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Name: Shelly McgregorRelationship: DaughterAge: 16Height: 5'6"Weight:127School:Northen Lake High SchoolCharacter Description: Shelly has light golden brown hair with matchingbrown eyes. She has long silky legs. She is A solid B cup Name: Mark McgregorRelationship:FatherAge: 39Height: 6'2"Weight: 204Job: AdverstisingCharacter Description: Blonde hair, blue eyes, has that inbetween lookwhen your not buff but your above a average build.

Name: Jane McgregorRelationship: MotherAge: 41height: 6'0"Weight: ???Job: Housewife/part time college studentCharacter Description: Brown hair, green eyes, has gotten a tadoverweight but not noticebly fat. Has recently gone back to school.

Name: Molly McgregorRelationship: DaughterAge:13Height:5'1"Weight:102School: Northern Lake Junior HighCharacter Description: Blonde hair, green eyes, a little shy but tryingto be outgoing like her sister.ivanC10363034946198{position:absolute;visibility:hidden;}"Well I guess its best to just tell you how I got into my currentsituation. My eldest daughter Shelly for the past couple weeks hasstarted a nasty habit of coming home after curfew and talking back toher mother. Shelly and her mother always had a good relationship unlikeher and I. We didnt have a bad relationship we just never quite clickedlike Molly and I. Which worried me becuase Jane was leaving tonight forthe next two weeks to intern at a computer graphics company for collegecredit. Normally that wouldnt be a problem but I had to leave the nextday to meet with a client in New York and with the attitude and blatantdisrespect for the rules lately Jane and I were quite worried aboutputting shelly in charge for two weeks but we had no other choice." I came home and tried to think what day was it. Oh yes it was wednesday nightI think. When I had gotten home. I was late and I was upset becuase I had towork late so I missed seeing Jane off. It was around 11pm central standard timeand looking back now Irealize I shouldnt have over reacted like I did but I was upset. Shellyscurfew on school nights is 11pm. I expected her to be home when Igot there. I am not a total bitch. I mean 5 or 6 minutes late isnt tobig of deal I know shit happens, but she came home 2 hours late. WhenShelly came home I erupted on her. I was just yelling and Itook her over my knee and spanked my 16 year old daughter. Then I senther to bed crying.

"I can honestly say that didnt help out myrelationship with her."After I sent her to bed I checked on my younger daughter Molly. She hasalways been a sound sleeper. Before I tell you this little story theressomething you should know. We live on the edge of the city and the tornado sirenis just about 5 feet off of our property.

When that thing goes off our windows rattle and more then one plate hasbroke becasue of it. But a few years ago there was a pretty bad tornadoand obviously the siren went off. Now you would think that would beenough to wake up someone, but that alone didnt wake her up. Then youwould have thought the tornado going on outside with trees snapping and carsflipping over would have done it. But it took all that, a pail of water andshellyshaking her to wake her up. So when I checked on her after my fight withShelly I didnt expect her to be woken up. I only mention this becuaselater on it comes into play but Im getting ahead of myself.

After checking on my daughter I went down stairs to make myself a sandwhich.

We didnt really have anything good so I just combined a bunch of thingsPeanut butter, jelly, balony, cheese, mayo, lettuce, creamy italian saladdressing, and french salad dressing. Your probably thinking gross howcould he eat that. Well when your hungry anythings good and I wantedsomething filling and that it was. After eating I went to bed.

The next morning I got up saw the girls off to school and then I gotten readymyself. If I would have been paying attention I would have noticedsomething was amiss but i was thinking about new york, the big apple. Its myfirst time there and getting a break from my family will be nice. Now I love myfamily but everyone likes some alone time. So like I said I saw mydaughters off and then I called a taxi so I wouldnt have to pay forleaving my car parked for a couple weeks.

I arrived at the airport a hour early checked my bags and was drinking mycoffee when I noticed I forgot my portfolio. As I look back I start to wonderhow I couldntrealize what was happening to me but I was blinded by excitement. But anyway Ijust ran up from the coffee shop thats inside the airport and got in the firstcabI saw. I gave him 30 bucks told him to wait for me it would just be amoment. I ran inside and grabbed my portfolio . Sorry once again I amgetting ahead of myself. Its just I am afraid of what might happen to menow and I want there to be some record of what happened to me. So Jane, ifshe ever gets this letter of events she knows she didnt do anythingwrong. But back to the story. As the cab was driving back to my house Ikept seeing white spots and my vision would be blinded by this white light.

I figured it was just the effect of not enough sleep and being over worked soi just shrugged it off. We were back at my house anyway so I dashed outof the cab to get my portfolio.I ran up the stairs two and three at a time. Itseemed more taxing then it should but I thought im just excited, my heartsracing. So i grabbed my portfolio then I got really dizzy.

It just hurt to stand up. I just felt like I didnt want to stand up anymore.

Icollapsed on floor. I thought I was going to die in my room. I had tearscoming down my face. I pictured my daughters coming home and walking bymy room and theres daddy laying there cold as ice. I fought for I dont knowhow many hours to maintain consciousness. But After 2 hours I didnt have thepower to keep my eyes open and they shut.

The whole time I was just asking god to help me.I was nevera religous man but I was begging and pleading with him to help me inanyway way he could. When I woke up next my prayers were answered buteverything was alot different.

I will spare you the boring details of me regaining my bearings but itwas well into the night till I was ready to move on. I wasn't sure whereto go or what to do. I knew I needed to get my daughters attention buthow?By this time I was peeking my head outside my room. It was fairlylate becuase everything was dark. I thought that molly would be mysmartest choice but the problem is her room is in basement and Shelly isjust straight across from my bedroom where I am now. So I did the obviouschoice, I went with Shelly her room was closer. If I knew then what I know now Iwould have just spent the extra time it would have took and went to Mollys room.

Things would have been alot better for,I had never been shrunk before and didnt think it would be that hard toget people to see me. My second problem was when I was at my normal sizeI had only seen shellys room twice maybe three times and now at god onlyknows what size I am. I am not sure how am I suppose to make this work. I justhopedthat Shellys room was clean.

