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With everything going on I managed to forget how thirsty I was. First one leg and then the other then off the bed I and I was on the floor. Sort of like getting off a bunkbed as tall as you, but without the ladder. The meltwater from the ice was too far to reach from the edge of the saucer so I had climb onto it and crawl towards the pond with its one remaining ice cube. Downsized cups would be huge, but probably a serious improvement over this.

It wasn’t that I felt small, rather everything around me was way too big. Would it always be like this? Most downsized people lived in communities were everything is their size. Something or someone from the normal world would always seem gigantic because they never had to get used to it. But what about the ones who lived with their normal sized families? When I get to a DS community everything would still be huge. I tried to image myself teaching with students three times my height. Would I get used to their world or always be an outsider? Would a woman get interested in me or was that just too strange.

Walking over to the far end of whatever this was I could see most of Holly. Face down and mostly on the bed, she had managed to kick off one of her shoes before falling asleep. . Even this far away she was enormous. Even if I was over there she wouldn’t be an easy or safe climb.

Why was she so forward? I could back out, but wanted - needed - to be on good terms with both of them. How would we do it? Sitting on her hand would be too weird. Maybe I could be on a table or even the floor if she laid down. But what do you do besides talk? With other girls it was talking walks, biking, going out to dinner, games, and fooling around. None of these made a lot of sense. Could a giant be a woman? Of course biologically, but.. She was beautiful, maybe even interested and totally our of reach physically. She could be someone to talk to and maybe even a friend.

The hair dryer had been quiet for awhile. Maybe Jolene was about ready. Waiting, I tried to take in more of the room in my losing effort to grasp its scale. You could easily put a couple of football fields on the floor and have room left over. I remembered the DSBA - the down sized basketball association. Apparently players who couldn’t make the NBA would downsize to become pros in the league. The beer company that sponsored the games used normal sized cheerleaders with the court on a a big table the cheerleaders stood around. It seemed ridiculous. The league never did well and got a sketchy rap.

She said my successful shrinking was a big thing. What if we came out to her boss? Maybe they could shrink more people to this size. I can’t imagine anyone doing it, but for a long time I couldn’t imagine anyone downsizing. It’d make it easier for me. With my luck it would backfire just as easily. I’d be a lab animal and Jolene would be in legal trouble. Just how long could we keep this secret?

“Hey guys..” Jolene’s voice suddenly became much quieter and she looked in my direction and put her finger to her lips.

“she’s asleep.”

Nearly nude she carefully walked towards me and knelt down.

“There you are.. don’t mind naked women I hope”

I felt like telling her she was wearing panties, but was probably staring too much.

“doesn’t bother me at all.”

“Let’s go to the kitchen so we don’t wake her up.”

As she stood up I noticed how firm her breasts were. Their size and shape screamed and she’d mentioned it already, but whoever did it was an artist. Her natural scent has been replaced by something floral. She walked over to a dresser and pulled out a peach colored shirt, bra and leggings. She pulled on the leggings and then the bra before walking towards me.

“Maybe it’d be easier if you sit on my shirt.” she whispered. “way easier than in my hand and probably safer too.”

She set part of it down about ten feet in front of me.

“Need any help?”

I waved her off and climbed aboard.

“Ready?”

A raised arm with a thumb’s up and I tumbled over onto my side the shirt elevator rose towards her chest. She was probably doing everything she could to keep me stable but every step sent her shirt and me up a couple of feet and then down again. The fabric was thick and hard to grip. Asking her to be more careful probably wasn’t going to help.

What must have been a hall went by quickly and we entered a huge sun-filled room with a large table.

“I got lucky” she said at a normal voice level. “this place has a great kitchen.”

The ride down to the table was much smoother than her walking and the landing was softer than I had expected. I didn’t need help, but she pulled the fabric down to make it easier to get onto the table. I walked towards a plate of fruit before turning to watch her drop into a sitting crouch. Her hand appeared and took the shirt as she straightened up pulling the shirt over her head.

“I usually think in the shower. but this time my mind was all over the place..” she said as she tried to straighten out the shirt. She took a deep breath.

“I’m so sorry Hunter. If I had read the script first, but I..”

“That’s the past. It’s sort of an adventure now.” I was trying to make her feel better, but it was a lie to make it seem even a bit positive. Still she managed a little smile.

“You've gotta know I’ll do everything I can to make this work..”

I wondered if she’d agree to shrink to my size, but I wasn’t going to go there for now. We were just quiet for awhile - long enough that she shifted position. She broke the ice.

