Humans and Tinies were once all humans. When scientists invented shrinking technology to face climate changes by reducing items so they could be shipped only on one boat instead of hundreds, they forgot to think about dumb people. And one day, a human being, let’s call him “the dumbest of them all” decided to try the technology on himself to see if he would shrink. He was very disappointed to see that he was not shrinking and just walked away. However, the cells in his body mutated and reacted by creating antibodies and those suddenly started multiplying and trying to defend his body from the constant now indestructible shrinking gene that mutated. Not only the man started to shrink slowly, all of this mutated cells started to become highly contagious, attacking and contaminating all non RH blood types leading to the well-known worldwide pandemic that shrunk about 20% of global population in 1 year only. These people, who started to shrink down to incredibly small sizes, were deemed unsavable, a lost cause.
That was many years ago.
Now, the Tinies are almost extinct. Few of them survived as they got exposed to nature’s wrath, animals, insects, and of course real sized humans who just never really acknowledged the Tinies as humans anymore, stripping them of all rights. Where tinies managed to survive against all odds, they got killed by humans for fun or for other popular reasons like the need to eradicate them for they were weak. Some humans enjoyed torturing Tinies before killing them. Some just crushed them underfoot or smashed them into pulp with tissue paper before discarding them in the trash bin or toilet. Rule number one of being a Tiny: never let a real human see you. It was seen like natural selection by most and no human in their right mind would actually help or defend Tinies. They all feared to be infected by the mutation and preferred to just kill any tinies right away when encountering them. Some “tinies rights” activists tried to change that social behavior, but they remained a very marginalized minority of people seen as crazy and mostly delusional.
Small communities of tinies managed to build sturdy outposts in wilderness or hidden places. Villages made of debris and clutter. Most tinies are merely half an inch tall, not really shrinking any smaller. Some of them were shrinking slower meaning their shrinking process would keep on going but they still would not stand taller than 3 or 4 inches and time would eventually get them to reach smaller sizes. Regular unshrunk Rh negative humans are extinct. The last of them being infected a few years ago.
Now let’s look a bit at Jake. He is a 18 years old Tiny, born Tiny. He spent all his life like this, and he learned the hard way to survive and avoid real sized humans. He learned how to fight spiders and other wretched insects that were double his size. He learned how to hide, how to search for food or craft weapons made of toothpicks. For him, and all of his generation of Tinies, that was life. He never knew what it was to be a real human since he was born after, from tiny parents. Jake was a good coming of age tiny man, filled with hope that one day, a cure would be found to grow back all Tinies to normal size, and become human again. That hope kept him alive.
His little village, where he was born, was hidden in an air duct of a crowded apartment building. His community managed to survive by gathering essential resources and they built defenses and walls and homes. Some braver than others would spend their days sneaking out and trying to bring back food or equipment like bread crumbles or paper clips. Everything not too heavy for them could be salvaged into something useful and that’s how that little community managed to survive. Jake was a very courageous Tiny, and he wanted to do his best to keep his family and community alive and he often sneaked out, adventuring into the real human world of the apartment building and its surroundings, trying to avoid humans and insects and cats and other death threats only to bring back whatever he could. Living the Tiny life was hard, very hard.
But one day, something wonderful happened in Jake’s life. One tiny that lived in his community was an old professor and that old man never stopped believing in a chemical formula that would revert the shrinking process and he finally cracked the formula. Hope for a full normal sized life was reignited, but there was a catch. To make sure the formula could work on a great scale, one would have to try it first and drink a dose of the medicine, and then, once fully grown to normal size keep taking the so-called “medicine” in sufficient dosage to actually stay that way. In other words, the human body wouldn’t absorb the medicine fully, preventing this to be a permanent solution. To stay normal, a tiny would have to take the medicine and never skip a dose, because the shrinking would resume. That posed a real problem because Tinies didn’t have enough of the medicine to administer every tiny in the community, it was unthinkable that they could actually mass replicate it and save all the Tinies of the world. The only way to achieve this ultimate goal was to select one person who would grow up to normal size, find a way to mass produce the medicine in some sort of laboratory and then make the dream come true and save all Tinies.
The professor was too old to fulfill that mission. After a long debate, it was convened that Jake would be the one. He was cunning, fast, brilliant, and was the best candidate to go up there and fulfill the mission. The night before Jake would take the medicine, the community gathered and celebrated this new hope for Tinies around the world as soon, Jake would be a full-size human and would find a way to save his kin.
“Jake, are you alright?” said Livia, his childhood friend. She looked stressed. Hope in her eyes betrayed the resigned overall look on her face.
“Don’t worry Liv, I am alright. I can do this.” Jake said, confident while other Tinies of his community were strapping him on a makeshift table with pieces of tread.
“I know you can.” She said, patting his forehead and smiling at him. Deep down, she know it could be the last time she would see him. “I love you Jake.”
“I love you too Liv.” He said back. They kissed. Both savored the moment, until the professor walked.
“Alright Jake, this is it. Once you take this medicine you will start to grow back to normal size. You’ll have about 2 hours to get used to your new size. Our scouts confirm apartment 2B will be empty as the humans living there will be gone to work. They have clothes that should fit your size, grab some and put them on. Once you’re up there we won’t be able to help you. Have you memorized the formula?” he asked.
“Yes, sir. I did.”
“Recite it to me.” Asked the professor. Jake recited the formula from the top of his mind having fully memorized it. “Good good, up there, the second thing you need to do, is write it down. Find a pen and paper and write it down and keep it safe. You’ll have approximately 12 hours to find a pharmacy, they are stores down in the streets. There you fill find all the necessary medication to replicate the medicine, now you’ll have to craft it and make sure you add ingredients tenfold. Remember, you’ll be full size, so you need a lot more of it than right now.”
“Yes, I will do my best professor.” Said Jake, confident.
“There is human money in the apartment in the main bedroom between the mattresses. Take it all and use it to buy the ingredients at the pharmacy. Do not engage human beings. Do not talk to them. Go straight outside to the pharmacy and then replicate the medicine. Once it is done, you need to come back and place the medicine you crafted near the duct entrance on the second floor for us to get it and join you. As soon as we are all grown to normal size, we’ll help you craft more, and we can claim our existence back.” Explained the professor. Jake nodded. They placed a small piece of cloth in his mouth. Liv was standing next to him.
“Alright. Let’s begin.” The professor said. With that, he walked closer holding a sharp piece of needle and he poked at Jake’s forearm before dropping a precise quantity of a strange black liquid on the wound. Jake started to trash and bit the cloth hard. His eyes bulged out, his skin started to show his veins, he wanted to scream but he was muffled. The straps were holding him in place, then he blacked out and became very numb. “Unstrap him, quick, bring him up in the room.” Said the professor, noticing Jake’s body was already starting to grow. Four people were needed to drag him up there as he was getting heavier and heavier and bigger by the minute. He was growing, as planned, and soon, they left him on the floor of the bedroom and went back into hiding, hoping that their friend Jake would accomplish his mission.
