“Hi, Julia,” you say.
“What?” says the beautiful giantess, her face now just inches from your little body (which, you belatedly realize, is both completely unclothed, and smaller than you’ve ever been, certainly less than an inch; Well, that’s a new record, a random part of your brain thinks. Then you realize that Julia is still waiting for a response.
“Hi, Julia,” you almost shout. “I’ll bet you’re wondering what we’re doing here,” you say, realizing as you say it just how stupid it sounds.
Her explosive laugh literally knocks you down, and you realize that the tension is broken; this is the same wonderful girl who laughs at your stupid jokes, and even helps you extend them so that eventually you’re both gasping for air from laughing.
“Oh, no, Jack,” she said, with a comical mien, “I was looking forward to coming over here and discovering my boyfriend shrunk down to about the size of my fingernail. Been looking forward to it all day!” She looked around quickly, but Jessica is out of earshot, and continued in a lower tone, “As a matter of fact, I’ve been kinda daydreaming about this kind of situation ever since I met you.”
Of course, you’re shocked - but happily so. Maybe there can be some fun in store here.
From the other side of the pool, Jessica says, “I’ll be back in a little while; bathroom break.” Julia responds, “TMI, Jessica!” with a laugh. As Jessica goes into the house, she turns back to you and says, “Well, maybe we have a window of opportunity here. But first, tell me what happened; how did you get so small?”
“Well,” you say, “it’s a bit embarrassing, but” deep breath “when I get aroused, I shrink, and the more aroused I get the more I shrink, and until today the most I had every shrunk was to one inch but obviously I’m smaller than that!” You said the last part all in one breath, hoping to get it out before you could change your mind.
“So...” she said, “So when I walked in in my bikini, you started really getting a.. started really shrinking?”
“Yes. In fact, just standing here next to you like this, knowing that you now know and seem to like it, I think I’ve gotten a little smaller since we started talking.”
She smiled with a knowing smile, and said, “Yes, I’ve noticed. I wonder how small you can get. Would you like me to help you find out?”
You’re flabbergasted, but enthusiastic. “Absolutely, but we should do it indoors, where you can control what’s happening.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that,” she said. “All my clothes are in the pool house dressing room, and I can bring you in there with me and lock the door. There’s plenty of room for,” she winked - she actually winked at me! - “anything.” You remembered that one of the things that had been put into the girls’ dressing room was a small couch so they could lie down for a bit if they wanted.
She said, “But I need to shower off first, but I don’t want to lose track of you. So I guess I get to decide what we do first.” And with that, she rose from the pool. So far, at the edge of the pool, you had been seeing her face, and not even all of it. But now, her head rose, and her neck and shoulders, her beautiful breasts minimally covered by a narrow but wrinkly strip of material, her chest, her abdomen, her hips and the rest of the parts down there that you were trying hard not to think about at the time, and finally the skyscraper columns of her legs. She bent down and put her hand flat on the ground next to you; you climbed aboard and sat down, and were lifted at rocket speed to her face.
“Wow,” you said, “to me, you look like you’re 500 feet tall!”
She said, “Well, you look like you’re just slightly over half an inch right now, and I’m 5’3”, so that would make me about 700 feet tall to you right now. But like I said, I need to shower, so...”
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