FATAL SUBSTRACTION.
By Talisman



(GRAPHIC SEXUAL AND LANGUAGE CONTENT, AS WELL AS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE)




Jack noticed her always, when coming home from work, she'd be there 
doing something in her front yard, and would stare at him as he entered 
his house. He also notice her staring at functions with neighbors and 
block parties. Jack would pretend he didn't take much notice, he 
definitely didn't bring it up with his wife Bess. 

At a recent Barbecue party, he stood there with some neighbors putting 
back a few drinks having laughs. Jack couldn't help notice the strong 
feeling he had, that he was watched, he scoured the yard, and there was 
that woman again. Her name was Irene, and she had lived at the house 
across from Jack's and Bess's for 5 years now. She was apparently 
divorced, with no children. From the looks of her house and the car she 
drives, she looked she made out pretty good from the divorce 
proceedings. Irene was about 5"6 and built fairly well for her petite 
size, She had a modest rounded breasts, and a knockout pair of legs, 
Jack gathered from her sitting position. Not like his own wife, who 
stood 5"10 and with her 155lb figure was quite the voluptuous woman. 
Bess had penetrating globes, and sultry legs to go with her California 
face and hair. You would wonder why Jack would even adhere to his roving 
eye, what with a model like wife, but as in all infidelity cases, lust  
is usually  the root, and no man can ignore his libido when it is 
stronger than him. 

Jack gave Irene a small smile and nod, as he raised his drink, Irene 
returned the look and patted a chair next to hers, as she was obvious 
inviting him over. "Go for it Jack, I think she wants you tiger." Urged 
his friend Micheal. Jack laughed with him, before looking over at where 
Bess was. Bess was busey  holding court with some other the other wives 
at the gazebo. Thinking it was safe, he strolled over to Irene. "Mind if 
I sit here?" Jack sheepishly asked. " That was my intention kind sir." 
Irene said licking her glass rim. " Hello we have never really been 
introduced properly, I'm Jack Keiller." " And I guess that your wife if 
Bess over there." Irene said as she pointed toward to Gazebo. " So, 
you've been here what 5 years or so?" Jack pried. " Yes I have, it's a 
nice neighborhood, such nice and lovely things to see here." Irene 
toyed. Jack started to blush.  " I'm sorry, but I have to say something, 
I have this notion that you have been, well sort of eyeing me. Do I 
resemble someone you know or something?" Jack interjected. Irene put her 
hand softly on his knee. " You remind me of a lover I once had, is all." 
She said. Now Jack was really boiling over. He asked to refill her 
drink, then excused himself to the bar. "Jack, Jack, What gives? You 
getting sweat on the lonely neighbor?" Micheal teased. "No man, I'm just 
be neighborly, I married." Jack said shyly. "That wouldn't stop most 
men, I mean look at her, boom, bang,  look how her body jets in the 
right places, She definitely a wet dream." Micheal said as he became 
animated with his hands. " She hot, I'll grant you, but I'm just being 
friendly, that's what we're all here for right?" Jack said as he 
gathered up the drinks and returned to Irene. "Thank you Jack, your such 
a gentleman." Irene said as she stroked his hand as she removed her 
drink from it. They continued talking for a while, until Jack saw Bess 
motioning to him to help her with something. " Well I guess a man's work 
is never done." Jack said as he stood. " I hope to find out that 
eventually, Jack." Irene said as she also stood and started to tighten 
her shawl around her. " You are leaving now?" Jack asked. " Yes, it was 
nice meeting you, I hope to see you really soon." She said and brushed 
his crotch with her leg as she passed him by. "Goodnite." She whispered.  
Jack watched her for a moment while she strolled out the yard, stopping 
to thank the hostess and good night wishs. Jack then got his attention 
back on the party and went to help Bess. 

Later that night, as Jack was lying awake next to Bess in bed, he 
couldn't help but think of Irene, how she was coming on to him strongly. 
That night he dreamed of her. He was approaching him from her house, he 
stood there outside his porch and watched her coming toward him slowly. 
Her dress swayed in the wind in slow motion as she took  long steps. 
Then there were in an imbrace, which then led to strong and passionate 
kissing and suckingj on each others necks. Suddenly he heared a loud 
voice from above. They both looked up to see Bess towering over the 
house. "Is this what I am expected to find when I come home late? Your 
done now, the both of you are." She roared down, and strewed forward her 
long thick ankle, then proceeded to stomp down on the two of them. Jack 
couldn't break free of his hold around Irene. He looked at her and saw 
her smiling and looking up and at him in joyous anticipation. He 
screamed as he looked up and saw the giant foot just above his head. 
Shadow then darkness, then. He woke suddenly in sweat and breathing 
heavily. He looked over at Bess sleeping soundly next to him. " What a 
dream!" Jack thought, then got up to wash his face and get a drink. He 
went downstairs to watch a little television. As jack passed by his bay 
window, he noticed a bright light across the street at Irene's house. He 
peered outside to see Irene from inside one of her bedroom windows. She 
was wearing a slinky white gown. It shimmered and revealed every contour 
of her frontal body. Jack found himself stroking himself slightly, then 
put his hand down. He backed away from the window, wondering if she had 
caught him staring. 

