Treatment outline
"the treatment"
Refernece pictures (pic pic pic pic)
Concept
Advanced drug requires 10 day quarantine testing. Targeting metabolism and weight loss, it dramatically speeds fat consumption and muscle growth. The subjects get euphoric exercising and watching their bodies transform. They make out. On day 3, something goes wrong, and the men begin to physically shrink. By the end of the test, the men are 3.5" tall. On exit, the men are told they will receive their 'liability payout' (they are to be euthanized), somehow the girls find out and break them out. Then they are all on a mission to expose what is going on there.
????? LONG ARC ?????
they evade capture by the company long enough to expose them with the press
... which causes arrest and shutdown with the company
... and Miren rubs her new body in her husbands face before handing him divorce papers
... and Scarlett dumps Nick after she has enough of his money
... and Susan takes charge of taking care of Graham
.... in a sequel, the stuff ends up on the black market, where women clamor for it.. and some men are victimized by being secretly dosed
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Characters - 2 male, 3 female subjects
??? ages ???
Medical Subjects
Graham - 6' polite, handsome, kind, (enters average 10% overweight)
after 2'1" - defined (pic pic)
Nick (Nicholas) - 5'9" confident, player, more machismo (enters 20% overweight)
after 2'1" - ripped (pic pic)
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Scarlett - 5'7" sexy, modest implants, brunette, sassy (enters slim)
Miren - 5'5" hispanic, brunette, DD implants, but chunky
Susan - 5'9" kind, considerate, thinks things through, blonde
Nurse??
Doctor???
?? ideas and questions
?? what kind of car does Susan drive?
?? what purpose does Miren server in the story?
nick really wants to go to the press immediately, expose them -- maybe Scarlett uses sex to distract him
??? ages ????
maybe this is the nurse's first quarantine trial. when the doctor explains the 'humane euthanasia' clause, she is sympathetic, and enlists the girls to help save the boys.
review of the offer
an advanced type of drug delivery (virus? nanotech?) requires quarantine testing under observation for 7 days
subjects are paid handsomely for the increased risk ($20k each)
pre-screening interview
history of clauster-phobia? hypoconcriacism? paranoia?
legal details
to avoid 'solitary confinement', drugs are delivered in group batches, and the group is held in quarantine
subjects are not told what the drug is targetting, they are only given video counselling with the nursing staff during the quarantine
the agent lives for 10 days, the quarantine will not be lifted under any circumstances, until the agent is confirmed expired
they are to strictly follow all regimins and instructions.
no internet or cellphone access ... to keep results of the treatment confidential
no outside clothes... they are given blue 'patient scrubs' to wear
no misconduct ... will forfeit payment, and face possible criminal charges
no recourse... release of all liability for the results of the study
right to privacy. nurses only come when you call them, and only have access to public area cameras. recordings of private areas are sealed and may only be viewed by court-order. all non-medically relevant records will be destroyed in one year.
...A $2M 'liability payout' with complex legalease.. in the event something goes wrong.
intro - the sits in a circle with the counsellor, and is introduced, making sure they'll 'get along'
dosage - the counsellor leaves, and the group enters the dosage room, where they're given the treatment
the overweight girls are offered an already approved skin toning agent (with explained risks), designed to remove wrinkles, that can help with excess skin as they lose weight
day 1 - the group chats, playfully argues over TV shows
day 2 - weight loss, some fitness
the group has lost an unusual amount of weight for a single day (20-30 lbs). girls are ecstatic. they're instructed to exercise, and the door to an exercise room is opened. They are given strict instructions for mild full body exercises. Over just 60 minutes, they can actually see and feel the results, and want to keep going, but the doctors insist they need to stop for safety. They shut down the exercise (turn out the lights in the room).
Outside, they commiserate about being shut down, and one of the guys starts doing random exercise (pushups, lifting the couch).. the girls try to discourage him, but as soon as he sees the amazing immediate results, the other guy joins in. the two of them go at it for a bit, which they don't really listen to. a few minutes later, the first starts to feel woozy. He passes out. The other guy passes out. The girls contact the nurse, who is disappointed at how it will ruin the test results, but unconcerned with the fainting. When the girls are upset, the nurse talks them through checking a pulse, which both of the boys have, relieving the girls.
later, the guys are still sleeping, and the girls joke about getting to watch 'their' TV shows. They put blankets on the boys.
day 3 - boys shrunk -- Nick 4'10" (-11") -- Graham 5'1" (-9")
the girls wake feel amazing, even more slim and muscular. The one who was most overweight is now looking the most fit and busty.
they pick out new patient scrub sizes... which are still unattractive. they fool around with the shirts, tying them to make them tighter. one of the girls chest-ties her shirt (pic) , which the other girls deride as trashy.
