#giant vs tiny

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Frank was regretting his choice he made. He was sentence to twenty-five years prison time, but his lawyer offered him the plea deal where the prison time would be changed to twenty-five years in community service at the judge's choosing. He didn't want to go to jail and choose to take the plea deal. He now wished he hadn't. He didn't know what community service the judge had chosen for him for the next twenty-five years.

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Rylo had been wanting to try this new special cookie he had received from a friend. His friend had told him that he would love the cookie. It was strange that his friend was giving him something, especially given how many times he had played practical jokes on him, and he never got him back once. He tasted the cookie and saw that it was so delicious. He devoured the whole thing rather quickly.

Suddenly, Rylo felt strange. He didn't know what was happening at first. It felt like the room was spinning, then things started to get larger in size. Over the course of seconds, he found himself on the floor looking up at the now giant couch he had just recently sat on. He then realized why his friend was so generous to give him that cookie. He was too small to reach his phone to call for help since it was on the table. Even the room looked like it would take hours just to go across it, according to his current size.

He soon felt the floor shake with a thunderous vibration. He had forgotten that his older cousin was staying at the house with him. Rylo quickly hid under the couch, afraid that he might be crushed unknowingly by his giant foot.

Simon walked into the den, looking for his cousin Rylo. He remembered him being there on the couch watching TV. The TV was still on, but his cousin was nowhere in sight. He saw that his cousin was watching a recent episode of Star Trek Strange New Worlds. It was a show that both of them loved to watch. Captain Pike was their favorite character on the show. He sat down to watch it, since he had not seen the episode that was on.

Rylo squeezed his nose as the odor from his cousin's socks reeked. It smelled really bad. At his size, there wasn't an escape from it. Yet, he needed help since his friend had played a practical joke on him. He only wondered what Simon would do. Would he help him or take advantage of the situation? There was only one way to see what would happen.

Rylo walked out from under the couch. Simon didn't even notice him standing between his giant socked feet. He had to get his attention somehow. His cousin was too focused on the TV show. He walked up to his left foot and kicked it as hard as he could. The sock smelled even worse up close, but he had to bear it if he wanted help. After a few kicks, he noticed that Simon wasn't looking down yet. He then started punching and kicking his socked foot over and over till he was noticed.

Simon felt a little tickling down at his left foot. He looked down to see a little bug attacking his foot. He moved his foot to crush the bug.

Rylo saw the giant foot move up above him. He knew that Simon could only be thinking one thing. He quickly moved to dodge the foot as it came down, causing him to stumble and fall from the vibration in the floor.

Simon was amazed at how the tiny bug dodged his foot so quickly. It was then that he noticed the bug looked strange, not like a normal bug. It looked almost human-like. He reached down to pick it up to examine it. As he held it between his fingers, he was shocked and surprised. He even laughed at what he was seeing.

Rylo was relieved that he wasn't crushed by his cousin's massive socked foot. He finally got his attention. "Simon, you got to help me. I was tricked and a practical joke played on me." He screamed as Simon held him between his fingers, which felt like a tight grip.

Simon could hear Rylo's tiny voice saying that he was tricked and needed help. Yet it was humorous to him currently. "How did you get this tiny?" he asked.

Simon's voice was loud and booming to him. "My friend I played jokes on gave me a cookie that had some shrinking potion in it. I need your help to contact him to make me normal size again. Please, help me." He pleaded to his giant cousin.

Simon really laughed now. Rylo's friend got him back in a big way. Yet, he decided he would help him. Rylo gave him the code to get into his phone and the number to call. After a good conversation with Rylo's friend, he was informed that the effects would wear off in about a week. Until then he was stuck at that size.

Rylo was so pissed at his friend. Shrinking him was going a little too far for a practical joke. The fact that he would be this size for a week was even more frustrating. What was he to do now until his size was restored to him.

Simon smirked on his face, seeing Rylo's predicament. "I think I can help you. I will put you in a safe place for the week." His smirk got bigger.

Rylo didn't like the smirk on his cousin's face. He saw him unzip his pants and pull down his underwear. He saw his cock in full display. He then knew exactly what Simon was thinking. He tried to run, but Simon quickly grabbed him, and held him over the slit of his cock.

"In you go, little cuz, you will be safe in my balls." Simon laughed as he pushed Rylo legs first into his cock. He could see him struggling to get free, but his tiny cousin was no match for him.