A couple of weeks went by, Jack was busier at work these last few days, 
getting together a proposition ready for a client. He barely found time 
to think of his home life, never mind his strange attraction to Irene. 
The weekend came around and Bess was leaving for a trip for a get 
together she has twice a year with her woman league club. Jack helped 
her out with her luggage. " Don't forget to call John and Cathy about 
next weekends cottage retreat." Bess reminded Jack. " Don't worry, I'm 
already on the case. Have a good time babe." Jack said, then kissed his 
wife through the car window. Bess drove off and honked briefly before 
motoring on down the street. Jack was turning back to his yard, when he 
noticed Irene standing in her front doorway. He didn't know how long she 
had been standing there. He politely waved hello, and waited for her 
return. Irene waved back then backed in her house and closed the door. 
Jack was firing up the barbecue, when he heard a voice. " You mean with 
the wife away, you are here all your lonesome, and cooking for 
yourself?" Irene said as she walked into the patio area.  "Hi Irene, oh 
just having a quick steak you know?" Jack said a little nervously. " 
Well I have no such thing happen around my watch, you'll come over to my 
house, and I'll cook up a meal deserving of a handsome gentlemen like 
yourself." Irene smiled as she started to grab his arm. " Oh I can't let 
you go through all that trouble for me. Don't you have other plans?" 
Said Jack as he shuffled backwards on his feet. " It's no trouble at 
all, silly. I would consider it a personal favor to me. You see I feel a 
bit off today and would really appreciate the company. Please wont you 
join me? I'm sure Bess wouldn't mind if I keep an eye on you for her." 
She insisted, and this time took full hold of his arm. " Well...as long 
as it isn't any inconvenience." Jack letting himself being pulled. 
"There you go being silly again. The pleasure is mine." Jack was 
admiring some of Irene's carvings on her mantle, while Irene was putting 
the finishing touches to her dinner. " I like your collection." Jack 
said. "Thank you love, I traveled far to find some of them." Irene 
sounded off from the kitchen. "Oh, you travel a lot. Are you in some 
kind of business?" asked Jack. "I used to be a buyer for a large company 
in the east, and it was a constant of my job to go to exotic places and 
such." Irene said as she brought Jack a appetizer. They sat down to a 
elegant dinner. Jack got a little more comfortable as the night wore on. 
Every once in a while that crazy dream would haunt his subconscious, but 
he would try not to dwell to long when it came up. After dinner they 
retired to her lounging room, it was a glass and screened attached 
sunroom in the back of the house. It was decorated with plants and more 
artifacts and hangings. Jack sat down on one of the couches, while Irene 
sat in an wing back chair, with her legs cuddled close to her rear. They 
sat with their coffees, talking about their pasts, mostly his. She then 
started in on her favorite subject. " Did you ever have a secret?" 
Inquired Irene. " What kind of secret?" asked a total caught off track 
Jack. " I don't mean a material secret of sorts, I mean a secret wish" 
said Irene as she leaned forward. " Well, I don't really know off the 
top of my head, I have so many." Answered Jack. " Well one of mine is to 
have a total magic touch on my love life, I would like to be in control 
of matters of the senses. You see Jack I've had many bad experiences 
with my private life, and it would be so original to have the control 
for a change. Do you know what I mean?" Inquired Irene further as she 
got up and went to sit next to Jack. Jack was now squirming in his seat, 
and tried to come off as cool as possible. " I think I do, hey everyone 
probably wants that, I know I would." Said Jack now trying to put it off 
on her. "So you agree, that must be one of your secret wishes then." 
Asked Irene now practically on him. Jack got up abruptly. " Irene, I 
hope you didn't get the wrong message from me, but I just don't" Jack 
was cut off by Irene's hand as she put it to his mouth gently. "No 
explanation is needed, Jack I would like to take this opportunity to do 
something for you, I think you would approve." Irene then took Jack's 
hand and led away into the master bedroom. Jack stopped quickly when he 
saw their destination. But Irene was quicker to the task and pulled him 
in. She sat him down on the bed and began to remove his shirt, then 
after some sultry kisses to his chest and nipples, she moved down to his 
pants and removed them as well. She pulled off his out stretched legs. 
and then started to slowly caress his thighs, while messaging his balls 
in her hands. Jack was nervous, and felt he should end this, but at the 
same time something kept him from rising up in shock. This was not of 
his nature, and he new it better than anyone. But still he sat and let 
Irene insensate his genitals. Irene then got up slowly undressed 
totally. Jack looked on at her dark olive skin tint and how it 
penetrated every orifice of her body. She then went into her dresser 
drawer and pulled out a small vile. "I'll be right back, don't do 
something silly, like getting dressed. Okay?" Irene said as she 
disappeared into the powder room. Jack sat there in quiet amazement, 
wondering how it got this far. He traced his movements through the 
night. It was obvious to him that he wasn't coming on to her. But he was 
totally aware of the signals she sent all evening. He heard some 
shuffling in the powder room then total quiet, he then noticed the door 
open just ajar, then quiet again. He started to get a eerie feeling. 
After some moments, as Jack sat and waited, he heard some creaking as 
the door moved just a tiny bit. He then watched the door intently and 
waited for it to open more. Just then something caught his eye on the 
floor. He wiped his eyes, for they obviously were deceiving him. He saw 
what appeared to be Irene walking on the floor, only now she was 6 
inches tall, still naked by all accounts. She walked up to his spread 
feet on the floor before him. He watched as she started to slink like a 
snake in and around each toe he allowed to spread. Jack was in total 
shock and couldn't do anything but watch in awe. Irene then climbed his 
foot and spoke in a low voice. "Enjoy lover, this is your moment." With 
that said she started her climb up his leg with the finesse of a 
mountain climber. She then reached the base of his cock and started to 
descend to his ball area. He felt to his delight a tingly feeling as her 
tiny hands and tongue trickled across his sack. Irene then appeared 
after a short while and started at his shaft and while climbing, she 
licked his shaft all the way as she transcended up his long shaft. Irene 
reached his foreskin and started to message the circumference with her 
hands and tongue. Upon completing a complete turn. She then climbed to 
his crown, and proceeded to mouth it to orgasm. Jack felt his vibration 
increase inside his shaft, and could feel his load about to erupt. He 
then broke nerve and cupped the tiny woman in his palm and rubbed her 
into his pee-hole. He moaned loudly as he reached a cataclysmic release. 
He felt the cum squirting through his fingers and leaking all over his 
legs and belly. For a moment he forgot about Irene and was into his 
pleasure. Jack finally subsided his erection and suddenly looked at his 
still cupped hand. He slowly opened it up to see Irene still at work 
slurping up any remains of cum on his head. Her whole body was drenched 
in his cream. He couldn't help but smile, and saw her face with total 
satisfaction her work was well accepted. Irene slowly climbed down his 
leg, and started for the powder room, she stopped to look back at the 
giant Jack. Before proceeding into the ajar door. Jack fell back and 
went through the scenario again in his head. "What a feeling it was, it 
wasn't like anything he ever felt befoe." He heard the water suddenly 
turn on and the sound of the shower going. After a few moment of water 
running, he heard her starting to get ready to re-enter the room. Irene 
came out with a solo towel on her head, the rest of her body still 
naked. She sat at his side and kissed him passionately. She then left 
the bedroom and came back with two drinks. She reached his over to him 
and took hers to a chair to the side of  the bed. "to secret wished" She 
toasted. Jack raised his glass and drank it down in one shot. Irene 
looked very pleased at that. After a while of sitting there and just 
staring quietly into each others eyes, Jack suddenly started to feel 
dizzy, he tried to get up, but couldn't gather the energy to do so. 
"What's happening, the rooms is turning, Irene, help me up." Jack said 
as he slowly drifted down into the bed. "It's your turn now lover." 
Irene said as she leaned over his increasingly shrinking body. 