They go out to wake the boys, who are still sleeping on the living room couches. There is an initial moment of concern when one of them doesn't wake, but one of the girls spills water on the other and he startles awake. At first he's annoyed at the water, clutching at the blanket, then he compliments the girls appearance. They casually 'show off' their results as best they can through the patient garb, by casually lifting their shirts.
the girl who was 'making out' with this boy is the one with her shirt chest tied. she goes further, dropping her baggy scrub pants, to reveal her bikini bottoms and every bit of sexy trim definition. Using it all to 'lure' him into the bedroom.
he wastes no time in jumping up, feeling weird passing the other girls as their heads are unexpectedly above his own. when he reaches his girl, she's standing 8" taller than him. he instinctively looks down at her bare feet, and then freaks out. "what is going on here? why are you so tall?"
the girl's mouths have fallen open, as they've all noticed too. all the girls are collapsing on him, just to see up close. his girl clues him in, "i'm not taller. you've gotten shorter!" the girls all get close, he feels intimidated that they are all bigger than he is. that's when his friend finally wakes up over the commotion
his friend sits up and looks over at the guy standing 8-10" shorter than the girls, and asks "whoa! what happened to you?"
the guy starts going-off, "i don't fucking know. i just woke up and I'm fucking shorter. they can't do this. i'm going to sue them!"
the tallest girl points out, "you can't sue them. there is no recourse, it's in the release of liability forms you signed."
"well, fuck! I'll go to the press, expose them. get the FDA to shut them down."
his makeout girl tries to console him, "calm down, it's not that bad." she hugs him, "it's actually really cute." he shoves her away. "what? i'm serious. come on XYZ," she grabs his hand, "come make out with me."
"Are you kidding me?" He pulls at his hand, and when she doesn't let go, he takes a step back, using his weight and leverage. Even leaning with his full bodyweight she's holding him.
When he'd initially tugged his hand, she'd intended to resist him, try to coax him. However, when he got aggressive, she kept holding on merely to stop him from crashing to the ground. "Stop XYZ, stop. You're going to hurt yourself." She was surprised how easy it was to hold him, even when he was stuggling against her.
"Let. Me. Go!" He declared. She shrugged her shoulders and opened her hand, and he flew backwards, crashing into the floor.
The other guy rose from the couch, headed for his comrade. "Ohh come on girls. You'd be just as upset if it happened to you, cut him some slack. Are you okay XYZ?" He obviously wasn't physically hurt, but he knew how bruised a guy's ego could get. "I get it man. I would be just as upset. You don't deserve this. We'll figure out it, and if you need witnesses, we'll all help. Come on, get up." He took his hand, helping him to his feet. That's when the shock hit. It had happened to him too.
"Ohh my goodness, it happened to both of you!" The tallest girl said, stating the obvious, as she stepped towards the two men.
"I don't get it," he said, shaking his head in his hands. "How does a weight loss treatment make us shorter?" He was perplexed, upset even, but he wasn't exactly mad. He just wanted to know why. He looked at ABC as she approached, guessing he was now about a foot shorter than her. However, that wasn't the only thing that looked different. "Whoa, what happened to you? You look amaz-hhhh-iinnnngg." Even compared with the previous day, she seemed more fit and trim, except for her chest, which was straining at the shirt-fabric. Even in blue medical scrubs, she looked seriously hot.
"Thank you, ABC. I'm certainly happy with the results so far, but you never know, seven days left. What happened to you could happen to all of us." She was standing close, moving her head around, inspecting him. "Wow, that's really remarkable. You didn't just get shorter, you actually got smaller. Look at your hands."
He lifted one hand, and she lifted hers. When they met, it was clear his fingers were notably shorter than hers. Not by much, but enough that the difference was clear. Her fingers slid through his, grasping his hand. "It's okay, XYZ. We're all in this together, right?" He looked up at her face and nodded. He felt weird standing next to a woman this much taller than him. Not necessarily bad, just different. She looked like a rare basketball or volleyball player, but she wasn't. She was normal height, he as the one who was smaller. This is how he'd see every woman in the world, for the rest of his life. He felt sadness, and some water welled up in his eyes.
"Ohh, AAA. There are plenty of guys your height. This is not even a big deal." She reached out, putting her arm around him, hugging his head to her shoulder. She couldn't do a darn thing about the shrinking, none of them could, but she could do this. She squeezed him, rocking slightly, trying to let him know she was there for him. "It'll be okay."
At the same time, she tried to ignore how good her body felt. She no longer had awkward rolls of fat to be embarrassed about. When her tummy pressed into him, she tightened her abs, just because she could. Where his arms and hands fell on her back and sides, they found. The only thing soft about her was her breasts, and she didn't feel embarrassed about them squishing into him. She realized she would never again feel ashamed to hug a man. Every bit of contact between them was pleasant, even sexy. She even wondered if she might be over-doing it, but when she softened her grip, his hands held firm on her back
AAA gripped her tightly, not ready to let go. Her consolation had made him more emotional, and he feared if their hug ended now he would outright cry. He need another minute. He tried to calm his thoughts, stop thinking about the future and what this would mean. As he did, he became increasingly aware of the present. He could feel her firm tummy gently moving. Her breasts felt sensuous, pressing so high into his chest it was distracting. Her embrace was starting to have an entirely different effect on him. He loosened his embrace but didn't abruptly let go, instead he ran his hands down her back and sides, enjoying the shape of her as he eased away. When they were arms length away, staring at each other, his hands still on her hips, he still didn't want to completely let go.
