Another Valentine’s Day, another day of heartache for Cassie Cage. While the other women in the office got flowers and chocolates from their significant others, making a big show of it within their cubicles, Cassie received nothing year after year.
“Aww, nothing again, Cayce?” the HR woman would say in a grating, pity-filled voice, year after year. Cassie hated her face, voice, and the same words she used every Valentine’s Day.
Learn my name, bitch. “Day’s not over!” Cassie said with a smile.
The HR lady left her cubicle area to bother someone else. While the women in the office chattered about their flowers and gifts, Cassie sat in her disorganized desk and went over a financial spreadsheet on budgets and taxes. Soon, the delivery man from the flower shop was going to drop off a dozen roses in a ceramic black vase. That’ll stun the HR lady and the rest of the vapid women in the office.
***
“Thank you for the flowers!” Cassie said in an elevated volume, looking around to see if anyone caught a glimpse of her receiving the bouquet. She was met with apathetic and bored eyes.
Cassie sat at her desk, feeling somewhat underwhelmed that no one cared about her receiving flowers. A red box in the shape of a heart came with her flowers. They were the $35 chocolate add-on she ordered. More enticing than the flowers, she admitted to herself. She undid the ribbon and then lifted the lid with two hands.
“Oh, fuck!” Cassie said, slamming the lid back down. She looked around to see if anyone was spying on her. She opened the lid again to confirm what she thought she saw. Sure enough, there was a man inside her box of chocolates.
A three-inch man in a black suit and dark gray shirt with a black tie. He had dark features, manicured facial hair, and a fresh haircut. Aside from that, he wore a confused expression upon seeing Cassie looking down at him.
“Oh … Umm—hi,” he said. “I think there’s been a mistake. I was supposed to go to my girlfriend, Simone. Do you know her?”
Cassie knew her. She worked about ten cubicles away, and Cassie never interacted with her. Cassie’s eyes looked at the bottom of the lid and saw ShrinkMate™ stamped in the center. Underneath was their slogan, "Shrink Your Ego, Grow Your Love!"
“Hey,” the man said, trying to grab the attention of the puzzled woman.
He regarded her and thought nothing spectacular about her. Frumpy clothes, greasy, dirty blonde hair that was flat and pulled back in a bun. Large glasses with thick frames hung low to the edge of her nose.
He looked around at her giant cubicle and saw an assortment of her personality posted on her walls. A movie poster for Bladerunner, memos from her work, keychain collectables hanging from pins, and a shelf lined with self-help books about finding love. On her desk, to his left, he saw a stack of thick financial reports and a C++ programming manual. A red heart-shaped frame next to her computer screen held a family photo, but something about it looked off; like it was a stock photo that came with the frame.
“Can you take me to Simone? It’s really important,” he said. “See, I’m doing the—”
“ShrinkMate,” Cassie said, leaning in. Her hot breath carried the strong scent of onions from her cheesesteak at lunch. The man felt his eyes sting from her breath alone. “You’re doing the ShrinkMate thing for Simone!”
“Right, right!” There was hope in his voice. “So, you see why it’s important I be with her?”
“But you were delivered to me.”
“By accident.” The man saw her eyes staring right at him with unblinking eyes. “It was an accident. I should be with Simone.”
“But you were given to me.”
“Hey … listen, umm—”
“Cassie! My name is Cassie.”
“Cassie, it was an accident, obviously. Do you know Simone? Is she nearby?”
“What’s your name?”
“Felix. Listen, Cassie, please, I’m starting to get worried—”
“Don’t be.” She tilted her head and smirked. The office continued to drone on in the background, with a constant hum of workers chattering with each other, and desk phones ringing non-stop.
“So, you’ll take me to Simone now?”
“Why would I do that?”
“I’m supposed to be with her!” Felix fought the restraint around his hips. A red ribbon with a fancy bow in front of his crotch.
“You’re wrong.”
“Huh?”
“You’re not supposed to be with Simone. You’re with me. You’re mine now. Fair and square.”
“This isn’t funny, Cassie!”
“Wasn’t supposed to be.” She pulled one end of the ribbon off him and undid his bindings. Before Felix could react, she grabbed him in her fist. He squirmed like a frantic lizard in her palm, causing her to giggle. “We’re going to have fun together.”
Cassie dumped him into her purse. He landed on a purple microfiber towel, surrounded by typical purse junk. A baggie of heart-shaped candy, the kind that tastes like chalk, fell on him. In the window of the candy wrapper, a heart landed square center with the words “Be Mine” printed on it.
Felix screamed at deaf ears, while she dumped a white booklet that came inside the ShrinkMate container he was in. With that, she zipped up her purse.
***
Felix reached behind his head and felt the microchip implanted in his head. A flurry of regrets and curses crossed his mind as he looked for a way out of the purse. He climbed, tripped, and shoved the objects inside Cassie’s purse as he looked for an opening. Felix went as far as trying to unzip the purse, but it was impossible to budge with his diminished size and strength.
Resigned, he sat back on the microfiber towel and waited.
***
Less than half an hour later, he thinks, the purse catapulted into the air as Cassie lifted it off the floor. Felix thought he was going to lose his lunch as he felt explosive positive and negative gravitational forces from his environment’s sudden jolt. From there, the purse swayed and jolted rhythmically with Cassie’s punctuated steps.
The purse unzipped open, shooting rays of light that almost blinded Felix after his eyes had settled to the darkness. He felt Cassie’s fingers, the same length as he, shovel him off a stack of envelopes and back on the cushioned microfiber towel. He glimpsed the holiday envelopes she was retrieving, noticing the word "Winter" on one of them.
The giant woman said something to the mail clerk that Felix couldn’t comprehend. With the purse opened, he shouted for help, hoping the other person would hear him. He was met with the metallic growl of the zipper sealing him back in the belly of the purse.
***
“Cassie, this is kidnapping!”
They were in her high-rise apartment, sitting in her dining room. He stood tall in his black suit, which was wrinkly and slightly disheveled from his rough trip in her purse. Cassie sat in her seat; her eyes glued to the little white ShrinkMate booklet that came with Felix.
