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She opened another old box. Mostly trashy things someone in their teens or twenties might buy for a Halloween party . the stewardess, secretary, micro-bikinis, … All of them would probably fit, but they’re probably wall wrong given how this was going. Something else was not going on between them. She was the caretaker and they have become close friends. He didn’t have any friends .. that is other than a few online who didn’t know about his size. Was she just assuming they were a couple? There were regular guys she was attracted to - guys who may be better suited in addition to being able to be physical.

It had been about a half hour since she went off to change. He called out a few times, but she was probably in the basement and couldn’t hear. He was too dependent on her. What if something bad happened? He’d probably have to call someone where she worked and have to be rescued, but what then? She was funny, smart. caring and vey pretty. Not exactly his type, but before this happened he would have thought ‘she’s cute, but too bad she’s tall enough to play basketball’. In addition to her height he’d intimidated by her education - undergrad at Stanford and Ph.D. from Columbia.

She was still pretty and there had to be real guys looking at her. Could he even be considered a guy now or was he a just little pet? A very fragile little pet that had to be protected from spiders and bugs. The last size change made a huge difference in how he saw her and he still couldn’t adjust. Should he just give up and be the friendly pet? What about Niki? They had been chatting online for a month and there seemed to be a connection. A theater student at the University of Wisconsin, Niki was putting herself through college as a waitress. She wasn’t a brainiac and they had a lot in common. He hadn’t told Sigrún or Niki about each other, but he wasn’t asking to date Niki yet either even though she seemed interested. How would Niki react? What about Sigrún? Fortunately they were in different states. Maybe he should tell Sigrún and get this off his chest.

Sigrún blew a layer of dust from the top of the box. Inside was the cheerleading outfit and her tutu. The shoes were probably in some other box. She only was a cheerleader in her Junior year. It was taking too much time and two of the girls gave her grief about her height. dancing was another thing. She started at eight. Her mother saw her as a ballerina and she saw it too .. at least until those disterous auditions at NYU and Juilliard. Juilliard - what was she thinking! But seeing the old tutu made her want to dance.

She found herself going through the five positions. There was some open space in the basement .. she checked two more boxes and found the fancy laceup shoes from the audition piece. She unfolded the tutu, stripped out of her clothes and donned the little pink dress. It fit perfectly. The shoes were a little tight, but her legs were in better shape now. Responding to the music in her mind the tall thin young woman flowed across the floor almost without effort. A tiny bit rough, but only an expert would notice.

Wait! how long had she been here? Unless he found a cord to climb to the floor, he was probably still there. She ran up the stairs.

“Adam! I’m so sorry! I was looking for another outfit and got carried away.”

“I figured something like that. We should put rope ladders on the tables in this place one of these days…”

“I know. First thing when we get back. Remind me, ok?”

“What’s that?”

“I didn’t tell you I was a dancer”

“It’s a little depressing Sigi - you seem to be able to do anything..”

“I’m not that good and I’m rusty, but wanna see some?”

“I guess so… ”

She positioned herself about a body length and half - half a football field - in front of him “I had still do some dancing… watch this…” The five positions again and then she moved as well as she could in the small room. She bumped into an end table causing it to crash onto the floor. “oops…” She put it back up and walked over to her tiny audience.

“That’s amazing Sigs.. except when you took out the table.”

“Wanna know a secret?”

“sure”

“This one’s a little painful… ’mind if we get closer so we can see each other?”

“go ahead big girl”

She didn’t like those words, but no matter.. Her left thumb and index finger gentle took and lifted him to the palm of her right hand. “Hold on” In a slow and careful motion she raised her palm and Adam in front of her face.

“How’s that?”

“Close, but I can see your face all at once.

“Maybe this is the best. if I squint just a bit I can make out your expressions. That’s super important!”

“You look a little silly like that… biting your tongue..”

“Just concentrating I guess. I like your face a lot. Your body’s pretty sweet too .. thanks for taking off your shirt before”

“I like your face too… so what’s your big secret?”

“I thought I was a good dancer, but I wasn’t. I wanted to be a dancer and auditioned at five schools - places like Juilliard. The problem was I sucked. All those years and I wasn’t really that good. Mom was devastated. I told myself that it was just that I was too tall. Principal dancers are usually really short. But that was just an excuse. If you’re good enough they’ll admit you.”

“But look at you now… you’re a scientist. You’re the smartest person I know.”

“I used to think I was smart. Undergrad was almost easy for me, but it’s just simple problem solving. In grad school you get into the real thing and it’s a completely different. A lot of the other students were better than me and some of the real researchers are amazing. I got better, but you figure out there are a lot of smart people and there are different kinds of smart.”

“That makes me feel a little better Sigs … I mean hearing that you failed at something humanized you. You just seem so good at everything. I keep wondering why you put up with me. I mean I could be in a cage in some lab.”

