A Slow Shrink Tale
By Slipstream
"Why me? O' god why me?" Chris thought to himself as he sat on
the
oversized yellow plastic chair drinking stale water from a
plastic cup that
dwarfed him as he struggled with it in his hands.
"Finished already…here let me fill it for you."
Suddenly the cup became too heavy to hold as fresh water
cascaded into it
causing Chris to slump forward placing the oversized cup on the
wobbly
plastic table…but not before he had soaked himself.
"Jesus Christ Becky now looks what you've done!"
Chris jumped down from the chair and rung out his ill-fitting
shirt, a dark
shadow fell over him…again he'd made the mistake of raising his
voice after
all it was an easy mistake to make…only twenty two months ago
his voice
commanded respect and authority…but now…
* * * *
22 months earlier
"Come on babe the waters lovely and warm!" Chris called out to
his wife Kim.
"No I'm fine right here with Becky, enjoying the sun."
"Your loss."
Chris swam in the clear water of the blue lagoon; it was a
lovely sunny July
day and what better way to spend it than with his wife and
daughter.
Life was good for Chris he'd been married going on 9 years and
at the age of
29 still had plenty to look forward too. His wife Kimberly was 2
years his
junior and quite the stunner, Chris was proud to have such a
pretty and
intelligent wife.
Becky had come along 7 years earlier; she was planned and both
Chris and
Kim hoped to give her little brother or sister shortly.
Chris snorkelled along his favourite reef looking at all the
pretty coloured
fish…he could name most of the species as this was his favourite
past time.
As he swam he noticed something strange, there seemed to be an
orange
light emanating from the side of the reef about 12ft down.
Taking a deep
breath Chris swam down to investigate…true enough Chris was
right there
was a bright orange light but it wasn't coming from within the
reef, it was
actually on it!
Unable to hold his breath any longer Chris returned to the
surface, he was
giddy like a school kid…had he just discovered a new type of
water plankton?
Taking in another deep breath he swam down to the light and
after taking
another good look decided he needed to take a sample back with
him,
reaching for his knife he slowly tried scrapping off a small
sample. It was
useless the stuff just wasn't playing ball, Chris was close to
running out of air
and in a last ditch attempt to break off a piece he stabbed at
the rock but to
his surprise the blade sank in easily…far too easily causing his
hand to rub
roughly against the rock. Returning to the surface he felt pain
shooting
through his hand, which surprised him as it, was only a graze.
"Chris honey…thank god."
Chris opened his eyes to see his wife clenching his fist and
crying with joy.
"Kim honey…where am I?"
"You're in hospital, don't you remember?"
"Remember what? How long?"
"3 day's, the Doctors almost gave up on you!"
"No wait, but…it can't be…I remember grazing my hand…but nothing
else."
Little did Chris know what effect those little graze would have
upon his life!
* * * * *
Chris didn't try to fight off Becky's hand as her trunk like
fingers wrapped
around him covering him from head to toe…after all what could a
3" tall man
do!
Becky held her Dad before her face and lifting an eyebrow she
said…
"Sorry Daddy, what did you say?"
Chris held his head low and said…
"Nothing Becky…I…I just got a little wet!"
"Hmm, well that's good cause you know that Barbie doesn't like
blasphemy."
Becky was playing with her dolls and Chris was dating her Barbie
doll! Even
though he didn't stand much higher than her knee!
Becky lowered Chris back to the floor and watched as he
struggled to climb
back up onto the plastic chair.
* * * *
19 months earlier
Chris was getting ready to go out, he and Kim were off to the
summer ball
that his firm held every year.
"Kim have you seen my jacket?"
"What darling." Kim replied as she walked into bedroom holding
her head to
one side drying her hair.
"Have you seen my jacket? You know the one I bought for Donna's
wedding."
"Hmm, yea I think its hanging at the top of the wardrobe."
Chris opened Kim's wardrobe and looked amongst her stuff on the
top rung
and sure enough there was his jacket…as he reached for it
something really
strange happened…
"Chris what is it? Chris…you ok?"
"What? Well I'm not sure…could you come over here."
Kim got up and walked over to Chris.
"Well what is it?"
Chris looked Kim up and down and then asked.
"Do I look different?"
"Err…different how?"
"Well erm…shorter."
"Shorter!"
Kim stood closer and looked slightly alarmed.
"What? I do don't I…I knew it, look I can't reach my jacket!"
Kim stood with her mouth open for a minute…had she noticed it
earlier? No
she'd always been slightly taller than Chris when she wore her
heels…Then
looking down she realised that she wasn't wearing anything on
her feet, in
fact it was Chris that wore his slippers and yet he was still a
good half inch
shorter than her.
Chris's head followed hers and he could tell by the look on her
face that he
was right.
"Christ Kim you're taller than me without any heels on! You're
what…Five feet
eight inches. I've been 5' 9" since I was eighteen…Jesus that's
1 and a half
inches shorter."
"Calm down, would you listen to yourself…what you think you're
the
incredible shrinking man now! There has to be an
explanation…maybe I've
grown…yea that must be it…I've grown."
"Well settle this for sure just wait here." Chris said as he ran
out the bedroom
door.
Chris fumbled about in one of the kitchen draws looking for a
tape measure.
"O come on, I know you're in here!"
The doorbell rang startling Chris.
"HONEY CAN YOU GET THAT?" Chris yelled.
"WHAT?" Kim replied.
"Never mind." Chris mumbled to himself as he closed the draw and
headed to
the front door.
"Hi Mr Jackson." Greeted Cally as the door opened.
"O' hi Cally…please come in."
Cally was the baby sitter a nice 17-year-old girl that lived
next door.
"Jeez, even Cally looks taller." Chris thought to himself as
Cally walked passed
him.
Chris left Cally to make herself comfortable a he went back
upstairs.
"Right here we go let's settle this here and now."
"Chris we're running late…come on hurry up and finish dressing,
look I've
gotten your jacket down for you."
"Please Kim just humour me for a minute…then I'll get ready at
the double."
