“Come on you guys, this isn’t fucking funny anymore! Grow me back!” Chelsea shouted, unable to keep from slurring her words. Her two giant friends towered over her and just cackled like a pair of hyenas.
What had started out as a routine girls night between three women in their thirties had definitely escalated, due in equal parts to a combination of alcohol and a shrink ray. The three roommates had been renting a house together for over a year now, and had gone from acquaintances to the best of friends since then. Alma, Chelsea and Christina had decided that tonight was a good night to stay in and drink, and the empty bottles of white wine and hard seltzers were proof of their good time.
What was not expected was for Christina to whip out her personal shrink ray, as she started to show it off to her two drunken roomies. While fidgeting with the device, she had accidentally pointed it at Chelsea, cutting the woman down to the size of an ant.
The tiny woman normally roared over her friends, being close to six feet tall, though that hardly mattered now. “I’m serious you guys! Grow me back right now!” she shouted in protest.
Alma and Christina giggled seeing their tiny roommate, even if they could not hear a word she was saying. “Hey, keep her busy for a second. I’ll be right back,” Christina whispered, before hopping up to her feet and skipping out of the room.
“Where’s she going?!” Chelsea yelled in annoyance. Instead of an answer, she was knocked off her feet by an earth shaking impact. She turned and saw that her half Hispanic, half Asian roommate, Alma, had slammed her foot down just inches from the tiny woman.
“What the hell are you doing? You almost crushed me!” Chelsea screamed, starting to hyperventilate as tears streamed down her face.
“HAH! I ALMOST GOT YOU! YOU BETTER BE MORE CAREFUL!” the giant woman teased, taking another long swig of her hard seltzer.
“Me? Careful? You're the giant bitch who almost squashed me!” the tiny woman protested. Her yelling went unheard as Christina’s return to the room grabbed Alma’s attention.
“I’m back! How do I look?” Christina laughed, re-entering the room. The woman was now wearing nothing but some pink lingerie including a matching thong, along with a pair of white bunny ears. The brunette turned around and wiggled her ass a few times, as if trying to show it off. “How do I look?”
Alma could help but erupt in laughter. “What?! What the hell are you doing? Why are you dressed like that?” she laughed, accompanied by a burp and hiccup combination.
“Hey I’m a playboy bunny, obviously!” Christina snapped back, crossing her arms in annoyance. “It’s cute!”
“Sure it is, whatever you say,” Alma said, cracking open another hard seltzer.
While the two normal sized women drunkenly bickered back and forth, Chelsea furiously tried to get their attention. “Will one of you idiots look down here?!” she yelled, her tiny body jumping up and down.
What worries Chelsea now, was her two giant roommates cackling together, before walking back over to her. “Come here!” Alma said, plucking up the tiny woman, even though Chelsea really didn’t have a choice anyway.
Stretching out on the floor, Christina proceeded to lay down on her stomach, and shook her ass a few more times. “Okay, put her down there!” she laughed.
“Wait, stop!” Chelsea shouted, eyes widened as she was lowered down to her roommates ass cheek.
There was nowhere for Chelsea to go, as she was deposited right down on top of Christina’s left ass cheek. As the two giant women laughed, Chelsea lost her balance and fell on the soft flesh beneath her.
“ALRIGHT CHELSEA, YOU BETTER RUN!” Alma called out from high above her. Chelsea’s jaw dropped as her massive friend and roommate lifted a giant barefoot high into the air directly above Christina’s ass cheek.
“You wouldn’t….” the tiny woman slurred, still very disoriented from the amount of alcohol she had consumed. Her eyes grew wide as Alma’s foot got closer and closer towards the fleshy hill she was standing on. “Oh shit,” she whispered to herself, as it dawned on her that Alma’s foot was not going to stop.
Knowing her friend and roommate was too far gone to hear her tiny cries, Chelsea’s mind ran into survival mode. With nowhere to go, the shrunken woman started running towards the canyon that was Christina’s ass crack. She started to slide down the fleshy hill in the most controlled way she could, landing at the base of the giant cheek right in time.
Alma’s foot slammed onto Christina’s ass cheek with an incredibly loud “THWACK!” causing the giant cheeks to ripple from the impact. The two drunk giants cackled while Chelsea continued to scream in terror.
“Alright, we…we better check on her,” Christina sighed, shaking her ass slightly.
Bending down, Alma took a closer look at her roommate's rear, and spotted the tiny form of Chelsea between them. She appeared to be okay, still standing between the cheeks, dangerously close to Christina’s asshole. “SEE? WE TOLD YOU THAT YOU'D BE FINE!” mocked Alma, before picking the tiny woman up between two fingers.
