'Dai on' na'
Is Japanese.
* This was the absolute first word of Japanese that I was taught. Dai on' na, ...and this single word, has become first, and foremost in my mind. This is the story of a man, who used to have a normal life. No longer...
.....
As I suffer from many drastic changes, and as I drift further and further, into this mind-boggling world, I'll attempt to bring you along with me. The phenomenal changes that I have to live with, in my new life, has become something that most people could not even imagine...
This is my story.
Jumping out of the Yellow Cab, I threw the driver a ten spot and stepped away from the vehicle. I stood there in the wet, drizzling mist, watching him drive away. Turning around, and looking up at one of the windows on the very top floor of the giant building, I lowered my bill-cap and started in that direction.
Shaking some of the rain away from the bill of my baseball cap, I hurriedly, made my way up the smooth cement steps that lead up to the front doors.
The huge office building was definitely a well-known benchmark nestled within the heart of the city, and Ms. Maxine, or 'Dr. Harrison's practice', was on the very top floor.
I swiftly walked through the double doors of the entrance to the Murphy Building and stepped inside like I had done this every day of my entire life, ...although, this was actually, the very first time that I had ever been here.
Being the last week of October, in New York City, ...it was quite cool for this time of year. I quickly stepped inside the wide entryway and slowly found my way to the elevator.
Seventeen floors below, I stood in the lobby, ...looking up at the large framed, peg-board chart, that made up the Murphy building's, 'Physical Directory'. I was looking for room 69, on the eighteenth floor.
A long, cement block corridor, spreading out before me in both directions; I paused, trying desperately to collect my thoughts.
My appointment time was set at three o'clock on this evening, and I looked down at my watch and checked the time: (two-thirty p.m.)
...
Something deep inside me told me to turn around and RUN, Just Leave... Something, just didn't feel 'quite' right; if I could have returned to this point in time, once again, I would have burst through those doors so fast that I would have removed them from the hinges!
...
Dr. Harrison would actually be the very first 'Qualified Psychologist', that was actually 'Certified', and had ever been 'recommended' to me, by my own Physical Care Provider: P.C.P.
...and, I felt just a little bit apprehensive about the whole idea because this wasn't something that I considered to be absolutely necessary.
However, my Family Doctor, 'Dr. Michele Bentworth', had scheduled this appointment especially for me and, she also informed me that Dr. Harrison was simply 'the best',
...and, if I didn't keep this appointment with her, the good doctor would most definitely 'black list' my name, and I would never again get the chance to see her, ...ever!
I thought that I had better take Michele's advice, and keep the appointment...
***
Stepping into the empty elevator, I turned around to find a double row of those solid steel buttons. Each one numbered to their respective floor. I started searching out the one with the number '#18', boldly marked in large numbers. I hesitated, before slowly pushing the cold steel button.
The stainless steel doors slowly closed, effectively sealing me off and separating me from the rest of the world.
My breathing became labored and my stomach queasy, as the thought of being trapped inside of this metal box instantly filled my head. Suddenly jerking downward, then rocking around, it slowly speeded up with the sudden lifting motion, going straight up, taking the carriage by some rusty steel cables, and, ...lifting me up through this shaft, that would take me all the way up to the very top floor.
I hated these things! These confining little boxes, ... these deathtraps. I couldn't breathe, until the doors finally reopened, allowing me to swiftly walk through, and step out into the carpeted hallway.
However, what I didn't expect was the sudden exposure to the toxic chemicals that had just been released! Apparently, a cleaning crew must have just finished up on the top floor, and as the elevator doors opened up, I was instantly hit with a very strong odor! It was some type of morbid, cleaning solution!
I started coughing uncontrollably. Stubbing my toe, I stumbled and staggered, while taking the first few steps down the narrow hallway.
I had to stop and blow my nose. I paused for a moment, awkwardly clearing my throat, I looked around in the empty hallway and found that nobody else was around to witness this awful assault on the senses.
The pungent aroma, lingering in the air, continued to annoy me as I started looking for the Lady Doctor's room number, ...slowly, I continued on down the hall. Stopping briefly, though, to rub my eyes, ...as the acrid toxins started to burn my eyelids.
Half pissed off, about not being forewarned of this toxic assault, I staggered directly toward the over-sized desk counter at the end of the hall, handkerchief in hand...
Approaching the huge 'Reception Area', I caught movement behind the waist-high, counter-top. Instantly, directing my focus on an extremely young looking, blonde-haired girl, who appeared to be enraptured by her daily routine.
She twisted around in a large leather office chair, picking up material from the floor and stuffing it into its appropriate place.
Abruptly, she turned to the side and sneezed, followed by a round of coughing, she then, quickly turned back around again to resume her task. She seemed to be completely oblivious to the fact that I was standing right there watching her the entire time.
Pausing to fiddle with some No.2 pencils, she simply set them aside, returning her focus to her work; quickly stuffing loose paperwork into a large brown manila folder.
As I quietly stepped up to the desk, I watched her slender body with a mixture of arousal and slight embarrassment. She looked as if she had just gotten off of a school bus, and I knew that she couldn't be more than twenty years old.
Wearing an aquamarine colored, knee length skirt, with of a pair of form-fitting black leggings, her long blonde hair coiled up on the top of her head in a tightly rolled bun; she looked slightly confused as she attempted to organize some very important looking papers.
Not wanting to startle her, I stood there waiting for her to look in my direction.
Watching her, busying herself with a pile of paperwork that appeared to be the overflow, from several days of unkempt files, she looked completely confused as she nervously gathered up these random forms and stuffed them into a folder...
I started looking all around behind the counter, and noticed that the computer monitor was on, and the dark green screen was open to a website that had the image of a giant woman standing in the center of a large, wide-open field.
The giantess was holding a tiny little person in the palm of her hand. She was dressed in a formal looking, business suit, with a very short skirt. The tiny little 'man', (that she was holding,) was sitting naked inside her open palm, looking down at her feet far below...
..."What-the...?", I mumbled...
"Excuse me?", the girl said, suddenly spinning around in her chair and standing up to face me.
"I'm So Sorry, Sir!", she blurted out. "I didn't see you there, ...May I help you with something?"
The sound of her sweet voice instantly drew my complete attention. There was something about the way that she acted when she noticed that I had been looking at the computer monitor.
"I uh, ...was looking for 'ah, 69?", I muttered, my words sounding weird.
"With Me?", she curtly answered, raising one brow with a look of wonder...
"No, no, no, ...I mean, I was looking for a room, ..uh, ...'Room' number, 69, I mean."
"Oh, ...I see. Well, it's right down the hall there, the one, well, the one at the very end of the hall, ...wait a second, and I'll inform Dr. Harrison that you're here, ...what was the name, please?", she asked.
"Bill. uh, Bill Little.", I said, trying to refocus on why I was here.
"Did you have an appointment, Mr. Little?"
"Yes. um, three o'clock.", I sounded stupid, ...I felt so intimidated by her, ...
God, she was just a young girl, and yet, ...here I was stammering as I spoke! It was as if I was right back in grade school again, standing in the corner, in front of the entire classroom. (Punishment for not paying full attention in class), waiting for her, (The Teacher) to tell me what I could, ...and couldn't do!
The young receptionist picked up the receiver and held it to her ear, she punched a couple buttons and tilted her head to the side. Lifting her shoulder up, she pinned the receiver into her neck, and held it there like that, so she could free her hands up, ...she glanced back up to face me, with a warm smile.
Her hands went to work on the keyboard, ..and I noticed that the computer monitor went off. The receptionist never paid it any mind, ...however, it was obvious that she had just turned it off; The screen flicked off and instantly went black. The power indicator light, stayed on; waiting for its mistress to give it it's next command...
