By this point, you were already shrunk a little. Not much mind you, but since your normal hieght was around six and a half feet, it was a noticeable difference.
"Coming!" a voice from a mature woman somewhere in her mid 30s called out. It was Nacy's mother, Sarah. You remember how she looks, she's actually just as attractive as Nancy if not more, living proof to the fact that many women age like a fine wine. Thats another thing that depressed you. You'd never be old enough to drink legally. But hey, maybe someone will cut a dying guy some slack?
You liked Nancy alot, hell you loved her, but her mom you had a crush on secretly almost as much. And you weren't sure, but she acted a little differently around you after a while, alot nicer than she usually was to people. You knew it wasn't because you were with Nancy now, you two had been friends even before you were in a relationship, but you wondered if her mom's behavior was because she knew you had feelings for her as well.
The door opened, and Sarah's face beamed down at you over he well formed breasts, the woman barely looking her age at all. How she did that, all the ladies in town asked her constantly, but it was mostly just good genes. She was very tall compared to you, at your normal size she actually beat you by an inch but now you looked like a Ten year old standing next to a normal sized adult.
"Oh hello there! I heard the news, I'm so sorry for you!" She did have sincerity in her eyes, but her tone was bright, possibly to help cheer you up.
"Oh its alright. Please don't worry about me, ma'am," Of course it wasn't alright, you were dying, but hey, you'd be the nicest sonofabitch in the world atleast until you got to about an inch tall. "Is Nancy home? I;d like to talk with her."
Sarah looked a little down at him. "No i'm sorry. She's at an old friend's house in the next couple of states over, keeping her company until that girl's parents return. I tell you, some people just don't know how to take care of their children. Atleast my dear husband has the decency of making sure I'm at home to take care of Nancy in some way before he leaves on a long business trip.... oh I'm sorry here I go rambling on and on about nothing. Here come inside."
The door opened and you walked in, staring down at the floor. You notice that she's wearing slippers, and you can't help but imagine he soft feet inside them. She did have large feet, she was a tall woman after all, but they were beautiful as far as feet go. You had many fetishes, and feet fell into that range as well, and you couldn't help but just staring at someone if they had a gorgeous pair on them. As always though, you felt embarrassed at looking at her's, praying to God or whoever else was out there that she didn't notice your fascination with her anatomy on the whole.
Both of you came in and sat down on the couch, and you both looked at each other for a little bit. She then opened her mouth to say...
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