"If you need a room, there is an empty one over there," Nick quipped from where he was now sitting on the couch. "Some of us are not going to let them take this away from me without a fight." XXX was sitting by his side, trying not to make things worse.
"Look, I'm not the enemy. I'm just trying to get through this, same as you. We should talk to the nurse
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they talk to the nurse, who records results, but can't do anything. Susan tries to talk on the boys behaf, trying to find solutions, but the nurse basically just spits out rules and terms.
afterwords, Nick is furious, 'that was a fucking was of time'
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day 4 - boys shrink - Nick 4' (-21") -- Graham 4'2" (-20")
Their clothes won't fit them anymore, and there are no clothes that will. The girls makeshift 'loin cloth' underwear out of the medical gauze.
Nick is furious, and thinks AAA and ZZZ are being too passive about the shrinking
Nick starts treating everyone except XXX as the enemy.... starting a feud.
They decide to change the sleeping arrangements, Nick and XXX can have one room, while the other three will share the other room
...at bedtime - Nick 3'8" (-19") -- Graham 4'" (-18")
Nick easily talks Scarlett into bed, they make out, he tries to talk her into sex or a blowjob, but has to settle for a handjob. (maybe she makes a stripper reference, 'i don't do that for free, and you don't have any money in here')
...middle of the night
Susan wakes to pee, has a self-admiration session in the bathroom (muscles)
she notices Graham's blanket off, moves to recover him, and notices he's down to 3'
freaks out, wakes Miren, and discuss
Nick wakes (~3'), crawls onto Scarlett and starts fooling around, kissing, fondling
he compliments how beautiful and big her tits are
she jests about it being 'her turn', and forces him down to eat her out
after words she starts fondling him, teasing that the least she can do is return the favor
as she sucks him off, she realizes just how much smaller he is
he gets a pit in his stomach, and realizes he's shrunk again, but he's a bit occupied with her blowjob
she gets up to freshen (brush her teeth), and he walks her comparatively huge body walk away
when she gets back, they are both in shock at his height. she consoles him back to sleep
day 5- boys shrink dramatically - Nick 2'1" (-44") -- Graham 2'3" (-45")
Susan and Miren wake first, check on Graham, but can't really tell under the covers.
Then Miren notices Susan's muscles, and they discuss their own changes. Miren coaxes her into taking off her shirt, and does the same. They compare results, with Susan having obviously more impressive definition, and Miren's large implants sitting lean and 'round' and 'bolt on'
While they talk, Graham wakes up, and sees them from behind, feeling like he's in on something sexy... eventually he quips a joke about it. The girls see his size, and become concerned. he doesn't know why. ("what did I say")
Susan tries to break it to him that he's shrunk even more. He's kinda annoyed/impatient, and just wants to know what the damage is. As she reaches for her shirt, he sits up, flips his feet of the side, and tries to stand up, but the floor is so far down he lands on his face. Susan drops the shirt, rushes to his aid, picking him up, and putting him on the bed, further shocking him.
When he sees her up close, he's equally shocked at her relative size, and the wall of muscle definition she's become. When he can't help reaching out to touch her abs, she concludes "well, i guess you're not too upset about your shrinking then", abruptly turning to stand, only for Miren to throw the shirt in her face. She puts it on.
With her shirt back on, he's back to astonished at how small he's become, and starts freaking about what his life will be like. (no job, no girls, etc)
She tries to console him, explain that he'll figure it out. There are lots of remote worker or information technology jobs he can do just fine, and until he figures it out he'll have the $2M 'liability trigger'. As for girls, he's still just as cute. She's sure he can find someone.
He gets upset, challenging her, 'would you date me?' / "I don't know. i really like you, I just. Maybe?" / he puts his head in his hands in sorrow. / she hugs him to console him
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Scarlett wakes first, and is absolutely astonished at his even smaller size. She carefully removes the covers (he's still naked), and is weirdly fascinated by his tiny pecker. She puts her pinkie finger next to it for size comparison, but it's so tiny limp it's not even interesting. She gently brushes it, making it hard, confirming it's still smaller than her pinkey. It's more like a short drinking straw.
Nick wakes up to the sensation, and goads her, "well, you woke it up, you just going to stare at it?"
She sits up, "Nick, you got smaller. I'm not even sure I could hold it. And I might hurt it."
Nick sits up, and is shocked by her relative hugeness, especially her breasts. He's kind of slap-happy about the whole thing, "well, at least if I gotta die, I can do it on top of your gorgeous body." He stands up and climbs onto her, laying his entire body onto one of her huge breasts.