"Dr. Harrison? Yes, ...this is Amy. Um, your Three O'clock is here, ...Okay, I'll tell him.
Yes Ma'am, okay, ... RIGHT. I will, alright, Yes. ...Thank You", she sounded so sweet.
Amy reached up, and removed the phone receiver from her ear and replaced it down behind the counter. She looked up at me and smiled. A slight blush flooding around her cheeks; she glanced back at the computer monitor, ...and then looked quickly back to me,
"Dr. Harrison will see you now.", she sweetly whispered.
I tried to smile back at her. Only, with, (...what I knew), ...was a stupid looking smile.
That dumb looking smirk that always appeared on my stupid face whenever I was around a woman. Or, a pretty girl, Or, even a little girl, ...sometimes even; any female, for that matter, ...I was just a stupid ' lump', whenever I was near any member of the opposite sex! God, ...I hated it, whenever I acted this way!
"Mr.Little, ...are you alright?"
"Oh, ...I'm, uh. Yes! Yes, thank you very much.", I stammered.
Walking away, I turned and headed back the way that I came...
"Sir?", Amy said, raising her voice. "Ms. Harrison's office is down that way", she said. Pointing the other way from the direction that I was going.
"Oh Yeah, ...69, that's right. I'll just, ...um, go the other, ...I was just uh, ...um, thanks, Ms, Thank you, ...uh, Amy!", I continued stammering, as I headed down the hallway in the right direction to room 69.
I heard Amy giggle softly, as she sat back down. Her laugh reminded me, (...as the laughter of a girl always did...) of that sinking feeling inside. That, strange, aloneness...
I felt it coming back again, and I had to get somewhere alone. I had to find a bathroom, ...or someplace where I could pull myself together...
I stopped and looked down at the floor. That smell off of those chemicals, still lingering in the air, ...I could feel that same old creeping sensation, that I always did, but this time, the feeling was much worse. Stronger. It seemed to completely take my breath away.
I hesitated, and just stood there looking down at the floor. Suddenly, my head started spinning and everything swirled around me faster and faster and faster, ...until
I just collapsed right there in the middle of the hallway!
I must not have been out for very long, because when I felt someone holding my head up, and wiping my face with a wet cloth; I felt like I had instantly reawakened,
...I couldn't have been unconscious for very long...
***
My social anxiety was something that I'd had to contend with for most of my life. Growing up with an overbearing mother, who found it impossible to allow me to do things on my own; constantly finding fault with everything that I did manage to do, she would go out of her way to 'Correct Me', blatantly demeaning me with her loud, and sharp words.
Right in the middle of the Supermarket, or where ever we were, it didn't matter where, she would scold me, "Billy!", her ear piercing voice scalded. " Get over here, Right Now!"
Her open-handed slap would quickly redirect my full attention, whenever I started to slip into my 'Quiet Place', and her harsh belittling tone would always quickly put me in my place!
My father was always working, and he had no idea of the borderline abuse that she was dealing out to his youngest son, ...and, he was so tired from working a difficult laboring job that he was sound asleep in the days when he was at home.
Dad made very little money, and was too proud to ask for any type of public assistance, and we did with what we had,... and we settled for less, and we were proud to get whatever we had. We didn't compare ourselves to anyone else, and therefore, we were content, at least that was what I was told, ...and that was what I was supposed to believe, too, ...or Else!
....our home; a small two bedroom mobile home parked inside a trailer court on the outskirts of town. My brother left home at sixteen and never came back. He was four years older than I was, and we never really got to know each other too well, ... he always seemed to be slightly jealous of me, and he didn't really want to be around me all that much either.
I always knew, that I would leave home too, ...just as soon as I could. My mother seemed to realize this, though, (especially, after my older brother had left) and with me, ...she redoubled her efforts; tightening up the strings so to speak.
Her overbearing presence was a force to be reconned with, on a continuous basis. The ever present Titaness, (That was my Mother) dished out the overly aggressive, threatening, and personally insulting abuse on a daily basis.
Finding fault with most everything that I did, she would stand directly over me and stare me down, ...towering above me with her physical size being twice as much as mine; she boldly took advantage of the 'size-difference' and seemed to enjoy the fact that she could so easily, force me to do as she ordered; "Keeping me 'In Line", that's what it was, she was 'Training Me".
. ...that was, what she was doing. Training me, to be a good boy. A well behaved little man.
That's what she was doing, ...wasn't it? Everyone should be trained like this, and the world wouldn't be such a terrible place! That's what she said, and that was the reason that she treated me like this; that was her excuse for the actions that she took, and the methods that she used, the practice that she followed.
My bare ass would be raw, with red blistering welts, from her thin leather belt, ...as she held me naked in her arms, ...cradling me within her bosom, as I cried my eyes out, ...
"I wouldn't have looked at that girl in the shopping center, if she hadn't talked to me first, Mommy!"
By the time I graduated high school, I couldn't even make simple eye contact with a member of the opposite sex, ...the female, (didn't matter who), ...as far as I was concerned, was an entirely different species. An anomaly, to be particularly wary of; to highly 'Look up too', and always treat, with the utmost respect.
Most girls, though, they tried to get to know me. After we actually tried to have a simple conversation, ...well, they thought, that I was avoiding them on purpose, like I was being stuck up, toward them, like, I didn't want to be around them! But, ...but, I had missed dozens of opportunities with very beautiful women because of this 'Problem'. My life was severely disrupted to the point of complete ruin...
I had no idea 'Why'...
.....
"Mr.Little, ...are you alright, ...should I call an ambulance or something?", a soft spoken female voice asked.
"eh, ...I don't think so.", I said. slowly lifting my head up, and sitting upright.
The solid floor was so hard and cool. I placed my hands down on my hips, to brace myself, as I looked up to see who it was, that was squatting down next to me.
The instant that I saw her face, I suddenly started to panic all over again!
"Mr. Little, are you sure that you're Okay?", she asked. Sweeping a loose strand of hair away from her face...
"Let's get you into my office so that you can lie down for a bit, ...alright? Do you think that you can stand?"
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Dai on' na'
My head still spinning, I finally looked up and saw her pretty face, and just as I did, she simply grabbed my forearms -firmly- and swiftly lifted me up onto my feet!
Upon standing, I was slightly confused to find that I was at least a half a foot taller than her, but really, ...I just couldn't believe how effortlessly, this petite little woman had just simply lifted me up from the floor, as if I were no bigger than a small child!
Her dark eyes and shiny black hair accentuating her Asian complexion; perfect posture, and calm, focused demeanor, gave me the initial impression of someone that I definitely needed to respect. Knowing that her reputation, within her field, held the top space on the list of accomplishment; the extensive, and worldly experience that she had, was second to none.
I stepped back and tried to take her all in...
Standing with a wide, solid stance; Ms. Maxine's polished, black, four-inch pumps, were jacking her up, ...adding that sweet curvature, with a powerful essence to her perfectly shaped little frame. Her white, button up shirt, with the tiny purple bow tie, looked like she only wore this type of outfit for work, ...the tie was crooked, and the white shirt was starched.
That tight, black, mid-thigh skirt, seemed to crease in just the right places, and as she took a slight step forward, rocking her hips and relaxing her grasp on my forearms, I felt like she was slowly relinquishing her control,
"Are you sure that you're alright?", she firmly asked. Slightly tilting her head to the side.
"I, ...um, I'm not entirely sure yet?", I said. My head still spinning with a ringing in my ears.
"Mr. Little?", Amy, the blonde receptionist, stepped in from behind and took my other arm,
"Let's get you into the room so that you can lie down, alright?"
