure they’d outlaw me. But if you can keep a secret…” she moved in closer and lowered her voice “we’re thinking of having me run some races to set records before they can ban me. For publicity. Money’s a real issue.”

“I hadn’t thought of that … how’d ya do it?”

“GoFundMe, but that’s a one time shot. I got really lucky with this old warehouse.. you should come over some time Food’s from the basics - nothing expensive. It’s probably healthier, but I’d kill for a Snickers.”

Becca looked towards the restaurant and then back up at the giant girl. “We should stay in touch.. the other girl’s from the team are waving at me and they;’ve got beer.”

Tanya waved as she stood up. “I’m working today and tomorrow, but come over some time.”

A lot of it was just standing up and watching, but when people looked like the wanted to talk, she’d bend down. Given how some guys were looking she was glad she was wearing cutoffs under the shirt.

The next three conversations flowed easily. Somehow people knew they shouldn’t be talking about her height without her mentioning it. This was making up for the blackness she felt when she got those txts from Chase. Austin was probably right. Maybe she should talk to some guys more. She had already talked to a guy who was a TA in one of her classes a year ago when this guy she didn’t recognize come up.

“Tanya?”

She bent down.. he looked familiar, but she couldn’t remember. :”I recognize your face, but I can’t place you..”

“Jason… Chemistry 112 I mostly sat behind you. I always wanted to go out with you, but you were too beautiful and I never worked up the nerve to ask.”

“I remember - we had that big talk about the wilderness preserve they were going to tear down. You were trying to fight it right?”

“That’s the one. What happened?”

“It’s still in court.”

She could sense he was nervous, but it wasn’t the kind of nervousness guys seemed to get from her size. It was more like what she was used to back when she was human sized.

“So it’s still a wilderness?”

“As much as there is on the Island.”

“It’s out East a bit, right?”

“Yeah — about ten miles.”

“Can people visit it?”

“There’s a dirt road and some trails… sure…”

“ wanna go on a date and show it to me?”

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Pretty sure I can walk there and you said you wanted to ask me out, so I’m just cutting out that step.. So wanna go on a date with me?”

“..sure! ummm… when?”

“Next Sunday? If it’s not raining that is. My umbrella’s not working. Speaking of working I’ve gotta get back. Grab me later and I’ll give you my number.”

She found herself smiling as he walked away and he wasn’t bad looking either.

As the day went on a half dozen other classmates from last year said hi. Some were wondering, but she didn’t go there. Maybe it’d work out when she went back to school. Assuming the logistics could be worked out and that was a big if.

__________

The more detailed 4000 pixel final render goes out to donors