Saturday, October 8, 2016


The wager ch 3

David carried his diminutive love goddess to the upstairs bathroom and placed her gingerly on the counter next to the sink. Ashlie was impressed both with how easily she had been carried up the stairs and the gentle way that David was treating her. She knew he wasn’t going to treat her like dirt, but after all the hell Josh put her through, it was a good feeling none the less.

Now all she had to do was get through tonight and call her friend Beth in the morning. Beth was a Defense attorney in Ashlie's law firm that specialized in abuse cases. At this point Ashlie figured even if she couldn’t get the cure for some reason she would be set for life, from suing her husband and if ever there were grounds for divorce, turning your wife into a two foot tall plaything certainly seemed to be good enough grounds.

As Ashlie's mind became lost in thought, dwelling on the thought of Josh, she had all but forgotten about the bath. David walked over to the tiny woman, who was now under three feet tall and gently slipped her off the counter.

As David reached for Ashlie's shirt she slapped his hand and objected "no David. I'm an adult and can do this myself."

David Jumped back and confusingly responded “Uh, I’m sorry. I just figured since earlier you let me, I would uh just…”

Ashlie tried her best to calm him, after all she was hardly in a position to be bitchy to him “It’s alright David,” She reassured him in that higher voice that she now had. “I know you like me. And I like you to, But not like that David. Were just friends and not lovers. OK?’”

David looked away in shame and mumbled "OK Ms. Miles..."

Ashlie looked David over and knew he was let down. The boy thought he was going to get lucky, but had his dreams crushed. "I will tell you what.." Ashlie acknowledged with a little cheer in her voice, "how about you find me something to wear while I get in the tub."

David looked back to the shrunken woman and inquired "like what?"

Ashlie shrugged her shoulders and confessed "What ever you want David. As long as it's not skimpy or to revealing. The shirt I have now is too big to wear and I can't go around naked."

David nodded his head in agreement and countered "Anything I want? Or did you have something in mind?"

Ashlie looked over to the tub and noticed bubbles starting to peak over the rim. She turned back to David and smiled "let's say your choice. For helping me out today."

David smiled big and nodded yes before darting out of the bathroom in Hurry.

Ashlie rolled her eyes in annoyance and said "boys...there all the same." Before pulling her oversized shirt off and letting it fall to the ground.

The tub was a little higher than she had expected it to be and had to straddle the brim just to get in. As she let her body sink into the warm depths, the bubbles surrounded what was left of her body, left afloat. The water felt amazing and much needed after the days stressful events.

Ashlie smiled to herself as she took in the bath toys on the edge of the tub. They looked like giant versions of the ones she was use to seeing. Even the Mr. Bubble container was oversized. She rolled her neck to the side and used her hand to rub her tensed shoulders. This was truly relaxing.

Ashlie grabbed the washcloth and began to wipe away the grime from the mall parking lot, as she did this she thought about what was to become of her. If she left Josh, would she even get the cure?

Ashlie jumped in place as the door swung open and David loudly announced "I found you something! I looked around my room, but have nothing your size, Ms. Miles. So I looked in my sister's room."

Even with the bubbles surrounding her body, Ashlie instinctively covered her chest so her breast couldn't be seen. She smiled up to David from the bath tub and said "thank you...I didn't know you had a sister."

David set the clothes down on the toilet seat and confessed "yeah, most people don't know I do. She's to little to go out and play."

Ashlie stained her eyes to see what David had found, but was unable to take any of it in. The clothes on the seat were to bundled up to identify.

Ashlie leaned back in the tub and smiled "What ever it is David, I'm sure it will be good enough. Thanks."

David pulled a towel from the cupboard and placed it on the clothes. "I'm going to go to my room. It's down the hall at the end. When your done that's were I will be."

Ashlie smiled at David and as he walked to the door she inquired "was there underwear?"

David had his hand on the door knob, but stopped long enough to reply "yeah. They should fit. Let me know if not."

Ashlie simply nodded and and waited for David to go. As he closed the door she released the hold on her breast and let out a sigh. Clothes from David's sisters room did not sound to appealing, and not to mention, David probably picked something completely stupid.

Ashlie stood up in the tub and lifted her leg over the brim of the tub. Once her toes were able to touch the ground, she swung her other leg over and planted both feet firmly on the ground.

She reached over and grabbed the towel from the toilet and proceeded to dry herself off with the blanket sized cloth. As the towel fell to the floor, Ashlie reached up onto the toilet and grabbed the bundle of clothes David had found for her. Right away Ashlie was a bit confused as she held up what appeared to be some type of Easter dress. It was light pink with white ruffles and puffed sleeves. Ashlie looked the dress over and held it up to see if it was going to fit. It looked about right in size.

She rolled her eyes and began to pull the dress over her head and shoulders, letting it fall into place as she released her grip on it's material. No doubt it was a girls Easter dress, as Ashlie found that the bottom of the dress flared out because of layers of ruffles. "Really?" She mumbled as she looked herself over. The dress was cute, but not for her.

Ashlie looked up from the dress to the toilet seat and took note that there was still the matter of underwear. "What do we have here..." Ashlie curiously whispered as she reached up and snagged the panties. From having kids of her own, Ashlie knew right away just by looking at them, that they were training panties. They were one step above actual training pants.

"Really David..."Ashlie sighed as she held the thick cotton panties open and stepped inside. After pulling them into place, she was quiet amazed that they actually felt comfortable. She looked herself over and felt like a fool. This was beyond demeaning and humiliating.

With no other option, but to face the fact she was stuck in this position, Ashlie sucked up her pride and walked out of the bathroom. She tip toed down the hallway and took in the shear size of everything around her. It had only been a days time since Joshua slipped her the green liquid and yet it was enough time to change her own view of her existence. It was fascinating and scary at the same time.

As Ashlie entered David's room she was amazed at how cluttered it was with comic books, games, and action figures. It literally looked like he could have owned a local comic book shop.

"Oh, hey!", boomed David as he noticed Ms. Miles enter his room, "I'm glad to see that the dress fits! What about the underwear?"

Ashlie looked down at the clothes she was wearing and admitted "yeah, it fits. Same with the underwear David."

David cheerfully jumped off of his bed and grabbed something from his desk. As he walked over to Ashlie she felt a nervous twinge ride up her spine.

"What's that David?" Hesitantly inquired Ashlie.

David stopped right in front of Ashlie and smiled down on her. She was now half his size. "I've got something for you!" David cheerfully confessed.

Ashlie began to panic. With all of the boys advances and flirting, she hoped he didn't have any bad ideas. With a worried stutter, Ashlie reluctantly asked "wh..what is it?"

David had a big smile on his face as he held up a tiny crown for Ashlie to see. "I got you this!" He cheerfully smiled.

Ashlie let out Sigh of relief once she seen the crown. She was expecting something much worse. "Thank you David. Why a crown though?" Remarked Ashlie as she looked the item over in his giant hands.

David turned slightly and pointed over to where his television was located and explained "I thought it would be cool if we could play the Wii together. I've got Mario set up and a thrown for you. I was thinking it might be cool if a could play games with a princess. Or queen?"

Ashlie looked over to where David was pointing and noticed that the boy had set up a little makeshift thrown beside his chair. Over all, he was trying to be sweet and Ashlie could see no harm in it. She smiled up at David and responded "I would gladly play games with you, as a princess."

David smiled down on Ms. Miles and carefully placed the crown on her head.

It had been awhile since the last time Ashlie had played Mario brothers, but after half an hour she got the hang of it.
As she cleared the level, Ashlie jumped up from her makeshift thrown and yelled "boo-ya!"

"That was all luck..." David remarked as his turn began. Ashlie flopped down on her chair and realized that she hadn't had this much fun in ages. Joshua never took her out or challenged her to a night of video games. For the first time in her adult life, she felt right in place doing what she was doing.

"Your not expecting any friends over, are you?" Asked the shrunken woman as she looked around the room.

David had his tongue hanging out his lips as he moved the controller like it was part of the game. Without looking to Ashlie he responded "no, I don't have that many."

Ashlie silently nodded her head and replied "that's a shame. Your a nice guy."

David was to drawn into the game and didn't respond back. As Ashlie watched him take his turn, she let out Yawn. She was beginning to get tired. She looked over to his bed and yawned "do you think I can crash out for a bit?"

David paused the game and looked to the shrunken woman before turning his eyes to his bed. David stood up from his chair and acknowledged "yeah, you can sleep in my bed tonight if you want?"

"What about you?" Questioned Ashlie as she stretched her arms and proceeded to yawn again.

David pulled back his blankets and patted the bed for Ashlie to come. "I will sleep on the ground. I'm not tired yet. Plus I got some new comics." He answered with a smile.

Ashlie got up from her seat and adjusted the Easter dress as she walked over to David's bed. Luckily for her, the mattress didn't have a frame. As she got to its edge she climbed up and laid down. She smiled as David pulled the covers over her and turned the television to cable.

"I got some things to do. So you rest, OK?" Stated David as he walked to his bedroom door.

"Thanks David..." Ashlie mumbled as she closed her eyes and got comfy.

David then left his room and drained the tub while Ashlie fell asleep.

After some time of being fast asleep, Ashlie awoke to seeing David reading comics at his desk. "How long was I out?" Ashlie asked as she pulled back the blankets.

Right away Ashlie noticed David looking at her with concern in his face.

“What is it David?” She asked.

“You’re still getting smaller", David told his two and a half foot tall friend.

“Are you jut going to shrink away into nothing?” David asked, a strong measure of worry and concern in his voice.

"No..." Ashlie reassured him, "I should be done shrinking by tomorrow. I don't know the full effects, but am supposed to get down to about 2 foot or so? From what I know of the process...” She said hoping to herself that she was right.

"But how did you get like this?” David asked quizzically as he looked Ashlie over.

Ashlie looked up at him and drowsily replied "I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. Let's go back to bed. It's late David.”

David clicked his lamp off and climbed into his sleeping bag on the floor. As Ashlie and David both began to drift into unconsciousness David mumbled "good night Ms. Miles."

As ashlie awoke the next morning her fears had been confirmed, she had stopped shrinking, but she was down to a height of 23 inches. As she regained consciousness, she noticed that she was the only person in the room.

“David?” she called out, but to no answer.

The door to David’s room had been left opened a crack, which at least meant Ashlie wasn’t trapped in this massive shrine to adolescence. She slid off of the bed by holding on to the comforter and hit the hardwood floor with a unceremonious thud. She got up rubbed her little bottom and began to make her way through the maze of giant action figures, comics and gaming books. On her way out she spotted a 12 inch G.I Joe, and began to feel a bit superior about not being sorter than a Barbie. As ashlie finally made it out the doorway she stuck her tiny head out the door. The coast looked clear. She was hallway down the hall when she saw something major enough to give her a massive heart attack!