Chelsea held her breath, fearing that at any moment Alma would squeeze her too tightly and her body would burst. She only felt a sense of relief when she was placed back down on the floor.
“ALRIGHT CHELS, READY TO GROW BACK?” Christina said, fidgeting with the device. There was an invisible, clear burst of energy firing from the shrink ray, and Chelsea was returned back to normal size.
“See, that wasn’t so….hey!” Christina yelled, as the angry Chelsea snatched the device out of her hands.
“Very funny Tina, but it’s my turn now,” she said, messing with the settings on the side of the ray. She didn’t really know what she was doing, just that she’d have to set it back to shrink. “Take this,” Chelsea giggled, firing the shrink ray directly at Christina, until the tiny woman stopped at about one foot tall.
“God dammit,” Chelsea muttered, struggling to adjust the settings. “She’s not small enough!”
“I don’t know, she looks pretty small to me!” Alma teased picking her foot tall roommate up between both hands. “You really did become a bunny!”
“Okay, very funny, grow me back now!” Christina screamed. “It’s my shrink ray! I’m the only one allowed to use it!”
“Her voice is so high pitched!” noted Alma, bringing her face in and giving Christina a massive kiss on the head. “You’re soooooo cute!” Alma decided to give her panicking friend a break, and placed the miniature body of Christina back down on the ground.
“Alright, I gotta pee, I’ll be back,” Chelsea said, turning her back and tossing the shrink ray onto the couch. The ray landed in the exact wrong position.
Behind Chelsea’s back, the ray fired directly at Alma. Unfortunately for her, Chelsea had tinkered with the device's settings a bit too much. Alma instantly dwindled down, until she was on the floor, now the size of an ant.
“Wha…wait what?!” the confused woman said, before the ground started to shake around her. She looked up and screamed, seeing a hand descending down towards her.
“HAH! YOUR TURN TO SHRINK!” the one foot tall Christina laughed, holding her in the palm of her hand like King Kong holding Ann.
“Christina put me down! I don’t want to be tiny!” she screamed, failing to see this as comeuppance for playing with both of her shrunken roommates earlier.
“BUT YOU’RE SOOOOOO CUTE! RIGHT? ISN’T THAT WHAT YOU TOLD ME?”
“That’s not what….but I meant….oh shut up!” the infuriated Alma screamed.
The sound of a toilet flushing caught both of their attention. “OHHHHHH I HAVE AN IDEA! CHELSEAS COMING BACK, LETS HIDE YOU!” Christina laughed. Her tiny legs began to scurry across the floor, all while holding the tiny body of Alma in her hand, while Alma screamed protests.
Stopping at the base of the couch Christina placed her ant-sized roommate down not so gently, before scurrying back to the middle of the room.
“ALRIGHT, WHAT’S GOING ON OUT HERE YOU TWO,” Chelsea said, with a full wine glass in her hand as she walked back into the room. Her eyes focused on the one foot tall Christina in the middle of the room.
“Oh shit! Chelsea I’m down here!” Alma screamed. The ant sized woman had unintentionally stumbled further away from the couch, leaving her vulnerable.
Chelsea’s giant bare feet were rapidly gaining on Alma. The tiny woman looked up, jaw agape. The titanic body of Chelsea towered over her, and she could see the giantess was chugging another glass of wine. As the titaness lifted her enormous foot high above Alma, the tiny woman tried to scream but no noise came out.
The massive foot obliterated Alma’s body under foot as if she was nothing. Chelsea didn’t even stop walking, just continued to make her way over the teddy bear sized Christina.
“Oh come on, put me back down!” Christina shouted as Chelsea lifted her up with two hands and brought her towards her chest. Chelsea had enormous breasts and Christina gasped for air as she was pulled back away from them. “Or at least stop doing that!” She hadn’t seen what had happened to Alma, and had already forgotten about her for the time being.
“Oh you love them!” Chelsea teased, before bringing Christina back between them for a tight hug. “Come on, I’m tired, we’re going to bed!” she said, carrying Christina off to the bedroom in one hand and grabbing the shrink ray with the other.
After entering her bedroom, Christina stripped down, letting her enormous breasts free. “I’m gonna sleep topless tonight, and you’re sleeping with me!” she said, biting her lip and picking up Christina. She could hear the tiny woman’s protests but did not care. “You’re still too big though!”
Christina saw the shrink ray aim at her once more. As she started to shout, she felt light-headed with the world spinning around her. She nearly fainted, and when she came to it dawned on her just how tiny she was. Though she didn’t know her exact size, she was now three millimeters tall in the palm of the hand of her intoxicated roommate.