Rylo tried his best but there was no way to could outmatch Simon's strength at this size. His legs were quickly slerped into his massive cock. Simon put his thumb over his head, forcing the rest of him in. Soon, only his head was left until he completely went under. He could feel Simon rubbing his cock, forcing him way down and into his ballsac.

Simon pulled his underwear back up and zipped up his pants after feeling a tiny squirming in his balls. "Oh, that feels good, keep doing it. By the way, you're stuck in there until I let you out. Also, the guy just texted, that if you come into contact with bodily fluids, it would delay the process to return you to normal size." He laughed. "So being in my cum will keep you tiny for a while till I let you out." He added. "Enjoy your new home." He laughed as he went back to watching Star Trek Strange New Worlds.

Rylo punched and kicked, but there was no way out, being stuck and surrounded by cum. He was stuck in Simon's tea bag until he decided to let him out. Even worse was that he couldn't revert back to his size unless he was released. He only hoped that Simon would release him soon at some point. He didn't want to be stuck in his cousin forever. He definitely hoped that he would not forget that he has him trapped.

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Sam walked into Mr. Jack Greyson's office. He was called in for his annual performance review on the job. He hoped he did a lot better than his last review. The last one wasn't a favorable one. He was nearly terminated, but the company agreed on second chances to be awarded to employees who can improve.

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Greyson." Sam spoke as Jack motioned for him to have a seat.

"Yes," Jack paused as he looked over the file on his desk. "If you recall, you had much to improve since your last annual." He added.

"Yes, Sir, I remember. And I tried really hard to do much better than my last one." Sam spoke, hoping he had done enough to save his job. They had threatened to terminate his employment at his next evaluation if it wasn't better.

"You did much better, actually, but there is something I need to discuss with you." Jack paused as he closed the file. "There are some changes made by the higher ups and unfortunately your position was no longer needed. You did a great job improving since your last evaluation, but your position has been ruled not needed." He added, as he placed the file in his cabinet by his desk.

Sam was distraught. He really wanted and needed this job. "I really don't want to be terminated. I need this job, Sir." He pleaded for some sign of mercy.

"My hands are tied, Sam. I was only to inform you of the situation. You may hate your things and leave." Jack said with an almost heartless expression.

"Please, Sir, is there anything you can do to help?" Sam continued to ask for some kind of mercy extended toward him.

Jack saw that Sam wasn't giving up one bit. He was silent as he thought about it. He then had the perfect solution. If Sam wanted a job so badly, he would give him one. It would be a permanent job that would make him useful for sure, but only to him and not the company. He took out a small box that had several green pills in them.

"There is one job opening I do have, but it will be permanent. Once you take it, you can't get out of it." Jack said as he opened up the small box towards Sam.

"I will take it for sure. Thanks, Sir. I really need this." Sam said, feeling hopeful that things weren't too bad.

"Take one of these green pills first, and we will discuss your new job." Jack said with a smirk.

Sam wasn't exactly sure what the green pill had to do with the job, but he took it anyway. He swallowed it down. He wanted to hear about the new job he would be doing.

Jack poured Sam a glass of water and handed it to him.

Sam drank the water down. A few seconds later, he felt strange. The room appeared to be doing something. It started to get larger. Yet, that wasn't the only effect. His clothes were getting larger as well as Mr. Greyson. "What is going on?" He asked being confused.

"It's about your new job." Jack paused. "It's sort of more beneficial to me mainly than to you. But you willingly took it anyway." He added.

Sam was still confused until he realized that he was shrinking. He soon found himself about 6" tall surrounded by his clothes and shoes. He felt a giant hand fish him out.

Jack picked Sam from among his clothes. He placed him in front of him on the floor. He took off his shoes and socks. He wiggled his toes in front of the now tiny Sam. "Your new job is to be my personal foot toy and stress reliever at work and at home." He paused. "Your duties will be to worship my feet and on occasion be a nice stress ball under my feet to help me relax." He added.

"I changed my mind, Sir." Sam pleaded. "This is not what I want." He added. The odor that was coming for Mr. Greyson's feet were a little strong. He didn't want to be anyone's foot toy for sure.

"I am that it's permanent. That green pill just made this your permanent size." Jack smirked. "I did prewarn you that it would be permanent." He laughed a little.

