Billy tumbled out from the folds of the sheet and landed hard on the cold tile floor. “WHAT THE!” There was an audible THUD as the ground shook just a bit. Billy’s instinct compelled him to fall in the opposite direction which also caused him to look up. He had just enough time to see the towering black pants leg of the blond giantess before the world went back.
Joyce had felt the thud of something slightly heavier than it should be fall to the floor as she let the tablecloth run loose. To her shock she saw something more than a foot long and pink and ALIVE fall at her feet and she instantly jumped back out of instinct. Immediately she dropped the tablecloth over the thing and had been halfway raising her foot to stamp on it when she stopped, her brain catching up and suppressing her innate instinct.
Billy, meanwhile, was swimming out from beneath the folds of the giant and heavy cloth that was smothering him. He made it to the end at just the same point that Joyce was pending over to pull the cloth back ready for something to leap out at her. Billy saw the light and turned to meet the bright blue eyes of the pretty blond woman who stared back down at him. Their reactions mirrored each other’s; Billy turned around and backed up until the back of his legs hit something and he fell back into a soft pile of something. Joyce in a semi crouch position leaned away until he fell onto her bottom with another ground turning THUD.
For a few seconds the two stared at the other, each not sure what to say.
“What/I Can…” They both stared speaking then stopped. “Who are/My name is…”
Billy, who was at least someone prepared that he might be caught and have to explain himself raised up his hands for quiet and managing to shuffle out of the basket, for that was what he had fallen into, stood up. He was just about eye level with Joyce who was still seated and leaning back. For a second Billy worried what it would be like if those big back pumps kicked at him…that would hurt. Recovering he started to speak cutting Joyce off. “Hi, my name is Billy, I live next door.”
Joyce staired at the little naked man. Her blue eyes were round like saucers. It was talking. Her brain again needed to catch up. Billy and Next Door were understood. “Are, are you like a kid?” Joyce asked for no apparent reason. Joyce wasn’t sure why she asked that but for some reason it seemed the thing to ask.
Billy in turn looked confused. Then looking down at his own nakedness covered himself with his hands. “Um, yeah, kind of. I’m not 18 if that’s what you mean.”
Realizing she was staring at a naked minor was what jolted Joyce into getting up and turning her back to Billy. This had the unintended effect of showing her round hart shaped buttock to Billy who was approximate just beneath the round cheeks in the tight black slacks. “Um, can you please cover up. I don’t want to go to jail.” Joyce said this while she closed the door to the washroom.
Not sure what to do Billy looked around and tried to find something. Unfortunately, the best he could do was find what looked like a white pair of ladies panties, probably miss Carol’s, and he used them to tie a makeshift loincloth around his exposed bits. Joyce hearing the commotion turned to look over her shoulder and then turned back around. She was only 22 so this was still awkward and to her shame a little hot….
“Um, how…are you like some kind of midget?” Joyce said then winced at the use of the word midget. “I mean a little person.”
Billy, surprised by the question thought about lying…could he make it up that he had some kind of deformity? But then how would he explain no cloths or why he was here…no he was caught better to just come forward and explain the truth. Maybe she’d help. At least that was what Billy Hoped.
“Um, no. You see, yesterday this remote thing fell out into the street and well one thing led to another, and it shrinks stuff. I caught hit by accident and then the remote got brought over here and I was trying to get it before anyone else realized what happened.”
Joyce had to process that. She was not expecting that answer. Thinking it through she looked Billy over again. “How did you end up naked?” her mind of course was thinking the kid had been naked when he shrank. She hadn’t put two and two together yet that the remote was the company’s remote but that was soon to be realized.
Billy shrugged not wanting to explain that his cloths didn’t shrink as fast as he did and how he ended up losing his shirt on the way over here. By that point Joyce was figuring this out. The company had a shrink device that was used to miniaturize the loads and other equipment. Even food prep was miniaturized or grown to save on coasts. The staff weren’t cleared to use it. A handler was sent out to help and always made sure things were done safely. Everyone signed confidentiality agreements too. There were rumors that the catering and moving company were fronts for some government R&D testing but that was layers over Joyce’s head.