My trip to her room was rather uneventful. It was scary just walking acrossthe hallway at my size. I couldnt begin to fathom walking all way to Mollys roomor even down the stairs. As I made it to the edge of shellys room I was preparedfor the worst but the worst wasn't bad enough. Her room looked like the big onehit california and just leveled the whole state to a pile rubble.

I started heading towards what I thought was her bed. Your probably thinkinghow can he not know where her bed is. Well let me put it this way. How many ofyou know how to get to Christian georgia. None of you because you have never hadto know where it is. Memorizing where my daughters bed was never that high of apriority on my list.

I didn't realize that it was already time for my daughter to get up. It wasthe mostamazing thing I had ever seen. That much mass just moving so agile, so easilylike it was nothing at all. I just watched as she walked right towards me. I wastelling myself how great this is. I wont have to work at all. She is comingstraight for me, but I did not think about my size. Her foot landed right infront of me. The shockwave toppled me endover end. Before I had even finished tumbling Shelly was gone.

I wasn't really sure what my next step should be. I just figured that I wouldcome in here, wave my hands she would see me and then get me to the hospital. Inever once thought about my own daughter not even seeing me.

It wasn't to long before my thoughts were interrupted. I could hear a slightrumble. The floor was quivering. I froze stiff. After my last encounter Irealized how weak and small I really am. Shelly's foot could have came down onme and she wouldn't have given me a second thought. Do you feel remorse when youcrush a ant or a spider? You don't give it a second thought. Its not murder or acrime. But I knew I had to hide. I had to wait till shelly was asleep or findanother way to contact her. I did know one thing for sure that rumble wasgetting closer and closer and louder and louder. It was getting harderto stand without being jostled around. I was just about to start running forcover when I saw that it was just Molly walking down the hallway. But I now knewwhat my next course of action would be. Find a place to hide in.

In this incredible mess it shouldn't be hard at all. To my left was one ofher shoes. I took a few steps back and so I could see the whole shoe and it washer track shoes. Great today is Thursday I can hide in there. Shelly only haspractice on Monday, Wednesday, andFriday.

It was a lot longer walk then I had anticipated but I made it. I startedclimbing up the shoe laces. I was glad I stayed in reasonable shape, becausethat was a hellish climb. What once seemed like just a tiny shoe now tired meout. I looked and thought I could easily just lower myself down. But nothingseasy at this size. Before I even got bent down so I could lower myself into hershoe, I lost my grip and fell.

I pulled myself up to my feet and dusted myself off and celebrated myaccomplishment. My one man party soon ended when I got waft of that pungentodor. I don't know if its because of my size or if it just really smelled thatbad, but the stench brought me to my knees. I was starting to think that maybethis wasn't such a great spot to await nightfall in.

Then I felt the foot steps of one of my daughters. I dropped to the floor ofshoe not wanting to be forced to floor by the unrelenting power of there footsteps. It keptgetting louder and louder then it stopped. I looked up to see mydaughter shelly stuffing some books in her bag. I saw and felt herdisappear from my vision. I thought she left for school but boy was Iwrong.

"My track clothes were already in my bag. Now where those damnshoes?""Oh shit" was all I could think.

I made a slight error in my calculation of days. Thistime I never saw my daughter I just felt the shoe I was in being liftedinto the air. My ears popped 3 times before the shoe I was in leveledoff. I was then felt myself drop. For any of you who have been skydivingknow what I felt. I was falling at such a high rate of speed. I lookedup but my daughters face, her posters, it was all a blur then it stoppedjust as fast It all started. I notonly saw but I smelled where I was.

I was in her nasty, grimy, dirty, disease infested Track bag. Shelly had runtrack sense the 4th grade and that was the year we bought this bag for her. Shecalled it her lucky bag. We tried mercifully to buy her a new one but shewouldn't have it. The only way to describe this smell would be to think of theworst possible smell you can fathom. Then take that smell and triple the odor bya factor or 12 and you have the inside of her bag. I stood up right away,becuase I wasn't having any part of this.

"Young Lady I told you to wash these clothes Monday. Your mother and I are notyour servants. When we tell you something to do you are expected to do it. Whatwe say is not open for debate. As long as you live under my roof you live by myrules. Is that clear?"I forgot how small I really was. It was almost like she was just laughingat me. I knew She couldn't hear me but just after I finished yelling at her. Thegymbag was tightly zipped up.

As she picked up the bag I halfway hoped that the shoe I was still in wouldtip over. But I really didn't want to get that close to her track clotheseither. I don't know if it was the swaying orwhat it was but suddenly becamevery tired. I Just drifted off to a peaceful slumberWhen I awoke I was in total darkness. There was no way to tell if it wasnight or day, Afternoon or morning. From the horrible smell I could tell I wasstill in her track bag. Where ever her bag and I sat it wasnt with Shelly.

Breaking the silence was this electronic pinging. Then I could hear footstepsall around. I started running for cover. They were so loud and echoedeverywhere. I wanted to just to curl up in a safe corner. I ran and ran till Ireached a wall and sat down. I curled up into a ball and after a few moments Istarted to remember that I was in Shelly's bag those giant feet cant do me anyharm. But why am I so scared? I was racking my brain with this. Teenagers whojust yesterday I wouldn't have given the time of day are now giants. I nevereven considered teenagers people and now they are everywhere. I am scaredshitless by the sight of them.

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. I tried sleeping, I triedeverything but it wasboring as hell. So I will just forward to the end of the school day.

I think I finally got some sleep when I heard voices. I was hearing voicesall day but this was Shelly's voice. Her voice was like a gift from the heavens.

You have no idea how lonesome you get sitting a pitch black room all day. Ametallic creek blared through my new world. At my old height it would have beennothing but at this miniature size It was comparable to you putting your head upto the engines of 747 and letting the pilot power up the engines to full. Thenmy stable world became a turbulent chaotic hell. I was thrown about and I thinkI was actually outside her shoe for a few moments before I got thrown backinside them. Then my ears started popping and I was falling so fast I wanted tobe sick and then it all stopped.

