"Yeah, I know what happened", Sarah said as she sat with her tiny legs dangling over the arm of the chair, "I head the wish too, remember?"
"No, I mean I know how the stone made it so that my wish came true", John told her turning the iPad, which even though it was a mini was still about her size. After her ordeal with the makeup and now this Sarah realized she still needed time to adjust to her new size, especially since it was permanent now.
Sarah leaned in saw a journal app that she recognized as the one she always used before the wish was made, only she didn't recognize the entry since it was something from the world as it was now. She started to read it, needing to use her whole hand every minute or two to swipe down:
January 8, 2015
This virus sucks. I've been infected for a week and each day I lose a few more inches. I'm down to 4 feet even and the doctors say they don't know when it will stop or how small I'll end up. They've tried the cure on me but for some reason it's not working. I hope this ends soon, if I get much smaller I won't be able to do anything on my own.
January 15, 2015
Well, I'm officially a freak now. 3 feet and still shrinking with no signs of it stopping. I think I'm going to stop going to school, most of my friends avoid me because they're afraid of catching what I have and all the people I've been mean to all seem so big and scary now. None of them have threatened me yet but I know that if any of them decided to try I wouldn't stand a chance. Maybe I'll go in for a few more days and try to make up with as many people as I can? If I'm going to be helpless I'm going to need all the friends I can get.
January 16, 2015
First, the bad news. I shrunk the most I have in one night last night. I'm down to 3'6". I had to tie the clothes I had very tight so they'd stay on but I made it work. Lucky for me I still have my looks so that's something at least. Anyway, the good news is I started talking to John and Karyn today. Karyn still seems to hate me but John warmed up and we had a nice long conversation where I apologized for all the things I've done to him and Karyn. He said she'd take longer to come around but he'd talk to her and put in a good word for me. Maybe it's because I was always taller than him but at this size he seems so powerful. I used to see him as a short skinny weakling but now he looks like a big strong (handsome?) guy. This experience is making me see things in a new light I guess.
January 24, 2015
So much has happened in the last week. First, the important details. It seems like the shrinking is over and it was a lot. I'm now 10 inches tall, an inch and a half shorter than a Barbie doll. Yeah, it sucks but on the plus side I have a luxury mansion with a huge swimming pool to live in and I'll never need to work for the rest of my life so that's not too bad. I stopped going to school a few days ago but John has been visiting me every day and we're really bonding. It's too bad it took this for us to become friends, and too bad I waited so long that he's with Karyn now but I guess that doesn't matter anyway, who'd want a doll for a girlfriend? He brings Karyn sometimes and I can tell she's not a fan of me. Even though she has the clear advantage in every department (well, maybe not in looks but what good are looks when I'm 10 freaking inches tall?), she seems to be jealous of me but we're making progress on our relationship. I even went out with just her to get some clothes yesterday (at the toy store, so embarrassing!) and we had a good time. But this just makes me feel even worse for the fantasies I've been having about John. I keep dreaming that he comes to me at night, sometimes he's his normal size and like a giant, sometimes he's my size, one time he was even smaller, but every dream ends the same way - we have sex and it's the best I've ever had. I wake up super horny and need to, you know, take care of myself. Luckily I've been able to carve something out of a crayon tip that does the job. There's one other benefit of being so small, when I get aroused no one is able to see it even when I'm close to them because they don't spend much time looking at me.
January 31, 2015
Shit! I'm such a bitch! I should have stopped as soon as things got heated but I couldn't. John was over last night and we were talking and watching movie like we've been doing with me sitting on his shoulder when I slipped off and landed in his lap, right on his penis. I tried so hard not to touch it but I was surrounded by it and I accidentally touched it through his shorts when I stood up. And I felt it get hard immediately. I know I should have stopped there but being so close to this and having gone so long with any real sexual contact I couldn't help it and I touched it again. I felt it tremble a bit and I looked up at John. He was looking down at me with lust in his eyes. He reach down and picked me up and said that we shouldn't do this, he was with Karyn and he loved her, but I was lost in the moment and I started straddling his fingers and slowly grinding on them. When he put me down on the couch and got up I thought I had screwed things up and that was the last I'd see of him but returned in a few minutes completely naked. I've never seen something so amazing in my life. It was almost as big as I was, I couldn't wait to get closer.
He held out his hand and I climbed up and began to slowly strip for him. When we were both naked he held me up to his face and said, "we can only do this once, ok?" I didn't even answer, I just nodded and jumped into his face, thrusting back and forth as he licked me repeatedly until I climaxed several times.
He then lowered me onto his crotch where I rode him like a bucking bronco until I felt the ground beneath me shake and was soon covered in his cum. We both laughed and he brought me into the bathroom, filled the sink with water, and left until I was done so he could get me out.
Then he placed me in front of my dollhouse and left without a word.
February 8, 2015
It looks like I'm alone again. I haven't heard from John or Karyn since our "encounter" last week. It's my fault, I should have stopped or better yet, should have never even started. If only I had better balance, this never would have happened. I don't feel like writing anymore. I'm not sure I'll want to do this anymore. It's too hard at this size even with the small keyboard they made for me.
February 22. 2015
I found out why John and Karyn have been staying away. I also found out why the cure never worked for me. I don't have the normal strain of the virus, it's a rare (as in, I'm the only one who has it) mutation that not only reduces the victim to this size but is also sexually transmittable for up to six months after infection. I'm actually lucky to be alive, not because the virus is deadly but because of how I found out. I was in my dollhouse listening to music and dancing when the whole house shook and half of it was pulled away. All I could see at first was a pair of giant legs but Karyn quickly bent down and grabbed me out of the house and held me so tight I couldn't breathe. She started yelling at me about being a whore at any size and I knew she had found out and began crying and apologizing to her. Seeing me like this made her feel bad and she calmed down and admitted she was more mad at John since he had the obvious advantage and could have easily stopped me whenever he wanted but chose not to. She said something about him getting what he deserved and I started to ask what she meant when I saw what looked to be a little girl come into the room.
At my size, even kids are giants so three feet tall vs. five feet is still pretty big and I didn't notice it immediately but when she spoke I instantly recognized the voice as mine, well mine before I shrunk and ended up sounding like a chipmunk. Karyn handed me to the smaller girl who needed two hands to hold me and she began crying as she told me what had happened.
This was John and he was now stuck like this. He was grateful that he wouldn't get any smaller and he wasn't contagious but this was what he'd be like for the rest of his life. The doctors weren't even sure he'd age.
I have to admit, as bad as I felt I also felt a bit of relief that I had someone to go through this with me. I just hope we can still be friends.
