Misdirected

By BBG3000

I couldn't believe it when I read the letter from my friend.

"Martin - I'm sending this by mail separately from the package that
should arrive to you by the afternoon. I couldn't chance that my e-
mail or phone call would be intercepted. I made the most amazing
discovery. I've made a formula that can shrink people. I remembered
how much we liked playing "Land of the Giants" when we were growing
up and so I sent this to you. The blue pill will shrink you to
approximately 4 inches tall and the red will grow you back again.
Make sure you have the red pill on you when you shrink. I sent you
two blue pills and one red. Try it out to see that it works. Then,
you can come to California and we can try it out together. How, you
say? Take the second blue pill and mail yourself here -
your 'airfare' will be only a few dollars and I'll give you the red
pill when you get here. Try it out, it's so cool! Mark"

Wow! Yeah, we really did like playing giant games when we were
growing up and the fascination hadn't worn off, for me at least and
it sounded like Mark was still into it too.

Mid-afternoon, my package arrived and I almost tore it out of the UPS
guy's hands. I opened the small box and there was a bottle with
three pills in it. I just stared at them in my hand for a minute.
These little things would really shrink me? Well, Mark had always
been a good friend and it sounded like he had tried them on himself,
so what the heck?

I put one blue pill down and put the red pill in one hand. I tossed
the blue pill into my mouth and swallowed it. Within 30 seconds, I
felt the effects. I shivered, shook and winced. Between each shake,
I could see myself shrinking. My room was getting bigger around me,
my dresser began to overtake me in height. This was so cool! Soon,
I was passing the bed and I couldn't see the desk on the far side of
the room. Things continued to expand around me as I shrank.
Finally, it stopped. I looked around the strange landscape that was
my bedroom floor. Huge objects in the distance were my wastepaper
basket and those huge things that were the size of a bus? Those were
my shoes. I spent at least an hour exploring my room from my new
height - thank goodness I lived in an apartment on my own, this would
have taken a lot of explaining. The interesting thing was that my
clothes had shrunk with me, maybe anything touching me shrank too?
Like the red pill? It was still clutched in my hand.

Since I knew I would be able to do this again, I decided to grow
again and get ready to follow the rest of Mark's plan and mail myself
to him. What a cool idea! I was just starting out at my job and
while vacation and other benefits were pretty good, I didn't have
enough to go flying back and forth to California every time I wanted
to play giants. I swallowed the red pill and felt the effects almost
as quickly. Soon I was my regular size again, marvelling at things
that had loomed over me at four inches tall.

It took me almost a week to arrange to go see Mark. I called him
right away of course and we talked in a kind of short hand - yes it
worked, i'll be coming to see you soon. I'm leaving on
Thursday....etc.

I bought a box that was more than big enough, I didn't want to feel
trapped inside. I padded it it pretty well and made sure that there
were airholes. I cut a small hole for me to enter through and stuck
tape on it so it would be sealed when someone picked up the box -
they'd naturally hold it there and then I didn't have to worry about
someone opening my box that way. I got some snacks to stick in my
pockets and would hold some soda bottles when I shrank. I addressed
the box and arranged for pick up.

Finally, the day arrived. I put the box on my porch, made sure no
one was looking and took the blue pill. Everything worked
perfectly. Soon, the small box I had held in my hands loomed over me
like a house and I went inside, pulling the hatch closed behind me.
Within an hour, I was jerked awake by the box shaking. Someone had
picked it up! I was being picked up by a person - how cool!

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Now, I didn't see or hear this part first hand, but this is what I
imagined happened

Obviously in my excitement, I hadn't quite pressed down firmly on the
label and someone else had messed up too. The UPS guy found two
boxes without labels and tried to get them back on the right ones.
He didn't get it right.

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I was kind of sick of the shaking and rattling after a day and a half
(I wasn't paying for overnight shipment). So when I finally felt my
box rest and didn't feel a truck moving or hear plane noises around
me, I figured I was at Mark's place.

I heard someone speaking from outside of the box and called
out "Mark!". Then, a horrible sight. I heard a tearing noise and a
little light came in as something entered the box. From the light I
could see it was the leg of a pair of scissors, cutting the box
open. Shit! What was he thinking!?

I dove for the bottom of the box and heard the tearing continue as
the tape sealing the box was cut. I was about to stand up and yell
at Mark when I heard a voice I did not recognize.

"Hmmm, I wonder what they sent?" The voice was much too young to be
Mark's. He and I were a couple years shy of 30. This voice sounded
about a decade younger.

I was almost blinded when two huge hands pulled back the flaps of the
box. Then a face came into view. A face I didn't recognize. A
young man, of about 20 with a wool cap on his head.

"SHIT MAN, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" asked the booming voice from
above. He picked up the box and tipped it so I fell out onto a
magazine that was lying on the table. I stood up, probably not a
smart thing to do, showing this college guy that I was alive, but I
was in shock myself.

"WHOA," said the guy, "DUDE, YOU ARE SO SMALL." From the slur in his
voice and from looking in his huge eyes as he lowered his head to
rest on his huge hand, I could tell he was high.

"MAN, THE GUYS ARE GONNA LOVE THIS." He said and reached for me as I
screamed.

What the hell had happened? I thought I was being mailed to my
friend Mark and wound up here with some college kid? Where is here?