"What are you doing?" She challenges, instinctively grabbing him, and surprising herself him when she picks him up in one hand. "Holy crap!"
At first he's just astonished at behind handled like this, then he tries to gently break it to her that the way she's holding him is totally giving him another stiffie.
"Really?" She's surprised, because she can't even feel it.
???? where is this going
Scarlett operates the controls so Nick can take a shower.
Nick asks her if he's ever going to see it after they get out of there. She jokes that it depends.. on whether he gets the 'liability trigger', and how much of it he wants to spend on her.
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day 6 - medical checkup
the main remarkable thing is that they stopped shrinking
the nurse collects samples, confirms the agent is inactive, being flushed out of their system. warns them their pee will look kind of grey.
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?? what happens in the living room ??
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?? what happens at bedtime ??
Scarlett is bored with Nick, who is still aggressive. She resigns to sleep in his bed just to get him to stop talking, and when he starts fondling her she offers to give him a handjob if he'll let her get some sleep.
day 7 - release
Girls go to doctor room and release first, are given their clothes and discharge.
Nurse explains to Doctor that she took the liberty of stopping and getting the boys some tiny clothes that might fit them. Some of it is for toddlers, some of it is for dolls, but they should be able to find something in there.
Doctor apologize this had to happen on her first trial, but breaks it to the nurse that the boys needs to be 'humanely euthanized'. she's shocked, and tries to defend them, but the doctor explains the terms, and that the policy is also in place to protect them from the kind of disastrous consequences results like that could have, if they were publicized. She's agast. He tells her she'll get used to it, and offers to handle this one himself.
Nurse walks outside for some air, but just gets herself worked up, trying to figure out what to do. While she's there, the girls exit. She stops Susan, because she looks like a badass. Miren stops too, Scarlett continues on to her motorcycle. Nurse reminds Susan of the 'liability trigger' clause, and confirms the boys are getting it. Which Susan is glad for. Nurse isn't finished, and explains that the doctor is exercising his right to humanely euthanize them. "He what?" Susan can't believe it. "Right now?"
Susan immediately turns, running back into the office. She stops in the hallway, not sure where she's going. The Nurse explains where the observation room is. Susan runs there, with Miren and the Nurse following. Susan grabs something to swing on the way.
When she gets there, Sunsan walks in the door. Asks what is going on. The doctor says "you shouldn't be in here." The Nurse enters, declares "that's it", pointing to the Euthanasia Protocol Kit. Susan walks across the room, and smacks the doctor with the object she's carrying. He gets his arm up in time to block her blow, but is knocked off the chair. Susan grabs the kit, and hands it to the Nurse "get this out of here," then turns back to the doctor. "You were just going to kill them? They're perfectly healthy. Small, but perfectly healthy."
"You don't know that. There could be cellular damage. They could only have days or weeks to live. The body does not respond to such dramatic changes well. Do you want them to bleed out in their homes? Near their loved ones?"
"You'd rather kill them than give them a chance? This is crazy. (Nurse), get them out of there." The Nurse starts to operate the mic and the controls. The doctor starts to get up, but Susan lifts and threatens him with the heavy object. Once Susan can see the boys are out of the quarantine apartment, she tells him to stay on the ground and leaves to go meet them.
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Neither Nick or Graham know what almost happened to them. They are more concerned with their awkwardly fitting clothes, and dragging their old things in bags. Nick asks the Nurse exactly what the fuck he's supposed to do now (that he's 2' tall). He can't carry his old wallet or cellphone.
Susan lifts and hugs Graham, "ohh, I'm so glad you're okay." He doesn't exactly know what is going on. She explains what was about to happen. Graham is shocked
Nick is livid. He threatens to sue this entire place out of existence. The Nurse explains that unfortunately, it's in the company's rights under quarantine testing, but they don't have time to talk about this now. The doctor will surely have called the police. They all need to get out of there.
Susan reacts, "you heard her, we have to get out of here." She grabs Graham's things while still holding him. "You better get him," she instructs Miren. She grabs Nick and his bag.
"Ouch. Holy fuck. At least be careful," Nick protests.
When they get to the lobby, they are surprised to see Scarlett casually walking back in the door in her motorcycle gear. "Well, this looks like one happy family," she jests.
Susan heads for the door with Graham, on a mission. "Move!" and Miren follows her with Nick.
"What's up with her?" Scarlett asks. The Nurse very quickly explains, and that the police are coming.
Scarlett asks if they'll get their 'liability trigger', the Nurse explains they already have, it was processed the day before.
Back outside, Susan is already pulling out, with everyone else in her car, when Scarlett runs to block her. "Wait. Nick, you really want to go with these girls? Come with me instead. We'll have a better chance if we split up. Plus, there is no way the cops can catch me." She points over at her red crotch rocket.
Miren councils, "we don't have time for this."
Susan offers him the choice, "Nick, if you want to go, do it now."
(fix tense) "Shit yeah, I'm going." He fiddles with the seatbelt, not able to get it unfastened, but able to crawl out of it. Before he can get to the door-handle, Scarlett has opened the door, and is holding out her arm.
