Size Worries Part 2

Size Worries Part 2

Cathy stretched her arms as the sun's light filled her bedroom. "Ahh, what a wonderful day." She rubbed her blue eyes and threw her pale legs over the side of her bed, the ruby red covers falling onto the floor. "I can't wait to get started. There is so much to do." She jumped to her feet as she pushed her long dark hair to the side. "Time to start my new business venture."

She walked into the next room and picked up the bottle of size-altering juice she had swiped from her job at the Fredricks Fancy company, raising the small container to her lips and kissing it. "Oh, how I love you." She set the bottle back down. "But for now, I don't need you. Maybe later. We will have to see after my first round of testing goes." She laughed. "Hopefully, this new doll-selling venture can pay off. I am glad I saved all of my toys and such from when I was a kid because now, I am going to make a killing."

"Hey, can you let us out? I know you can hear us, Cathy."

She raised an eyebrow and turned her head. "Quiet. You little pests tried to keep me up all night."

Andrew raised his voice. "I won't keep quiet until you return us to our regular size.

I have things to do already. I can't just sit around in some random lady's house because she was upset that I was slightly taller than her."

Cathy narrowed her eyes and walked over to her dresser, where she had Andrew and Quin tied up next to her mirror. "I don't need to wrap something around that annoying mouth of yours, do I, Andrew?"

Quin shook her head. "Will you stop making things worse? She said she would restore our height if we stopped antagonizing her."

Andrew narrowed his eyes and looked Cathy in the eyes.

"I am not going to take this from some weird lady who is so obsessed with size that she has to shrink everyone. You hear me."

Cathy unwrapped the two of them so she could pick Andrew up. "I have had it with your mouth. I think after I get dressed, you will be the first I take down to the store."

Andrew's green eyes widened. "Store? Why would we be going to the store?"

Cathy grabbed her purse and set it down on his legs. "You will see." She threw her night shirt onto the floor. "I am starting a new business, and you are going to help me." She threw on a shiny blue blouse.

Andrew laughed. "Hey, aren't you going to put on a bra?"

Cathy slammed her hand down, almost hitting him in the head. "I don't wear one, you perv." She shook her head. "The sooner I get rid of you, the better. Ugh." Next time I will have to remember not to shrink them so small. Some of them can't be trusted not to gander where they are not welcome."

"Hey, I can't help it if you are so huge that I can't help but stare into the sun."

He shut his mouth as Cathy glared at him. "At least the others know when to stop talking." She slid her black slacks up. "But maybe that mouth of yours can help me." She walked over and picked him up. "So, let's go."

"Hey, put me down."

"Ok." She dropped him into her purse. "There you go. Just stay out of my valuables, and you can stay in there. Hopefully, I won't have to move you to my pocket."

He maneuvered so she could see him. "Oh, joy. Why would I want to be tightly pressed against your body? I think I will stay in here."

She zipped her purse shut. "Good choice. That means I don't have to listen to you anymore." Cathy walked out of her bedroom and towards the stairwell. "I just need to check on the others I shrunk before I head out the door. Make sure the little devils didn't escape or something in the night." She stopped just before the stairwell. "Oh wait, I might as well grab that shrinking formal I swiped from my boss." She turned around. "Who knows when I might need it again."

As she dashed back into her bedroom to grab the vial with the shrinking liquid, she noticed that Quin was gone. "Huh?" Cathy walked over to the dresser. "Oh, Quin. Come out wherever you are." Cathy slid the bottle into her pocket and fell onto the floor. "Come on out.

We don't want you to get hurt, now do we?"

She noticed a sudden burst of movement at the edge of her bed. "There you are." Cathy twisted around and pounced, landing on the tiny figure. "Thought you could get away?"

Quin squirmed in Cathy's hands. "Hey, come on."

"I can't let you tell people that I have gone on a shrinking spree. Not yet at least." She picked Quin up by the legs. "Now, to put you somewhere where you won't' cause any trouble while I am out and about."

Quin trashed about as Cathy carried her over to the dresser again. "You can't just tie me up again. I will get out and tell the world when you leave with Andrew on your little trip."

Cathy pulled her panty drawer open. "Here you go." She dropped Quin inside. "You can enjoy yourself in there since you want to be a troublemaker too." She laughed. "While I would like for the world to know that I plan on shrinking them. It is a tad early, don't you think?"