Chapter 1
It took 3 seconds after opening his eyes for Jake to jump to his feet, on full adrenaline. This time however, he was in a full size human bedroom and he realized the medicine had worked. He was so big. Items looked so small, the bed, the drawers, the ceiling was so close, the door… His heart raced as he remembered his mission and quickly opened the drawers to find some clothes. He looked down on the floor and through the vent he saw Tinies, his friends, his community was there, in the shadows, watching him. He bent down and looked at them.
“I am coming back for you all. I promise.” He said. He fitted the clothes on himself, first time in his life that he ever had real clothes on. Textures, air, odors, sounds, all felt completely different, and he felt the urge of going outside. He rushed out, almost smashing the door open. He ran down the stairs and popped out of the building in the very world he only knew from down there. Humans walking, cars, the wind on his skin. It took him some time to get used to being in the human world. A world that should have been his own from the beginning.
Jake walked, wearing sneakers for the first time. He wanted to run and he did run. He ran as fast as he could, discovering what seemed to be a town. He was already far away from home, a few steps and it was the furthest he’s ever been. People looked at him, then didn’t focus on him. He saw real humans holding their phones, laughing, doing their business. He was amazed, his heart pounding his chest like never before. He was the first Tiny to ever be a Human again and he didn’t know anything from this strange world. He was distracted, confused, happy and also driven by urgency.
“Hey watch out!” said a young woman as they bumped into each other. Jake looked at the woman lose balance and almost fall but he lunged and grasped her waist and quickly held her from falling backwards. He immediately smelled her perfume as he got close to her, holding her. His hands felt the soft fabric of her summer dress, some of her long blond hair came rushing gently on his cheek and he felt like her blue eyes would pierce his soul when she finally looked at him, both confused and thankful.
“Sorry.” He said, releasing her and not too sure if he had just made a bad move. He knew human customs, he knew how to be polite and all, but he didn’t know what to do or what to say at that precise moment. “Are you hurt?” he finally asked. He looked at her picking up her purse, her long nylon legs ending encased in kneehigh black boots with flat soles.
“Uh, yeah, thanks for uh, catching me.” She said.
“I got distracted.” Said Jake.
“Did you now?” she said, a bit blushing. “Hmm, I am Sarah by the way.” She smiled. Jake knew that at this point there was no possible way for him to forget this beautiful face.
“Uh… yeah, Jake. I am Jake.” He said, his voice trembling as he remembered that the professor told him not to talk to any human at any cost.
“Nice to met you Jake. Hmm, are you… I mean, are you new around here?” Sarah asked. She was so beautiful, Jake could not believe his eyes. All of this was truly an amazing experience. This young woman was magical.
“Hmm, around here? Yes. I mean no. Well, it’s complicated.” He said back, trying to focus on the actual conversation, trying not to sound awkward. For some unknown reasons, it felt like this Sarah was actually flirting with him. He could feel that she didn’t really want to go.
“Oh hmm, well, if you’re not in a hurry… we could… grab a coffee and… I dunno…” she blushed. “I don’t want to sound stupid, it’s just that hmm, well,….” She tried to say something, Jake actually touched his legs where he had pockets and realized he didn’t pick the money when he rushed out of the apartment building. She saw it. “Don’t worry, hmm, It’s on me.” She said, offering. Jake nodded, unsure, confused and trying to both focus on his mission, and try not to look awkward in front of this beautiful woman.
“Hmm, okay.” He said finally. “Sure, you are very kind.” He said. She replaced her falling hair behind her ears and smiled.
“Come on, this way.” She said. They walked together towards the nearest coffee shop, and while they walked, none of them dared to say anything. They entered the coffee shop and Jake’s nostrils were assaulted by the powerful smell of coffee, he knew that smell but never was it that strong. “How do you like your coffee?” Sarah finally asked as they walked closer to the barista.
“Huh…” Jake had to think quickly, he never had coffee before. “I’ll have what you have.” He said trying to keep his composure. Sarah smiled.
“Okay, why don’t you find a table for us while I order?” she asked. Jake looked around and immediately walked up to a free table near the shop’s window. Sarah looked at him and grinned, not sure about this weird man. He sat down nervously, looking around at other humans who were casually living on their lives. Some were chatting, some were reading, sipping their beverages and not paying attention to him. It really felt weird for him to be this size because he actually blended in pretty well, while actually feeling like the world’s perfect imposter.
Sarah walked up to the table and sat down, placed a coffee mug in front of Jake. He looked at the strange dark liquid and he remembered that the professor’s medicine was also a dark liquid.
“I need a pharmacy.” He said, picking up the mug.
“Oh, are you alright?” Sarah asked, sipping her coffee.
“Yes, top shape!” he said back. He tried to sip the coffee and for him, it tasted absolutely disgusting and it was boiling hot. He grimaced, and it made Sarah laugh a bit.
“You’re special Jake. There is something about you, I don’t know what it is….” She said.
“Special?” Jake asked.
“Yeah…” Sarah paused and sipped her coffee. Jake abandoned his mug not really interested in drinking it anymore. “What do you do for a living?” she asked.
“Uh…am a scaveng…..a hunter…I mean, I hunt…stuff…for…my family.” He stumbled. He was not prepared for this.
“You’re a hunter? Really? Like deer hunter or something like that?” she asked, curious about him. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know what a deer was, nor if it was a good idea to talk about himself. He quickly turned the conversation around.
“What about you, Sarah?” he asked.
“Oh me? Hmm, I am student in biology, almost done with my master’s degree. Hell, it’s really hard, I wish I don’t get bored with it before it’s over.” She giggled. Then, the look on her face changed completely. She looked annoyed. She uncrossed her leg and stomped the ground with her left foot. She looked down at her boot angrily and stomped hard on the ground again. “Uh…damn it. Sorry about that.” She said, smiling back at Jake like if nothing happened.
“Something wrong with the floor?” asked Jake, a bit curious about this human behavior he didn’t know about.
“No no, ah! That’s funny!” said Sarah. She rolled her eyes. “Found a Tiny last week and dumped her in my boot but she’s still alive and squirming in there, quite annoying!” Sarah said like if it was the most common thing to say.
“A Tiny? In your boot?” asked Jake, suddenly concerned about what he heard.
“Yup.” Sarah chuckled and sipped her coffee. “Erin, my bestie, has two. I just found one. Could have squished them all but we thought it could be funny to torture them a bit, it’s a trend on social media. You must have heard about it right?” she explained.
