You lose a couple of more inches and get high
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
flatworld
A cool breeze blew through the back yard and a natural shiver rolled up your back. Watching the glass door, you caught a glimpse of Jessica going through drawers like a madwoman. She perked up and ran to the stairs.
Now out of sight, you turned your attention to yourself. 1 foot tall. Ridiculous. The world would soon be beyond you, and one foot tall would feel like a luxury. Just as you are hoping you don't shrink again any time soon, it happens. The unnatural shiver that heralds a change in height.
"So soon?" You cry out loud. You literally just lost over half your remaining height in the pool. You couldn't possibly be shrinking again so soon. You hold your hands up to the heavens and curse whatever you laid eyes on. "Curse you rain gutter! Curse you clouds! Curse you oak branch!"
But the feeling was already gone. Had you shrunk at all? Everything looked close to how it did a few minutes ago. You walk over to the perfectly rolled doobie sitting on the table next to you and try to use it for comparison. It was definitely larger. Nearby were your sister's bikini pieces. Top and bottom.
You lift one of the bra cups of the top and shudder at just how large it is. Heavy too. Nearby is the bottoms, which you spread out and measure yourself against. Nothing exact, but you figured it didn't matter much at this point anyway. Jessica was enormous, you were toy sized.
"Admiring my swimsuit?" Jessica's voice startled you, you jumped around feeling and looking guilty. Jessica is coming through the glass door with a lighter in her hand. She closed the door behind her.
Jessica walked over to the table and noticed your change right away. "Boy, did you shrink again?" She put her pinky on the ground next to you and stretched her thumb up against your body, using her hand to measure you. You were still taller than her dainty little hands: Small victory, self fist bump.
"You are only, like, ten inches tall now. I don't have a ruler." Jessica shrugged and sat down by the table, letting her breasts lay on the table in front of you and splay out, crushed by their own weight. She leaned forward with the doobie in hand and wrapped her arms around you. You turned away from the awesome sight of her breasts to see what she was doing with that lighter. But just as you did she lifted it up and away, leaving her elbows on the table, and lit the doobie directly over your head.
She took a deep breath and held it in. Then she spat it out coughing. The second hand smoke hit you and surrounded you and watered your eyes.
"Here, little bro, take a shot o' ganja." Jessica giggled and brought the doobie down in front of you.
Now lit, the doobie was a enormous beast of rolled up and lit weed. You doubted you'd be able to suck in enough air to get any effect. But you decided you'd try anyway. You put your mouth to the doobie and sucked in as hard as you could. And to your everlasting surprise you sucked up a small bit up smoke. You held it in your lungs and started coughing.
"Ha ha, not bad for your first hit." Jessica smiled proudly at you.Clearly she'd done this before.
"I'm too small, I can't work the doobie good enough."
Jessica smiled. "Face me." You turn around and look directly into her face. She lifted the doobie to her mouth and took a deep breath, which she immediately shot back down at you. You breathed it in, you couldn't help it. Lungful and lungful. You coughed, your eyes watered, but after a moment it hit you.
"Fuck me, I'm high as a kite." You giggled. Jessica giggled.
Now out of sight, you turned your attention to yourself. 1 foot tall. Ridiculous. The world would soon be beyond you, and one foot tall would feel like a luxury. Just as you are hoping you don't shrink again any time soon, it happens. The unnatural shiver that heralds a change in height.
"So soon?" You cry out loud. You literally just lost over half your remaining height in the pool. You couldn't possibly be shrinking again so soon. You hold your hands up to the heavens and curse whatever you laid eyes on. "Curse you rain gutter! Curse you clouds! Curse you oak branch!"
But the feeling was already gone. Had you shrunk at all? Everything looked close to how it did a few minutes ago. You walk over to the perfectly rolled doobie sitting on the table next to you and try to use it for comparison. It was definitely larger. Nearby were your sister's bikini pieces. Top and bottom.
You lift one of the bra cups of the top and shudder at just how large it is. Heavy too. Nearby is the bottoms, which you spread out and measure yourself against. Nothing exact, but you figured it didn't matter much at this point anyway. Jessica was enormous, you were toy sized.
"Admiring my swimsuit?" Jessica's voice startled you, you jumped around feeling and looking guilty. Jessica is coming through the glass door with a lighter in her hand. She closed the door behind her.
Jessica walked over to the table and noticed your change right away. "Boy, did you shrink again?" She put her pinky on the ground next to you and stretched her thumb up against your body, using her hand to measure you. You were still taller than her dainty little hands: Small victory, self fist bump.
"You are only, like, ten inches tall now. I don't have a ruler." Jessica shrugged and sat down by the table, letting her breasts lay on the table in front of you and splay out, crushed by their own weight. She leaned forward with the doobie in hand and wrapped her arms around you. You turned away from the awesome sight of her breasts to see what she was doing with that lighter. But just as you did she lifted it up and away, leaving her elbows on the table, and lit the doobie directly over your head.
She took a deep breath and held it in. Then she spat it out coughing. The second hand smoke hit you and surrounded you and watered your eyes.
"Here, little bro, take a shot o' ganja." Jessica giggled and brought the doobie down in front of you.
Now lit, the doobie was a enormous beast of rolled up and lit weed. You doubted you'd be able to suck in enough air to get any effect. But you decided you'd try anyway. You put your mouth to the doobie and sucked in as hard as you could. And to your everlasting surprise you sucked up a small bit up smoke. You held it in your lungs and started coughing.
"Ha ha, not bad for your first hit." Jessica smiled proudly at you.Clearly she'd done this before.
"I'm too small, I can't work the doobie good enough."
Jessica smiled. "Face me." You turn around and look directly into her face. She lifted the doobie to her mouth and took a deep breath, which she immediately shot back down at you. You breathed it in, you couldn't help it. Lungful and lungful. You coughed, your eyes watered, but after a moment it hit you.
"Fuck me, I'm high as a kite." You giggled. Jessica giggled.
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