“Don’t be so dramatic,” Cassie said, thumbing through the pages. “You were delivered to me. You’re mine.”
“Fucking hell I was! What the fuck is all this? I was supposed to go to Simone! She’s my girlfriend, and the one girl I’m devoting myself to. Not you. You loser-ass bitch!”
Cassie whipped out a fist above Felix in one blink. Felix felt his stomach drop and his blood drained from his face. Her fist was comparable to a sedan in size and just as heavy. His mind couldn’t process how something so big and heavy could snap over his head like that. Cassie’s index finger extended, giving him a wait-one-second gesture.
“Might want to change that attitude,” she said, her eyes reading the text in the booklet. “It says, ‘Welcome to ShrinkMate™ where Love Knows No Size.’ Aww, that’s cute, huh? Okay, ‘ShrinkMate™ is the ultimate test of love, devotion, and commitment from one partner to another. Your significant other has undergone a procedure to reduce their size and make themselves completely vulnerable to show how much they love you.’ So awesome!”
“I’m supposed to be with Simone,” Felix said, stepping forward. Both Cassie’s hands were back on the booklet. “I’m supposed to be proving my love for Simone right now!”
Cassie ignored him. “Blah, blah, okay, here’s the good stuff. ‘Your significant other will have until midnight to prove their love to you. In Cinderella-type fashion, if they succeed, our patented size-changing microchip will return your partner to their normal size. If they fail to prove their love, their reduced size becomes permanent.’”
Felix felt his heart race. People didn’t participate in this gimmicky love service, unless they were 100% sure they’d return to normal size. Succeeding in the love test brought with it a million brownie points. He knew doing this for Simone would’ve cemented their relationship and taken them to the next level.
But now he saw his life flashing before his eyes. Never did he consider this shrinking becoming permanent. His gut filled with regret. Why the hell did he do this? Who was this woman that kidnapped him?
“I guess if you want to be normal again,” Cassie said, “you’ll have to love me.”
And there it was. He looked around the apartment and saw the telltale signs that Cassie was single. Empty wine glasses by the sink, withered houseplants on the windowsill, and a stack of pulp romance novels on her coffee table. She had Valentine’s decorations out. Stuff that looked like she bought at a dollar store. Cheap, ugly things like a plastic frame with Cupid on them. Paper hearts were either taped to her wall or in a stack on the dining table beside him, as if she gave up midway through decorating.
“I don’t know you,” he said. “You are kidnapping me, Cassie. That is a crime! Take me to Simone, and I’ll forget any of this happened.”
Cassie went back to reading the booklet.
“Did you hear me, bitch?”
“Ooo, let’s try this,” she said after reading a passage of interest.
Cassie picked up her phone and then Felix’s protesting body. She brought his back against the hard case of her phone. Then the digit of her index finger shoved his face, so the microchip implanted on the back of his head slammed against her phone.
He tried wriggling his face away from her digit but couldn’t. The firm skin, feeling like an over-inflated basketball, held him in-place. He caught a whiff of her skin, smelling the feint traces of a day of touching things.
With an audible ding from her phone, she dropped Felix back on the table and clicked through some buttons on her screen. The drop wasn’t significant, but he hurt his ankles because he wasn’t expecting it. Felix got back to his feet, dusted off his suit, and faced Cassie.
“Oops,” she said.
“What—what now?”
“You’re officially bonded to me.” She turned her phone so that Felix could see. A large counter at the top displayed 6:29:47 and was counting down. “If you want to be big again, you’re going to have to prove your love to me.”
“Goddammit, Cassie, you conniving bitc—argh!” Felix fell to his knees and held the sides of his skull in his hands. “What was that!”
“Hurt?” she asked with a big smile.
“Hurt? It felt like my brain was getting drilled with a lightning bolt. What was that?”
Cassie let out a short chuckle while grabbing the booklet and turning to a specific page. “I guess you didn’t read the fine print before signing up. It says here, ‘To help motivate your partner in affirming their love for you, there is an optional motivational aid to help control their behavior and emotional thoughts.’ I have it set to seven right now, but y’know what? I’ll keep it set at ten.”
“What the hell? A shock collar? I’m human, not a puppy.”
Cassie laughed. “Look, I can control it on my phone, too.” She pressed a button that sent a jolt to his brain. He screamed and writhed on the ground. “This is so awesome! I know you’ll love me by the end of this, Felix!”
“Fuck off, I hate you—argh!”
Cassie giggled again. “Cool. I don’t have to press anything. If you say or think mean things about me, it’ll shock you. So you better start loving me, bub!” She used her finger to push his shoulder back so that he rolled over and faced her. “How about a date so we can get to know each other? We’ll have to go fast, because you have little time to prove your love to me.”
“Oh, fuck,” he said under his breath. “Let’s say … Let’s say I want to prove my love to you, so that I can return to normal. What do I have to do?”
“The manual says the chip will pick up on your emotional attachment to me. So, it’s not so much you gotta do something, but love me. Oh, it says cumming inside of me will help, too.”
“What?”
“Eh, it said that but in nicer words. But you gotta wine and dine me; fuck and love me, if you ever want to get big! Let’s get going!”
Cassie pushed her seat back and stood up.
“There’s no way I’ll ever fall in love with …”
Felix lost his train of thought mid-speech. Cassie had turned around to show off her jean-clad ass at the tiny man. The jeans were filled, stretching, and groaning at the seams. Felix took several steps back so he could take in her ass in his field of view.
“Oh, saw something you like?” she asked, looking over her shoulder.
“Huh? What?”
She held up her phone and wagged it in front of him. “The sensors in your chip are telling me you like something.”
“Must be malfunctioning.”
Cassie grinned. “I’m going to take a shower for our date. You should join me.”
“I have a girlfriend.”
“You’re not going to love me with that attitude.” Cassie unbuttoned and lowered her jeans. The waistband acting as a rolling pin sliding over her doughy ass, revealing her bare skin like a pair of moons rising on the horizon. “Join me in my shower.”
“I-I can’t.”
