Crushed Love - Chapter 2

It was January. We spent the holidays together. It was a snowy normal day. I had slept over her place and her mother Suzy made pancakes for us. We were both 20 years old, and happy. A couple like no other. Everything between me and Melany was based on respect and consent. We were both happy together the way it was. But then Melany brought it back after breakfast when we were back in her room.

“We should shrink you!” she said to me.

“Ahah, yeah, right.” I said. Then there was a silence, something less comfortable than usual. “What? You’re serious?” I asked.

“Yup. I am sure you would love to live in my shoe and be my little footslave all the time.” She said. Woah, that was sexy, but I wasn’t too sure where this was going.

“How small?” I asked, out of curiosity.

“I don’t know, maybe one inch?” she said.

“Woah, that’s small!” I said back.

“Small enough for you to stay under my foot without being crushed! You could be either under here…” she said, touched the arch of her right bare foot, while sitting on her bed. “…or here…” she said, touching the underside of her toes with her finger. She smiled at me wickedly. “…of course you would have to be careful not to get crushed under my heel, right?”

“Right!” I said, aroused and scared. “That’s a nice fantasy you got there.” I told her, joining her in bed and kissing her.

“But maybe we should do it for real.” She said back. I frowned a bit, playfully.

“What, shrink me to one inch?”

“Yup! That would be awesome.” She said.

“Yeah, sure would. But hey, I don’t want to be shrunk, I like to hug you, I like to hold you in my arms, and kiss your neck, and smell your hair, and I mean, Mel, I love you too damn much to do something like that!”

“Sara works in the science lab at the university. They have a shrinking machine you know. For science purposes.” Melany told me about her sister working there and shrinking stuff. “Some people shrink themselves you know.”

“Yeah I know, but, they cannot grow back Mel. I can’t believe you’re being serious about this. I can’t give up my life just like that!” I said playfully.

“Why not?”

“Well, uh…I mean... I have friends….” I said, thinking.

“Barely.” She said. “Come on James, think about it! You would be at my feet all the time! Isn’t that what you wish for anyway?”

“Yes of course baby, I love to be at your feet. And it would be awesome to be that small and be your footslave like you said, but….” I started.

“…but what? You chicken?” she said.

“I am not chicken!” I said back. “Well maybe, …just…maybe I am, okay? Maybe I don’t want to take that big of a decision just like that.” Melany poked me with her finger.

“Chicken.” She said. I rolled my eyes. We hugged and kissed, the conversation was over and I was now a chicken for not wanting to shrink down to one inch tall forever. But, the thought worked itself into my mind. For the next weeks, I was troubled by it. I tried to imagine myself that small, and I got aroused by it. I got aroused by the fact my girlfriend was actually turned on by it. I tried to picture out how things would be like once shrunk, and I couldn’t think about what could go wrong. I would spend time in her shoes, with her feet, and they would be huge. I surprised myself at scrolling the internet about giantess fetish and seeing pictures of real men, shrunk, at the feet of their mistresses or girlfriends or whatever. Some were collages, but some were real shrunken men living the dream. I tried to shake off that idea but it would always come back, teasing me. I felt like it was calling me.

And then I thought about what I would lose. Friends? Nah, they wouldn’t miss me. Family? Barely had any relationship with them. I would go missing and they wouldn’t even notice or care. Money? I didn’t have much. Job? Hated it. Dreams? They were all about Melany. The only thing I thought I would truly miss is asking her to marry me and have children with her. But since we never really had sex and both didn’t like it, I thought this would be a bad idea anyway, I mean, to have kids. Damn it, Melany had placed a seed in my head, and it grew. It grew to the point where I had more pros than cons to shrink myself. Spend a life at Melany’s perfect feet. Be her little tiny lover. It all looked and felt good when I thought about it.

And that’s how I managed to convince myself and end up telling her, in February that yes, I wanted to do it.

“Really?” she said.

“Yeah, I guess.” I said back. She hugged me so tight I had never felt her hug me like that before.

“Oh my god, you would do this for me, it’s so awesome!” she said. “I love you James. You’re the best person I ever met, and I am sure we’ll both have fun!”

“Are you sure it’s not just plain stupid?” I asked.

“No, this is the best love statement ever. It’s so perfect, I mean, who would do that? It really means a lot to me, James. That you would be ready to shrink yourself for me, it’s the greatest thing someone can do for someone else. To give their life away like that for one person. You’re so romantic and cute!” she said.

“Yeah okay, maybe, but you realize that once this is done, there is no going back, right?”