“OKAY, TIME FOR BED!” Chelsea’s voice boomed, accompanied with a hiccup and the smell of wine lingering in her breath. Laying down in her bed, Chelsea got nice and comfortable, though she made sure to drag Christina’s tiny form along the surface or her nipple, before allowing her shrunken roommate to slide down her enormous, sweaty breast.
“This is so stupid! I don’t want to sleep between your tits!” Christina screamed in protest. Her fries cries went unheard as Chelsea reached over and turned off the lights. “You’re gonna forget about me!” she shouted in panic. The only response she received from Chelsea was a deep sigh, soon followed by the rhythmic sounds of snoring.
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Brian fumbled with the key to get into his fiancée’s house. He had been dating Chelsea for over a year now, and the couple planned on moving in together immediately after they got married. Chelsea had told Brian she was going to be getting drunk with her roommates tonight, so Brian used it as an excuse to go out and have a few beers with his buddies.
Now that he was nice and tipsy and caught an expensive Uber ride over here, he thought it would be romantic to surprise the love of his life. Finally managing to unlock her front door, Brian began to stumble into the house.
All the lights were off, and it was eerily quiet. Brian was at a loss. Normally when Chelsea and her roommates got drunk it was lively, loud and energetic. This seemed very unusual, and then he heard the familiar snoring coming from Chelsea.
As Brian walked into Chelsea’s room, he stopped in the doorway. “Damnnnn,” he whispered, seeing his beloved girlfriend sprawled out on the bed on her back. Much to his delight, Chelsea’s voluptuous breasts were out for the world to see. A devious idea then popped into Brian’s drunken head. Sliding out of his belt, his pants, and then underwear hit the floor as he started to climb on top of Chelsea.
Down on Chelsea’s chest, Christina was in a bad way. The tiny woman had started to sober up, though she now had a pounding headache and was extremely nauseous. The slightest movements made her dizzy and want to barf, and she didn’t have the energy to find a way to get back to normal size right now.
The darkness and constant sound of the ceiling fan somewhat masked the approach of Brian. By the time Christina managed to lift her pounding head up, to see what the disturbance she was hearing was, it was too late.
Brian pulled himself onto the bed, now straddling his sleeping girlfriend. Reaching forward, he began to massage her giant breasts, gently rubbing the nipples, doing all he could to turn her on.
“What the hell! Stop!” Christina screamed in a panic. The tiny woman managed to get to her feet, but instantly doubled over. Her pounding headache and dry heaves made it necessary for her to stop before she could put any distance between her and this new giant person.
Two walls of flesh suddenly slammed into Christina from each side as Brian pressed Chelsea’s breasts together. Chelsea let out a moan, though Christina was not really paying attention to that. She was too busy gasping for air as her entire body throbbed and ached with pain. Had Brian used any more force and she could have burst like a balloon.
As Christina struggled to sit up, she noticed a peculiar shape rocking back and forth in front of her. “What the….” she started to say, her voice trailing off in the darkness as she tried to make out what it was. Then it got way too close and she began screaming.
Mounting Chelsea, Brian had let his erect penis land on his girlfriend's midsection, and began to thrust in between her giant tits. He threw his head back, unable to stifle a moan as his sleeping girlfriend gave him an unintentional tit job. His hazy mind assumes Chelsea just have been enjoying it subconsciously, as she continued to moan and was now even thrusting her hips in her sleep.
One person who was not enjoying it was Christina. The tiny woman was being battered and thrown in every direction. Her three millimeter body had been slammed into by Chelsea’s breasts and the bulbous head of Brian’s penis. She was currently laying on her stomach, unable to move from the combination of disorientation and pain.
Then she heard Brian’s moans growing more rapid, along with his thrusts. Lifting her head, Christina saw the slit of Brian’s dick now glistening with precum and quivering rapidly. Before she had a chance to scream, the enormous phallus began to unleash a load onto Chelsea’s cleavage, and by default, Christina.
The tiny woman screamed and flailed her arms as the warm, sticky liquid washed over her. She tried to struggle her way up to the surface, but she was in too much pain and was just too exhausted. Holding her breath as long as she could, Christina began to black out in the puddle atop Chelsea’s chest.
“Holy shit,” Brian gasped, reaching for several tissues to wipe up the mess he had made. “Can’t believe she slept through that.”
Tossing the used tissues away, Brian remained totally unaware that the body of Christina was also being discarded.
“Just hope the roommates didn’t hear us,” he laughed, before crawling into bed next to Chelsea.