(Big sigh) "Ok…what do you want me to do?"
"Just stand up straight against the door and let me measure
you're height."
Kim stood straight and Chris marked off a small mark at her
height.
"There you go 5' 8" same as always…you haven't grown. Now will
you do
me?"
Chris backed up against the door and stood straight, Kim reached
up and
looked surprised as she marked it off.
"What is it?" Chris asked as she stood back.
Chris turned around and straight away could see that the mark
Kim had made
for his height was slightly lower than hers!!!!!!
* * * *
"Becky can you bring your dad in here." Called Cally.
"No were playing!" Replied Becky.
"NOW BECKY…I WON'T ASK AGAIN!"
Becky reached over for Chris and roughly grabbed him while
knocking over
his chair and table.
Chris winced as she marched down the stairs mumbling to herself
and
swinging her arm up and down.
"Here you go." Becky said as she roughly threw Chris on the
ground next to
Cally's feet.
"Jeez Becky, be careful would you!"
Cally leaned forward and could see the little man lying between
her feet.
"You ok Mr Jackson?"
Chris looked up at the pretty face looking down at him and
nodded.
He was hurt! But his male pride still covered up the pain he
felt…he knew
Becky didn't mean it…she just treated him like one of her
dolls…difference
was they were hard plastic, he was flesh and bone!
"Becky you come back here!"
Stomping back into the room Becky replied.
"WHAT NOW!"
"Apologise to your Dad."
"What for?"
"For being rough with him!"
Stamping her foot down and looking sternly at Cally she said
"But I wasn't…not my fault if he's a cry baby."
"Becky now please."
"O' sorry Dad." She said and then walked off.
Chris wished Cally wouldn't do that as Becky then blamed him for
her being
told off and that meant trouble for him!
Cally reached down and picked Chris up, she lay him carefully in
the palm of
her hand and rubbed his chest with her right pointing finger.
Chris knew what she wanted…she was going to get him to paint her
finger
nails, he didn't mind too much when he was 5" and taller but at
his current
height he found it difficult to lift the brush…but he really
didn't have a choice.
* * * *
17 Month's earlier
"Please smile Chris…for Christ sake cheer up!"
"Cheer up! O' yea it's alright for you…you're not shrinking!"
"What! It's all right for me…of course it doesn't matter that my
husband
might fit in the palm of my hand one day! Don't you dare lay
that on me…this
is just as hard for me as it is for you."
"Mummy who's shrinking?"
"O' err no one honey!"
"But you said…"
"I know what I said but!"
"Wait! Becky come over here and sit on Daddy's knee." Chris said
as he
looked over at Kim.
Kim frowned and shook her head.
"No it's time, she'll notice soon anyway."
Becky sat on Chris's lap and he tried explaining what was
happening to him.
"Will I be getting bigger than you?"
"Yes Becky…one day!"
"How small will you get?"
"Becky that's enough let you're Daddy have a rest now." Kim said
as she felt
tears well up in her eyes.
Becky kissed Chris on the cheek and skipped out the room.
"Phew that was easier than I expected."
"Did you have to tell her now? Couldn't you have left it for a
week or two!"
"Kim I'm 5' 4" tall…that's a loss of 5" in 12 week's, and as you
quite rightly
pointed out yesterday I seem to be shrinking faster with each
passing week."
Kim sat next to Chris on the sofa and taking hold of his hand
said
"Whatever happens Chris we'll face this together ok…"
Chris looked into her eyes and smiled knowing there were some
tough times
ahead.
* * * *
Chris was indeed finding it difficult to paint Cally's
fingernails, not only was
the brush heavy to hold but he becoming intoxicated by the
fumes!
"Come on Mr Jackson only one finger and thumb to go!"
Chris looked up at her with a pained expression hoping she'd
take pity on him
and complete the task herself…no such luck she just smiled and
carried on
watching the TV.
Lifting the brush up into the bottle to fill it with paint was
now proving almost
impossible, as Chris was exhausted; the brush was becoming
increasingly
heavier and the top of the bottle was chest height…
"Just two more to go, just two more." Chris kept on repeating to
himself.
Carefully he painted the last but one nail making sure not to go
over the edge
or she'd make him clean it off and do it again! Standing back he
looked and
thought that was a good job now for the last one.
Struggling with the brush he heaved it up onto his shoulder and
planting his
hands firmly on the narrow stem lowered it into the bottle one
last time…he
sure was a mess, polish all over him and his hands were now
feeling the
strain of having many layers of polish on them!
Chris began to lift the brush out one last time but as it neared
the top he
pulled it too soon sending the bottle toppling toward him.
Quickly he dropped
the brush and attempted to stop the bottle from falling over…but
it was too
heavy. The bottle hit the tabletop and rolled towards Cally's
hand leaving a
trail of purple glitter nail polish in its wake.
"Cally help please." Chris shouted as he got back to his feet.
"O' you stupid idiot."
Quickly Cally's hand shot out and picked up the bottle, in doing
so she had
inadvertently knocked Chris off of the table.
Cally got to her feet and quickly ran to get some paper towels
to clean the
table before it stained too bad.
* * * *
15 Month's earlier
"Now remember Chris, Donna's coming today."
"Yea, how could I forget…what was it she said on the phone, O' I
can't wait
to see the little fella!"
"Come on Chris you know she's only teasing…after all the years
of you calling
her shortie…besides she is my only sister, so remember be
nice…if only for
me!"
"I suppose so…but only for you."
"Good, now we won't be long…an hour maybe two. Come on Becky
hurry
up."
Kim ruffled Chris's hair as she walked past him. Chris clenched
his teeth as he
hated when she did that…it had become a regular thing since he'd
shrunk
below the 5' mark and being 4' 5" now meant he was 15" shorter
than her
and only 5" taller than his quickly growing 8 year old daughter!
He really
wasn't looking forward to the day that his daughter's height
would pass him
by…but he knew that day was coming fast!
Chris watched as Kim hurried Becky out of the front door, her
nice trim arse
never looked better!