“That’s exactly how we ended up together remember? I was going to keep you out of the lab. After awhile we became friends… and look at us now. OK .. you tell me a secret.”

He thought about it as he looked into those enormous eyes. Maybe this was the time to talk about his doubts and get them on the table. He had thought about it over and over for two weeks now. He had to do it at some point.

“I don’t know if you’ll like this or not Sigs…”

“Try me..”

“I really don’t know where I stand. Sometimes I feel like I’m just a pet. The helpless little pet who keeps getting more helpless. I’m worried that I’m keeping you from a real relation with someone your size.”

God, she thought.. he was having the same thought. “You mean where we are couple-wise?” There, she had said it.

She finally said it. “I can’t do anything physical with you. You keep saying it’d be too dangerous. I really don’t know if we’re more than just friends..”

That stung, but there was some truth in it. “We can figure it out. I love it when you play with my nipples.. and…”

“I don’t want to keep you from someone who’s suited for you…”

“But I really like you… we can experiment. I think it can be safe..”

He felt a wave of relief. She seem interested. He could feel that in a light trembling under his feet. Now was not the time to bring up Niki or was it?

“There’s one other thing I should tell you.” Now she looked very concerned.. he went on.. “I’ve been talking online with another girl. She lives in Wisconsin, but we’re just online friends.”

“Does she know?”

“That i’m tiny … no.”

Now her concern changed to a bit of depression… he felt her sigh..

“I’ve got an idea. An experiment. Gulliver’s Travels.”

“When he was with the Lilliputians?”

“Yeah . that part where he’s tied down…”

“I see where you’re going.. I think…”

“I’ve seen ankle straps with a bar that hold ‘em apart.. it would keep your legs in one position”

“and I could probably find something that would help hold me in one place … I like where this is going”

“I wouldn’t go inside or anything, but..”

“we’ve gotta try it Adam.. as soon as we get back. And maybe we can keep thinking on the trip”

“Yeah .. when you see Haley maybe you’ll get my perspective and get some ideas too”

She had almost forgotten about the trip. “I was looking through my old clothes. Some are teenager slutty and there are a few nice dresses. What would you like?”

“If you have baggage space why not several and we’ll experiment. Try bringing some I can climb.”

“That’s not how I normally think about clothes, but I get your drift.”

“There is one positive about this you know..”

“What’s that?”

“You’re getting better at holding your hand still and it’s so big now that I don’t think I’m going to fall off.. Let’s go closer.. I want to try and kiss you on your lips.”

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She opened another old box. Mostly trashy things someone in their teens or twenties might buy for a Halloween party . the stewardess, secretary, micro-bikinis, … All of them would probably fit, but they’re probably wall wrong given how this was going. Something else was not going on between them. She was the caretaker and they have become close friends. He didn’t have any friends .. that is other than a few online who didn’t know about his size. Was she just assuming they were a couple? There were regular guys she was attracted to - guys who may be better suited in addition to being able to be physical.

It had been about a half hour since she went off to change. He called out a few times, but she was probably in the basement and couldn’t hear. He was too dependent on her. What if something bad happened? He’d probably have to call someone where she worked and have to be rescued, but what then? She was funny, smart. caring and vey pretty. Not exactly his type, but before this happened he would have thought ‘she’s cute, but too bad she’s tall enough to play basketball’. In addition to her height he’d intimidated by her education - undergrad at Stanford and Ph.D. from Columbia.

She was still pretty and there had to be real guys looking at her. Could he even be considered a guy now or was he a just little pet? A very fragile little pet that had to be protected from spiders and bugs. The last size change made a huge difference in how he saw her and he still couldn’t adjust. Should he just give up and be the friendly pet? What about Niki? They had been chatting online for a month and there seemed to be a connection. A theater student at the University of Wisconsin, Niki was putting herself through college as a waitress. She wasn’t a brainiac and they had a lot in common. He hadn’t told Sigrún or Niki about each other, but he wasn’t asking to date Niki yet either even though she seemed interested. How would Niki react? What about Sigrún? Fortunately they were in different states. Maybe he should tell Sigrún and get this off his chest.

Sigrún blew a layer of dust from the top of the box. Inside was the cheerleading outfit and her tutu. The shoes were probably in some other box. She only was a cheerleader in her Junior year. It was taking too much time and two of the girls gave her grief about her height. dancing was another thing. She started at eight. Her mother saw her as a ballerina and she saw it too .. at least until those disterous auditions at NYU and Juilliard. Juilliard - what was she thinking! But seeing the old tutu made her want to dance.

She found herself going through the five positions. There was some open space in the basement .. she checked two more boxes and found the fancy laceup shoes from the audition piece. She unfolded the tutu, stripped out of her clothes and donned the little pink dress. It fit perfectly. The shoes were a little tight, but her legs were in better shape now. Responding to the music in her mind the tall thin young woman flowed across the floor almost without effort. A tiny bit rough, but only an expert would notice.

