Colleagues (Part 1) - Lucky

Vaccinated, you started going back to work, it was nice seeing all the faces you once knew, and it was safe for a while.

There were rumors about vaccinated men who got shrunk but the media never confirmed it, perhaps not to cause panic. Rumors about new mutations, you preferred to ignore it.

You sat in the meeting room with your colleague Naomi, going over the specs of a new project.

As always, Naomi drifted to other subjects, but you liked it about her - always smiling and friendly, you were joking a lot together, always sharing lunch, she was kinda your best friend at work, and perhaps in life in general.

“Have you been doing something interesting this weekend?” She asked.

“Party at the hangar, you should come too sometimes”, you said with a smile.

“Hah, it’s not the same when you’re married”, she said and sighed, “it’s probably so fun living alone”, she added with an envying tone, caressing her hair back.

“I don’t know, it’s kinda lonely”, you confessed, looking at the screen of her Mac.

“Sometimes I miss being lonely”, she chuckled, “ok so back to the project”, she said and resumed talking professionally.

The numbers slowly got blurry, you tried to focus but you got a little dizzy.

*snap snap* she snapped her fingers in front of you, “Greg? Hey, you with me?” You heard her, but your head was spinning, you couldn’t respond.

Then you felt like you’re being dragged down, you tried to hold something, but everything got farther.

“Oh my god!” Naomi shrieked and jumped back with her chair, looking at you in panic.

She slowly turned into a giantess, the room kept getting bigger, you ended up inside a pile of your clothes, shrunken to perhaps 3 inch tall.

“Holy shit Greg”, Naomi said, carefully lifting up your shirt, as you had eye contact she quickly released it and it fell back on top of you, “oh my god sorry you are naked”, she said, embarrassed, “I’m not sure what to do, tell me what to do”, she said, a bit hysterical.

You crawled out, half body, “N-Naomi!” You shouted up, staring at her feet inside her flip flops in front of you, the smell was strong, you covered your nose, “g-get me something to cover me with”, you shouted.

“What? Oh god I can’t even hear you”, she finally got off the chair and kneeled, then got closer with her face, she was huge, you were scared, it felt like any wrong movement could crush you.

“A napkin or something, please!” You shouted again.

She covered her mouth with her hand, “ok, yes”, she quickly opened her bag and looked for something, then got a napkin out, she ripped it half and pinched it with a finger, then gave it to you and you used it like a weird cover, then you crawled out completely, looking around you in fear.

“I don’t get it, aren’t you vaccinated?!” She asked.

“I am!… oh my god… I probably got a mutated virus at the party yesterday or something, I don’t know, Naomi, you gotta help me”, you said in panic.

“Ok, of course, but I don’t know what to do, shit… Jonathan will freak out if I bring you home”, she said helplessly.

“P-Please, I can’t trust anyone else”, you said, almost breaking into tears.

“Ok, ok let’s calm down, climb my hand, we will figure it out”, she placed her hand next to you and you climbed it, then she placed you on the table next to her Mac.

She looked at you and sighed, “man, you’re so lucky it happened with me”, she said and shook her head, she was smiling, “fuck, imagine it would’ve been Anna!” She said and giggled.

You got chills just thinking about it, she was a sadistic manager in the office.

“Lol or even worse, imagine it was Veronica!! She would’ve stepped on you immediately”, she started laughing, probably trying to break the ice and calm you down, but it did just the opposite.

She was right though, amongst all the people in the office - you were so lucky to shrink in front of her.

“Naomi, can we leave please? To buy me some clothes and go to a hospital or something?”

“Sure, I’ll take the rest of the day off”, she said quickly and grabbed her bag, she pushed her Mac inside, then paused, she looked at you and blushed, “wait, Greg, how am I supposed to carry you with me?” She asked.

“Oh”, she was right, placing you in the bag is too risky.

“I have an idea”, she said and picked you up, then quickly went to the kitchen, making sure no one is looking, she opened the fridge and took her food box out, then went back to the conference room with you.

She opened the box, “it has air holes, and you’ll have what to eat while we go, it’s a bit freezing though”

“It’s ok, let’s just go please”, you said and she placed you inside, then carried it and quickly left for her car.

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You couldn’t see what’s going on, you were in the box on the seat next to her, and it was freezing at first but it got warmer in time.

She stopped somewhere, got out and came back with tiny clothes and placed them inside, you got dressed, feeling a little more normal now, “thank you so much Naomi I promise I’ll pay back for everything”.

“Don’t be silly”, she said and giggled, then kept driving.