Jack awoke after what seemed hours later, his head was extremely heavy 
and was slowly recuperating from a mild hangover. From the looks of the 
familiar ceiling, he knew he was still in Irene's Bedroom, although for 
some reason, probably because of his head, the ceiling seemed quite 
high. Jack slowly rose his chest while pushing with his arms behind him, 
he got to his seat, and rubbed his eyes. As Jack opened them to look 
around for Irene, his heart was suddenly in his throat. The bed he was 
lying on now stretched out for many yards around him. He quickly looked 
around the room and saw everything exaggerated in size, from his vantage 
point the dresser which was once a few feet away, was now the length of 
a football field away, as it towered high above him. Jack felt something 
large rub against his head from behind and snapped his neck around. Jack 
couldn't believe if he was dreaming again or just going mad. Behind him 
towering high above his head sat a gigantic Irene, with her legs raised 
up to her chest, she had been rubbing her large big toe at the back of 
his head, and had it now pressing down on the bed just inches away. Jack 
couldn't even initiate the words to come out, all he was able to muster 
up was concealed gurgle followed by coughs and chokes. "It was that 
dream all over again, but wait it'll be over, just try to break out, try 
screaming it worked last time." He was thinking rapidly. And then did so 
with every strength he could muster out of his throat. "AHHHHHHGGGGGGG." 
Was the result. "Oh lover, is that all you have to say, do I not entice 
your fancy, and after what I had done for you. It's a shame." Irene 
whispered down to a hoarse Jack. "Your not hallucinating, you weren't 
before either, this is your destiny Jack, I saw to it. You could never 
go back." Irene continued as she started to bring her body down lower to 
meet Jack's tiny features with her face. "I have total dominion over 
your life, you are not by far the first. You are of many and I am sure 
as you shuffle off when I am through with you, there will be many more." 
Irene then pulled out the tiny vile out for him to see. " You see in my 
many travels, I had come across many exotic articles, but not until my 
trip to the amazon, did I ever come across anything that even came close 
to fulfilling my total search. The tribes have this any many other types 
of serums for a multitude of uses. I was able to acquire this vile and 
many more like it with some finesse of dealing, lets just say that my 
counterpart was left short at the end. But since then I was careful to 
select my victims carefully, and concisely for my desire." Jack was 
finally able to speak clearer. "Irene, please think of it, Bess and 
others will start looking, we were seen talking, and I'm sure someone 
saw me come over." Jack pleaded. "Let them look, I have nothing but 
places to hide you. And as far as your Bess, well I'll pay her a visit 
and show her my sympathy and support, and you'll be there to see me in 
action." Irene answered. Jack saw his argument fall into deaf ears and 
started to look around for a quick escape. He then figured to run and 
leap of the bed and try to run it. Jack got as far as 10 feet, then 
Irene's huge hand had intercepted his path and scooped him up. She then 
adjusted herself on the bed and spread her firm legs open. Irene then 
held Jack just inches from her inviting lips and said before inserting 
him.  " behold, you place in life, little man." Jack was swallowed up in 
an instant. Her vaginal lips seemed to close around him like jaws, as 
her inner walls started their muscle spasms and enclosed on his tiny 
body. Jack was fighting all around him to gain his stance, but was 
always the loser in the cause, as he continued to slip and fall. He felt 
his body being squeezed and smothered over by her vaginal walls, streams 
of juices ran over him as Irene continued to have numerous orgasms. It 
was some time before Jack was finally aloud to peak his head through the 
lip wall on his own. As Jack peeked out, he could see her long tanned 
legs stretch out miles yards and yards ahead of him to her gorgeous huge 
feet at the end. Jack turned himself around to see upwards. Through the 
extending bushy nest of her pussy, he was able to follow her wide long 
flat belly up to her resting mountainous breasts, up higher to her head 
leaning back against the massive pillow that lay beneath it. Her eyes 
were shut, as Irene slept. Jack saw as her huge nostrils were twitching 
she was not fast asleep, but merely resting. Jack turned around again 
and used his legs to try to push out. He was finally able to pour 
himself out of still drenched lips, as he slid down her crease he, along 
with the trail of ooze, it resembled a trail of cum pouring out. Jack 
finally came to rest on the sheets just below her crack line. He got up 
and carefully walked away from the giantess. Toward the right side edge 
of the bed he crept, turning every so often to make sure she had 
awakened fully yet. Irene would open squint her eyes open to see her toy 
trying to make a break, she would then close them every time he would 
look over. It was when he reached the edge, and was contemplating on  
way down, when she would reach over with her extended foot and snatch 
him with her separated toes. She then pulled her foot toward her crotch, 
and pulled his body of onto her hands. "Just cannot accept the 
arrangement, can we. Well maybe you'd prefer I let you try your escape, 
while I offer some resistance of course. There winner escapes unscathed 
into the huge dangerous world outside, and the loser ends up a paste 
spot on my beautiful flooring." Irene said. Jack looked at her in 
