Beth and Mateo
===
“It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.”
“No … But it would be terrible,” Mateo said to his giant girlfriend. “Especially after everything Tricia went through.”
“Eh. She can consider this part of her punishment.” Beth groaned as she braced one hand on the bathroom counter and the other on her stomach.
Mateo stood next to the sink basin and stood still while looking at Beth’s hard abs. An empty bottle of ipecac stood as tall as Mateo, its contents inside Beth, along with an extra treat. They filled the sink halfway with cool water; its surface rippled with waves each time Beth’s stomach grumbled.
“Is it working?” Mateo asked.
“Yeah, sadly.” Beth felt herself heave. “I’d rather keep this extra protein down, Boo. All this throwing up isn’t doing any good for my gains.”
Mateo ignored her and simply watched his half-naked girlfriend with awe. Both hands gripped the edges of the counter as her body tensed. She heaved again, her mouth opening into an O position.
“You got this Beth. She’s almost out.”
“I’m trying to hold her in,” Beth moaned. “If Tricia gets away with eating all those innocent people, I should be able to digest someone who—” Beth vomited into the sink.
Aside from the bile and normal stomach contents, there were two unusual items. A clear spherical object with an LED in it and Melissa. Tricia’s mother landed with a splash in the pool of water in the sink. When she resurfaced, she was screaming bloody murder. Her eyes sealed shut and her skin reddened. The one-inch woman thrashed in the water, spitting out every curse word she knew.
Mateo walked to the edge of the basin and asked, “How was it?” He was serious and full of intrigue.
“Fucking, fuck you, you little downsized shit. I fucking hate you all. Go to hell with the both of you! This is so disgusting! I will find my husband, and he’ll make an example out of the two of you, you … you pieces of shit. Downsized-loving cunt, you fucking bitch. Don’t ever fucking touch me again or I’ll—”
A waterfall of new bile vomited out of Beth’s mouth. It landed squarely on Melissa, sinking her deep into the water.
Beth wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “If I’m doing that again, boo, I ain’t drinking that stuff! She’s getting digested!”
Tricia & Kamila
===
It took Tricia close to an hour to lug the 80-pound concrete bag up to Beth’s apartment. Once she finished heaving it up the stairs and to the door that led to the village, she collapsed on the floor and laid her back against the wall, catching her breath. The bag weighed more than half her bodyweight and was far more challenging than she thought it would be.
“Hey!” Kamila came running up to Tricia’s side, stopping by her hips. “Are you ready for a break? I can give your feet a massage.”
Tricia shook her head. “Maybe later. I gotta get this done before—”
“Well, well, well.” Beth came walking up to Tricia. “Already slacking on, I see.”
“I’m not,” Tricia said. “I just need a second to—”
Beth picked up the bag of concrete as if it were a pillow and held it under her arms. “I don’t want to hear your excuses. I’m taking this back down to the sidewalk. Come get it and bring it back here and get to work. If I catch you being lazy again, next time I’ll make you lug two bags at the same time.”
“Beth!” Kamila shouted as she ran up to Beth’s sandaled feet.
“Yes, honey?” Beth’s tone changed immediately when speaking to the downsized woman.
“Tricia barely sat down. That’s not fair what you’re making her do!”
“It’s okay, Kamila,” Tricia said, getting up to her own feet. “I deserve it.”
Beth shrugged at Kamila. “You heard her.”
Lin
===
Lin and Brian reached a mutual relationship where Lin oversaw all aspects of his life, and he accepted it without resistance. He never went hungry, and she never hurt him—that much. He was her Ken doll. A figure she would toy and mess around with when in a playful mood, horny, or bored.
“Miss your old life?” she asked while laying her head against her plush pillow. In her hand, a silicon dildo going in and out of her.
Brian was on her breasts. “Far as I know, my life started with you, babe.” He went back to massaging her erect nipple and lapping the hard, pink nub with his tongue. “Fuck living in a junkyard. I’m in heaven now.”
She pressed her finger against the back of his head and force rubbed his face into her nipple. With the scale difference, the nub was coarse and unyielding like a tire on a semi-truck. Her nipple was enough to bang up his face and bruise his nose.
“Less talk, more rubbing.”
-
Lin was unaware of Tricia’s Trial and would’ve scoffed at such a practice. Getting in trouble for unregistered downsizers? Her auntie, who she hadn’t heard from in weeks, told her about the junkyard. There was a redhead and a mother she was supposed to nab, but they weren’t on the bus like her auntie said.
