Mark looked intrigued. He took another long drag off of his cigarette, and once again blew his smoke into Mike’s face.
“A shrinking remote… is that what they do at Intercorp?”
“They actually do all kinds of stuff. This was never meant to leave the lab. But in a fit of craziness I guess I snatched it.”
“And so you were hoping to find a girl who’d shrink you and blow smoke on you?”
“That was the plan. But when I was thinking more realistically I know very few women have either fetish - smoking or shrinking someone - and I have a lack of courage, so I just don’t think it will work. But Claire really seems to be into having your smoke blown on her…”
“Yeah, it’s wild. She actually brought it up to me. I couldn’t believe I got so lucky.”
“Is it something you’d want?” Mike asked.
“Well, let me ask you this,” Mark replied. “What if I shrunk you? I mean, you want smoke blown on you, and it sounds fun. And I gotta be honest, I don’t think it’s gonna work…”
Mike thought. This wasn’t exactly what he was hoping for. But this may be a something is better than nothing situation.
“Uh… well… okay.
Mike handed Mark the remote with an uncertainty of whether or not this was a smart idea. Mark took it and pointed it at Mike.
“Just push the button?”
“Yup,” Mike gulped.
Mike saw a small flash of red light leave the button, and he felt dizzy. When he regained composure he saw Mark’s giant hand reaching out towards him, and closing around him. When the hand opened Mike was level with Mark’s huge belly. He looked up and saw the now giant man looking down at him.
“Holy shit,” Mark said. “It actually worked. You’re like an inch tall!”
The two men were quickly interrupted by the squealing tires of a black van pulling into the shared driveway. Mark quickly closed his hand around Mike.
“Sue, where’d you get that remote?” Mike heard a familiar voice ask. It was Dr. Deskins, the head of the size changing program at Intercorp.
“Uh, I was walking up to my house and just found it laying out here.”
“It’s property of Intercorp. I’m going to have to ask you to return it.”
“Yeah, sure, no problem.”
Mike heard the van door shut and the van pull out. Mark’s hand opened back up.
“Uh… so Intercorp just took the remote.”
“Oh shit! How will I get back to normal?”
“I think Claire’s brother’s girlfriend works there. Maybe she can sneak you in and grow you back?”
“Yeah, okay… fuck. We gotta call her.”
“Settle down man. I thought you wanted to be small? We can hang tonight and when Claire comes over tomorrow we can tell her about everything.”
Mike tried to calm down, but he was panicking. What on earth was he thinking agreeing to be shrunk. He paced around Mark’s palm, his mind racing.
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