“Whatever. I’m just trying to help you love me, so you can return to normal. But I wouldn’t mind keeping you permanently tiny for the rest of your life.”
That statement shocked Felix to the point where he felt his heart skip. “You can’t do that! I have to return to normal!”
“Then let me help you!” Cassie backed up until the back of her thighs came against the edge of the table. “You like my ass?”
He didn’t respond. But he kept eyes glued to the landmass before him, carved by a river of pink cloth the same way the mighty Colorado carved into the Grand Canyon. Cassie pulled up her panties, causing her ass cheeks to greedily swallow her pink panties until they became invisible.
“Take off your suit.”
“Cassie, I told you—I can’t. Ahhh!”
She pressed the button on her app to correct his behavior. “Take off,” she said loudly, before lowering her voice, “your suit.”
“Are you crazy?” He writhed and squirmed on the ground as she pressed the button and held it for two seconds. “Stop, stop. Okay, I’ll do it! Jesus, just put that thing away.”
“Don’t sound so sad, Felix. I’m doing this for you.”
Another shock tore into the back of his brain as he thought of another insult for her. At some point, he cleared his mind and scrambled to take off his top and bottoms. He stripped his clothing and shouted up to Cassie that he was finished.
“We’re taking a shower. Get between my ass and grab my panties.”
There was no way he was going to love this lunatic, and there was no way he was going to disobey her again. That pain through his skull was too much. He crawled, then stood up, walking up to her monolithic ass. Firm, meaty hills dotted with a field of goosebumps. Cassie struck the right blend of fat and muscle that Felix couldn’t deny admiring.
“Get in there!” she said.
Felix watched the upper layer of her ass jiggle.
“We need to get going!”
Felix walked forward two paces and hit an invisible force-field that hung several inches away from her crack. He covered his face with hand and coughed, his eyes stinging as if swimming in chlorine water. Her stench was enough to push him back with an invisible shove.
“I’m about to zap ya!” she said with a lilt.
Felix felt his stomach twisting while a body-length away from the crack of her ass. He turned his head and swallowed fresh air before turning back towards Cassie’s ass. His hands went between the crack of her ass and felt around for her panties until he found them. He hooked his hand, then arm, squeezing his body into her.
Cassie wanted to help the small guy, so she spread her cheeks with both hands.
Felix felt himself sliding deeper into her crack until his shoulder budded up against her asshole. He heard Cassie say something about holding on, then thousands of pounds of ass flesh came crashing down on either side of him.
“Got you!” Cassie cheered. She couldn’t look back but felt him wedged securely in her ass crack.
She walked to her bathroom and tilted her hips to the mirror to see her reflection. Felix had one arm and one leg sticking out, flailing, and twitching. She rubbed her left cheek and smiled, feeling the wonderful sensation of the man struggling against her—and she wasn’t even doing anything. Her resting ass position was enough to lock him in place.
“You love this so much!” She looked at his vitals on her phone. “You’ll get your size back in no time. And if you love my ass so much, wait until you see the rest!”
Felix’s ears rang out as a thunderclap caused his teeth to chatter. The ass cocoon he was in shifted violently to the side after Cassie slapped her ass. He felt his feet dangle outside her crack and felt himself slipping. Felix grabbed onto the panties tighter and looped both arms around it as he felt himself becoming freer.
“Cassie, I’m slipping!”
“Hold on!”
She lowered her panties, with Felix wrapped around them. He didn’t have a chance to enjoy the sight of her long legs on his journey towards the floor of the bathroom. Once on the ground, a tent’s worth of pink cotton landed on him.
Felix’s nose was assaulted, each nostril flanked by the stench of Cassie’s ass and her tangy vagina. He struggled and fought against the fabric until he freed himself, gagging and dry heaving, while Cassie laughed from high above.
“That’s why I’m showering,” she said. “It’s way too hot in that office. Sweat dripped from my butthole all day long.”
Felix threw up on the linoleum flooring.
“Okay, that’s starting to hurt me.” She grabbed her phone and opened the app.
Felix looked back and was about to beg her to stop when she zapped him. His body tensed and he fell flat on the ground, wriggling while Cassie corrected his behavior once again. When she released him from agony, he found his nude body had fallen into his vomit.
“Better?”
Felix whimpered with his eyes shut and teeth gritted. “Why?” he said without energy or the confidence he showed before.
“If you want to return to normal, you have to start loving me. All of me. Nothing I do is disgusting that you have to throw up like that.”
“Please, Cassie, don’t hurt me like that,” he said with a strained voice. “It hurts so much.”
“If you’re a good little tiny, then I’d have no reason to hurt you. Come. Let’s take a shower together and get ready for our date.”
Felix didn’t understand Cassie. He felt behind his head, fingers tracing the microchip with its prongs entering his skin, tapping to his brain and spinal cord. Did she not realize that once he got his size back, he was going to report her? Jail her and ask for the worst sentence possible for her. He hoped the judge would throw the book at her.
Midnight. He had to play this until midnight and get his size back. Pretend to love her—not only to leave this nightmare—but to avoid getting those awful shocks. It terrified him to know that merely thinking ill of her would send a bolt of pain impaling his brain. You can do this Felix! he thought to himself. Just play along. Give her what she wants. “Love” her until you grow back to normal, and then you can … He didn’t want to finish that thought and get zapped.
“Okay, Cassie.” He bit his lips and cleared his mind. He wanted to hate her. Call her every name in the book. But fuck that electrical shock. “Let’s shower. Together.”
“Yay!” She set her phone down on the counter and took off her shirt, tossing it to the side and standing completely nude for Felix. “Whatchu think?”
Felix stood, stunned by what he saw. The frumpy clothes Cassie wore hid her curvaceous body. Already getting a preview of her magnificent ass, it never occurred to Felix the rest of her would be so enrapturing. Enormous tits, huge torso with soft round stomach, and an hourglass figure to die for.
“Umm. You look good.” His words came fumbling out.
“Just good?” She rested her hands on her hips.
“Really good?”
