Incredible Shrinking Haley

An Awakening

    Now that I had a moment to myself, I started going through my messages. Liz and Annie were very drunk, but were safe. Shelly was still instantly responding, and Erin's message was still not opened. I closed my eyes, took a deep breathe and asked myself if I wanted to see her. "Yes, but not in public,"I thought to myself.  I texted Erin back saying that I was going to my place cause I already had plans with someone to work on our Halloween costumes to figure out what we are going to do. I told her that I would love for to stop by, maybe she can even be in the group. She responds almost instantly like Shelly, asking what we plan on doing for Halloween because she is still looking for ideas. I knew she would be onboard instantly when I told her we are doing Barbie's squad, mainly because of all the times she called me that when she took me to her place.  She told me she would love to be part of the group, and that she would be over to my place within an hour. She also warned me she was very drunk, but would love to have some fun. Not entirely sure what that meant, because I told her I have friends and other guests over so we wouldn't be alone. Unless she mean, like, actual fun in planning Halloween costumes like we're back in elementary school. I kept talking to Dana and texting Shelly as we finally arrived to my apartment.
    I still wasn't used to being slightly taller than how far up the doorknob is from the floor and having to reach up to it, granted, I only shrunk a day ago. I really think it is going to take me a while to get used to being shorter than the light switch. I went to my room to grab my laptop so Dana and I could do some research, find out what kind of look we wanted to do; inspired by our favorite doll we had growing up, matching outfits for everyone, if we wanted to be cute or sexy, etc. I hadn't used my laptop since before I shrank, so I only realized now how cumbersome this 13" laptop I once thought was too small can be. At least watching Netflix on this would be amazing. I'm glad I started naturally finding the silver lining of my reduced state. It made me hopeful that adapting to my would come quick and I would learn to love it. Or at least make the most of it.
    "Hey," I started asking Dana, "if you don't mind me asking, why did your sister kinda freak out when I said we should like to go as Barbie and Teresa?"
    "We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Our parents were... difficult. They were always arguing with each other, yelling, getting aggressive, the whole 9 yards. Whenever they would start screaming at each other, which was very often, my brother would come get Taylor and I, lock us in our room with him, and try to distract us. She loved Barbie growing up. Playing with the dolls, watching her movies having everything be Barbie themed, all that. She was also much more emotional than me, so I think she really looks up to Barbie and remembers her fondly for always being there when she was younger. I mean, the reason she dyed her hair blonde was literally to be more like her. I know some people might find it weird, but it was something that got her through really shitty times, so I understand. It used to be, like, an obsession. It's much better now, cause I had to have a lot of talks with her about it. I'm 99% sure she is jealous that I was the one that shrank because now I get to wear Barbie's clothes. She would always talk about it before it was reality. 'What would you do if you were Barbie for a day? I have my whole outfit and day picked out in case I could.' I caught her once writing stories about shrinking down to Barbie's size. Can you imagine writing stories about shrinking? I mean, who would do that? I mean I know there are a lot TV show episodes about being shrunken. Remember Totally Spies? One of the main character literally wears doll clothes in an episode. Barbie in her own nutcracker movie shrinks down! Huh, maybe that's where she got the idea from. She used to have that movie on play 24/7."
    "Huh, that's interesting. I guess that makes sense if it happened when you guys were little. My cousins grew up playing Nintendo games and to this day he is still a huge fan of all things Mario and Pikachu or whatever."
    "Yeah, the nostalgia is just a huge source of better times for her. So when you suggested being the Barbie to my Teresa, well, she kinda regressed, I guess? She does that every so often. She always is showing me like the newest collector's Barbie doll and wants to buy it and all that. If I didn't talk her out of it, she might have had a literal hundred of them by now. But, y'know, you learn to love the quirks she has, especially cause she is really not anywhere as bad as she used to be with it. I would never want to discourage her from doing or liking something she really enjoys. I'm sure when she has her own place, she'll start collecting and all." She shrugged as she let out that last sentence. "That's why I really wish she were here right now! She would love to be doing this. She probably has so many ideas, especially for us, that's she's been accumulating over the years. I do know this though, you're gonna need to be wearing pink. I literally think she will not let you go outside if you're not wearing pink as Barbie. And she's too big for us to stop, even if there are two of us." She said laughing. It's clear how much Dana loves her sister, even if she may be a little quirky.
"Well, I mean aren't as going as Chelsea or whatever?" I couldn't even remember who Chelsea was, so I looked her up on Google and let out a groan. Chelsea is apparently Barbie's 6 year old little sister. I'm not sure how I didn't remember her, but something about going as her 6 year old sister was just so much worse, maybe because I'm not even as tall as a 6 year old. But that likely means I would have to wear a child-like costume, and no way would anyone not expect me to be a little girl! Well, maybe they would since we would be going to college parties. Still, it's very embarrassing.