“I have not.” Replied Jake both confused and almost sick to hear what she was doing. This beautiful girl, probably around his age or a bit older, a real human being, was actually torturing and tormenting a Tiny like if it was the most casual thing to do and she was talking about stuff he couldn’t even understand or know about. Trends? Social media? A sudden feeling that he had overextended his stay got hold of him. He reminded himself of his mission, he had to move, he didn’t have much time. “Where is a pharmacy?” he asked.
“You mean a drug store? Are you from Canada?” Sarah asked.
“No?” said Jake unsure. He didn’t know what was a Canada.
“There is one nearby. I am in no hurry I can walk with you if… if you want.” Sarah asked.
“Okay!” Said Jake standing up.
“Now?” she asked.
“Yes please.” Said Jake. Sarah quickly sipped her coffee and followed Jake outside. He walked fast.
“Hey wait for me!” said Sarah grabbing her purse and following him. They stepped outside and started to walk together, Jake felt like he needed to down pace his steps so he would not look awkward to her. They walked in silence for a few minutes. “So hmm, Jake?”
“Yes?”
“If you want, once you got your errands done, maybe we could crash at my place and watch a movie or just hang out.” She said. Jake tried to decode what she was saying and managed to understand she wanted him to stay with her. As clingy as she sounded, Jake kind of liked her. Then, he formulated a plan and maybe that girl could become an ally for the cause and help him with his mission. He was about to tell her the truth but then he decided not to. It was too dangerous. He could not let her know he was an actual Tiny. It could jeopardize the whole operation.
“Hmm, sure. Yes. I would love that.” He said. After all, he needed a place to stay, no home no nothing meant that he had to adapt and this was a nice opportunity. Sarah smiled and they continued to walk towards the drug store. Jake suddenly realized he didn’t write down the formula. While he knew it by heart, he didn’t do what he was supposed to do. No money, no formula, things were not going as planned at all.
“Are you single?” Sarah blurted out courageously.
“I uh, yes, I think I am.” Said Jake. He could not stop thinking about the fact there was a Tiny inside that beautiful woman’s boot while she walked on her, probably crushing her or tormenting her under her weight and inside the boot without any air to breathe.
“Didn’t sound convincing.” Said Sarah. “What exactly do you need at the drug store?” she asked.
“Medication.” Jake started to name all the medication he need, which he knew by heart from the professor’s teaching.
“Oh, all of those are pretty common, I have all at my place, maybe we could just go there?” she said. Jake stopped walking and looked at her. Having no money he thought maybe that would be a better idea.
“Okay, sure! You are very helpful Sarah. A helpful stranger.” He said. She blushed.
“Well, I had nothing planned today, and you look like you need some company.” She said and they both started walking in a different direction. “I don’t live too far away, we can walk there.”
Both walked together, chatting and trying to know each other better. Jake was avoiding questions that would give up his cover. Sarah on the other hand, was very talkative and straightforward about herself. She seemed to be a good person overall and Jake was kind of happy that he bumped into her. It could have been way worse, but he found out that she was quite nice. The only thing was…they were not the same at all. Jake feared that at some point, she would know who he truly is.
Chapter 2
The next morning, after spending the whole night kissing and touching and having hot and awesome sex, Jake woke up completely messed up in his head. He had sex before, with Livia, but never with a human, never in a comfortable bed and it was great. Sarah was next to him and she was mostly still sleeping, completely tired. Jake tried to understand what really happened between them the night before, but all he could remember is them drinking some alcoholic beverages, talking and then things got a bit more interesting. Jake got up and walked to the bathroom and did what he had to do. Then, he decided to try a full human sized shower and cleaned himself like never before. When he got out, he dried himself, smelling like Sarah’s soap and shampoo and he felt great. However, when he looked at himself in the mirror, he noticed something that he shouldn’t have noticed. His size had changed. He lost at least 12 inches and was standing there much smaller than the day before.
He panicked. He started foraging inside Sarah’s pharmacy. He had completely forgotten to do what he was supposed to do and he started to rummage and try to find the medications he needed to mix together for the growth to stay, for him to stay human tall. He made way too much noise and this got Sarah to wake up and wonder what was happening in the bathroom.
“Jake? Are you okay?” She said, after knocking on the door a few times.
“Yes, yes, I am looking for the meds.” He replied.
“Let me help you.” Said Sarah. She opened the door, that Jake didn’t lock. When she saw him, half naked, a towel around his wait, standing at least 6 inches shorter than herself, she gasped and brought her hand to her mouth. “Oh my god” she muttered. Jake didn’t what to say or do, he was just rushing to find the needed ingredients for the formula.
“There is no time, please help me.” He finally said.
“Are you…” started Sarah, but she didn’t finish.
“Yes.” Said Jake, feeling completely in trouble.
“But… how….?” Asked Sarah stupefied.
“Look, we can talk about this later, for now, I need the ingredients. There is a formula… It works, okay? I need your help.” Said Jake, trying to reason with the now taller Sarah. “I need to take the meds now before it’s too late.”
Sarah went from stupefaction to complete shock, to anger.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, frowning, visibly unhappy. “You lied to me!” she said.
“I didn’t lie to you, now come on, let me find the medication before it’s too late.” He said. Sarah back up in the hallway and felt like she wanted to cry but she held it in and breathed heavily to contain her mixed emotion about the fact she just discovered that this lovely stranger was in fact a Tiny, and that he was, truthfully, an inferior lifeform, in her eyes.
“Who are you?” she asked, needing the information. Jake sighed, and then he sat on the toilet bowl’s closed lid and grabbed his head in his hands. He sighed again and decided he had now nothing to lose. He explained everything to her. His origins, the fact he was born a tiny, how he lived, how things were hard for him and the professor, the formula, he recited the ingredients, the medications he needed, how it worked. He told her that he needed a way to produce it massively to save his people from extinction and that after all this, he didn’t know what to do and needed her help.
“Please Sarah, please understand. This is more important than anything else. I need to save my people.” He insisted. Sarah was in total disbelief. She took a moment to absorb everything then, after a minute of completely and uncomfortable silence she talked.
“Did you tell anyone else?” she asked.
“No, you’re the first real sized human person I met.” He said.
“How long before you shrink back to your Tiny size?” she asked next.
“I don’t know. The professor told me I had 12 hours to find the medication. I am way overdue. At this rate, I don’t know if I’ll make it to the end of the day.” Said Jake, completely discouraged.
“Okay.” Said Sarah. She walked in and looked in the cupboards for the meds. Jake’s eyes lit up.
“You’re going to help me?” asked Jake.