(fix tense) "Hurry," Susan urges, as they can hear the sirens coming now. Nick hops into Scarlett's carry, and she runs with him back towards her motorcycle. Susan gets moving, trying to get out of the parking lot quickly, but not so quickly she looks suspicious. When she turns the corner, she can see the cop cars heading towards her. "Get down you two. I don't want them to see passengers."
Susan held her breath and felt like her heart stopped as her car and the cops passed each other. Seconds later she was able to breathe. "Alright. I think we're good, but stay down just in case."
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(fix tense) Back at the motorcycle, Scarlett has wedged Nick in front of her on the seat, and has just finished latching her helmet. They can see the cops now, and the cops can see them. "I hope you're good on this thing," Nick calls to her.
(fix tense) "Ohh baby, you have no idea. Hold on." She fires up the engine, revs it twice, and heads forward through the landscaping, turning onto the sidewalk away from the cops. In seconds, Nick looks down and sees the speedometer at 60mph. In her rearview, she can see one of the police cars turned in, but the other followed her. As she approaches the next street, she sees a car approaching from the left and adjusts her speed. Just before she reaches the street, she slams on the brakes hard, the car passes in front of them, and she whips the bike ninety-degrees to the right, gunning it.
Moments later, she sees Nick falling to the left, held only by the way his leg is pinned by hers. She reached her hand out to grab and right him, exclaiming "shit, shit, shit!" She looked in her rearview. The cop just turned the corner onto her street. She found an opportunity to turn left, gently this time. Then she looked down at Nick and yelled, "Nick, you need to turn around, so you can hold on." He didn't respond. She flipped up her visor, and brought her head as close, and tried again, even louder.
Nick's heart was pounding in his chest from almost ending up on the pavement. So when he finally heard her directions, he was more than ready to follow them. Though he wasn't exactly sure how. As he turned his head to look at her, she slid back to give him room and he clutched for the tank, feeling like he was going to just slide off. Then he felt her hand grasping and lifting him.
Being held in the air, buffed by wind, as she flew 80 mph down a city street, while gently weaving around cars, was the more frightening thing Nick had ever experienced. He wasn't surprised or even ashamed to feel warmth as the small amount of fluid in his bladder released. A moment later, he was back on the seat, his legs spread awkwardly around her, his back bend awkwardly over the gastank, but when he got ahold of her jacket, he didn't even care. He just grabbed and held on for his life.
Once Nick was better situated, Scarlett returned her attention to the cops, who were further back, but still following her. She looked around in all directions. The car behind her had no chance of catching up. She was more worried about another car coming from another direction. She had to lose him, and fast. She slid around a car to the left, riding on the double-yellow, then slid right, and right again, and slowed for a turn. In two gears and three seconds she was doing sixty again and braked hard for a sharp left. She had watched enough cop shows to know weaving lots of turns and breaking eyeline was the best way to evade. She just hope they didn't have a chopper in the air.
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Fifteen minutes later, having long lost the cops, Scarlett approached her glitzy high-rise apartment. "Shit," she exclaimed at the cop car already parked outside, having no idea it had nothing to do with her. She calmly rode past. They needed cash, and a place to stay to figure out what to do next. She wondered if Susan and Graham would have an idea, before realizing she had no way to contact them.
"The cops were already at my place back there. " She mentioned during the quiet of an intersection stop. When she looked down, Nick was still clutching her, his back bent over the gas tank in a way that looked very very uncomfortable. "Sorry," she straightened up, releasing his posture, and noticed a child in the car to her right looking curiously at Nick. "We need to get you hidden. Any bright ideas?"
"I don't fucking know. Put me in your in a tankbag, in a backpack. Anything would be better than being crushed over that gas tank. Shit that hurts." She made a note not to lean into him, and considered where she'd get a sturdy, decent size bag. She saw a CVS on the corner, but doubted she would trust Nick's life to a $15 drugstore backpack. No, a tankbag would be better. She turned, making her way to the nearby bike shop.
Once she was parked, she had to figure out what to do with Nick while she ran in. She couldn't just leave him there, but her jacket was tight enough she certainly couldn't hide him in there. She didn't much have a choice. She unzipped the front, and gently slipped him inside
Nick's day was getting weirder and weirder. Scarlett hadn't even asked. She'd just grabbed him, and slipped him into her coat. He barely had time to spread his legs around her, and when she zipped up, the jacket was very very snug. Uncomfortable and shrouded in darkness, he couldn't even enjoy the fact that his cheek was pinned up against her chest. When she started walking, it was even more uncomfortable.
Scarlett felt incredibly stupid, walking with her jacket bulging out like she was smuggling a two litre soda bottle into a motorcycle shop, but she didn't have much of a choice. She moved as quickly as she could, grabbing what she needed and heading to the cash register.
"Just the tankbag miss?" The guy at the cash register looked at her really curiously. Hopefully she just looked pregnant. She nodded, and threw down plastic.
