Below you will find a story that will be used as the backbone to a WIP interactive literature concept. The story below may change as part of the finished project. The art accompanying the posts are concept pieces that may or may not be a part of the final project as well. Please enjoy the read, and when the WIP interactive literature is published, I wish you best at surviving the adventure.

You visit your friend's house for the first time. She had introduced you to the BDSM lifestyle but had mentioned to you that she had another secret kink she wanted to talk to you about. You wanted to know what that was, so you accepted her invitation. Shortly after arriving, you notice a strange flavor to the water she had provided you. As you set the glass down you feel as if the world around you is getting bigger. To your horror, you are getting smaller.

You look around the room; the couch has become as long as a football field, and the table has become an enormous flat stage. You slowly walk across the massive couch. You can't help but wonder if this is all real. You feel a little silly in your tiny body. It's not like you're anything special, or different from anyone else who could be in this situation.

You hear loud noises from the kitchen. You assume your friend is in there and head toward the kitchen sliding down the side of the couch. As you trod across the room you notice your footsteps no longer echo through the house. You get close to the kitchen area to see your friend towering above you with a big smile on her face. She looks down in slight disbelief. "Oh my gosh! I didn't expect to see you so small!" she exclaims excitedly.

You look up at her and say, "I don't know why." Your friend laughs at you like you told a joke.

"Let me show you," she says. She plucks you up off of the floor, walks back into the living room, and sits on the couch. She places you carefully onto the coffee table. You look up at her massive face, her eyes studying you closely. Being so small and frail makes your heart race while under her observation. "So… Do you want to know what my other fetish is?"

You nod shyly, you would rather know why you are tiny but that was not the reason she invited you over after all.

She smiles. "Okay." You watch her intently, waiting for her next move. She grins, and your heart skips a beat and you feel butterflies in your stomach. "I have a huge fetish about shrinking people down and playing with them. Watching them squirm, knowing they can't stop me. I feel so powerful with you tiny like this." Her hands are now resting on either side of you on the tabletop. She reaches out a finger and pokes your side. Her hands are very large compared to your body. "Do you like being so helpless and small?" You just stare up at her. You feel your throat tighten up, and you try to swallow. Her finger pokes you again, nearly making you lose your balance, "Say something."

You finally respond, "Uh... yes?"

"Do you, or do you not like being so helpless and small?" She grins, her large green eyes staring down at you, making you feel more and more pathetically tiny.

Option one- You beg for your life. Option two- You run for it. Option three- You wait to see her next move.