Sam was unsure of what would happen when he made his declaration, but what he hadn't expected was to be inhaled. A sudden vacuum of wind lifted him up off of his feet and into the giant's mouth. Sam screamed as he landed on the giant tongue, which pulsated beneath him. The dexterous muscle moved and deposited him between the gums and the lip, then retracted. The giant's booming voice called out, "Tyler, time for us to switch".
Sam spent the rest of the day tucked into that little spot. And while his initial fear was that the giant was going to eat him, it was clear that Matt intended to keep him safe. Occasionally the giant tongue came down to check that he was still there. Sam became more and more comfortable, knowing that this jock he'd fantasized about was now treating him like a little pet. Eventually, he drifted off to sleep in the warmth of the mouth.
He awoke to the tongue gently drawing him out of the mouth and on to Matt's awaiting finger, where he adhered with the spit. He used a little bit of tissue to get Sam dry and off his finger without squishing him. He gently placed Sam down on his kitchen counter. Sam looked around. At the park it was clear the space was built for little people, and that Matt was the giant. But here, with salt shakers towering above him, and huge couches off in the distance, it was very obvious that here, he was a tiny outsider in a space built for normal sized people.
The one thing that very clearly dominated this space was Matt. The huge man grabbed all Sam's attention as the colossus standing above him slightly shifted with every breath, his muscles slightly flexing, and the smell of sunscreen and sweat filling Sam's nose. Matt had changed into casual clothes, but still looked hot. Sam looked up at his huge face, which looked down on him with intrigue.
"So little guy, you wanted me to be my little pet, huh? Why exactly?", Sam said
"I uh... well I wasn't even sure if you were gonna be able to hear me."
"I can hear you just fine. I don't know exactly how this shrinking stuff works, and I don't know how Josh did it, but if I talk to a little dude I can see and hear them just fine as long as I focus on 'em. It's when I'm not paying attention that you have to be careful. But you didn't really answer my question."
"I just, always thought you were attractive at normal size, but seeing you as a giant was just so hot. I just couldn't help myself."
Matt smiled at this. When he'd thought of the dude flume he'd envisioned scores of tiny women sliding all over his giant body. Now that it had started it seemed like Tyler had all the attention. But Tyler definitely didn't have someone beg him to take them home with him. Matt didn't care that the little person was a dude. At this size it wasn't like there was much difference. Plus, in his experience, gay guys were way more forward in complimenting his appearance, not afraid to fuel his ego like women did.
"So, what do you like about me little dude? Since apparently I'm a god, what is it about me you want to worship?"
This was Sam's chance. Standing at the Dude Flume and now here on the counter, he hadn't gotten a chance to see the giant's huge feet, but he could just imagine himself squeezed in between the sweaty toes. But then, he second guessed himself. Sure this straight guy might have taken him home, but that didn't mean he'd be into foot stuff. He might be expecting a more normal answer. The giant staring down at him, Sam felt the pressure to answer, not sure whether he should take a risk or play it safe. Suddenly, he shouted out...
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