Day 7 - Graham's escape
Once Susan, Miren, and Graham felt clear of pursuit, they had talked about what to do.
?? where is this going?
Girls need some new clothes. (and none of their clothes at home will fit anyway) They stop at an athletic store.
Susan has to take Graham with her into the fitting room (smuggled in a bag). She asks him to look the other way, then catches him looking. (sorry. i can't help it. you're like a sexy female adonis. look at yourself.) "omg, i know. it's really weird for me too." She poses a little, talks about what it feels like to have a sexy body.
Miren goads them at the cash register. "took you long enough. what were you two doing in there?" ... embarrassing Susan. (it's not like that.) Miren excuses her, if she was carrying around a two foot little man, she'd be inclined to explore a little, just to see what it was like. Susan reminds Miren that Graham can totally hear her.
They call a reporter, and get a meet. In the meantime they have lunch.
After they explain the situation, (glossing over their transformations), preparing her for what happened to the boys. They do the big 'reveal' of Graham.
The reporter is astonished seeing him. She starts gushing about how excited she is for the story. She asks if they have any proof if the 'humane euthanasia' attempt.. (they don't, but we both witnessed it, and the Nurse.) She asks if they have the Nurses' name. They know her first name, that's it. The reporter is consoling, "okay. that's okay. we can work with this."
The reporter suggests none of them, but especially Graham, go back to their homes right now. Just as a safety precaution. She asks Graham if he needs a safe place to stay. (Uhhmm...) he thinks about it, but Susan interjects. "He's staying with us. We're looking out for him. Right Graham?"
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They check into a cash-motel a half hour out of the city.
?? Then what happens?
option 1: Miren gets flirty with Graham, 'ill show you mine if you show me yours'. Susan walks in on them, half upset, half jealous. She scolds Mirren, who thinks she's making too big a deal... "Come on, the guy is being carried around by gorgeous women three times his size," (really more like 8 by volume), "don't be mad because he's curious. Besides, he's a consenting adult." / Graham and Susan talk. Graham apologizes. Susan apologizes, "i get it, she's really beautiful" / "you're even more beautiful" / they have a moment where they 'snuggle' and fall asleep.
Day 7 - Nick's escape
???? TODO :
nick really wants to contact the press ASASP.... maybe Scarlett uses sex to distract him
Out on the road, things were much better with Nick in the bag. He felt secure and more comfortable, and Scarlett didn't have to think about him as much as she rode. It was Nick's idea to head out of the city and just pick a random motel, and he'd suggested she also stop at an ATM and buy a computer. At first she was reluctant to spend the money, but the computer might help her get that 'liabilty trigger' out of him.
She wasn't actually that worried about the cops arresting her. What would they charge her with? The only thing illegal she'd done was speeding. Which she did all the time. All she needed to do was keep him out of their hands long enough to work her magic.
After driving for over an hour, she was hungry, and felt like they'd gone plenty far enough. She pulled off the highway, through a Taco Bell drive through, and towards the least awful looking motel she could see.
"I need a room," she announced, carrying the tankbag horizontal and more preciously than one normally would have, the bag of Taco Bell balanced on top. The clerk looked at her funny, but she suspected they didn't get too many attractive female motorcyclists dropping by.
"Sixty-five cash. Ninety-five credit." She had never heard something so outrageous. She set her stuff down on the counter and pulled out plastic, not wanting to part with the several hundred dollars cash she had on hand.
The room was as bad as she expected. Not that she hadn't slept in worse, back when she made some mistakes with drugs. She quit that over two years ago, not drugs, just the bad ones, and since then she'd used her talents to live a much more comfortable lifestyle. She set the tankbag on the bed, unzipped it, and without even acknowledging Nick, headed to the bathroom to pee.
Nick didn't mind the tankbag very much, but he was happy to be out of it. He crawled up the bed, collapsing lengthwise onto a pillow big enough for his whole body. He had thought the drug trial and the shrinking had been crazy, but what he'd just been through was even crazier. He heard the water start to run, and realized Scarlett was taking a shower. He could use one too, especially after slightly wetting his pants earlier.
He wasn't exactly sleepy, so after ten minutes of physical exhaustion bleeding out of him, he crawled up off the pillow. There was a small but relatively new flat-screen-TV sitting on the other side of a room that otherwise looked like it hadn't been touched in thirty years. He instinctively looked for the remote, before realizing how much work it would be for him to operate it. The water was still running in the bathroom, so he decided he didn't have much else to do.
He decided it would be easier for him to go to the remote than to try and move it, so he hopped over to the nightstand, and stepped on the buttons to operate them. After a couple channels he landed on the news. Some story about a local business dumping waste chemicals into the sewer system. At least it wasn't something about him. A few more channels and he landed on something with Bruce Willis in it. One of the older Die Hard movies. Anything to relax his mind. He hopped back onto the bed, and laid back against the massive pillow.