Wait! how long had she been here? Unless he found a cord to climb to the floor, he was probably still there. She ran up the stairs.

“Adam! I’m so sorry! I was looking for another outfit and got carried away.”

“I figured something like that. We should put rope ladders on the tables in this place one of these days…”

“I know. First thing when we get back. Remind me, ok?”

“What’s that?”

“I didn’t tell you I was a dancer”

“It’s a little depressing Sigi - you seem to be able to do anything..”

“I’m not that good and I’m rusty, but wanna see some?”

“I guess so… ”

She positioned herself about a body length and half - half a football field - in front of him “I had still do some dancing… watch this…” The five positions again and then she moved as well as she could in the small room. She bumped into an end table causing it to crash onto the floor. “oops…” She put it back up and walked over to her tiny audience.

“That’s amazing Sigs.. except when you took out the table.”

“Wanna know a secret?”

“sure”

“This one’s a little painful… ’mind if we get closer so we can see each other?”

“go ahead big girl”

She didn’t like those words, but no matter.. Her left thumb and index finger gentle took and lifted him to the palm of her right hand. “Hold on” In a slow and careful motion she raised her palm and Adam in front of her face.

“How’s that?”

“Close, but I can see your face all at once.

“Maybe this is the best. if I squint just a bit I can make out your expressions. That’s super important!”

“You look a little silly like that… biting your tongue..”

“Just concentrating I guess. I like your face a lot. Your body’s pretty sweet too .. thanks for taking off your shirt before”

“I like your face too… so what’s your big secret?”

“I thought I was a good dancer, but I wasn’t. I wanted to be a dancer and auditioned at five schools - places like Juilliard. The problem was I sucked. All those years and I wasn’t really that good. Mom was devastated. I told myself that it was just that I was too tall. Principal dancers are usually really short. But that was just an excuse. If you’re good enough they’ll admit you.”

“But look at you now… you’re a scientist. You’re the smartest person I know.”

“I used to think I was smart. Undergrad was almost easy for me, but it’s just simple problem solving. In grad school you get into the real thing and it’s a completely different. A lot of the other students were better than me and some of the real researchers are amazing. I got better, but you figure out there are a lot of smart people and there are different kinds of smart.”

“That makes me feel a little better Sigs … I mean hearing that you failed at something humanized you. You just seem so good at everything. I keep wondering why you put up with me. I mean I could be in a cage in some lab.”

“That’s exactly how we ended up together remember? I was going to keep you out of the lab. After awhile we became friends… and look at us now. OK .. you tell me a secret.”

He thought about it as he looked into those enormous eyes. Maybe this was the time to talk about his doubts and get them on the table. He had thought about it over and over for two weeks now. He had to do it at some point.

“I don’t know if you’ll like this or not Sigs…”

“Try me..”

“I really don’t know where I stand. Sometimes I feel like I’m just a pet. The helpless little pet who keeps getting more helpless. I’m worried that I’m keeping you from a real relation with someone your size.”

God, she thought.. he was having the same thought. “You mean where we are couple-wise?” There, she had said it.

She finally said it. “I can’t do anything physical with you. You keep saying it’d be too dangerous. I really don’t know if we’re more than just friends..”

That stung, but there was some truth in it. “We can figure it out. I love it when you play with my nipples.. and…”

“I don’t want to keep you from someone who’s suited for you…”

“But I really like you… we can experiment. I think it can be safe..”

He felt a wave of relief. She seem interested. He could feel that in a light trembling under his feet. Now was not the time to bring up Niki or was it?

“There’s one other thing I should tell you.” Now she looked very concerned.. he went on.. “I’ve been talking online with another girl. She lives in Wisconsin, but we’re just online friends.”

“Does she know?”

“That i’m tiny … no.”

Now her concern changed to a bit of depression… he felt her sigh..

“I’ve got an idea. An experiment. Gulliver’s Travels.”

“When he was with the Lilliputians?”

“Yeah . that part where he’s tied down…”

“I see where you’re going.. I think…”

“I’ve seen ankle straps with a bar that hold ‘em apart.. it would keep your legs in one position”

“and I could probably find something that would help hold me in one place … I like where this is going”

“I wouldn’t go inside or anything, but..”

“we’ve gotta try it Adam.. as soon as we get back. And maybe we can keep thinking on the trip”

“Yeah .. when you see Haley maybe you’ll get my perspective and get some ideas too”

She had almost forgotten about the trip. “I was looking through my old clothes. Some are teenager slutty and there are a few nice dresses. What would you like?”

“If you have baggage space why not several and we’ll experiment. Try bringing some I can climb.”

“That’s not how I normally think about clothes, but I get your drift.”

“There is one positive about this you know..”

“What’s that?”

“You’re getting better at holding your hand still and it’s so big now that I don’t think I’m going to fall off.. Let’s go closer.. I want to try and kiss you on your lips.”