Doc's Invention

 By Micron

Part I: Success
“Yes, I’ve done it!” Dr. Ralph Smith yelled in excitement. I watched in awe as Dr. Smith shrunk the lab rat using the invention he had spent a lifetime making. “Quick, Tom, go get Hank!”
“Sure thing, Doc. I’ll be right back.” I sped upstairs out of the sub-basement lab to the gym, which is where Hank would be at this time of day. The gym was in the west wing of the mansion, which is where our rooms also were. Doc insisted on us living in his mansion when he hired us. He said he might need us at a moment’s notice and wanted us close by. Seeing as the mansion was in the middle of nowhere, Hank insisted that Doc put a gym into the mansion. Doc would do anything to have lab assistants, and since he was independently wealthy, he could do nearly anything he wanted. So, a gym was added for Hank shortly after he was hired 3 years ago.
It was Hank who brought me onto the project 2 years ago. We met in college. He was a first year grad student working as a TA in my freshman bio class. I went to his office hours for help a few times, and we ended up chatting and soon became friends. We even dated his 3rd year. At the end of his third year, when he received his Master’s degree, he was suddenly hired away to some mystery job. I lost touch with him after that.
Shortly after my graduation a year later, I got a call out of the blue from Hank. He apologized for not staying in touch and told me that the doctor he worked for had a great job offer for me. He couldn’t give me any details over the phone, but said to meet with him for an interview at someplace in the middle of nowhere Massachusetts. Having just graduated and nothing to lose, I drove out to meet my old boyfriend.
There I learned of Dr. Ralph Smith and his big secret project. Doc was working on a way to alter the size of objects, both living and non-living. Given his far-fetched research, he was considered something of a crackpot mad scientist by the rest of the scientific community and not taken seriously. Therefore, it was hard for him to find help; no one wanted to work for him. Hank’s father was an old friend of the Doc’s, and when Doc learned from Hank’s dad that Hank had just gotten his Master’s, Doc quickly got in contact with Hank and hired him as a lab assistant. A year after that Hank informed the doctor that he knew someone who had just graduated that would love to be a research assistant on the project, and thus I was hired.
I finally made it to Hank’s personal gym. Sure enough, the big man was in there working out. I never got tired of looking at Hank; he was the most attractive man I’ve ever met. He had a large beefy build like someone out of a strongman competition. His muscular chest, large stomach, and broad shoulders and back were covered in dark brown hair. He kept the hair on his head short, and had a thick, nicely trimmed full beard. Glasses framed his brown eyes. He was sitting on the bench taking a short break when I burst into the gym. He was wearing nothing but his gym shorts, socks, and sneakers. His hair was matted down from the sweat of his workout.
“Hank, you’ve got to come quick,” I told the big musclebear. “Doc’s finally done it!”
“What? He really did it?”
“Yeah! He just shrunk a lab rat. Come on, you have to see! Don’t worry about cleaning up or anything, just hurry up and come down to the lab with me!”
“Alright. Let’s go.”
In a few minutes we made it down to the lab. Doc was still beaming with pride when we entered the lab. There was a big smile in his big bushy grey beard. In his hand was the shrinking device. It looked sort of like a large TV remote control with a LCD display on it.
“Here you are, finally. I was beginning to think you boys wouldn’t show up.”
“Sorry, Doc,” I apologized. “I went as fast as I could.”
“I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” Hank added.
“Well, don’t just stand there, come over and take a closer look,” Doc instructed.
“This is incredible,” Hank said gazing at the rat, which was currently only an inch long. “Can you use the device to shrink it a little more? I missed the first time.”
“Sure, Hank,” Doc replied. “Here we go. I’ll set if for a half-inch, and fire!” A green beam shot out of the device and struck the rat. It quickly shrunk to a half-inch long. “You can set it to shrink to a predetermined height or length, or shrink as long as the beam is maintained on it. It’s settings are very flexible.”
“Wow! Hey, can you try growing it back, Doc?” I asked.
“Sure thing. We’ll use the other setting this time.” Doc changed the settings on his shrink ray and this time a blue beam was emitted from the device. He held down the fire button and kept the beam on the rat until it was approximately back to its original size, then let go.
“You did it! You finally did it!” I ran up and hugged the chubby doctor. We all took turns hugging and congratulating each other.
