The Antidote - Pt. 3

Chapter Specific Tags: FF/m, public humiliation, slow shrink, romantic humiliation, abuse gas-lighting


3.

Jenna sauntered toward Shawn’s apartment, unwilling to bend herself far enough to offer him her hand.  She merely walked, jingling his keys to lure him on, glancing over her shoulder occasionally to see that he followed.  Shawn ran after her, little legs pumping, cock still half hard even with the physical exertion.  The way it flopped against his teensy thighs—so deliciously undignified.  It was just lucky for him this space was relatively private, with high fences all around and only a single buzzing street lamp.  If ANYONE could see him like this….

The outer door to Shawn’s two-flat banged open, and a woman emerged.  “Oh!  H-hello there!”  She looked startled to see them, clearly not expecting to run into anyone else.  She was extremely tall, heavily built, and dressed for a night on the town.  The woman smiled in an affable way, preparing some pleasantry appropriate for strangers meeting in the night.  Then she flinched in surprise.  Jenna looked down to see the flash of a pale little body, heard the rapid running of feet.  Then tiny Shawn threw himself against her thigh.  He tried to use Jenna’s body to protect himself as best he could from this new intruder. 

Jenna fought down an irrational wave of possessiveness, forced herself to smile up at the woman.  “Well hello there, good evening.  I’m Jenna!  You must be Allison, right?  Shawn’s downstairs neighbor?  He’s told me just SO much about you!”

Allison turned, eyebrows tented in confusion at the conflicting stimuli.  She looked from Jenna—smiling and friendly—to frightened little Shawn.  He wasn’t quite small enough, yet, to hide himself completely.  But at least seemed able to keep his giant neighbor from seeing his more private areas. 

Jenna was ALSO pretty sure this was making him shrink again.  She felt her smile grow more genuine.

“It’s, um, nice to meet you?” Allison managed.  “Hey.  I’m sorry if this is a weird question.  Is that…no.  That’s impossible.  That’s not SHAWN, is it?” 

The much larger woman took three long strides, walking in a big circle around toward Jenna’s back.  Jenna didn’t try to stop her—just grinned, and let Allison break Shawn’s cover.  The shrinking man trembled, still hiding his face, even as the back half of him was utterly exposed to Allison’s prying eyes. 

Jenna smirked, twirling a lock of her hair girlishly.  “It IS Shawn, as a matter of fact.  Or, what’s left of him, anyway.  He’s been shrinking.  For about an hour now, I think.  Apparently this happens to him whenever he gets turned on.”

“Jenna!” Shawn squeaked in protest.  “You weren’t supposed to tell anyone.”

She rolled her eyes, and glanced down at him.  “Shawn, you aren’t allowed to talk right now.  Remember?  You do NOT want to make me mad again.  Do you?”

Forehead pressed to her thigh, he shook his head.

“Good boy.”  Jenna smirked, and turned her attention back to Allison.  “Sorry you had to see that.  Long story.  He’s pretty pathetic like this though, isn’t he?”

Allison gave a nervous laugh.  “I guess so.  He’s… shrinking, you said?  Like, really really?  Sorry.  That’s a stupid question.  I’m not exactly sure what to say.  It’s weird.”  She laughed again, a bit easier this time.  “But it’s, you know, kind of neat too.  Not every day you see your downstairs neighbor, half-sized.  And naked.”  She paused, cocking her head.  “Wait, back up a second.  Did you say Shawn TALKED to you about me?”

“Oh yes!  It was… our second date, wasn’t it sweetie?  Truth or dare, at my apartment.  I asked him about secret crushes, unrequited loves….”

“Jenna no, please!” Shawn cried, from far below.  “That was PRIVATE, you said….”

“No.  Talking.”  Jenna coughed politely.  “As I was saying.  He started gushing about an absolutely GORGEOUS girl who lives in the apartment beneath his.  Tall, athletic.  ‘Amazonian,’ that was the word you used, wasn’t it, Shawnie-poo?”

He shook his head hard, digging his tiny hands into her.  He was almost too small to wrap his arms around her enormous thigh, had to shift his grip lower on her body as he shrank.