I ran to heel section of the shoe and looked up. Light came in fromeverywhere. It was so bright it hurt my eyes. After spending all those hours inthe dark I had started become a creature of the night. And now I cant even seeits so bright. Once my eyes started to focus I decided to figure just where I am"Hey shell you ready for the meet today?""Oh shit that's just what I need. I had to somehow get shrunk today."Before I could finish bitching my daughter started to speak. She wasn't evenyelling and my ears wanted to just fall off.

"Yeah I am so ready for this meet today Dana. I have my lucky track socks andeverything. I have worn these babies for every competitions all 36 so far.""All 36 damn I didn't think I missed that many. I bettermake it up to her when I get back, if I get back to my normal size.""My dad was hounding me to washthem but if you wash them you wash the luck away"Well change of plans leave the shoe. Was all that ran through my mind at themoment."I ran to the nearest wall and tried climbing it but I soon realized there wasno way to climb it. I trapped myself in this shoe. What makes it worse is I camein her on purpose. Before I could even think of another way out the shoe wasalready picked up. I started running for my life as I saw her foot descend uponme.

The only way I can describe this is if any of you have visited a controltower and you watch the planes approach and there is that time when its headingfor you. and you hope the pilot turns away. Well thats what this was. It allhappened so quickly. Before I even knew what happened I was under the foot of mydaughter.

I could immeditately tell she was not lying when she said she wore these forall her meets. I felt like I was breathing in poison. Each step she took my backwas pressed into sole of the shoe and my face shoved into her sock. Luckily onthe way up of each step the force of gravity would push me down into the sole ofher shoe as her foot went up which created a small amount of space so I couldget air. But the downside was her big smelly foot got pressed down into me onthe downstep.

I was starting to forget about time and ever getting back to normal. I wasjust concentrating on breathing, surviving this painful encounter. My body feltdead andlimp. The sweat from her sock would pour into my mouth on my body. I was coveredin sweat. I wanted to gag but I couldn't gag and breath at the same time.

As the track meet went on I started to become one with the sock. Atfirst I could unglue myself with a little bit of struggle but now I just didn'thave the energy or the power. I was helpless at the feet of this teenagegoddess.

The meet dragged on and on but finally it was over. I could tell we were backin the locker room. As Shelly removed her shoes I realized I was no longer aprisoner ofher shoe but of her sock. I could feel the fresh clean air at my back but myface was pressed into this 3 month old, dirty, smelly, sock. I never noticedShelly take off the sock but I could hear her walking away.

Finally, I broke free from the sock. I ran from the sock as fast as I could.

All I could think about was getting away from it. I was looking back making sureI was getting farther and farther away from that horrible sock. At that time Ididn't think about getting home, or how I would get there. I just wanted toescape that sock. My thoughts were not on my family but survival. If I wouldhave been watching where I was running I would have seen the handbag in front ofme. But I wasn't and I tumbled into the hand bag.

I was unsure of where I was at first but after a giant tube of lipstickstarted rolling right towards me I then knew exactly where I was. I dived overthe lipstick tube and watched it roll out onto the floor. I decided to followthe lipstick right on out of here but I couldn't move as fast as that lipstickwas moving. Unfortunately for me the girl changing adjacent to the handbag sawthe lipstick roll out. She tossed the lipstick into the bag and tomy horror lifted the purse so it was standing up and no longer on its side.

I started pounding on the walls of this purse as cursing at myself. My errornow dawned on me. In my haste to escape the sock I left my daughter.

This handbag had a bunch of tiny holes in it. To me they were just windows,which were to small for me to get it out. I saw my daughter Shelly walk over andpick up her stuff. I yelled, screamed and pounded for all I was worth but it wasno use. This was like torture. I could see my daughter and watch her walk aroundand talking to people. However I could not get to her. I was forced to watchfrom this cage. A gigantic white blue thing came into view and was obstructingmy view it was a pair of sneakers as best as I could tell at the time. I lookedup and out of the top of the bag to see a blonde haired girl, probably about5'2" blue eyes athletic body. Not really muscular just well formed. I couldn'tlook away. Without any attention to me she zipped up her bag and picked it up.

As she lifted the bag up I could see directly under her Khaki colored skirt. Iknow yourthinking I am a pervert. But when something takes up half your field of visionits hard to look away. This was incredible. I was moving so fast. This was thefirst time I could see the world from my ne size and we were heading right formy daughter. How lucky can I be. I am with one of her friends.

"Hey Shelly nice jobfinishing second. If you would have won we could have sweptthe meet. If you had bigger breasts I would have said they slowed you down butyours are so small there is no excuse. Your just a small breasted tramp."My daughter yelled something back but all I heard was Jamie Mutrey and therest was ajumble. I was in a state of shock. I knew who I was with now. The girl mydaughter hates most. She is a cocky freshman girl who is rather popular. I wasnow pounding and trying to scale this handbag. But without warning Jamie and hergroup walked out of the locker room.

Once I left the Girls locker room I am not really sure where we went or howlong we were out. Everything was thrown about inside her purse. I was tossedfrom corner to corner and I would plow into gigantic objects. I fell unconsciousmore then once that evening.

When I finally awoke I could see my gigantic capturess sitting on her bedreading a magazine. I had a much easier time climbing the handbag this time. Itwas stable, and the holes made great footholds. Before to long I was up at thetop of the purse. All I could do now was wait till she needed something from it.

Not to long went by when I saw her, Jamie I mean dash out of the room andthem quickly come back in. She unzipped the purse and tossed in some cigarettes.

I was appalled that this young girl was smoking but I took the liberty ofclimbing out of the purse. As she walked away I noticed one tiny flaw in myplan. How was going to get down. This handbag was hanging on the back of herdoor. It had to be a good 30 or 40 foot drop.

An hour or so went by and I was still hanging on to the outside of thispurse. My arms were getting really sore. It was getting harder and harder tohang on. I was contemplating just letting go when there was a knock at the door.

I was scared and surprised. So much so I forgot to continue holding on. I fellwhat seemed like forever. Everything was in slow motion. I hit plush, thick babyblue carpeting. Then fell unconscious.