“I don’t want to hog all the fun. Here, Hank, try shrinking something.” Doc offered the device to big man.
Hank smiled and took the shrink ray. “Thanks. But what to shrink? I want to try it on something a little more exciting than a lab rat.”
“How about me?” I offered.
A look of concern appeared on Doc’s face. “You sure boy? We still haven’t fully tested the device.”
“I’ve never been more sure Doc.”
“You’ve been dreaming of this a long time, haven’t you Tom?” Hank said with a sly smile.
“Yeah, I have.”
“Well, I have too. So here it goes!”

Part II: Tiny Tom
Hank fired the green beam at me. It all happened very suddenly, but I’ll never forget the experience. The walls and ceiling seemed to stretch far out away from me. The floor seemed to expand under me. The tables and equipment rose over me, and Doc and Hank became towering giants. It all happened so quickly that I became a little dizzy from the sensation, but it passed.
Doc’s boots took a couple of thunderous steps towards me. It startled me and I fell back. He knelt down and his large left hand was set down next to me palm up. “Climb into my hand,” Doc instructed.
I looked up and saw Doc smiling down at me. Despite his previous concern, he was very excited about my shrinking. Unlike the lab rat, he’d be able to question this subject of his experiment. He nodded over to his hand and I climbed in and sat down. His hand quickly rose up to his face. I nearly got sick from the motion. When it stopped I was greeted by Doc’s large bright blue eyes and his massive bushy grey beard. Hank moved up next to the doctor to get a better look at me.
“Are you OK? How was it? What did it feel like?” Doc wasted no time barraging me with questions.
“Well, I’m a little nauseous from you lifting me, but otherwise I’m fine.”
“Sorry about that,” the doctor interjected.
“That’s OK. It’s a learning experience for all of us. It was weird. It didn’t feel like I was shrinking, but more like everything else was changing, moving farther away or getting larger. I was stunned and disoriented for a moment, but it quickly passed.”
“Fascinating. Oh! Let’s go see how small you are.” Doc walked over to a desk and pulled out a ruler. He lowered me slower this time and set me down on the desk. “Stand up nice and straight now,” he ordered. He stood the ruler up next to my tiny body and measured my height. “It looks like Hank shrunk you to three inches tall. Is that right, Hank?”
Hank turned the LCD to face us and said, “Yup, that’s it exactly. You device is working perfectly.”
“Of course it is! I made it after all. I guess we should get to growing you back, Tom.”
Hank was still behind the doctor so Doc didn’t see the giant musclebear shaking his head “no.” I had to agree there; I didn’t want to grow back yet, either. I wanted to be small more than anything, and I wasn’t about to be grown back now that I had finally shrunk.
“Actually, Doc,” I said, “I’d like to stay small a while longer.”
“What?!”
“Yeah. Uh, consider this part of the research. This can be a study on the long-term effects of being shrunken.”
“I don’t know…I don’t think we’re really ready for this yet.”
“C’mon. I’ve already been shrunk, and you’ll need to do this at some point anyway. I’ll be OK. If you’re that worried, Hank can look after me. Right big guy?” I pleaded.
Hank walked up to the doctor and put a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll take good care of him, Doc.”
“Oh, all right. I’ve always found it hard to say no to you two anyway. I’ll leave you in Hank’s care, Tom. I’ll be too busy to be babysitting you, anyway, and I’m not going to lock you up in a cage like the rats. However, I will want to see you every morning so I can run some tests and check up on you. Got it?”
“Got it,” I replied.
“Seeing as how Tom won’t be growing back anytime soon, I’ll take the device back now. There are some more things I’d like to test it on.”
“Sure thing, Doc,” Hank said as he handed the shrinking device back to Doc.
“Why don’t you two take the rest of the day off. I won’t need you during this part, and it’ll give Tom time to adjust to his new size. Remember, though, that I want to see you tomorrow morning.”
“Thanks, Doc,” Hank said. “I’ll bring Tom down tomorrow bright and early.”
“Have a good night.” And with that Doc turned away from his desk and went back to work.
Hank folded his arms across his massive hairy chest and stared down at me on the desk, smiling. He was definitely enjoying my shrunken state. I could see his cock was rock hard through his gym shorts. He wasn’t the only one who was hard. I was staring up at my giant caretaker, overtaken by awe and lust at his gigantic, hairy, muscular body. My attraction to him grew exponentially with his size, and I had never been more turned on in my life.