She drove for maybe 15 minutes and parked again.

“It’s the hospital, but I think it’s best I go alone and ask what to do”, she said, you didn’t understand why but you nodded.

She went and came back after a while, with some kind of a syringe.

You looked at her and at the syringe, scared.

She sighed, “listen, they say there’s currently nothing to do… they do want a blood sample though”, she explained, “But I think let’s go home first and figure it out, right?” She asked, smiling slightly.

You slowly digested your situation, you started crying, “I don’t understand, I’m staying shrunken forever?” You asked with a whiny voice.

“No no, there is a cure in research, but yeah it may take a year or two until they publish it”, she explained quickly, trying to calm you down, she placed the syringe on the seat, “listen, let’s just go to my place, ok?” She suggested again.

You sobbed and caressed your eyes with the back of your hands, “ok Naomi, but what about Jonathan? You said he’d freak out”

“I can’t just leave you”, she said with a smile.

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You were in her apartment, it was weird, she placed you on the sofa.

“Do you need anything?” She asked with a smile.

“Just water, please, thank you Naomi”, you replied.

She brought a bottle then filled its tap with water and placed it near you, afterwards she laid on her belly next to you, her chest was in front of you, you tried not to stare but it was literally impossible, and she was sweating, you gulped the water and blushed all red.

“So I’ll take that blood sample now, ok?” She suggested, then you noticed she’s holding the syringe, “umm, they said I need to do it from your butt”, she giggled.

“Oh god…” you said in fear and turned back.

“Lol I know, sorry, let’s not talk about it like never”, she giggled.

You removed your pants and waited, closing your eyes hard, the sting wasn’t so bad, she drew some blood and pulled it out, then placed a piece of tissue next to you, you used it to stop the bleeding.

“Perfect”, she looked at it and got up, then placed it somewhere in the kitchen.

“I’m going to take a shower, make yourself at home”, she called with a smile and went.

You resumed drinking the water.

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She came out and sat down on the sofa, she sighed, “what a weird day, right?”

She said and leaned closer, she had both her feet on the sofa, she caressed them.

“Yeah, what are you going to tell Jonathan?” You asked.

Naomi smiled and rolled her eyes mischievously, biting her lower lip, “ummm…” she even blushed a little.

“What?” You asked.

“Look, you promise not to judge me if I tell you?” She asked quietly.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Please don’t get mad though”, she said.

“Lol Naomi, come on, just tell me”, you chuckled.

“Ummm… they never asked for a blood sample in the hospital”, she said and scratched the back of her head, you looked at her, confused as hell, “I want Jonathan to get infected”, she said and gulped.

“You what?!” You jumped in place.

“Hey, you promised not to judge me”, she said even though you haven’t.

“I don’t understand”, you said.

“I’m going to use your blood sample for his dinner”, she confessed.

It was sick, you looked at her and waited for her to laugh and say she’s just kidding, but it sounded sincere.

“N-Naomi, are you sure about that?” You asked and gulped again, caressing your butt.

“Yes, I want parties, I want to be free, it’s just until there’s a cure, it’s not a big deal”, she said, trying to convince both you and herself that it’s ok.

“It’s your husband, I just hope he won’t blame me”, you said, worried.

“Jonathan? Nah, don’t worry about him, but please don’t tell him anything, ok Greg?”, she giggled and took her phone out, she started tapping.

You stood there idly and looked at her. It’s sick, but if you are being taken care of, and she’s your best reasonable option for a caretaker - maybe it’s for the best… her husband won’t be in normal size to oppose her being your caretaker.

“Greg, can I please ask you for a favor?” She asked with a smile.

You nodded, after all, she saved you.

She sighed, “it’s been such a long day and I had to go to all these places, my feet are sore…” she said awkwardly.

You looked at her, not sure how you can help with that.

“Thought maybe you can massage them for me? A friendly massage?” She asked with a smile.

“Oh, w-what? I’m not sure Nao-“

She slid her feet in front of you.

“Thanks Greg, really appreciate it, you can stop when you get tired, it's ok”, she said and laid back, looking at her phone.

You stared at her feet for a few moments, then you felt like maybe it’s just you feeling it’s weird and it’s normal to ask something like that from a friend, you approached and started pushing with your tiny hands.

She kept texting, “still much better than if Anna had found you shrunken, right?” She asked and giggled.

You shrugged, it’s true but what it has to do with anything.

Then she started laughing, “I swear, Jonathan is the most naive person on the planet, it’s like I can tell him it’s raining now and he will believe me”.

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End of part 1

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