Either way, she and Tricia walked away with some fun little downsizers to play with. Brian was a treasure to Lin, and it gave her pause to think about downsizers in general. There was nothing wrong with them. They were fun and completely vulnerable to anything that popped into her head. Why hate any part of that?
As she watched him paint her toenails red, her mind filled with intrusive thoughts. The ease it would take to stomp him, eat him, throw him out the window, throw him into the garbage disposal. It would take no energy to flick him against his head and kill him from the blunt force trauma.
“All done with this foot!” he said happily as he carried the brush, longer than his body, to her next foot.
Lin had her feet on a towel and watched him carry the brush over his shoulder with a trot in his steps. He looked so adorable and happy to be doing this chore for Lin, his big girlfriend.
“Want to take a break?” Lin asked. “We can cuddle and watch that movie you’ve been talking about.”
“Sounds great! But let me finish this for you?”
“You don’t have to break your back, Brian!”
“It’s okay, I swear. I want to do this.”
Lin smiled as she let out a breath. There were so many horrible things she could do at that moment. But watching him having fun servicing her brought her more joy than any action she could’ve done. So, she didn’t spoil the moment. She tilted her head and watched her tiny boyfriend shower her with love.
Evie
===
Evie sat at her office desk; Beth and Tricia sat across from her with their respective downsizers in their hands. Evie opened a manila folder, read some notes, and then looked up at Tricia.
“Did you tell her?” Evie asked.
“Not yet,” Tricia said. “I wanted to hear from you before I said anything.”
“What are you guys talking about?” Beth asked.
“You want me to tell her?” Evie asked, politely ignoring Beth.
“Tell me what!” Beth said.
“Go for it,” Tricia said.
“Very well. NanoHabitats has been under damage control ever since Tricia’s unannounced visit inside Lilliputian Lakes. They’ve been trying hard to control the narrative and make it sound like Tricia visiting the downsized community was purposeful.”
Evie turned on the TV in her office and flipped it to a news channel. They watched a press conference with a NanoHabitat executive reassuring the press that the human inside Lilliputian Lakes was part of a planned human-downsizer interaction program they are testing. They reassured no one was in danger, and that the human inside the city was well trained and had a DPS agent monitoring the event. Evie muted the TV.
“They’re lying,” Beth said. “Why don’t they say what really happened? One—corrupt ass mayor holding people hostage. Two—human comes inside to stop him because the cops can’t even be trusted.”
“To save their bottom line,” Evie said, clasping her fingers and leaning forward. “See, NanoHabitats is in the business of downsizing humans. They liquidate their customers’ assets, shrink them, take a cut, make them work and buy stuff in their communities, and make money in their form of taxes. If humans are scared or doubt downsizing, they lose money through potential clients. Tricia’s little visit inside Lilliputian Lakes could hurt NanoHabitats financially.”
“I don’t give a shit,” Tricia said. She leaned back in her seat and held Kamila close to her chest. “They’re a rich ass company but can’t allow unregistered downsizers to live inside their protected walls? Make them live in a junkyard with tarantulas and coyotes. Fuck them.”
Evie smiled. “My thoughts as well. And I told them that when I had my meeting with them. That’s where you come in, Beth.”
“Me? What do I have to do with this?” Beth asked while rubbing Mateo’s back in circular motions with her thumb as he sat in her palm.
“Former Mayor Richard Pearson—”
“Dick,” Tricia said. “You mean, Dick Pearson.”
Evie nodded. “Old Dick handed me a lot of incriminating evidence of NanoHabitats executives forming this plan to work unregistered downsizers to death, paying them slave wages, and not even letting them live inside the community. You should’ve seen their faces when I showed them what I had.”
“That’s great!” Beth said. “But what does that have to do with me?”
“Tell her, Tricia,” she said with a huge grin.
Tricia turned in her seat to face Beth. “Remember Jane? She’s having her wedding next week and invited me inside Lilliputian Lakes to join her wedding and gave me a plus one.”
Beth’s eyes went to Kamila, who was holding onto Tricia’s thumb. “Okay, so what? You’re telling me this to rub it in my face?”
“No, Beth. The plus one is for a human. I’m asking if you want to go to the wedding with me inside Lilliputian Lakes.”