Hank brought his right hand up and rubbed his bearded chin, as if contemplating something. “Yes, Tom, I’ll take good care of you.” The giant then bent over and lowered his right hand towards me. His hand scooped me up from the side and wrapped around me, leaving my head above the closed fist. He slowly raised me up to eye level.
“Shall we head upstairs now?”
I could only nod in response. Hank headed towards the stairs and we left the lab.

Part III: Hank’s Pet
It only took a few minutes to get to Hank’s room. Once in his room, the giant musclebear locked the door behind him. “Don’t want the Doc to accidentally walk in on us.”
Hank sat down on his bed with me still in hand. The box spring made creaking noises that made it seem as if complaining about the massive burden it had to bear. Hank slowly raised me up to eye level again.
“I meant it when I said I was going to take good care of you. However, I want to make one thing perfectly clear before we go any further. I’m the big man around here. I call the shots, got it?”
“Yes, sir!” I responded. It seemed almost natural to call him sir.
“Good,” Hank said, “I’d hate to have to prove the point. Here, let’s make ourselves more comfortable.”
The giant kicked off his shoes and swung around to lay back on his bed. He brought me over his powerful chest and set me down on the hairy expanse. The thick growth of hair on his chest was knee deep. His bearded face filled my field of view.
“You know, I thought it was going to be a lot more trouble to try to shrink you,” Hank stated. “I thought it’d be a lot longer before I had you like this.”
“Well, Doc handed you the opportunity. You asked that question about what to shrink to get to me to offer up the suggestion, didn’t you?”
“Yup. I knew from when we were dating that you had this thing about giants, so I figure you’d readily agree. It also looked better in the doctor’s eyes that you volunteered to be shrunk. Good call, by the way, on convincing Doc about that ‘long-term experiment.’”
“Thanks. I had only been small a couple of minutes, and Doc was going to grow me back too soon. I had to concoct some reason to stay shrunken. Can I ask something?”
“Shoot, little man.”
“You knew about my desires to see giants, but why were you so eager to shrink me?” I inquired.
“Well, you see, what you didn’t know is that I shared in your dreams about giants, but from the other side. I didn’t want to see giants, I wanted to be one! Ever since I knew about your giant fantasies, I wanted to shrink you so I’d be your giant and you’d be my little man. That’s really why I had Doc hire you for this project.”
“You’re right. I had no idea. That really does explain a lot. This turned out to be the perfect situation for the both of us. There’s just one thing that would make this even better.”
“And what’s that, my little pet?”
“I wish you would have shrunken me smaller.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that, tiny Tom. I don’t think that Doc would have let me get away with making you smaller than you are now, but I plan on making you much smaller.”
The thought of Hank being even bigger turned me on more and I stroked myself through my pants. I could hear Hank working his giant cock through his gym shorts behind me. This was really turning him on too.
“I guess we’ve really worked each other up, haven’t we,” Hank noted. “This looks like it’s going to be a great way to start our new relationship. Why don’t we start familiarizing you in your job as my little pet. Take off your clothes.”
“Yes, sir!” I said and I enthusiastically stripped for my giant master.
“We’ll set these aside for now.” Hank picked up my lab clothes and set them aside on a stand. Suddenly my world shifted as Hank raised his ass up to push his off his shorts and underwear. His chest angled towards his head and I tumbled into the thick dark brown hairs of his beard. Once that task was complete his chest became more level again and I fell back onto my own rear end. Hank chuckled at the site.
“I know that you’ve always enjoyed touching my beard, but I had something different in mind to start with. Head down to my cock. You’ve made me very horny and I want you to finish what you’ve started.”
I turned around and started my trek down the length of the giant’s hairy body. Now that I was naked I could tell that Hank was still a little grimy from his workout, even though the sweat has largely evaporated by this point. It made walking a little difficult, so I decided to go on my hands and knees. His chest hair tickled my underside and teased my own cock as I moved in this position. I moved down his chest and up onto the soft hairy surface of his stomach. If walking on his chest might have been difficult, it would have been impossible on his stomach at this size.
“Oh,” the giant moaned. “I never would have dreamed it was possible to feel something like this. The sight and feel of you crawling down my body is just too much. You’d better hurry little pet. I don’t want you to miss out on the action.”
