I was awakened by a blinding light, my head was spinning and I could hardly see anything. I was trying to wake up when suddenly I felt something wrap around my entire body and, with incredible force, lift me quickly to a tremendous height. "A crane?", I thought. But no, that was not a machine, it was soft and transmitted a strange warmth. At last, I was able to fully open my eyes and get my bearings. What I saw, however, made me think I was still asleep and dreaming. What was wrapped around me were fingers! Huge fingers! I was in the hand of a colossal, gigantic man!
I looked a little closer at the giant. He was a man in his thirties, dressed in a white robe. He was talking, in tremendously loud and resonant voice, to another giant. I turned around and again my mind did not believe my eyes - the other giant was Finn!
Though unwilling to believe it, I couldn't help but guess what had happened to me. Finn had drugged me and taken me to the government reduction center, where I had been shrunk to a tiny size. I calculated that I must have been about 4 inches now, by the size of the hand that was holding me. But... that couldn't be! The process had to be voluntary. How would Finn have managed to get around all the rules?
I looked again at the two giants. I couldn't believe how huge they were! Seeing my boyfriend, usually slightly shorter than me, turned into a titan of colossal proportions was completely overwhelming. I looked at his whole body, his huge face, his pecs marked by the tight T-shirt and inevitably my eyes went to his jeans-clad crotch, where a considerable bulge was marked. It immediately came to my mind that right now I was considerably smaller than his cock and could live inside that bulge. The feeling was overwhelming.
The other colossus, no doubt a government official, was giving him some advice in that thunderous voice. When I came out of my trance I began to scream, complaining about the situation and demanding explanations. My voice sounded infinitely weak and high-pitched. I'm sure they couldn't understand me, but they heard me and turned to me. Finn then reached out his gigantic hand and took me in it, making it so that my head was inside his fist, so that I could no longer scream and my expression could not be seen. It was clear that he did not want the official to hear or see me. The official then held something out to my boyfriend and I was suddenly transported by the colossal hand into a pet cage, the door of which quickly closed. I had to make the official see me! I had to let him know that I had been tricked and was there against my will! However, my attempt was completely futile. Finn immediately lowered his hand until the cage (which he was holding by its top) was at the level of his gigantic thigh. It was completely impossible to be seen or heard from there. I felt so helpless, so insignificant at that moment that I absentmindedly started pounding my tiny fists on the denim of Finn's pants, unable to control my rage. I don't think he even noticed.
From there I heard how the giant official also gave him some intercoms so that he could talk to me, bridging the size difference. Finn just put them in his pocket and, after a few more moments of conversation, he said goodbye and walked, cage in hand, to the car. Once there, he left me on the passenger seat, started up and headed for home. I was banging on the bars the whole way and yelling at him with all my might, but he completely ignored me. He never even turned around to look at me. I think, anyway, that my banging and yelling must have barely reached his ears. I felt like an insect, like an insignificant mouse.
When we got home, he took the cage and left it on the living room table. I can't describe to you the feeling of being in a cage driven by a giant hand. It's like being on a carnival ride, but terrifying. Finn continued to ignore me for a long time, as he went back and forth doing things around the house. At last, his giant figure approached the table, his colossal crotch in jeans filling my entire field of vision before one of his huge hands opened the cage and invited me to step out. I did so, shakily, when the doorbell rang. Finn went to open it and, a moment later, walked back into the living room with the last person I would have expected to see in my house...my obnoxious co-worker Connor! My surprise and outrage was even greater when the two giants melted into a long, passionate kiss. God, had this been going on behind my back and I hadn't heard about it, like the stupidest of cuckolds?
When they let go they both moved closer to me, smiling. Connor reached down and brought one of his huge fingers close, starting to touch me with it.
-Well, how does it feel to be your proper size, you fucking filthy leech? Hahaha...