She rolled her eyes. She told him to walk to her feet and grab onto her toes. Felix did his best to keep his mind clear and not protest. A day's worth of stench lingered to her feet after being entrapped in white cotton socks and Adidas sneakers. The steamy cloud of odor clung low to her feet like early morning fog on the bayou.
Felix opted to breathe through his mouth and avoid her vinegar-rich scent that was tearing up his eyes and burning his nostrils. He felt a pain right behind his forehead where Cassie’s feet-smell was drugging, assaulting him the worst. Breathing through his mouth was somehow worse, as his tongue tasted her pickled feet juice.
“Here we go!” she said when he was a couple of paces from her feet. Her big and second toe clamped down on him like a pair of tongs and brought him into her shower.
If Felix hadn’t thrown up earlier, the motion plus odor would’ve emptied his stomach in a heartbeat. Cassie entered the shower and flipped it on, releasing a warm rainfall of water on them. Goblets of water as large as his head fell all around Felix. Some of the droplets hit him hard, knocking him off balance.
While dealing with the water, he had to dodge Cassie’s feet as she moved around. Oftentimes she would lift her heels while bending over to lather her legs with soap, causing her calf muscle to pop with definition. Through the rainstorm of the shower, Felix stood there, admiring Cassie’s body—secretly wishing he was doing this with Simone.
Cassie kept talking as she showered, but Felix heard none of it. The roar from the shower, the pattering of water on the tub’s surface, and him avoiding the giantess while trudging through ankle-deep floodwater took away his attention.
At some point, Cassie tore a piece from her soap bar and handed it to Felix. He took the football-sized piece of soap and looked up at Cassie, waiting for instructions. When it never came, he rubbed the soap against his naked body, amusing Cassie.
“Not for you!” she giggled. “For my toesies.”
Of course. Felix walked up to her giant toes and washed her up. He took time between each crevice, erasing the stink of the day with each little swipe he made with the soap bar.
“Next is my ass.”
“Huh?”
Before he could look up, Cassie lifted him off her toes and brought him around to her backside. He felt his cheeks being dragged down from his face by the extreme g-forces. Once at her rear, Cassie spread one cheek with her hand and showed off her brown hole to Felix.
“Get it real good.”
She didn’t give him a moment. She shoved him between her cheeks and brought his body up to her asshole. Felix didn’t think and just acted by holding up the soap bar and rubbing it against the pleats of her butthole. The soap vibrated in his hands as she guided him up and down along the wrinkly skin. The smell mixed with water and soap was somehow worse. He dry-heaved while cleaning her as fast as he could, hoping she wouldn’t hear his discomfort.
Instead, a soft moan escaped Cassie’s lips as she started moving her little guy up and down the length of her crack. The feeling of his little limbs struggling to put any pressure on her skin using the soap was getting her worked up.
“Oh, Felix,” she said, bending her hips so that more of her ass puckered out. “You haven’t even taken me out to dinner yet! Are you trying to get lucky already?”
Cassie shoved his face into her asshole with her index finger. She relaxed her hole and shoved him until his head popped into her rectum. She let out a whimper as she relaxed further so to welcome his shoulders into her hole.
“Felix—if you insist! But be gentle with me!”
She puckered up her ass and stood up straight, swallowing half his body into her. His legs kicked her ass cheeks as he struggled to worm his way out. Suddenly, an electrical bolt shot out from Cassie’s rectum as Felix had another ill thought of her. The electrical shock was immensely pleasurable to Cassie.
“Oh, fuck!” Cassie nearly slipped in the bath as she spread her legs and rubbed her clit furiously. She yanked the shower head, set it to pulse, and then brought it between her legs. Her shouts echoed in her small bathroom as she masturbated with a man squirming halfway into her hungry butt.
***
Felix lay in the fetal position on the bathroom counter while Cassie got ready for their date. She had gathered his suit left in front of his traumatized body while she stood naked, looking at herself in the foggy mirror. She fixed up her hair with her blow drier and applied light makeup to her face.
“It wouldn’t be the end of the world if you’d stay small forever,” she said with a pep in her voice. “I can get used to this.”
Felix said nothing. He stared at the wall of flesh in front of him. Her stomach growled like a panther in their den. She seemed so happy and giddy after kidnapping and sexually assaulting him. But he didn’t think about those thoughts. His mind was devoid of emotions and hope. His dream of spending the rest of his life with Simone, fading away like the light in the recesses of Cassie’s rectum.
“But I wouldn’t mind a lover that matched my height,” she said, brushing her dark blonde hair. “That chip will only work if you truly love me and devote your life to me.” She sighed. “I would love that, Felix,” she said with a romantically stained tone. “But having a living, breathing butt plug is just as good!” She ran her fingers through her hair and then snapped her head back; hair falling into place like a magazine model’s would.
***
“I’ve always wanted to come here,” Cassie said as she placed the white cloth napkin on her lap. “It’s so romantic here, isn’t it?”
Felix sat at an almost catatonic state on his mini table in front of Cassie’s empty dinner plate. Each table in the dim restaurant had a lamp that glowed with a warm, yellow light which twinkled and refracted against the wine glasses and pristine water cups accompanying each guest. Everyone wore suits or dresses. Soft piano music played in the background against the clinking and clanking of silverware and champagne glasses.
Felix’s table mimicked the larger one. Miniature plates, cups, and cute cutlery. His eyes, forlorn and lacking life, looked up at the giant woman that held him captive. She looked like a different person in her silver sequence dress with a plunging cleavage cut. Wavy blond locks bounced gingerly on her shoulders as she turned her head and spoke with animated gestures.
Heads turned to look at the beauty who was on a ShrinkMate™ date.
“Here’s your lobster and New York strip,” the waitress said, setting Cassie’s hefty plate in front of her with a quiet groan. “And sir, here’s your clam chowder in a teeny bread bowl!” She placed his meal down between her pinched fingers on his table.