It was Dexter Boyle, Ashlie's “rival", walking through the upstairs corridor with his wife. Ashlie had never made the connection before that Dexter was David’s father, and before she could do anything, Dexter and his wife spotted the toy-sized woman.

"Ashlie?” Dexter spat out in a combination of confusion and disbelief.

Ashlie knew that she was in for it now. She quickly darted into the closest room to her.

“Ashlie?” Dexter called out incredulously as she bolted into the room next to her.

Ashlie didn't think twice about what she was doing, since her mind told her to flee. As she entered the room she looked back and accidentally tripped over something. Sending her falling to the ground. She quickly glanced to see what she ran into and shuddered when she noticed it was a baby doll, almost as big as her.

She pulled herself up from the ground and spun around reeling in pain as Dexter and his wife walked into their daughters room, his shadow blotting out the light fixture from Ashlie's perspective.

Ashlie's leg hurt, she might have sprained her ankle, but she needed something to fend off her assailant with. She grabbed for the closest thing she could and began to wield it frantically like a weapon. Ashlie was to busy fighting to notice that every time she swung the object it made a squeaky noise.

Dexter knelt down next to the woman who had caused him so much grief in his life, now reduced to a toy sized shadow of her former self, Dexter knelt there for a second and finally spoke.

“Um, ashlie?” he started slowly “maybe you were unaware of this, but a toy pacifier really can’t do all that much damage, I mean you might give me a tickle, but that’s kind of doubtful.”

Ashlie could hear his wife in the background give out a slight giggle before she opened her eyes and looked at the oversized pacifier in her hands. She immediately dropped the child's toy and stared at Dexter in defiance.

“What are you going to do to me?" ashlie demanded, her eyes glaring up at the giant she used to refer to as “little man”.

“Well’” responded Dexter, picking the tiny woman up of the floor, “First I’m going to pass you off to my wife Nancy. She'll take you into my room and then make sure you didn’t hurt yourself tripping over that doll. Then I intend to have a long conversation with you about how you got this way, and how and why you ended up in my daughters room.”

As Ashlie felt herself being past to Dexter's wife, Nancy took her into the nook of her arm as if she was holding a newborn baby. "Don't worry...Ashlie? It's Ashlie right? I'm Nancy and I won't hurt you." Cooed the giant woman.

Ashlie looked up from the woman's arms and meekly smiled as she responded "yes, it's Ashlie. Ni...nice to meet you Nancy."

The giant woman looked at the shrunken woman curiously before looking over to her husband and saying "I'm going to take her to our room, won't you give us a moment dear?"

Dexter simply nodded and watched as his wife walked out of the room with Ashlie.

Ashlie's heart began to race, as her ankle continued to writhe in pain, she knew she couldn’t run, she had never felt so helpless before in her life, here she was being carried around like an infant, by Dexter's wife no less.

Ashlie couldn’t imagine how this could get worse, and then it did. As the emotions and embarrassment welled up inside of her, she fell apart. Ashlie began to Bawl like a tiny child who had lost their mother. The only thing Nancy could do was comfort her like she would her own.

Nancy had never seen something like this before, she didn’t know what to do. but she tried her best to sooth her. She pulled Ashlie's tiny body close to hers and let this humiliated and miniaturized woman cry on her new blouse. Nancy had almost forgotten the tiny woman was really an adult, holding her like that; it was reminiscent of holding her own infant daughter and son. Sure the curves were entirely different, but she was too concerned to think about that just yet.

Nancy walked into the master bedroom and carefully laid Ashlie on the bed. Ashlie was still crying but had slowed her tears down quiet bit before she got a good look at Nancy. She was stunning. From her long blonde hair down to her blues eyes. All of her curves were those of person who takes care of them self.

Nancy began to softly rub Ashlie's legs in order to find a sore spot. As she got down to Ashlie's feet she softly asked "does it hurt here?"

Ashlie shyly looked up to the giant woman before her and politely responded "Thanks Nancy. You didn't have to do that. I think I will be fine though. I just hit my foot hard."

Nancy just kept rubbing Ashlie's feet as she smiled down on the little woman. Silently Dexter walked in and took seat on the bed.

“So what happened?” Dexter said in a concerned voice, Ashlie hadn’t heard that kind of voice ever come from him before, of course she was always a little more interested in clawing her way to the top than getting to know her legal opponents on a personal level. She stared up at the slightly balding and skinny man, and began to cry again. She felt the stab of every barbed phrase she had ever hurled carelessly at this man who now seemed to be doing nothing but trying to help, and what’s more sooner or later she was going to have to tell him and his wife that She and David had kissed. She began to cry out her story, the fantastic tale of how a crackpot multimillionaire and her gullible husband had made a bet that involved slipping her a Chinese fertility drug that ate away at her once intimidating stature and left her small and naked. After an hour of discussion Dexter took a minute to let it all sink it.

“Well, I’ll got to admit I’m shocked, I kind of wished you would of explained this yesterday morning, I wondered what was going on, but as usual, you had to keep this petty rivalry going” confessed Dexter.

Ashlie looked up at the giants before her and stated “O.K. I’m sorry about all of that, I’ll admit I was a bit eager to prove I was strong enough to have what it takes.”

“Strong Enough?” asked Dexter.

Ashlie Stood up and pulled at the oversized Easter dress she was still wearing around herself like a large towel. “My family is one of those old school types, old money really, where the father plays golf, and the mother drinks herself into a coma, I was a debutante that no one expected could handle herself in the business world, so I always tried to overcompensate be the toughest and hardest I could prove to the firm that I could take on any challenge, I always hated being treated like a porcelain doll!”

Dexter and Nancy stifled a laugh as Ashlie realized the inherent humor in her statement. Dexter looked into Ashlie's shimmering blue eyes and said. “There is nothing wrong with being tough, but it is important to know when to show a little compassion.”

Nancy silently shook her head in agreement with her husband's statement as she smiled down on Ashlie.

Ashlie wasn’t sure what to make of all of this, but she was getting the distinct impression that she was beginning to like Dexter and his wife. She began to cry again, unable to know what to say, Nancy picked her up again and began to sooth her tears by patting her back. This time Nancy felt something for the woman that Dexter had often talked about, now crying in her arms.

It took several hours of discussion between Dexter, Nancy, Ashlie and David before everything could be worked out. Ashlie sat on the table still wearing in the oversized Easter dress, while the three sat at opposite ends of the table discussing the fact that what David did was not wrong, but that David and Ashlie were never going to kiss or see each other like that again. It was a very difficult and embarrassing moment for Ashlie, who had been use to being the object of men’s desire, but became humiliated as she had to explain how she had in many ways  used David to get what she wanted. But eventually David understood.

That evening they all ate together. Ashlie sat in Rachel's old high chair that Nancy had managed to salvage from the attic.

“So now what’s going to happen to you?” David asked as he reached across the table for another piece of lasagna.

“I’m not sure.” Ashlie said, as she tried valiantly to maintain her composure while trying to eat this massive block of food with a small pitchfork, by her scale.

“Well your welcome to stay with us.” Nancy calmly stated with smile, It was at that moment that Nancy caught sight of Ashlie's eyes. In that moment Ashlie appeared to be a completely different person, the stone cold mega bitch replaced with a human being as frail as any of us. Dexter wasn’t sure which was more amazing, her reduction to doll size, or her opening up and becoming someone he found to be very human, even likeable.

The next few days passed quickly for the four family members and shrunken guest, as Ashlie sank into the role of daughter/girlfriend in the Boyle household. She helped out around the house as much as she could considering her tiny stature, and generally became part of their family.

The day before, the bet’s end was Drawing near however, and as much as Ashlie began to enjoy her newfound life, she had a bit of unfinished business to do. That afternoon Dexter arrived home at noon after taking the day off. He went right in to where Ashlie was. (She was trying valiantly to pick up some of David’s thing. Dexter laughed to him self as watched the Petite Ashlie carrying GI Joe Dolls like they were small children and trying to throw his socks into the hamper (which looked a bit like basketball practice.)

“Shall we? Dexter then said interrupting Ashlie's free-throw attempt.

Ashlie turned to Dexter, "Yeah, but I’m gonna feel a little odd wearing this to the meeting."

Ashlie looked down at her clothes. Nancy had been dressing her and had picked up a couple of clothing sets from osh'kosh.  The clothes that she was currently wearing were essentially a pink pair of overalls and a yellow T-shirt, which both were a little baggy, but it beat the Easter dress.

Dexter smiled at his newly found friend, “Don’t worry" he said,” I have it all covered.”

Dexter opened his brief case and pulled out a miniature business suit, it looked like a near copy of the power skirt and jacket set Ashlie normally wore to the office.

"I have a client who run’s a doll shop down on south street, I put in the order two days ago, all in all not to shabby for a rush job.” Dexter said, examining the outfit.

Ashlie looked up at Dexter and smiled. He then pulled out a tiny pair of nylons and lingerie to match.

Ashlie gave him a queer look. “If every thing goes well’” She stated, Then you and Nancy might see me in those later, but in the mean time I gotta get ready. So get out. Ashlie took the bundle of clothes from Dexter and walked behind the door.

Minutes later she came back out a stunningly beautiful miniature professional Dexter scooped he up into his arms and Carried her like a toddler out to his car. Strapping Ashlie in a car seat, he then got in next to her. Ashlie smiled at him as he started the car. She was finally ready to give Bob Maclarren a serious shock for what he had done to her, and once they reached that crackpot millionaire’s office she wasn’t going to let a little thing like being only two feet tall stop her from bringing him to his knees!

Bill Maclaren stood in his office, his hands wrapped around a newly acquired carbon steel putter. Bill could have easily bought a thousand putters some of higher quality than the ones he was currently using on his mini putting green in his office, but there was something Bill found particularly satisfying about winning his items in a wager. It was as if he was able to both prove his point and be immediately rewarded for his correctness all at the same time. Bill grinned as he went for the perfect putt. Just then, his intercom burst to life.

“Mr. Maclaren,” The statically feminine voice said as it came through the box. "There is a, uh pair of lawyers here to see you.”

"Aww Grace!”  Bill Maclaren exclaimed “You tell them blood suckin’ monkeys on my retainer that I am in a meeting!” 

Bill chomped down on his fine Cuban cigar returning to his attempt to sink this putt in a way that would make even Tiger Woods Jealous. 

“Uh, sir?” Grace responded from the box.  “They aren’t our Lawyers, they represent a private party they say. And Sir one of them is really small, I …” 

Bill didn’t hear the rest he didn’t have too. He knew that Ashlie was on the other side of that door. His cigar dropped from his mouth in surprise, as he stomped his foot leaving a blackened mess on his pristine putting green. “Let them in.”  Bill said with an ounce of defeat in his voice.

The massive mahogany doors to Bill’s office finally opened as the first lawyer walked confidently through. 