"Hey, you can't. . ." Cathy slid the drawer shut and wiped her hands. "Ok, off to the store. I will deal with these kids later. In the meantime, I have to focus on trying to see if I can sell one of them as a doll. And I have to hurry." She rushed down the stairs and towards the front door. "I have no idea how long this formula I swiped from Fredricks Fancy will last."

***

Quin pounded on the side of the drawer. "Cathy! Come back. Let me out of here." She sighed and sat down on one of Cathy's pink panties. "This isn't good. What am I going to do?" She looked up at the small crack of light above her. "If only I could slip out through there. Ugh." She kicked a tiny speck of dust. "Too bad I am not that small."

Quin held her hand over her stomach. "Whoh, I feel weird all of a sudden. Ugh." She laid back and took a deep breath. "I hope I am not getting sick. Maybe this being only a few inches tall thing is getting to me." Quin moaned. "Ugh, what is going on?"

She looked up as the top of the drawer came closer to her little head. "I think I have gone completely nuts." Quin turned over and groaned. "I now think that this little panty box is trying to crush me." She winced as her head and feet pressed against the wooden sides of the box. "Oww. What the hell?" She tried to push herself up, only for her back to immediately hit the top of the drawer. "God!" Quin fell back onto her chest, the tiny doll dress that Cathy had slipped on her during the night starting to rip apart.

"I am finally starting to grow again." She curled up into a ball as the sides of the drawer pushed in on her. "But my damn body couldn't have found a better time to return to its normal size now, couldn't it?" The dresser moaned as her body began to outgrow the confines of her little box. "A much better time."

***

Cathy tapped the side of her purse as she walked down the street. "What a wonderful day."

"Hello, Cathy. What are you doing out of work?"

She smiled and waved. "Hello, Ms. Everson. I am taking a vacation day. Heading down to the toy store at the end of the block."

She smiled. "Oh? Well, they have the nicest new selection of dolls. You will love them." She pulled out an antique porcelain doll from her purse. "Isn't she lovely?"

Cathy nodded her head. "Yes."

Ms. Everson booped the small doll on the head. "Oh, how I love dolls. Did you know I once had the most life like Alice in Wonderland doll? The little dear could walk and talk?"

Cathy nodded her head as she walked down the sidewalk. "How fascinating. Now I have to get going. You know business calls." She took a deep breath and hurried down the street. "That lady creeps me out. She is a tad too attached to her dolls. Now she thinks they came to life?" Cathy stopped for a moment. "Though I do wonder how much money someone like her would pay for the new dolls I am trying to make. . ." She shook her head. "Nope. I will sell to anyone but her."

A few moments later, she spotted the sign she was looking for. Tal's Toy Emporium, Now with Video Games. Cathy laughed as she walked towards the open glass doors. "Why do they need the add-on for their store name. It's weird."

"I will give you weird. Let me out of here."

She slammed the side of her purse. "Quiet." She shook her head. "I should have thought of how to manage your mouth before I came here."

As she entered the store, a young man in a blue uniform gave Cathy a strange look. "Umm, can I help you miss?"

Cathy's pale cheeks turned red. "Oh, I am sorry. Was I muttering to myself?"

He nodded his head. "Yes. Is your mouth really a problem that you talk to yourself?"

She laughed. "Yes. I am just a yapper yapper." She sighed. "Umm, I am here to see if I can sell some toys in your store."

He scratched at his bald head. "Umm, I am not sure. Let me get my manager." He turned around. "Just what I need. Some crazy lady to come in and make what could have been an easy day annoying." He raised his voice. "Hey, Marcus. Where are you?"

Cathy rubbed the bridge of her nose. "That could have been much worse."

Andrew's voice drifted from inside her purse. "Don't you dare try and sell me?

I am not a toy, you hear me. When I get my size back, I will have you fired."

She laughed. "Ya right. Like I have anything to worry about from you." She pulled out the vial she swiped from Fredricks Fancy. "Not with this little baby." She narrowed her eyes at the description. "Size altering liquid. Work in. . ." She scratched at her brow. "Hey, where is the rest of this info? Who scratched it out?"

"Are you the lady who came here to sell us some toys?" Cathy slid the bottle into her pocket. Then a tall man in a suit with broad shoulders walked up to her. She gulped as she looked up at him. Shesh, he must be one, no two feet taller than me. This won't do.

The man narrowed his brown eyes. "Well? Are you?"