The waitress turned her back to Cassie as she leaned forward towards Felix with a big, bright smile. “The chef carved that using a paring knife,” she said. “I think it’s so adorable. Please let me know if there’s enough clams and potatoes. I’ll be happy to—”
“He’s fine,” Cassie said, grabbing her arm and flipping her around. “How about some butter and more bread rolls? Hmm?” Cassie looked at the waitress with a predatory stare, signaling the prey on the table was all hers.
The waitress excused herself and went to fetch the bread.
“Can you believe some chicks?”
“Yeah …” Felix said, hardly mustering the strength to speak.
“These bitches see a ShrinkMate™ and lose their minds. You're mine—she should know that.” Cassie used her steak knife to carve a chunk of meat. “I mean, does she know where you’ve been?” she gestured by pointing at him with the steak at the end of her fork, juices spattering on his table. “In my asshole!” She made no attempt to quiet down.
“Cassie, I love you,” he said.
She tilted her head and said, “Aww. You mean it?” She shoved the steak in her mouth and chewed with a hungry mouth as she spoke. “What made you come around? It’s this romantic dinner, huh?” She swallowed the chunk of meat in her mouth, not even chewed all the way.
“I want to be normal again.” Felix chose his next words carefully. “I want to wrap my arms around you and hug you. Kiss you like a proper gentleman and not as a three-inch toy.”
“That is so beautiful! I would love that!” Cassie picked at her lobster tail, which looked like it belonged to a red eldritch monster to Felix and picked at the white puffy meat. “I can’t believe I got a boyfriend on Valentine’s Day!”
Felix nodded. Valentine’s Day would become his most hated holiday from then on. He looked around the restaurant and saw that it was filled to the brim. People at the entrance were getting turned away for not having reservations. Felix wondered how many other ShrinkMate™ people were in the restaurant with him. He knew he couldn’t be the only one.
“Love you and sex, right?” Felix turned his attention back to Cassie, who had food smeared around her lips.
“Yeah, we gotta fuck.”
The upper-class diners looked over in disgust at Cassie, but she didn’t seem to care about the stares.
Felix sighed.
“Oh, what’s that I hear?” Cassie asked. “Is someone upset with me?” She wiped her hands and mouth with her white linen napkin and then pulled her phone from her purse. She scrolled through apps when Felix spoke up.
“No, Cassie, please! I’m just tired, is all.”
“I’ll be the judge of that!” She had a big grin. “I want you to profess your love to me! Say it again. Tell me how much you love me and my body. Don’t skimp on the details or I’ll shock ya for ten minutes straight.”
Felix begged. “Cassie, please don’t hurt me again.”
“Then tell me how much you love me, silly. Everything will be alright if you say that!”
Felix shook in his seat, voice quavering as if standing in front of millions to give a speech. “I-I love you, Cassie. I love everything about you. Your body, your pretty face, your heavenly … scent—and your personality. I think you’re great and I want to be with you this Valentine’s Day.”
“See,” she said, clicking something on her phone, “was that so hard?”
Felix gasped, feeling around the back of his head for the microchip and wondering why he didn’t get zapped. Did he trick Cassie’s app? If so, it probably picked up that he “loved” Cassie, meaning he was close to getting his size back! All he had to do was fuck and cum inside Cassie, and then presto! Normal size again.
“I love you, too, Felix,” she said with a wink.
Those words hit him oddly. Was the girl actually falling for him? Surely, he was just a novelty to her. Right?
“I can wait for you to fuck me tonight!” She slammed her open palm against the table, causing the silverware and dishes to rattle. Heads turned once again. “Don’t go easy on me. I like it fucking rough. Hear that? Rough sex. We’re gonna fuck hard and non-stop. I want you so far up my ass that you’ll give me a colonoscopy while you’re at it!”
He nodded and blushed from all the stares he was getting from the snobby patrons.
Cassie’s phone rang for a video call. She showed Felix the caller ID read “Simone W.” A picture of Simone’s surprised face that Cassie snapped at work was in the center. “Hey Simone! Did you see my Valentine’s date?”
“Tell me this is a fucking joke!” Simone said with enough fury to distort the speaker on Cassie’s phone.
“What? No joke,” Cassie said with a pretend smile that was teetering on a laugh. “Felix and I’ve been seeing each other for a while now. Haven’t I told you? Anyway, did you like the video of him saying how much he loves me? I won’t be surprised if he gets his size back within an hour. Little guy can’t keep his hands off me.”
“Cassie, what are you doing?” Felix shouted. His eyes bulged upon saying that. His hand whipped behind his head to feel the microchip. It didn’t go off. He wasn’t mad at Cassie and that’s perhaps why. “Cassie, please stop talking to her. Hang up!”
“He did the ShrinkMate™ thing for me!” Cassie said. “Anyone ever ShrinkMate™ for you?”
“What the fuck!” Simone said. “You’ve been going out with him? He ShrinkMate’d for you? Show him to me! I want to see his pathetic, cheating ass!”
“Hmm. Probably not a good idea, because we are at Mortimer’s.” Then, in a loud whisper, she said, “He’s going all out, buying me this fancy dinner. Anyway, ciao, darling! If Felix doesn’t go back to normal, maybe I’ll bring him by the office so you can talk to him.”
“Oh, I’ll fucking love that, and I’ll tell you one more thing, if I—”
Cassie hung up. “Oh, she’s lovely, isn’t she?”
“How can you do that?” he asked, standing up. His emotions were on the cusp of exploding. He reminded himself of the pain and to hold back. “You didn’t have to do that, Cassie!”
“I did, though!” Cassie cut another piece of steak, shoved it in her mouth, and washed it down with Pinot Noir. She lazily held the wineglass in her hand as she spoke. “Now you can forget about that slut and focus on loving me.”
***
“You almos’ go’ idd,” Cassie said with a gaping mouth. She drooled all over Felix’s suit-clad body as he tugged on a chunk of meat between her molars. He’d already scraped and cut his palms on her jagged, porcelain teeth as he yanked on the brown piece of meat. Finally, with one last great tug, the piece came loose, and he went flying back into her palm. “You did it! Ooo, that was a big piece. Give it back!”
Felix looked at the shredded meat. The chunk was comparable to his head. He tossed it between Cassie’s lips, where she greedily swallowed the meat.