amazement. " Why are you doing this to me, what have I done to you?" 
"Make your choice lover, I will give you only a moment, then I will make 
it for you." Charged Irene. Jack then bolted. He was off and running, he 
had made it to the foot of the bed, and took his plunge. At the carpet 
he made his landing, flipping and rolling until he came to a stop. Jack 
saw quickly that Irene was still sitting in her position. "I guess she's 
giving me a head start." Jack thought as he was both worried and pumped 
to try for it. Jack made it to the hall way and was half way to the side 
door, when he heard thumping on the bedroom floor, signaling Irene's 
jump into action. "So much for the head start." He thought as he ran 
faster to the side door. Irene had just turned the bedroom doorway and 
saw little Jack just turning the corner to the side entrance. Jack 
reached the door. He scanned it as he looked all the way up it's 
towering height. He looked urgently for a space, or crack, anyway he 
could possibly escape through it. Time was a factor now as he heard 
Irene's thunderous foot steps, as she was walking toward the doorway. 
Jack quickly ran toward the doorway and zig-zagged  around her great 
feet and ran for the kitchen. Irene had a serene smile on her face as 
she saw the tiny man run through her like a mouse. She then changed 
direction and went forth after him. Jack was scurring around the kitchen 
floor, and tried every drawer, closet door, anything that might open. 
Irene was now in the kitchen doorway, she stood there hugging the door 
jam with one of her legs. "Well, what do I have here? Seems like a bug 
trying to allude me." Irene said as she now stepped forward toward Jack 
jockeying for position to scramble. Irene took her steps in a short and 
sensual manner as she kept blocking his escape. Jack could see no way 
out now and was quickly becoming fearful for his life. Irene came to 
inches of Jack and stood over him staring down her towering height to 
the tiny man. "I gather you are caught now little man, and must now pay 
the price of losing." She raised her foot, and positioned it just above 
his body, now leaning down on the floor with his one arm while raising 
his other out to defend himself. "Please! Irene, I'll do anything you 
tell me, I will obey, I will be a good slave, please don't do this." 
Jack pleaded for his life. Irene stopped just short of pounding her foot 
down, and pulled it out of the way to see her prey begging. " I will 
spare your puny life, but for now there will be laws implemented. The 
laws entail, serving my every need, fulfilling my desires and wishes, 
regardless how labor intensive, and listening to my every word." Irene 
counted down. "Yes Irene, thankyou Irene." Jack was grateful. " And you 
could begin by calling me your queen, or mistress." Irene said with 
another warning of her huge foot looming over him. "Yes, yes Mistress." 
Jack repeated. "There then, I do feel a little anxious now, and require 
a message to ease the tension. You will abide." Irene ordered and picked 
up Jack of the floor. Irene took her tiny slave, and after getting 
comfortable in her bed, she put him against her ample breasts and 
ordered him to work them out. Jack was busy handling the choir of 
messaging Irene's nipples, and trying to balance himself on her 
cushioned breast. He had slipped after great concentration, and was 
harshly reprimanded for his goof. She had laid a hard slap onto his body 
with her cupped fingers, this leaving a welt that was just as red as 
painful. Jack was more careful on his next trek, as he braved the 
pulsating pain on his body, and concentrated on applying hand and mouth 
action on her enormous nipple. After satisfying Irene's breast concerns, 
she moved his attention to her ass. She had rolled to her side, and 
revealed a rounded tanned ass, so tight you bouce a quarter on it. But 
to Jack, it was an enormous project to overcome. It stretched out for 
many feet in all directions. Irene parted her cheeks revealing her inner 
sanction. Jack looked in and spotted her hole deep inside  " I want you 
to message every inch, and work your way into my sphincter. I want to 
feel you tunneling inside of me." Irene's demand could be heard 
overhead. Jack complied and started his climb. Jack messaged 
painstakingly all the way to her sphincter. Having to deal with being 
smothered by her closing cheeks, while she clinched them together and 
applied pressure. After enduring all that, Jack focused himself on 
getting into her sphincter. One look at the opening and closing hole, 
told him it supplied ample room for him to fit in whole. Jack crawled on 
his hands and knees, while entering the hole into her anus. Once inside 
he felt the hole closing in around him and seemed to pull him inside. He 
was immediately met with the stench and humid atmosphere. His breathing 
was considerable restricted due to the pressure, and Jack had to 
compensate by taking shorter breaths and holding it longer. He found his 
feet completely inside soon and was now, being closing in on more 
frequently, as Irene now had her cheeks tightly together. He felt his 
world topsey-turyey over and over again, while at the same time the 
pressure was extremely suffocating. Putrid streams of gases were shot 
upstream to his waiting nostrils, he had no choice but to use them as 
air. As Jack's stay inside the giantesses anus seemed to last forever, 
he became reigned to the fact that he may very die in here. All things 
the same, he felt it wasn't any worse than being squashed under her 
feet, at least it would have been over then and there. Jack slowly 
passed out from lack of air, and drifted off to his death, he thought! 