“I’m not grossing you out am I?”

I sort of lied. “How could I get grossed out by a beautiful girl like you…”

She smiled a bit more, but the fact was seeing her boobs was borderline frightening. They were beautiful from a distance, but maybe it was their unnatural firmness and those nipples were probably as big as my head when they were hard. And Holly, what if she got horny? I don’t want to think about that now so I tried to change the subject.

“must be hard for you crouching like that.. maybe there’s some place I could be that’d be better for both of us.. maybe a shelf where we could talk standing up?”

“lemme check” she said as she stood up. I took her about a second to go to a full stand and she’d probably gained over a hundred and fifty feet doing it. One hundred and fifty feet per second. I wasn’t good at mental math, but it had to be a faster than driving on the highway. At least it looked that way. Before I knew it she was across the room looking at some open shelves. She pushed what looked like a mason jar back on and and came back.

“found one!”

She came back dropping her hand as she walked.

“hop on”

I sat down in her palm and braced myself for the fast elevator ride to walking height. With DSers I’d be more the size of a baby, but a baby that could walk and run. For now having her carry me was a necessity, but at least I’d have more freedom in a DS community.

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Jolene pushed the side of her palm against the shelf wondering if this was the best way to help him get around. So damn tiny, but cute too. Figuring out how to help him just wasn’t getting anywhere. They needed to talk more and think as many steps through as they could. She could get in touch with that secretive DS community down around Golden, but maybe some out of the country’d be better. How long would it take? How long until someone missed him and started to ask questions? She knew she had to tell someone, but maybe that choice should be his.

Making matters worse she liked him. Maybe there was a little tension, but they were working together. And there was this challenge to take care of him. Probably his size and something in her DNA, but it triggered hormones she'd sometimes feel around a baby. Her miscarriage was late and her milk was had started to come in. She had problems with dripping for a few months, but thought she was over that. Leaky boobs would be all she need now… She had picked out one of the lined bras so it wouldn’t be a mess if her hunch was right. There were other feelings, some were even erotic. For now she just needed to bottle all of that up. Fortunately having Holly around would be a good check on things.

She suppressed the sneeze as he turned towards her.. it’d probably blow him over.

“Better now?”

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With everything going on I managed to forget how thirsty I was. First one leg and then the other then off the bed I and I was on the floor. Sort of like getting off a bunkbed as tall as you, but without the ladder. The meltwater from the ice was too far to reach from the edge of the saucer so I had climb onto it and crawl towards the pond with its one remaining ice cube. Downsized cups would be huge, but probably a serious improvement over this.

It wasn’t that I felt small, rather everything around me was way too big. Would it always be like this? Most downsized people lived in communities were everything is their size. Something or someone from the normal world would always seem gigantic because they never had to get used to it. But what about the ones who lived with their normal sized families? When I get to a DS community everything would still be huge. I tried to image myself teaching with students three times my height. Would I get used to their world or always be an outsider? Would a woman get interested in me or was that just too strange.

Walking over to the far end of whatever this was I could see most of Holly. Face down and mostly on the bed, she had managed to kick off one of her shoes before falling asleep. . Even this far away she was enormous. Even if I was over there she wouldn’t be an easy or safe climb.

Why was she so forward? I could back out, but wanted - needed - to be on good terms with both of them. How would we do it? Sitting on her hand would be too weird. Maybe I could be on a table or even the floor if she laid down. But what do you do besides talk? With other girls it was talking walks, biking, going out to dinner, games, and fooling around. None of these made a lot of sense. Could a giant be a woman? Of course biologically, but.. She was beautiful, maybe even interested and totally our of reach physically. She could be someone to talk to and maybe even a friend.

The hair dryer had been quiet for awhile. Maybe Jolene was about ready. Waiting, I tried to take in more of the room in my losing effort to grasp its scale. You could easily put a couple of football fields on the floor and have room left over. I remembered the DSBA - the down sized basketball association. Apparently players who couldn’t make the NBA would downsize to become pros in the league. The beer company that sponsored the games used normal sized cheerleaders with the court on a a big table the cheerleaders stood around. It seemed ridiculous. The league never did well and got a sketchy rap.

She said my successful shrinking was a big thing. What if we came out to her boss? Maybe they could shrink more people to this size. I can’t imagine anyone doing it, but for a long time I couldn’t imagine anyone downsizing. It’d make it easier for me. With my luck it would backfire just as easily. I’d be a lab animal and Jolene would be in legal trouble. Just how long could we keep this secret?