I double my efforts and quickly made my way down the other side of the giant’s big belly. His huge dick towered before me, surround at its base by a dense growth of pubic hair.
“OK, Tom. You’re mission, should you choose to accept, and I believe you would had I given you the option, is to work my manhood and make me cum. Now get to it!”
Things were a little firmer near the base of his cock, so I stood up and waded my way through the thick field of pubic hair. Once I was up against it, I could tell his hard cock was twice my size. I had my work cut out for me. Hank had been hard for a while; though, and it was never hard to push him over the edge. I hugged the tree-sized cock as best I could and starting rubbing my body up and down against it, stimulating my own dick in the process. He must’ve been really close already, because in about a minute his dick started to buck against me, throwing me loose. I fell back and saw spurt of his cum shoot far past me. Much of the rest came down right where I had fallen outside of his pubic hair. I ended up lying in a pool of the warm, sticky fluid.
“That’s it, little pet. Roll around in my cum.”
I did as my giant master instructed and rolled around in the pool until I was covered in cum. I couldn’t contain myself any longer and I added my cum to his.
“That was unbelievable. I can see I’m going to really enjoyed having you as my little pet.” A thumb and forefinger came down and plucked me from the cooling pond of cum and I was set back down on his muscular, hairy chest, facing him. “It seems you have enjoyed yourself as well, little Tom,” Hank noted as he touched my now-softening dick. The giant’s chest shook with laughter. “Let’s go get clean up, little pet. I’m exhausted and I still need to shower from my workout in addition to the mess we just made.”
With that he scooped me up in his hand and made his way towards the bathroom.

Part IV: A Little Surprise
I awoke to a strange, alien landscape. The last I remember was that I went to sleep on one of Hank’s huge pillows. This was most definitely not that. Grey stalks rose up high above me. Some lay flat along the soft, spongy ground, but most arced up off the ground at a weird angle. They were also had no bark, so it wasn’t likely they were trees. There was no sun, either. The whole place had an even illumination. The ground was strange, too. It wasn’t earthen, and it felt more like skin than anything else.
Skin…wait a minute. If this is skin I’m lying on, then those grey stalks must be hairs! If the hairs are that big, though, I must’ve been shrunk again! But Doc had the shrinking device last. Yes, of course! Grey hairs. Doc had shrunk me and I was somewhere on his body. I had no way of telling where though. Why did he shrink me even more, though? And where was Hank?
“Good morning, little Tom,” Doc’s voice boomed, startling me. “I’m glad to see you’re up. You’re probably very confused right now. Quite understandable. You see, I’ve shrunk you to an 1/8th of an inch tall and you’re currently on my chest. I’m lying on my bed looking at you through a magnifying glass. I’m sure you have many questions for me, but there’s no way I can hear you. Let me go see if Hank is awake and he can relay your messages to me. I’m going to put my hand down next to you and tilt over so you fall into it. Get ready.”
Suddenly a large object loomed down from the sky and landed near me. Then my world shifted and I tumbled down the steep incline into Doc’s gargantuan hand. I couldn’t really see much beyond his hand so I waited patiently. If I was this tiny, how in the world was Hank supposed to hear me if Doc couldn’t? Unless… I heard the sound of a drawer open.
“Ah, good morning, Hank. Did you sleep well?”
“Fuck you!” Hank yelled. “Grow me back, you giant freak!” It was true. Doc shrunk Hank, too.
“Now, now, is that anyway to speak to your boss and host? I suggest you remember your manners, unless you want me to punish you. Are you going to be good?”
“Fine, damn you!”
“What was that?”
“I mean, yes sir,” Hank forced out.
“That’s better. Now, I’m sure you have a lot of questions, and I’m willing to answer them. I’ve brought Tom along as well, and you can relay his questions and comments to me.”
“Why can’t he just ask you himself?” Hank asked the doctor.
“Well, you see, I didn’t want to deprive you of your little pet, so I shrunk him to still seem three inches tall to you. Your current size is three inches, which roughly makes him 1/8th of an inch tall.”
“What?!”
“He’s currently sitting in my left hand so I’m going to pick you up and place you there as well. Don’t try anything foolish like biting me. I don’t want you to fall and hurt yourself, nor do I want that to happen to Tom either. And remember, you promised to behave.”
A couple seconds later, Hank, who was still a massive giant to me, was being lowered down next to me that made the giant musclebear look tiny, making me feel truly insignificant. Hank spotted me and reached down to pick me up, enclosing my body in his meaty fist.