Irene awoke and stretched her curvaceous  body before remembering that 
her tiny slave was still inside her, as she felt an intrusion inside her 
anus. Irene sat on her knees and leaned forward. She then split her 
cheeks with her leaning motion, and proceeded to insert a pincer. After 
feeling some form in between the clamps, she pinched, then pulled out 
Jack slowly. Irene felt a trembling sensation overtake her ass as she 
felt his tiny body being pulled out. The rubbing and uncorking sensation 
gave her a brief orgasm. She moaned loudly as it Jack finally came out. 
Irene held her tiny man in her hands and inspected his breathing. After 
seeing his rib cage moving with breathing motions, she was assured of 
his survival. Irene giggled a bit as she saw his state, all limp and 
shriveled up like a prune. She reveled at her ability to do put him 
through such an act, and also the fact she could crush his body with a 
mere pressing of her fingers together. She always loved the power that 
came with her discovery some years ago, as she worked as a buyer. A 
smile consumed her lips as she relived those last numbers of victims she 
had use of before this one. The power games. The sexual sensation, from 
a variety of positions and forms of torture she inflicted. She also 
remembered the cute couple she caught one time on their country drive 
through the moors of England. How she made them make love on the ground 
between her legs, while she watched and masturbated. And then how she 
ripped them apart from each others grips, and forced the female to watch 
in horror as she forced inseminated her tiny mate into her generous 
vagina. After getting her kicks, she then proceeded to snap his spine 
between her lips and dump the broken body down to his waiting and 
screaming mate. She then forced the tiny unconscious woman into her 
vagina and kept her there for sometime. It was actually a few hours 
until she became aware of her presence as she relieved herself. Irene 
laid flat and played with herself as another orgasm took hold of her. 
She moaned and groaned while violently thrashing her legs around. With 
her tiny captive still in her tight grip. 