Cassie walked from the entrance of her apartment to her bedroom, passing a door that had a “Do Not Enter” sign on it. Felix came close to asking her about it but realized he didn’t care.
The ride in her palm was comfortable as ever. She absorbed a lot of shock from her steps and would counter for the sway of her hands, offering Felix a smoother ride than a hot-air balloon through calm skies. He turned around to look up at her. She was already staring back down at him. She was remarkably beautiful for someone who had a shit personality and immoral ethics. But despite this, her eyes had this sincere look to them. She looked at him with the aww and protection that comes from someone seeing a poor puppy alone in the gutters during a rainstorm.
“Can I talk to Simone?”
“We’ve been over this, silly. You and she are nothing anymore. It’s just you and me from now on.”
“Please, Cassie … Just one short little phone call?”
Cassie pulled out her phone and showed the screen that was on the ShrinkMate™ app.
“Stop! Don’t—”
“Just a warning this time. But if I hear that name one more time …”
“Okay, okay. I’m sorry.”
Cassie put Felix on her bed with tender care and then undid the straps on her sandals. She got on the bed; the weight displacement on the mattress caused Felix to lose his balance and go tumbling towards her knees and arms as she crawled in. She backed herself against four pillows and crossed her legs at the ankle.
“Can you give me a foot massage?”
Felix nodded. He walked down the length of her legs and looked around her dark bedroom. He saw movies stacked around her TV. Mostly rom-coms from what he could see.
He couldn’t deny Cassie’s attractiveness and at first glance, it could lead some people to question why she’s single. But given her personality towards him and ruining his relationship with long-term girlfriend hinted to why Cassie was single.
Felix’s nostrils twitched the closer he came to her feet. No longer were they adorned with the soapy smell of her shower earlier. Now they stunk of leather and sweat. He took in another whiff and felt the area underneath the bridge of his nose go sharp. Like the smell was concentrating on that one spot with a thousand needles.
It wasn’t his favorite smell.
But at least it didn’t make him throw up his clam chowder from earlier. He pressed his body against her wrinkly, yielding soles. Her toes curled high above his head as she reacted to his minute touches. Felix became intensely curious, looking at her soles. He ran his fingers against the deep ridges that made up her footprint. Like running his fingers against a textured wall made of dough.
“That tickles!” she giggled from over a hundred feet away.
Felix pushed himself into her soles again, this time with both his palms and chest flat against her skin. He could feel her scent transferring to his suit, marking him like a dog marks a fire hydrant.
He rubbed his hands against large swaths of her skin. Exploring the unique landscape of her foot. The arch felt much more malleable than the calloused heels. The edge of her foot created this thickness that was compressible yet stubbornly firm. Grabbing handfuls of her foot flesh in her hands, he gave them a squeeze. His smaller than rice-grain fingers sent an electrical feeling down Cassie’s body that floored her.
“I can’t reach your toes,” Felix said, not feeling like himself. He kept his mind blank because he didn’t want to dwell on his request. He just needed to act. Less than a couple of hours to prove himself before getting stuck as a tiny forever.
Cassie bent her legs at the knee and laid her feet flat on her bed. Felix followed and got on his knees in front of ten perfect toes painted with dark, metallic purple nail polish. He wiped her large toenail the way he’d wipe the steam off a bathroom mirror. It was smoother and glossier than the porcelain. His fingers ran up her toe and felt the fuzz of hair growing there, noting that Cassie kept it trim.
The smell no longer bothered him. He wasn’t sure if he was becoming nose blind to her odor or if he was enjoying it. He stuck his face between her big and second toe and drew in a deep breath. Felix held in the smell in his nose and brain, feeling himself become high as a kite before releasing. He saw stars before almost passing out. It stunk. But like a good kind of stink. He crawled over toes and gave them a rub with his hands while stealing deep breaths of her unique chemistry.
“That feels like heaven,” Cassie said, her voice surrounding him from all angles. “Maybe I don’t want you full sized!”
Felix could hear her smile. He didn’t respond and spent his time on each of her toes, his face coming so close his lips brushed against her impeccably smooth skin. The crevices between her skin and toes trapped sweaty moisture and held a cloud of stench that Felix’s nose vacuumed up. It was so bad. But his high kept elevating each time he took a whiff. His cock stirred in his pants.
Suddenly, Cassie’s finger shoved him over onto his back and on the bed, pinning him under her index finger. He grabbed the telephone pole-sized digit that was on his chest and looked up with pleading eyes and upturned brows.
“Did I do something wrong?” he asked in a pitiful tone.
Cassie grinned. She removed her finger, and then his vision of her face was blocked by the underside of her toes. All five digits came down on him, trapping him in the valley between toes and the ball of her feet. One tiny scrunch of the toes was all it took to snuggly encase him under her feet.
With his arms pinned to the side of his body, Felix could no longer massage Cassie. So he leaned forward and gave the underside of her second toe a kiss. Cassie’s moan began deep in her throat and ended in her foot where she vibrated Felix. Encouraged, he continued licking the underside of her toes and getting a taste of her, which overpowered his dinner from earlier. Without thinking, Felix bucked his hips in the air, feeling the friction of pants against his manhood before contacting Cassie’s toe.
After a few humps and licks, Cassie removed her foot, and in its place came a crisp, fresh air that stung Felix. His warm toe-blanket vanished during mid-hump and lick. Cassie leaned over, surrounding him in a stage curtain of her blonde locks.
“You liked that?”
Felix swallowed saliva dipped in her juicy flavor. His cock pitched a tent, and his hands trembled as he realized what he was just doing.
“I, um?”
“Looks like you liked that,” she said. Her finger came hovering over his body, index finger extending lightly touching the tip of his cock. He nearly exploded right there. She maneuvered her fingers expertly so that it playfully shoved his shaft against his waist. Her fingertip ran down the shaft and onto balls.
“Oh, fuck.”
“Do you like that, too?” she asked with a smile.
“I love it.”
“Take off your clothes.”