Everyone outside Evie’s office in the bullpen stopped when they heard a celebratory shouting coming from inside. Through the blinds on the windows to Evie’s office, they could see a tall girl jumping with her hands up in the air.
“No fucking way!” Beth shouted. She had transferred Mateo to the desk, where he held his hands to his ears as his girlfriend cheered. “Me? I’m going inside Lilliputian Lakes? Evie, can I get a CoH from everybody inside? Have you seen those videos where they release puppies on someone laying on the floor and the little doggies crawl all over them? Can we do that? I want that. I want all the downsizers to play with me—and I want to walk downtown and visit every single house that exists.”
“Beth,” Evie laughed. “Easy girl. It’s a wedding in a field that you’re going to. I can work something out for you to visit some of the city, but you’re going to a wedding, remember?”
“Oh, yeah, sure, sure. Peace, I got you.” She sat back in her seat. “How’s this possible?”
Evie said, “It’s that leverage I got on NanoHabitats. Also, this plays into their narrative of allowing humans to visit once in a while. Be on your best behavior, and you might get more invites.”
“Oh, fuck yeah!”
“Beth?” Mateo said.
“Yeah, boo?”
“There’s something I want to do when we go to Lilliputian Lakes.”
“What’s that?”
“So, there’s this lake in the center …”
“Dick” Pearson
===
“Stop! Why are you doing this? I gave you all what you wanted!” the former mayor said.
They were at the end of a small dock, at a pond near Hazel's house. It was a warm sunny day, with mosquitoes and other insects flying about. Hazel tied dental floss around his waist and arms about a hundred times. She then tied the other end of the string to her big toe.
“Your cooperation is much appreciated,” Emma said, standing in front of him. “But it doesn’t absolve you for all the shit you put unregistered downsizers through. Oh, and trying to kill me. I’m still sore about that.”
Hazel sat at the end of the dock and leaned back on her elbows. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warm rays of sunlight on her exposed skin. She crossed her bare legs, her foot up in the air with the string dangling from it.
“What are you going to do?” Pearson's face looked pathetic as he looked up at the rope attached high above his head.
“Me and Haze are fishing for bass. We were going to skip fishing this weekend because we were out of worms. But when Evie handed you to Haze …” she laughed. “I thought you’d make some decent bait. Ah, who am I kidding? You’d probably suck at that, too.”
“You’ll kill me!”
“Maybe. I’m not sure if they’re biting today. Hey, we’ll pull you out of this fish. I guess. Maybe. I don’t know.”
“Stop this! Y-you can’t continue with this madness!”
“Madness?” Emma said, her face formed a scowl. She’d been waiting for this moment ever since watching that movie. “This. Is. Sparta!” She kicked him in the chest, sending him back over the ledge of the dock. He screamed as his tied-up body landed with a teeny splash in the still pond.
“You’re so lame,” Hazel said to Emma.
“Lame? Did you see that? That was fucking awesome! Bring him up so I can do it again.”
“Maybe later.” Hazel playfully twisted her ankle and danced her foot around, feeling the slight resistance of Pearson against her big toe, while the former mayor treaded the surface of the water.
The mayor struggled within his bindings, kicking his legs and jerking his torso to keep his head above water. His tiny self created tiny waves in the pond, creating a gentle lapping against the wooden support posts of the dock, leaving behind a plunk type sound. Emma stood next to her girlfriend’s other foot while peering over the edge. The smell of algae was strong, as if baked in an oven before rising to their noses.
The serene moment was only interrupted by the gurgling sounds of Pearson choking for air. Hazel scrunched her toes up and down, bobbing the former mayor like a buoy in a storm in the pond. Splaying her toes, she admired her metallic mint green polish and could hardly see the thin white floss around her big toe. The tiniest movements from her toes elicited the most frantic struggles from the mayor.
Emma leaned against her girlfriend’s ankles while she kept a close watch on him.
“How’s he doing down there?”
“He’s fine. Drowning a little.”
Hazel, without moving an inch of her body, except for her toe moving upwards, asked, “How about now?”
Emma watched Pearson gasping for air. He looked like a mummy because of how much floss was wrapped around him. He shook his head and gasped. Looking up, he saw Emma staring back at him. He shouted for mercy.
“Dunk him back down!” Emma said. “We ain’t catching fish like this!”
Hazel lowered her toe and then bounced her foot left and right. “We’re not catching any fish in this pond. There are none!”