Jack came around and was looking out the huge window. He had been placed 
on her living room window sill by Irene, while she was off in the 
kitchen. Jack stood up on his painful legs. and looked at the flurry of 
activity going on at his house across the street. Friends and officials 
were coming in and out of his house. He then saw a visibly shaken Bess 
come out with a good friend of hers as she was ushered away. He then 
noticed by the arrival of a milk truck that it had been Tuesday. " My 
god, I have been here for 4 days. Bess must be beside herself in worry. 
Must get some word to the outside of my whereabouts. But how, at my 
present size, I can't open doors, scream loud enough to be heard, or 
even operate a phone." Jack leaned against the window and held his hand 
out to a distant Bess , as she entered a car. "Well I take it you have 
seen the commotion at your place." Irene started as she entered the 
room. "Imagine the grief your poor wife must be going through." She sat 
down, acting sympathetic. " I will be visiting her later to offer my 
support, of course you will be accompanying me in some secluded location 
on my persons, I haven't decided yet which. I am leaning towards the 
interior of my shoes." Irene said with a gleam. Jack simply shrunk down 
to the base of the window, and quietly mourned his life. 

Irene got dressed up in her brightest sun dress and put on some sheer 
hosiery, she then fixed up her face and looked for Jack. "Well little 
slave, I do believe you will intrigue my interest if you accompany me 
inside my expensive Giavanni's. Of course, your are not in there to 
relax and enjoy the ride, I do expect a consistent foot message, or I 
will enjoy crushing the life out of you right in the presence of your 
Bess. How enjoyable it could be, with her totally unknowing of it." 
Irene reveled. She then placed Jack inside her toe area of her elegant 
strapless sandals. After placing her foot in carefully and fitting Jack 
comfortably under her toes, she walked off out her house and across the 
street. 

Irene knocked on the door, and waited for Bess's footsteps to enter the 
foray. She waved to Bess through the door window, as Bess arrived. " My 
goodness, I heard. Please accept my deepest support in his safe return. 
Do you need anything, Bess dariling?" Irene said putting it on thick. 
"Thank you Irene, I really appreciate your thoughts and kindness." Bess 
said. Still visible shaken, and eyes still wet from constant crying. 
"Would you like some company, I have a good shoulder." Irene asked. " 
Yes, of course, come in." Bess said opening the door wide. The two women 
went straight to the sunroom. The table inside was scattered with 
discarded tissue and tea cups. "Please excuse the mess, would you like 
some tea?" asked a bewildered Bess. "Please, honey, don't apologize f or 
anything now, and please let me get the tea, you sit and take care, okay 
now." Urged Irene as she went off into the kitchen. Irene made her way 
around the room and found the kettle and packets of tea bags. As she 
filled the kettle, she looked down at her left foot, noticing Jack's 
tiny face looking up at her through nylon mesh in between her big and 
second toe. She wiggled the toes causing him to stir. " Like the view 
little sugar?" Irene entered the sunroom again with the tea on a tray 
with cups saucers and fixings. She then poured Bess the first cup before 
pouring her own, sitting down. "How are you making it dear?" Irene said 
touching Bess's hands. " Oh, rough I'd say, I can't think or concentrate 
on anything these days." Bess said awstruck. "And with due cause dear, 
due cause." Irene said. "Do the authorities have any clues?" Irene asked 
sipping her tea. "No, they are still checking things out all over, his 
last movements, the house everything." Bess said, getting a hold of her 
emotions. Irene crossed her legs, putting forward her left foot on her 
right knee, thrusting her toes directly toward Bess's legs, just inches 
away. Jack looked on at the sudden movement, as Bess's legs came in 
clear view of his imprisonment.  He kept messaging the toes, and looking 
for a way to get contact to Bess. Irene sat there sipping her tea, and 
started to wiggle her toes in her left shoe. Feeling the tiny body hard 
at work under her toes, as well as looking into the face of the wife, 
just inches away from her search, gave her a wet feeling inside her 
crotch. She thought this would be a great time to have her tiny captive 
inside her. The two women continued their talk, with Irene urging Bess 
to stay strong and keeping herself positive. The discussion turned to 
other things, as Irene tried to keep Bess in good spirits. After some 
time, Bess asked Irene to stay for a light lunch. Irene accepted, and 
helped Bess in preparation. After lunch Irene asked to use the 
facilities. Once inside the main bathroom, Irene slipped off her shoes 
and pondered stuffing the little man inside her clitoris. As she studied 
her looks in the mirror, Jack being in familiar ground now, sought out 
his escape. He remembered the air vent under the sink cabinet. And how 
it had a large gash in one of the grills. It would accept his body 
easily. Jack looked up at the gigantic Irene standing over him, 
adjusting her makeup. As she was totally ignoring his movements, he saw 
his chance and bolted. Under the cabinet he went and once he was upon 
the vent, he jumped inside and vanished. Irene finished with her face 
and looked down to retrieve her victim. Shock hit her flush as she saw 
Jack gone from her shoe. She quickly looked around the bathroom floor 
and looked for a escape route, upon finding none, she then started to 
scout underneath the toilet and cabinets. It was then she discovered the 
vent under the sink cabinetry. "Damn it, the little shit did it. Irene 
stood there momentarily and thought of what to do next. She then decided 
to go back and act normal and keep a sharp eye for her little slave to 
come forward. She knew he would make every way possible to make himself 
visible to Bess. She couldn't let tht happen. She was prepared to shrink 
Bess if necessary. 