“Yes. I do. I know. Wow, I love you so much James.” She said to me. We kissed like never before. I could truly feel she was happy, and it made me happy inside. I felt like a hero. Giving my life for love. I also felt like I was stupid, But isn’t it hat love is all about? It’s a fall after all. For a moment I thought maybe she was just testing me to see if I would do that for her, but I actually discovered over the next weeks, that Melany was really serious about shrinking me. She had plans on how to treat me with care. She had thought about how to wear me inside her shoes. She wasn’t joking at all. She wanted me down there under her feet all the time, and while it scared me to hell and back, it also greatly aroused me.

But the day came in April. On a Saturday. She had planned everything with her sister Sara. I was to give up my life for the woman I loved and I didn’t listen to that bad feeling I had in my stomach when we entered the laboratory at the university. There wasn’t anybody since it was the week-end. Well…Sara was there.

“Man, you’re crazy.” Said Sara, greeting us.

“You don’t understand Sara, it’s pure love.” Said Melany to her sister as we walked in.

“Don’t do it. It’s a bad idea. You can’t grow back once it’s done. It’s not too late to change your mind.” Said Sara directly to me.

“I know. I…have thought about it a lot, and I know the consequences.” I said back.

“You’re a fool. But, whatever. If you want to shrink to live at my sister’s feet, it’s your thing. But don’t tell me I never warned you. Both in fact. I warn you both.”

“Come on Sara, let’s get this over with.” Said Melany. “We know what we’re doing.”

“Okay...” said Sara. She sighed, visibly disapproving the whole thing. “Follow me.” We both did, and she brought us to some machine that looked like an oven, but bigger. She explained me the process, that once shrunk my molecules would be densified and it would render me as hard as a rock and that all my basic needs would be greatly diminished. I had already read about all those things. I just focused on not panicking at the fact I was giving away my real life. She asked me to strip down naked and I did, trying to hide my midsection in front of Melany’s sister. Melany and I hugged, me naked, her fully dressed, for the last time. We kissed, for the last time.

“Ready? Cause I have other things to do.” Said Sara.

“I am ready.” I said back.

“I love you baby.” Said Melany. A tear slowly made down it’s way on her cheek. A love tear. Like when you say to your lover that you’ll see them when they come back.

I fit myself into the machine and took some deep breathes. It was really dark. The door was closed and I was confined in a very small space in total darkness. While uncomfortable, I tolerated it, because I had been thinking about how it would be to be shrunk and stuck inside a shoe and tried to scare away the claustrophobia. I did good and now I was tolerating it. Then, I felt like the walls surrounding me were removed. I was in total darkness and felt like I was in a very vast room. Air flew around me. I could move my legs and arms, I could even stand up but, I couldn’t see anything.

That’s when I saw a huge gigantic door open up and light poured in. I could see Sara and Melany, side by seide peering into my giant room, but, they were also giant. Goodness it was over. Already. I had shrunk without even noticing a different. The only difference is that when I came in I was in a small space, and now, I was in a huge space.

“James? James! Are you alright, Oh my god!” That was Melany’s voice. “Oh my god!” she said again. There was a pause. She looked at her sister, the exchanged a look. “He’s so small!” She said.

“What were you expecting?” Said Sara.

“I don’t know, oh my god, James, are you alright?” asked Melany.

“Hey! It worked?” I said. But I realized they could not hear me, so I screamed the same thing again.

“It worked alright.” Said Sara. “You’re now one inch tall.” She added. “And to think it’s only to be at my sister’s feet, what a waste…” she said, she then stood up and walked away, only Melany was there in the opening. I walked closer to it, to see my giantess goddess of a girlfriend.

“Baby... you’re so small!” Melany said, crying, holding her hands on her mouth. She was in shock, more than I was. I had prepared for this moment, I had imagined it, made up my mind about it. But MY girlfriend was in shock.

“I know Mel, isn’t that great?” I said loud. She heard it.

“But… yeah I guess it is…. Oh my god. James…what did you do?”

“What do you mean, we both wanted this!”

“Yes I know, but, what if we made a mistake?” she said, still crying.

“Baby it’s alright! It’s me, okay? I’m here. I’ll always be with you, in your shoe, remember.” I said.

“Yeah, right. Sorry. I huh…I… it’s just…wow, you…..we did it.” She stuttered.

“Yes, We did it.” I said.

“Just put him in your shoe and leave me, I have work to do. We’re in a rush nowadays, that’s why I have to be here on a stupid Saturday.” Said Sara walking by.

“Right.” Said Melany. She looked down at me. “In my shoe.” She added.

My heart skipped a beat.

To be continued...