“Yeah, but he doesn’t know that. So, shhh!”
Hazel played with him some more while she and Emma talked. Occasionally, Hazel would lift her toe up for Pearson to take a breather. When Pearson was back in the water, he began wriggling extra hard and panicking. Drowning as he was trying to say something.
“I don’t care what you have to say!” Emma shouted. “You tried killing me. A little bit of water won’t hurt you. Ya big baby.”
Just then a fish sprang out of the water and snapped, narrowly missing the mayor because Hazel chose that exact moment to swing her foot to the left. The fish crashed down back into the pond and disappeared under the murky water.
“Holy shit!” Emma shouted.
Hazel panicked and sat up. She used her hands to pull up Pearson from the water as more fish came crashing to the surface.
“Oops!” Hazel said.
“Oops?” Pearson shouted. “That’s all you have to say for almost getting me killed back there.”
“Oh, shut up,” Hazel said, obviously short with the guy that almost killed the love of her life. “Say one more word, and you’ll be sleeping with the fishies.”
“Oh, my God!” Emma shouted. “And you gave me shit for what I said earlier? You’re so pathetic.”
Principal Carol Sullivan
===
Carol looked at the invitation in her hand: an award from the superintendent for her outstanding performance as principal at a mixed-sized high school. Discipline and order were superb with zero complaints coming from downsized students regarding their integration with human students.
Carol dressed herself in her fancy business outfit. She had her upper blouse unbuttoned to show off her cleavage and her business skirt hemmed high to show off her legs. As she walked into an administration building. She followed the directions in the invitation until she reached the superintendent’s office.
“Oh, you’re Principal Sullivan, correct?” the receptionist at the front asked.
“That is me.”
“We’ve been expecting you. Right this way.”
The receptionist led Carol to another office in the back and explained her prize and reward would be handed to her by the superintendent. He was running late, so it would be an extra moment. Carol walked inside the nondescript office. White cinderblock walls, a small table and what looked like a camera in the corner.
“Have a seat,” the receptionist said as she locked the door behind her.
“What is this? This looks like a …”
“You’re inside a downsize machine. Take a seat, I insist.”
Carol felt her heart drop. She sat and eyed the Latina with reservations.
“My name is Agent Sofia Rodriguez. I’m from the DPS and have been investigating you for quite some time.” Sofia sat across from her.
“Why would you be investigating me?” Carol tried to remain stoic, but there were telltale breaks in her façade.
“My son goes to your school, Sullivan. He told me everything, so there’s no need to lie to me. I know another student urinated on him and tried flushing him down the toilet. I know you manipulated my son with your body. I’m also dating Charles. Remember him? You seduced him, broke his marriage, and you used your body against him.” Sofia sat emotionless. “Seems to be your M.O.”
“You can’t prove any of that.”
Sofia shrugged. “I’ve interviewed other students, Sullivan. Downsized students. They told me about your special detention.”
Carol remained silent and looked away.
“Normally, I would just downsize you and punish you—that’s just for my son. But the abuses you’ve been racking up.” Sofia made tsking sounds with her tongue and lips. “My poor Charlie that you’ve manipulated. All those students … I got something good planned for you.”
“Don’t downsize me.” She took a breath and fought against her tears. “I got a reputation—”
“Hang on,” Sofia interrupted. “I said I’d normally downsize you.”
“So you won’t?”
“Let me finish. We are doing things differently at the DPS. We’re holding trials nowadays.” Sofia sounded irritated by that last statement. “I’m going to give you two options, Sullivan. We go to trial, present the evidence against you, and then the judge will punish you.”
Carol nodded. “Option two?”
“I downsize you right now and take you into my custody.” Sofia held up a remote that controlled the downsize machine they were inside.
“Why would I ever want to go into your custody? Wouldn’t a trial be better for—”
“Let me paint you a picture. We go to trial, and we air out all your crimes publicly. We subpoena your family, friends, colleagues, neighbors—everyone. The trial will meticulously detail all the bad shit you’ve done to not only my son but to the other students. The breastmilk, your stinky feet detention, and making unethical deals with humans and downsizers to keep the DPS out of your school. I don’t know about you, but I’d say all that would put a ding to your reputation.”
Carol closed her eyes. A single tear traced down her cheek.
“When you’re found guilty, and we will find you guilty, the judge will force downsize you. I’ll recommend you’re downsize to the size Melissa was. You had fun with her at one inch, didn’t you?”