“He’s got a thing for bigger women, you know.  Ironic, isn’t it?  I got him a little drunk, and the details just started POURING out.  How much he loves how tall you are… your big, muscular arms.  He’s absolutely reverent, about your height, by the way.  You should hear the way he says the numbers.  ‘She’s six three, oh my God!’  I even got him to confess how often he touches himself while thinking about you.”

Allison was blushing.  The larger woman bent, bringing herself closer to Shawn’s level.  “Did you really say all that?” she asked, her voice very soft.

“No!” Shawn squeaked.  “Well, I mean, yes I said it but… but I was lying!  I just thought she would think it was sexy.  We were fooling around, and I… God.  Jenna, just get me the antidote so I can be normal.  We can have this conversation like adults, and I’ll….” 

“Somebody is REALLY bad at remembering the rules.” Jenna laughed derisively, and suddenly jerked her thigh away.  Shawn’s body jerked along with it, his little hands unable to keep their grip.  He stumbled forward, took two off-balance steps, and fell at the feet of the two much larger women.

Jenna found this hilarious.  She laughed hard, putting her hands on her knees.  She loomed, her face directly above his prone little body.  “Now now, Shawn, get up,” she said, wiping her eye.  “It’s chivalrous and all, kneeling in front of your lady-love like this.  But you haven’t even asked her out yet!”

“What are you TALKING about?” he spat into the dirt, visibly dwindling at this treatment.  Shawn struggled up to his hands and knees, tried shakily to stand.  Allison watched the proceedings curiously, saying nothing.  Jenna briefly considered pushing him back into the dirt with the tip of her heel, but decided that would be just a bit too far. 

Shawn managed at last to stand between the two of them.  Jenna was almost proud of his hopeless attempt at dignity.  Hands at his side, back straight, maintaining defiant eye contact with her.  Even as he shrank beneath two and a half feet tall.  He didn’t even try to cover himself, anymore.  That was good.

“Now, Shawn.  You’ve got nothing to worry about.  I’m going to get you your antidote.  In a minute.  But first, as your designated caretaker and protector for tonight, I’m going to do you a very, VERY big favor.”  Jenna put her hand on his tiny shoulder, a gesture of affectionate presentation.  “I know you’ve been wanting to ask Allison out.  Isn’t that right?”

Shawn shook his head, and lost another inch.  Allison gasped, taking a half-step back, her expression scandalized.

“Don’t lie, sweetie.  You’re allowed to speak, this time.”  She chuckled playfully.  “I’m going to punish you for all the times you broke that rule.  But later.”

Shawn’s expression of determination broke just the tiniest bit, as he shrank. “Jenna, this isn’t fair.”

“You’re wasting time, sweetie.  And inches too, for that matter.  Go on.  Your big friend is right there.  And she’s extra special big for you right now, which I KNOW you love.”  Her eyes narrowed.  “Ask her out Shawn.  NOW.”

“But, I’m with YOU!” he cried, staring up at her desperately, hands imploring.

“Oh, don’t worry.  I’m not the jealous type.”

A spark of rage bloomed in Shawn’s teensy little eye.  He opened his mouth to argue. 

Jenna decided she was having none of it.  “We’re going to have to negotiate some things after tonight, Shawn.  The way YOU’RE acting, I think you can practice being single for now.” 

She watched the effect of her words on him, smiled as the hope drained away.  Jenna snapped her finger, and pointed to a horrified Allison, made a ‘go-on,’ gesture.

Shawn swallowed, cleared his throat.  He took a tiny step toward his giantess neighbor, not even a third her height anymore as he tried to work himself up.  It was absolutely adorable.  “Allison, I mean.  Sorry this is awkward but… I really do like you.  I have for a long time.  I do love how tall you are, and um.  Other… things.  If you ever, you know, wanted to get coffee, sometime….”  He trailed off into silence, pale, staring at his feet as he shrank.

Allison’s lips pursed.  “Shawn.  I think you’re really sweet.” 

He looked up, suddenly smiling, eyes bright.

“But….  Well, I’m just glad that if you HAD to ask, you waited until now.  Because under the circumstances it’s a lot easier to say this to you: I’m REALLY not into shorter men.  It’s a huge turn-off.”

Shawn cringed.

“I mean,” she went on quickly.  “I know you’re REALLY short now.  Like obviously.  It’s a super not attractive look on you by the way.  But, even before….”  She looked to Jenna, making a ‘back-me-up’ gesture.  “What is he normally, like five nine?  Definitely on the small side for a man, anyway.”