Irene entered the dining area to find Bess still sitting at the table. 
She quickly scanned the floor for anything moving. Irene then sat down, 
trying to look normal, but found it hard as a bead of sweat was forming 
on her forehead. "Is everything okay?" asked Bess. "Oh it's fine, I just 
feel a bit flushed with the weather and all." Answered Irene. Bess sat 
back and began idle conversation with Irene, while Irene sat and shot 
her eyes around  the floor scanning more. 

Jack had made his way to the hall way vent, and was contemplating  
entering the hall and finding Bess. But he feared Irene would be waiting 
for his appearance. He then decided to go directly to the dining room 
and spy on the women from there. As he crawled and dragged his body, his 
final escape seemed real, now that he was away from the grips of the 
evil giantess Irene. Jack reached the dining room vent and looked on at 
the women sitting and talking. He noticed Irene eyes scanning his vent. 
He backed up slightly not to expose his position. Jack stayed patiently 
still in his perch. Waiting for some new circumstance to make itself 
presentable. Suddenly Bess got up and excused herself, as she wanted to 
use her powder room. As Bess strolled away, used this information to 
intercept her arrival, and disclose everything. Jack crawled frantically 
toward the direction of Bess's powder room. He heard water running 
closer as he was closing in on the bathroom vent. Jack got to the grills 
and was urging his body through the tight grills, as he got free and 
fell onto the floor, he made his way to the feet of his standing wife 
just beyond the cabinetry. Jack arrived at her painted toes within her 
shoes. He arched his head upward looking up at her towering figure 
looming in the sky. He watched as her head would dunk forward toward the 
sink and back again. He stood and thought of his means of attracting 
attention, he would have to be careful, she scares of bugs quickly and 
would stomp him without warning.  He then thought that he would climb 
onto the toilet and scream for her attention. Jack began his climb, 
although it was touch and go, he was able to grab scants of material of 
toilet coverings and pull his way up. After finally reaching the top 
lid. He made his way to Bess's side and started hoping up and down 
screaming himself hoarse. Bess was putting the final touches to her 
face, powdering the nose, when she prepared to leave the room. She then 
turned around toward the door and walked out, not even noticing Jack's 
increasing screams and leaps. 

Back in the dining room Irene had just deposited  a small drop from the 
vile into Bess's cup of remaining tea. Irene felt she had no choice but 
to take matters in her hands now. She would soon have two slaves to her 
beck and call. She slowly relaxed in the glow of her future pleasure 
that night. Bess entered the room and sat down. After a while she 
started to go for her tea, only to put it down due to some loud crash 
heard coming from the outer room. Bess went to investigate, with Irene 
right behind her. As the two women reached the hall way, they spotted a 
glass picture frame had fallen off the curio and shattered on the floor. 
Bess  quickly went to her knees and started to gather up the broken 
glass. Irene looked around nervously for who she knew  was the culprit. 
Just then she noticed amongst the broken glass she saw a small figure 
making it's way to Bess's hand. "OH MY GOD, WHAT IS THAT?" Bess screamed 
while snapping back on her knee. Jack ran toward her waving and 
screaming  "Please Bess, don't kill me, it's me, it's Jack, Bess, it's 
me Jack." Irene stepped forward "Oh I'll get it, it's a bug." She said 
as she prepared to stomp Jack's body flat. Bess looked carefully at the 
tiny figure and making out it's features. She then stopped Irene's 
motion with her arm. "Stop, I ....I think it's humanoid" Bess exclaimed. 
"Oh god, it's Jack, why are you like this jack." Bess was now screaming 
into the tiny Jack. "Honey your obvious under stress, please think of 
what you are saying." Irene tried to calm Bess. Bess would have no part 
of it and reached for the tiny man in her hands. Bess lifted up Jack in 
her cupped hands and as she slowly got up she held him to her face. 
"Look it is Jack! What happened to him?" Bess was hysterical now and 
still screaming into Jack. Irene started to panic now and was at a loss 
to what to do, Bess would simply probe more into the situation and find 
her secret. Irene then picked up a solid bronzed figurine of a head, and 
was winding up to smash Bess in the back of the head. Jack saw this, and 
quick made a gesture for Bess to turn around. Bess saw the head coming 
at her just at the last moment and upon dropping her head, still got a 
piece of the hit on her shoulder. Bess dropped Jack as she grabbed her 
painful wound. Jack upon falling, got up quickly and ran toward Bess's 
flowing skirt. He ran inside an attached himself to her panties. He then 
climbed inside and hid snug inside her bush. Outside he heard Bess's war 
cry and felt her body rise as she attached Irene. Irene was winding up 
her aim again, when Bess caught her arm in the air and leaped onto 
Irene. Both women fell onto the floor, with Bess ontop of Irene. Bess 
then unloading a volley of slaps and scratches, lacerating Irene's left 
eye. Irene now blurry, tried in vain to get the physically larger Bess 
of her. It was to be to no avail, as Bess now laid punch after punch 
onto Irene, till she laid motionless. Bess then got her self up and sat 
back on a wing chair next to the curio. "What the hell is happening 
here?" Bess screamed aloud. Irene lay perfect still, as a puddle of 
blood appeared under her head. Bess then looked around the floor and 
called after Jack. Upon hearing his name called, Jack pulled himself out 
of Bess's panties, and dropped to the seat cushion beneath Bess. Bess 
looked between her legs and saw Jack appear. "Jack, my love, what has 
happened to you, why are you like this?" Bess sobed as she picked him up 
in her hands. Jack proceeded to relay the story to Bess's ears, she 
would change expression after hearing more and more detail of his 
captive. Bess after hearing enough got up and searched Irene for the 
elusive vile. After coming across it hidden in her bra cup, Bess then 
opened Irene's mouth just so to let the droplets pour inside. Bess 
emptied the entire vile into Irene's gaping maw, before retreating to 
chair and watched and waited for the change to happen. After moments, 
Irene started to drop in size in increments of a foot at a time. It 
wasn't until Irene reached the size of 8 inches that she slowly came to. 
Irene was shocked to see herself immersed inside her now oversized 
dress. She knew something had happened. Irene continued to shrink till 
she reached 5 inches. Irene then started outside of her large clothes. 
She then saw an amazed Bess sitting at her Wing chair, staring down at 
her now diminutive size. "So it was you all along, and you came here to 
watch me suffer, while you had him all along inside you." Bess said as 
she got up and approached the tiny woman. Irene started slowly backing 
up away as Bess gigantic figure started looming ever so lightly larger 
as she approached closer. "Well lets see how the little witch likes it 
when the foot is on the other giantess." Said Bess, as she lined up 
Irene's tiny body under her lifting foot. Irene bolted screaming toward 
the end of the hallway. Bess was on her heels as she took long strides 
to intercept the tiny woman's path. Irene reached the dead end and 
turned around just in time to see her death. Bess reveled as she brought 
down her gigantic foot onto the screaming tiny woman. With a loud 
smashing stomp, Bess's foot laid rest on the very spot Irene was. After 
some repeated grinding motions, Bess felt ready to lift her triumphant 
foot off the crushed woman. Irene's remains laid scrambled and pasted to 
the floor. Some of Irene's remains were stuck onto Bess's foot, as she 
brought it down to rest next to her other foot. Jack had watched the 
whole episode from the perch on Bess's shoulder. He cheered with joy as 
he watched last glimpse of Irene, as she disappeared under Bess's foot. 