Another fifteen minutes later, Scarlett emerged from the bathroom, completely naked, hair perfectly blown, acting like it was not unusual at all. "Wow, I really needed that. Holy crap that was some day. I've never evaded the cops before. That part was pretty fucking exciting." She grabbed the remove and crawled up onto the bed, lying sideways next to him. "Whatcha watchin?"
"One of the Die Hards." He was trying to be casual, but fuck was she gorgeous. They'd fooled around a little during the drug trial, but that was in the dark. Seeing her like this was something else entirely. He looked her body over, admiring it. There was no way not to. And she just watched him do it, like she was enjoying it. Then she turned down the TV volume, and scooted closer to him, twice.
"Would you like to shower? I'm sure after that day, you need one as much as I did." She laid her hand on the bed next to him, suggestively brushing her finger into his thigh. "I'll help you of course. You can't reach anything in there I'm afraid."
"I think I'm okay for the moment." Nick couldn't believe he was refusing what he was pretty sure was an offer for this gorgeous naked woman to bathe him. But something was off here. Back in the trial, she'd pretty much dismissed him. That, and his stomach was growling. "I smell some food. Did you get something for us to eat?"
"Ohh yea, the Taco Bell." She hopped up, grabbing the sack of fast foot from the other side of the tankbag. She spread the items out onto the bed, seemingly no more concerned about eating on it than she was about being naked. "I didn't really know what you'd be able to eat, so I just got a few things." She opened up the wrappers of a hard taco, a soft taco, and two burritos, spread out for Nick like some kind of giant foot amusement park.
He picked himself up, and made his way over to the soft taco. A single shred of lettuce was the size of a long stick of beef jerky. He bit into it and found it tasted like, lettuce. A couple more bites and he reached for a piece of cheese that felt like a huge two foot noodle. While he munched on the bits, Scarlett picked up one of the burritos.
If she didn't seem sexy already, watching her mouth gently engulf the burrito, while she was completely naked, with no regard for eating in the bed, took it to a whole new level. With each bite, she let her lips slowly settle onto the wrap before gently biting, chewing, and licking her lips. It was like she as doing it all for show, like she was... ohh my fucking god, he thought, as he remembered she as a stripper. At least her behavior was making a little more sense. He reached for a gnarl of taco meat that looked like a cancerous baseball, and then thought better of it and decided he had had enough. He stepped away, lying back on the pillow.
Scarlett finished the last couple bites, and took her time wrapping up the rest of the food and placing it back in the bag. It was almost like she just wanted him to watch her naked body move, which he was certainly doing. When she was done, she crawled back into her spot next to him. Die Hard still playing in the background, but was almost over. Not that he was paying any attention.
"I'm really sorry about almost losing you off the bike. That must have been really scary for you." She slipped her finger up to his hip, brushing it, consoling him, careful not to block his view of her chest. "It was for me too. That's when I realized how much you need me, and even though you can be a bit of a jerk, I actually care about you. You can stay with me as long as you need, as long as you want."
"Thanks Scarlett." His concerns were quickly melting away, or at least being forgotten, at her soft voice, gentle touch, and naked unbelievable body. Each second that went by, he became a little more aroused, and could think less and less about anything other than her, and sexual contact. Whatever that meant at his new two foot stature. "I honestly don't know..." his thought was interrupted as she reached to scratch her breast and he couldn't help but briefly watch. She followed up by rubbing the same spot before she stopped, looked his way, and patiently waited for him to continue. "I honestly don't know where else I would go." He didn't mean to sound sensitive. He really didn't know.
"You don't have to go anywhere, Nick. Just relax. When you're ready, we'll get you cleaned up. Then tomorrow, we can find something better for you to wear than this... what is this thing you're wearing?" She reached for the ankle of the pants and gently tugged, pulling them down a couple inches and him half as far. She had to restrain a giggle. She expected she could make taking care of him lucrative. She didn't expect it to be fun.
"I have no idea. I think they are doll clothes." He didn't have any underwear on, and his erection was now in plain view. However, she just tugged on the pants again, the waist sliding past his knees. From there they easily slid all the way off. He didn't have anything to say, he just gave in that this was happening.
"Can you get your shirt? I'm not sure I can get that off too easily." Even before she'd seen his erection, she knew she had him from the way he was looking at her. She always knew. Though she realized she had no idea how she was going to do anything with something as small as this shrunken man's dick. It looked like a stubby little pencil.
Once Nick had his shirt off and was lying naked, the bed shook as she scooted her body even closer. First, he found himself looking up at a wall of flesh. Then she casually leaned over, her breast spilling over his crotch, his tummy, and both of his hips. "How's that? Cosy?"
Having his entire waist pinned under tit flesh? Nick did not think that word described it at all. "No, Scarlet. This this is the fucking sexiest. thing. ever. You, are the sexiest. thing. ever." He reached his hands to the sides of her breast, and squeezed as best he could.