“Okay," Joyce said. "Just wait here a second.” She turned around and in some thudding footsteps leaves the laundry room and shuts the door behind her sealing Billy inside.
Joyce had felt the thud of something slightly heavier than it should be fall to the floor as she let the tablecloth run loose. To her shock she saw something more than a foot long and pink and ALIVE fall at her feet and she instantly jumped back out of instinct. Immediately she dropped the tablecloth over the thing and had been halfway raising her foot to stamp on it when she stopped, her brain catching up and suppressing her innate instinct.
Billy, meanwhile, was swimming out from beneath the folds of the giant and heavy cloth that was smothering him. He made it to the end at just the same point that Joyce was pending over to pull the cloth back ready for something to leap out at her. Billy saw the light and turned to meet the bright blue eyes of the pretty blond woman who stared back down at him. Their reactions mirrored each other’s; Billy turned around and backed up until the back of his legs hit something and he fell back into a soft pile of something. Joyce in a semi crouch position leaned away until he fell onto her bottom with another ground turning THUD.
For a few seconds the two stared at the other, each not sure what to say.
“What/I Can…” They both stared speaking then stopped. “Who are/My name is…”
Billy, who was at least someone prepared that he might be caught and have to explain himself raised up his hands for quiet and managing to shuffle out of the basket, for that was what he had fallen into, stood up. He was just about eye level with Joyce who was still seated and leaning back. For a second Billy worried what it would be like if those big back pumps kicked at him…that would hurt. Recovering he started to speak cutting Joyce off. “Hi, my name is Billy, I live next door.”
Joyce staired at the little naked man. Her blue eyes were round like saucers. It was talking. Her brain again needed to catch up. Billy and Next Door were understood. “Are, are you like a kid?” Joyce asked for no apparent reason. Joyce wasn’t sure why she asked that but for some reason it seemed the thing to ask.
Billy in turn looked confused. Then looking down at his own nakedness covered himself with his hands. “Um, yeah, kind of. I’m not 18 if that’s what you mean.”
Realizing she was staring at a naked minor was what jolted Joyce into getting up and turning her back to Billy. This had the unintended effect of showing her round hart shaped buttock to Billy who was approximate just beneath the round cheeks in the tight black slacks. “Um, can you please cover up. I don’t want to go to jail.” Joyce said this while she closed the door to the washroom.
Not sure what to do Billy looked around and tried to find something. Unfortunately, the best he could do was find what looked like a white pair of ladies panties, probably miss Carol’s, and he used them to tie a makeshift loincloth around his exposed bits. Joyce hearing the commotion turned to look over her shoulder and then turned back around. She was only 22 so this was still awkward and to her shame a little hot….
“Um, how…are you like some kind of midget?” Joyce said then winced at the use of the word midget. “I mean a little person.”
Billy, surprised by the question thought about lying…could he make it up that he had some kind of deformity? But then how would he explain no cloths or why he was here…no he was caught better to just come forward and explain the truth. Maybe she’d help. At least that was what Billy Hoped.
“Um, no. You see, yesterday this remote thing fell out into the street and well one thing led to another, and it shrinks stuff. I caught hit by accident and then the remote got brought over here and I was trying to get it before anyone else realized what happened.”
Joyce had to process that. She was not expecting that answer. Thinking it through she looked Billy over again. “How did you end up naked?” her mind of course was thinking the kid had been naked when he shrank. She hadn’t put two and two together yet that the remote was the company’s remote but that was soon to be realized.
Billy shrugged not wanting to explain that his cloths didn’t shrink as fast as he did and how he ended up losing his shirt on the way over here. By that point Joyce was figuring this out. The company had a shrink device that was used to miniaturize the loads and other equipment. Even food prep was miniaturized or grown to save on coasts. The staff weren’t cleared to use it. A handler was sent out to help and always made sure things were done safely. Everyone signed confidentiality agreements too. There were rumors that the catering and moving company were fronts for some government R&D testing but that was layers over Joyce’s head.
“Okay," Joyce said. "Just wait here a second.” She turned around and in some thudding footsteps leaves the laundry room and shuts the door behind her sealing Billy inside.
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June 10, 2023
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