I let the two of them walk me into Dr. Harrison's office. The large room had dark cherry wood siding on the walls and all of the furniture was leather. The black carpet gave the room an expensive ambiance.
I found that Amy's grasp was nearly as powerful as the shorter doctors, and the two women together easily shuffled me into the psychiatrist lair.
Her office was her sanctuary, it was plain to see that it was entirely her space; the instant that I sat down, I glanced around the room and realized that I was trapped inside this room, and being so weak, I had no way to escape this confusing situation.
The moment that I found myself sitting on her couch, I began to realize that something was physically happening to me...
"Am I getting smaller?"
"What's that, Billy?", Amy asked me. Bending down before me, standing directly in front of the couch.
Her short flowery skirt billowing out in the back, as it slid up her legs in the front. Her black leggings ending at her ankles, giving her creamy white peds, ...a striking contrast. The black strappy open-toed pumps elevated her a good five inches. Her bright green nail polish sparkled within the tight space of the open toe shoes.
"I, ...uh, I ...am, I am getting Smaller!", I blurted out!
Noticing the belt around my waist loosening up, I grabbed at it with both my hands and pulled it out away from my body! The Pants were getting bigger, and my shoes suddenly fell off onto the floor!
Looking up at the two women standing over me, they suddenly seemed to grow taller! The room stretching out around me, and the floor spreading out. The space all around me expanding and growing larger by the second, I scooted back into the couch cushion and felt my shirt collapse down around me!
My socks came off as they quickly outgrew my feet, and I felt the elastic band of my underwear slipping away. I felt my naked body falling backward into my oversized clothing as I shrank down further and further, ....and quickly became smaller and smaller!
"Help Me, HEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLP! ", I Screamed Out!
The air rushed in around me as I felt my giant shirt pulled away. The light flooding in suddenly opening up the sky. Frantically, I scampered to my feet and climbed up onto the pile of cloth that was my gigantic pair of pants!
Looking up at the now, towering pair of giant women, I fell back in shock as they simply stood there looking down at me! I was looking up at two giants!
Had I dreamt of this before? I had a sudden flash of gray memory; it was something that seemed familiar, but not so real that I couldn't quite place it...
"Oh, my God. I can't believe this!", Amy said. Covering her open mouth with her left hand.
"What happened to him?", she whispered, glancing over at the female doctor.
"I don't know. I've never seen ANYTHING like this!", she said. Shaking her head in disbelief!
I suddenly felt a cold draft, pulling my knees up into my chest, I wrapped my arms around them, curling into a ball and sitting there looking up at these two enormous women, ...I suddenly began to realize, just exactly, what it felt like, to become completely helpless!
"Mr. uh, Little?", "...don't be frightened, okay, ...I'm going to pick you up. I'll be very careful, so don't be alarmed", the giant-sized face of the female doctor spoke.
"Now, just let me get you, .....", she paused, as her huge, slender fingers, silently drifted in around me, slowly, they became curled around my miniature body.
The cool surface of her large fingers wrapped around me and just slightly squeezed. I felt my heart racing as her hand swallowed me up completely. I couldn't get a full breath, as my mind went into overdrive!
The fingernail of her pinkie finger, slipped around behind me, just slightly grazing across my left butt cheek, ...the solid feel of that hard shell, sent a pang of fear through my stomach. I froze within her grasp, ...as she ever so slowly, continued to tighten up her grip.
Like sitting in the forks of a large tree, the doctor's hand took me up slowly above the couch seat and gradually continued elevating, until I was brought up between their two giant faces.
Not wanting to freak out, ...I simply avoided looking directly at her. I closely inspected the surface of her skin, instead, ...soft, and so supple, like suede leather; thick, but puffy and warm, creamy softness. The doctor's giant thumb, curved around, encircling my entire front; at least as long as one of my arms. Her shiny nails, done up with a perfect french manicure.
Although, in my peripheral vision, I could most definitely see her; her huge tanned face filling nearly all of that open space, ...I couldn't force myself to look directly at her.
Amy's face filled the space on the other side. I couldn't look at her either; the wind shifted and I felt the room spin round.
A sickening sweet perfume hit me in the nose like a punch in the face. An extreme fragrance of some Celebrity Brand, it burned my eyes and scorched my nasal passages nearly as bad as the cleaning solution from earlier!
"Okay, Hon, Just hang tight for a sec. Kay? ...and, I'll get you over here, where you'll be more comfortable?",
The giant, Asian woman's voice, sounded extremely powerful. She looked visibly shook up, as she carried me along inside her single hand. I glanced up at her face, trying to gauge the situation; to catch a quick look at her. She seemed to be a little nervous.
Her feet, ... taking giant steps, sent tremors throughout her entire body. Slight, but very definite, the solid jolts of impact reverberated up through her hand.
Floating through the sky, like a bird in flight, the gigantic room drifting past me as I flew across the small end table, and sailed by another huge leather chair. My flight was over, fairly quick, though, as I was swiftly brought in for a landing down among the scattered debris that made up the clutter, upon the surface of the lady doctor's desktop.
Releasing me, with an unexpected quickness, I suddenly found myself sitting naked next to a very large, shelf type desk organizer. Pens, paper clips, post-its, and huge drawers of staples and colored markers, highlighters and file markers...
"Wha, ...Wha, Wha, WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM!", Amy's voice erupted from high above the huge desk counter! ".....Is He CONTAGIOUS!"
"I don't think, so... Maybe? But, No. I think not. This had to be something chemical based and not a viral type thing. We should be safe, ...I think..."., Dr.Harrison spoke with a slight bit of difficulty.
In all her years of study, Maxine had never before witnessed anything so bizarre.
She had observed people, who had cut their own limbs off: she had treated women, who had a strange compulsion to eat bugs, and insects (They also greatly enjoyed swallowing small reptiles alive): she had talked people down, who were about to commit suicide: she had seen a woman whose legs were five feet tall, and a man who was just barely two feet tall, but she had never before seen a man shrink down to four inches tall, right before her very eyes!
***
Several weeks back, Maxine had received all of Mr.Bill Little's complete medical records. His regular doctor had sent them by fax, and Maxine had gone over everything inside his folder with a fine tooth comb. Bill, was just a simple case of extreme Social Anxiety Disorder, and she had 'specifically', cured several cases that were very similar to his, ...but, he did seem to be an extreme case.
....and now, Ms. Maxine, ...didn't quite know, just exactly where to begin!
Knowing full well, though, ...that she 'should', "report this to the authorities". And, ...she was 'required', to do so, ...by law... .
However, after actually holding, ... Physically Holding. ...this fully grown man, (as if he were just an insignificant little specimen) ...so easily, right inside the palm of her single hand, ...something deep inside her core, ...told her differently. She just had to keep him, ...she just had too!
Keep him, and study him, ...observe his reaction to different types of stimuli; he would become her newest 'little' test subject, ...Yes, ...she could do very specific type things, with this tiny, little, miniature human being. Things that would be completely impossible to do with a normal sized person.
A whirlwind of incredible possibilities suddenly began swirling within the lady doctors magnificent brain! She hadn't been THIS excited, about anything, since maybe her trip to Africa; where she had gone there to study the effects of acute malnutrition, and basically: Starvation. _ on a small group, from a Pygmy Colony, that dwelled along the banks of the Amazon River.
There was only one problem...
Maxine looked up at her newly hired receptionist, 'Amy Prodowsky'.
This girl might present somewhat of a problem, ...she realized. The good doctor would have to convince this young girl, to keep this little secret completely confidential. A 'secret', just between the two of them. And, she also knew that she would have to use some type of leverage against her; she would have to reinforce the fact, that absolutely 'nobody else', could know about this, it would have to be their little 'Secret'...between, just the two of them...