"Aww, Nick. You really think so?" He knew that question was rhetorical. He also knew she didn't doubt herself for a second. "You've had such a Long. Hard. Day. Such a Long. Hard. Week. Let Scarlett take care of you. I'll help you forget all about that. Right now I just want you to think about me, and how I'm going to help you feel nice and relaxed."
Scarlett knew exactly how to tease a man, exactly how to talk dirty. If he had a normal sized cock, she could make him cum in seconds, or make him scream and beg for hours. But as she lay there with her tit pressing down on his little lap, she didn't know what to do next. He seemed to like it, so she decided to stay there and try to work him. As she rocked herself up and down, her tit didn't just rub against him, it also shoved him around. She moved side-to-side, and it shoved his whole body around. It didn't feel like much to her, but while she moved, she could see him squeezing his little hands and bucking his crotch against her. She knew he enjoyed it, but she knew not to linger. She wanted to rub it into his face, and she had an idea of how to make it a little more fun.
While Nick lost himself in her tit-flesh, it dawned on him that her control over him was far more than sexual. He couldn't get out from under her if he wanted to, and if he did, he was so small she could just snatch him up in one hand. It was humbling, and he decided he wasn't just lucky for her 'helping' him sexually, he was lucky she was helping him at all. Then, without warning, he felt her firmly grasp one of his feet, then the other. He looked up to her giant face to find her smiling down on him as she slowly and dramatically pulled him deeper under her body. At first it felt a little ominous, like he was being consumed, but as her bare breast slid up his chest, he got a little excited. Seconds later, flesh dragged against his chin, mouth, and nose. It was glorious. Her skin wasn't just brushing his face, it engulfed his entire head, shrouding him in darkness. He licked and kissed her skin, then tried to squeeze her, but his arms were just as engulfed, and didn't have the leverage. A moment later, he was starting to feel short of breath, and then he felt like he was suffocating. Did she know she was doing? She couldn't. He tried to push and punch against her to get her attention, but it was no use. He got frantic, yanking at his feet until one got free, then started kicking and flailing. She immediately rose off him.
"Ohh baby, I'm sorry!" She exclaimed, genuinely concerned. She rubbed two fingers across him, rocking him side to side, checking he was okay. He seemed out of breath. "I didn't mean to smother you. I'm just trying to give you a little sexy fun, but things are really different at your size." She could see his little stiffie standing straight up.
"Tell me... about it." He replied, his breath finally calming. "Just give me a sec," he said, still huffing a little. He was genuinely concerned. If she wasn't careful, she could actually hurt or kill him really easily. Part of him wanted her. Part of him wanted to her to leave him alone.
"Wait, I have an idea." Nick felt her fingers dig behind his back, lift him against her, and suddenly he was rising and turning through the air. Then he felt like he was falling. A second later, it was over, and he was lying front-side down, his face and arms splayed out over her tit. At least he could lift his head and breathe. "Better?" She asked. It was.
???? where is this going ????
she rubs him, then gets him off with the tip of her tongue?
then he really needs a bath. (cut)
Day 8 - Graham
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Day 8 - Nick
?? what next
Scarlett is just as flirty (and naked) when she wakes up. Nick wants her to find a lawyer for him. She gets her phone and opens the laptop, gets it on the hotel wifi, and starts looking. She asks him what kind of lawyer he's looking for. She rattles off some options.
He's finding it distraction to think about this while she's naked. She teases him about it, licking her fingers, making her nipple hard, and asking "why? from the look of things, you like seeing me naked." referring to his budding erection.
He tries to explain and sort-of scold her. ("Just because you're insanely attractive, and I get turned on, doesn't mean you need to be naked all the time.")
She teases him further. ("ohh I think it does." ) she says, touching him, half against his will. While she fondles him, she turned her attention back to her 'task' of finding him a lawyer.
She calls one of the laywers, fingering him as she provides some cagey details. (not his area, but he recommended someone) She calls the other guy. talks to him for several minutes. Agrees to meet him the next day. She declares "back to having fun."
"Is that what this is?" He says, with smirking sarcasm.
"For a guy who needs my help, you could be more appreciative. Besides, most guys would *not* complain about a girl who likes to be naked and play with their dick a little too much. Now, we have to figure out how to pay him. He said to bring a $5000 check, as a retainer, but you don't have a checkbook and can't write a check.
"That, Scarlett, is why I had you pick up that computer. I can wire you the money, and you can write the check. Go to (bank xyz). My account name is ABCXYZ."
"Oooh, you a smart one." she complimented, keeping him off guard. "What's your password?"
"Scarlett, you just complimented my intelligence. Do you think I'm going to tell you my bank password?"
??? where is this going...
he could use mobile payments, where the limit would be lower... and she could 'talk him into more money'
she could hijack the computer as soon as his password is in, playfully keying in a transfer for all $2M, half exposing her true nature. He could remind her his bank will call to authorize that wire, stopping her threat. She could resign, 'negotiating' for him to pay for her time taking care of her (start at ~$30k for lost work wages for the next two weeks.)