“So it appears, based just on what I can see, both men were willing participants in this. We need to try to get some background and see if this was planned.”
She watched Mark blow smoke on Mike.
“Interesting. That’s like the third time I’ve seen the unknown man blow cigarette smoke on Mike, and Mike seems to not protest at all. Jenkins, info?”
“It looks like we’re seeing a classic case of microphilia. Mike wanted to be small. When the opportunity arose he took it. I’ve found a small sub-group who seem to enjoy ‘smoking giants/giantesses’ where the shrunken person seems to have a fetish towards those who smoke.”
Dr. Deskins hand brushed over her own pack of cigarettes in her lab coat pocket.
“Is this sexual?” She asked.
“Well, it appears to be. But all of our research indicates neither man is homosexual. The other man, Mark, has a girlfriend. Mike’s Facebook shows he ended a relationship with a woman three months ago.”
Dr. Deskins looked at the monitor with curiosity.
“Thank you Jenkins. This is very interesting.”
Another lab coat entered the room.
“Dr. Deskins, we’ve obtained audio from one of our drones that captured part of the conversation Mike had with the other man shortly before we arrived. It was scouting the gps in the remote. You’ll want to hear this.”
Dr. Deskins listened to the tape.
“So our tiny man wanted a woman to shrink him and blow smoke on him. A man volunteered, and he settled. People are certainly interesting. Our research on shrinking has taken quite the turn.”
***
Mark finished his cigarette and snubbed it out in an ashtray on the small table beside of the couch.
“So, you enjoy my smoke?” Mark asked.
“Yes. A lot, actually. It feels even better than I thought it would.”
“I’d never even heard of people wanting to be shrunk before. But seeing you on my belly, I get it.”
“And your fetish…”
“Oh yeah, very enjoyable. I’m glad you agreed. And it’ll be nice to have a friend on my smoke breaks,” Mark laughed. His chuckle made his belly rumble, and Mike tumbled over and began to roll off of the mountainous gut. Mark’s hand quickly slid under him and caught him. Mark lifted Mike up to chest level.
“And I really like wrapping my hand around you.” Mark said, closing his fingers.
Mike heard the tv click on from inside of the big man’s fist.
***
“What’s happening now,” Dr. Deskins asked, entering the room.
“Mark is just holding Mike in his closed fist, watching tv.”
Dr. Deskins remembered the first time she held one of the tiny people. The feeling of power was overwhelming. Sadly it was only for a minute before the college ages volunteer was returned to normal size for testing.
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