“You do know I study biology right? I told you yesterday. If what you’re saying is true, this could be a major scientific breakthrough.” She said, still looking for ingredients. “Hmm, there is one missing.” She said. “I’ll have to go buy some.” She added. She walked out holding bottles of syrup and pills and put everything on the kitchen table. Jake tried to follow her but as he got out of the bathroom she was already storming in the her bedroom and started to dress up. She put on some jeans, some white cotton socks and a tank top. She ruffled her hair, tried to bring them up and tied them into a nice ponytail. She put on some lipstick and a bit of eye shadow. She walked pass Jake into the hall of her apartment where she slipped on her leather boots she was wearing the day before. She made a weird face, looked down at her boot and then smiled to herself, feeling the tiny girl in there was still alive. She didn’t say anything about it tho. “You stay here, we cannot risk you to go out and shrink in front of other people, it’s not safe. I’ll be back okay? Stay here.”
“Understood.” Said Jake. Sarah stormed out and left him in the apartment with his thoughts. Jake felt relieved that he had Sarah’s help, but he also felt like an asshole for breaking her trust in him. He didn’t men to insult her or anything, and he couldn’t remember everything cause of the alcohol the last night. He just wanted to complete his mission, do what he had to do for his kin, and he was glad that Sarah would help him do it.
Time was slow at this point. Waiting had never been Jake’s forte. But he was told to stay and he did. Problem is, the shrinking was ongoing. After an hour he had lost a few more inches. Then time felt like it was stretching. Every minute Jake would look at the clock, then look outside, then look at himself in the mirror. He didn’t fit in his stolen clothes anymore so he draped himself with a bedsheet. More hours passed and he was shrinking faster. He really was anxious to see Sarah come back with the medication so he could grow again to human size, but something was wrong. She was not coming back. Hours passed and Jake was now 3 and a half feet tall and shrinking. He felt like he had failed. He should not have let himself be distracted by this beautiful woman he secretly fell in love with. He should have done what the professor told him to do, and nothing else. He felt guilty of dooming the whole Tiny population of the world to extinction.
By the middle of the afternoon, the door of the appartement swung open and Sarah walked in. Jake rushed to greet her only to see she had company. Another woman of same age. She was wearing a hoodie and jeans, and sneakers and she had deep green eyes. The woman immediately shrieked when she saw the 3 feet tall man draped with bedsheets.
“OH my god!” she let out.
“I told you Erin, he’s real.” Said Sarah. They both walked in, closed the door and looked at Jake with great contempt. Jake knew what feeling small was, but this was different, he felt very small as the two woman walked closer to him. He back away a bit, afraid. “Jake, this is my bestie, Erin.” Said Sarah.
“H…hi…” fumbled Jake.
“Hi. So you’re a Tiny who found a way to grow up, that’s quite amazing you know.” Said Erin.
“Yes.” Said Jake, hesitantly.
“And you think you and your Tiny friends deserve to grow back, do you?” she said, menacingly.
“Yes, we are humans too” said Jake, trying his luck.
“No you’re not.” Said Erin. Jake glanced at Sarah who stayed behind as Erin was walking closer and closer to him like a predator. “You and your little friends are nature’s mistakes. You are weakness an failure and you all got what you deserved back then. It’s shame some of you still live in our trash. I crush Tinies like you underfoot every week. I found two recently who died like insects when I crushed them. What makes you think you deserve to live, uh?” said Erin, Kicking Jake in the groin, sending him backwards in the hall. Sarah laughed in the background. Jake’s air rushed out of his lungs and he was there naked on all fours, barely 3 feet tall, trying to catch his breath. “You think you’re a hero, little man. But you’re not.” She said, grabbing his head and lifting his whole body only holding his head. Jake screamed, but Erin there him on the ground and placed her huge Nike sneaker on his chest, covering almost his whole body. His tiny head sticking out from under the shoe, and his legs trashing. He tried to push away the hug shoe but Erin added some weight on him.
“Don’t kill him yet Erin…” said Sarah in the back. She was looking at the scene with interest. Jake was coughing and suffocating under Erin’s big sneaker sole.
“I’ll tell you what you are. You’re scum. That’s what you are.” Said Erin above him. Without warning she then stepped on him full weight and brought her other foot on him, standing full weight on the 3 feet tall naked man under her. He tried to scream but air got out of his lungs again and he wasn’t strong enough to take another breath. He felt his whole body being crushed, his bones cracking under this evil woman’s weight as she stood on him, visibly enjoying the torture she was inflicting him. She waited for him to turn from red to blue before stepping off. Jake gasped for air and turned into a fetal position, holding his chest and trying to absorb all the pain. Erin walked away back into the living room and Sarah walked closer to Jake.
“I’m sorry Jake, but I don’t think you and I would make a good couple. I thought you were nice at first, but you’re just a liar.” She placed her boot up on Jake’s head and pressed down a bit, like a victory pose. The dusty sole of the boot rested on the side of his small head.
“Please…” he muttered.
“Please what?” asked Erin. “You tried to trick me Jake. You tried to use me!” she said. She removed her boot form his head and crouched. She grabbed one of his ankles and pulled him back into the living room where Erin was sitting on the sofa. She threw him in the middle of the room and he tumbled on the carpet miserably, beaten and weak, still shrinking slowly. Sarah sat next to Erin on the couch and crossed her legs and arms, looking at the man.
“So pathetic.” Said Erin.
“What should we do now?” asked Sarah.
“He’s going to suffer more than the others.” Said Erin. Both girls chuckled.
“Yeah, I don’t think he’s going to survive very long.” Said Sarah. “Unless he obeys.” She added. Jake looked up at her with slight hope.
“Yeah maybe we could keep him alive as a slave.” Said Erin. “How long before he gets smaller?” she asked.
“Shouldn’t take long.” Said Sarah. She looked at Jake with disgust. “Tel you what little fucker. Since you played me into believing you were a good man, I’ll give you a chance to prove yourself. If you do exactly what we tell you to do like a good little slave, maybe I won’t crush you like a bug. You should be dead already. We have the right to kill you anytime, without any consequences. Tinies have no rights, and now, we pretty much own you. So if you obey and do what we tell you to do, maybe we’ll keep you alive.” Said Sarah. Jake looked at her with pleading eyes and tears ran along his face. His courage was gone. His strength was gone. He had failed.
“Maybe we could bring you back to your family too. If you’re a good little slave.” Said Erin, rotating her ankle, legs crossed. Jake was humiliated and beaten, but the mention of his family gave him hope. He nodded.
“I will do everything.” He said. “Please…”
Both girls looked at each other grinning. Their fun was about to begin, but for Jake, what was coming was only hell. Hell to pay for thinking Tinies had hope in this wretched world. He would soon pay dearly for his people’s failed attempt at revolution.
“Good then!” said Sarah with a smile. But right then, the smile was gone, and a stern dominating expression grew on her face, her eyes as sharp as darts. “Crawl over here and lick our shoes clean.” She ordered. Jake swallowed his pride, and started to crawl.