Carol said nothing.
“Ever seen the prison at the DPS? It’s a lot like a human prison, except one agent is enough to look over hundreds of prisoners. We’ll give you a cell that’s about the third the size of a shoebox. One side of your prison is a Plexi-glass window where you’ll be watched. You’ll have a common area, cafeteria, and rec time, just like normal prisoners.”
Sofia sat back and watched Carol sweating in her seat. The principal was thinking fast about what her life would be like in prison. Downsized prison. Not only that, but how the public trial would bring shame to herself and her family.
“You know what they do to prisoners accused of crimes against kids?” Sofia asked. “Human or downsized, the end results are the same. It’s the worst crime you can be in prison for.” Sofia leaned forward. “Now imagine all the prisoners are twice your height. You’re going to be one inch tall in jail.”
“Okay, okay, I get it,” Carol said with wavering voice. “Instead of trial, you want to downsize me and keep me to yourself?”
“Yes.” Sofia crossed her legs and played with her heels until the shoe was only hanging by her toes. “I promise you I won’t hurt you. No torturing, abuse—none of that stuff. But you will be mine. Small price to pay to keep your dirty secret. You can tell everyone you resigned, retired, and left to downsize overseas or whatever. I don’t care.”
“What will you do to me?”
“Whatever I want.” Sofia flicked her heels and wiggled her sweaty toes. “Maybe start with a foot massage.”
“You can’t do this! This is—extortion!”
Sofia slipped her shoes back on and closed her manilla folder. “Take your chances in prison as a child abuser at half the size of the other prisoners. I don’t mind either way. But we can save a lot of time if we skip the trial and you downsize right now. I’ll give you ten seconds to make up your mind.” Sofia looked at the analog watch on her wrist.
Carol fidgeted in her seat. When Sofia said she had two more seconds left, Carol blurted out she didn’t want the trial. She asked Sofia to downsize her and take her into her custody.
“Don’t be rough on me, please.”
“No promises.” Sofia hit the commence button on the remote.
Emma
===
“Whoa, Tricia really put work in,” Hazel said. She sat in the center of Beth’s Village with her legs stretched out. Her skater shoes were on, since Beth never got rid of her no bare feet policy for Hazel. “Looks better than ever.”
Beth’s Village had ballooned to over 120. The unregistered downsizers asked the girls to rescue more of their friends that lived in various places in the big world. The girls happily obliged and went on a spree, collecting downsizers that were down on their luck or didn’t have a home to turn to.
Tricia had paved roads and even created a five-story high-rise with cement, constructing it like how a building in the big world would be built: by using thin metal rods like rebar and constructing it, floor by floor. The garden in the village became larger, growing both fruit and herbs. More electric carts occupied the village, causing Hazel to laugh when she saw actual traffic jams on some roads.
“This is so cool,” Hazel said. “I can just sit here all day and watch them.”
The girls rotated responsibilities in the village, with Tricia doing all the grunt work while Beth and Hazel did the more fun, artistic stuff like painting buildings and decorating house plants around the village.
“Hey, Emma?” Hazel looked around. “Where’d you go?”
“Up here!” Emma shouted from the roof of a high-rise. “Come over here.”
Hazel got on her feet and walked on the roads between houses, avoiding the electric cars zipping by her. The tremors from Hazel dropping to her knees caused the ground to bounce four inches high in downsizer perspective.
“I want a kiss!” Emma shouted.
Hazel leaned in with her puckered lips and gave Emma a gigantic peck. Pulling back, Hazel could see Emma’s admiration soared to new levels. Their passion burned greater than the first time they went all the way.
“I love you,” Hazel said.
“I love you, too.” Emma backed up by one step and said, “Haze, we’ve been together for three years now. We’ve been living under the same roof for most of that time. It’s gotten to the point where I can’t see myself ever separated from you.”
“I feel the same way,” she said in a soft, loving tone.
Emma dropped to her knees.
“Oh my God, what are you doing?”
“Haze, we’re too perfect for each other, and I know with all my heart we’re destined for each other.”
The door to the roof opened and six strong downsizers came out and grabbed a black string that went over the edge of the roof that the giantess hadn’t noticed. Like a game of one-sided tug-a-war, they pulled on the rope, lugging something on the side of the building. Hazel watched with enormous eyes as this thing, covered in a black cloth, got pulled all the way up. Hazel’s eyes darted between her girlfriend and the object.