Settling down he switched on his X-Box and loaded up Halo, he'd
completed it
twice but that didn't matter the game was just so darned good.
He'd bought
one of the smaller controller's as he was finding the default
one a little bulky
in his ever-dwindling hands!
Chris was happily blasting away when the doorbell rang.
"O' bloody hell! Who can that be?"
Pausing his game he got up and before opening the door he looked
out
through the glass window to the side.
"DONNA! Shit no…that's all I need."
The last thing he wanted right now was to be left alone with
Donna for he
knew she would tease him. They hadn't seen Donna since her
wedding over 2
years ago but last month when Kim was chatting on the phone with
her (as
they do every now and then), she let the cat out the bag about
his
shrinking…that was it, before they knew it she'd invited her
self to stay for a
week or two…and so here she was on the door step all 5' 5" of
her.
Donna was a pretty woman medium build with dark hair and
striking blue
eyes…some might say she resembles Morgan Brittany, truth be told
she could
probably pass as her double!
Again the doorbell rang!
Chris put his back to the door and thought for a moment…should
he wait until
Kim got home and just pretend that he fell asleep or something
like that.
"HELLO! I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE I CAN SEE YOUR BACK."
"You stupid prick!" Chris thought to himself as he realised that
she'd lifted up
the mail lid and like the daft berk he was he was standing with
his back to it.
"O' yea sorry Donna…err just having a little trouble with the
latch!"
"Hmm, I bet you are!"
Chris opened the door and looked up and up into the eyes of his
towering
smiling sister in-law. She looked an awfully lot taller than 5'
5"…looking down
to her feet he might have guessed! She was wearing knee high
boots with at
least a 3" sole and maybe 5" heel, making her 5' 10"…that's a
whole 17" taller
than himself!
Donna smiled down at Chris as she stepped in close to try and
intimidate him
with her height…it worked!
Chris felt himself redden as her large cleavage almost swallowed
his nose.
"My bags are in the car short stuff." She sniggered as she held
her car keys
out.
"And?" Chris replied as he took a couple of steps back.
"Well being that you're the man of the house I thought you'd
bring my bags
in for me."
"Well of course Donna…where's my manners, please come in and
make
yourself comfortable while I fetch your bags."
"That's more like it pip squeak, now come along hurry it up."
Chris looked angrily at her but bit his tongue and went to take
the keys from
her hand. But as he did this she raised them higher and higher
until they
were well out of his reach.
Chris jumped to try and reach them and Donna sniggered, she
loved this and
Chris knew it!
"What's the matter tiny can't you reach up and take the keys
from the little
woman?"
Chris was boiling now, but there was no way he was going to
loose it…well
not yet anyway.
Again he reached for them and again she lifted them up and out
of his reach.
Suddenly a moment of inspiration came to Chris…he reached for
the keys and
as before she bought her arm up and out of his reach, but this
time he
redirected his reach and tickled her under the arm.
"Arghhhh, that's cheating!" Donna yelled as she let go of the
keys.
Chris bent down to pick them up only for Donna to move her foot
and stamp
down on them.
"Donna would you move you're foot please."
"Hmm, look up here first!"
"And why would I want to do that?"
"Just do it and I'll take my foot of the key's little man!"
Chris turned his head and slowly guided his eyes up along the
shinny black
boots to the tight stretch denim of her jeans to the tight
fitting white T shirt
and past the hills that jutted way out to her smiling face
peering down at him.
Donna stood with her hands on her hips and loved every minute of
it!
"Ok now will you take you're foot off of the keys?"
"Just a minute Chris; just enjoy the view…because if you
continue to shrink as
you are then you'd better get used to it!"
Chris looked away quickly as she slid her foot back allowing him
to pick up
the keys, once again he felt himself flush red…but she was
right!
Donna turned and walked into the house laughing to herself.
Chris opened the car boot and lifted out the heavy case…boy was
it heavy,
"What's in here, the kitchen sink." Chris thought to himself as
the bag landed
on the floor with a heavy thud.
Chris closed the boot and began struggling with the case…he
could barley lift
it.
"Hi Chris."
Chris stopped in his tracks and looked around to see June
walking up the
drive. June was Cally's mum and boy was she big…when Chris was
5' 9" she
was big but know she looked enormous! Standing 6' 2" in her
stocking feet
and weighing in at 192lbs that was more than double his own
weight, which
just for the record was a mighty 77lbs.
June cast a big shadow over Chris as she stood next to him; he
craned his
neck back and looked up into her pretty face.
"Is Kim in?"
"No I'm afraid not, she won't be long though, would you like to
come in and
wait? Her sister Donna's just arrived and I'm sure she'd like to
meet you."
"Well only if you're sure!"
"Of course follow me."
Chris smiled to himself knowing that Donna would have to stop
her teasing
while June was there. Chris lifted the heavy bag and began
struggling to the
door with it.
Suddenly Chris felt a large hand on his shoulder.
"Here let me."
June reached down and with little effort picked up the bag and
marched into
the house. Chris just stood there his mouth ajar…he couldn't
believe she'd
lifted that so easily!
* * * *
Chris awoke a little groggily…where was he? Why was it so dark?
Then he
remembered Cally knocking him off of the table…but where had he
landed?
He tried to sit up but found that the nail polish had dried
solid, sticking his
upper body and his arms tightly to the floor. Chris kicked his
legs about in the
hope that it may free him, but this proved useless.
Craning his neck back he could just make out some small
indentations in front
of him…five to be exact each smaller than the last.
"O' shit no…Please don't let it be…HELP, HELP ME PLEASE…HELP."
Chris
screamed as he began to panic!
Chris had realised where he was not only was the odour starting
to work
through the smell of the nail polish but he knew what the
indentations
were…they were from Cally's toes…he'd fallen into one of her
ankle boots!
Franticly he pulled at his hands and attempted to roll over, all
to no avail he
was stuck solid. The only part of him that he could move were
his legs and
his head other than that he wasn't going anywhere!
It was getting increasingly hot in there and the smell was
getting stronger it
really was unpleasant, a kind of strong acrid smell. Chris's
struggles were
subsiding now as he was close to exhaustion.
