Incredible Shrinking Haley

Miss Erin

I woke up to Erin whispering my name. When I came to, my head was leaned up against her tits, and arm was around my body, applying some force so I wouldn't move around too much from the momentum of the bus stopping and accelerating. It took me a little bit to realize that my pillows weren't pillows at all. I pulled away from her, as much as I could at least, as she was still holding me against herself. I looked up to her face, and she was looking down at me with a smile. For some reason, I felt comforted by that smile. It felt like an honest smile and that she was enjoying this moment.
"Wakey, wakey. I hope my boobs were comfortable. You looked like you were enjoying them. I can't lie, when you were asleep you were kinda cute. It's a shame we got to our stop."
"Oh, hey. This is near my place. I wonder if I should start taking the bus."
"I live right in that complex right there. The second building." I couldn't believe it. She lived in the same damn building as me. It makes me wonder how we haven't bumped in to each other. Granted the fall semester only started a few months ago. We do have the same 8 A.M. though. I guess cause she rides the bus she can leave later? I don't know. It doesn't matter. We got off the bus and started walking towards our building. "Unlucky for you I live on the top floor. With those little legs, and I know that less energy is a side effect of shrinking, you might pass out again before we get there. She started climbing the stairs, 2 or 3 at a time. I slowly, but surely followed along. After every flight, Erin was waiting for me. Feet shoulder width apart, hands balled up into fists, place on her waist, towering over me. "Keep up now!" And she flew on up. Scared for my own sake, I tried to hurry up and put some more effort into it. "So this is that great Haley from our volleyball team?! Having trouble with some little stairs?" And she took off. On the third floor, when I finally caught up, she suggested a race. "Here's what we're gonna do, little one. You'll get a 15..., no, 30-second head start. First to the seventh floor wins. Ready?"
"Yes I am..." I said. Trying to catch my breath as much as I could. I was afraid to try and ask for more time.
"What did I say about calling me Miss Erin?Anyways, go!!" And so I ran as fast as my little legs could take me up those stairs. I had hardly made it to sixth floor when Erin zoomed past me. Her legs had much greater strides than mine. I couldn't keep up. From the way she was running, I could tell she wasn't holding back, either. I made it to the seventh floor and she was there waiting for me sharing on the same pose she was every other floor. She bent her knees, and spanked my ass as I soon as I walked by her. "Well, it looks like I won! I'll have to think of your punishment later. But, I can tell you I'm going to love swatting that cute little behind of yours some more. Follow me, my apartment is this way!" I followed her while I was rubbing my butt. Her one hand could hit both of my cheeks, and it hurt a lot too.
We made it to her apartment. It was a pretty big, completely to herself too. It was a little messy, with those red solo cups and bottle all over her counters, her table and whatnot.
"As you can see, it's not the cleanest. I had a little party here yesterday, and I got too drunk to clean myself so I went to bed." As she was saying that, she was making her way to her couch in the living room area. "Your first task is to clean up my apartment. I'm gonna stay here watching TV so try not to bother me."
"Miss Erin, with all due respect, I can't reach the counters..." she burst out laughing when I said that.
"You're a smart girl. I'm sure you'll figure it out." She turned on the TV, kicked up her feet on her coffee table, and let me to it. I started walking around her apartment to try to get a grasp of how dirty it was. Luckily it didn't seem too bad. I went to the coffee table where she had her feet up on to clean that out first, since it was low enough for me. I figured I would let Erin know I was actually working. I picked up as many bottles and cups that I could around her but I froze when I got to her feet. One of her feet must have been the size of my entire torso. "Like my shoes? Maybe we can fine them in kid's size."
"Yes Miss Erin. That would be nice."
"Oh stop that. You don't have to be scared of me. I mean, I get why you are. With how little you are compared to me, you're practically insignificant. Hah, I'd love to see you take another guy from me now."
"Wait, what do you mean?"