“Haze, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
When the men finished pulling the thing to the edge of the roof, Emma grabbed the black sheet and pulled it off, showing off a golden diamond-studded ring. Hazel stood frozen, with her mouth gaped. If she looked around the village, she would’ve seen everyone standing outside waiting for her response.
“Marry me, Haze?”
“Fuck yeah!”
Cheers and celebrations broke out. Everyone in the village popped off tiny fireworks and shouted their congratulations. Hazel grabbed the ring a little too quickly and pulled all six men onto their faces as she effortlessly lifted the ring to her face.
“I fucking love it, Em! I fucking love you!” She slipped on the ring and plucked Emma off the roof, showering her with more kisses.
Beth came out of nowhere and pulled Hazel to her feet, congratulating her and hugging her.
Beth and Tricia
===
Warden Beth gave Tricia time off to go shopping at the mall with her for dresses in preparation for the upcoming wedding. Mateo and Kamila tagged along and helped their partners choose the right dress for the wedding. Both Mateo and Kamila loved the experience of being inside the changing room and watching the private gigantic fashion show.
Walking between stores, the girls ran into Evie.
“Hey, what are you doing here?” Evie asked with a smile, hugging each girl.
They explained they were there for the wedding and Evie said she was shopping for baby clothes and furniture for Luna. She lifted her special purse that doubled as a carrier for downsizers. Inside were two rows of seats and the side of the purse was made of hard, clear plastic so they could look out.
Miguel and Luna sat on one bench and waved out. Luna started chattering a million words a minute, so Evie lowered her purse away from their ears.
“Um, I got a small request,” Beth said. “But it’ll require everyone being cool with it.”
-
Beth and Tricia walked to the food court alone. Mateo and Kamila went with Evie and were subjected to Luna as she shopped for her baby.
“What did you want to talk about?” Tricia asked, setting her tray of Chinese food on the table.
Beth set her own tray, with nearly double the food, alongside Tricia. “Wanted to see what’s up.”
“What’s up?” Tricia pulled out her spork from the plastic wrapping. She dug into her fried rice. “What’s up with what?”
“Why did you invite me to Lilliputian Lakes?”
Tricia shrugged. “Don’t you want to go?”
“I do. … Like, really fucking bad.”
“That’s why I asked you to go. Everyone at school knows you’re obsessed with downsizers, Beth.”
“Everyone at school hates me.”
“I don’t hate you.”
Beth set her fork down and stared at Tricia as she chewed on her food.
“What? I don’t.” Tricia said.
“A lot of people don’t like me. A lot of people have stupid reasons for not liking me. You actually have legit reasons for not liking me. I’ve been working you to the bone in my village and making you do stupid shit day in and day out. I should be the last person you ask to join—”
“You're my first and only choice, Beth.” Tricia swallowed her food and talked while gesturing her fork to punctuate her points. “You’re making me work for my crimes. I appreciate that. Seriously, I do. Also … I’ve seen all the shit you’ve done for Mateo and the unregistered downsizers. You’re constantly working for downsizers and even helped set up my trial. For god’s sake, you're letting me live in your apartment! Why do you even ask why I invited you? It’s a no brainer.”
Beth watched as Tricia went back to eating. Beth analyzed her behavior and speech. She didn’t pick up on any deception or even hate against her. Tricia truly seemed different.
“Do you remember this table?” Beth asked.
Tricia lifted her brow and looked around. “This table?”
“When I found out you dumped Mateo because he was downsizing, I came here looking for you.” Beth let the words linger in the air for a moment. “It sickened me that you hurt him. That you would be so sizeist to someone so sweet like him.”
“Yeah,” Tricia said with a heavy heart. “I don’t like to think about that Tricia.”
“I wanted to beat your ass so bad,” Beth said with a laugh. “I was waiting for you to give me that opening.” Beth picked up an eggroll and took a monster bite. “Did anyone see this shit coming? We becoming friends, and you inviting me to a mother-fucking wedding inside Lilliputian Lakes?”
Tricia wiped a piece of eggroll shell that landed on her nose as Beth spoke. “I don’t think anyone could’ve guessed it.” Tricia looked up at Beth and locked eyes with her. “Dziękuję za wszystko, przyjacielu.”
“The hell you call me?”
“Friend,” Tricia said, with a rare smile.