"Well, I refuse to be your stress ball." Sam said defiantly despite being so small to the now giant Mr. Greyson.

"Oh, you think you can refuse. We will see about that." Jack said as he lowered his foot on top of Sam before he could even run. He put enough pressure to cause him to struggle, but not enough to crush him entirely. He could feel him struggling under his foot. "Nice stress ball." He laughed as he continued another ten minutes of keeping Sam under foot.

Sam felt like it was an eternity under his foot. At his current size, he was just too powerless against his giant foot. When he finally breathed fresh air, he was relieved.

"Now kiss my toes, like a good foot toy." Jack demanded.

Sam saw he had no choice. He leaned down and kissed Jack's toes. "Yes, Master." He responded, seeing he had no way out of it.

Jack put his socks back on. "Now, get under my desk. I have work to do, and my stress ball is going to help me." He added as he pointed under his desk.

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Jason woke up feeling groggy. The last thing he remembered was having drinks with his cousin the previous night. His cousin Drake asked him over to spend a little family time together. He was initially surprised by the invite due to how he would annoy Drake at family gatherings. He didn't mind coming over though. From what he can remember they had a good time hanging out. He knew he had a little too much last night. The hangover was bad.

Jason then heard the floor shaking as though something large was approaching. As he lifted his head, he saw that nothing looked like it did last night. The room was ginormous. Everything was a giant size to him. He saw that his arms, legs and mid section was taped down to what appeared to be a giant flip flop. He tried to free himself, but the tape was too strong. He could move one bit. He then saw what was making the floor shake. He saw a now giant size Drake standing over him with a smirk on his face.

Drake looked down at his handy work. His annoying cousin was completely stuck to his favorite pair of flip flops. Jason fell for his trap and now it was time for him to get payback for all the other times he annoyed him at almost every family gathering. Once he passed out from drinking so much it was easy to shrink him and tape him to his flip flop.

"I am sure you're wondering why you are on my flip flop." Drake paused. "It's simple. Your annoyance got on my nerves. Now I get to take that out on you. He added.

"I am sorry, okay? Just let me up. I promise to be less annoying from now on." Jason pleaded as he saw Drake raise his foot towards the flip flop. He saw how he slid his foot on to the other flip flop.

"I might consider giving you your size back after a couple of weeks." He smirked as he slowly lowered his foot to slide it on the flip flop. "Until then, be a good living insole." He laughed as he secured his foot on and started to walk out of his room. He could feel Jason squirm just a little, but not much. The tape was too strong for him. If anyone asks about Jason he would claim he doesn't know where he went. At least, this way his cousin was more useful than annoying.

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Drake saw that one customer at his bar. The guy had been coming just about every night with several of his friends. He was glad when his friends came, because they would pick up his drinks. Yet, when he came alone, it was a hassle. The guy would pay sometimes, but other times he wanted it on his tab with a promise to pay next time. This was getting old especially when all others would pay for their drinks up front.

Nate came to the bar like he normally does. He checked his wallet and saw his cash as a little short. The bartender would put it on my tab, he thought to himself. "Three shots of rum, please." He placed his order.

Drake looked at Nate, "are you paying this time or by tab." He asked him before pouring the drinks.

"Cash is a little short tonight. Put it on my tab. I will pay tomorrow when I come back." Nate said, waiting on his shots.

Drake poured the shots and slid them over to Nate. This was the last time for doing any tab for him. He poured another drink, but added something a little extra to it without Nate noticing. He waited for Nate to finish the three shots. "On the house for this one." He smiled as he slid the shot glass over to him.

"Thanks," Nate took the final shot down. A few minutes later he started to feel strange. "I need to go to the restroom." He said as he got up. He could tell something wasn't right. When he finally made it, things got even worse. The bathroom was empty, but it was getting larger by the second. He was confused, until reality set in. He was in fact shrinking in size. He hoped no one would come in until he figured why he was shrinking.

Drake walked in a restroom five minutes later. It was empty. He looked around and finally saw what he was looking for. A 3" tall Nate was cowering in a corner of the restroom. He laughed at first and then smiled.