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'Dai on' na'
Amanda Prodowsky, ...or 'Amy', ...had just turned 27 years old, and had only just recently graduated from Wesleyan. Not the University, but the two-year accredited school. ...with a four-point G.P.A., and finishing in the top of her class, the beautiful young blonde was extremely proud of her two-year Associate Degree.
During the last month, Doctor Harrison had interviewed several candidates for the position of her assistant, and with more than just a few, very qualified individuals to pick from.
However, after an extensive amount of research, and some background checks, the lady psychologist had finally made her decision, and she picked Amy. Hiring her strickly on a temporary basis, until she passed her probationary period...
But, it was all really just 'fluff' and only just a formality, some unspecific 'Red Tape' that expressed the nature of her type of practice, ...although, Maxine had already made up her mind, Amy was working out just fine...
Amy, just starting her new office job, ...this very week, had been something that she had been waiting for and her new position, was working at the front desk as the head of -'Record Keeping'- and, as the full-time Personal Assistant/Receptionist, for the world renowned, Doctor Maxine Harrison.
This job would be the perfect stepping stone that Amy needed. She wanted to get out on her own, and finally be able to get her own place...
She couldn't wait to get started. Moreover, in Amy's life, she had another 'full-time' job as well - at home - she had an eight-year-old daughter, named Jazzy.
Being a single mother, this new job meant 'everything' to her, and it was her ticket to get out from under her mother's wing, and finally, ...start doing things for herself, and, ...start looking for something better.
Jasmine, or 'Jazzy' - (Amy's daughter) had been, her biggest responsibility. Until now, she was allowing her mother, to take care of the little girl, while she was away at school, ...but as soon as she got her new job, and her new place, Amy would be bringing her along, too.
Moving her daughter back in with her and getting her enrolled in school, ...that, was her next priority!
***
"Amy, could you go over there and get me some of those folded napkins from inside of that cabinet, there, if you would please, Darling.",
Maxine asked the tall blonde assistant while pointing across the room towards the storage area inside her expansive office.
"Yes, ma'am, ...how many do you want?", Amy asked. Still starring down at the smallest living person that either one of these two ladies had ever seen.
"Just bring me one whole package."
"Alright", Amy said. Slowly turning away, as if she had to force herself, to pull herself away from the incredible sight of me, sitting there next to the doctor's note pad.
As Amy walked away, I looked up and watched her swaying across the room.
Maxine remained peering down at me with a look of complete fascination. I couldn't speak to either of them, it was just Too Much!
I had tried to ask her a question, but my nerve quickly slipped away. My brain had just frozen, at the very moment when the giantess Doctor released me down upon her desk, and in that same moment, ...I began to fully realize, just how freakishly small, I had actually become...
This huge, Oak Desk Top, was suddenly like an enormous tennis court. A simple work space for this lady doctor, ...was like the inside of a warehouse, filled with over-sized objects, that could easily pose a real threat for someone that could sit comfortably within a package of handi-wipes!
I wanted to ask her why she hadn't called the police and reported this bizarre incident! I wanted to know why, we were still here, inside her office, and not on the way to a hospital somewhere!
I wanted to know what she was going to do with me!
....
"Here ya go.", Amy said, as she returned with a small package of tissues.
"Thank you, Amanda", the doctor said. Instantly ripping the plastic covering off, and removing the fresh stack of neatly folded tissues.
"What do you suppose caused this 'shrinking episode'?", Amy softly whispered to the shorter doctor.
It seemed like the gorgeous young girl was trying to talk above me, thinking that I couldn't hear her, ...or, that I couldn't understand what she was saying any longer...as if, after I had shrunk, I had become something less than human; no longer able to understand the the English language?
The giant doctor leaned over her desk and gently released a few single tissues down next to me on the yellow note pad. I grabbed one of them up and wrapped it around my body like a toga.
Her large hands held the big stack of soft tissues like a deck of giant cards. Her soft hands squeezed them tightly, working her powerful fingers around it, as if she were crushing all the air out of it.
Then, she simply placed the stack down next to me, ...I looked at it as if it were a huge, soft bed, ...and, I suppose, that was what the doctor had intended it to be, ...for ME.
"Well, let us assume that ...he must have come into contact with some sort of chemical mixture. It had to be something, that was 'two completely different' compounds, and the two were somehow mixed up, at just the right amounts, to create this strange phenomenon."
The giant, Asian woman smiled, ...lowering herself down. Sliding her hands down on her knees, while bringing her face down level with the surface of the desk. The gigantic doctor smiled at me curiously, softly, raising an eyebrow in a droll, comical nature. Mockingly, she slightly twisted her expression strangely, ...simply watching me moving about upon her huge desk, apparently amused her...
Slowly drifting away, Maxine pulled herself back up, returning to her full standing height, she continued,
"Also, he could have been subjected to some other source of molecular, or bio-compound, that could have taken place long before, now, ...and with certain types of viruses, that exist in today's society, ...who knows, maybe this is just the tip of the Iceberg. Maybe, other cases are popping up all over the world, right this very minute."
"Wow, do you 'really' think so?", Amy seemed enthralled with the idea.
"Anythings possible, Amy. Now, it's nearly dinner time, let's see if we can get some food, and then, we'll need to figure out how we're going to deal with this thing, and, ...most importantly, keep this our little secret, too."
"You mean, ...I can't tell 'anyone' about this?", Amy asked. Appearing slightly confused.
"Absolutely NOT, Sweetie ...we can't tell anyone at all, about him, or ...what happened to him, or anything at all about this entire situation, ...or else the authorities will come and take him away. And, ... Sweetie, if they do that, then I'll have nothing to work with in solving this problem. Understand?", Maxine explained.
"Do you mean that we're going to just 'Keep Him' as our little secret, ...Like, from now on, and never tell anyone else about him, ...at all?"
"That's right. We have to keep him here, SAFE, with us. Or, we'll never get another chance to help him, or, figure out what CAUSED this, -bizarre thing' - to happen to him".
"What if this is some type of 'Genetically Engineered Super-Virus', or something like a 'Dirty Bomb', then what, ....what do we do about it, then?"
"Amy, let's just take this one step at a time, and keep our heads together, Okay?", Maxine stopped the girl from starring at me, by grabbing her arm and gently tugging her away from the edge of the desk.
"C'mon, ...he'll be safe 'there', for now. We'll get some dinner, ...and bring him back something, too, ...Alright?"
"Alright, but, ...I wonder if he's afraid of us... Doe's he, TRUST us, to take good care of him? I know, if it were HIM, ...I'd be so frightened that, ...I don't know if I'd trust anyone at all!"
"Mr. Little, here, ...has some other issues that may cause him a great deal of stress. I'll give him a sedative, to help him relax, and we'll just leave him alone there, to give him a chance to settle down."
"Do you think, that he'll get any smaller?", Amy whispered.
"I surely HOPE not. At the size he is now, it's probably a little more difficult for him to breath. And, the effects of the lessened amount of gravity, will most likely take him some time to adjust, ...just getting used to his new size will surely be enough for him to deal with, right now... I don't want to cause our 'little friend' any additional stress, so I think that, if we just let him be, there, for a while, ...then he should start to recover a lot quicker."
Pausing, to glance away from her tall blonde assistant, the Asian Doctor opened up her top drawer on the desk and quickly retrieved a small pill box. Her dexterous fingers wrapping around the plastic container as if she were intentionally trying to crush the life out of it, ...her thumb pressing firmly on the lid, her hand squeezing harder, as she talked to Amy...