-
“I’m glad if I have to suffer through this,” Miguel said, “that you get to suffer along with me.” He jabbed his son and laughed.
They were in the downsized section of the store, sitting on a bench while Kamila and Luna went wild, going up and down the baby aisles. Evie stood overhead and directed the women to lift up every item they found so she could see. The shopping section for downsizers looked like a miniature railroad set that was out in the open. A simple low-wall was constructed to prevent any downsizer from falling off. The open-air layout allowed Evie to hover overhead like a low-hanging cloud.
“You talk to your mom?” Miguel asked.
“Every day.”
“And.”
“She’s doing great. A lot better than … y’know. Before. Beth and I have dinner planned in a couple of weeks. How about you?”
“Life is good. Upcoming baby takes up my mind. Oh, and Evie is such a wonderful—”
“Dad, that’s not what I meant. How are things with you and mom?”
Miguel breathed heavily through his nose. “It’ll take time for me to forgive her, m’hijo.”
“But you will, right? I did.”
He nodded. “Part of me misses your mother,” he sighed. “She’ll never not be a part of my life. Which means, yeah, I guess I’ll have to forgive.”
“You don’t have to, but it would be nice.”
“Yeah. I know what you mean.”
Felicia
===
“Just stop all this!” Pearson said. “I’ve already been through hell with all of you already.”
“Not with me.”
Pearson and his goon were tied up on Jack's desk, where he had a small terrarium with a snake inside. He and his goon were terrified and had their hearts pounding in their chests.
“You know what it was like living in the junkyard, asshole?” Felicia asked. “You know what kind of animals like to slither where we lived?”
“I don’t want to get eaten by a snake!” he shouted.
“How about me?” Jack asked. He sat in his chair and oversaw the three downsizers on his desk. “I’m pretty pissed off about what you did to my girlfriend.”
“If you’re going to kill me, just do it fast!” Pearson said.
“No, don’t kill me!” the goon said.
“Shut up,” Felicia said. “Nobody is talking to you.”
Jack grabbed Pearson and opened the roof to his terrarium with his free hand. Pearson’s screaming and wriggling reached fevered pitches.
“Nobody fucks with my girl,” Jack said.
“Oh, honey,” Felicia said. “That sounded hot!”
“Really?” His tone changed, sounding excited and proud. “That was good?”
While Jack spoke, Pearson shouted obscenities from that giant’s hand. He was easily ignored.
“Yeah, my big man protecting me is hot as fuck.”
“Sweet.”
“Take off your pants. We’re fucking.”
“Okay, let me put these guys somewhere—”
“No. I want them to watch.”
Jack groaned. “Again?”
Luna
===
“No babe! You stay out of Evie’s pants until I get home. Okay? Okay. I’ll call you at the doctor’s office. Mhmmm, ohhhh … yeahhh. Oh. Huh? Nothing. No, nothing! I mean it!” Luna giggled. “Do as I say, not as I fuck. Hehehe.” She hung up on Liam.
Luna and Miguel were in a hotel room in Lilliputian Lakes. They were both naked with him spooning her, his cock deep inside her.
“That doesn’t sound fair,” Miguel said as he thrusted into her slowly and forcefully.
“Call it payback for him and your wife.”
They spent the night in Lilliputian Lakes because Luna had an early appointment to check on her pregnancy. After which, they were going to catch up with Mateo later, since he was in town for a wedding.
-
After cleaning up, they traveled to the hospital to get her ultrasound. Luna video-called Liam and Evie so they could watch. Precision machines, the size of a car to Luna, but the size of a computer mouse to humans, scanned her baby bump.
“Want to know the sex?” the doctor asked.
“Yes!” everyone shouted, including Liam and Evie on the phone.
“Congratulations, you’re having a baby girl.”
Beth in Lilliputian Lakes
===
Engineers made the hole into Lilliputian Lakes larger to accommodate Beth. She and Tricia walked inside and stood at the distribution warehouse where Tricia first showed up a few weeks back.
“I hate wearing dresses.” Beth adjusted the tight green garment around her muscly body.
“You look great, Beth!” Mateo said, strapped to her shoulder.
Tricia led the way and was in a dress herself. A simple black one that ended mid-thigh. Kamila was in a matching dress and rode in Tricia’s palm. Both girls wore sandals.
“You look extra sexy, Tricia,” Kamila said.