Cathy nodded her head. "Yes, I am."

He crossed his arms. "Well, I will be blunt. We have a policy of working with established toy companies."

She stamped her foot onto the ground. "Oh, come on. You are the only store in town, and I just have to sell my products."

He held up his hand. "I wasn't finished, and you will do well to let me finish." She gulped. "However, we do let," He waved at her. "Unknown artists get a chance to audition their products and earn their place on our precious shelves." A faint smile appeared on his face as he turned around. "So that our community may grow and prosper."

Cathy held in her laughter. "Of course. Anything for the benefit of the toy community."

He turned around, his expression dark once more. "It is for our entire community. These toys bring happiness and joy to the young and old alike." He snorted, the whiskers on his mustache seemingly waving from his own breath. "So, what is it that you have to offer?"

"I umm. . ."

He held up his gnarled hand. "Not here." He pointed to the back of the store. "There.

You will show me there. And either you will blow me away, or I will cast you out." He turned his head. "Norvil. Watch the store while I test this young lady."

The young bald-headed man sighed. "Of course, sir." He looked at Cathy. "Thanks a lot for making me get my manager."

"What?"

He lowered his voice. "You see how he is. The less I have to deal with him, the better." He walked towards the front of the store and grunted. "Now I have to actually do work. God!"

Cathy scratched at the back of her head as she weaved her way to the back of the store. "These people are weird."

Andrew's voice drifted up from her purse. "You have a lot of nerve to call other people weird. Now let me out of here." She used her elbow to hit the sides of the purse.

"Oops. My bad." Cathy pushed the employee-only door open and walked into the back room. "Were you trying to say something in there? I could have sworn. It must not be important."

She noticed a small stage with a lone chair in front of it. "Hmm, it looks like this is where that behemoth of a man wants me to show off my little guy for him." She looked at her purse. "I can only hope Andrew will keep quiet long enough or say the right things." Cathy laughed. "Maybe I can convince that man I have made the world's best talking doll line."

She unzipped her purse. "Ok, Andrew." She fished around and grabbed him. "It's time to help me win big." Cathy pulled him out by the leg and set him down on the small stage.

"Why? So, you can sell me? This is getting weird."

"You can bring joy to so many kids. Think about it. Just act like a barbie or ken doll. Ok."

"What! For the last time."

The door swung open as the manager walked in. "Ok, I am ready to be amazed; my socks knocked off. Show me what you got, kid." He pulled the chair forward and sat down.

Cathy sighed and stepped to the side. "Well, I have made the most life-like doll line you will ever see." The man tugged at his beard as he looked at Andrew. "They walk, talk, and are so life-like you would swear they are human."

He crossed his arms. "That thing looks like generic junk you found on the street and slid some random whore doll clothing on."

Cathy turned around to see Andrew lying limp on the ground. "Oh, just wait a minute. He is a bit shy." She picked him up by the arms and whispered, "Where is that effing little mouth of yours? Do something, anything." Andrew didn't respond, his head falling to one side almost as if he wasn't even alive. "I said do something."

"Ok, that is enough. Step aside."

"But!"

"I said step aside." Cathy sighed and did as she was told.

Marcus sighed and walked forward. "I didn't get to run this store by chance. I got to run this store because I love my job. And because I love seeing new talent. What you have shown me today is absurd." He grabbed Andrew. "You think to pass this off as a toy? This reject?" Marcus hit Andrew in the head. "Why there is no life in this. What kid would want this?" He hit Andrew again; this time, Andrew blinked and shook his head from the blow.

"Please, for the love of God, stop hitting me. I can't take it."

Marcus looked down at the tiny figure in his hand. "Did. . . this thing just talk?"

Andrew narrowed his eyes. "Yes." He pushed on the sides of Marcus's fat, dark fingers. "And I would love it if you let me go."

Marcus held Andrew up in front of his face. "Remarkable. A doll that can think for itself. I have never seen anything like it."

"You have got to be kidding me. I am not a doll. What makes you think I could even be one?"

Marcus ignored Andrew and turned back towards Cathy. "My apologies. If I had only known sooner, but this marvelous little toy of yours seemed to be playing a prank on me."

Cathy narrowed her eyes. "He does that. But I promise you they are not all like that."

"There are more?"

Cathy smiled. "Yes, I have a few more back at my house. I wanted to see how this went before I brought them all down here."