“Hey little man. Looks like you still get to be my little pet,” my hairy giant master said, though without much enthusiasm.
“Yeah, but it looks like you’re someone’s pet now, too!”
“Don’t remind me.” Hank looked up to address the doctor. Hank held me facing him, so I didn’t get to see much except the giant musclebear. “Hey Doc, why the hell did you shrink me?”
“Watch your tone, Hank. I won’t warn you again. Ever since you walked out of the lab with Tom, I couldn’t stop thinking about the tiny man, feeling him sitting in my hand. I couldn’t concentrate on my work, and seeing as how the shrinking device was working perfectly anyway, I decided to fulfill my desires and make a tiny man of my own like you did.”
“Hank, ask him how he knew I was your little pet,” I requested.
“Doc, Tom wants to know how you knew he was my little pet.”
“Well, ever since I started obsessing over a tiny man, I had to see why he wanted to shrink so badly, and why you were so willing to oblige him. So I took one of my secret passages next to your room and watched you in action. I saw and heard everything. I had never been more turned on in my life. I jacked off right there in the passage.”
“Secret passage?”
“Yeah, secret passage. I’m a mad scientist with my own mansion and an underground lab. Of course there are secret passages. Don’t you ever watch spy movies?” Doc laughed. Hank groaned.
“So then you decided to shrink us?” I had Hank relay up to the doctor.
“Yup. I waited until Hank was sound asleep, then I sneaked into his room and shrunk him. Like I mentioned before, I didn’t want Hank to miss his little pet, so I shrunk Tom, too. I remember Hank mentioning that he was going to make you much smaller anyway, so I figured there’d be no complaints about that. Once I had made Hank mine, I knew why his father was so interested in this project.”
“My dad is involved in this?!” Hank shouted in surprise.
“Oh, yes. You didn’t know? He’s been helping to fund my research for quite a while now. Research can be expensive, even for the independently wealthy. My old friend was greatly interested in my work, and his money, along with your enthusiastic assistance, went a long way towards finishing my invention. And speaking of your father, Hank, he very much wants to see the results of my research. I gave him a call last night to inform him of my success. He’ll be here in an hour. Until then, let’s have a little fun.”

Part V: Pleasure before Business

Doc’s giant hand gently closed around us. I felt him moving, and heard the bed creaking. He was lying back down. He opened his hand to dump us out onto him. Hank and I felt out onto the soft surface of his skin, under his belly button, at the end of his enormous dick.
Hank stood up as best he could, his left fist still holding my miniscule form. Hank stared that the gigantic cock, in shock that another man’s manhood dwarfed his entire body.
“OK, Hank,” Doc said, “I want you to place tiny Tom in the end of my cock.”
Hank spun around. “You want me to what?!”
“You heard me. Place him inside my piss-slit, just at the edge. I want him to work the inside of my cock while you tend to something else. Remember, you promised to behave. I’d hate to have to punish you.”
“I’m sorry, Tom,” Hank whispered to me.
“It’s OK, just do as he says,” I responded. “I’ll be OK. Just do as he says for now. When your dad gets, here I’m sure he’ll get us out of this.”
Hank nodded and proceeded to stick me into the piss-slit of Doc’s dick. At my size, it was rather tall, so I had plenty of space. I lied down on the strange, rubbery surface, waiting for Doc’s cue to begin.
“Ooh,” the doctor shuddered. “That felt amazing. Your turn, Hank. Wander up to my left, nipple, slowly.”
Hank petted me with a giant finger for reassurance and turned around to head up Doc’s soft, fat belly. It was too difficult to walk, so Hank got on his hands and knees. This greatly excited the doctor, and his prick stiffened and lifted up.
“That’s good, Hank. Now get on your stomach. I want you to drag yourself through my chest hair the rest of the way. That’s a good little man.” It wasn’t hard to imagine Hank fuming over what was happening, but we had little choice.
“There you are, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Hank must have reached his destination. “There’s one thing that would make this just perfect.” I couldn’t make out much, but I heard the sounds of moving parts, and then saw a brief flash of green light. Oh no…
“There. I made it so you will slowly shrink to half an inch tall over the next five minutes. OK, Hank, start kneading and chewing my nipple, and Tom, start moving around pushing against the inside wall of my cock.”