"Amy, ...You can, go on down to the cafeteria, and order us something to eat, alright? I'll give him something to drink, and a mild sedative. I'll make sure that he's safe, 'right here' on my desk, and then, I'll meet you in the dining room, Okay?"
"Okay, Doctor Harrison", Amy said, stepping toward the door.
"By the way - They're having 'Chicken Fingers' today, ...doe's that sound good?", Amy asked as she reached out to grab the door handle.
"Just a large salad for me, okay, ...and, maybe some of those wheat crackers, Oh, and a Pint Size Bottle of skim milk, too! And, - also, order a plain hamburger -
Maybe some protein in the beef would sustain our little patient here, ...he's bound to be dehydrated, so get a couple bottles of water and a glass of ice.",
Dr.Harrison continued talking, as she opened the pill bottle and poured out a single white pill.
"Oh, ...And, - Amy?, ...when there are no patients around, or in the office, you may refer to me as 'Maxine', or Max. That's what my closest friends, call me...", the Doctor suggested,
"I think we're going to become very GOOD friends too, ...Sooooo, Yeh, just call me, Max, alright?"
"Okay, Dr. Max? or, Ms. Max.??", Amy blushed, delighted to be allowed to refer to this highly respected, and World Renouned, 'Psychologist', ...as her personal, and close, 'FRIEND'!
The tall, slender blonde, shivered as she felt a tingle; squealing with a shrill bark of delight, she quickly slipped through the doorway and disappeared into the hall.
...
The heavy steel door finally clicked shut, with an audible - 'CLUNK!' -, closing behind Amy's reluctant departure.
I was now inside the office, all alone, with my Colossal Psychologist.
Squatting low, upon this big yellow writing tablet, I shivered uncontrolably. My brain screaming inside my head, yearning for answers, and my physical body trembling so; I begged for some type of relief from this terrible situation!
With the sudden loss, of so much of my former body weight, the impact of this magnifcent situation, had just tore into my psyche like nothing I'd ever experienced,
...leaving me spinning in the aftermath, without a clue, as to what I could expect was going to happen to me next! ?
Maxine's enormous figure silently approched me from the left side of her desk, her huge profile, lingering so high above the level plateau; the surface of which, spreading out around me like a cluttered up tennis court.
I hunkered down and held my arm up protectively, ...unable to fathom what her giant hands could actually do to my puny figure, if she so desired, I would be nothing but a stained tissue paper crumpled up, and lying inside the bottom of her giagantic waste basket.
Speaking low, and in a very soft tone of voice, Maxine lowered her face down closer and began exagerating her words, ...almost rediculously, - S L O W, ...the giant Face, of the lady doctor spoke down to me, very, S L O W L Y.
"Alright now. Billy. Let's just calm down, ...and try to just, relax. Okay."
I started to tremble like a Toy Poodle, watching this huge set of female hands. Just her simple motions, and mere gestures, ...were simply incredible from where I was sitting...
I had to remind myself to breath. Her long slender fingers, were just so graceful, and eleagant. I became quickly captivated by the bewitching fashion of her huge, but glorious, feminine hands...
Just the sight of her, this enormous woman, from the top of her desk was just amazing... I was shaking so uncontrolably that it was apparantly visable to her, and she was trying to help me calm down, but, her intimate attentions only seemed to intensify my fear!
Maxine's soft voice filled the air all around me.
"Mr. Little, if you could just, eat some of this white powder here, it will help you to settle down."
The smooth feminine fingers appeard before me like something from a dream. Her giant-sized, right hand, turned around and her long slender index finger unfurled, bending slightly, as it simply touched the paper. Dumping out a minute amount of crushed up medicine from the tip of her fingernail, she tapped her finger on the yellow page and pulled her hand slowly away.
"It's just a slim dose of crushed up Xanex. The same as your regular perscription, I divided the dosage down to just 1/12 of your regular dosage, so let's just see if you can get some of it down with a bit of water here..."
Just as the giant hand left, it quickly returned with a bottle cap full of clear water. Her huge fingers tentively released the small white cap, and slowly lifting away...
"I'm going to go, now, ....alright?, Maxine smiled and stepped away from her desk.
(I wanted to yell at her! I wanted to Scream at her! I wanted to grab her, and shake her!)
"You just try and relax, Okay. ....I'll be back in about thirty minutes, or so. Don't worry, everythings going to be just fine. I won't let anything happen to you. This office is very safe, nobody can get in here."
And with that, the initial espousal was over. I had been accepted into this strange Matriarchy without so much as even getting to introduce myself...
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'Dai on' na'
As I sat there, completely covered with a single facial tissue, using it as easily as a bed sheet; I was thinking about everything that had happened to me leading up to this point.
I nervously glanced around the enormous space, that was actually the surface of this lady Doctor's desk. Slowly getting to my feet, I wrapped the stiff, white tissue, around my waist and tried to secure it a little bit tighter.
Looking over at a large gold framed picture, sitting diagonally at the right-hand side of the doctor's desk. It was a picture of the doctor, wearing a rubber scuba diving suit and, she was standing on a large boulder in the edge of the ocean somewhere,
...the sky was clear blue, and the bright sunlight was glistening across the surface of the rippling waves... a much younger girl was with her too, I wonder, does she have a daughter...
Stepping closer, my bare feet felt the cool surface of the solid polished wood. I tried to get a better look at the lady doctor's face. The picture wasn't very clear and I couldn't really get a good look at the detail of her face. Although, her shapely, and muscular physique was well on full display, and I quickly felt an overpowering sexual emotion!
Quickly pulling myself away, from the nearly 'Lifesize Picture', (from my standpoint,) and stepping across the soft paper of a giant notepad; walking away, so that I could instantly divert my attention to the medicine that the giantess had left for me.
Knowing, full well, that I was already addicted to the anxiety medicine, I stepped across the lines of the yellow page and squatted down next to the small pile of powderize Xanax. I reached down, scooping up a tiny amount on my index finger, and then carefully, standing back up on the huge tablet, I stepped over to the big bottle cap.
Squatting down again, I instantly thought of the way that most people perform the act of drinking Tequila, ...with a lemon and some salt, - I actually chuckled, as I licked the Xanax from my finger - and then, quickly dipped my hands down into the bottle cap of clear liquid, I retrieved a palm-full of luke warm water and instantly slurped it into my mouth.
Nearly gagging from the intensity of the bitterness, I gulped the harsh powder down quickly enough to chase the chemicals into my dry throat. I swallowed hard, and my throat clenched up; I choked from the horrible taste but managed to get it down without too much trouble.
"Horrible Taste, ...I wonder if that was more than what I normally Take?".
Standing once more, I slowly walked to the edge of the desk. Looking out across the huge room, I couldn't believe the actual distance that I was seeing...
The coal black carpeting, down below, was at least a thirty-foot drop. The huge doorway, all the way across the room, had to be nearly a half mile away. I noticed that she had left a pair of high heeled shoes lying on the floor next to the corner of the desk. The blood-red soles had instantly caught my eye, drawing my attention to the spike heels, ...the size of them, caused my heart to skip a beat...
...the yellowish-tan colored leather, on the giant sized pumps, softened the brightness and gave the shoes a fancy looking appearance. I wondered if she was married, or divorced... I assumed that she was single because I hadn't noticed any rings on her fingers...
A few magazines were scattered across the coffee table by the sitting chair. 'The Outdoors', 'People', 'The Greater New Yorker', and the 'Vanity Fair' were instantly available from the middle of the short little table. The glossy images on the front covers were like billboard signs from where I'm standing.