"Uh, I could try to talk to her about that. I'm sure I could convince her to drop the whole like family thing."
"Ugh, please! If I have to be her 6 year old sister, I would likely have to be wearing a costume that would make me look like a little girl too. Especially if she is really that serious about it."
"Ohh, yeah that's a good point! I'll definitely talk to her about it. But, I think you should definitely go a lighter blonde. I'm sure we could find a wig for our size."
"Actually, I have been thinking about dying my hair for the longest time. I think this would be the perfect time to just do it. I'll text Hannah tomorrow to see if she knows any hair stylists that works on... uh... darn, I really hate the word "shrinkees". We should definitely come up with something else."
"I think Hannah referred to us as miniature people, and I kinda like it! I mean, the school have us iPad minis, she had the mini iPhone. It's kinda cute if you ask me! Besides, we have little people already, why not miniature people? Full size people, little people, and miniature people. That should be the classifications of people!" I agreed with Dana and I saw her write that down in the note apps on her phone. I'm sure she is going to submit that to the proper channels to have that be the official title for us "mini people". I must admit, it is much better than "shrinkees".
"We should totally invite Hannah and her friends to join us! That way we won't be the only minis. I mean, with Liz, Isabella, Taylor, and maybe Erin, we would be outnumbered, and of course outsized, by a lot. If they were to join us, it would be four full sized people and five mini people. I think we even would have like a mini equivalent for each full size person, except maybe Erin with her red hair. Like, you and Liz can match, and you could be like the same doll but of course just different sizes. I could match with Taylor, Hannah could match with Isabella. But then Erin, Jessie, and Savannah might be the odd ones out since Erin has red hair and we don't have anyone with brunette hair. You know, maybe let's just scrap this idea!"
"No, wait that's totally cute! We could always get wigs and get another full size person to tag a long. This is a totally cute idea."
We continued looking at costume ideas, and making sure to save any outfit ideas we had. I was partial to a white top with "Barbie" written on it, a pink skirt and white heeled ankle booties. Dana was really liking a pink latex dress and maybe something like a Barbie necklace or something to complete the look. We kept looking in case we saw something else we might really like, but the hunger was starting to set in. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and I was hoping it would be Taylor. I hopped off the couch, and sprinted towards the door. In my little girl's dress, I'm sure I looked like a actual little girl running towards the door to greet her parent coming from home after a long day of work. I opened the door expecting to be Taylor with our delicious junk food that I haven't had in a long time, but was greeted with a pair of thick legs that were longer than I was tall. I was staring straight at a pair of teal disco hot pants (image attached), I looked down to what I imagine were 6 inch heels. I knew by now this had to be Erin. Before I could look up to confirm, she easily picked me up, spun me around and kissed me with her massive lips on my mouth for a few seconds. When she finally pulled me away, I was able to make sure it was actually her. I started blushing immediately when I noticed she had the largest grin on her face, but the moment was ruined when I smelled how bad her breath was from all the alcohol she drank. She put me down but still forced me against her legs with one hand on my legs, and I instinctually hugged one of her legs, sort of as a way to stay upright. as she was still holding my head downwards.
    "Oh my gosh, you're the cutest little thing ever!" She said, finally letting me go. I was instantly regretting inviting her. I hadn't even had the time to process the smooch she gave me. I wonder if Dana saw it, but I assume she did cause shortly after she shouted from the couch where she was still sitting to start introducing herself. I welcomed Erin inside and we started waking our way to Dana, but Erin quickly out paced my stride and got to Dana first. Dana was stranding on the couch to hug Erin and not get a face full of crotch, but she was still shorter than Erin, especially in those massive heels. After they introduced themselves, Dana sat back down, I was climbing up the couch to sit down, but Erin was still standing there, towering us.
    "Is everything ok, Erin? You can definitely fit on this couch! It seated like 4 when I was full size. We want to show you some of the outfit ideas we found!"
    "No, that's fine! I just kind of feel like Snow White right now!" She said while laughing very hard. "I mean, she had seven dwarves, but I think I would rather take two cuties any day! You guys are the only tiny girls I know, and it just feels surreal to look and feel this tall! I'm only 5'2" so I'm usually never the tallest in the room, unless I'm, like, baby sitting. I just can't believe this for some reason! I feel so huge!" Dana and I sort of looked at each other and kind of mutually brushed it off. This admittedly wasn't the weirdest thing we have seen, I don't think. At least Erin had the excuse of being drunk, not that it makes it any better.