Chapter 3
Jake could not believe how pathetic he suddenly felt. He was used to be the most proud, adventurous, courageous and strong of his Tiny people community. That’s why he was chosen. He used to think human were very powerful and scary, now he knew as a fact that they were in fact all-powerful and evil. They had no respect, no consideration for Tinies. They killed them like insects, tortured them all they want, for more than a decade. His childhood assumptions, while fueled by rare accidental human contact when scavenging for food, were now confirmed a thousandfold. Deep down, he knew that because he was chosen to defy them, the humans would make him an example of suffering. Sarah and Erin were, on their end, the chosen ones to administer human wrath upon him.
Jake could only find solace in the fact both girls were gorgeous.
That’s what kept him licking the shoe soles offered to him. He knew for a fact that obeying and submitting could be the only way to stay alive and that’s how his survival instinct manifested. Total obedience to these goddesses was the thing to do. For now.
His tiny tongue ran all over the dirty and dusty well worn grooves of Erin’s sneaker’s soles at a steady pace, his whole head now smaller than the shoes themselves. He kept on shrinking slowly while licking and suffering the constant humiliation, the steady flow of insults and degrading remarks of the two girls. He was labeled insect, dirt, worm and other names along with varied diminutives such as pathetic, puny, inferior, weak and that’s to name a few.
Jake was on all fours, licking the sole of Erin’s sneaker while she had her leg’s crossed. She would rotate her ankle to facilitate Jake’s work while something nudging him of kicking his face. Sarah was looking intently, waiting for her turn to get her boots licked.
“That’s going to take forever, here let me help you, little worm.” Blurted Erin as she lunged forward to bully the now 2 feet and a half Jake into lying down on his back on the floor in front of the sofa. She was overpowering him like he was a ragdoll. Once placed down in front of her, Erin dropped her massive sneakers onto his body, one on his belly and chest, and the other brutally pressing down on his face, especially his mouth. “Stick your tongue out and lick!” Erin said, both girls laughed, but this was serious, it was not a game. Jake stuck his tongue out just in time before the massive shoe sole above his face started scraping him. His tongue roughly dried while Erin ran her shoe sole back and forth on it. Jake had to sometimes try to salivate in order to properly lick. But this felt more like his face was a brush being roughly rubbed on by that giantess shoe.
It didn’t take long for Jake’s facial skin to turn red and painful. The constant fast scraping of the head shoe sole on him face was like sandpaper. Erin didn’t show any sign she was about to slow the pace or stop. On rare occasion between two moves, Jake would catch a glimpse of her face, looking down at him with pure satisfaction and pleasure, her eyes filled with stars as she was torturing him with great pain and humiliation. Even more rarely, Jake would be able to see Sarah. She was thrilled to see the action and eager for her turn to do it too, however, something in her look made Jake think that she was the less evil of the two. He had sex with her the night before in a perfect, idyllic moment of true human sized joy. It felt like forever ago already, and Jake knew that Sarah felt violated and disgusted about him being a Tiny and doing those things without knowing. Maybe she felt a bit of shame. Jake couldn’t tell, as most of his attention was solicited by the dirty treads of Erin’s old sneakers.
“My turn.” Said Sarah. The scrapping stopped. The sneaker sole lifted up and cleared the view. “Get over here, slave.” Said Sarah dominantly, pointing at the floor in front of her. She lifted her both legs up and waited for Jake to turn around and crawl and set back down on his back under the two flat soled leather boots descending down on him. The soles were dirty and roughened but mostly flat. Sarah did exactly what she witnessed her friend doing seconds before and ran her boot’s sole on Jake’s upturned face while asking him to lick. Jake could only notice, while his reddened tongue and face were being scraped again, that Sarah was less rough on him than Erin was. She was not putting down as much weigh on him while making him clean her boot. The other boot sole was cold on his naked body, but it felt way better than the rough sneakers Erin wore.
“I love you.” Said Jake to Sarah between two licks of the underside of her boot. She quickly spread her legs and looked down at him. Erin muttered a few curses.
“What did you say?” asked Sarah, visibly shaken and upset.
“You heard me.” Jake said defiantly. Sarah grinned angrily and replaced her boot on him, this time making sure his upturned face and chest were directly under her sole and she stood up full weight on the now smaller Jake. Jake’s whole body compressed down and he felt like we would literally explode from the tremendous weight of Sarah over him.
“This is not love, little man. You don’t know what love is. You’re nothing. You’re not even human.” Said Sarah from up there above him. Ribs cracked, Jake could feel his whole spine being heavily strained, his lungs and belly were caving in under the giantess’s full weight.
“Sarah, stop, don’t kill him too quickly!” Said Erin. Sarah immediately stepped down and sat next to her friend on the couch again. Jake was coughing and grasping for air.
“I won’t let him humiliate me more than he already did!” said Sarah, stomping Jake a few times.
“Don’t worry, we’ll make him pay.” Said Erin, who actually stood up and walked a few step away to rummage into her backpack.
“Lick the bottom of my boots!” said Sarah angrily scraping her boot sole again on Jake’s face. He licked obediently, trying to recompose himself from the very heavy trampling he just almost died to. The taste of dirty old leather filled his mouth again and for some reason, Jake truly meant what he said about Sarah. It didn’t take long, he didn’t know it could be possible, but he did love her. He wanted to be a real human and be with her like it was the day before. He should have been more careful about crafting the medication before everything got bad and turned into a failure.
Now close to 12 inches tall, Jake was nothing more than a fleshy, living barbie doll to them, and he knew that soon, even a barbie doll would be a giantess to him, as the inevitable half inch height was slowly going to be his reality once again.
“Look what I brought!” said Erin, holding a pair of red patent leather 4 inches high heeled classic pump.
“Ouh!” those are sexy, I remember you wear them for clubbing and on a few other occasions.
“Yeah, they are deadly sexy.” Said Erin. “I also brought those!” she added while still rummaging in her bag. She pulled out a plastic bag containing a pair of unknown shoes. “I think I’ll make him clean these next.” She said, grinning at her friend.
“Are those what I think they are?” asked Erin, a bit worried.
“Yup.” Said Erin, untying the knot of the plastic bag and finally opening it with a dreadful and slightly disgusted look on her face. She pulled a pair of dirty mud and grass caked old black leather soccer cleats. “Eww, disgusting.” She said, holding them with the tip of her fingers.
“You better hurry, he’ll soon be too small to lick anything. Said Sarah looking down at Jake under her boots.
“That’s right!” said Erin as she removed her sneakers, revealing her white socked feet. While sitting on the floor, she slipped on the filthy soccer shoes and tied the laces loosely. She stood up and dirt was falling off the shoes as she walked to the couch and sat next to Sarah.
“You’re making a mess! Wait, I have an idea.” Said Sarah. She gave Jake a break and stood up. She walked away while Erin menacingly took her place above Jake.