"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP!" Chris continued to scream.
But the outside world could not hear him. As Chris quieten down
he could
hear the TV, so he knew that Cally had returned and was sitting
right next to
him!
"She must hear me she must." He thought to himself.
10 minutes later and Chris was both horse and exhausted, he
could no longer
scream as that hurt too much and he could barley move as he'd
struggled so!
He just lay there awaiting the inevitable, he just hoped and
preyed that she'd
notice him…but then he was rather a long way down the insole,
his head lay
not too far from the big toe indentation…but that's all he
had…hope!
Chris listen hard he could hear the TV as clear as a whistle but
still he hadn't
heard any voices…and then as if on cue.
"Cally can Dad come play with me now!" Becky said as she entered
the
lounge.
"What! Yea sure if he wants too."
Chris felt the ground shake as Becky approached; she stopped
standing
directly over Cally's boots.
"Where is he?"
"Sulking somewhere I suppose."
Suddenly Chris's hope's raised, as the darkness in the boot
became a whole
lot darker.
"Help…please help me…down here in the boot." Chris softly
barked.
Becky was standing talking with Cally while ideally playing with
her boot…the
boot that Chris was in!
Becky slid her foot slowly into the boot…Chris screamed as he
saw five plump
toes heading his way…He closed his eyes and waited…and waited.
Looking up
again he saw that the toes were gripping the edge of the boot
and not
actually entering it.
"Cally?"
"Yea."
"I like your boots."
"Good."
"Cally?"
"What!"
"Can I try your boot's on?"
"Yea course you can…just be careful with them they cost a lot of
money."
Chris screamed…he didn't want his daughter to have to live with
the fact that
she'd killed her Daddy; he began struggling harder than he ever
had as the
light slowly evaporated until he was in total darkness. Chris
was pulling up so
hard now that the skin on his chest was close to ripping off, it
was too little
too late as Chris felt Becky's toes pass over him…his struggling
ceased and he
began to sob.
Becky completed inserting her feet into the boots and after
zipping them up
began to walk around, she could feel a slight bump in the right
one under her
arch but as the boots were too big she didn't worry about it!
To his amazement Chris was still alive after Becky had completed
putting on
the boots. He began to wriggle against her arch hopping that
because her
skin was soft there that she would feel it…his wriggling soon
stopped as
Becky took her first step.
"Well what do you think…look good or what?" Becky said as she
walked in
front of Cally.
Cally burst out laughing as Becky looked really funny wearing
such big boots.
Chris felt like he was going to pop as her soft arch compressed
against his
body…he felt the soft insole give in under his body as his face
and chest were
mashed in until they met the hard sole. Lucky for Chris just as
he thought his
time was up did the pressure relent and he gasped for air.
However he found
he didn't have time to breath as Becky's foot once again
assaulted him.
After 5 or so minutes Becky sat down on the sofa laughing with
Cally, she
unzipped the boots and let them drop to the floor.
Chris thought he'd died and gone to hell, he was fighting for
every little bit of
air he could, just as he would draw some in then the impact of
Becky's next
step would force it from him…he wouldn't last much longer and he
knew it.
Five minutes was an awfully long time for Chris but suddenly he
felt hope as
Becky's weight became much less, he could actually turn his head
and draw
in a huge breath. Then his prays were answered after a minute or
so of the
constant swinging he heard the welcome sound of the zipper on
the boot
being undone.
The downward motion began and Chris felt a rush of fresh air as
the boot
toppled over. The top of the boot smashed onto the ground, Chris
screamed
as he hang their for a second or two suspended by the nail
polish still gluing
his chest and arms securely onto the boot insole! The boot
finally came to a
halt on it's side and this was really uncomfortable for Chris
his whole weight
pulling down against the skin on his chest and arms.
"Cally where's Dad?"
"I don't know, let's go find…after all your Mum will be home
soon."
Chris could hear them and tired to shout but his poor battered
body found it
far to painful.
"Becky, why don't you go look in the kitchen under the table, he
often keeps
out the way there."
"Ok."
While Becky was off looking in the kitchen Cally was searching
the lounge
looking in all his favourite hiding places.
"Hmm, well he's not in here, must be in the kitchen." Cally
thought to herself.
Just then Becky came bounding back into the lounge.
"Did you find him?" Cally enquired.
"No, he's not in there."
Cally was beginning to worry a little now, after all she was
employed to look
after them both while Kim was at work…"maybe he shrank again and
we can't
see him any more…O' god what if one of us has stepped on him."
Cally
thought this as she glanced at the bottom of her feet.
"Where can he be?"
"Wait a minute Becky…just think where did you see him last!"
"Err, when I bought him down for you…you know when he painted
your
nails."
"Course yea…wait let me think, I was sitting here."
As Cally walked back to where she was sitting she accidentally
stood on one
of her boots.
"Stupid thing." She yelled as she kicked her boot out of the
way.
Chris lay there and could hear them searching for him, but there
was nothing
he could do, he just had to wait and hope.
Suddenly the boot began to shake as one of them walked close to
it.
"Arghhhhhhhhh!" Chris screamed faintly as the boot collapsed and
compressed almost to the point of squishing him.
The boot reshaped it self and then was aggressively launched
into the air,
everything happened so fast that Chris didn't have time to think
about the
land as he was brutally assaulted again by the hard landing.
Cally retraced her steps, but still couldn't work out what had
happened to
him.
"He knocked over the polish, I ran out to get some paper
towels…that was it
haven't seen him since then."
"Maybe he's in one of these…remembered how I was nearly lost in
them."
Cally turned to see Becky holding up her boots.
Chris was close to given up…he was in so much pain and could see
no way
out when all of a sudden he felt the boot lift quickly and the
words he'd so
long wanted to hear left Becky's mouth.
"Cheeky madam, my feet aren't that big…now come on stop messing
around
and help me look for him."
Becky smiled and lifted the boot to her mouth and shouted.
"HELLO IS THERE ANYONE THERE…DAD ARE YOU IN THERE…Poo! Smelly
feet."
