But this still felt so, so endlessly wrong. She wanted to back. Right now.

"Holy shit Leah", May whispered next to her. "Holy shit. Can that camera even see us? Jesus we need him to look ASAP. Do you think..."

The giant reached towards them, and Leah automatically recoiled, which was, of course, meaningless, because his hand caught up with her - and May, for that matter. Tree-like fingers curled around her waist and pulled her up, pressing her into equally restrained May, making her whimper in fear. Nausea hit her as the floor suddenly plunged away. Ben lifted them up, uncoiled his fingers, let the tiny girls roll into the center of his wide palm. It smelled of something Leah couldn't immediately place. Something bitter. It was also hot. She felt so cold that a part of her wanted to curl up in his palm just to be warm. She'd read something about this; it was harder for tiny women to retain body heat.

"Nice", Ben said, and she felt a shift in his tone compared to when they were talking earlier. "You're much better at this size".
May laughed nervously. The man was not smiling. Dread started washing over Leah.

"Feels right, too. Any bitch dumb enough to let herself be shrunk probably secretly wants it."

May's laugh cut off. She looked at Leah with the most stupid expression Leah had ever seen her wear. She wanted to punch her friend in that moment.

"This will make a real fun episode of your blog, I bet", the man declared. He turned to the camera they'd set up. "So, I'm gonna start with some break-in exercises here", he said. "To start them off."