Thinking back on it, Monica realized she should have simply said “no”. She had to refuse. She had to go and pay for a real caretaker to help her through her shrunken period.

But Amy was so convincing! “He’s the best”, she told Monica back then. “He really knows what to do. Just trust me.”

And she trusted. She let Amy bring her friend to her apartment and greeted them at the door - she was shrinking by then already and barely reached past their belts. She let Adam settle in at her place for several weeks of looking after her, sincerely hoping he’d be just as wonderful as Amy described to her.

He was more than that.

Right now, she stood in front of him on the floor as he stretched out in a massive leather armchair that she bought years ago with her first lawyer firm paycheck. His sweaty sports uniform clung to his skin, his face carried a content expression. It loomed very far away from her. Green eyes were focused on the TV screen. He really liked her plasma TV.

Monica was six inches tall. Her shrinking had slowed down days ago. Doctor told her in advance her height could plateau for a couple of weeks, then either decrease further or start going up again. This wouldn’t last forever. She kept telling this to herself. She’d recover, and then life would be back to normal.

In front of her were Adam’s massive feet, bare and glistening with sweat. They were wide and meaty, undeniably masculine, heavy, a bit flat. His toes were thicker than her legs. The soles were covered with lint, loose threads and dust they gathered off her plush carpet. He’d just got back from the gym.

“Monica”, he lazily called from above. “Slurp”.

She went red in the face; this was somehow getting more humiliating every time. She was fifteen years his senior. She had a career. She was a self-made woman, a highly respected professional, and made more in a month than he probably did in half a year. She was Monica So, and this arrogant prick was no one, despite his handsomeness. He was attractive, she could give him that: when she met him for the first time she even though he could be a decent one-night stand for someone like her. But she wasn’t thinking that anymore. Because Adam made her his bitch, because she was six inches tall and because she was about to...