I started my task. I pushed, kicked, and rolled around as hard as I could. Doc’s cock hardened in response to the stimulus. My efforts and Hank working his nipple while shrinking against the sensitive skin must have aroused the giant like never before. His cock rose as blood flowed in, hardening the member. I tumbled down deeper into the hole as it finally tightened around me. I panicked. I couldn’t move. I thrashed about, trying to get free. This only excited Doc even more. Precum welled up around me. I close my eyes and held my breath. It felt like forever. My lungs burned, ached for air. Then it happened.
I felt the geyser rumbled up under me, and suddenly I was shooting up. I felt myself clear his piss-slit, then shortly after felt myself land. My small size was easily cushioned by the drop of cum in was surrounded by. I struggled up as quickly as I could and gasped for air. I had just taken a couple of quick breathes when more cum rained down on me, submerging me. I made my way to the surface again, and had enough time for one desperate gulp of air before I was buried under another torrent of the sticky white fluid. Finally the rain abated and I was able to finally surface and breathe as much as I wanted. I could hear the mountain of a giant panting heavily from his orgasm. Then suddenly the sky grew dark.
The end of a colossal finger descended down over the pool of cum I was in, then started pushing it from one side. I had little choice but to ride along, and shortly I felt myself go over a ledge. I was submerged in the doctor’s seed again, and I struggled my way up. I looked around, and from what I could tell, Doc had pushed me into his navel.
“Why don’t you enjoy yourself in my new swimming pool, Tom,” Doc said, “while Hank comes over to get you.”
Doc was right about one thing, his navel was like a swimming pool to me. However, his cum was cooling and becoming more viscous, and I didn’t want to stay in it much longer. I made my way over to an edge, and waited for my giant musclebear to come get me.
It took Hank a long time to reach me, much longer than it took him to crawl and drag himself to the nipple originally. I was surprised when I first saw Hank come over the top of the stomach. He was still a giant to me, but he was much smaller than before. His large hand reached out to me and I eagerly accepted it. Hank dragged me out of the cooling pool of cum, and I stood up next to him. I came up to just past his knee. He was about four times taller than I was. It was just as Doc said, Hank had shrunk down to half an inch tall.
“You OK, Tom?” Hank asked, concern in his voice.
I gave a weak smile up to him, “I am now.”
“Fuck! I can’t believe that bastard shrunk me again! He was getting so worked up over my shrinking. I could see his right hand working his right nipple while his other hand rubbed back and forth on the underside of his cock. I was so worried, I thought you were going to die in there.”
“I thought I might too. I nearly drowned a couple of times.”
“Ah, now I can see you much better,” Doc’s voice suddenly boomed. Hank and I looked up and saw the thick glass lens of the magnifying glass that Doc had before. “That was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had in my life. Feeling Hank shrink against me while Tom moved about in my cock was exquisite. You two should be proud; you’ve made this old, lonely man very happy. You’re turning out to be quite good little pets. And now to get ready for Mike’s arrival.”
A gargantuan finger from the doctor’s other hand came down and gently touched my cum-covered body. I easily stuck to it. It slowly traveled up the length of Doc’s body, coming to a stop in front of the massive bushy grey beard. “Why don’t you hang out in my beard for a while? I’m sure you’ll love waiting there.” The massive finger then pushed me into the tangle of thick grey hairs. I grabbed onto one, and the cum on my body helped me to stick to it as it cooled.
“And as for you, Hank, I think my dick could use some company while we wait.” Doc’s left hand receded back down his body and picked up Hank in a gentle pinch between thumb and forefinger. He deposited the tiny musclebear in his growth of pubic hair. “You should get to know it very well; you’ll be seeing a lot of each other in the future.”
Doc got up, cleaned the cum off of his body with some tissue, and then pulled his underwear on, concealing and trapping Hank with his manhood. Doc continued to dress and clean up in preparation for Mike’s arrival.

Part VI: Daddy’s Here
“Hmm,” Doc pondered. “As much as I’d love to keep you in my underwear Hank, I can’t risk Mike finding out about you. You’d probably get it in your head to crawl free or shout to him or something, and we certainly can’t have that. I think I’ll put you back in your drawer for now.”
Still clutching to the large grey hair of the giant mad scientist’s bushy beard, I heard the sound of a drawer opening, and then it slid shut a moment later.