Felix kicked off his shoes and stripped in a flash. The high from her scent was still lingering in his mind and electrifying his brain. Once naked, Cassie readjusted herself and was on her belly. She stuck out her tongue and licked up his inner legs, curling her tongue at the tip and shoveling his balls into her saliva coated tongue. She then licked up his shaft and relaxed her tongue, so it fell on him like a weighted blanket.
The texture of her tongue against his cock provided a ribbed feeling like no other. He whimpered as she continued lapping him up. Each lick of her tongue nearly burst the dam of cum he had backed up.
“Cassie …”
“Yes?”
“This feels so amazing.” He pushed her tongue off his swollen cock, which, at that point, needed the slightest stimulation to set it off. “I don’t understand. Why did you make me go through all that other stuff?”
“If you can’t handle me at my worst—you don’t deserve me at me best.”
Her plump, pillowy lips came down on his body and compressed him against her warm comforter. He felt a cool breeze of air around his body suddenly getting sucked into her cavernous maw before his cock got pulled into her mouth. He groaned and grabbed fistfuls of bedsheets as his cock was pulled into her mouth by the force of her suction.
It was too much. He stopped holding back and climaxed in her mouth. His teeny ropes of cum getting inhaled and lost in the back of her throat, almost unnoticeable to Cassie. She felt him go limp under her lips, so she finished him off by licking him like a popsicle. His hyper-sensitive cock flinched from the powerful sensation of her licks.
“Cassie?”
“Hmm?”
“It’s your turn.”
***
Felix grabbed the metallic zipper in his hand and then ran the length of Cassie’s back to unzip her dress. The giant woman giggled; impressed he managed to free her considering how weak he was.
Cassie kicked off the rest of his dress and let it fall to the ground. It came to no surprise to Felix that she wore no underwear. Like an explorer, Felix stood at the top of her mountainous ass and admired the sight. Her glutes had a spring when he walked on them, making him curious and jumping a few times on her bubbly butt. Surprisingly, he jumped up in the air like a trampoline.
“If you’re done jumping around, I can use some loving.”
Felix nodded, not that she could see it, and jumped down her crack, slithering his way past her cheeks and fought against the tonnage of ass fat to get to her hole and give her an unforgettable rim job.
Her moans were like music to his ears. He shoved himself deeper into the heat, both sweaty and worked up. Cassie grabbed a pillow, brought it between her legs, and humped it while her ShrinkMate™ shoved a fist, then an arm, into her asshole.
Cassie slipped a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit while Felix went to town between her butt cheeks. Her anus puckered and swallowed his body with each convulsion. He tried pulling his arm out, but another pucker caused his body to get pulled into her, his face slamming into her skin.
Cassie rubbed one cheek in her free hand, giving it a squeeze before thunder-clapping it with her flat palm. It left Felix shell shocked with a high-pitched ringing in his ears before it died down.
As Felix struggled to play a game of tug-o-war with Cassie’s ass, she was furiously rubbing her clit and reaching climax all while humping her pillow. She pulled out her fingers from her pussy, laced with her juices, and then pressed on Felix until he entered her sphincter. With wild abandonment, she flexed and puckered her butt until her ass ate most of Felix. This time, he didn’t fight her. He shoved himself forward until he was her fully submerged buttplug.
Cassie lost track of how many times she came.
***
After cleanup, they were back in her bed. She slept in the nude with one leg over her pillow.
“You can have all the fun you want,” she said. “Sleep wherever. I rarely move when I’m out.”
Felix found warmth at the top of her breasts, under her face and arm that was thrown to the side. Not where he expected his night to end. He was sure … what’s her name would’ve been too scared of him to sleep with her like this.
“Cassie?
“Mmm?”
“I’m sorry about the stuff I said earlier. This has been a lot more fun than I thought it would be.” He ran his fingers against her silky-smooth breast skin. “I love you, Cassie. I really mean it.”
“That’s nice.”
She fell asleep and snored lightly, while Felix snuggled himself between her tits. Her warmth and scent were recognizable and brought him comfort. He fell asleep to the rhythmic beating of her heart.
***
“Wait, this can’t be possible.” Felix walked to the edge of Cassie’s bed and looked around her room. He was still three inches tall, well past the midnight deadline. But I did everything! We had sex, and I loved her. I really loved her. Why am I still tiny?
“Hey, big guy,” Cassie said with a yawn. She stretched her limbs before relaxing and turning her head to Felix. “Aww, you stayed small for me? That works for me!”
“Something’s wrong, Cassie. Why didn’t I get my size back?” He faced her and touched the microchip on the back of his head. “I-I need to make a phone call. This thing doesn’t work.”
“It works fine.” She reached over and pinched his left ankle and then pulled him. He fell on his bare ass, getting dragged on his back towards her. “C’mere. I need some lovin’ this morning.”
“Didn’t you hear me? This might be permanent!”
“It is.” She then lifted upside and brought him to her eyes. “And now you’re mine forever. My little Valentine’s present!” She quickly took him down the length of her body and stopped between her spread legs. She plunged him in her pussy without further ceremony.
***
Cassie dressed up in her lazy house clothes: gray sweats and a white tee. Her bare feet pattered against the hardwood flooring in her apartment and went to the kitchen, leaving Felix on her bed, ignoring him.
Felix used her bed sheets to wipe her juices off him, but the stench of her sex would remain on him until he showered. He watched Cassie leave her room and felt her booming steps fading away. He slid down her overhanging comforter and raced after her, calling her name when he got close to her dining table.
“Cassie, aren’t you going to help me?” he asked.
“Oh, hey! Are you hungry?” She slammed her left foot in front of him. “Climb on up!”
Felix groaned but did as he was told. He took a second to admire her feet before climbing on top of them, smelling her pleasant scent as he climbed over her toes. He grabbed hold of her sweats and made the arduous trek up her shin, over her knees, and then down her thigh. He was out of breath and lethargic, fearing he would fall over either side at any second.
“Keep going!” she said with a grin. “C’mon, get on my shoulder.”
Felix strategized his next move. Instead of climbing outside of her shirt, he pulled her white shirt over him and walked up to her midriff inside. He then climbed up the shirt with her bare skin against his back.