I couldn't imagine how small, I was, that I had so suddenly become this little Ken Doll! This was just so freaky! I wondered if maybe I was just dreaming all of this, ...couldn't be real, could it? Could a person just 'SHRINK'??
Was I, the very first 'Shrinking Man'? Couldn't be... No Way, ...if this WAS real, then, there had to be more people shrinking like this, ...Right? Was I the only one?
What was she going to do with me? Why, would she want to just keep me here? Shouldn't she take me to a hospital somewhere? Why did she just, instantly decide, to just keep this whole thing a big secret! Was she just going to keep me, for her own, ideas...
What could she possibly 'want' from a tiny little man, ...who couldn't even get down from the top of her desk! This wasn't right, ...were her 'intentions' something, that I should be concerned about?
'What 'WAS', this giant, Woman, Doctor, planning on doing with me?
My heart had finally started to settle down, until my panicked thinking, quickly restarted it again, ...my entire body suddenly became so weak that I had to sit back down.
I let my legs hang down over the edge of the front of the desk. I sat in the very center most area, right where the giant woman would be facing me, ...if she were sitting at her desk working; the thought of how BIG, she actually was, now, ...instantly filled my mind.
I imagined her sitting there, and my heart started racing at the image that I had created.
My God! What was she going to do with ME!
...anything that she wanted...That's what! ...and, I couldn't do anything at all, to stop her!
Her huge desk chair was pulled out and turned slightly toward the door, I looked down at the leather seat cushion, ...a slight impression within the softness of the suede cover revealed the massive size, of the lady Doctors butt...
Her weight, ...her massive weight, could crush every bone inside my puny body, and she wouldn't even notice!
"What the Hell am I going to do!", 'my head started getting fuzzy, and my ears started ringing again.
I noticed that my voice was slightly different; like the tone, was several octaves higher, the vibration in my throat had changed to a mere hum. Also, I felt like I weighed nearly nothing at all. The air felt heavier than before, too - thicker, and more humid.
How could I live like this? Could I actually do anything to support myself, now? What could I do? I had barely been able to make a living before, ...and NOW! What could,
...I do Now! NOTHING! Nothing at all, ...not a fuckin' thang!
Was I just a simple Freak? Maybe. Was the Giant Doctor going to put me on a display somewhere? She could charge people money, to walk through and look at me,
...I could see it already, an endless line of curious on-lookers, peer through the bars of my tiny cage, gawking in at me and laughing at how small I was, little girls wanting to touch me, little boys wanting to put me inside of a toy cars, and shove me down a makeshift race track.
Hundreds of giant people, crowding around to take a look at the smallest man in the world.
Is that what my future would hold? Just a tiny spectacle, to be laughed at, and gawked at, stared at, mocked... Looked down upon, by stupid people who felt more powerful about THEIR miserable life, whenever 'they' looked down upon someone who was small enough to fit inside their shoe?
....
Looking down, at the distant floor, my heart pounding so hard inside my chest, ...when suddenly, I was distracted by the sound of the huge office door clicking opened; female voices began echoing through the ceiling...
I quickly jumped to my feet and ran back toward the rear of the desk. The clattering sound of extremely large footsteps entered the floor space, followed by the door closing with a solid clunk...
Talking as they entered, Amy's giggle drew my complete attention, "Oh, I Know! I Know, that would be so, ...Awesome!"
"The way that he looked at her was just so weird, ya know, ...I told her he was nothing but a cheater, but she wouldn't take my word for it!", Maxi's voice, resounded with a shrill laugh, as she continued telling Amy something that had to happen over the past weekend.
"Just wait, you'll meet her, ...she's REALLY nice, but, ...like I said, she's a little tipsy!", both women burst into a full roaring round of laughter!
Their tremendous voices filling the entire room. A shrill, feminine, cackle, a girlish chippering laughter, it made my ears cringe from the penetrating volume.
I covered my hands over my ears and squatted down next to a giant stack of post-it notes. Hunkering down and lowering my head, I started rocking on my heels; praying that they would just forget about me, just leave me alone.
After a short while, the chattering started to settle down. I could feel the effects of the sedative beginning take effect. I tried to relax, and took a deep breath, slowly lifting up my head to look around.
The strong aroma of cooked hamburger filled my nose, I looked toward the front of the desk area, and...
"ARE YOU HUNGRY, BILLY?", Amy's voice erupted,
the large blushing face hovering just above the surface of the desk.
"I'll BET, you are, ...aren't you, Little Guy!", Amy spoke so sweetly to me like she would with a small child.
Her overly expressed delightfulness revealed in her large perfect teeth. Her rosy cheeks, swelling around her broad set smile.
Her wide sparkling eyes darting to and fro, excitedly dancing with curiousness, she leaned forward, and partly opened her relaxed mouth, her tongue peeked out and lightly touched the inside corner of her lips...
"C'mon, sweety, ...why don't ya just try and EAT SOMETHING, for ME!", she spoke way too loudly, the volume nearly blasting my ears out!
Her large, elegant, right hand, moved forward, gliding toward the styrofoam cup that held a plain, single burger. The top bun had been removed, and the lid of the cup had been torn away from the package. The meat had been chopped up into small manageable chunks.
Amy's large hand swept in above, and her index finger uncurled from her closed fist, casually pointing out toward the white cup, she effortlessly pushed the entire thing across the desk, ...shoving it closer, and moving it slowly toward me; like a Bull Dozer, pushing an entire car!
"I Know You MUST BE, very Hungry, aren't cha, Yes? C'mon little fella, DIG IN!", she encouraged me like she would with a frightened child.
I wanted to yell at her, and tell her to 'Shut the Hell UP!', her voice was way too loud, and every word that burst from her tremendous face nearly ruptured my eardrums!
Just then, Maxine came up from behind her and leaned in from the side. Her huge shadow swept across the surface of the desk like a cloud floating over a football field,
...her enormous figure filling the sky; I cowered before her as she peered down at me. She looked on with curious eyes.
Her looming presence, lingering above, the giant Doctor quickly evaluated the situation and slowly drifted away.
"Let's give him some space, Okay. I think this little guy is still trying to figure out what's going on. It's going to take him some time, he's just a slight bit confused about all the changes thats happening to him", Maxine slowly pulled Amy away, taking her by the arm, she shushed her, and quietly removed her from the desk area.
I watched in amazement, as the two giant women stepped away, moving over to the couch and silently sitting. Amy crossed her legs elegantly, and the Doctor sat with her knees together, ...folding her hands in her lap, she smiled and winked at the younger girl and the two of them both looked back at me with loving eyes...
Whispering softly, Maxine looked back to her new assistant, "So, any plans for tonight?", she asked.
The tall slender blonde, uncrossed her legs, and then shifting her weight, she recrossed them once more, leaning closer, she whispered something so very quietly, that I couldn't make it out. She smiled, directing her gaze back toward the desk, scrunching up her face, she puckered her mouth and made a kissy face...
Maxine giggled, "Now, it's just the first week, so, ...how did you like it, so far?", she asked.
Amy spoke too quietly now, I couldn't hear a single word that she said, ...her whispers were like hot, juicy, hissing splinters; excited spluttering, ...I watched her mouth, trying to read her lips...
Maxine giggled softly and grabbed her by the leg. Gripping her knee with a squeeze, she caused the younger girl to laugh with much more vigor, teasing her with a quick harder squeeze. Amy had to push the Doctors hand away to protect herself from the taunting of her New Boss.
The lady Doctor slowly stood, and gradually stepped back to her sitting chair. Amy stood up and walked around the couch. It seemed that the two of them had agreed to some type of secret liaison, to which I was not privy...
Maxine sat down and spoke across the room as Amy walked toward the office door.