“Amazing!” Bill thought.  He had seen Ashlie Before, but it was as if this were part of some dream sequence as she marched in confident as ever, at her present height of 23 inches. Her small business suit looked very much like the things he had seen the 6 foot goddess wear before, but in this light of the room this was just so, so surreal.

Behind the petite woman was an unimpressive studious looking fellow.  Bill was certain he could hog-tie this yellow-bellied weasel faster than a tri-stare rodeo with a newborn calf, but even so Dexter had a grin of a man that knew enough to crush Maclaren, and Bill was not in the happiest of moods about that.

Bill sat behind his massive cherry wood desk and reclined in his fine leather office seat. “Let me guess,”  Bill started “This is about the Wager?” 

Dexter picked up Ashlie by the waist and placed her on Bill’s Desk. Ashlie politely took off her new high heels as not to scratch the surface of Bill’s desk, she lost another half inch doing this, but it was hardly as if height advantage was working for her anyway. 

Bill stared at the tiny woman whose curves and shape were all still that of a very sexy near Amazonian goddess, but her new stature was enough to make you unable to turn away.

“Let’s begin...” Ashlie squeaked, her tiny voice trying her hardest to sound professional. 

“Mr. Maclaren you have tried a drug that was untested and unapproved by the FDA on me, and to top that off you did not get my consent to do so, both of which can send you up the river for a very long time.  Oh, Bill Bill Bill.” she said giving Bill a seductive yet dangerous look. 

“You and your company could be in for the worst time in your life if you aren’t careful Mr. Maclaren.” added Dexter from the other side of the desk.

Bill’s face went purple. “I could just have your tiny but killed and do the same to your buddy here and no one would be the wiser!”  Bill said putting his face directly into hers. 

Ashlie could feel his angry breaths on her legs. Ashlie did not flinch though.  “You lay a hand on us and the media gets the whole story, bye the way, the bet was that I would become a recluse right?" Ashlie said in a rather businesslike tone.

“Uh yeah?” Bill said unknowingly. 

At that ashlie snapped her fingers, which brought Dexter to his feet delivering a business card to Bill Maclaren. Bill examined the card, which had only one thing on it, a Web address. 

“Type that into your web browser Bill" Ashlie proudly Squeaked.

Bill complied, opening Google and typing in the URL. Bill’s Jaw nearly dropped off as he saw a nude picture of the little lawyer staring back at him.  The Photo of Ashlie had her sitting on a kids rocking horse, naked as the day she was born.  

 The webpage read: “Little Ashlie's Playhouse”   

Ashlie calmly stated in her high-pitched voice “apparently, there is quite a lot of people who think that small women are sexy, and this mini-babe fetish is quite the thing.” 

Bill sat in awe as he scrolled through video and pictures of the the shrunken woman doing things only a person her size could do. One set of pictures she was posing naked with a doll. Another set she was holding a baby bottle while posing with an oversized highchair.

"Antidote too. Not just the antidote,” Ashlie calmly stated, “I want a year supply of both the drug and it’s antidote!”

“Why in the hell?” Bill exclaimed. 

“Well,” Ashlie cut him off, “I met some friends on line, Sasha Kajira, Chrys and they all were interested in trying this stuff out. So I told them I would get some more, not to mention I kinda like it down here! Besides I still have a bit of unfinished business at this size!"

Bill relented giving Her both the formula and the cash, along with a few choice phrases about how he was the orneriest little bitch he had ever had the misfortune of dealing with.

 Dexter and Ashlie went up to Dexter’s room where he set both her and the money on the bed, she took off the mini business suit and began to roll naked in the towel sized bills. Soon Dexter brought the pink liquid that was supposed to turn her to normal over to her. And Ashlie began to drink it. The effect of the growth formula was almost immediate as she began to grow a few inches. This is where she learned the other secret of the Drug.   As stated before the ancient Chinese drug was used in a fertility ceremony, and caused the females to be reduced to this doll state, during which time the men had to care for them (showing their childrearing skills to the woman first hand) then the antidote was applied and the woman would be ready to experience the man.  

The next morning at the miles house, Josh sat in the kitchen as his daughter Michele entered followed by Chelsea. 

“Dad?” Michele said in that voice of hopeful youth  “Will we ever see mom again?” 

Chelsea rolled her eyes at the sappy comment as Josh took another puff from his cigarette.  “I don’t know honey, I….”  

Just that moment the door burst open. As Ashlie stood there in all of the tall lean glory, carrying a set of carbon- fiber golf clubs and a briefcase containing a quarter of a million dollars. 

“I believe I stated that there was to be no smoking in this house!”  Ashlie said in her loud authoritative voice ringing through the house. 

Joshua by reflex extinguished the cigarette and followed his children to the front door. Ashlie picked up her eight-year-old daughter, feeling good that at least one member of the family didn’t earn her wrath.

Chelsea’s heart dropped as she looked up at her mother towering over her.

Ashlie looked down at her tiny daughter. “Hello Chelsea, I hope you have been keeping up with your homework while I have been away on business.”, Ashlie stated in a cold tone to make Chelsea feel ever smaller. 

Joshua sheepishly looked at his Amazonian wife, now restored to all of the glory.  “So where have you been?”  he nervously asked. Hoping that this nightmare with the shrinking was all finally over. 

“I couldn’t get any of my work done with you two acting so childish,” Ashlie retorted giving an icy glare to both Josh and Chelsea. So I had to spend some time with an associate of mine.

“Who?” Josh questioned.

 “No one you know,” Ashlie retorted, "I have the money Mr. Maclaren wagered us, and your clubs. I believe that we should celebrate. Who is up for Lunch at El Mariachis?” 

Ashlie Knew that Chelsea hated Mexican but was not about to go against her mother’s wishes now. The whole family agreed and Ashlie was back in the driver’s seat, as the family began to discuss how to spend the money. Ashlie was particularly quiet.  Chelsea began talking about her getting a new Cell phone, everyone in her class would be so jealous, a little one to not some big old clunky one. Josh conversed with Ashlie about the two of them taking a cruise to the Bahamas together once the kids were back in school. 

Ashlie calmly sat and listened to them.  Then their food came. For some reason Ashlie insisted upon everyone getting up and going into the bathroom to wash their hands, the rest of the family was puzzled but no one said much.  When they all got back to the table Josh downed his margarita, and looked at his wife. 

"honey what do you think, after these two little monsters go back to boarding school, you, me, and the virgin white sands", Josh commented slyly.

“Well Joshua,” Ashlie Stated matter of factly. The kids aren’t going back to boarding school, I have had them enrolled here in public school.”

“Mother!” Chelsea whined While Michele grinned at the possibility of getting away from those stuffy old uniforms and such.

“Not one peep little girl!” Ashlie said in a frightening tone, “And further more, Josh, Chelsea, for what you put me through last week I am sure you will agree that turnabout is fair play." 

Josh didn’t quite understand, until he looked at Ashlie and she somehow seemed taller. 

“Yes Josh, you and Chelsea have both just drunk the same chemical that made me shrink.”  Ashlie stated with a smile.

Chelsea and Josh were horrified.  

"And now I am taking my half of the money and my daughter to our new home, and I would suggest you two get home soon, that stuff will hit you like a hammer, and you’ll be munchkins before you know it!” laughed Ashlie.

“But MOM!” Chelsea cried  “I have that big party to go to this weekend you can’t do this to me!”

Ashlie looked down at her daughter.  “You should of thought of that before you acted like such a little brat huh?” 

Ashlie and Michael left the Table as Joshua and Chelsea sat there in silence, before running to the car in haste.

Ashlie and Michele sat at a table two booths down where Dexter and his family were waiting.

“michele.”  Ashlie Said “Meet your new family. I think we’ll both be a little happier over here!”



The Wager Ch 2

Joshua walked into Chelsea's room as she laboriously unpacked and made her self at home. 

"Chelsea hon" Josh said to his daughter.

"Yes Dad?" Chelsea responded obediently.

"Your mother is going through some strange changes, so I want you to be prepared for what your going to see." Joshua deliberated to his daughter.

"You've been talking about this stuff since you picked me up from the Airport dad. Is mother sick, or dying? Is she going to be OK?" Chelsea inquired with a worried brow. 

"No kiddo, it's nothing like that.", Josh reassured his daughter "It's more like a metamorphosis, she's going to need our help to get through this. But she's not the same in a sense." 

Chelsea stood thoroughly confused as to what her father was saying. "What kind of metamorphosis?" She nervously questioned. 

Ashlie gracefully entered the room in all of her glory. At a little over four feet tall, she was hardly the Amazonian mother that Chelsea remembered seeing before the break.

Chelsea looked down on her tiny mother from a height advantage of over a foot, as ashlie met her large daughter's eyes from the vantage point of a child. 

"Well do you remember that movie Honey I shrunk the kids?" Ashlie asked with a touch of sarcasm in her voice, "You're father thought It would be nifty to see what it would be like to do the home version."

Chelsea was speechless as she looked her shrunken mother over and noticed her mother was now staring up at her. Ashlie had a twinge of fear as her new high voice, and tiny frame cancelled out any authoritarian views her daughter might have. Ashlie flashed back to the last time she had to discipline her daughter, and how very unintimidating she must look at her new height.

Her clothes probably didn't help either and unfortunately, Joshua was hardly a master shopper. So she was limited on what she had to wear. The girls Minecraft T-shirt and light purple jumper gave her the actual look of a little girl. She was going to go with the days of the week panties, but after opening the pack she found out that they were already to big. So she had to settle on a pair of "my little pony" panties. Colored socks and pink shoes completed the outfit. Only on close inspection could you tell that ashlie was all woman.

Chelsea was taken back, Her mother had always been a strict disciplinarian and fancy dresser. but now, after seeing her mother dressed the way she was Chelsea felt the weight of her fear of her mother lifting. 

"Mother That outfit is really cute, but it isn't you, is it?" Chelsea said in a way that was a mixture of concern and condescending. 

"No, it's not. It's cute though?" Ashlie replied uncomfortably as she looked herself over. She would have been caught dead wearing such an outfit.

"Well, maybe we could all go to the mall and I could help you get some more decent clothes!" Chelsea chimed, "I could help you, and in you're present state no one would be the wiser, we could be sisters!"

Ashlie thought about what her daughter was saying. Being sisters meant that she would be the younger sister because of her height. Finally ashlie replied "No, I really Don't think..."

"Oh Come on mother, it will be fun! it could be a bonding experience for both of us!" Chelsea argued as she hugged me mom dramatically. 

"She's got a good point." Josh added, "You've been cooped up in this house to long, Let's go out!"

Josh cheerfully took his wife by the hand as Chelsea followed gleefully.

Ashlie thought to herself, "I have lost control!" and for the first time in her charmed life, she truly felt helpless.

As they walked to the mini van, Ashlie could almost feel the animosity that was now radiating from her daughter, like a sun beating down on a man in the desert.  

As ashlie approached the mini van she put her petite hand on the passenger side door handle and was about to pull when a larger hand clasped her hand. 