Nate had barely avoided being stepped on by the last guy who came into the restroom. The guy didn't even see him down by his shoes. He didn't know how he was going to survive this new experience. When he heard giant foot steps again, he got scared. He looked up to see it was the kind bartender. "Nate, you got to help me. I was shrunken somehow." He screamed, hoping to get his attention. Yet, what he got he wasn't expecting. The bartender laughed at first and then smiled. It was like he was looking for him. "Please help me!" He pleaded.

Drake reached down and held Nate between his fingers before placing him in the palm of his hand. "Oh, I will help you. I will put you in a safe place for sure." He smiled at the tiny guy trembling with fear.

"Thank you, I really appreciate this. I don't know how I was shrunken, but I appreciate the help." Nate said, feeling a little relieved. Being in the giant's hand still was a little scary. But the bartender was always nice to him. There was a little trust there.

Drake picked up Nate with his fingers. He licked his lips and rubbed his belly. "I wonder how you will taste as I suck on you and swallow you." He had a smirk on his face.

"Wait, suck on me and swallow me?" Nate paused as a new fear set in. One that was worse than being crushed unknowingly under a stranger's shoe. "But you said you were going to put me in a safe place." He pleaded for an explanation. He didn't want to be eaten one bit.

"Yeah, my stomach. Time to go in, little guy." Drake lowered Nate into his mouth as the tiny was squirming in his grip. He dropped him in and sucked on him for a good thirty seconds before swallowing him whole. "You were tasty," he laughed as he walked out to the restroom to return to the bar. He could feel Nate struggling and squirming as he made his way down to his stomach. He returned to the bar as though nothing had happened, like it was a normal night at the bar.

Nate found that the more he struggled, the worse it got. He soon landed in Drake's stomach. He was so shocked the nice bartender would cruelly eat him. He continued to squirm in all that stomach acid that was starting to burn his skin. "Let me out, please!" He screamed, but all he could hear was the muffled sounds of the music outside the body he was trapped in.

Drake enjoyed the squirming, but knew soon it would be over. His tiny snack would be digested before the night was over.

The acid was starting to burn his skin even more. "Someone help me! I don't want to be digested! I will pay for my bar tab for sure!" Nate continued to scream and squirm in Drake's stomach that was tightening on and around him as the acid burned his skin.

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Blake was so tired of his cocky roommate. He was always bringing his girls over every weekend. Many times he would bring home someone different. He would boast about his straightness to way too many times. Others times he would shove his ass in his face on purpose to tease him because he knew he was gay. He wanted to flaunt it a lot of times to show what kind of ass he would never get. It started to get annoying. Blake decided he would get him back for all of that.

One Friday evening, while Xander had brought home one of his girls, Blake on purpose called her the name of another girl Xander was talking with. That one spark started an argument between the young lady and Xander. The end result was her getting a taxi and going back home. Seeing the angry look on Xander's face was priceless. He rather enjoyed that moment. Blake went to watch a TV show in the living room, pleased with himself for ruining Xander's night. Soon, Xander came and stood in front of the TV, blocking his view. The expression on his face shown he wasn't in a good mood after what had happened.

"You think you're pleased with yourself, don't you?" Xander asked rhetorically. "I know you did that on purpose." He added with a cocky smirk on his face. .

"I don't know what you are talking about. I thought that was here name." Blake said, trying to make an innocent look on his face. The moment was still priceless to him. Ruining the cocky roommate's night was the highlight for sure. "Anyway, I am sure she will be back to you before the weekend is over." He added with a smile on his face, knowing sure well that she won't.

"I see this is rather funny to you." Xander spoke, not amused at his roommate's antics. It took a lot of talking just to get her to hang out with him. The expression on his face shown that he wasn't amused at all.

"Maybe," Blake shrugged his shoulders innocently while enjoying every moment.

"Okay, you had your fun, now it's my turn." Xander paused as he took off his pants revealing his white underwear. "We will see how amused you are when I get finished." He took off his underwear and approached Blake.

"Hey?! What are you planning?" Blake asked confused. He saw a smirk on Xander's face that he didn't like.

"Oh you will see." Xander spoke as he pulled Blake closer to the floor to where the back of his head was now resting on the seat of the couch. He then turned around and sat down, make sure his ass was resting directly on his face. He then sat comfortably with his back against the chair as he grabbed the tv remote to change the station to something he wanted to watch. "I may as well enjoy a good show while testing out a new seat cushion." He laughed while being amused at Blake's attempt to get him off. He was always stronger than his gay roommate.

