My Original GT/Vore One-shots

David-Goliath Uni 3. Science Lab

        "Damn it Tawana when I agreed to this giant shrinkage experiment you said you could regrow me!" Francesca's shrill voice warbled off the shelf-lined walls of David-Goliath University's science center. Such a loud voice coming from a shrunken, human-sized giantess standing on a counter between a titanic beaker and Bunsen burner was abnormal even for an integrated college.

Tawana, target of pre-law Francesca's squeaky rage, was just as perplexed as the latter. When Tawana recruited her trust fund legacy roommate to assist in her Chem thesis experiment, she hadn't counted on the antidote failing. Prior to this lab session, Tawana made a deal that she would take Francesca's online bio midterm for her if Francesca agreed to participate in the trial of this shrinking tablet. Begrudgingly, Fran complied because she couldn't continue with her law degree without a science prerequisite. Test of this tablet prototype was successful, shrinking down Francesca, but now there were other issues. All Tawana could do now was gaze down at the minimized irate giantess, gape and shrug. "Sorry Francesca. I don't know why the antagonist serum isn't reacting..."

"Enough of the science hoopla. C'mon, regrow me now, please!" screamed Francesca, at her roommate, whose brown-eyed face with high cheekbones now seemed to be several stories above the tiny malcontent. Being as small as a human, it was like looking up at the skylight of a mall atrium. "How can humans stand being this freakin small?!" Francesca muttered distastefully, looking at the lab cubbyhole, now yards above her kidney bean sized head.

         "I... don't think humans have much of a choice, Francesca," said Tawana turning her head away so her diminutive roommate wouldn't see her eyes roll or her tongue and lips make a gagging gesture. "Not until we develop more elixirs like these. Look Fran I need to go up to the third floor and get Professor Pelletier's notes on the counteracting agent to figure out what's wrong." Tawana slipped a pen in her lab coat pocket, turning to leave the lab. "I'd take you with me but it's too dangerous in the giant wings and halls for someone human sized you know?" Truth was Tawana just didn't want to hear nagging put downs carrying Francesca in her palm up two stories.

Assuredly, Tawana informed Francesca's tiny ears that she would be back in ten minutes at the most. Then they could restore Fran's size. As colossus Tawana departed to consult her mentor professor's data, she left her itty-bitty lab partner alone with the notes and science equipment to vent her aggressiveness. "Harmless and no side effects, she told me!" yelled Fran, kicking a pencil eraser beside her as big as a fitness center exercise ball. The pink eraser careened across the helipad of an open notebook.

Five minutes past of not seeing Tawana's return. Francesca became so bored with only a finite countertop to traverse, that she tried reading Tawana's huge handwriting in purple ink, about this shrinking tablet which Fran swallowed, currently ruining her undergrad life. Of course, Francesca could scarcely understand a molecule of science babble in these notes. Other than Tawana's loopy cursive English words, the rest of the steppingstone sized symbols and numbers were basically gibberish. "What a useless drug," Fran settled for grumbling to herself. "Shrinkage down to human. Why would any giant ever want....?"

Before Francesca could complete her question to nobody she heard the door to the lab swing open. The impatient little giantess nearly shouted through cupped hands for Tawana to hurry her ass up. Francesca stopped before screaming though, thankfully having the presence of mind to notice those footfalls didn't belong to her brainy roommate. Hearing a male Giant talking, Fran cursed and hid behind the Bunsen burner. She didn't want any giant peers seeing her at this humiliating size. Especially if this guy was cute. At least she wasn't nude, as her normal giantess clothes were folded on a stool since Tawana first reprieved shrunken Francesca from the wardrobe that outgrew her. This stiff, dolly-fitted tank top and shorts Tawana bad for her to be tiny and decent were barely worth the use.

Based on the thunderous footsteps, it sounded like the unexpected giant was approaching the cluster of Professor offices across the laboratory. None of those particular giant teachers had office hours at the moment but they did have slots and drop-boxes for students to leave assignments and suchlike. Finally, Francesca's curiosity climaxed and she peered around the burner hiding her. Her heart sank, recognizing this giant schoolmate, even at this angle and from the back. "Oh crap, it's Hollis Kimball," she hissed to herself, cowering back behind the giant apparatus.

Hollis Kimball, Giant valedictorian senior at David-Goliath University. Known for his conceit and high IQ, Kimball was also something like a ninety-seventh generation legacy. Upsettingly, given Fran's circumstances, Hollis was also an outspoken proponent of human eating. Supposedly he had penned a thesis statement for Political Science in regard to this. Numerous human student groups had protested and otherwise "cancelled" Hollis many times. And after hearing the flutter of paper down a slot, Francesca knew this entitled Maneater would be walking dangerously close to her on his way out.

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