"Now now mother, as a lawyer, you of all people should now that new statute about kids riding in the back seat." Chelsea smirked as she looked down on her mother. 

Ashlie was mortified. Not only at the implication that a law meant to protect small children now applied to her because of her decreased stature, but because her own daughter was the one willing to enforce it. 

Joshua towered over the young Chelsea and his tiny wife. "She's right hon," Josh said, in a voice that also seemed to drip with a touch of sarcasm. "For now anyway, you should probably sit in the back, for safety.  Look on the bright side honey, at least you don't need a car seat." 

Joshua hoisted his three foot ten wife up and into the back seat as Chelsea gleefully slid the door open for them. 

"You mean not yet, Don't you Josh?" Ashlie shot out with a degree of venom. She may have become smaller, but her fury was still that of any normal sized woman, perhaps even more so. 

Joshua buckled in his tiny wife, and stated "Look, we may as well get used to this idea. Besides If you are going to continue to act childish over one simple mistake, then perhaps that's how I should treat you, like a child." 

Ashlie just sat there, fuming.  She thought to herself how she would love to get revenge on Josh for the humiliation he was putting her through, but now was not the time.  Maybe after she returned to normal she would divorce him and sue him for everything he had. 

As she continued to sulk the van started up and left the driveway, with Chelsea taking the position of shotgun.  How was ashlie going to argue?  Chelsea was a clear foot taller than her, and getting bigger all the time.

As they drove toward the mall, Chelsea stated. "You know dad, before we go to the mall, maybe we could grab a bite to eat.  I haven't eaten since lunch and maybe we could go to Chuck-E-Cheese's for dinner and a little family fun?"

Ashlie shrieked "Absolutely not! In case either of you have forgotten I am still shrinking here! There is no way I'm putting up with that kind of embarrassment!" 

Josh looked at his tiny bride in the rear view mirror and replied "So, you're going to let our daughter starve, because you have some self image problem? That's pathetic. You should know better than that Ashlie." 

"Then we can go?" Chelsea asked as she looked up at her father with puppy dog eyes. 

"Of course Kiddo. Just because you mother wants to act like a spoiled little brat doesn't mean that you have to suffer." Joshua cheerfully replied.

Ashlie couldn't believe her ears. Josh had said she was acting like a brat. She wouldn't have been in this situation if he never made this stupid bet with Bill. She defiantly crossed her arms and mumbled "bastard..."

The more Ashlie thought about the place the more dread crept over her. She didn't want to go. "Josh this is crazy! Let's just order a pizza. I can't go out in public while I'm still shrinking!  It's too damn embarrassing..." She pleaded, fighting back the first tears that were welling up in her tiny eyes. 

Josh didn't bother looking back as he responded, "Nonsense! Besides, we're already here. Just relax and don't think about it honey. Or are we going to have to treat you like a child?"

Ashlie could already feel her panties getting looser as the minecraft t-shirt began to lose it's elastic hold over her once larger chest. She sniffled a bit and then with her head held low, she accepted meekly that she would be at their mercy, for now.

The Chuckie Cheese was packed to the point of breaking a few fire codes, with rug rats running amuck Running from arcade games, to little rides to the ever popular bal pit. Ashlie never liked this place to begin with, screaming little kids, cardboard pizza, and the insufferable noise. Tonight however took the experience to a new low.

Looking around the restaurant at a kid’s perspective, but a woman’s body and soul was almost too much to bear. As “little kids” passed by her in their rush to play skeeball or the latest 3D fighting game, some almost knocked Ashlie over. she couldn’t help but notice that some of these little urchins, that played on her street, that ran around on skateboards or BMX bikes, were now dwarfing her. In one corner she saw that little monster Kevin.

Kevin was one of those kids who liked to toss M-80s down rabbit holes for fun. Just last week Kevin was stomping through her yard, Ashlie remembered Grabbing that little turd by the scruff of his neck and marching him to his house, where she proceeded to tell his mother that if she ever caught him in her yard again she was going to sue them for trespassing, and property damages. Now, even from across the room he looked like an 8oo pound gorilla that could pick her up easily and do what ever he wanted to her. The very thought of running into him just made her shiver. She began to hide behind he husband like a shy child hiding behind her daddy.

Joshua of course took note of this. “Something wrong dear?” he asked coyly as he looked around to see what she was fearing.

“Fuck you” she barked out in a voice that made Josh think of the Chipmunks.

He simply smiled and patted his wife's head. “Say Kids,” Josh said with a strange form of confidence, “What do you say we grab a table and then I’ll give you each five dollars to get some tokens.”

Chelsea let out a squeal of joy and sat down at a table. As Ashlie hesitantly took her seat next to her daughter she looked around to see if she knew anyone else.

Within seconds, their waitress arrived at their table. She was a nubile young teen, one of the thousands of Selena Gomez clones that dominate the local high school, but from Ashlie's perspective, she was an amazon.

“So what can I get y'all tonight?” The Selena Gomez clone said as she bounced on the back of her heels. Her perked breasts jiggling ever so slightly under her tight polo shirt.

Ashlie Sat looking up at her in silence and felt a twinge of jealousy. Her own womanly shapes had been hidden by the somewhat loose Minecraft shirt and adorable purple jumper skirt.

Joshua leaned back with a leisurely charm. “Well sweet cheeks,” He started “I guess me and the girls Will have a large pepperoni, and a pitcher of Pepsi. Oh and a milk for the little one, after all a growing girl needs her calcium!”

Joshua looked down at his tiny wife and then shot a smile at the shapely teen standing beside him.

The Waitress smiled, “O.k. large pepperoni, one milk and a Pepsi pitcher, check.”

The waitress glanced to ashlie and she bent down and asked in that condescending tone that one often uses when talking to little kids, "would you like a free balloon pumpkin?", Her words verged on baby talk.

Ashlie shot back in a sarcastic tone lost by her squeaky voice “No, but if you could get me a vodka martini with 2 olives I’d appreciate it.”

The waitress looked at the shrunken lawyer, stunned.

“Oh kids say the darnedest things don't they. This one has quite the imagination on her.” Joshua rang back to ease the tension.

The waitress bounded off to get their order and came back within a few minutes with their drinks and a balloon for Ashlie. The teen placed a plastic sippy cup with milk in front of Ashlie, before tying the balloon around her wrist. The waitress looked up to Josh and admitted "The balloon is numbered so you can still see her if she goes to the arcade."

As Josh nodded in agreement the waitress danced of to the next table. Joshua preceded to dig out his wallet. He pulled out a pair of fives and placed them in front of both ashlie and Chelsea. “Well Kids, you have fun now” he remarked with a smug smile.

Chelsea darted off, but then turned, noticing her pint-sized mommy wasn’t joining her. “Come on little one!” Chelsea giggled.

Ashlie sat there, Feet dangling over the edge of the seat. Staring over the table, Ashlie's glare gave Chelsea the feeling that she was in trouble. Josh, turned to Chelsea and calmly stated “Don’t worry, your little sister will be there in a minute. OK?”

He then glared back at Ashlie and calmly stated in a very serious tone “Before she can play, we need to talk about her little attitude first.”

Chelsea knew that tone. Her father had used it a few times on her when she was in trouble. She cheerfully nodded and bounced off toward the Whack a mole.

Ashlie looked up at her husband in anger. The tension between them was obvious and she also knew the tone he used was the one he used when mad.

Another waitress almost immediately broke the tension as she stepped up to the table. She was a younger teen with a little extra weight and acne. She looked at Josh and cheerfully inquired “Sir, I’m sorry to bother you but would you like a booster seat for your daughter?"

Joshua smiled an almost twisted grin, as he turned to the overweight waitress he replied “Certainly, Could you help her into it please’ she’s been very fussy today and maybe a woman's touch could help.”

“Of course! I'm great with kids.” the waitress answered as she disappeared only to return seconds later with a yellow plastic booster seat.

She automatically lifted the shrunken woman up and positioned the plastic seat under her tush. As the waitress held Ashlie in suspension, the teenager felt something under Ashlie's purple jumper. There were two of them almost like large growths, no they were something else, she thought to herself. She began to study the toddler in her hands, those legs, those arms, in perfect proportion, and this is when the overweight waitress realized her hands were on the breasts of a very small adult. She yelped as she quickly placed Ashlie into the hard plastic booster seat and began to freak.

“Oh, my god, I’m sorry ma’am I didn’t realize...I mean..I…I thought you were a kid. Please don't tell my boss." The teen pleaded.

Ashlie got her bearings and looked at the young waitress. “It’s fine...” Ashlie stated, in a squeaky voice.

The waitress backed off slowly before making a b-line for the kitchen in embarrassment.

Ashlie shot a cold eye to her Husband, now almost twice her height. “All right, Josh!”, she seethed with anger, “What is with all of this demeaning crap? First you put something in my drink, and turn me into a shrinking freak. Then you start treating me like a fucking child in front of our daughter. What the hell has gotten in to you Josh?”

Joshua returned her angry glare with a vindictive look of anger “So what was it like to fuck little Davey?” Josh venomously spat out.

Ashlie felt her heart beating faster in her tiny chest, she didn't have sex with him, but he did kiss her. She tried to compose herself as best she could.

“What in the hell are you talking about?” ashlie retorted, but it was too late, she knew that Josh knew something. As she continued to dwindle away, she knew that Josh was going to make her most vulnerable moments a living hell.

Ashlie found it very hard to keep her composure in the face of her giant accuser. Josh glared at her and then stated in a calm dramatic tone under his breath. “You fucked him you little hussy, he confessed the whole thing, that’s why you were in the bed, he carried you up there.” Joshua waited for a second to see if it all sunk in. He felt a severe rush of power watching his tiny wife squirming under the pressure.

Ashlie finally countered in an angry tone “I didn't have sex with him Joshua! That's gross and twisted. How dare you say that.” ashlie spat back with venom unexpected from his little wife, “nothing happen between us.”

Josh was taken back by his wife's outburst and denial of what happen. “So he wasn't in the house? You weren't flirting with him and kissing him downstairs? He didn't take you upstairs? That's what your saying, right?”

Ashlie exclaimed “He told you we kissed! He wasn't going.....Yes. Yes we kissed Josh. He was in the house and he did take me upstairs. But we didn't have sex. He just put me in bed. That's all that happen.”

Josh was outraged, he got up and marched toward the Skeeball machine and Ashlie could see him talking with Chelsea. Within minuets He and Chelsea returned to the table. Chelsea sat down and giggled to herself, while Josh motioned toward Ashlie in the Minecraft T-shirt. Chelsea nodded to her father and without any warning he  picked his wife up from the booster seat. Ashlie began to kick and Scream in anger, and each time she moved her right arm the balloon would jerk around in the air. Her Squeaky tiny voice was muffled from the electronic orchestra of the arcade machines. Anyone paying attention would have just assumed that a father was taking his brat of a daughter outside to calm down.