“You, too!” She gave her a kiss.
-
A police escort guided the woman all the way to the site of the wedding. Tricia was a little annoyed that she was pulling attention away from Jane, but the bride seemed ecstatic. It felt like most of Lilliputian Lakes residents came out to the field where the wedding was to witness the two giantesses in their city.
The shock was that the larger giantess seemed to be in a class of her own. She made Tricia look much smaller by comparison. They greeted the girls and took selfies with them towering in the background. Tricia was passive to the attention, while Beth was giddy and full of smiles. She posed for the cameras and held Mateo between her fingers for the shots.
“This is the greatest day of my life!” Beth said. “I want to grab you and just eat you all up!”
They gasped.
“Calm down, it’s just an expression.”
-
There were no seats for the humans. They had to stand through the entire ceremony in the back. Beth thought everything looked insanely adorable. The small white tents, white fold-out chairs, the stage with human-sized flowers decorating it. Somewhere during the ceremony, the priest thanked Tricia for saving Jane’s life and making that moment possible. Tricia smirked and waved her fingers, not caring for the attention.
Beth felt herself getting warm when the couple made their vows. Them slipping the rings onto one another was precious, and she wondered briefly if, during her wedding, if she could get a pair of downsizers to decorate the top of her cake.
“I’m so fucking horny,” Beth whispered. Everyone in the crowd turned their heads towards her. Beth’s eyes bulged, not realizing at that moment how much further her voice carried. She thought quickly. “Sore knee. I said I have a sore knee.” They grumbled and turned back.
“Beth, what the hell?” Mateo said, stifling a laugh.
She bit her tongue from further saying anything embarrassing. But she couldn’t help that weddings made her horny. Before the day was over, she was going to fuck Mateo until he had a shattered pelvis.
-
Jane shouted up to Tricia, “After-party at our mansion! We’ll send you the deets!” She got into her limo and drove off with her newly minted husband.
“How’d you like it?” Kamila asked Tricia.
“Pretty cute. I can’t wait to get off my feet.” Tricia turned to Beth. “Ready to head over to the party?”
“Umm.” Beth looked down at Mateo. “There was one little thing we gotta do before heading over there.”
-
The sun dropped quickly, skimming the horizon of the tall walls that surrounded the downsize community of Lilliputian Lakes. The crowning feature of the miniature city was in the city's name. A massive lake in the middle of a forest near the center of the community. The green vegetation, made of many types of fauna, was trimmed and manicured, so they looked like mini pine trees.
Mateo took the oars in both his hands and rowed his tiny boat out to the center of the lake. Its glass-like water reflected the orange hued skies. He stopped rowing and let the momentum drift him out into the large body of water.
His heart fluttered when he saw the once pristine water ripple from an unseen force. He looked over the canopy of trees that were densely packed around the lakes and felt more unbridled happiness than ever before. In a black, two-piece bikini, Beth came walking through the hip-high trees. She wore an expression that matched his.
“Well, hello there!”
She shoved the trees off to the side like stalks of corn in a field with her hands, allowing her powerful legs to walk through. Her bare feet left massive prints on the shore as she dipped into the water.
“Fuckin’ hell, this is cold.”
Mateo laughed. He held onto the side of the rowboat as it rocked in the waters with her entering.
“If this is vagina-deep, I’m fucking out,” she said with a smirk.
“Get in here, you coward!” he laughed. “And stop messing up my fantasy!”
“I’m coming!” She made fists with her hands as she fought against the unexpected cold. She squealed when the water hit about hip-level. “Why is this shit so deep?”
“Beth!”
“Right, right.” She cleared her throat. “How’s my favorite tiny doing?”
“Try again,” he said with a smile. “Since when have you called me ‘tiny?’”
“Ugh. Downsizer! How’s my favorite downsizer doing? There!”
“Okay, now you pick up the boat.”
Beth scooped up the boat with her hand and lifted him up to her eyes. They were both madly in love, forgetting about the fantasy for a second to admire one another.
“How’d you get into Lilliputian Lakes?” Mateo said, his words exactly from the first time he fantasized about Beth.
“I love you, Mateo.”
He stood there, fighting back the overwhelming emotions flooding him. After all the shit he’s been through with friends, family, school, his ex-girlfriend, and all the other chaos—he decided it was all worth it. For this exact moment … it was all worth it.
“I love you, Bethany
Palmetto.”