At this point she sat up, put her elbows on her knees, and her palms on her face. "Oh, God. You really don't know do you? You're not just pretending? Come here." I was still somewhat shocked, and didn't come any closer. Yet again, Erin didn't wait long for me to move, so she reached for my wrist and forced me in between her legs. "Let me explain this then, since you apparently weren't playing dumb. I went to high school with Lucas. We were high school sweethearts. Things were going great between us. So could you imagine my surprise when he breaks up with me? With no reason? Well, no real reason at least. 'It's college. I don't want to be tied down in a relationship. I want to enjoy it'. Come to find out that he's been dating this giant bimbo. Took it a little while for me to find out who exactly this giant bimbo was."
"And that was that day at the party when you just came up to me and started yelling at me, wasn't it?"
"Yup. Remember what you were saying to me? 'Who is this little bitch? What are you even saying down there? Go away before I step on you.' Well, look at the giant bimbo now." She stopped sitting up and rested her back against the couch. "Now, move. The apartments not clean yet."
"Y'know... I was only saying those things because you started insulting me first... I don't like having enemies. If I can be honest, Miss Erin, you're very pretty and I have seen you with your friends. I can tell you care about them and they enjoy being with you. You seem like a fun gal. I think we would have gotten along nicely." She shot me a mean glance while she kicked up her feet again. Not pushing my luck, I started cleaning her apartment again.
Cleaning was no fun task. For the counter, I had to climb up on the chair, to then climb on the counter. Of course, Erin would let me have it that easy. I couldn't step foot on the counter and had to try and clean it from the chair or something that she doesn't "eat food on". It took me probably about an hour and 20 to clean the common area and kitchen.
She stood up, inspected her apartment and said, "Eh, it's good enough for now I guess. Not what I was expecting, but you took too long so now we have to move on. Hmm... what to do, what to do...? Oh! I got it. My room. Come here." This time I actually followed her. "Ok, so as you can see, I got some clothes scattered all over. My bed isn't made. And I have laundry to do. Now I made it easy for you in that all my dirty clothes are in the hamper. So the ones on the floor just need to be folded. I think it's literally impossible at your size to put them away so I guess I'll do that part. Put some hustle into it! I have a sorority meeting at 3 and I still have to drop you off before that. By the way, what's your phone passcode? You have some texts I'll answer for you while you work. I don't want anyone to worry about you while I'm babysitting you." I told Erin my passcode as I started to haul her hamper to the laundry machine outside. She read me my new texts and who they're from, and asked how I wanted to reply. Of course, it had to be an approved message by her so I don't send out any distress calls. After a few minutes of dragging her hamper to her laundry machine, I was at quite a loss for how I would get all her clothes into a top loaded washing machine that's practically my height. At this point Erin wanted to enjoy every moment so just was always a few feet away, watching me and laughing at me. I found out that I could climb on top of the laundry machine, reach into the hamper from up there, and when the hamper was light enough, dump the rest of the clothes inside the machine. "See? I told you that you're a smart girl. I knew you'd figure something out. I'll do the settings the way I like it. Just hop on down. I haven't even asked, do you want any water?"
"If you don't mind, Miss Erin, I'd love some water."
"Gah, you're so cute when you're all polite like that." Erin handed me a water bottle and I took a big sip, but in reality it was almost 10% of the water in the bottle. I made my way to her room to start picking up her clothes. I couldn't believe how big they looked. And I use to wear larger clothes. They were definitely a struggle to fold. But I managed. I would fold, pass them to Erin, and she'd put them in her closet.
"You sure love Lulu lemon, don't you Miss Erin?"
"Oh my God, yes. They're so comfortable! Haven't you ever worn them? Y'know, before you shrank?"
"I haven't, personally no."
"Wow, I figured an athletic girl like yourself would have been all over them too. Let me ask you something... Lucas never mentioned me, did he?"
"Honestly, no. When we were talking, before becoming friends with benefits, he never mentioned having a girlfriend. Even when I asked."