Josh opened the restaurant door and mad a B-line to the van in the parking lot. He angrily opened the Side door and sat down. Placing ashlie on his lap, stomach down, before closing the door.
“What the hell are you doing you twisted jerk!” ashlie screamed from her husband's lap.

“Well, since you are going to act so childish I think it’s time you learned what it means to respect the adults.” Josh angrily replied as he positioned Ashlie with her arms and legs draped over his thighs.

"I’m not a child!” Ashlie shot back in rage, “And if you are thinking of doing what I think you are doing, I swear to god, I’ll sue you for abuse, for every thing you have you miserable…"

But it was too late, as Ashlie ranted, Josh quickly lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, and gave her bottom and open handed whack.

Ashlie let out a horrific squeal of pain as he continued giving the child sized woman a spanking, that was slowly but surely bringing a cherry red glow to her toned and trim ass.

As Ashlie continued to sob in pain, Josh spoke through the swatting. "Look you little tramp, not only will I continue to spank you, but you will learn to suck it up. I don’t even care about the damn bet at this point I may just forget to give you the damn antidote. I never realized what a little bitch you could be! So the longer you intend to act like a child the longer I intend to treat you like one.”

His Spanking continued, the searing friction heat was turning Ashlie's squeal to sobs and soon the two were in a rhythmic pattern of swat, gasp and cry.

“Now do you intend to be a good little girl?" Josh asked as he raised his hand and paused.

Ashlie recoiled in terror and sobbed out  “O…ok. I’ll be good, don’t please, this is so humiliating...stop..."

As she sobbed uncontrollably, Josh began to feel the pangs of guilt. Looking at his tiny wife’s reddened tush he began to bring her to his chest. “All right ashlie, It’s O.K., But for now you have got to understand that I’m in charge, You need to behave, no more lip, you understand?"

Ashlie sniffed as she silently nodded in agreement. Josh grabbed a tissue and began to wipe her tears away. Ashlie had the look of a woman broken.

“Let’s get you back to order.” Joshua stated, as he began to hike her panties from her ankles to her waist. But the combination of the shrinking and her sore posterior made her wearing the panties a bad idea.

“Well then, let’s take you back inside. We’ll have the Pizza and skip the mall, alright?” suggested Josh as he opened the door to the van.

ashlie quietly nodded.

As they returned to the Table, the Pizza had arrived. Chelsea helped herself to a slice, but smiled as she noticed her father carrying her mother like a child. He placed Ashlie in the Booster seat, and she let out a silenced squeal of pain.

She sat silent as Josh handed her a gigantic slice of pizza. She was now just less than three and a half feet tall.  The only thing on her mind was one very true statement “I have to get out of here!”

As ashlie sat at the table, trying meekly to choke down a slice of Pepperoni, with utensils that made her feel more and more like a child, unable to take care of her self she began to hatch a plan. Ashlie looked up at Josh from her precarious booster seat perch and began to speak meekly “So, Are we still going to the Mall?”

Joshua looked at his toddler-sized wife and slowly responded, “I think we’ll give it a miss.”

Chelsea had looked Crestfallen at the news. “But Daddy!” Chelsea squealed."

Josh interrupted, “Maybe tomorrow kiddo.”

Ashlie decided now was the time to act.
"It’s Okay by me if we go, Josh, Chelsea has her heart set on it, and you did promise.” Ashlie meekly stated. Her squeaky voice sounding more complacent than Josh had ever heard it.

By this time Joshua had realized that he had lost is bet with McClaren, goodbye Million, and goodbye to a Tiger Woods endorsed set of carbon steel beauties that had helped to make him the terror of the Links. But on the plus side his he had tamed the shrew. Sitting there in that booster seat was every thing Josh had ever wanted, a near perfect trophy wife that at this point could easily fit on his mantle. Maybe once this was over and she was normal sized he would finally have her the way he had always wanted her to be, submissive.

Josh looked down at his diminutive bride, and smiled “Do you want to go to the Mall pumpkin?”

Josh asked in a voice more akin to a parent asking a small child. ashlie Looked down at the floor seeing her own feet dangle above it, and meekly responded “I’ll be OK with it, you did promise Chelsea, I will go along with that, if you want.”

Joshua didn’t know what to say but in the midst of Chelsea’s whining and watching his tiny wife become more and more subservient, Josh finally stood up. “Well then I guess we’re going shopping!”

Chelsea Squealed with delight as she began to eye her mother and think to her self of the best ways to pay her mother back for all of the angst and embarrassment she had ever caused her in her whole preteen life. Maybe at the mall they would stop bye gap kids or osh'kosh for some clothes. Babies "r" us, would work for sure.

Ashlie just sat there, still slowly shrinking and trying desperately to get a drink of milk without looking too childish.

After the family had finished eating they went up to the register to pay, Josh holding ashlie like a child followed by Chelsea standing beside him. Josh could hear the overweight waitress in the back mumbling to one of the co-workers about that freaky family and the tiny woman, and how she had practically felt the tiny woman up while putting her in the high chair.

Soon They were in the parking lot. As Josh began to adjust the straps in the back seat to fit Ashlie, She had shrank down to almost three feet. At this point and could easily slide out of the seat belt if she wanted to.

“Maybe we ought to pick up a booster seat? Or car seat. They have them cheap at babies r us.” Chelsea giggled.

Ashlie said nothing, and soon Josh had her secured in the back seat. As the van left the parking lot, Ashlie could almost feel herself getting smaller. The way her clothes seemed to get thicker and heavier, not to mention looser. She was beginning to think that she might be getting too small to pull off her plan, but she had to try it was the only way to get out of this situation.

As they arrived at the mall it had become obvious to Joshua that Ashlie's clothes were simply too large to fit her dwindling frame for much longer. Josh unbuckled the seatbelt and picked up his wife, it was amazing to him how light she had become. As he stood there holding her up, her jumper was practically just hanging off of her. He thought to himself, just how incredible this all was, He put her down on the ground and reached in the back for a bag.

“Chelsea..” He said in a semi authoritative tone, “Why don’t you go on in? We’ll meet up at the entrance in a few minutes.”

Chelsea nodded in agreement and bounded off. As Chelsea ran off, Josh Struggled to get the clothing bag from the back. Ashlie seized her chance. She deftly slipped out of the thick purple Jumper and ran wearing only the now nightshirt size kids minecraft t-shirt. Running bare foot through the parking lot, through crowds of giant shoppers and massive cars hoping not to be caught, her only goal get into the mall, past the guards and into the arcade. If ashlie had planned this right Joshua would pay for what he had done to her

Ashlie ran deftly through the parking lot. Hiding behind the massive SUVs and compacts that at her present height looked every bit as intimidating as a Mac truck. Ashlie saw a chance to cross the main street and ran for it. The dress like t-shirt hung off her naked form like a nightgown, and she knew deep down inside how ridiculous she must look. A grown woman, a Lawyer, almost a partner in the firm reduced to looking like some Disney channel cliche. Ashlie saw the Bushes near the entrance and made a dive for it. There sat her salvation behind the bushes in the bike racks. She had recognized that blue mountain bike, with the Magic card taped to the front, for some reason she could never quite understand.

“David” She thought to herself. It was common knowledge to Ashlie that her young neighbor kid was one of a few kids who was always at the mall on Fridays, hanging out in the local game shop, known as the Mage’s hand. David had often talked about using his lawn mowing money to buy a rare card, or some other kind of thing that Ashlie would simply nod and grin as David talked excitedly about. Whenever Chelsea had been home, especially during the summer, She would often hang out in the mall with her friends making fun of Davey and his “Gamer Dork” friends. David was in the mall, and Ashlie was 90% sure where in the mall. Now the big question loomed, Should she go in and talk to him or wait out here, This was a hard decision, For one thing if she went in there was a good chance mall security might spot her, and she definitely didn’t meet the shirt and shoes requirements, Well she had the shirt, but pants were another issue. Also if she waited out here, well for one thing she wasn’t getting any taller, she was hitting the 3 foot even mark at this point. Getting nervous, she was positive that after this afternoon’s activities, David would be drenched with sweat, thinking about helping her. Even if she was much smaller than the last time they met. Luckily for her she didn’t have to think long as she looked out side the bush thinking she saw a very fascinating scene.

Joshua frantically looking for her, and David coming out of the mall. As David meekly said hello, Josh marched past the sixth grader, almost knocking him over. Joshua must have really been jealous. This made Ashlie feel a little better about being more than 1/2 her height and still shrinking.

Thinking about it, she almost lost sight of young David who had picked himself up and began toward his bike. She spun around, keeping an eye on Josh who had entered the mall, she decided to make her move.

“David!” she hissed in her chipmunk like tone. David almost tripped over his bike trying to find the source of the sound calling him, before he noticed her in the Bush.

Incredible he thought to himself, there was the woman of his dreams, but this time she was even smaller. The way that little Minecraft t-shirt draped over her obviously naked form made David think that she herself was a secret nerd. David knelt over to the bush on his bended knee, she was maybe an inch taller but it was hard to tell.

“What are you doing here?" David asked incredulously.

“Waiting for you, big boy." Ashlie responded with a degree of flirtation and desperation.

“I was wondering?” Ashlie continued, looking deep into David’s Eyes, “Could I crash at your place for a while I need to get out of my place. I can make it worth your while once I get bigger. Maybe $500 bucks? That should help you buy that card or toy you were talking about.”

David didn’t know what to think, on one hand he could get in serious trouble if his mom and dad found out. He remembered how mad his dad got when he tried to sneak A kitten into the house. Well this was no kitten, and he wanted Ms. Miles a hell of a lot more than he ever wanted any cat. His imagination began to run wild of all the things she could do. They could play Minecraft together or magic, or watch movies.

“Look I don’t want to sound like a bitch, but We really should get going. I at least need to get out of the mall, OK?” ashlie pleaded with a smile.

David snapped to and picked the diminutive lady up with on of his mighty arms. Before Ashlie knew it, she was clinging to his torso. Riding backward with her face placed on his chest.

She could feel his legs pumping the pedals of the bike as they kept hitting on her ass. It was by no means the most dignified way to travel, but it was faster than she expected. Now if only her grip held up.

Within minutes, Ashlie felt the bike’s velocity descend as they approached David’s backyard. The house was empty. Apparently mom and dad were going to be out working late again. This was perfect, David thought, as he let Ashlie down from the bike.

Ashlie took a second to get her sea legs. David put his bike away, and led the shrunken woman into the house. David’s house was obviously the realm of a carrying mother. The place was clean, with the touches of femininity found through out the house. The furniture matched the old Victorian style house, and it had the feel of homeless. Ashlie thought to herself, how different this place would be if she owned it, but then again beggars can’t be choosers.

David couldn’t keep his Eyes off of his tiny houseguest. “Uh, can I get you something, to eat, or uh maybe a martini?”