“This is going to be epic.” She said to him. Sarah walked back holding a transparent plastic box, a bit larger than a shoe box and placed in on the floor. She quickly grabbed Jake by the ankle and lifted him up and dumped him into the plastic box.
“Oh, good idea!” said Erin as she lowered both her feet into the box above jake, who could only se the dirty cleat’s soles descending on him. Erin didn’t go down on him, she instead hovered both feet above him and gently tapped her feet together for dirt and debris to fall onto the small boy. “Sarah, I need water. The mud is too dry.” Said Erin. Sarah walked to the kitchen and brought back a glass of cold water. Erin dropped a few drop on the sides of her shoes, transforming the dried mud slowly into real wet mud. Then she poured the whole glass of water down into the plastic box. Jake got flooded but it felt like he was laying down in a puddle, the water level wasn’t very high, just enough to make him shiver with great discomfort.
Erin brought her feet down on him and into the water and started moving her feet around. The clear water didn’t stay clear very long as the shoes and all the dried dirt mixed with the water slowly forming a mud puddle at the bottom of the box, with the little man under in there. “Here we go, now you know what you really mean to me, worm! You’re only dirt, you’re not even worth being dirt. You’re muck. Even mud is more valuable than you!” she said humiliating the Tiny man while they both chuckled and looked at the inflicted torture. Jake tried to hold his breath as the grass and mud filled leather shoes above him started to feel like he could easily get smothered. He tried to remove the mud from his face and eyes while being kicked around by the rubber cleats. Erin played with his body, tumbling it around and over, making sure he was mud covered and soon he was barely distinguishable in the muddy mess at the bottom of the plastic box.
“Get licking!” She said, knowing full well this would be very futile. She bullied him around in the mud with her shoes, not really caring if he licked or not. Sarah was standing next to her and looking at what Erin was inflicting on the tiny boy and she looked quite intrigued and curious, like if she didn’t believe what silly ideas her friend had sometimes. That’s why she liked her so much.
“I can’t wait to put him inside my shoes.” Sarah said.
“At this rate, you’ll be able to wear him for our night out.” Said Erin, looking at her watch. “What are you going to wear?”
Sarah raised an eyebrow and walked to her bedroom suddenly feeling the urge of choosing her looks for the night out. Meanwhile, Erin continued to make Jake suffer in the cold mud of her last soccer game. She then stopped and looked at the tiny man’s upturned muddy face. “That was some kind of courage you had back there telling Sarah you loved her. I can admire courage. Just wanted you to know that at least before we kill you.” She said, trying to place on of the rubber cleat directly above his face. She then used a very sweet tone of voice: “Lick it, little worm, stick your tiny tongue out!” she said, almost like a lullaby. Jake obeyed and pointlessly licked the shoe cleat, seeing that smile across Erin’s face as he did it. Then Erin turned his body so he would be under the length of her foot. She placed her right foot on him and pressed down, with his head sticking out at the toe of the shoe. “Wrap your arms around my shoe like if it was your lover.” She asked him. He obeyed and struggled free his arms from under the shoe and he was tall enough to wrap his arms around the shoe, but his hand didn’t touch, he could reach the beginning of the laces. “Now hug it and kiss it.” Said Erin above him, enjoying the humiliation. Jake obeyed again, hugged and kissing the shoe like if it was a lover. Erin laughed so hard Sarah came back into view, curious. They bother laughed a lot and took pictures with their smartphones.
“He seems to love your shoe.” Said Sarah.
“Oh he loves them so much, look at him.” They bother laughed. “Am sure he’s going to love the smell inside them too. I’ll make him clean the insides with his tongue before he gets too small.” Said Erin. Sarah walked back to her room. Erin grinded the tiny boy under her shoe while he was hugging and kissing it. “This is disgusting.” She said. After another 10 minutes, Erin finally got bored and pulled her feet out of the box, she removed the shoes and carefully cleaned the soles and sides with paper towel. She reached for the man into the mud box and picked him up to bring him in the bathroom, then she shut the door behind her. “We need to clean you.” She said. She brought him to the sink and suddenly, Jake could see her glance sideways and an evil idea forming up in her head. She smiled and turned to the toilet bowl, lifted the cover and dangled Jake above the water.
“Oops!” she said and she dropped him into the toilet bowl. “You don’t deserve to clean yourself in the sink!” said Erin looking down at him trying to stay afloat. He didn’t dare look down at the drain hole and tried to swim. He could touch the sides of the bowl with his feet, being still tall enough to practically stand. “Come on, get clean!” Erin said. Jake was almost panicking, he didn’t really know how to swim very well but he managed. Then Erin’s facial expression completely changed. She went from an amused look to some evil grin. She was almost getting turned on as she suddenly bit her lower lip and looked down at Jake in the now dirty cold water of the toilet bowl. “Hey down there, if I were you, I would make it quick. You surely don’t want me to suddenly feel that need to do something while you’re still in there… hmm?”
Chapter 4 (new!)
Erin didn’t go as far as she threatened she would. She picked up Jake from the toilet boil and threw him in the shower. Since both girls were preparing for a night out clubbing, the girls needed to shower before getting dressed up. What Jake didn’t know, is that both girls had a strong connection, more than just simple friends, they were really close and decided to take a shower together. Both girls completely naked and sexy as fuck got into the shower together while warm water was raining all around their bodies, they got close and kissed and touched each other while having little Jake at their feet. They teased him under their wet toes and feet, crushing him sometimes gently and sometimes harshly. Soap and shampoo fell down to the shower floor on Jake from the two girls having a good time above him. Erin was the most cruel and often more than not was trapping his whole body under her foot, his head under her toes and pressing down on him while the girls were making out. Sarah did the same but less often.
When they were done, Jake was merely 5 inches tall, and still shrinking. They picked him up and brought him into the bedroom where girls were slowly starting to dress up.
“So, who’s gonna wear him first?” asked Erin, eager to have little Jake inside her high heels for the night out.
“Me of course.” Said Sarah. Erin grinned and they both chuckled. “He’s still too big to fit in my shoes tho.” She added.
“What should we do with him? We still have a few hours before dinner.” Said Erin.
“Reservation is at 7, yeah. He should be small enough by then.” Sais Sarah. She looked down at Jake who was on the bedroom floor, trying to figure out where everything was going. His single most accurate certainty was that soon, he would be inside their shoes, trampled and crush while they would be having fun, probably going for dinner and then heading out to a nightclub to dance on him. “I want a foot massage.” Added Sarah. She picked up the little man and sat on her bed, legs extended and placing tiny Jake near her feet. Erin sat next to her friend, both wearing only panties and bras, and the four tall, clean and magnificent soles of their feet were in front of Jake.