Chris's eardrums almost gave out as Becky yelled into the
boot…his luck stank
along with the rest of him, why couldn't she have screamed into
the other
one.
"Becky I mean it put them down and help me fined him."
Cally snatched the boots from Becky and dropped them to the
floor. She was
really worried now…what would she say to Kim…"Err sorry but I
lost him!"
Cally sat and pulled on her boot thinking only of where to look
next. She
zipped it up and pulled on the other one.
Chris didn't know whether he was coming or going as the boots
were thrown
about, then suddenly it got really dark and quiet, he could hear
her skin scrap
along the boot as her foot entered. Chris managed one last
scream as her
foot compressed him. This was it his life was over just as soon
as her foot hit
the floor and applied some weight as the ball of her foot
covered his head
and he knew for sure he wouldn't survive!
Cally zipped up her second boot and was just about to stand when
she felt a
slight tickle against her arch, worried it was a bug or
something she quickly
unzipped it and pulled out her foot.
Chris gasped for air as her toe's passed him and exited the
boot. He felt the
boot rotate and was violently shaken.
Cally couldn't believe it…there was defiantly something in her
boot but
nothing had fallen when she shook it. Gingerly she turned the
boot over and
carefully looked in.
"O' my god…Mr Jackson."
Becky ran over and looked into the boot in which her Dad had
been
imprisoned for the last few hours.
"Hee, he looks really funny in their…naughty Daddy you've had us
worried."
"Becky don't laugh…" Cally said trying not to herself.
Cally reached in and pinched Chris between her finger and thumb,
but as she
tried to pull him out she heard a faint scream come from the
depths of her
boot. She withdrew her hand and whispered into the boot.
"What is it Mr Jackson, don't you want to come out of there!"
She then turned her head and placed her ear to the opening to
hear a triad of
obscenities being directed at her, but she did manage to
understand that
Chris was in-fact stuck fast with nail polish. This amused her
somewhat to
think that something as simple as nail polish had held him
trapped in her boot
all afternoon…then she though of Becky prancing about in the
boot and this
bought another smile to her face.
Cally passed the boot to Becky.
"Here hold this for a moment…but don't touch, you're Dad is
stuck and I need
to get something to release him."
Becky held the boot and looked in, she could only see Chris's
legs kicking
about and thought he looked really funny.
Chris couldn't wait to get out of there, he wasn't sure if he
would have any
lasting injuries, his whole body was just one giant pain at the
moment.
The boot moved suddenly and then Cally warned Chris to close his
eyes; she
then began to carefully poor some nail polish remover over his
back.
Chris could feel the cold liquid run down his back and sides,
although he was
keeping his eyes tightly shut he could still feel the burning
sensation as the
fumes took hold of his surroundings. Holding his breath he hoped
he'd be free
before he needed to breathe again.
After only 3 minutes or so the remover had soaked under Chris
and he was
able to break free, unfortunately he had taken many breaths and
was feeling
hi as a kite!!!!!!!
* * * *
13 Months earlier
Chris was alone in the house just generally tidying up and doing
a little
housework for Kim. He didn't go to work anymore it had just
become too
embarrassing with everyone always starring at him and asking if
he was
ok…for Christ sake did he look ok! The bloke is getting smaller
and smaller.
He'd given up going to the Doctor's as that too was a joke…or at
least he
was!
His Doctor to be fair had done all he could and still came by
once a week for
the height and weight checks, he'd been by yesterday and Chris's
greatest
fear was close to happening…
"Hmm."
"Well Doc, what am I? How much smaller?"
"48 ¼ inches and weight is 50lb, that's about the average for a
7 year old
boy."
"Cheer's Doc, I really needed to know the last part…boy that's
really cheered
me up! Shit, that's the worst yet! 2 ½ inches in a week!"
"I know Mr Jackson I am sorry…I wish…we all wish we could find
something
to help you but everything we try…well you know!"
"I know Doc…it's not you're fault, but do you think the
shrinking will ever
settle down…I mean last week I only shrunk by ½ inch, yet this
week well
you know!"
"Sorry Mr Jackson I don't have any answers…I wish I did."
Well that was yesterday and since then Chris has really made
himself
busy…so busy that he'd forgotten the time…Becky would be home
any
minute.
Suddenly he heard the Back door open.
"O' Christ is that the time." He said to himself.
"Hi Dad, it's only me." Becky shouted.
Chris walked out to the kitchen to see Becky just stepping in
the door.
"Hello Becky, did you have a nice day?"
"Yea great…hope you don't mind Dad but I invited Steph round for
tea as her
Mum won't be home till later…she said she'd pick her up around
six…is that
ok?"
"O' I do wish you'd checked with me first…still shouldn't be a
problem…what
time is Steph getting here?"
"She's here already Dad…right behind you!"
"Hi Mr Jackson."
Chris heard the voice but it sounded above him. Slowly he turned
his head
and his jaw dropped at the size of this kid…she must have been
5' 3" at least.
Chris found he was no higher than her chest! Looking up to the
smiling face
looking down at him he gulped and replied awkwardly while
stepping back.
"Err, what…yea Hi, erm Steph."
Holding her hand over her mouth she sniggered and said.
"Sorry Mr Jackson…it's just that well, you're so tiny!"
Chris felt himself get hot as his face flushed red.
"Hmm, yea well, but I prefer small, thank you very much." As he
tried to
make light of her comment;
"Even Becky look's taller than you!"
"She is not! Now if you don't mind I have dinner to get."
Chris turned and began to start dinner…ready-made lasagne just
remove the
lid and stick it in the oven…nice and easy, even enough left for
Kim when she
gets home.
Becky and Steph watch as Chris wondered around the kitchen.
Becky turned to Steph and said.
"You know what I think I am…I think I'm taller than my Dad."
Chris could hear them but tried to ignore it for he feared the
worst…that in
fact his own 8-year-old daughter was now taller than him…was he
the
smallest member of the house?
Chris placed the Lasagne in the oven and readied himself to
leave the kitchen.