David was trying damned hard to act like an adult, after all Ashlie was the kind of sophisticated woman that populated David’s childhood fantasies. Ashlie giggled in a high tone that made her sound a lot less sophisticated than she had all of those times that she towered over him in the past.

David wasn’t sure what to make of her laughter.

“I am fine, but I really could use a bath.” ashlie honestly confessed.

David Knew what to do, It worked once for him, and ashlie was his to kiss. Within seconds David scooped up the petite lady, and began to carry her to the upstairs bath.

As she was thrown over David's shoulder with her butt in the air, Ashlie was so shocked she almost shrieked in terror, but she stopped herself. After all, David had helped her out of an extremely tricky situation. She could deal with being carried like a caveman's trophy, she just needed to make sure David understood that nothing was going on between them before he got any ideas.


The Wager ch 1

Joshua pulled back on his nine iron and with all of his might sent the small white globe hurdling across the green grass of the golf course.

"Dam. Nice stroke, Josh" Bill confessed, "Is that one of those new Fiber Carbon Clubs?"

"Yeah!'' countered Josh, "They're an anniversary gift from my Wife, I got her a new Laptop, and She got me a new set of clubs. She knew I've been wanting these for a long time now."

"Very nice. Hell, I bet that Ashlie would do anything for you. She seems so eager to please. From what I've seen..." commented Bill as he looked his golf club over.

Joshua stood silent, puzzled by Bill's choice of words. "well, sure I guess she would. Anything I really want to do and she backs it up. what are you getting at though?"' Joshua inquired. He still was a bit confused.

Bill smiled big and shot him a strange glance. "Are you a betting man Joshua? I am. I love to gamble.", Bill admitted with a strange kind of gleam in his eye, "Because if you are a gambler too, I have a bit of a wager for you. Who knows, you might like it. One thing that is for sure though, the odds are going to be 50/50."

Joshua's ears perked up. He had always considered himself a gambler, even though he never took the time to go to the local card rooms or casino. With an arrogant smirk, Joshua glanced over to Bill and laughed "wager, what exactly do you have in mind? And no cheating Bill."

"Well your wife Ashlie is a real go getter. Part of city council, two kids in private schools. She Carries herself with a certain amount of arrogant pride. Which for the most part I like, but maybe it's time to test her." Bill admitted with a smirk.

Josh was completely puzzled and confessed, "Ashlie? What in the world are you getting at Bill? I don't think I'm following what your saying. What's my wife got to do with this bet?", he was unsure if he wanted to bet Bill or continue to listen at this point.

"Well Joshua, I think your wife's attitude is due to her height. Maybe we can change that around." Countered Bill.

"Huh?" Blurted Josh, completely taken back by Bill's statement. True his wife was built like a model, her six foot and muscular frame chiseled to perfection from years of yoga and vegetarian eating habits. What did this have to do with her success? After all she was a Yale graduate in law with a degree. She always was the kind of woman to get what ever she wanted no matter the cost. Joshua stared at his feet for a couple seconds before glancing up to Bill and exasperating "So cut to the chase Bill what is your bet?"

Bill smugly walked over to the Golf cart and produced a vial of greenish liquid from his golf bag. The vial was no larger than a perfume sample, and he handed it to Joshua. "It's very simple, This is an Elixir from deep within southern China, one of my Employees brought back some when I set up that rig out there. It seems the Locals use this stuff for some ritual. voodoo or some type of therapy, I don't know, but anyway it's more or less a shrinking serum. The person who drinks it somehow shrinks. I got my lassatet lab testing it out. Anyway, If your wife was to take this stuff she'd be a total recluse within a month, If I'm wrong, you get the antidote and cool million. Cash. If I'm right I get your new golf clubs, Deal?"

Joshua was Flabbergasted at hearing Bill's story. It didn't sound plausible or even a possibility. "you're kidding right Bill?", Josh laughed as he shook the vial of green liquid. Bill was known as a bit of a crackpot, and was an almost stereotypical Southern billionaire, making wagers at the drop of a hat. Not to mention that Bill claimed to get stock market advice from his dog. Joshua thought long and hard, easy money for asking his wife to drink some silly green stuff, which probably didn't work anyway, and get a million dollars for it or should he try to have Bill committed for his crackpot mood.

"Uh fine, I'll take the bet Bill, but what if the uh- shrinking potion has no effect?" Questioned Joshua cheerfully.

"Ooh Don't worry Josh, it will. But just in case, We could have a urine sample prove whether or not she ingested it." Bill suggested with a smug look on his face.

Joshua shook his head, and then shook Bill's hand as he gratefully remarked "Alright, It's a bet."

bill smiled as they shook hands. This was exactly what he wanted to hear.  "Today is August 1st. You have until September to prove she'll be just as capable Small as she was big. That's the game, Josh. Got it?" Acknowledged Bill.

After a few more holes and a power lunch Joshua went home. Pulling out the tiny vial as he walked into the kitchen, he looked at it and opened the cap. The liquid appeared to have no odor, but luminated a neon green. Josh shrugged his shoulders and threw caution to the sky as he pulled out a pair of wine glasses and poured the green stuff into a glass. Joshua mixed the green water with a little bit of red wine to mask the color. He decided to have white so there was no confusion and began about the task of making A pasta dinner for his wife.

An hour later Ashlie appeared at the door. Her long black hair accentuated her long curvaceous figure as she posed against the door frame. She knew Josh loved seeing her pose in such matters. It turned him on. "Are you cooking hun?" Ashlie inquired in Sexy tone. She was surprised by the notion of Joshua daring to cook.

"Uh yeah dear, I closed the McLaren account today and thought I would celebrate. There's a glass of red wine for you on the table, hon", countered Josh as he looked up from the stove.

Ashlie walked over to the table and picked up the glass. She took her first sip, "So playing golf with that Crackpot Bill McLaren did the trick huh?"

"yeah", Joshua cheerfully countered before suggesting "You can come on into the Kitchen if you like."

Ashlie took Josh up on his invitation. There, Joshua had set up a small feast of Tortellini Alfredo, and bread sticks, along with some more wine.

"Wow, you've really out done yourself Josh, perhaps tonight, I should show you my gratitude." Smiled Ashlie from the table.

Joshua interjected "It's times like this I'm glad the kids are AWAY at school. I really am."

After a bit of feasting and drinking Ashlie announced "That's it, I'm going up to bed. you coming hon?", before Joshua could answer she stood up and clumsily tripped over her heels.

"Funny?", Ashlie thought they weren't that loose earlier, in fact most of her clothes seemed somehow more baggy than before. 

She stood up with Joshua's immediate assistance. "Wow.", Ashlie shyly declared "I didn't realize I was that Drunk."

There was something else she thought as she looked up at Joshua. He seemed somewhat taller. This scene just wasn't quite right. He couldn't be. He was way to old for a growth spurt and he wasn't wearing new shoes. Still though, he seemed taller.

Ashlie and Joshua did their best to stumble toward the bedroom. within a few feet of their goal, Ashlie let out a shout "Damn these shoes!". 

Obvious to what was going on, Ashlie preceded to kick them from her now smaller feet. "Two weeks old and already stretched out to hell! I need to take them back" She sighed with annoyance.

Soon the couple were getting ready for bed, and even still Ashlie believed that she must have been pretty blitzed as she began to remove her clothes. Her tightest clothes slipped right off like they were a size to big. Her Thong panties took almost no coaxing to slid from her slowly dwindling frame.
Feeling amorous due to a combination of the alcohol and the ancient Chinese drug, she chose to wear a skimpy silken slip to bed. With no panties of course. This bit of lingerie Had always driven Josh crazy as it left so little to the imagination. After a few frustrating moments adjusting the now slightly larger garment she noticed that it hit against her leg a little lower down than usual, however being under Alcohol's sway she paid it little attention and focusing more on Joshua, who in her inebriated state seemed bigger than before. And in her Intoxicated and extremely playful mood this was no problem. She slinked across the floor and into bed, and awaited Josh's attention.

Joshua watched his wife scoot closer and was amazed to see the first signs that McLaren's concoction was actually working. She was maybe eight to nine inches shorter, and it was notable to Josh as she began to slid over to him. She was pent up with sexual desire, Joshua was feeling the urge for Love on an equal scale. Josh began to kiss the nape of Ashlie's neck while caressing her rather large breasts. If Joshua didn't know better he would have sworn he was in bed with another woman. The shapes were familiar but their size was distinctly different. "Man", Josh thought, "What a difference nine or eight inches could make!"

"Come on Josh..." Ashlie moaned, "I want you in me, now!"

Joshua positioned his now smaller wife on top of him and placed his manhood between her legs and directly onto her waiting pussy.

Ashlie was amazed, she let out a blood curdling moan of pleasure mixed with pain as Josh's penis literally crammed itself into her. Josh was just some how bigger, it felt fatter and longer. It was deeper in her, as well rubbing on all walls of her vagina. Joshua found the tight fit to be a real turn on, and took full advantage of her smaller state to rock her world. Ashlie was in ecstasy as Josh bounced her up and down with force.

"Oh YES!" Ashlie cried with absolute pleasure as her body tensed up. She finally climbed off, and snuggled up to her man, falling asleep in his arms.

At six in the morning, Ashlie groggily woke up from her deep sleep. She was still unaware of her current predicament and the fact that her naked form had dwindled to a mere five feet and two inches. She picked up the nighty she had on the night before and proceeded to put it on. Something was wrong. The tiny silk nightie was feeling like a circus tent. It no longer dared to hug her feminine curves the way it did the day before. Ashlie quickly looked over at the dressing room mirror and shrieked at the sight reflected back. She looked like a teen trying on her mom's lingerie for fun.

"JOSHUA!" Ashlie shrieked with panic as she quickly turned to face the bed.

Josh groggily woke from his pleasurable dreams and mumbled "Ashlie, what's wrong?..."

"Look at me! I don't know what's going on! Uh, I've gotten shorter, but that's impossible isn't it?" She pleaded with Josh with hints of tears in her eyes.

"That's just the kind of thing happens in bad science fiction movies or on the Disney channel right?" Ashlie sobbed as she pulled at the nightie she was wearing. It was loose in all the wrong places.

Josh stood up as Ashlie looked up at her now larger lover. Looking up at people was something she was not used to, and presently she came up to Joshua's chin. The tears in her eyes began to well up. Josh took her hand and tried to comfort her. "Now Just relax dear, there is a logical explanation for.." Josh began to explain.

"Explanation!" Ashlie barked back, "That's easy for you to say. Your not the one who just went from a large to a petite!"

Ashlie blew out with a mixture of terror and anger. Soon she began to cry uncontrollably. "why me? What did I do...", she sobbed. "How could this have happen...."

Josh felt the pangs of guilt stabbing him furiously in the gut. He looked at his tiny crying wife and decided to Fess up to what he had done. He knew his wife and knew she was going to be pist off at him. Why in god's name did he go along with one of Bill's mad Schemes.