When I awoke my head was pounding and my body tingled all over. I, I had feltthis feeling before. I pulled myself up to my feet and now saw the once giganticworld. Now even bigger then it was before infact it was much bigger. I wasn'teven in the bedroom anymore. To this day I am not quite sure how I ended up inthe kitchen. My only guess was that as people walked around I was tugged throughair currents. I made boldest choice yet since this whole mishap started. I hadto get help. I decided to contact with the next person to come in. I was hopingfor a older sister, or one of the parents but I saw Jamie.

I started screaming, yelling, jumping up, down, running around but nothingworked. She was walking straight towards me. I decided that I was going to jumponto her. I started running but she dropped two pieces of bread. I could hearthe thunk they made when they hit the counter. The air under me was shot up andI was thrown onto the bread. I got up and it was the strangest feeling. It waslike walking on a wet sponge but without the weight to compress it. It wassquishy yet firm. I forgot about my situation and started bouncing on the bread.

I was doing somersaults, flips, a few various other stunts. When I it all cameback to me. What was I doing. My folishness gave her time to prepare. I saw aknife heading straight for me. It was covered in this white substance. I triedto stop in mid air, or do something so I could start falling but at my new sizeI could jump so much higher and the knife was creating a ripple through air andI was being pulled into it. I closed my eyes as I heard a squish all around me.

I licked off the white stuff I was covered in. I was guessing butter but aftermy taste test I found it was mayonaise. I hate mayo, it is the most disgustingcondiment I know of. To make matters worse I was forced to watch that piece ofbread get closer and closer and then It was spread out over the bread. I usedthis to my advantage because now the mayo was only a mere film over me so Icould easily destick myself from this appalling stuff. I started running acrossthe mayo covered bread with all the speed I could muster.

"mmmmmm I love mayo, cant have a sandwhich without it."Her voice, it was so sweet, but it forced me to my knees. I was covering myears for fear of my ear drum shattering I started to get up. I had to get offthis sandwhich before she said another word. I looked back just long enough tosee the giant knife spreading a fresh batch of mayo across the sandwhich. Itried running but it was no use I was just to slow and I was now covered . I wasclose, I could see the edge of sandwhich. My hands were touching the crust but Ijust couldn't move. The weight of the mayo was pressing down on me. Then to makematters worse more weight was added. Ham, turkey, cheese and bacon . I was nowpinned down. How my life had become so meaningless. Was I destined to die at thehands of some freshman girl. Eaten and my body broken down in her stomach. Mymolecules used and turned into energy for her to burn, turned into her hair,skin cells, finger nails. How useless am I now.

She walked me and the sandwhich over to her room. I could see that she had asalad too. It was like she started with that first on purpose just to tortureme. Delay my death. Give me time to think about what it would be like to haveher teeth slice through my body. Will I feel pain or will it happen so suddenlyI wont have time to feel the pain. I could hear a slushing noise. The kind ofnoise you hear when you shake up a bottle pop or water. My hands started gettingall wet with something. I thought maybe she spilled some water but it was tothick to be water. It was nice to have something to keep my mind occupied by inmy last moments. Now it was my turn. I wasn't sure where she started but it sentshockwaves down my spine. I don't know if it was my imagination but it wasalmost as if I could hear her crunching down on each bit of food. All I could dowas await my turn. I prayed that atleast this tingling feeling that has plaguedme since the accident would stop so I could be at peace in my moment beforedeath. Her last bite landed right in front of me. I could now see out of thesandwhich, which made it worse. Because her next bite was going right for me. Isaw her mouth getting closer and closer then it happened. I was ready to die butshe bit down beside me. As she bit down her access mayo squirted out the side.

Me and her mayo fell. Luckily for me the Mayo softened my fall. It was halfwaypleasant. But I was still stuck in this glob of mayo.

"SHIT, I spilled on my new carpet"I was starting to get use to the loud and overpowering tone of these giantgod like voices. Since I couldn't move I was forced to watch her finger movecloser to me and then I was shoved into her carpet. I felt my whole body justache at once. Compress down into the floor then I felt nothing. I felt lighter.

She didn't get me. I am still on her carpet. Finally one lucky break but thistingling nooooooooooo, not now, not again, not smaller I tried to fight it. Forhours I tried to stay conscious hoping I could hold off getting smaller. Ididn't want to become absolutely nothing. I saw her walk in and out of her roomas hours passed and I was laying there unable to move. She went to sleep andfinally so did I. I couldn't fight any longer. My body hurt, my eyes were soheavy. My muscles just wanted to fall apart.

"Goodbye my family, I love you"With that said, I let my close eyes. In that moment I became at peace withwhat I was. I lived a good life, and now I die. Tonight, I die a man, regardlessof my size. I still die a man. I Smiled and then no more thoughts entered mymind.

My eyes opened, I looked around and in the distance I saw a digital clockread 4:02. It must be morning because it's dark out. Is this what heaven is? Isthis what happens after you die? You are trapped, sealed in the place where youlast died? How pitiful to think I have to spend the rest of my life in thisroom. In this house I don't know of. With this family I don't know of. Out ofall the ways to die, why like this? Did god not love me as much as the rest ofhumanity? I stood up and realized everything was a little smaller. I was stillsmall but I wasn't dead. I was bigger? That tingling, why has it stopped? I'm nodoctor but things just don't go away magically. First what could have made mesmaller. I must have come in contact with something when I came home. Shelly?did she do something to me? No, no, no my family wouldn't do this to me. And ifshe did do it she would at least be looking for me. The only other thing is thatsandwhich. There must be something to do with that sandwhich. But I can't bethinking about this now. I need to get to my home. I started walking across theplush baby blue carpeting. I was towards the center of the room when I heardLast Resort by Papa Roach start to play. I had to find a place to hide. At mynew size I was more visible then before. I could feel the ground shake fromJamie just getting out of bed. I fell backwards and did the only thing I coulddo. I ran, she was walking towards the bathroom. There were some clothes not farfrom me. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. I leaped into the pile. AsIjumped in I started to fall. Rolled down hill and then the ground leveled off.

I could hear her stomping around out there but that was not really concern atthe moment. What kind of shirt is this that has a big dip in it. "Where is thisthat sports bra. I could have swore it was on this chair.

"Oh SHIIT"I started to try to run up the slope but each step she took I rolled backdown. My view then went from ceiling to flesh. I started yelling hoping maybeshe could hear me but I started to late. My words were muffled by all her skin.