It wouldn't be for a few weeks that the shrunken effects were finally 
wear out and Jack would regain his normal size again. He had been given 
repeated dosages in his time with Irene, and now that it was over, his 
body was given the time to slowly recuperate. Jack still would not let 
this time go by without showing Bess a interesting sexual experience. 
Neither was up to it in the beginning, but with a few days to get used 
to it before it subsided, Jack thought it was time to show Bess a new 
sexual experience. 

Bess put on her best hosiery and laid totally naked otherwise on the 
bed. I the meantime, Jack slowly messaged her toes and feet, one inch at 
a time. This drove Bess batty. Jack then started up her long and sultry 
legs and messaged his way to her crotch. Once there he mouthed his way 
around her bush through her nylons. Beyond excitement, Bess abandoned 
any idea of keeping him out of her vagina, and chanced injury to the 
tiny Jack, as she ripped a hole down her entire crotch area. Jack saw 
this and took his cue and entered her domain. Jack crawled in feet first 
and kicked his legs around inside her while messaging her vaginal lips 
with his hands and mouth. Bess exploded with orgasm after orgasm, she 
then lost her mind in the power of excitement and sensation and closed 
her legs tight, to feel the explosion better from within her. Bess 
reached orgasm three times in her tight squeezing of her legs. Jack 
couldn't release himself and was suddenly on deja-vou experience. He was 
thrust into the memory of the numerous times he was held in a death hold 
between Irene's lips, the very same way. He was finding it hard to 
breath or ride it out the pressure was too intense and was slowly 
feeling his life run out of him. 

Bess after achieving her satisfaction, began to let loose her tight 
squeeze on her legs. she then felt between her thighs for Jack. Bess 
found him and pulled his limp body out from between her legs. she held 
him in her palm and stroked his slowly dying body. "I know all about how 
you were on the make for Irene, how you shared looks at functions, and 
all about how you went to her house, the same day I left for my trip. 
Well how could you let yourself to be attracted to that smallish woman, 
when you have me at home, a goddess compared to your slut. Well  you 
have yourself to blame, and for putting me through all this. I then 
think that since you would rather wallow in the footfalls of that slut, 
then by george you can just join her." as Bess, said that, she  crumpled 
Jack's tiny body in her fist, then rose up with his broken body in her 
grip still, and dropped it to the floor. Bess then crushed out any life 
that may have existed still in Jack's body with her foot. Grinding him 
into the floor, just as she had with Irene. 

The End.