“Five eight,” Jenna said indifferently.  “At this point, I don’t think it’s fair though.  To compare him to a ‘man.’”

Both women laughed.  Jenna’s was dark and gusty.  Allison’s, carrying the release of tension.  “Yes!  Exactly!  It was SO much easier to turn him down than when most men ask me out just now.  I couldn’t put my finger on it, but that’s it.  He’s like… I don’t know?  He doesn’t read as a ‘man’ right now, exactly.  Hm.  Is there a good word for it?”

“I’m not sure,” Jenna said, tossing her hair.  “Well, sorry I put you through that.  If it makes you feel any better, he absolutely deserved it.  Being shot down is mild compared to what he deserves.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah.”  Jenna pointed an accusing finger down at him.  “Earlier, when he first started shrinking?  When I was being kind, understanding, just trying to help him?  He pushed me.  As hard as he could.”

“You don’t say.”  Allison gave the tiny man a dark look.

Shawn’s face filled with pure animal panic.  “No—that isn’t… wasn’t how it happened, I….”

“In any case,” Jenna interrupted.  “I’m about to take my little ‘man’ upstairs, and see about giving him his antidote.  That isn’t something you see every day, is it?  Don’t suppose you’d like to come along and help?  It’ll be… an educational experience.  And we can talk about what to call him.”

Shawn was staring at the floor, shoulders slumped.  “I really don’t want to be around either of you right now, if that’s okay.  Just.  Get me and the antidote… and….”

“It’s tempting,” Allison said, speaking over him.  “I’m on my way out, though.  I have plans.”  She reached into the canvas bag at her shoulder, pulled out a bottle of wine, gave it a gentle, demonstrative shake.  “I’m supposed to meet him in ten minutes.”

“Ooo, meet HIM?” Jenna grabbed Shawn by the arm as he tried to walk toward the apartment alone.  She pulled him tight against her leg like an unruly child.  “Is it a date?  You excited?”

Allison seemed to consider this.  “It’s a date, yes.  Technically.  Some friends from the office set us up.  We’ve been texting, but….”  She shrugged.  “I don’t know that ‘excited’ is the right word.  You ever go out with a man just because you were, you know, bored?  Or low on options?”

“OH yes.”

“Plus like, my friends told me he was supposed to be tall?  I asked him about it.  He’s only six foot one.”  Allison shook her head.  “Definitely too short for me.”

“Well.  Okay.  Other options.  Let me put it to you THIS way.”  Jenna’s voice dropped into a lower register.  “You aren’t into shorter men.  How do you feel about… shorter women?”

Allison’s eyebrows shot up.  “I… wow.”  She glanced, incredibly briefly down at Shawn, as he dwindled in a tiny pulse.  But then she returned her full attention to Jenna.  “This is the strangest way anyone has ever tried to pick me up.”

“I’m not hearing a ‘no,’” Jenna sang, playfully.  “Like I said.  I think it’s a good night to practice being single.”

The taller woman thought about it.  She smiled.  “Yeah….  Yeah you know what?  Sounds like fun.”

Jenna grinned.  She gave Shawn a tug, twisting his arm until he was forced to stare up at her.  “And that, Shorty, is how you ask a woman out.”

He groaned.  “Please, just, give me the antidote?  Then if you have to do this, you can go to Allison’s place, or just… ANYWHERE else but my apartment.”

She gave her little boyfriend an angelic smile.  “No, Shawnie.  I told you, I’m not leaving your side until this is over.  Until you are.  Fully.  Recovered.  So if Allison and I are going to get to know each other tonight, you’re GOING to be there for it.  Who knows?  You might learn something.  Now, come on.  If you’re good from now on, I’ll give you the antidote.”

Jenna released him suddenly, reached out toward her new date.  She took Allison’s giant hand in hers. The woman’s hand easily enveloped her own.  When she squeezed, for the first time that evening, Jenna actually felt SMALL.  God, her head didn’t even reach Allison’s big, muscular shoulder.  No wonder Shawn got hard just thinking about her.

Hand in hand, the two women headed toward the apartment.  Head hung low, Shawn followed behind.