I always had admired breasts until today. After 5 minutes of being bounced upand down it made me realize how badly women have it. These things are evil. Itried kicking and squirming hoping maybe she had sensitive breasts but eithershe didn't feel it or didn't care. I started bouncing allot more rapidly. Itdawned on me what is happening. She is on the track team. She is jogging. Thisis crazy what kind of woman goes running at this time of day. Before long me andthis breast who I named Big Ron weren't having any fun at all. It was betterthen the shoe because I could breathe easily and I was nice and warm. But I justdidn't like being this close to Big Ron. I was hungry and thirsty too.

I know, I know your thinking why does he whine so much. Well its not easybeing like this. You try it. Then it got worse. My already smelly, sticky, anddirty body was being once again covered in sweat. The salty sweat burned my eyesand I couldn't help but swallow some. After what seemed like about 3 decades thebouncing slowed then stopped. Finally one advantage came from being this closeand intimate with Big Ron. I could comfortably listen to her voice andconversastion.

"Hello, Mitsuki what are you up too?""What? ME? I just got back from a nice jog."" I'm skipping school today, because I have to work.""I was wondering when should I come over for that slumber party?""Okay I will go straight from work then. Oh shit its already 6:30am. I haveto be at work at 7. Bye Girl."Once again I was in motion hugging my new best friend Big Ron. I was glad shewas changing. As much as I enjoyed the company of Big Ron it wasn't to fun forme. But, lucky me she didn't change her bra. Because if she did that. It wouldrequire fate having some compassion for me.

Before to long I was at work with her which after awhile of careful listeningI found it was a Receptionist at a sorority. I never had been in one and I stillhaven't seen one but I couldn't figure out the need for a receptionist, but shewas there for the next 12 hours. Me and big Ron were mighty sweaty and by theend of the day. I had forgotten about her slumber party and was surprised when Iheard laughter of other teenage girls.

Now this is when hell breaks lose. Right at the point where I hear can Iborrow one of your bras. I was beyond words I was so happy. I said my good byesto my friend big Ron just in time because me and the sports bra were removed. Iquickly scurried out from under this bra. I was on a big bed. The sight wasamazing. This was the first time I really had a chance to take in my size incomparison to everyone else. I was always fearing for my life, trying not to getstepped on. There were about 6 girls and I saw the most important one to me.

Shelly's friend Dana. I knew they had plans for tommorrow night. I was startingformulate a plan when I was very rudely interrupted.

"EEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW A bug. GROSS, squish it, squish it, get it away from me.

Kill it Mitsuki its on your bed."Until that moment it never dawned on me that is was me that was the bug. Iwas expecting to die. There was no way I could escape all of them. It was justto open.

"Hey give me that over there Dana. We can use this little guy for our Scienceproject tomorrow."In a flash I was scooped up into a jar. At first I thought this was my break.

They wouldlook in jar and see me but I was wrong. Mitsuki just placed me on top of herdesk and walked away.

If I had to describe Mitsuki I would say she stands at about 5'3" brown eyes,black hair, Japanese. She was gorgeous. She made me want to be a teenager.

I listened for hours to boring teenage gossip and watched them do nails,hair. It was horrible, but that damn Nsync was the worse. I was right next toone of the speakers. Not much happens though. A few interesting scenes when theychange but this is my life story not a porno so I will skip ahead to late thatnight. I had just about fallen asleep when my jar started to move. It wasMitsuki. She lifted the jar up to her face. From my previous attempts I hadgiven up hope of anyone seeing me for what I am but to my astonishment her mouthdropped.

"What, what are you?"I was paralyzed with fear I didn't know what to say. All I could come up withwas"Take me out of this jar"I tried to use my best demanding adult voice but apparently it wasn't veryadult because she was laughing at my squeaks. This of course woke up the others.

I was pleading with her not to show me but it didn't look like she was payingattention. She started walking right for them. I knew if they all saw me I wasdone for. Each step she took towards them was like the death march. They saywhen you crash at the Indy 500 it is the longest walk in all of motor sports.

This here was the longest walk of my life. There sleeping bags formed a circleand Mitsuki placed me in the middle. All the girls stared at me puzzled. But,they quickly drifted off to sleep along with Mitsuki figuring I wasn't goinganywhere so I could wait for morning. One of the girls whispered"Tomorrow whatever or whoever you are. Your going to be played with andsquished by my big, smelly, grimy, un washed feet. Now sleep tight."Early that morning Dana got up.

"What is this jar doing here."Her voice a whisper to everyone else scared me shitless ant it was still soloud. She picked up the jar and just stared at me for a good 15 minutes.

"Hi little guy! You are real aren't you? You look real and I can see yourchest moving up and down."At first I was just going to play dumb but I can't really hide the fact Ineed air. So in my loudest voice I started yelling.

"Dana get me out of here. I don't want to be some play thing of a foreignexchange student!"Dana stood up, she had a hint of amazement that I knew Mitsuki was a exchangestudent and that I knew her name. She didn't say much she just walked over toher to her backpack and dropped me in. I felt like I was falling forever andthen I landed so softly. But a very familar smell was all around me. I startedwalking around in the darkness and as my vision returend I realized what thatsmell was of Sweat, and feet. I was in here with Dana's track clothes and heroutfit from last night. I decided to explore a little bit. At my size everythingwas so much more of a adventure. If I wasn't fearing for my life and in acontrolled setting this wouldn't be so bad. After searching through tunnels andcaves made by her clothes I uncovered a giant TV screen. I turned it on and tomy surprise it wasn't a tv at all. It was a gameboy advance. I am sure none ofyou care to much about this so I will zoom ahead becuase for the rest of day Isat in Dana's bag and played this final fantasy game. In case you were wonderingit wasn't as hard as you might think. Its turn based, so I could casually walkfrom the directional pad to the attack buttons.

After being thrown about in a bag of dirty clothes and saving my game. I sawDana's gigantic face peer into her bag at me. A grin came across her face as sherecignized me.