Suddenly Becky blocked his path.
"Dad can we see who's tallest."
"No Becky, now please step aside."
"O' go on please, and then we'll leave you alone…I promise."
Chris felt a little uneasy…he really didn't want this to happen,
but then he
knew it would one day.
"Ok, let me get the tape measure."
"No it's ok Mr Jackson, you won't need it…if you both take off
your shoe's and
stand back to back I'll see who's tallest."
"O' err ok."
Both Chris and Becky removed their shoes, Becky smiled at Chris
as they
turned around and stood straight up with their backs touching.
Chris could already feel that Becky's shoulders were higher than
his own so
with a little hop up he raised onto his toe's…not much but just
enough to
make him slightly taller.
Steph placed her hands on their heads and measured them off.
"Ooo' that's strange, Mr Jackson you are taller."
"There you go Becky you're still smaller."
"No wait a minute!"
Suddenly Steph pushed hard on Chris's head and forced him to
stand
flat…Becky was a good inch taller than him…2 ½ inches lost in a
week was
bad but now he'd lost over an inch in little more than 24 hours!
He'd been the
same height as Becky only yesterday!
He turned and saw the look of excitement on Becky's face.
"I'm taller than you tiny! Taller, taller, taller." Becky
tunefully sang to him.
He smiled knowing this to be the worst he could ever have
imagined…to be
shorter than his own 8 year old daughter, he knew she found it
great fun.
She was only a child after all and didn't understand just how
much it hurt
him.
"Ok Becky that's enough, why don't you take Steph up to your
room and I'll
call you when dinners ready."
Becky skipped off with Steph and Chris sighed with relief that
he'd be alone
for a while…
* * * *
Chris lay on his bed thinking of the events of the last week and
wondering
just how lucky he was to still be alive. For all the punishment
he'd taken while
stuck in Cally's boot all he ended up with were a few bruise's
and being that
it's close on a week ago most of those have healed up nicely.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
"Shhhhhhhhh."
Chris heard Kim fumble about above him as she switched the alarm
off for a
second time.
"Why doe's she do that? She set's the alarm half an hour earlier
than she
needs too and then spends the next 30 minutes moaning as the
sleeper alarm
buzz's every 10 minute's." Chris thought to himself.
His bed was under hers now, it used to be on the bed side
cabinet next to her
but if Chris wanted to go to the bathroom he had to wake her to
take him so
she decided that it was best that he slept at ground level.
Under the bed just
so that if she gets up in the night then she wouldn't have to
worry about
where she stepped…great idea in theory, in practice…well that's
another
story!
Chris woke, and it was still very dark…he was busting for a
leak!
He moaned to himself as the walk to the bathroom was a long one
for
him…Kim had offered that he could use a thimble and that she
would empty
and clean it every morning, but no he didn't like that
idea…everything had to
be as normal as possible!
What if he just walked over and peed in the corner…she'd never
know! Maybe
not…but he would and that just wasn't in him even though he did
give it a
second thought!
Pushing the covers back he rolled of off his nice soft
sponge…he'd tried many
different things to sleep on and this was by far the best a
normal bath
sponge!
As he approached the edge of the bed he looked around as best he
could in
the dim light…"Stupid woman's forgot to leave the night light on
again!"
He could hear Kim breathing above him so he knew it was ok to
venture out,
as she was still fast asleep. As he ventured out the first
things to greet him
were Kim's slippers! They were amazingly huge…well what isn't
compared to
him! Chris couldn't help but run his hand along the soft
material as he walked
by, and he noticed the distinct odour of her feet…"Hmm never
gave that
smell a second thought when I was 5' 9", but now…!
By the time Chris reached the bathroom he was almost bursting…he
didn't
use the toilet now…think about it for a moment…how could he get
up so
high! No he used the shower! Kim had bought a little ladder,
like the one's
you get in bird cage's and placed it at the base of the shower
cubicle, it was
just long enough to enable Chris to climb up and in. He
practically ran up the
ladder and slid down the side of the cubicle base, on the last
leg of his
journey now so he pulls out Percy pecker in anticipation, no
sooner than he'd
reached the drain was he peeing…he could have peed for England
it was that
long.
Having finished he threw a few cup's of water down the drain
hole to wash it
away and then cleaned his hands in the small bowl that Kim
leave's in there
just for that purpose.
Walking over to the cubicle wall that stood chest height to him
he realised
that pretty soon he'd need a ladder to get out as well as in!
After a couple of
failed attempts he was climbing back down the ladder feeling a
lot better than
he had before, after all the exercise he was looking forward to
getting back to
sleep.
Suddenly as he reached the bedroom door and was about to walk
through the
slight opening, the door was pulled open and the resulting
airflow this caused
pulled Chris into the air. Everything happened so fast…as Kim
pulled the door
open and stepped out into the hall Chris found himself flying
through the air
only coming to a halt as he made contact with her shin!
Kim didn't feel a thing and just continued her walk to the
bathroom; Chris on
the other hand was out like a light…lying right in the middle of
the hallway
floor…a very dangerous position!
Kim did what she needed too and began to return to the bedroom.
Chris was
only just regaining conscious as she stepped out into the hall.
She hadn't bothered switching on the hallway light…she never did
when she
got up to go to the toilet. Chris rose up onto his elbows and
gasped at the
giant dark figure rapidly approaching him, he scuttled back on
his elbows in
panic, as she got nearer! The thud of her foot as it hit the
ground scared him
shit less for he knew within the next couple of steps she would
be upon him!
He screamed out! But she didn't hear him…she had taken to
wearing earplugs
in bed since they first got married as Chris snored rather
loudly!
Rolling over on to his front Chris got to his feet and began
running for his life
as her left foot crashed to the floor just behind him…would he
be ok would
her right foot just pass him by! Or would he end up a stain on
her soft-soled
slipper?
"Mummy." Becky called from her bedroom door.
Kim stopped dead in her tracks…she might not have been able to
hear Chris's
little voice but she could certainly hear Becky's.
