I was alone in the dark. Heart racing I edged out into the open. I could feel the sense of space around me as walls and ceiling were invisible in the darkness. I could have been standing in a vast aircraft hanger or warehouse, but I wasn’t. I was in my next door neighbour’s bedroom.
A sliver of light escaped through the crack under the door ahead of me. I heard her moving beyond it: a tap running, humming of a song, the rustle of clothing.
I tried to piece together what had happened. I had been sitting in the kitchen with a G&T. Mrs Robinson had invited me in after I’d helped her move some boxes in the garage. I had felt woozy and then slipped into unconsciousness. When I came to I was in the dark, naked, and in this enormous volume of air. I could smell her perfume. Somehow I knew I was in her bedroom, and that I was much smaller than I should be. in the dark, without reference points it was difficult to understand my scale. The carpet was thick and deep under my bare feet, like standing on coils of soft rope. The gap under the door sent out a low shaft of light but I couldn’t judge how far I was from it. I fumbled forwards, and as my eyes adjusted to the darkness I saw a pair of her high heels looming above me. I could have walked through the arch. I gulped.
Then I heard a voice.
“Are you ready? I’m coming in.”
The door swung open and light flooded into the room. At first I was blinded and covered my eyes. A immense silhouette filled the brightness, casting a deep shadow. It was her. She towered over me. I blinked and tried to focus on her. She was wearing a silk gown and I could see her smile as she looked down at me. Her eyes twinkled. She looked hungry. Then she raised her arms, bracing them against the sides of door as if she was blocking the way. As if there was any way I could have got past her. Her gown fell open revealing her body. I gasped. Her hips were so thick. Her bush was a dense, dark, forest. But my eyes were drawn upwards. Her tits sat huge and heavy on her chest. They were like planets. They must have been augmented. Those rumours about her past as an adult star in the 90s leapt into my mind.
“Mmmm, that’s it, I see you like what you see.” she said, with a smile that at once looked smug, cruel, and delighted. “I like that you’re so eager.” I glanced down and realised that I had already begun to stroke myself. I was fully hard. Looking back up I saw her moving towards me, a vast shadow bearing down on me at an alarming speed for something so large. Her perfume washed over me, strongly sweet and floral, and her hand roughly grasped my whole body. I surrendered at once.
*I’m so happy with how the lighting came out on this. I’ve tried to do shrink images in a dark environment before but this is the most successful. There are two versions of the main image. One where the focus is on the little guy, and one where it’s on Mrs Robinson. The one I went with was where she’s in focus as so much of detail can get picked out, as opposed to having a nice crisp silhouette of the tiny man. It made more sense in terms of detail, but it’s nice to be able to flick between them. What do you think? FYI He's about 6 inches tall.