"Well hello there. Guess what, your going to school with me tommorow. Sosleep tight."With that I saw her finger descend upon my head. With the flick of her fingerI was knocked out. When I finally awoke I was on Dana's bed. Her room was alittle cleaner then Shelly's but not by much. I started to run but before I evenmade it to edge I was scooped up.

"Where is my little guest going. No need to worry I have made greataccommodations for you today. Sleep tight""NO, NO please not again"I was for the second time unconscious but not for nearly as long. I awokesurrounded by a peachy smell. I turned my head as far as I could. My body wascovered in hair. I had been braided into Dana's hair. I screamed as loud as Icould but not one person heard me.

I began thinking about how my life regressed. From a successful man to apowerless man trapped in the hair of my daughters best friend. But then I saw myglimmer of hope. Shelly, she was right next to Dana. Dana's hair was swingingside to side as she talked to Shelly and her other friends. After a few failedattempts I had a strand of Shelly's hair. I held onto it with all my strength.

As Shelly started to head for next class I was pulled out of Dana's hair. I feltlike Tarzan holding onto a mighty vine, I was swinging around wildy. Thats whenmy luck changed. My grip let loose and I fell on her shoulder. I couldpractically reach out and touch her ear. My journey was almost over. I was goingto be saved by my daughter. As Shelly sat through what I think was history classI was pulling my body into her ear. My beaten bruised body finally reachedsafety of her ear. I decided to wait till she got to her car where it would bequiet.

The rest of day was uneventful just boring classes and boring teenage talk.

After a long wait my moment of truth came. Shelly closed the door to her car andI yelled"SHELLY, SHELLY"She was pretty shocked at first but she just started the car. I tried yellingagain but I couldn't be heard over the engine and the radio. We were off,everything was whizzing by so fast. It made me sick. I lost my lunch more thenonce. The door opened and then it closed.

As Shelly turned her head I got to see my younger daughter for the first timein awhile. I however in my excitement forgot to hold onto something and wentflying. I thought for sure I was going to die but I landed on Molly's plaidskirt. I looked up at her and I noticed how small I still was.

I felt so much bigger that morning when I woke up in Jamie's room but I stillcant even see my little girls face from her lap. But I had learned a few thingssince I became shrunk and one of them was do two things at once. While I wasthinking about my size problem I had located a loose thread on Molly's skirt. Itied it around my waist just in the nick of time because we were home. Finally Iwas back home. I had never been so happy. I didn't think I would ever see itagain. I didn't have a chance to enjoy the view for too long because I amwhisked down into the basement where Molly's room is. Molly dropped her stuff onthe floor of her room and collapsed on her bed. It took me about 5 minutes tountie myself and by that time she was already asleep. This was my best chance toget help.

I started walking towards the massive chest of my daughter. Each step broughtthe two peaks into view larger, and larger soon they filled my whole plane ofvision. My plan is to get to the collar of her shirt. Get under her shirt. Climbher breasts and kick at the nipples. She sees me. We rejoice, I get to thehospital and everything is fine. However the plan didn't quite go as planned.

Well I will just tell you truth the whole thing blew up in my face and it is whyI am where I am now. Tomorrow will be the last page I write Jane. I have triedto hold on as long as I can. If you ever get this you will know where to findwhatever is left of my remains. I promise to stay alive atleast until tomorrow.

Becuase then I can die with a peace of mind. But now, now I must sleep. Ibamsorry Jane, I'm sorry about everything. I love you.

I stood at the feet of this towering teenage titan. Seeing everyone else sobig and move so easily and fluidly I thought I was prepared but nothing couldprepare me for what I saw. It's kind of like the statue of liberty. Every timeyou see it. It is still amazing no more or less with each visit. I wanted tojust stop right now and worship this god. If I didn't know what they really wereI probably would do that but I know they aren't gods. They are not anythingspecial just people like me. I am one of them. I started walking towardsmy daughter. She was tucked under her covers so the walk was not as difficult asI thought but it's just a long walk. I just couldn't shake loose that feeling atthe pit of my stomach. It was fear, I can't believe after all this I still fearthem. But I guess its human nature. Every wrinkle, indentation slowed me down.

The closer I got the less I could see. I never paid much attention to mydaughters breasts and especially not my youngest daughter Molly's. It's hard nottoo now. They look soimpressive. Two mountains extending up into the sky. The more I continued themore I learned about my size. I could look around and I knew what was on eachwall. I knew there were suppose to be posters along the walls but I couldn'teven see far enough to where the other walls are.

The smaller you get what you perceive as distance changes too. At your normalheight a mile doesn't seem like much. To me a mile is quite a distance. Let sayyou are in nNew York and are going to the suburbs on foot to you. It's a longwalk and no sane person would ever attempt it. That's what a mile is to me. Toyou I have just been around the city to me, at this new height its like visitingdifferent countries in the world.

I am now on the neck of my daughter. Her chin that slopes down to her neck islike a indomitable flat wall. I can't begin to explain what it is like to walkon a person and for them not even realize that you are there.

Enough thought and worry it was time put my plan into action. One thing Ididn't plan on was how heavy a simple T-shirt now is. I tried, struggled,attempted again and again to lift that shirt but it was just to heavy. I wasn'tgoing to give up but now I wish would have. As I was trying Molly was waking upfrom her nap she sat right up in bed and thefloor was now a wall and I was left clinging to her collar. Molly startedwalking out of her room. I was screaming, squirming, struggling and my effortspaid off so I thought. A giant hand plucked me from the wall.

I tumbled across this squishy firm surface. It was covered with trenches yetI could step over them easily. I started to look around at where I was and offin the distance I saw two eyes peering at me. To you it would be just about 20inches to me that's rather far. I'm not sure how big I am but I think I am undera inch but your guess is as good as mine. It was molly, I was saved. Finallythis hellish journey was over. But I was wrong, this is allot like that moviearmageddon. Everything possible that could go wrong goeswrong. Okay well maybe not that bad but when your going through it. It sureseems like it. I thought she recignized me. Then she started talking. Her voicewas so loud. I had to pay attention to what she was saying. If I wouldn't try tomake out what she was saying it sounded just like noise.