"Ashlie, honey?'' Josh addressed with a guilty tone to his voice, "I...I know what caused this, but you have to promise not to get mad."

"Not get ANGRY!" Ashlie barked, "I just shrank a fucken foot over night! I'm a freak now, and you don't want me to get angry!"

Joshua had obviously chosen the wrong words to start his explanation. "Let me try again," he said reassuringly "I know what caused this, it's all my fault honey."

"YOUR FAULT!" Ashlie growled, all of her rage now focused on Josh. "What did you do to me you bastard!"

Joshua looked down on his now shorter wife, and confessed "It was a bet, McLaren bet me, I thought that stuff was some kind of sugar water or something. How was I to know it really worked, Oh god am I sorry!"

There was an awkward pause as Ashlie just stared at him. She was beyond mad and wanted nothing more than to just punch him in his nose.

"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't know it would really work..." Joshua hesitantly Repeated.

"SORRY! Your sorry?" Ashlie Exploded, "You made me shrink a foot and you're fucken sorry? Christ, I'm almost as short as our daughter now. I'm going to have to raid her closet for clothes now!''

After shutting her mouth it occurred to Ashlie that the kids were coming home for winter break soon. "Oh shit this is the weekend that the Kids are coming home form school, what did you want to make sure that they had a new toy to play with for their weekend home? Not to mention the Case I have at work today. You turned me into a munchkin, A MUNCHKIN Josh! I should fucking divorce you for this. What in god's name were you thinking!"

Josh Blurted out "I was thinking that that Kook McLaren was going to give us a cool million on some stupid bet, that this green goop would actually shrink you. I really thought he was just full of it. I was an idiot though. I figured anyone who got stock advice from their dog, couldn't possibly know what they were doing, or have the ability to shrink someone. god if I only knew, I wouldn't have taken the bet!"

Ashlie's ears perked up with hearing Josh's explain. "You bet him a million dollars that you would shrink me, well Jokes on him!" she retorted sarcastically. A million bucks was more than she would make in a ten year span and it certainly could help her start her own law firm. She would be able to double that money in five years if she had it now.

Ashlie calmed down for a second and sighed, "OK, so a million dollars is at stake. What exactly is the deal here?"

Ashlie meant business it was clear that even in her diminished size she was not a woman to be messed with, well not yet anyway.

"OK. here's the deal." Joshua truthfully admitted, 'Bill got this stuff in the south of China. Some remote village where his company was building an oil rig, supposedly they use this stuff in some fertility ritual? It's perfectly safe though. You won't get any smaller than 2 feet tall and it takes a while for this stuff to work. I think? also there is an antidote, which we will get once this bet is over."

"I can't believe this!" Ashlie huffed, "Of all of the hair brained things you have ever done, this one takes the cake Josh. Look at me, I'm practically child sized now! I haven't been this short since I was in Junior High. But you made the bet and for better or worse we'll see it through. For a million bucks this will happen, but you Mister are in a hell of a lot of trouble and once this is over I'm going to make you're life hell, do you understand me?"

Josh hung his head in shame and apologetically mumbled "yes..."

As Ashlie looked at Josh's sorry face, she glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand. "Crap! I'm going to be late for work, and I have that Damian Whalen case today!" Huffed Ashlie as she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Ashlie stormed out of the Master bedroom and headed off for her daughter's room to look for something suitable to wear. She needed to look presentable in front of the judge and her client.

Josh followed sheepishly behind his much shorter wife. He knew she was mad and that backing off might be his best option, but he wanted to see what she was going to choose.

Ashlie frantically began to look through her daughter's closet and dresser for something to wear, something professional. Item after item was disregarded because they lacked the adult nature in which was needed. Cursing under her breath, Ashlie fumed for not making Chelsie dress more like her. She finally settled on what seemed to be her only professional choice. It was one of Chelsie's spare school uniforms that hung in the closet. Ashlie pulled the uniform from the hanger and looked it over. Sure it was a touch juvenile, but it was a better choice than the kitten sweater, or the one direction Boys t-shirt that hung up next to where the uniform had resided.

Ashlie laid the uniform on her daughter's bed and quickly began to put the prestigious all girls boarding school uniform on. The regulation white cotton panties were a bit tight, but in the back of her mind she knew that would change over time. Chelsie's matching training bra was still no match for Ashlie's voluptuous breast. Without a doubt there was no way it would have fit. So Ashlie would have to go without the bra. Thankfully the sweater vest of the uniform would cover her up nicely. After Ashlie pulled on the tights and shoes, she took one last look at herself in the mirror.

"I feel ridiculous dressed like this. It doesn't look like I'm going to work, it looks like I'm ready for school." she stated with a drawn out sigh. As Ashlie flattened out the pleated skirt with her hand she stated "Josh, when you get to your office call my firm and tell them I will be taking a leave of absence, for Medical reasons.''

Joshua, remembering the part of the bet about her still having her confidence in her smaller condition foolishly cautioned "Are you sure that's wise dear?"

Ashlie yelled back in anger, "WHAT DO YOU THINK JOSHUA? I'm going to be able to do my job as a child sized Lawyer? oh, that would be great. Wouldn't it? Hey look everybody it's mini lawyer, sure she cant reach the doorknob or see the witness over the witness stand but if someone picks her up and you can see her at eye level, she can be a devastating cross examiner! Yeah... I can see it now. maybe I can get a partnership at the Law firm for pampers, Gerber, or Fisher price!"

Ashlie paused her verbal assault long enough to take a breath. "You know what Josh? We'll talk about this when I get home.", Huffed Ashlie as she started to the door.

Ashlie angrily headed to the front door and picked up her bag and briefcase. They felt slightly heavier, but in her anger she wasn't going to let that stop her. She hefted up her baggage, and walked out to her car. She opened the car door and sat down in a car set up for a woman a foot taller.

"Well this is getting more fun all of the time..." Ashlie snarled as she began about the task of setting the seat so she can reach the peddle. As she turned the ignition on, she thought to herself, "I'll be fine as long as I don't get stopped by any police. You got this Ashlie."

Ashlie's ride to the courthouse was thankfully free of police intervention. She felt a guilty sense of breaking the law the entire trip though. Just thinking about the fact that she was wearing a complete schoolgirl's uniform and that the information on her license was seriously wrong, made her nervous. No cop in the world would believe that she was 6'1' tall or that anyone at the DMV was blind enough to think that someone of her new petite stature was that tall at her current height. Hell would a cop even buy the fact that she was 36 for that matter? Ashlie felt a lot less apprehensive after parking her car. Although after stepping out of the car a sense of paranoid dread returned to her as she began to think about her dress and how ridiculous she looked as some "little girl playing lawyer", But she summed up her courage and marched into the large sandstone building.

Once inside, she made a bee-line to her seat. The last thing she wanted was to be noticed by a colleague or a peer. Soon the defendant, one Mr. Mike Whalen, accused of trafficking an illegal substance, walked in and took his rightful place next to his defensive attorney. Mike, Still in a bit of a haze from last night's pre trial partying, Began to look little Ashlie up and down in her seat. Ashlie did her best to keep her mind on her papers but Mike Finally piped up. "Hey you look kinda different today, did you lose some weight? Haircut?"

"Yeah," Ashlie Thought, "and some height you stinking cokehead!"

Ashlie wasn't all that fond of mike but she was being paid by her firm to defend him. Even if he was guilty as sin. Within minuets, One of Ashlie's worst fears was realized as the Lawyer for the prosecution walked in. Dexter Boyle had always been a bit of a professional rival of Ashlie's and more than a bit of a nuisance. He knew his stuff just as much as she did. Ashlie had always used her height advantage over the short skinny man to intimidate him. In fact during their last non professional meeting, She told him, "I will break you little man!"

Oh how vicious irony could be some times. She Kept Dexter in her peripheral vision. Luckily she was rather intimidating last time, as Dexter quietly snuck to his desk and began a similar ritual of shuffling papers in order not to be noticed.

"All rise...'' the Bailiff stated in that militarily bland fashion that suits all Bailiffs so well.

"District 43 court is now in session..." but before he could finish this well rehearsed line, Mike caught a glimpse of the tiny woman acting as his defense. The shock and confusion of meeting this supermodel sized woman and now seeing a miniature version was too much for the hung over drug addict, as he yelped "What the Fuck!"

This action, of course drew the attention of all of the court room squarely on to ashlie. Half of the court was in confusion as to what was wrong, after all she was small but not freakishly so. This only lead to the validity of the case against Mike.

Dexter Boyle had also now focused on his reduced adversary, He was amazed and was not even willing to comprehend how it had happened, but as with any good lawyer would learn to turn any weakness of the defense no matter how freakish.

"Mr. Whalen!" The judge shouted out with unnerving command, "Either sit down or I will find you in contempt. do you understand me."

Mike shook his head as if he had heard but he was still transfixed on the diminutive lawyer.

"Council approach the bench!", the Judge commanded.

Ashlie sheepishly replied as Dexter snapped to attention with all the vigor of a Military parade.

"Ms Miles, do you mind explaining what is going on?" Ordered the judge as he looked down on her.

"Your honor," ashlie began with tears welling up slowly in her eyes, "I Call for a recess."

"granted." the Judge harshly said, "But I want to see the council in my chambers, Five minuet recess!"

As ashlie hurried along to the chambers she could feel a tingling come over her body. She instantly began to notice a certain "roominess" in her clothes. Especially in places where her little ensemble had been too tight before. They began to feel loose, and certain places that were already loose began to feel baggy. She tightened her skirt's belt and rolled up her sleeves, but could do little about her panties which were starting to feel a touch to big. Normally loose clothes were a good sign to the fitness conscious, but not this time.

She walked into the Judge's Chambers and sat down quietly. Dexter was already there. and before the Judge.

"what's a matter little Darling?" Dexter spoke with an air of undue arrogance, "Did mommy make you face the big o'l nasty courtroom by yourself?"

Ashlie's tears were getting harder to hide, But before she could respond the judge walked in. "OK, What the hell is going on?" He snarled as he took a seat at his desk.

"Your honor," Dexter blurted out, "My tiny colleague is simply trying to prolong these procedures as best she can."

"You're honor!" Ashlie protested, "That's not true! I need to ask for an extension. I Uh, have a...medical problem..."

"what kind of medical problem?" the judge inquired as he looked her over.

"I...well, I shrank. I woke up this morning and somehow gotten shorter. I don't know how or why, but I did." Ashlie confessed. She knew how it happen, but didn't care to explain about the bet or cash.

The Judge looked at her with a sense of awe and disbelief. "You shrank Ms Miles? You may be small, but you are hardly freakishly small. I don't see how that is a medical problem?"

Ashlie pulled out her driver's license and showed it to the judge. After a few seconds of scrutinizing the plastic card, she sat nervously jittering in her slightly larger clothes.