“As for you, Tom, let’s make you a little more presentable. Mike is very interested in seeing you, after all. We can’t disappoint him.”
Doc walked for a couple of minutes. I heard him go down stairs, then I heard a door open and close. We must have gone back to his lab.
“Now let’s see, where are you…”
A colossal finger approached my position in giant scientist’s massive beard. It gently caressed the outside of his thick growth of facial hair until it touched me.
“Oh, there you are! I can’t really pull you out without hurting you, so I want you to drop into my hand. Here we go.”
Doc’s hand turned palm up under me, and I pulled myself free and dropped into his grooved surface of his hand.
“You’re so tiny, Tom. I can barely see you in my hand. This simple won’t do.”
Doc took a few more steps, and I was unceremoniously dumped out onto a table.
“Hmm…I think three inches should do it.”
The blue beam hit me, and I quickly grew to the prescribed height of three inches. After Doc slipped the shrinking device back into his lab coat pocket, his large hand closed around me, trapping me in his fist. The mad scientist smiled down at me, then walked off to another part of the lab. His hand rose, and I saw bars after his fist went through them. I was set down on a smooth metal surface, and then the hand withdrew, shutting a barred door as it went. Doc had put me in one of his rat cages. He bent down to look at me, his bearded face looming in front of my new prison.
“Yes, we’re ready now.”
Doc stood back up and grabbed something from a higher shelf. A white sheet covered my cage, further removing me from the outside world. I felt my cage being lifted, and heard Doc walking back upstairs to wait for Mike’s arrival.
I don’t know how long I was waiting in the cage. I felt like forever. It was quiet until I heard two motorcycles arrive and shut off their engines. There was knocking and I heard Doc get up from his chair. The door opened, and I heard, “Hello, Mike! It’s been so long.”
“Hello to you, Ralph. Yes, it’s been quite a while.” The deep voice must have belonged to Hank’s father.
“And who’s this?” Doc asked in an almost accusatory tone. He obviously wasn’t expecting another guest and was quite annoyed.
“I’m Sam,” a third voice said. Hank quickly added, “he’s my lover. We’ve been with each other for 5 years now. Hank never mentioned him to you?”
“No,” Doc responded, “he didn’t. Oh well. Welcome to my home, both of you. Please come in and make yourselves at home.”
After a couple minutes of settling down, I heard the three of them sit down at the table I was on.
“Is that what we’re here to see?” Sam’s voice asked.
“Yes. Are you ready?”
“Yes!” Mike and Sam responded in stereo. They both sounded very excited.
Doc lifted the veil from my cage, allowing his audience to get a good look at me. I looked around in confusion and awe as the three giants looked down at their tiny captive.
“He’s real! He’s really real!” Sam said in surprise.
“This is amazing!” Mike added.
I focused first on Mike. He was much bigger than the other two giants; he must have been six and a half feet tall, and probably weighed in at 350 pounds. He looked softer around the edges than Hank, but he still had a strong, stocky build. His son looked very much like him. He was wearing a muscle shirt, exposing his incredibly wide chest that was covered with a dense growth of salt-and-pepper hair. The hair also covered his shoulders and forearms. On the giant bear’s face were thickly grown mutton chops, leaving his chin and upper lip bare. While an uncommon style of facial hair, it looked very sexy on him. Both he and his partner Sam had a full head of hair.
Sam was very different in appearance compare to his giant lover. He looked to be about 10 years younger than bigger bear, and he must have been a full foot shorter. He too was wearing a muscle shirt, showing off his barrel chest that was moderately covered in red hair. He wasn’t as hairy as Mike, and he had a closely trimmed red goatee and sideburns. Despite his relatively smaller stature, he was extremely well built, maybe even a little better than Hank.
“I want to pick him up. Is that OK?” Mike asked of Doc.
“Please, go right ahead. This is for you, after all.”
Mike’s large, meaty hand unlatched the cage door, and his hand entered to grab me. Enclosing me completely in his mighty fist, he pulled me out of the small prison. He turned his palm upright and opened his hand to get a better look at me. Large brown eyes peered down at me in curiosity and amazement.
“Here I am holding him in my hand and it’s still hard to believe. Doc, where’s that invention of yours that is responsible for all of this?”
“I have it right here. Just a moment…” Doc retrieved the shrinking device and handed it over to Mike. He gave the short, simple instructions on its use.