"What kind of stupid bug is this? Shelly has to do better then that to scareme"Before I even had time to think about all of this I was in motion yet Iwasn't moving at all. Molly was, I ran to edge of her hand. I was being loweredinto a cage. I tried to escape but there was no where to escape too. I was justset down in this glass hamstercage. Then to make it worse the cover was placed back on like I could somehowscale these glass walls but if I find away It would be nice to be at leastrewarded with freedom for my ingenuity.

And that Winky is how I ended up here. (Winky is Molly's hamster.) Your agood friend Winky. Its been 2 days since I was put in here. I know you will behome in about a week now Jane. But I have developed a plan and I will keeprecording what happens to me. I will not give up no matter how much I want too.

I have a plan and it involves Winky. Well if It works I will write again. NowWinky I bet your wondering what my plan is.

Well remember how Molly is inviting Katie, Kacie, and Leah over today. Well thegirls love you they always take you out and let you run around and pet you. WellI am going to be on your back my friend. We bust out of here together. If youplay your cards right you could come with Winky. Since I have time to kill Isuggest sleeping.

[3 days later]Well here I am once again writing. Well where I last left off last time I wasin that cage. I cant wait to show this to you Jane. Your going to flip when youhear about some of the stuff that I have gone through.

Well that afternoon Molly and crew came home as planned. After a few nervousmoments of wondering if it was going to happen. Then Kacie lifted off the lid.

Kacie is the best way to say it is. She is fucking tall by standard heights. Herfamily has a gene that is called giantism. It's when your body grows at aabnormal rate. Its not common but a few people have had it like that oldwrestler Andre The Giant. She is about 6 feet 7 inches tall and she is only 13.

As soon as she had winky in the palm of her hand. I leaped off the back ofWinky. But Iwasn't really sure what to do next. My plan only got me this far. So I just kindof hung out on her hand for a bit but then Leah snatched Winky and it was weirdseeing Leah because she is the exact opposite of Kacie. Leah is a little on theshort side only about 5'1". This was the first time I could look down on one ofthese titans. But my view was short lived. Kacie was raising up her hand. Shestarted twisting her hair around her finger. I decided to use this to myadvantage. I grabbed onto one of Kacies Light brown wavylocks of hair. I immediately tied a strand of her hair around my waist. Itwasn't quite as easy as it should have been because of her twisting it aroundher finger. But I managed and I was for the first time in awhile excited. I hadstarted to accept my new size. I didn't want to be like that size forever but Ihad started to come to terms with it.

"here someone comes. Got to lay low. I will start again when I can. Bye fornow."The worst part of all this is that I am dangling from some teeny boppershair. Me a grown man. But now is not time for my ranting. So I listened to hoursof endless teenage chatter. I never realized how pointless it was when I was ateenager. But it's just like the romance movies. You sit there, watch and knowyou wasted 13 dollars to see two people kiss all because your date wanted to seeit.

After god knows how long passed Kacie got up to leave. It all happened sofast I didn't even have time to react. Once I left Molly's room I wanted tountie myself but I was going to fast. It looked like I was flying with the blueangels. And I worked to hard to go through all this just to die by collidinginto some giants body. I was merely a passenger as Kacie kept on walking. Atevery door we passed I hope and prayed that she would turn in but it was no use.

We were soon outside and now I was going to Kacie's house. All I wanted to dowas escape a cage and now look where I am. Stuck with this giant. Every time Ihave a idea it backfires. It all started out in Shelly's room. If I climb in theshoe I will be safe I thought and we all know how that turned out. Then it wasif I escape the sock and we know what happened when I did that. Now bright ideanumber 3 if I tie myself to her hair.

Each step took me farther and farther away. I was so busy beating myself upthough I didn't realize that we were already at Kacie's house. She went abouther business it was fairly uneventful, eating, homework, watching television.

All I could do was wait for her to go to sleep.

Finally my moment had come. Kacie was soundly asleep. I struggled to untie myknot but soon I fell to the soft bed below. I ran as fast as my legs could carryme. I ran and ran I didn't even care which way I ran to the edge of the bed andjust jumped. I looked down to see where I would land and it was going to be hardlanding. I tucked my body in and before I knew it I was rolling on the ground.

When it was all said and done I was bruised and sore but no broken bones. Iwondered if my body had gotten stronger because of my size. Just because Ichanged size I should still have the same amount of matter and cells. It's justcompacted more. That would explain allot. But I wasn't going to waste time withphysics. I didn't want to be like this forever. Its not all that bad but I wantto be big again.

I started running towards a wall so I could get my bearings but my body wasstarting to tingle again. I ran what to me was about 3 miles and by the time Imade it to the wall I couldn't stand anymore. I was so tired and dizzy I justfell asleep. I awoke to a alarm clock buzzing. I stood up and once againrealized my world had gotten smaller. This is all starting to wear off I guess.

But I also hurt more. I know now that the bigger the less densely populated yourcells are. They are more spread out so your body is weaker. Getting bigger istruly a double edged sword. I now had no where to hide. I am clearly visible. Ilooked over at Kacie. She stepped out of bed and I was now more scared then Iever have been. Before it was nice knowing that they probably wont see me butwhere can I hide. I stick out like a soar thumb.

Looking back at the situation If I would have stayed put she probably wouldnot have noticed me. But she did notice my movement. I enjoyed my new speed butit still wasn't quick enough. I was soon over taken and a bare foot was blockingmy path.

Its bad enough seeing a barefoot in front of you but I could smell theunwashed barefoot. I changed directions and started running back towards thebed. This when my big break came. I heard the door open. Kacie turned towardsthe door and I took off as fast as my legs could go right for the door. It washer mom.

"Get ready for school dear. I don't want you late"Her mumbles still sounded loud. She had forgotten about me and I keptrunning. I was out the door when I plowed into a pair of jeans. A hard pair ofjeans. I looked up and saw a girl staring down at me. She had really baggy blackpants and a black T-shirt that had a picture of Satan on it. I could tell shedyed her hair black. She had on black makeup. She had a really gothic type look.

I started to back away but it was to late I was scooped up like the man doll Iwas. She looked to be about 16 years old.