“Hey guys..” Jolene’s voice suddenly became much quieter and she looked in my direction and put her finger to her lips.

“she’s asleep.”

Nearly nude she carefully walked towards me and knelt down.

“There you are.. don’t mind naked women I hope”

I felt like telling her she was wearing panties, but was probably staring too much.

“doesn’t bother me at all.”

“Let’s go to the kitchen so we don’t wake her up.”

As she stood up I noticed how firm her breasts were. Their size and shape screamed and she’d mentioned it already, but whoever did it was an artist. Her natural scent has been replaced by something floral. She walked over to a dresser and pulled out a peach colored shirt, bra and leggings. She pulled on the leggings and then the bra before walking towards me.

“Maybe it’d be easier if you sit on my shirt.” she whispered. “way easier than in my hand and probably safer too.”

She set part of it down about ten feet in front of me.

“Need any help?”

I waved her off and climbed aboard.

“Ready?”

A raised arm with a thumb’s up and I tumbled over onto my side the shirt elevator rose towards her chest. She was probably doing everything she could to keep me stable but every step sent her shirt and me up a couple of feet and then down again. The fabric was thick and hard to grip. Asking her to be more careful probably wasn’t going to help.

What must have been a hall went by quickly and we entered a huge sun-filled room with a large table.

“I got lucky” she said at a normal voice level. “this place has a great kitchen.”

The ride down to the table was much smoother than her walking and the landing was softer than I had expected. I didn’t need help, but she pulled the fabric down to make it easier to get onto the table. I walked towards a plate of fruit before turning to watch her drop into a sitting crouch. Her hand appeared and took the shirt as she straightened up pulling the shirt over her head.

“I usually think in the shower. but this time my mind was all over the place..” she said as she tried to straighten out the shirt. She took a deep breath.

“I’m so sorry Hunter. If I had read the script first, but I..”

“That’s the past. It’s sort of an adventure now.” I was trying to make her feel better, but it was a lie to make it seem even a bit positive. Still she managed a little smile.

“You've gotta know I’ll do everything I can to make this work..”

I wondered if she’d agree to shrink to my size, but I wasn’t going to go there for now. We were just quiet for awhile - long enough that she shifted position. She broke the ice.

“I’m not grossing you out am I?”

I sort of lied. “How could I get grossed out by a beautiful girl like you…”

She smiled a bit more, but the fact was seeing her boobs was borderline frightening. They were beautiful from a distance, but maybe it was their unnatural firmness and those nipples were probably as big as my head when they were hard. And Holly, what if she got horny? I don’t want to think about that now so I tried to change the subject.

“must be hard for you crouching like that.. maybe there’s some place I could be that’d be better for both of us.. maybe a shelf where we could talk standing up?”

“lemme check” she said as she stood up. I took her about a second to go to a full stand and she’d probably gained over a hundred and fifty feet doing it. One hundred and fifty feet per second. I wasn’t good at mental math, but it had to be a faster than driving on the highway. At least it looked that way. Before I knew it she was across the room looking at some open shelves. She pushed what looked like a mason jar back on and and came back.

“found one!”

She came back dropping her hand as she walked.

“hop on”

I sat down in her palm and braced myself for the fast elevator ride to walking height. With DSers I’d be more the size of a baby, but a baby that could walk and run. For now having her carry me was a necessity, but at least I’d have more freedom in a DS community.

__________

Jolene pushed the side of her palm against the shelf wondering if this was the best way to help him get around. So damn tiny, but cute too. Figuring out how to help him just wasn’t getting anywhere. They needed to talk more and think as many steps through as they could. She could get in touch with that secretive DS community down around Golden, but maybe some out of the country’d be better. How long would it take? How long until someone missed him and started to ask questions? She knew she had to tell someone, but maybe that choice should be his.

Making matters worse she liked him. Maybe there was a little tension, but they were working together. And there was this challenge to take care of him. Probably his size and something in her DNA, but it triggered hormones she'd sometimes feel around a baby. Her miscarriage was late and her milk was had started to come in. She had problems with dripping for a few months, but thought she was over that. Leaky boobs would be all she need now… She had picked out one of the lined bras so it wouldn’t be a mess if her hunch was right. There were other feelings, some were even erotic. For now she just needed to bottle all of that up. Fortunately having Holly around would be a good check on things.

She suppressed the sneeze as he turned towards her.. it’d probably blow him over.

“Better now?”

___________

The more detailed 4000 pixel final render goes to donors