Chris's heart was in his mouth as Kim suddenly stopped and her
right foot
crashed to the ground about an inch from him…if he hadn't just
relieved
himself he surely would have then!
Kim span on her toes to speak with Becky.
"Shhhhhhhhh…go back to bed Becky."
Chris was in imminent danger as she span and her right heel
hovered
dangerously above him, with no time to think he just dived to
right and not a
moment too soon as Kim's heel hit the floor right where he'd
been!
"I had a nightmare…can I come sleep with you?" Becky asked.
"Ok, but be quiet…we don't want to wake Dad."
Chris felt the ground shake as Becky ran toward Kim…he was
already on his
way making haste for the relative safety of the skirting board.
With not a moment to spare he was safe as he watched two giant
set's of
feet pound the floor next to him and then in a moment they were
gone!
Chris slide down the skirting and calmed himself down before
making the long
trek back to his bed!
"BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ"
"That's it she'll get up this time…always' on the third buzz!"
Chris hasn't told Kim of the other night for he knew if he did
she would make
him use a thimble and he didn't want that just yet.
He heard the springs creak above him, the tell tale sign that
she was on the
move. Raising up on his elbow he watched as her giant feet and
calves glided
down from the bed…she was still half asleep as she was having
trouble
slipping her feet into her slippers…Chris smiled to himself as
she stepped and
nearly stumbled as her slipper wasn't on right.
"Bloody hell." He heard her mumble from above. And then all was
right; she
disappeared through the bedroom door!
* * * *
Just over 11 months earlier
"Ok let's go." Chris called to Kim.
"Hang on a minute let me get me shoes on." She replied.
"Now Cally you've got my number in case you need anything
right?"
"Yes Kim…just go and have a good time."
Kim stood up and with her 3" inch heels on towered over Chris by
a lot more
than two foot now…they did look an odd couple. Kim tall slim and
pretty,
Chris…well very short and getting shorter.
Tonight was to be a welcome release for them; a night to spend
with old
friends and just generally let their hair down.
Melanie and Steve had been friends with both of them for
year's…good
friends too, but since the accident and the shrinking began they
just seemed
to drift apart. But Kim had received a welcomed call from Mel in
the week
inviting them to Steve's thirtieth birthday party. At first she
was a little
reluctant to accept, as she was unsure just how Chris would feel
after all
most of their friends hadn't seen him since the shrinking began.
To her
surprise Chris was really keen on the idea and looked forward to
it, in fact
that's all he's talked about for the last week!
The taxi pulled up outside the small village hall that Melanie
had hired, Chris
looked out of the cab window and watched a couple of his friends
walk in
through the front door.
"We don't have to do this Chris!"
Chris looked at Kim and loved her for the way she always put him
first even
before his shrinking began.
"What no way…we're going to have a few drinks and a good chat,
come on
woman lets go."
Chris opened the car door and waited for Kim to follow him as
she paid the
driver.
Kim took his hand and walked in with him, the first to spot them
was Melanie
a short bubbly blonde with a baby face.
"Hi Kim so glad you could make it…Chris hi, I didn't, I mean…o'
you know err
how are you?" She sounded a little awkward as she looked down at
the little
man standing next to Kim.
"It's ok Mel…it's still the same me even if a little
shorter…well maybe quite a
bit shorter. You're looking well." Chris replied.
Mel bent down and kissed him quickly on the cheek.
"Chris honey would you get me a drink and I'll go find us a
table."
"Ok babes."
Chris left Kim talking with Mel and he headed for the bar. It
was rather busy
and awkward for him to reach.
"Chris…Chris Jackson is that you or your half brother?"
Chris turned around and looked up.
"Steve, hello mate…happy birthday."
"Bloody hell just look at you…half pint!"
"Yea, yea trust you everyone tip toes around the subject of my
size but
you…straight in with both feet…what a relieve, I just wish
everyone else were
the same."
Chris had a right good chat with Steve and shortly afterwards a
few more of
his old mates showed up and it was just like old times…standing
at the bar
getting smashed.
"So Chris just how short are you now?" Enquired Mark.
"I prefer tall Mark…how tall am I? Well I'm 3ft 6inches."
"What's it like?" Asked Trevor.
"Gees! What is this forty questions?"
"Sorry mate, I can understand if you…"
"No, no it's ok…let me think! Exciting…frightening…shocking, and
fear, yea
lots of fear…fear of the unknown! That's how it makes me feel
and more, the
feelings I have change from day to day! I wake in the morning
and wonder
how much I've shrunk, and on the days I don't…I get hopeful that
maybe the
Doctors have found a cure that works. Then other days I wake and
find I've
shrunk by half inch or more…and those days are depressing. But
it isn't all
bad…"
Trevor places a hand on Chris's shoulder.
"Christ I can't even begin to imagine what you and Kim are going
through…I
assumes its tough on all of you!"
"You'd better believe it, I may be the one shrinking but I can
see the worry
etched on Kim's face as each day goes by."
There was an eerie silence around him as all listened intently.
Suddenly the silence was broken as Kim burst the circle around
Chris.
"Mind if I kidnap my husband boys! Come on dance with me honey."
Kim grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the dance floor.
"Sorry guys gotta go."
They all laughed as Chris was nearly lifted off of his feet.
Kim kicked off her shoes and held him close as they smooched to
George
Michael's Careless Whisper.
"Christ Kim mined the feet would you?"
"Oops sorry babe, I guess I've had a little too much to drink."
Chris was getting hot as she kept smothering his face in her
chest.
"Kim please!"
"What?"
"You're smothering me!"
"Yea and…"
"O' don't start."
"Who's starting?"
Chris looked up into her face and guessed he'd better end this
now.
"Sorry…no one."
"Good." She said as she smothered him again.
Chris was glad when the slow music stopped…he needed a breather.
But as
the dance floor emptied Kim kept hold of his arm.
"Let go please."
"O' come on let your hair down a little."
"You know I don't like dancing."
"Go on just for me…please."
Chris never could say no to her even when he was 5ft 9 tall. So
he began to
dance with her and pretty soon he was in the middle of all her
friends as they
joined in the fun.