“Come on, give our pretty feet the care they deserve!” said Sarah, flexing her creamy wrinkled soles. Jake knew better than to disobey and he got closer to Sarah’s huge feet and started to massage her soles with his tiny hands. The girl laughed and commented on the fact that this was pathetic but soothing. Girls chatted, got their smartphones out and texted, scrolled on social media, while Jake was trying his best to please them with massaging their feet. At least both girls were clean and their feet smelled like soap. A while later, they ordered him to apply nail polish, and he did so, using the provided huge brush, and he applied nail polish to the best of his capacities on all their 20 toe nails until he was too small to hold the brush.
“I think it’s time to try to fit him inside my heels.” Said Sarah, after a while. Dinner time was getting closer and they had to get moving. She got up from the bed and gently slipped on her black pantyhose. Erin had tan pantyhose to fit her red high heels. Sarah crouched and got some black leather wedged platform shoes, very sexy, and those were the shoes she had in mind for her night out. She grabbed the now very small, maybe 2 inches tall Jake and placed him inside the left shoe, at the bottom of it. “That’s where your kind belongs.” She said, smiling at him. She was truly beautiful. Erin worked the hairbrush in her long hair while Sarah lowered the shoes to the floor and hovered her nylonclad foot above the shoe opening. “Stay under my toes if you want to live.” She said, lowering her foot into the shoe gently wiggling her toes around to grab the tiny man’s thin body under them until she fully pushed him under and inside, fitting her heel inside the shoe.
Jake was compressed, embraced in darkness under Sarah’s nylon toes and it got really cramped and heat suddenly started to rise. He could feel her massive body put on all its weight as she stood on one leg to fit the other shoe. He knew things would only get better as he would continue to shrink down and have more space, but for now, it was really scary, dark and claustrophobic. The smell of nylon, soap and old shoe leather mixed together kind of nicely and was not unpleasant, but he knew that it would get worse.
Meanwhile, both girls got prepped, brushing hair, putting on makeup, skirts tops, perfume, lipstick. Both girls looked gorgeous and sexy, ready to tackle down a good night out. Inside Sarah’s shoe, the heat only rose while she would step and walk around on him. The hard trampling was bearable, but painful as Sarah’s toes would press down on him most of the time. He could hear them chatting and completely ignoring him while doing their business, but the sound of their voice was muffled and distant.
Erin and Sarah finally called the taxi and went to the restaurant for dinner. During that time, Jake continued to shrink, and while they were eating, there was less pressure on him, only giving him a break before the real storm. Sarah’s foot was now comfortably set in the leather shoe, which was molded around her foot perfectly. She never let him get any fresh air, no dangling, no shoeplay, nothing but the occasional toe wiggling. Jake felt like he would suffocate, but he knew it would be alright and that he would not die. After all, Sarah was a pro at torturing tinies like this, judging by the fact she had a little girl in her boot. Thinking about it, Jake wondered where that little girl was now. He didn’t know, but Sarah picked the tiny girl out of her leather boots and placed her inside her other shoe, so she had a tiny person inside each of her shoes, under her toes; Jake in the left shoe, and that tiny girl in the right shoe. Erin on the other hand, had no Tiny in her shoes, but the plan was to later on take Jake for herself and torture him that way as well. Jake feared that moment while trying to appreciate he wasn’t dead yet and that he was under Sarah’s foot.
He truly loved her. Even tortured, tormented and crushed, trampled underfoot, he loved Sarah. He had time in there to think about that beautiful stranger he met the day before, how time seemed to go so fast and how he literally failed at his mission. For him, the guilt and failure were hurting even more than being crushed inside this high heel shoe under this beautiful woman. He hated to have to live with his failure and wished he had been more aware and more focused on his mission, instead of letting this girl’s charms entangle him.
But his mind soon focused on the fact the girl above him was walking, dinner was over. He could hear a lot of voices, then hard electronic music was louder and louder. Sarah’s foot was sweating on him and he was now less than one inch tall, closing in on his final small size as Sarah and Erin got drinks at the bar. They waited to feel more of the alcohol’s effect to hit the dancefloor, but they eventually did. As a matter of fact, Sarah still knew Jake was under her toes, but she didn’t really care or give it a thought anymore. She was dancing, drinking, having fun with her friend, being looked at by horny human males and having a good time. All that time, Jake got trampled, crushed, danced on, squeezed and mostly flooded by her foot sweat, the hard steps and constant motion almost making him sick. Her foot smell started to change too, from flowery soap to a more strong musky, leathery and sweaty odor. He could feel the shoe material being abused around him, absorbing the weight and movements as much as the sweat. The nylon brushed over his naked body, irritating his fragile skin.
A while later, Fresh air and multicolored lights and heavy music sounds poured into the shoe s Sarah pulled her foot out. She was sitting at the bar, holding the shoe in her hand and peered inside. She grinned, half drunk, at Jake who was actually trying to look up at her beautiful face. But he didn’t have time to really adjust to light, the shoe tilted and her tumbled down on the side and finally slid down to the heel section and he could only realize that the moment he feared had finally arrived. Sarah was tilting the shoe above Erin’s red high heel opening, transferring the tiny Jake from her shoe to her friend’s shoe. He didn’t fall long before he hit the insole of the red high heel and immediately got assaulted by Erin’s more potent foot smell. The shoe was more worn out too and he could see the insole’s brand name was faded. He looked down the steep slope of the high heel into the toe section as Erin tilted her shoe so he would slide down the length until her rested on the wet and worn insole of the sexy heel. Erin laughed and insulted him, but he didn’t look up or cared, all he was trying to do was to adjust to this new hostile environment. He was not shrinking anymore, h was back to his half and inch true Tiny size. He felt the shoe being lowered, and when he finally turned around on his back to look up all he could see was Erin’s perfect nylon clad foot descending up on him. She wasn’t careful or gentle like Sarah. She stuffed her foot inside and brought her foot down on the nightclub floor and twisted her ankle and forced her foot to fit into the shoe until her heel dropped in the shoe, trapping Jake under her sweaty nylon toes. Satisfied, Erin laughed and crossed her legs, drinking her drink, while Jake tried not to choke on her terribly more powerful foot smell.
And the dancing resumed.
Jake could only assume that Erin was an absolute evil person as she was stomping him more heavily, dancing more aggressively and crunching her powerful massive toes on his tiny body. While Sarah had a more gentle approach, Erin was merciless. Where Sarah was uncaring and oblivious, Erin was purposefully making Jake’s life hard and she was focused on crushing him, trampling him and torturing him under her toes without second thoughts. She danced ferociously, sometimes just stomped her foot down on Jake. She was finally having her turn, and she was going all in.
Jake didn’t cope well with the situation and eventually passed out, around midnight, his body could not endure the pressure and constant trampling under Erin’s cruel foot and his mind abandoned him, plunging him into a coma in which he could still hear the music and sounds, but he could do nothing but suffer a swallowing twirl of nightmares.