Marcus smiled. "Well, I can say if they are all as wonderful as this little fella here."

He gripped Andrew by the cheek. "You will be able to have a wonderful business venture here."

"Perfect."

"If you wait right here, I can get everything ready for you. It should only take fifteen minutes or so to get the paperwork." He walked to the door. "Oh, I can't wait for this. I have never seen anything like this, and I just. . ." He jumped for joy. "I love this job." He dashed out the door.

Cathy looked down at Andrew and smiled. "Well looks like this is going better than I thought. I picked the perfect test subject."

Andrew snorted. "There is no way you will be selling me like a doll for kids."

Cathy turned around. "It's too late for that." Andrew fell to his knees and groaned. "The deal is about to be struck, and there is nothing you can do about it." She turned back around. "What are you doing?"

"My chest. Ugh. It feels like it is on fire. Gawh."

Cathy raised an eyebrow. "Oh, come now. Stop your acting. I don't need you trying to ruin my big business deal here."

He held up his hand. "I am not acting. My chest. It feels like something is pressing against it from the inside out."

"That is absurd. If you don't. . ." Cathy's eyes went wide as Andrew began to grow, the tiny doll clothes she had given him tightening onto his little body. "Umm."

"Holy crap. I am increasing in size. Finally, this nightmare is going to be over with."

Cathy shook her head. "I need to stop this, and I need to act now." She turned her head back and forth as Andrew quickly grew before her eyes. "But what do I do?" Her hands fell into her pocket and onto the bottle she had swiped from Fredricks Fancy to shrink everyone. "Perfect."

Andrew, who was now a foot and a half tall, looked at her. "The tables are turning. I will not be sold."

She pulled out the small bottle from her pocket. "Think again. I have this." She unscrewed the cap. "I will have you back to your cute little size here in just a moment."

Andrew kicked her in the knees just as she got the cap off the bottle. "I don't think so. You are not going to shrink another person." The bottle flew out of Cathy's hands and into the air as Andrew continued to grow. "You hear me."

Cathy looked skyward as the bottle spun in the air. "Look at what you did." She reached up. "Come on." As she tried to grab the tiny vial, the contents rained down on top of her.

"Gagh."

Andrew laughed as he pulled at his constricting clothing. "Well, well, well. This is better than I thought."

She shook her body as the liquid dripped from her arms. "No. I can't have this happen to me." She shivered as her body tensed up. "I have spent my entire life looking up at people. I can't get smaller."

"You should have thought about that before you tried to shrink everyone."

Cathy put her hands on the table. "Ugh, my body. It hurts." She held her hand in front of her face, and it started to shake. "So much pressure!"

With a blink of an eye, Cathy's body grew an entire foot, pushing back the table Andrew had been on. "Holy crap." She took a few steps back as she grew again, her rear end knocking off some of the pictures on the wall. "This shouldn't be happening. I thought that concoction only made people shrink." She bent over as she continued to grow. "This is crazy."

Andrew gulped as he neared his original height, grabbing a nearby coat to cover himself. "Ya. What am I supposed to do now?" He looked at the door as Cathy's head brushed against the ceiling. "I need to get out of here before it's too late."

Cathy narrowed her eyes. "Where do you think you are going?" She fell down, her right leg pushing the small toy stage against the wall as she pulled Andrew against her body. "I can't let you just blurt out I was going to turn you into a doll."

He squirmed in her arms. "Are you nuts?" Her grip tightened as she grew. "I am back to my normal size. You can't keep doing this."

She laughed as her legs pressed against the far wall, and her back slid up towards the ceiling. "Oh, at this size, I can do anything." Cathy winced as her blouse started to tighten on her body. "Ugh fuck these clothes." Her big toes popped out of her shoes. "Why can't' someone make something for growing women?" She shook her feet, and her shoes exploded off her body.

"Seriously, someone could make a killing. God, my poor shoes. I loved those."

While Cathy was distracted, Andrew slipped from her grasp and dashed out of the door behind her back. "Help, there is a giant lady growing in the back room. We need to do something about it."

Cathy groaned as the buttons on her blouse started to pop off of her body. "Great, now I have a new problem to worry about." She twisted onto her hands and knees. "I need to. . . ughh." She slammed her hand down onto the ground. "It is getting tight in here. I can feel one of the lights in the ceiling pushing into my ass." She took a deep breath as another button burst off her body, and her pants started to rip apart. "So tight."