"Hey! Get off!" Blake muffled under Xander's ass. He struggled, but his roommate was to strong for him. He now wished he went to the gym more than a few times a month. "I am not a seat cushion." He muffled even more.

"Not from my point of view." Xander laughed. "But don't worry, you won't be a seat cushion for long. I think a toy would be better." He laughed again as he did his magic while rubbing his ass all over Blake's face with enjoyment. He could feel his magic taking effect on his temporary seat cushion.

Blake struggles started to feel strange. It felt like he was getting even weaker by the second. Yet, it wasn't just that only. It was also like Xander's ass was getting larger along with the couch for some reason. He couldn't place it, but something was seeming really off about the whole situation beyond the utter humiliation of being sat on. "You had your fun, now get off!" He muffled as his voice was being absorbed into Xander's ass. He could hear him laughing above while continuing to watch one of his favorite shows.

"I can barely hear what you are saying." Xander laughs. He stands up briefly to look at Blake who was shrinking quite well under his ass. "As to my fun, my fun has just begun. You are slowly becoming a toy. A butt toy." He laughed and sat back down without a care, laying back on the back of the couch. He rubbed his ass over Blake's face to find a comfortable position. "Ah, that's perfect." He said as he applied more pressure to the right position. He could feel the shrinking of Blake intensifying even more as his soon to be butt toy struggled even more.

Blake realized too late what was going on. It wasn't that Xander's ass was getting larger, but he himself was actually shrinking. He knew he would be utterly trapped if he didn't get free. The more he shrunk the weaker he was getting to ever escape the clutches of the giant ass sitting on top of him.

Xander would check on his progress from time to time, all the while belittling him for getting smaller and smaller. Soon, he saw that Blake was only just two inches tall from his former size. "Wow, you are no longer a seat cushion. Now you're a butt toy." He laughed as he picked him up a stuffed him in his ass cheeks and sat back down. He could feel the tiny guy squirming. He squeezed his ass cheeks to apply more pressure on his butt toy.

"Keep squirming, little toy. It feels good." Xander laughs even more, enjoying his torment in his ass.

Blake's squirming was to no avail. He was trapped. The more he squirmed, the more Xander applied tighter pressure. It was like he as purely enjoying his captured toy in his ass. He wasn't giving up just yet. He continued to squirm in complete darkness between Xander's ass cheeks.

Xander was getting excited the more his butt toy squirmed. He started jerking in rhythm to his butt toy's squirming. He was soon hard as a rock from his excitement. Hot sperm spilt out of his cock as he let out a sigh from the release. He felt his butt toy had shrunken even more than before inside his ass cheeks. He smiled with at the prospect of what to do next with his butt toy. He stands up and pulls Blake from between his ass cheeks.

"Wow, you are even smaller than before." Xander smirked.

"No more please." Blake pleaded laying on the giant hand holding him. "I want my normal size back. I can't go back to my room at this size." He continued to plead to his giant roommate. "You had your fun, so put me back to normal size. I promise to stay in my room next time you bring your lady friends by." He pleaded even more. The last thing he wanted was to be put back inside his former prison.

"That actually gives me a good idea." Xander had big smirk on his face. "You need a room appropriate for your current size. A room that would be safe for you, I think." He looked down at the now half of inch roommate. He spread one ass cheek and took Blake and shoved him into his hole feet first. He pushed him in further and further until only Blake's head remained out. "All that squirming and you still couldn't get free." He laughed at Blake still squirming in his ass hole, knowing he would never get out on his own. He was trapped and all his now. He let go of his butt cheek, trapping Blake inside. He then put his underwear on. He got up to go to his bedroom after turning off the tv. He then remembered one lady he could invite over. He started to text her from his phone.

Blake was utterly trapped in darkness in Xander's ass hole. No amount of squirming was going to get him out. He was at Xander's mercy whether he liked it or not. "Dude, let me out! It's no fun in here! Can you hear me?!" He yelled but only saw that Xander's ass cheeks blocked out any sound from escaping. His captor didn't hear a single word he said. All he could do was to squirm to get his attention, hoping Xander would change his mind and let him.

Xander saw that the young lady was coming over and was excited to spend time with him. He didn't have to worry about any annoying roommate ruining his good time now. And if anyone asked about Blake, he would just say he left one day and didn't come back. He could feel him squirming in his ass. It felt really good.