"Have a good weekend, and I'll see you on Tuesday!", the female Doctor said.
"Yeah, ...I'll be here 'bout eight, and I'll bring Breakfast!", Amy answered.
Stepping through the heavy door, the tall slender blonde disappeared into the hallway and the door fell shut.
I ST00D UP AND, silently stepped barefoot over to the giant white box that held the hamburger. I stopped and looked out across the open space between the front of the desk, and the Lady Doctor's sitting chair.
She was sitting in the chair holding a small paper bowl with a few greens still left from her dinner. She was picking out small pieces of veggies and crunching bits of wheat crackers with delicate fingers.
Her attention seemed to be fully absorbed within her salad; her legs flexed as she casually kicked off her flats and began rubbing her stocking feet into the black carpeting.
I watched her take a small leaf from the salad, and carefully inspect it. She examined the dark colored leaf, and turned it around very slowly, she held it closer and closer to her mouth, until finally, she slowly placed it between her lips and pushed it inside her mouth.
Her jaws flexed, and she slowly started to chew. She seemed to be in deep thought. Chewing excruciatingly slow; her mouth working effortlessly, her lips sealing shut, her teeth macerating the large salad leaf...
I felt a sudden stab of pain in the pit of my gut, the thought of being eaten alive by that huge set of teeth, caused me to step away from the hamburger and duck down behind the paper box.
I wasn't very hungry anyway, and the thought of placing anything into my mouth just turned my stomach. I couldn't eat. How could I? I didn't even want anything, at all...
The huge room was a little bit chilly, ...cold, for me, and when I sat very still, I started to shiver from the cool air. The smell of the cooked beef, just made me want to puke. I couldn't eat. Not like this, ...I didn't even want anything to drink...
I just wanted to know what in the HELL, she was planning on doing with me! She didn't even seem to be concerned any longer, OR, the slightest bit interested, in doing anything to help me get back to normal!
Why was she so calm, about this whole thing? Was this something that she was familiar with, ...I seriously doubted it, but, ...Maybe, she had seen this, ...before, and she was just waiting, ... but, waiting for what?
What was she waiting for?
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Dai on' na'
Maxine Harrison ; ( Harrison: an acquired, American Name) was nearly forty-five years old. However, her youthful appearance deceived most everyone. Most people would assume that she was so much younger, ...she looked to be about thirty-five...
She had grown up in the orient, and for many generations, her entire family had been farmers. Living on, and working with the land. Growing rice and maintaining a very large apple orchard, too. Maxine had four sisters and three brothers who were only a year apart in age, and they all worked together and played together. Their lives revolving around the work of taking in the harvest each year, and going to the open markets in Kanto.
Helping out their parents, along with their Aunts and Uncles and a slew of cousins as well. Their lives were perfectly clean, healthy and youthful. Maxine was as innocent as the driven snow, ...untarnished and pure.
Maxine had just barely become a woman, only 12 years old when she was so abruptly taken away; she sorely missed her family. So young, when she was separated from them, she had been taken away by some people that she didn't even know.
Taken away in the middle of the night, dragged away from their family home, kicking and screaming! Kidnapped, by slave traders, and sold into the underground markets!
Her life, so drastically ripped away, her youth interrupted. And, as she would soon realize, it would never be the same again...
The American soldier that had found her on the street, helped her out and took her in. Extracting her from the gutters of the slum, he saved her, giving the young girl a second chance at having a successful life.
Essentially, rescuing her from that brothel in Kanto (inside Tokyo); He brought her back home with him and adopted her. She loved him very much, and when he died in the hospital with lung cancer at age forty, he made Maxine promise him that she would continue with her schooling and graduate from college.
Maxine tried to block out most of her past. She had thrown herself completely into her studies, and decided that she would become the best Doctor that she could be, ...and after thirteen years of college, she had completed her degrees, And, kept her promise.
She knew about the ways of the world, long before most girls her age were even thinking about dating. And, her past experiences had caused her to look upon men, as not only the opposite sex but, also, an opposing force, that she wanted to instantly correct!
To say that Maxine, "Hated Men", would be an understatement, ...although, she didn't despise all of them, just 99 percent of them, it seemed; the few men that she had known, in her young life, and that she actually had at least some respect for, ...were usually older men; Already married, with a life and a family of their own.
At age thirty, she had begun to worry about being all alone in the world. So, three years after graduating from college, Maxine had decided to adopt a child that she could call her own, and raise her, all by herself, ...at least, she could have someone in her old age to be with her whenever that time came...
She had returned to Japan and sought out a female child to adopt and take back to the states with her. And, with little difficulty, Maxine found 'Daina Lee'. Or, maybe it was Daina Lee, who had found 'her', ...Maxine, wasn't too sure? The young girl had ran and jumped into her arms, the very instant that she saw her, ...and the two of them instantly bonded!
Maxine had signed the paperwork, and, ...had the little girl on an overnight flight, back to New York , and, well,...
...that was five years ago, ...and little Diana was now getting ready for her sixteenth birthday party.
.....
Maxine walked briskly across the open parking lot. The cool autumn air was swirling through the brownish, fallen leaves, lifting a few up, and tossing them around in the air, spinning them, and twisting them all around like some strange, wild, dance.
The lady Doctor hurried toward the building carrying the small wire cage in her right hand. The entire cage was covered over completely with a heavy pillowcase. She walked into her apartment building and headed for the elevator.
Bumping into Joyce Amble, ...her old roommate from college several years back. Maxine was forced to stop and talk with her, while she waited for the elevator to arrive.
She had lived together with Ms. Amble, for nearly her entire college career, and they had been extremely close for the entire duration, ...although, Maxine didn't exactly approve of everything that Joy did, she didn't judge her for her actions outside of their school life, ...what she did on her own time was none of her business.
Joyce Amble stood five-foot-eleven and had short red hair, her long legs were almost always on display; wearing either a tight pair of shorts, or a super tight miniskirt, she could turn every head in the bar, and crossing the street, she could always 'Stop Traffic'.
..and with very good reason. Her legs had been her meal ticket throughout college, and even yet, she still made some serious cash at the strip club only working on one night per week.
Joyce Amble, ...or 'Ambrosia' , ...that, was her stripper handle at the clubs. And, her name was very, well know, throughout the inner-city nightlife. She always produced an entirely packed house, every, single night, that she danced at the any of the night clubs, ...she could actually pick and choose, where-ever she wanted; and whenever she wanted, to dance!
Her red hair was naturally blonde, and she had started to notice a few gray strands, ...so that's when she had decided to go red,
She worked as a part-time receptionist for Maxine, and another family doctor in the city, but she only filled in for their regular, full-time receptionists, whenever they were on vacation or took a sick day...she hadn't ever needed to hold a 'full time' job, she was very smart with her money, and seemed to have plenty of it to go around...
"What's in the cage, Maxie, ...did you buy yourself a bird?", Joyce asked. Reaching out to lift the edge of the pillow case.
"Oh, ...No, no, no, ...it's just an empty cage. I wanted to hang it in the apartment for decor." Now, Joy, ...you know we're not allowed any PETS!", Maxine said as she pulled the cage around to the other side of her body, taking it away from the curious fingers of her 'wide-eyed friend'.
"So, you got any "dates" planned for this weekend Girl?", the taller woman asked with a firm stare, unblinking and narrowing her eyes.
"I've got some friends coming over tonight, ...But, - Oh, Diana's birthday party is tomorrow! And, you know that 'You're' Invited', Too. So, just bring something nice, and not too 'Over-the-Top' like you did last year, Joyce. Just get her something Nice, Okay?", Maxine told her, holding the cage well away, from her former roommate's reach.