“Ooo, cheeky. I like that.”
Once he reached her breasts, he flipped over and hurled himself on top of her tits. From there, he continued upward, reaching her collarbone, and then the outside of the shirt. Once out, he clambered out from under the shirt and sat winded on her shoulder.
“Good job! You’re the best one yet!” she giggled. “Want some of my cereal?”
Felix looked down at her bowl of Cheerios. Typical Saturday morning food for a child and not a woman in her thirties.
“Cassie, I’m getting really scared that this is permanent.”
“It is!” Her giggle almost sent him tumbling. “But why does that scare you? Don’t you love me?”
“… I think I do. I’m sure I do. It started weird between us. You did make me mad, but I had fun during our time together. And you’re right; if I can’t love you at your worst, I don’t deserve you at your best. And y’know what? They both weren’t bad. Your ass is so fucking huge, and you got the most perfect feet I’ve ever seen.”
Cassie cooed, “Aww, you sweet little guy. But—” She shoved a spoonful of cereal in her mouth and chewed loudly as she spoke simultaneously. “—you hesitated about loving me. There’s a part of you that doesn’t. Maybe that’s why you didn’t get your size back to normal. Hungry?” She stuck out her tongue with masticated cereal clumped on it.
Felix marveled at the sight, no longer disgusted with her. Full fat milk stained the top of her tongue and coursed between her tastebuds like miniature rivers. The cereal clump on her tongue smelled sugary. Felix walked up to her tongue and lowered his face into the mess. Their tongues touched as he scooped up a small sampling for himself. He was a lot hungrier than he would admit and would use this as an excuse to eat from her mouth like a baby bird, but the other part of him wanted a taste of sweet, sweet Cassie.
He stood back and ate his share while Cassie swallowed.
“You think,” he said, “I can look at the manual I came with?”
“Why?”
“I want to check something.”
Her huge fingers came around and plucked him from where he stood. Her digit covered his upper chest and provided just the right amount of pressure to pick him up. A short ride later, he was on her table and already flipping through the booklet that was the size of a poker table.
Cassie’s teeth shredding her cereal filled his ears while he flipped through the pages. He found the rule about professing love … but saw nothing related to sex. Strange. The rule stated he had until the end of Valentine’s Day to profess his love to whomever—not necessarily Cassie or the person that paired his microchip to the app.
“Cassie, I’m confused. This book makes little sense. I’m lost.”
She giggled. “Lost? How? The clues have been in front of you this entire time.”
“Clues?”
Felix looked away from the grinning giant woman and thought about his brief time with her. There were strange things about Cassie from the start, but he always figured that was just her personality. In her purse … Why did she have a microfiber towel ready to go? Was that something normal for Cassie to carry? Or did she know she was going to be carrying a ShrinkMate™ tiny?
“You pre-staged your purse. You were expecting me.”
She gave him a wink.
There was something else about the purse. The letters inside weren’t for the holiday but addressed to someone named “Winters.” The caller ID during dinner showed “Simone W.” for Simone Winters, his girlfriend.
“You did something to make it, so you got Simone’s mail.”
“Changed the address in our cubicle farm. Our regular mail clerks don’t often check addresses and just deliver to the person. But every once in a while, I get her mail if another clerk is working. And the delivery guy from ShrinkMate™? How the hell was he supposed to know what Simone looked like? I bought flowers for Simone, cheap ones, and addressed them from you. Easy-peasy.”
“This was all a set up! You wanted me this entire time because you’re some lonely, crazy person!” Felix covered his mouth and then felt around for his microchip. Why didn’t it go off? “Oh, no.”
“Figured out more?” Cassie Cage smiled ear-to-ear.
“The manual says nothing about the chip shocking tinies.”
“Nope!”
“You’re a programmer. The book on your desk at work.” Felix looked down so dejected and used. “You used your phone to hack my chip and zap me on purpose.”
Cassie grabbed her bowl of cereal and drank the milk. When she set the bowl back down, she had a milk mustache that she cleaned with her forearm. She leaned back in her seat and drummed on her belly a few times with her hands. The reverberations were great enough that Felix could feel the hair on his arms standing up with each tap.
“First of all, fuck learning C++. Second, if I didn’t do all that, we would’ve gone through this whole song and dance with you resisting me and crying about your girlfriend. So much easier to just zap you like a redhead to get you in line.”
He shook his head. “And you made a hint there were others earlier. They’re behind that door with the “Don’t Enter” sign, huh? Fuck. I should’ve known something was up when you took us to the Mortimer’s on Valentine’s Day. You had a reservation and a tiny table ready for me. You’ve had all this planned! Fucking hell.”
Cassie giggled. “Don’t beat yourself up so much! It wasn’t that obvious, was it?”
Felix looked over at the “Do Not Enter” sign on the door leading to a room he hadn’t been in. “How many others are there?”
She did a long blink and shrugged her shoulders.
“So, this is what you do? Trick tinies into loving you before locking them up?” Felix spoke like someone who accepted his fate, knowing he’d never get out of Cassie’s clutches. “Is it because you can’t get a date with a normal person?”
Cassie rolled her eyes and let out a mocking laugh. “Oh, puh-leeze. You don’t think I can get a date?” She pointed at her body and face. Even without makeup and rolling out of bed with hair all over the place, she was a beauty. She then sat back and kicked up her dirty feet beside Felix. “Like I give a shit about normies. Tinies! Tinies are what I want. And I want them to want me.” She wagged her feet. “Now that you know I fucked your life so I can keep you all to myself forever, do you still love me?” She left her mouth open with a wide smile. “I bet you want to lick my feet and then climb up my ass, don’t ya?”
Felix sighed. He looked over at her enormous feet. “I do.”
“Great!” She jumped to her feet and grabbed him in her fist. “And you will have fun licking my feet and climbing into my ass … when it’s your turn. I got like twenty tinies so far, and they’re all ahead of you.”
“Wait, Cassie, don’t you like me the most?”
Cassie laughed. “No!”