    "I'm sure those huge heels help!" Dana chimed in. I could tell she didn't really know what to say in reply. Erin eventually sat down and still continued to tower us. She put the laptop on her lap, and while Dana was showing the costume ideas we had so far, my mind could finally think about Erin kissing me. It probably didn't help that Erin was wearing a black bralette that revealed a lot of her cleavage and my head was level with her boobs, and that her muscular legs went on for miles from my perspective. I did my best to not stare at her, but rather either towards the computer or something else in my apartment. Once Erin had gotten the gist of what we were each thinking of for costumes, she stood up and made her way to get some water. Dana scooted over to me and whispered, "She seems nice! First impression was 'oh, no, what has Haley done' but it hasn't been bad since that! I saw that kiss she gave you. But... there's something else I think..." I looked over to her with a shocked face when she said that last part and she just winked. The sense of dread that had filled me went away almost instantly when she winked at me, and when I looked over to Erin who was chugging a water bottle, but not breaking eye contact with me. With the hand that was holding the bottle, she waved her fingers at me. Once she was doing taking a sip she said she loved the idea and would definitely like to be apart of it! Although, she wasn't sure if there were any redhead dolls. Honestly, I couldn't remember if there were either, but Dana just said we could ask Taylor when she arrives.
    Erin was kind of leaned over the counter, making seeing her cleavage even easier, when she started saying, "I've always liked the workout Barbie myself. The one from Toy Story? I love working out, and that 80s leotard was super cute. It's totally something I would wear! If we decide to each do like separate dolls then I could do that!"
    "Well, if we do a specific doll, Dana and I kinda have more generic outfits. We're not really like a certain doll, unless there happens to be an outfit coincidentally."
    "Yeah, maybe we should have find some as a backup just in case? Did you ever had a specific doll you liked growing up Haley?"
    "I always liked those holiday Barbie ones, but that probably wouldn't work! Unless I shrink more that is!" I said. I'm not sure if these kinds of joke are taboo or not, but I find them sort of funny. Like Hannah said, I can't change it, at least not yet, so might as well live with it.
    "Oh, gosh no! Don't even joke like that! Y'all are so cute and perfect they way you are now. I haven't even taken you shopping yet, it would be so hard to do out for someone who is doll sized! I would feel way too big near you! I don't think it would be any fun." She made our way to us, presumably to tower over us more. I got a weird sense of it's her way to establish dominance. At the same time, I couldn't stop admiring how amazing she looked in her outfit.
    "Hey, Haley, can you show me where the bathroom is?" Dana asked me. I knew she knew where it was, but I figured she wanted to take that time to talk to me about something.
    "Uh, yeah! You can use the one in my room. Follow me." I hopped off the couch, and we both made our way past Erin into my room. As we both walked past her, I got a sense of scale of how gigantic she was relative to us. I showed Dana my bathroom again in case she did happen to forget where it was.
    "I don't actually have to use the bathroom. I just wanted to say... I think she has a height fetish? I wanted to tell you as realized she might so you could look out for the signs with me."
    "A height fetish?"
    "Yeah! She's attracted to extreme size, one way or the other usually. So, now that you're miniaturized, she probably is mainly attracted to either how short you are or how big she feels near you. I heard a lot about this from other members of the meeting we went to a few weeks ago. They were chiming in about how people they knew but never really talked to them before are now super interested in being friends, or that they can't stop commenting about how big they feel or how tiny we are, stuff like that. I think people across the world now are going to have a kink awakening relating to differing sizes. I mean, even you seem to be experiencing it from what you told me?"
    "Yeah, I guess that would make sense. So, what, should I find her a mini guy to be her boyfriend?"
    "Well, not unless you want him to suffocate to death under those humongous tits! She would break him in half! She seems like she would be into some crazy things. I think we should look out for more signs, anything that might stand out to you about her being attracted primarily to size. If you notice anything, I think you shouldn't indulge her. She seems genuinely nice, so it could just be since she is drunk she is acting a little different. Nothing against her personally, just something I think you should look out for in general now that you are a mini person." I know Dana was trying to warn me for my sake, but I think she was right about me being into it as well. Seeing how big everyone is, including Erin who used to be so short compared to me, is really exciting. I thought maybe I just wasn't used to it, but maybe it is something more. When Dana was talking about a hypothetical miniature boyfriend being crushed under Erin's breasts, that gave me butterflies in my stomach. That mental image of her laying on top of me was something I definitely wouldn't mind. I wonder what else I wouldn't mind Erin doing to me, and if it was exclusive to her.