He began to feel a little self-conscious as everyone in the hall
seemed to be
watching him and whispering to one another…well not everyone but
most.
That was enough now he'd danced for the last couple of tracks
and needed to
replenish some of the water that had sweated out of his body.
"Excuse me…Kim please I've had enough."
Kim bent down and grabbed his cheek between her thumb and
finger.
"Arrr is my poor little man tired."
"Kim please!"
Chris noticed that her circle of friends was laughing at her
messing with him
and he felt a little embarrassed by it.
"O' come on Babe just one more song."
He didn't have a choice as she bent down slightly and lifted him
of off his feet
bringing rapturous laughter from all around.
Chris felt himself flush, at this point he felt a lot smaller
than he really was.
He dare not struggle for he'd look even more ridiculous trying
to break from
her grip.
"Girls there are a few good reasons why every woman should have
a small
man…number one dancing like this means your feet are safe.
Number two
you don't a headache anymore, as you have control! Number
three…"
"Kim please put me down…you're drunk."
Kim let him slide down her body but still kept him held close.
"Number three…you can use him to prop up your boobs!"
As she said this she leaned forward and held him close to her
she then bent
down slightly causing his head to push up her boobs.
By now the whole place was watching and at that point everyone
exploded
with laughter. Chris ducked quickly breaking from Kim's grasp
and pushed
passed many bodies until her reached the sanctuary of the
toilets. He entered
a cubicle and locked himself in away from all prying eyes.
He sat there and cooled down a little, he knew Kim didn't mean
to hurt him
she was always a joker when she'd had a few too many…but his
male pride
had just taken one hell of a bashing and he needed time alone to
gather his
composure before facing the crowds again.
Kim hadn't seemed to realise the embarrassment she'd caused
Chris as she
continued to enjoy herself on the dance floor.
"Chris you in here mate?" Called Steve.
"Ugh! Yea in here…didn't feel too good."
"O' yea right…I understand, look is everything ok?"
"Yea sure, go on I'll be out shortly."
"Well if you're sure!"
Chris listened as Steve left leaving the toilets quiet again. He
left the stool
and splashed some water onto his face.
"Arrr that feels better."
The door opened and Chris looked over to see who it was.
"Sorry, but this is the gents." Chris directed to the 6ft red
head standing at
the door.
"Hmm, you sure sweetie…looks more like the boys to me!"
Chris felt a little uneasy as she checked behind her and then
closed the door.
Slowly she walked toward him…he was feeling a little like the
rabbit caught in
lights, he didn't know what to do.
"Err sorry lady but if you look on the door this is the gents."
"Never mind that…you're a cute little thing, what do they call
you?"
She was almost on top of him now…she was big 6ft plus and built
like the
preferable out house! Chris felt more than a little intimidated.
"Chris…my name's Chris, and you are?"
"Amber."
Gulp "Nice to meet you." Chris said nervously and held out his
hand.
Her hand was massive and completely enveloped his; she then
began to
squeeze. Chris looked up and up into her hard but pretty face as
she smiled
down at him. She could tell it wouldn't be long!
"Argh, please you're hurting me."
Chris now had his other hand on hers and was attempting to prise
her fingers
apart, his face was contorted with pain and in a final act of
desperation he
kicked her hard in the shins.
She didn't flinch, just continued to smile and squeeze ever
harder on his tiny
hand.
Chris dropped to his knees and it was then that she let go. She
turned and
walked toward the door, Chris breathed a sigh of relief…but that
soon
changed as she put a wedge under the door to stop people from
entering.
She turned back to Chris and said.
"Now where were we?"
"Please just leave me alone…"
"Soon honey soon."
Chris didn't wait for her to come to him, quickly he got to his
feet and dodged
past her, but he couldn't remove the wedge in time and was
quickly pulled
from the door as her powerful hands clamped down hard on his
shoulders.
"HELP, H…oomph!"
Her hand clamped hard across his face as she turned him round
and held him
high against the wall with one hand.
"Now be quiet sweetie and it won't hurt too much."
Chris kicked and pulled at her arm as she unclasped his belt and
unbuttoned
his trousers with her free hand causing them to fall to his
ankles.
"Now lets see what you've got under there little man?"
Amber licked her lips as she slowly pulled his boxer shorts
down.
Chris was struggling to breathe as she kept him held high
against the wall
with the one hand while she played with his dick with the other.
Chris hated
himself as his member began to respond to her touch.
"Well, well would you look at that…hmm, not bad for a small
boy…but for a
man, well let's just say I couldn't be bothered."
She released her grip and Chris fell to a crumpled heap on the
floor sobbing.
Amber totally ignored Chris as she straightened her dress and
checked her
make up in the mirror before taking the wedge from the door.
Chris watched as she exited the door and as she did she looked
back at him
one last time and blew him a kiss.
Quickly he gathered a little composure and pulled up his boxers
and trousers,
which was just as well as Steve walked in through the door.
"You've been gone ages…we're all worried out their mate, you
ok."
"Fine, j, just fine."
"Well you don't look to good."
"F@#king hell, would you stop already…I'm fine…thanks."
Steve felt a little awkward and let.
Chris soon followed, he wanted to go home…he wanted to feel safe
and right
now that's the only place he would.
He ran out onto the dance floor and found Kim.
"Kim honey…can we go home?"
"What?"
"I said, could we go home?"
"Now?"
"Yes now."
"But…"
"Please babe…I'm not feeling too well."
Kim nodded and as she bent down to put her shoes on and pick up
her bag
and who should be dancing in front of him none other than Amber.
"O' sorry how rude…Chris this is Amber, Amber Chris."
"Hi nice to meet you Chris." Amber said as she winked at him and
held out
her hand.
"Err hi." Chris replied nervously.
"Come on Kim please I don't feel well."
Kim took his hand and after finding Mel and Steve to say their
goodbyes they
left.
Chris was glad to be home safe and sound it wasn't until a
couple of days
later when Kim got of off the phone did the horror come back to
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