"Well it looks valid to me, so I'm going to allow it. Case is suspended two weeks. I hope in that time Ms. Miles, you figure out what needs to be done." Remarked the judge.

Dexter was furious "Your honor, you can't be serious!"

"Don't tell me what I can and cant do Mr. Boyle. This is my court, and I run it my way do you understand?" the Judge commanded, "Now Ms Miles, I suggest you get some medical attention, or get someone else at your firm for this case, alright."

Ashlie shook her head and began to leave. she turned for a moment and replied 'Thank you you're honor.", and with that Ashlie was on her way out. 

Dexter angrily marched after her. "I don't know how you did this Ms Miles but I wont let you get away with it!" He loudly admitted.

Ashlie ignored Dexter's rants as she climbed into her BMW. She was startled at the change as she again performed the ritual of adjusting the seats and mirrors for a slightly smaller woman. 

Ashlie got home with no major troubles even though she had a hard time seeing over the dashboard. She parked her car, climbed out and walked into the house. As she walked into the house, her panties and white tights finally gave up on their futile effort to clinging to her skin and slipped down her knees. Ashlie almost collapsed in a heap of fear and self pity as she fought to hold up the tights. How long would she have to endure this humiliation? She knew this wasn't going to get any better. Within a few moments she stopped long enough to slip the tights, panties, and shoes off her feet, before walking toward the kitchen.

She reached under the kitchen sink and grabbed the tape measure from a tool box. She also grabbed a pencil from the junk drawer. Mimicking that age old ritual of measuring a pencil mark to tell how tall a child had become. However in this case she was measuring the reverse. She made her mark, and looked at the tape measure. 4'8', almost shorter than her youngest daughter. Being sobered by this news, Ashlie walked into the laundry room let loose the slightly large school girl's uniform, and put on a T-shirt. One of hers that had always been a touch tight, now it hung like a dress covering all of her privates. The tight shirt now was looking like a night shirt on the shrunken woman.

The thought to put her hair up in pigtails crossed her mind as she walked past another full length mirror in the hallway. She stopped to examine herself and took in the sight of this child sized woman, reduced to wearing tee shirts like a dress. like some beggar child in a Disney movie.

She sighed before climbing up the stairs which seemed like more of a chore at this scale. Ashlie climbed up onto the couch and turned on the TV. She reached to the top and pulled down the throw blanket she kept for movie night and slowly drifted off into sleep...

As Ashlie lied on the couch, curling up like a child with a blanket, she slowly drifted off into slumber.

Less than an hour the ringing of the doorbell finally awoke ashlie from her slumber. As she sprung to attention, she was immediately made aware that her descent was not over. She had shrunken a bit more in her sleep. Ashlie dropped off the couch and noticed the shirt covering more of her luscious legs. Touching the bottom of her knees, this once normal T-shirt was looking more like a nightgown all the time.

Studying the increased largeness and vastness of the room, she was lost in thought as the doorbell caught her attention again.

"What if it's that sleaze Dexter?" she began to think. With a rush of panic, she ran timidly to the door. "Who is it?" she demanded in a voice not quite her own, transformed by fear, and a shrinking larynx. 

"It's David, I'm here to mow the lawn ma'am." Came a boys voice from the other side. 

Ashlie was somewhat relived to her the boy. David was a twelve year old neighbor kid from down the block. He was a good worker and not to mention much cheaper than a professional gardener. While It was a bit of a family joke, Preteen David had an obvious crush on Chelsie and her. It was seen as nothing though since he had always been seen as the safe little neighbor boy.

Ashlie swung the door open without thinking, just the safe reassurance that it wasn't Dexter calmed her nerves.

David stood there awestruck by the tiny woman at the other side of the door. David had harbored some fantasies about Mrs. Miles, starting from the first time he laid eyes on her massive cleavage. Seeing her a clear foot shorter than himself, and in only a T-shirt with one shoulder and a hint of cleavage, David invited himself in. 

"My gosh!", David mused as he stepped across the threshold, forcing Ashlie to back slightly away. "What happened to you?"  

David closed the door behind him unconsciously, as he stared at the now tiny object of prepubescent desires. He always thought ms. Miles was pretty, but at this scale she was stunning.

"You said something about the lawn, David?" Ashlie replied in an a semi authoritative manner, but finding it hard to assert herself with her high pitch.

"Uh, yeah I have been meaning to talk to you about this, Mrs. Miles...", David hesitantly confessed. He was beyond transfixed on her new petite stature and couldn't keep his eyes away. With a little bit of a stutter, David continued  "I need to... to start asking for a bit more."

"Yeah, fine. We can do that. Not a problem David, thanks for bringing it up. But if you don't mind." Ashlie quickly retorted as she nodded to the door. 

Gripped with fear of being seen, she wanted him to leave as soon as possible. In comparison to Ashlie, this little 12 year old may as well be a linebacker. He was much bigger and wider than she had noticed when she was normal sized. He was staring at her in fascination and while part of ashlie was scared, another part of her knew how to handle the situation. Some simple flirting and David would be like every boy ever. All she had to do was act coy and David would eat out of her hands. He would leave without a problem and keep at the same pay rate.

 Backing up from Dave's interrogation, Ashlie caught herself posing ever so slightly, so that David would get a small glimpse of her cleavage. As she leaned up against the wall and twirled her hair with her finger she smiled at him.

"You never really answered my question?" Dave confined as he watched the shrunken woman's cleavage move side to side. 

"Well, David..." Ashlie softly spoke, trying desperately to maintain a sense of sexiness to her higher voice, "I Shrank, it's really a long long story." 

David was fascinated that such a thing could really happen. He seen something similar before, but it was in the pages of a comic book. He noticed how ashlie was standing and smiling at him and took it for flirting.

"Really? Wow..." David mumbled as he reached out to touch the child sized beauty in front of him. 

Ashlie was caught off guard by David's hand touching her side and tried to reel away, only succeeded in falling backwards and landing on her backside with a thud. 

David approached her and scooped the tiny woman up in his arms, the way Arnold Schwarzenegger might do to a teenage girl. Ashlie's tiny size made her helpless as he stood her before him with ease.

Ashlie had become frighten and didn't have time to react as David pulled her in for a kiss. She turned her head away and protested "NO!" As David's lips met her cheek for a very wet and oversized kiss. She could feel the slobber trail from her cheek to his lips as he pulled away and came in for another kiss. This time he succeeded in meeting lips and ashlie shuddered in disgust as he pulled away. This time, leaving spit and slobber from her chin to her nose.

At a little over four feet tall,  Ashlie definitely felt like she was at the mercy of this prepubescent who had just kissed her by force. More importantly, she as a lawyer and knew the ramifications and laws that came along with this act.

A moment of fear and embarrassment forced her to reel back. She pushed herself away from David she used the shirt to wipe her face. As the shirt fell back into place ashlie yelled "Oh, my god! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!" 

David looked beyond confused and guilty of doing something wrong. He looked to his feet and apologized "Uh.. uh I'm sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to, I thought you were....well...You know?"

Ashlie put her arms to her hips and angrily responded "You know what?

In confusion as to what was going on,  David shrugged his shoulders and responded "what?"

Ashlie herself started to become confused as David's response through her off track. With a strong stutter Ashlie blurted "You...You can't kiss me David. I' adult!"

David was still looking at his feet in embarrassment before he shyly glanced up and admitted "I thought you were flirting with me. I mean, you were talking the way you were, and showing me your boobs and smiling. I thought...well You know."

Ashlie immediately shuddered at the realization that David thought she wanted sex from him. It was gross. She looked up to him and explained "I don't like you like that David. I'm in love with my husband, Josh. I wasn't trying trying to flirt, I...I was just going to get you to leave. And pay you less. That's all David. That's what I was trying to do."

David looked up from his feet and into Ashlie's eyes. Sincerely he apologized "I'm sorry Ms. Miles. I didn't mean for us to kiss."

Ashlie could tell that David was scared and a bit worried. His apology sounded true and from the heart and as she looked the boy over, ashlie sighed. She crossed her arms and looked away as she hesitantly responded "I...I forgive you David. Just don't ever say anything about this. It never happen."

David smiled big and countered "OK, never happen. Got it Ms. Miles."

Ashlie nodded in agreement and turned to the stairs. As she stepped onto the first step she turned around and smiled "David, I will give ten more bucks a week. But, you got to help me out with something first?"

David smiled back and quickly responded "Anything you want Ms. Miles!"

Ashlie nodded to the top of the stairs and said "take me to the top."

Ashlie found herself given a piggy back up the stairs by David before she climbed back into bed and fell asleep. She would never mention this to anyone. 

Ashlie awoke, to find her husband sitting on the bed beside her. Josh looked down at his tiny wife and whispered "You finally awake dear?"  

"Yeah," Ashlie replied, "What time is it? Have I been asleep long?"

"It's about 7 pm right now. When I arrived, I saw David out in our yard doing the lawn.  He said that you...had paid him in full for doing the lawn? Did anything happen? Did you let him see you like this?" Josh inquired. 

The shrunken woman sat up in bed, realizing that she probably had lost another inch or two while sleeping.  "Well, yes. Josh, what would you have me do?  Become some kind of recluse pet of yours just because you screwed up my life. David seen me. He came in and that's that."

Ashlie's tone was fierce, and she hoped that Joshua hadn't figured out about David.  

Josh smiled at his little wife, "Okay, hon. I can only say I'm sorry so many times. You did the right thing. I was just a little worried, that's all. You know how boys are." 

Ashlie relaxed a little and smiled, "Well, anyway how was work, dear?"  

"Not bad, hon," Josh responded.  "I picked up Chelsea from the airport.  She's putting her stuff away." 

"Chelsea's here!" Ashlie exclaimed, "What am I gonna wear? I'm not exactly in the best condition to..." 

Josh interrupted Ashlie as he bragged "Don't worry, sweety. I got you a few things". Josh picked up a plastic Wal-Mart grocery bag from the floor.  He opened the bag and began to empty it's contents onto the bed.  Clothes of all sizes and underwear poured from the bag. 

"I went to the Wal-Mart and picked up the most professional kid's clothes I could find. I got every size from 3t to about 10 years old.  I figured you should be able to find something." 

Ashlie heaved her chest as she began to sift through the pile. What Josh saw as professional was actually pretty far from the truth. Most of the clothes had some type of Disney or cartoon network character on them. Even the panties were bad. The most adult ones had the days of the week on them.

Joshua drew Ashlie's attention from the clothes as he pulled up a plastic package. Her eyes widen in shock as the laid sight to the logo that read "pull-ups" on the front.

"I'm not wearing those!" Ashlie angrily protested as she kept her eyes on the package.

Josh set the bag down on the ground and replied "Not expecting you to. Just in case."

"Do me one favor hon," ashlie asked. 

"Sure!" Josh replied. 

"Go entertain Chelsea and get her ready for what she's gonna see before I come out. I want to be at my best." Countered Ashlie as she shifted through the clothes.