It all started two weeks ago. My name is Steve, a normal 5 foot 10 inch 35 year old guy that happens to be gay. Oh, and I also happen to be a Macrophile. I have always been intrigued with Giant men such as Paul Bunyan and Gulliver and thought it would be cool to be a little man in a giant world.
I have always been one to think that if you wished hard enough for something, it will come true. So, since I was just a little boy, I would sneek out to the backyard once or twice a week and wish that I would be 6 inches tall. I MEAN I would WISH! I would close my eyes and spend five minutes wishing and wishing.
I had a plan if I were to shrink. I had my eye on a college guy that lived down the street. He drove a sweet looking sports car and I thought he would be a cool guy to be my giant. I would run along the street curb to reach his house and then find a hiding spot near his car and when he’d walk by, I’d run out in front of him to get his attention. He’d grab me and I would be in this hot, muscular guy’s possession! What a far-fetched fantasy I had, huh?
Now, more than 20 years have passed since those early days of wishing. Recently, I have only been wishing once or twice a month but was still confident that my wish would come true if I kept at it. Now I live in an apartment building and have to go behind the parking garage at dusk to wish. It was a Sunday evening and I went to my spot to wish as always, but this night was different. I was wishing, wishing, wishing as always and had my eyes closed and then something happened. I felt very strange, I got goosebumps and felt cold. I didn’t dare open my eyes because I suddenly became very afraid. Soon I felt like someone had covered me with canvas or a tarp or something. The weight of the material soon made me collapse to the ground. After about 2 minutes, I felt back to normal again and opened my eyes but could not see anything. I struggled to move out from under the weighted material. Finally I was able to push my head out to figure out what happened and to see where I was.
Nothing was familiar. The scent of dirty clothes was everywhere but smelled of my own. Then I saw it, the light post I was under looked as high as a 10 story building! It finally struck! I was small! I was the little man I had been wishing for! I stood up on my clothes and looked around. I crawled off my pile of clothes and realized I was naked. Lucky it was a fairly warm spring evening so I wasn’t very cold. I was amazed at what just happened. In fact I thought I was dreaming again of being a tiny man which I do most nights. But this was real! I figured I was about a half a foot high which is exactly the height that I wished! I looked at my clothes piled where I stood and wondered what someone would think when they saw them. Even my watch was laying there still fastened together at the buckle as if my wrist were still inside. Someone will get a nice timepiece whoever finds it I thought. So I don’t know what force or power or heavenly body granted my wish, but here I was, a six inch little man in a giant world. Even my tooth filling shrunk, so I guess anything permanently on my being shrunk with me. Lucky I had my eyes lasered last year so I can see perfectly!
So here I was, naked, six inches tall, standing outside a giant garage at my apartment building, wondering what to do next.
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