"Hold on! Friends with benefits?! That's all you guys are?? I lost my boyfriend of 5 years to a booty call?!" Erin was mad, and I was scared. She picked me up, brought me to her bed, and laid me down over her knees with my butt in the air. She started spanking me like a parent would her child. She was relentlessly going full force, and I couldn't help but cry, kick, and scream like an actual kid.
"Erin I'm sorry!" I said while sobbing. "I had no idea, really. If I did, I wouldn't have. Please stop!!" Amazingly, that worked. Erin was crying too, although I'm unsure why. She took me off her knees, and placed me on my feet. She stood up, still crying, and told that when she comes back she expects her room clean. She ran to her bathroom, slammed the door and locked it. My butt cheeks were stinging, I was crying, and I couldn't imagine how I was supposed to clean her room. After a few minutes, the pain was a little more bearable so I tried to start making her bed. Unsurprisingly, it was too tall for me. I tried for 10, 15 minutes before I gave up. Erin still has my phone so I had no concept of time. I couldn't help myself from snooping around her room. Going through her drawers I found old notebooks, photos, makeup, perfumes, etc. the most unexpected thing was Erin's "toys". At this size, I couldn't imagine what that would feel like. The scariest toy I found was a 12-inch strap-on (12 real inches. 24-inches for me). No judgement here, but I really hope that Erin doesn't plan on using that on me. Even after the time I spent snooping around for a few more minutes, there was still no sign on Erin coming out of the bathroom. I went back to trying to make her bed to try and kill time. Before I had time to finish, she emerged from the bathroom. I turned around to face her, and I really that fear all over again.
"Miss Erin, I'm sorry I couldn't finish in time! Your bed is too tall for me!" Erin started walking towards me quickly. Instead of hitting me, she got on her knees, hugged me and started crying again.
"Haley I'm sorry! All this time I thought I should be angry at you. Thinking you stole him from me. You had no idea. I can't believe I treated you like this all this time. Oh my goodness, I just spanked you cause I couldn't control myself."
"Miss... Erin... I don't know what to say..." Erin pulled herself away from me while still keeping her hands on my shoulders.
"You don't need to call me 'Miss' anymore. I was just trying to make your life hell for something you had no idea about. I feel so bad. I'll clean the rest of my room. You're not my slave, I had no right to do this to you. I don't think I can do anything to make you forgive me. I better just take you home."
"Wasn't our play date scheduled until 2:30?" I asked her.
"Yes, it was!" She smiled at me and laughed while saying that. "If you want to go wait for me on the couch, I'll be right out." About 30 seconds after I sat on the couch, she came out and say beside me. "Do you mind if I pick you up?"
"Sure...? Do you mind if I ask why...?" I am still a little hesitant on anything about us. I honestly don't even know why I asked to stay until 2:30. It felt right, but now the fear is starting to creep back in.
"I want to brush your hair! I can't imagine you've done that since you've shrank."
"You're right actually. I haven't. Well, it has only been one day after all. Yeah! I'd appreciate that!" Erin easily picked me up, and placed me on her knees to start brushing my hair. It felt so nice.
"Y'know, you really are like a little doll. This is fun. Maybe we should play dress up next. Ooh! Or I could do your makeup!"
"Hahaha, you're not the first to compare me to a doll. That sounds fun too honestly."
"What was it like? Shrinking I mean? Did it hurt?"
"To be honest, I got home after an away game, passed out, and woke up tiny. I didn't feel a thing."
"How do you feel now?"
"Well, I'm tired all the time. There's some other weird side effects, so I'm trying to get used to it."
"Well, it's only 12:30, you could definitely take another nap if you'd like. My bed's right there."
"I think I'm good for right now! Besides, this hair brushing is waaaay to relaxing. It feels like heaven on earth." Erin and I kept chatting for a bit, while she kept brushing my hair. Somewhere along the way I feel asleep again.