Chapter 5
What Jake didn’t know, is that during the evening Erin gave back Jake to Sarah, and her was unceremoniously dumped into her right shoe, which was sweaty and hot from all the dancing. Being unconscious Jake never knew what happened, but to make a long story short, the girls got out of the club and went to grab a bite at a 24h restaurant and then they both parted ways to each go to their respective homes. Sarah was half drunk and barely held it together. Once home she removed her shoes placed them carefully next to her bed, undressed, brushed her teeth and went to bed. That pretty much how the evening ended.
When Jake actually woke up, he was still inside Sarah’s right shoe and his whole body was sore and aching like if he had been rolled on by a compactor. It took him a few moments to really get to focus and feel his mind was slowly taking its rightful place into his brain. He took in some deep breaths focusing on the air coming from outside the smelly wedge shoe. He knew where he was, didn’t know how he got there, but at least he was not with Erin, and that was good news.
His attention got distracted. He could hear faint whimpers, someone talking, in the background. He got on his knees and look around only to realize there was this other tiny over there, a woman, naked, shaking and whimpering in the same shoe he was in. He immediately stood up and went to her, he crouched and sat next to the woman, who was in her early 30’s probably. She was the Tiny that Sarah had been torturing for days now and she was the one inside her boots when they met. Jake could only notice the woman was entranced, speaking to herself with mumble undiscernible words, repeating and shaking, like if she was in complete shock. She totally ignored him and seemed to be delirious.
“Hey.” Said Jake reassuringly. The woman didn’t react, she kept mumbling and whimpering, her eyes fixing the shoe ceiling and her pupils fully dilated. Jake placed a careful hand on the woman’s shoulder and repeated. “Hey. It’s okay… I’m here to help.” He said softly. The woman’s eyes shifted and they looked at him, however there were no signs that her mind was fully there. She frowned and continued to mumble, like if she was in disbelief. Jake tried to understand what she was mumbling but he could not specifically her any word, only sounds and moan and possibly words that she was having a hard time to pronounce. “My name is Jake. I am Tiny too.” The woman then started to breathe heavily, something in her mind was going on, was it acknowledgement, recognition, was she coming back to reality. The poor girl had suffered a lot. But she suddenly moved, tried to grab Jake’s hand and she started to cry. She cried of joy. The joy to see someone, to hold them, to be in contact with. She tried to move closer to him and invited Jake into hug. Jake lowered himself and enlaced the poor trembling woman and hugged her. Her arms wrapped around him with strength he didn’t expect, and she exploded in heartfelt cries. “It’s okay. I am here. We’ll be alright.” He tried to be reassuring while they were both hugging each other, as complete strangers, inside a huge smelly human shoe.
That woman was slowly coming back to reality. Jake didn’t let go until he felt she was also loosening the hug. She finally mumbled something comprehensible: “Legs…. Bb..bbb…broken.” she said. Jake looked at the woman’s legs. She could not move them. Jake frowned and looked around, then tried to look up the high heel slope, it was morning, probably nearing noon. Sarah was sleeping in. He had no idea how to get out of that shoe, it was way too big and heavy to tilt over, and the heel was too high, the walls impossible to climb.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of here. I know people, my friends, my community. They will take care of you. I’ll find a way to get you there. I promise.” He said. The woman closed her eyes, visibly more calm. After a few minutes she finally said something.
“Sylvie.” She said. Jake nodded.
“Hi Sylvie. Nice to meet you.” He said. She managed to give him a smile. She was so exhausted her eyes would simply close. She was probably in great pain too and Jake, luckier, was in good shape, nothing broken, only bad memories of being danced on remained in his mind. Jake decided it would be best to let the woman rest. He didn’t add anything else and just pondered the situation.
Later on, Jake could hear noises coming from up there in the bedroom. Sarah was stirring in the bed and slowly waking up. He stood up and carefully picked up the Tiny Sylvie, holding her as she was barely conscious and resting, her legs being completely numb. He held her in his arms like a prince would hold a princess, and he walked to the base of the heel slope on the insole. When he looked up, he could see Sarah was sitting on the bed and she was rubbing her eyes and yawning. He waited patiently for the giantess woman to look down, and she did. She saw him holding the tiny broken woman.
“Oh my god…” said Sarah with a booming yet not fully awake voice while looking down at her shoe. “Is she dead?” asked Sarah. Jake titled his head side to side, but he was so small and barely visible, Sarah had to get closer and look down into the shoe to notice he was actually telling her that no…she was not dead. “What have I done?” said Sarah up above. For the first time since they met, Jake could feel that Sarah was feeling differently. What was it, remorse? Was she feeling bad about what she had done to them? He didn’t know, but he could see in her facial expression that something was different. He slowly lowered the woman’s body to the shoe insole and carefully let her body lay down. He then kneeled and placed his both hands together and looked up at Sarah. It was clear that he was actually begging for Sarah’s pity. He was trying to show her that she went too far, that what she did to this woman was unnecessary cruel and that it had to stop. And sometimes you don’t need words to express something and to his great surprise, it seemed like the message went through. Sarah picked up the worn shoe they were in and slowly brought it to her bed table. She blinked a few times and frowned, unsure what top think but visibly shaken by Jake’s plea.
“Am I monster?” asked Sarah to herself, holding her head. “What is this nonsense?” she continued. She stood up and disappeared from Jake’s view. Tho not far as Jake could hear Sarah talking to herself. “I am a monster… These are people… they… they were once human… how could I have been so stupid…”
For some reasons, maybe a combination of feeling cruel, lots of alcohol the previous night, and the sight of Jake begging, all suddenly created a shift in Sarah’s way of thinking. She walked back to the shoe and she had tears flowing on her cheeks. “What have I done?” she repeated. She looked down, concerned and pitiful, then a lightbulb lit up in her head. She walked away from view again, and this time, she left the room completely. When she walked back she was holding a paper with scribbles on it.
“I am going to pick you up now Jake.” She said. Also this was the first time she was suddenly delicate with him, pinching him carefully between her gigantic thumb and forefinger, bringing him up and along until she deposited him on top of the paper, on top of her kitchen table. There she had written the medicine formula, Jake could remember it as he was reading the whole thing. After all, she was a graduate in biology, and it all made sense that she was able to understand these things. Jake’s heart raced as he looked up at Sarah.
“I can’t believe it.” Said Sarah. “If this works, it could revolutionize science. This could be the discovery of the century. Tiny people all around the world could grow back and be free from….” She paused. “…from us…. the monsters.”
Jake was completely astonished. Deep inside, hope was revived and he looked up at Sarah who was actually trying to calculate and check the maths once more just to be sure, and his heart confirmed it, he was in love.
To be continued...