"Excuse me but would you mind helping me get home?"The second I opened my mouth a grin came across her face. She turned andwalked into her room. As we walked in the whole room spelled like a month oldgym sock mixed with cigarette smoke.

"My name is Andrea what's your name you little shit"I tried to push her fingers away from me but she just had to much mass. Ifinally submitted to her because I had no other choice but to wait till she putme down so I could hide and escape.

"My, my, my name is"Andrea rolled her eyes and glared at me.

"Speak up you fuck face I don't have all day."I was already wishing I was with Kacie.

"Well your name isn't important anyway. I have to get to school or my parentswill start bitching so where to put you."She opened up her purse. I sighed and wasn't really looking forward tospending the day in a purse. I was dropped but my fall was much to short. Ilooked up at these giant smelly sticks. Then I saw the lid close and the roomwas dark. I then almost through up as this room I was in dropped. That's when Irealized I was in her cigarette box. I was pinned under what seemed like athousand pounds. This was worse then smoking them. I could smell the nicatine.

Its all I could smell as me, the box and Andrea's purse swayed back and forth.

I could hear the rumble of the car and other voices but I couldn't make outwhat they were saying but luckily it looks like she does have a heart as astream of light poured into my dark world. I looked up at her she just grinneddown at me.

"You little shit your going to be mine. I have always wanted a man I couldboss around and treat how men are suppose to be treated. As third rate citizensone step below slavery. Given no rights, no freedoms. The only thing I expect tohear is yes mam from you. Do you know what men are? Sex crazed whores, and itstime they paid for there sins starting with you. Im thinking before school youcan spend time with my cigs. Then maybe since you men like breasts so much. youcan spend a few hours with mine. Then maybe I will wear you around with my shoeand slowly crush your tiny body. Then if you live I have very special surprisefor you tonight. I saw this neat bottle that had a whole bunch of candle wax onit from about 7 or 8 different candles all different colors. The bottle wascovered in the wax it looked so pretty and guess who is going to be in thebottle? You, like the little shit you are. You get to watch each piece of meltedwax flow down the side of the bottle sealing your fate in that jar. Then if yousurvive a day in there. I might take you out and bring you to this rave.""Andrea who are you talking too"My ears burn with pain from all the shouting. All I could do was watch as shepulled out a cigarette and locked me in the box. I just hoped she was jokingabout all that. But I will soon find out.

With each step that Andrea takes I am shoved into a gigantic cigarette. I tryeverything I can to escape but even though I have grown so much lately I amstill not big enough to get out of this box. My head starts pound with pain fromthe relentless assault of her cigarettes. Finally I hear the slam of the lockerthat tells me I am alone. Having nothing else to do I once again sit in a lockerat school. I can hear her come to and from her locker but she doesn't pay me onebit of attention.

As I stand up to change positions I clunk my head into the top of the box andtumble out into Andrea's purse. I stare up at the flap and shove it open anddrop down the floor of her locker. I smile as I look down at my new sized body.

Finally I am getting somewhere I think to myself. I would guess that I am about4 inches or so tall but I cant really tell real well.

I stand poised at the door waiting for the specific moment she opens herdoor. I can hear her voice outside the locker. Her voice sends chills of feardown my spine. As she opens her door I quickly drop down to the floor withouther noticing. I run along a row of lockers looking for Shelly but having no cluewhere to start.

I stare over across the hall to see if I might see her as I do I smash into aDenim wall. My head cranes upward. The moment I see who It is my body freezesup. Andrea's hand darts around me. I pound against her steel fist but I have noeffect as she carries me into the bathroom.

“You were a very bad man trying to escape me. It looks like now I am justgoing to have to teach you a lesson.”Luck finally is on my side. Just as we turn and enter main room of thebathroom I see my daughter Shelly combing her hair. I scream across the room inmy loudest voice I know of. Shelly darts her head around and Andrea freezes.

For the first time in so long I see my daughters face. The moment she turnsher head towards me I can tell that she has been crying. Her eyes are red andpuffy. She then stares at me then at Andrea then down at me. Shelly charges atAndrea and tackles her to the ground. I am shoved against not only Andrea'schest but Shelly's chest. I fight and squirm my way from her grip but Andreapunches shelly in face with the hand she holds me in. Just as Andrea turnsshelly over so she is no on her back I hear I a loud clunk. Both me and Shellystare up and see Dana standing over ahead. Shelly peels my from Andrea's gripand stuffs me in her backpack. As she zips it up I hear her tell Dana thanks andasks her to get her homework. I vaguely make out the two girls talking aboutsomething but I cant quite make it out.

Back at home Shelly pulls me from her backpack. I run on her leg towards herand attempt to hug my daughter. She pulls me away from her chest and holds me upto her face.

“Dad, you don't know how long I have waited to have you in my grip. So manytime I dreamed of having you in my hand. Me squeezing the life out of you.

Yelling at you for a change how you yell at me. Then I would make you my littleslave to do what ever I want with you. I would get you collar and some rope andtie one end to your collar and one end to my closet and give you just enoughslack where you can go anywhere my room but never escape.”I let out a noticeable gulp as I see the glee in her eyes hidden behind thesadness. I keep staring at her never seeing her large, and also slightly afraidof my eldest daughter.

“But,”“Thank god theres a but. You had me worried there Shell”“Don't interrupt me when im talking little man. I am incharge around here. Ideserve some respect and I espect to get it from you. HEHEHE just kidding dad.

Well im not sure how to tell you this but mom died last night. She was cominghome early because I told her how no one has been able to get ahold of you andthere was some kind of fuel malfunction and the plane exploded. I am so sorrydad. It is all my fault and she's dead and…”I was now being squeezed into Shelly's chest. I tried pounding my fistagainst her shoulder but I was too weak. I spent the next couple of hours tryingto console my daughter as best I could. Even in the greatest of tragedy I stillcan say It feels good to be home, and safe.

~Epilogue~2 years have gone by since all that has happened. To say the least I never grewback to my old height. I now stand a strapping 6inches tall. I, well I mean wehave done our best to adjust to the changes. I now spend most of my days at homein a custom built doll house in the corner of Shelly's room. I try my best toenforce the rules but you try reprimanding a teenager who can over power youwith one hand. Overall life isn't that bad and