Small Moments.pdf

It was a typical Saturday morning when Aaron woke up, feeling a bit unusual. As he went to the kitchen for breakfast, he noticed his surroundings seemed bigger than before. Shrugging it off, he figured it was just the weekend sleepiness still affecting him. Little did he know, his entire world had changed while he slept.

Aaron's mom was already at the kitchen table, sipping coffee and flipping through a magazine. She looked shorter and wider to him from across the room. Curious, he took a few tentative steps closer, noting how large each one felt. By the time he reached the table, he had to crane his neck up to see his mom's face. At a little over six inches tall, compared to his mom's normal height of around five feet, Aaron was absolutely tiny!

Whimpering in shock and confusion, Aaron tried to get his mom's attention. "Mom! Mom, can you hear me?" But his voice came out too quiet for her to notice. For all his shouting, he was like a cricket to her. Unaware, she stood up and stretched, and Aaron had to hastily scramble out of the way.

As she walked by, he caught an eyeful of up her short robe. He was so small he fit completely under the hem, blinded by her bare legs and an unobstructed view of her most private parts. Mortified, he scurried for cover.

Aaron realized with a sinking feeling that while he had shrunk, his mom hadn't noticed at all. But he dearly hoped she would spot him before something bad happened! His wish was granted, but not in the way he wanted.

"Oof! Something's poking my foot!" His mom complained, stepping that same foot down. There was a sickening crunch and Aaron's scream was abruptly cut off.

Looking down in surprise, she saw a tiny arm poking out from under her large wood-heeled clog. "Goodness, what in the world... Aaron? Is that you? How did you get so small?"

She knelt down to investigate, prodding at his broken body with a finger. The pain was excruciating. "Oops, I didn't mean to step on you, honey. This must be from that weird new shrinking app everyone's talking about. Oh well, accidents happen!"

Aaron could only whimper and flinch as she carelessly rolled him onto his back with her finger. Even through the haze of pain, he couldn't help staring at her enormous cleavage just inches from his face.

"Well, this is fun! I always wanted a little doll to play with." She giggled, scooping him up in her hand. Aaron dangled in her palm, dripping blood, too injured to struggle. "I hope you're okay sweetie, but if not, don't worry - you'll always be my good little toy."

She carried him to her room and placed him in her empty purse. "I'm going to give my sister a call, let her know I have a new shrinking victim to play with! I'll explain that I accidentally crushed you in a second. No rush though, you're not exactly going anywhere, right?" She laughed and closed the purse around him with a snap.

Aaron could only lay there in the darkness, surrounded by his mom's perfumes and makeup. His last thoughts before blacking out were that this was not how he expected to spend a Saturday. And something told him his injuries were the least of his problems...