I thought all of this in the half second of clarity before the guy's
huge hand wrapped around me. I had dreamed about this my whole life -
seeing a real giant, but the reality and the fact it was some guy I
didn't know was just too much. As the huge digits engulfed me (the
guy had big hands, I was going to be totally inside his fist), I
began to thrash, but the soft skin of the fingers just gave like a
bunch of gym mats and I heard a soft laugh from above.

"CALM DOWN LITTLE DUDE" came from the giant. Yeah, right.

"let me go!" I screamed.

"DUDE, YOU GOT A SQUEAKY LITTLE VOICE," said the giant before all
light and sound was cut off as his fingers completed their journey
around me. I was in total darkness, pressed in from every side by
the huge fingers of the giant who had opened the box.

I felt movement as the hand was lifted off of the table, but nothing
I did seemed to make a bit of difference to the giant. The hand
swayed back and forth and I guessed that he was walking somewhere.
Would he take me to Mark? Was Mark even here?

Finally the movement stopped and I found my orientation shifting as
the giant moved his hand. As light began to filter in as the giant
opened his grasp, I found myself laying on his palm. I had been
taken from a den-type room to a bedroom. oh shit

"please you've got to help me, where's Mark?"

"WHO'S MARK?" asked the giant as he lowered his face towards me, his
huge green eyes watching every move I made.

"my friend, i was...being mailed to him...he found a way to shrink
and grow things..." I finished lamely.

"NAH, THAT BOX WAS FROM MY FAMILY. THEY SAID THEY WERE SENDING ME
SOMETHING COOL FOR MY BIRTHDAY AND YOU ARE PRETTY COOL," the giant
said, sending shivers down my spine. I was no birthday present! And
in his intoxicated state, who knew what he'd do with his 'cool new
present'.

"no, i think the labels got mixed up, i was going to Stevensburg,
California"

"RIGHT STATE, LITTLE DUE, WRONG TOWN. I THINK YOU'RE MINE," and the
giant smiled.

"no!" I screamed, "let me go, let me call mark and he'll straighten
this whole thing out!"

The giant just shook his head.

"MAYBE I'LL SHOW YOU TO MY ROOMMATES LATER, BUT FOR NOW, I THINK I'LL
PLAY WITH MY PRESENT." said the giant. More giants lived here, too?
Oh great...wait, did he say play???

The giant tilted his hand and I rolled down onto his dresser.

"what are you doing?" I asked as the giant stood up. Oh my god was
he huge. In 'real life' he was probably about 6'4" or so, but from
my vantage point, he was over 100 feet tall, his face a bill board,
his chest like the side of a mountain, his hands, which had held me,
like some huge crane.

The giant (Ok, I found out soon that his name was Bryan, so I'll
start using it now), Bryan, peeled off his wool cap to display an
unkempt shock of brown hair. He crossed the room and shut the door.

"KURT WON'T BE BACK FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR..." he said to himself, I
guess, I didn't know who Kurt was and while I didn't want to have to
face any more giants, I didn't want to know what Bryan would do when
the others weren't around.

I found out pretty quickly. Bryan then took off his socks, pants and
shirt in quick succession, leaving on only a pair of white boxers.

"um, listen, i know you think i'm some kind of present, but i'm a
real person and i don't know what you think you're going to do to me,
but you better stop now," I rambled, pretty weak, huh?

Bryan stepped over to the dresser and I found my gaze travelling up
the huge mountain of flesh in front of me. The dresser was fairly
tall so I was even with his stomach, his chest stretched above me
like a wall, his chain glinting in the lamplight.

"OK, LITTLE DUDE, LET'S HAVE SOME FUN," Bryan said and gave me no
time to protest as he scooped me up in his left hand. I banged my
head on the ring he had on his index finger.

Bryan flung himself on his bed and I had to hold tight to his fingers
so as not to be thrown down myself. Bryan lowered me to his chest,
putting me down not too far from his navel.

"YOU LOOK SO FUNNY THERE, DUDE," he said.

"i have a name!" I shouted at him, but he didn't even let me tell him.

"YEAH, I SAY IT'S LITTLE DUDE," Bryan said.

"why are you doing this?" i shouted.

"CAUSE YOU'RE MINE," he said as if that was enough reason.

I started to try to move to the side, to get down off of his huge
form, but as soon as I turned, Bryan brought up a hand to block my
way. After two changes of direction, bounding off his hand began to
wear thin.

"YOU NEED TO LEARN WHO'S IN CHARGE," Bryan said, a mean gleam coming
to his eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.

"BOW TO ME," Bryan demanded.

"what?" I asked.

With that there was a huge weight on my back, pushing me into the
flesh of his stomach. He was using one finger to hold me down.

"I SAID BOW!" and the tone made me do it, I could tell he was serious.

So I did it, I knelt, my knees sinking down ever so slightly into his
flesh, my hands in front of me.

"BETTER" Bryan said.

"NOW STAY DOWN AND BACK UP" he demanded. I began to shuffle
backwards, not even thinking about where I was going, I just could
not take my eyes off of his huge eyes. Even when his hand rose along
his side and went over me, I didn't put two and two together.

It was only when I noticed I was crawling backwards into shadow that
I realized where he was sending me. I hesitated, but all he had to
do was mouth the word 'go' and I kept going.

Now I could see the boxer material he had pulled up, looking for all
the world like circus tent.

'please' I sobbed as i began to encounter his pubic hairs.

"YOU'RE MINE NOW LITTLE DUDE," Bryan said as he began to lower the
waistband of the boxers, trapping me in the darkness.