The door swung open as Marcus walked into the room. "What is going on here? What giantess?" He looked up, and his eyes widened as he saw Cathy's face. "Oh my god."

Cathy grabbed Marcus. "We will have to change our deal. Sorry about all this." She groaned and knocked over the wall, exposing herself to the rest of the toy store just as her shirt tore itself to shreds. The people in the store took one look at her before screaming and running for the door.

Marcus squirmed in her hand as Cathy maneuvered for more space, knocking over aisles of toys and support beams. "Put me down this instant and stop wrecking my store." He winced as her elbow crushed a life-sized Lego Santa. "Hey, that took me three months to build."

"Sorry." She used her free hand to create a hole in the roof. "But I need space, and I need it quickly." The foundation of the building quivered and shook as she made the hole large enough so she could stand up through it. "There we go." Cathy stood up to her full height, her pants ripping apart. Now the only clothing she had left was her panties. "That feels so much better." She looked around. "I can't believe how tall I am. I will never look down at another person again."

She threw Marcus into the air and giggled. "I love being three stories tall. This is amazing." She grabbed him. "I am glad that potion backfired."

Marcus shook his head. "Get out of my store and put me down."

"Why should I take orders from someone as small as you?" Cathy giggled. "I can do whatever I want now." She pushed over one of the toy store walls like it was made of plastic and walked out onto the street. "I may not be growing anymore, but who cares? I am about sixty feet tall and loving it." She closed her eyes and spun around. "I am going to live life happy and large from now on."

Something cold and hard wrapped around her arm. "Oww." She fell down onto one knee and let go of Marcus.

"Help." He fell down onto a small trampoline below. "Ouff."

Cathy shook her head as she looked at the tiny cable around her arm. "Who dares try to ruin the start of my glorious life?" She looked to see multiple small, armored vehicles around her. "What do you small people want with me?"

A tiny little man appeared on top of one of the armored vehicles. "My name is Ben, and I am with the giantess hunter’s organization. We are here to stop you."

"Giantess hunters? You sure got here fast."

"We have been watching this town for giantess activity, and we have found it." He turned his head. "Fire more cables. This is a class five giantess."

Cathy laughed. "Class five? Are you people nuts?"

More steel cables were shot out of the armored vehicles, and suddenly all of her limbs were tied up. "Hey." Cathy tried to pull away. "What do you think you are doing. Ugh."

"Don't try to resist. No one needs to get hurt."

Cathy pulled as hard as she could. "The only ones that will get hurt are you, tiny little doll-like people." She groaned. "Where did you get such aggravating little toys." She started to twist away. "Such people don't need toys that can hurt others."

"Increase the power."

Cathy fell to the ground. "Ugh." She took a deep breath. "This can't be happening." She closed her eyes. "I can't get only a few seconds of looking down on others like they have at me. I won't' have it." She tried to push upward as the cables dragged her closer and closer to the ground.

Finally, she was forced onto the ground. The tiny little men cheered only to stop as Ben held up his hand. "Get the cloth into position."

Cathy thrashed about. "Let me up." She noticed a van moving towards her head with a massive white sheet on it. "What are you doing now?" She sniffed the air as the van moved closer. "What is that smell? It doesn't smell right." She shook her head. "Hey, keep that thing away from me." The vehicle drove, so the strange sheet covered her face. Cathy tried to hold her breath, but eventually, she inhaled. "Ugh, this smells so weird?" Her world quickly faded to black.

***

Ben smiled as the giantess nodded off into dreamland. "That went perfectly. Why can't most of our captures go that way." The van with the chloroform drove away. "Ugh, there is snot all over that thing. I am going to have to get Greg to clean that off."

"Sir." Ben turned around as his second in command brought him a young man. "His name is Andrew. We got out of him that he knows something about tonight's incident."

Andrew shook his head. "Hey man, I don't know anything. So, what if she went off the deep end with some size stuff. That is about it."

Ben narrowed his eyes. "Put him in the van and take him with us. If he knows anything else, we can find out."

Andrew's eyes widened. "Hey, wait. You can't do this. I am not the one that grew out of control." He tried to pull away. "I don't know anything, I swear."

Ben ignored him. "I just hope this is the giantess we have been waiting for to show up in this town and is linked to Fredricks Fancy." He sighed. "We have enough to worry about with super moons. We don't need this extra giantess shit running our agency."