“And what will happen to something that is being held when someone is shrunk?”
“Well, I really haven’t tested that. I know that whatever someone is wearing is reduced along with them, so I would say that the same thing would happen to whatever is being held. Why do you ask?”
“Because we’re about to find out.” Hank handed the shrinking device over to Sam. “Did you get all that Sam? Are you ready?”
“Yes. Let’s do this.”
“Wait! What’s going on?” Doc asked as Mike was struck by the familiar green beam. As predicted, I shrunk along with giant hairy biker bear.
“What? Why?” Doc asked in confusion. He wasn’t the only one. I had never expected that Mike would want to use the device to shrink himself. Now what was going to happened?
Sam’s gargantuan hand was lowered into Mike’s chair and was laid flat face up. My new tiny giant master climbed into the awaiting hand. Quickly remembering my own experiences at being lifted I told Mike, “Tell him to lift you slowly.”
Mike relayed the instructions and Sam’s hand slowly lifted towards his face. Mike looked back down at me and said, “I know you meant well little man, so I’ll let you get away with what you did this once. But I give the orders around here, understand?” I nodded. “Sam won’t be so lenient a master. I suggest you do as he says immediately and without hesitation, should he deign to notice you at all.”
My erection was growing during all of this, and Mike commented on my arousal. “You like this, don’t you little man?” I nodded again. “That’s good, that will make this go much better. I didn’t imagine there’d be others who would want to be tiny like myself.”
“Hey, little man,” Sam interrupted. “How do you feel?”
“Great, sir!” Mike responded. They seemed familiar with their roles.
“And the little man? What happened to him?”
“I’m still holding him, master. He shrunk with me as Ralph predicted.”
“That’s nice. I don’t want you to be lonely,” Sam laughed. “Speaking of that, I think you could use more company.”
“What are you talking about?” Doc questioned. “No! You can’t!! Noooo!!!” I heard Doc try to back away out of his chair but not before he could escape the green beam that struck him.
“Why don’t you two wait here while I collect my new little toy,” Sam said as he set us down on the table.
Mike and I watched as Sam’s colossal body walked over to where Doc was sitting. The giant slowly bent over and reached down into the chair. He was enjoying every second of being the big man.
“No! Grow me back! Please! No!” Doc screamed. The red-headed giant picked up the mad scientist by the back of his lab coat, leaving Doc dangling between thumb and forefinger. “Please make me big again! I’ll do anything you want, just grow me back!”
“Just shut up,” the massive biker ordered. “You’re beginning to annoy me.”
“Please! I’ll give you anything you want. I’m very rich.” Doc pleaded.
“I already have what I want. Now shut up or I’ll shrink you even more.”
Doc’s mouth snapped shut at that and he remained silent. He looked on the verge of tears.
“That’s better. I think I’ll put you in here for now for safe keeping.” Sam set Doc down in the cage, and locked him inside. It was more than the little man could bear, and he broke down sobbing.
The giant red-headed musclebear turned towards his now tiny boyfriend. “Doesn’t your boy work here, little man? I wonder where he is. I wanted to share the little men with that woofy son of yours.”
“Yes, sir, he does,” Mike responded. “I don’t know where he is though. I thought he would have been up here with Ralph.”
Oh no! I had almost forgotten about Hank. He was still half an inch tall in Doc’s dresser drawer.
“Master! Master!” I yelled up to the giant tiny bear holding me.
“What is it little man?”
“It’s about Hank, sir. I know where he is.”
“What’s going on?” Sam asked Mike
“The miniscule little man here knows where my son is.”
“Is that so? Well where is he little speck?”
“He’s in Doc’s bedroom, sir!” I yelled. “Doc shrunk him and left him in one of his dresser drawers.” My giant hairy master relayed my message up to the muscular titan.
Sam became furious at the news. He whipped back around towards the cage. Doc cowered in the corner, trying to get as far away as he could.
“Shrink my lover’s son will you, you bastard?! You’re going to spend the rest of your life no bigger than a speck of dust!” Sam aimed the shrinking device at the cage and fired. It quickly shrank down to no bigger than an inch across. The angry titan then removed his gold chain and threaded it through the handle, then hung it back around his neck. The tiny pendant prison rested between his massive furry pecs.
Sam looked back down at Mike. “Come on, little man. Let’s go rescue your son.”

To be continued…