"Sweet Sixteen, ...oh, she's growing up so fast!", Joy said, standing back, allowing Maxine to step into the elevator in front of her, as the doors slowly opened up.
"What time doe's the Party start?", Joyce asked. Quickly stepping inside behind her, and turning around to lean back against the rear wall of the elevator.
"Oh, I don't know, ...we'll have the Cake, at around three, and Diana can open her presents up, about four o'clock - or so, ...just come on over whenever you want, Joy. You're just like a sister to me, ...and you know that you're always welcome!"
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Meanwhile, inside the cage...
"What the, ...where am I?", Groaning quietly, and sitting up to look around.
Shifting my weight, as the entire floor tilted to one side. I braced myself and held tightly to my loosening toga. The whole room slightly spun round, and I caught my breath while trying to keep from sliding across the slippery floor!
The round space that I found myself inside, was floating around like a ship tossing about in an angry sea! I could hear voices coming from high above the top, and I recognized only one, ...Maxine.
The other voice, I didn't know. But, the giant woman doctor seemed to be very familiar with her. Her tone of voice was slightly different as if she didn't really care for this individual, and she was just, simply, humoring her, ...I could tell already, that she wasn't going to introduce this one to me...
Suddenly, the motion of my prison started swinging around more roughly, and I could hear the solid impacts of heavy footfalls. The voice of the stranger, fading into the distance, I could tell that Maxine was going further away from her as they continued talking.
Maxine said, raising her voice, "See ya' Later, Joy".
The faster pace, of my giantess captor, forced me to lay back and, spread my feet wide apart. Desperately trying to steady myself during this fluctuating ride, I had nothing to hold on to, and the erratic nature of this twirling trip was nothing if not completely terrifying!
"Help!", I yelled out. Just to try and get her attention.
It didn't make any difference, and as my carriage shifted to the right, and suddenly whipped back the other direction, I suddenly realized, that my outburst had effectively made things much worse! Whipping around, ...causing me to lie back, while desperately trying not to slide across the floor!
A half turn and my world spun around the other way, ...then, switching once more, it whirled around the other way! I sprawled out, barely able to maintain any type of balance, while trapped inside of this run away washing machine, ...I could only lie back, and try and steady myself!
The dimly lit space, offered very little sense of direction and the constant spinning motion created a sensation that I hadn't experienced, since the last time that I rode that Famous 'Roller Coaster', that was referred to as, 'Space Mountain!'
The swirling and spinning, eventually settled, and I decided to just stay still and remain quiet. Opening my mouth had been a big mistake, and I would most definitely, think long and hard about doing it again...
This, 'shrinking' thing, was so unusual and strange. I began to realize that there was going to be a whole world of changes, and for me, ...it was going to be so much different.
It would be, just as if, I had been transported to some other world; a world, within this WORLD, a 'fantastic' and new, situation; One that had never before been experienced by anyone!
How could I prepare myself for what was happening to me? There was nothing like this in my imagination, and, ...I had no idea of the things to come...
I couldn't even imagine what was about to happen to me, but still, ...I desperately tried!
.....
Without warning, the cage suddenly stopped moving. Dropping down heavily against a solid floor, my ride bumping abruptly and coming to a sudden halt; the constant spinning motion instantly stopping, ...leaving my head still spinning, and dizzy, ...and for a long while, I felt like I was still moving, ...but, quickly realized that Maxine must have reached her destination.
Settling down, and listening to the ominous sounds all around my enclosure, huddling within the center most area of the round cell, I pulled my tissue paper Toga up around my naked body and melted into the dimly lit space...
I could hear doors closing, and swishing footsteps; sweeping motions, large shadows moved past the walls of my cell. Huge flashing motions, ...every sound accompanied with an extending vibration.
A ringing bell sounded off, somewhere in the distance and heavy footsteps quickly rushed past my cage. The outside world was suddenly a rush of clambering motion, ...an explosion of quaking, and bustling calamity!
I heard a strange voice, coming from the doorway, and then I heard Maxine's voice speaking excitedly,
"There's My Girl!", she rang out! "Get in here, ...take off your Shoes."
"Hello, Mommy. Did you leave work 'early' today?", the young girl's voice sounded soft and quiet.
Maxine spoke much louder than usual, she seemed to be overly excited about talking with this young girl.
"Oh, yes. I had to get home before YOU did, - so that we could, ...get everything ready for tomorrow, ...you'll have to do all of your homework, quickly - so that we'll have the rest of this three day weekend to enjoy ourselves!"
"Oh, ... No, Mom. Can't the 'Homework', Wait. I'm Too Tired. ", the girl said. Extending her voice with a whining sound. Sighing, and stepping through the light past my cage.
I felt the motion, as she swept by, a large shadow rolling across the curtain that enclosed my cell. I held my breath, waiting to see what was going to happen next...
"Diana, we've already discussed this, and you know the rules..."
"Okay, Mum. But, I want to get changed first and get something to drink. Today was just a waste of time, anyway, we didn't do anything at all, after lunch, ...and the entire day was just, so stupid! ...I just wanted to get out of there and get away from those people!"
"Don't you feel well?", Maxie lowered her voice. "I hope you're not coming down with something..."
"If you're sick, ...then we'll have to call everyone and postpone your birthday party."
"No, ...no, I'm NOT sick. I just Hate it, when the teachers don't have anything for us to do. They just let everyone 'set around' and talk, doing nothing, and just wasting time. It just, ...just, ...wears me OUT, Mommy!"
"I know dear, ...but, let me tell you. Enjoy yourself Now, ..because, as you get older you'll find that these days, - 'like this' - won't come as often, ...and you'll wish that you had a 'Free Day' to just waste, like this!"
"Alright Mum, ...I suppose you're right.", the young girl stepped further away, her voice fading, "I'm going to take a shower."
I felt the rustling of motion next to my cage, and then everything grew quiet. I waited.
.....
Nothing seemed to be happening and I started to get curious. My stomach was completely empty, and I heard that familiar squishing sound coming from deep within my gut. I should have eaten some of that hamburger, that Amy had tried to give me...
I decided to try and get a peek out of my cage. I could easily reach through the bars and lift up the cover. I silently stepped over to the bars and reached through, ...grabbing the soft cotton, I squatted down lower and reached down as far as I could, reaching down to the lowest edge, I grabbed it, and with little effort, I easily managed to pull it up so that I could see out from underneath.
The tan carpeting spread out in all directions. A large, flat screen, digital T.V. was mounted on the wall above a fake, fireplace mantle. A large black vase set centering the shelf just below the wide black screen.
I could see almost into what was probably the kitchen area because the floor was a clean white block tile. The brighter light coming from inside the room was a giveaway, that the Lady Doctor was inside there with a light on...
I could hear dishes rattling gently together, she must have been washing them, or preparing something for a late dinner. I faintly detected the sweet aroma of boiling vegetables and the savory scent of smoked pork.
I heard the sudden pop, of a wine cork, and my stomach started to groan a little bit more. I was starving, Now. And, the hunger pangs were starting to get to me!
In the opposite direction, I faintly heard the sound of the shower running, ... the bathroom must have been around the corner, seemingly some distance down a long hallway. The water suddenly shut off, and I heard a door latch clicking, ...then, I heard quick footfalls coming directly toward the living room...
I dropped the curtain, and scooted back into my cage! The rushing motion swept past, and the gust of wind swirled across the covering like a spinning dust storm! I held my breath as the young girl giant briskly shuffled by, simply walking into the kitchen after getting her shower...
"Some 'thing', ...smells Soooo, Good!", the young girl spouted! "I'm Starving!"